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Not long after, a group of Qingmen disciples stood up, a total of more than 30 people, including seven half-step practitioners.

The remaining ones are naturally at the peak of transforming gods, only one step away from half-step refining the void, and there are a few with strong spiritual power and powerful momentum, which can break through at any time.

Obviously, all the young disciples brought by the Qing sect powerhouses are young disciples who are below the realm of refinement, and they are specially here to compete with the inner sect disciples of Wan Jianzong.

Sensing the overall strength of Qingmen Tianjiao, all the elders of Wanjianzong felt pressure in their hearts.

Qingmen brought a random group of people, and there were seven half-step alchemists among them. If you just look at the realm, they are far more than the younger generation of Wanjianzong!

"According to the old rules, we will still play ten games this time." The middle-aged man paused and continued, "Who will come to the first game?"

"Third Elder, I can't wait any longer!" The tall and strong man named Qiu Yan stood up, his eyes swept away, and finally landed on Luo Ba.

"Hehe, I just can't help it anymore." Luo Ba sneered, turned around and asked Elder Ma for instructions, and after getting permission, he walked out.

"Qingmen Qiuyan, half-step cultivation of emptiness, boy, come and die!" Qiuyan picked a ring at random, and strode up to it with meteoric strides.

"Sure enough, it's extremely arrogant. Could it be that the disciples of the Qingmen are all so well-developed and simple-minded?" Luo Ba came to the stage and said coldly.

"If you say this to you, I will break your limbs, shatter your meridians, and make you a useless person from now on!" Qiu Yan's face darkened.

"Big talk, I can beat ten of you, a fool like you!" Luo Ba taunted.

"Who's coming for the second round?" At this time, the middle-aged man spoke again. He had absolute confidence in Qiu Yan and didn't care about the situation on the ring at all.

"I'm coming!" A tall and thin figure walked out, he jumped onto a ring, and said arrogantly, "I'm Mu Feng of Qingmen, half-step to refine my cultivation, who of you dares to come up and die?"

"Let me kill his vigor!" Changhong turned her head and glanced at Elder Ma behind her. Seeing that he had no objection, she also walked to the ring.

"In the next few games, whoever wants to compete with the genius of Wan Jianzong, please stand up for me!" said the middle-aged man.

As soon as his words fell, the eight shadows immediately walked out, each occupying a ring, waiting for the challenge from the inner disciples of the Wanjian Sect.

"Let's start, finish the fight early and go back to receive the reward early, so that you can be freed earlier." On the first ring, Qiu Yan said casually, "But your trash parents will be sad."

"What did you say?" Luo Pa's face darkened, and his tone became extremely cold.

"Are you deaf? I said your parents are trash. After all, only trash can raise a trash like you!" Qiu Yan sneered.

"I didn't want to kill you, but you humiliated my parents, which is an unforgivable crime!" Luo Pa was really angry this time.

He has practiced in Wanjianzong since he was a child, and he actually doesn't have much contact with his parents, that is to say, his feelings for his parents are not deep.

But this doesn't mean that anyone can insult his parents, at least Qingmen's trash can't!

The next moment, with a thought in Luo Ba's mind, a set of pitch-black battle armor flew out of the storage ring in an instant, and he wore it on his body.

This set of battle armor is called Rock Spirit Sigh, and it is an earth-type secret treasure. Its defense is very strong, and it comes with several special effects, one of which is to weaken the energy of the earth-type, which can be reduced by 30% to 40%.

That is to say, after wearing the Sigh of Rock Spirit, Qiu Yan's damage to him will be reduced by one-third out of thin air, which is very effective and can be said to be the nemesis of earth monks.

This set of battle armor is the reward for Luo Pa to perform special missions, and it is most suitable to use it now.

"Stinky boy, is this the reason why you came to power?" Qiu Yan's face changed, and he felt that the suit of armor was good, but he quickly recovered his calm.

Because he is about to step into the virtual refinement, he is only a little bit short of understanding, and he has the blessing of secret treasures, so he can fully display the combat effectiveness of the initial stage of the virtual refinement.

And Luo Ba is only half-step to refine the void, the gap between the two can be described as a natural moat, it cannot be filled by a piece of defensive armor.

"Hehe, you are thinking too much. The reason why you took out this secret treasure is just to teach you a lesson." Luo Ba sneered.

"Stinky boy, you are looking for death!" Qiu Yan's face darkened, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he immediately yelled and slapped him suddenly.

As he slapped his palm, a huge palm image suddenly appeared in midair, covering almost the entire arena, pressing down on Li Tian with great force.

"Small tricks!" Luo Ba stood on the spot, neither dodging nor dodging, like a black rock in a storm.

"Things like ants, dare to push them up!" Seeing his calm appearance, Qiuyan suddenly became angry, and his momentum increased by three points, and his palms accelerated, as if a huge mountain was pressing down in vain.

The surrounding air was squeezed, creating a billowing air wave, but at this moment, Luo Ba moved in vain. He turned his hand and took out a long sword, cutting out a dazzling sword light.

This sword light was several feet long, and it appeared on the ring out of thin air, wrapped in a destructive power, and brazenly met the phantom of the palm.

"Pfft!" The huge palm image split instantly, and then was shattered by the terrifying sword intent, turning into violent energy and dissipating, and the sword glow became extremely dim, almost transparent.

"No wonder you dare to fight me on the stage. It seems that you still have two brushes, but this is far from enough!" Qiu Yan's eyes were fixed, but then he laughed, his momentum surged, and spiritual power burst out one after another. Covering him, forming a set of majestic yellow battle armor.

This is his signature supernatural power, which can condense spiritual power armor at any time, strengthen the strength of the physical body, and its defense power far exceeds that of monks of the same realm, and it can even rival the barbarians who specialize in physical body.

"Stinky boy, bear the wrath from the strong!" Qiuyan looked very bulky after putting on the spiritual power armor, but his speed was not slow at all.

He suddenly stepped forward a few steps, crossed a distance of tens of feet, appeared in front of Luo Ba without any warning, and threw a punch at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, a overwhelming aura enveloped Luo Pa, and the huge sense of oppression made Luo Pa's scalp tingle, and a deadly crisis emerged in his heart.

It has to be said that Qiuyan is very strong, stronger than almost all the inner disciples of Wanjianzong, and even able to catch up with some core disciples.

"Is the combat power of a strong person at the level of refinement so terrifying?" Luo Ba's eyes narrowed, and immediately he crossed his hands, and the power of Qi and blood in his body gushed out, condensing into a shield, covering the surface of the rock spirit's sigh.

Qiuyan's speed was too fast and silent, as if he could travel through space, he had no time to make a move, so he could only choose to resist.