Yin Tianlong looked ugly. He glanced at the jade slip with the eight characters written in front of him, grabbed his back and leaped, surrounded by wind movement techniques, and went up to the high platform.
Almost the moment Yin Tianlong stepped onto the high platform, Wang Tengfei lifted his right foot and stepped on it, and the entire high platform suddenly vibrated and vibrated, as if a wave of air violently spread from its surroundings. Wang Tengfei did not move, but this invisible aura was formed. Strong coercion came straight to Yin Tianlong.
This scene changed Yin Tianlong's complexion greatly. In his opinion, Wang Tengfei hadn't taken any action yet, and just coercion made the aura in his body run jerky.
"I admit defeat..." Yin Tianlong said immediately, without hesitation, he didn't even have the idea of asking for advice, clasped his fists and bowed down the high platform and headed straight out of the square.
Elder Ouyang was expressionless, and slowly heard his voice.
"Wang Tengfei wins, the second battle, twenty seven."
As soon as the words came out, the little fat man shuddered immediately, looking at the jade slip in front of him, where two was written there, and at the same time, the fifth-layer condensing monk with a scar on his face looked at the little fat man coldly. At a glance, stepped onto the high platform.
"Go up and give up immediately." Meng Hao whispered, holding the little fat man forward with his right hand, and immediately the little fat man's ball-like body flew up and landed on the high platform.
As soon as he fell, he was about to speak.
"Resign..." The little fat man didn't dare to say three words, but two words, but the scarred cultivation base flashed murderously in his eyes, and he lifted his right hand and immediately rushed to the little fat man with a flying sword whistling. , The flying sword was so fast that it reached the little fat man's neck in the blink of an eye, and it was at this moment that the last word that little fat man gave up was uttered.
But it was obviously late, and Meng Hao's complexion changed abruptly and got up. But at this moment, when Elder Ouyang flicked his right hand, the flying sword that had fallen into the fat man’s throat buzzed, and he was directly bounced away, only when he was young. A blood stain was left on the fat man's neck.
The little fat man turned pale and backed off, and quickly jumped down. When he returned to Meng Hao, his legs were already frightened and he felt the coming of death.
Meng Hao looked at the blood on the little fat man’s neck with a strong murderous intent in his eyes. The opponent shot extremely viciously, obviously intending to kill, but he could do it, but the little fat man’s cultivation base was not high.
Especially Meng Hao swept his eyes and saw Shangguanxiu with a gloomy expression full of murder not far away. His heart was suddenly filled with anger. He asked himself that he had never offended this Shangguan and Uncle, but the other party was aggressive and hurt the killer.
Meng Hao has been backing the mountain sect for many years and rarely shows strong murderous intent, but now, his eyes are extremely murderous.
In this scene, even the monks who were watching around could see that something was wrong, one by one, they looked at Meng Hao and started talking.
"The next battle, thirty-six." Grand Elder Ouyang frowned and spoke slowly.
"I offended the Shangguan Shishu, today it is not only you, but he will also die." Han Zong grabbed the jade slip in front of him, and when he walked past Meng Hao, he whispered a word. Shangguanxiu can be said to be the most powerful person in the mountain sect, except for the head and the great elders.
This is greatly related to the decline of the patron sect. Today, the small number of patrons, the chaos of the sect, and the killing of the disciples of the outer sect, everything of this kind is a manifestation of the disappearance of the patron sect at sunset.
There are few medicines, so how do you send them... Lingling pills are almost infinitely available in other sects, and disciples can swallow a lot of medicines. In the backing sect, they are already enough to cause slaughter.
Simply go into chaos, depending on your own good fortune, whether it is at the first level or the fifth level of Qi condensation, chaos and death, there is no fairness here, life and death are up to you. There is no preaching, no one to tell how to practice, a condensing volume, it is a worm or a dragon, depending on each good fortune, you will live, if you fail, you will die, if your life is hard, you will live, if your life is weak, you will die!
Who can finally kill all the way and become the disciple of the inner sect, that is the real backer sect person, and the disciple who cares most about the head and Elder Ouyang.
He Luohua, the former head, also had a strong heart sect, but the realistic pressure came from the sanctions of the three sects of the Zhao Kingdom. All this made him exhausted, and he had the intention of retiring and leaving. Cultivation, nowadays there is not much life in old age, and there is not much energy in the sect.
As for the inner sect disciples, Senior Sister Xu has been in seclusion for a long time, and she is cold-tempered and does not ask anything about the sect. Senior Brother Chen is committed to the road and is unwilling to participate in the sect. In this way, only Shangguanxiu is left.
The cultivation base of the Ninth-level Ninth-level, over ninety years old, and deep sect qualifications made him involuntarily become the uncle among his disciples, but this is the declining backer sect. If you change to another sect, Ning Qi state will never be called Master Uncle.
Meng Hao looked at Han Zong and saw that this person was on the high platform. Han Zong’s opponent was Zhou Kai. There was no life-and-death battle between the two. Zhou Kai directly conceded defeat without hesitation and ended the battle.
In the final battle of the first round, Meng Hao stood up and stepped onto the high platform with a sway. His opponent was the burly man with the fifth layer of condensing energy. His body was filled with evil spirits, and the whole person seemed to have experienced a lot of bloody killings.
He glanced at Meng Hao and immediately let out a low growl. His whole body swelled in an instant, and he strode straight to Meng Hao. When his right hand was raised, a battle axe appeared in his hand. This battle axe shines with crystal light, and it is nothing but a thing at first glance.
Meng Hao's expression was gloomy, he slapped his storage bag without saying a word, and immediately flew out with a flying sword. The speed made a sharp whistle, but as he approached half a foot in front of the man, a soft voice appeared from the man. The light curtain directly blocks this flying sword out.
"Today you are dead!" The big man grinned, and he had already given a magic weapon before he came to the senior official and uncle. Even if Meng Hao's cultivation was slightly higher, he was not afraid.
"Blast." Meng Hao's expression remained as usual. When he spoke faintly, the flying sword blasted and exploded directly. As the flying sword exploded, the big man immediately took a few steps backwards, but the light curtain in front of him was shining, making him unscathed. Lossless.
While laughing, this person was about to rush out, but Meng Hao was faster than him, and he was approaching instantly. With a slap on the storage with his right hand, two flying swords flew out at once, and when the moment was approaching, they exploded again, roaring and whirling. , The light curtain was twisted, the big man's complexion changed, but before he could react, the four flying swords approached in an instant, and when the roar came out again, the light curtain was instantly torn apart, and the impact fell directly on the man’s chest , Causing him to scream and spout blood.
But before he could fall down, another flying sword whizzed out from Meng Hao. The electric light and flint directly penetrated the man's throat, brought a cavity of blood, and the man fell to the ground, his body convulsed a few times, and he died of breath. .
Meng Hao rarely killed people since he joined the patron sect. At this moment, he made his shots extremely vicious. After killing, he fell to the high platform and looked at Han Zong coldly.
"Next, kill you." After Meng Hao finished speaking, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.
Han Zong's eyes shrank, and his murderous intent became more intense.
The surrounding cultivators reacted to the return, and immediately buzzed out, and they were shocked by the bloody scene one after another.
"Meng Hao won. In the first round of the second round, Wang Tengfei and Xu Ge." Grand Elder Ouyang spoke lightly, as if he hadn't seen the blood before.
That Xu Ge was the monk who wanted to kill Little Fatty before. He immediately surrendered without hesitation after taking the stage. After paying respectfully to Wang Tengfei, he turned and left and hurried out of the square.
At this moment, everyone in the surrounding area had already seen that whether it was Han Zong or the four fifth-tier cultivators, their goal was not to promote the inner sect at all, but to kill Meng Hao.
"The second battle, Meng Hao, Han Zong." Elder Ouyang took a deep look at Meng Hao. The moment the words came out, the surroundings were quiet, and all eyes were concentrated on Meng Hao and Han Zong.
Meng Hao's expression was still gloomy, as he stepped onto this high platform, Han Zong arrived almost at the same time as him, and there was no need to say anything between the two, and immediately acted.
With a roar and resounding, the three flying swords in front of Meng Hao rolled back, Han Zong's body was surrounded by a light curtain, and a multicolored flag in front of him, exuding colorful lights, went straight to Meng Hao's place.
Meng Hao didn't say a word. As the colorful flag approached, he didn't retreat but moved forward. He raised his left hand with a wave. Suddenly, a fiery snake that was more than five feet long condensed and roared straight ahead. The fire snake no longer looked like a snake, but like a python, and the surrounding area was instantly hot when it flew out.
At the same time, Meng Hao slapped the storage with his right hand. This time, six flying swords suddenly appeared, and they flew out in an instant.
Han Zong sneered, with murderous intent in his eyes, he stepped forward, pressed his left hand on the ground, and when he lifted it up, he let out a low growl, and immediately the entire high platform trembled. In front of him, there was a huge stone about one foot in size. Man, the stone man roared and ran forward, and when he met the fire snake, he uttered a huge roar.
When the impact was set off, the colorful flags rolled in the wind as they echoed around, and went straight to the flying sword in front of Meng Hao. As soon as they approached each other, Han Zong's eyes twinkled.
"Pentagram!"
Almost at the same time when Han Zong's words came out, the colorful flags shook suddenly, and in that instant, the light was overflowing, and two-colored mists were emitted, turning into two ghost-like spirits, and rushed towards Meng Hao with a stern roar. It's just that the second foggy soul is obviously bleak, and it is obvious that Han Zong's cultivation base can only expand to this point.
As soon as these two foggy spirits came out, the surrounding cultivators suddenly exclaimed in shock.
"This is the five-pointed skill of the master and uncle! It is said that it is the strongest spell below the foundation building in the sect. Brother Han can actually use two colors!"
"Han Zong actually knows this technique! Yes, the reason lies in the flag banner. Could this thing be a magic weapon refined by the master and uncle?"
The two-color fog souls screamed sharply, and the harsh sound spread from all directions, all the way like a broken bamboo, Meng Hao's six flying swords were all torn to pieces by the two-color fog souls as soon as they touched them.