Nangong Yusheng ignored her and continued to shout!

"Too strong!"

"I defeated the ninth place in the inner sect rankings. Now I belong to Master Ming, right!" The disciples in the audience discussed fiercely!

Only such a battle is enjoyable!

"That's of course. At first I thought the reputation of Master Ming was an exaggeration, tsk tsk!"

"I told you a long time ago. If you don't believe it, just say diversion of sword intent. Who can do it? Uncle Ming realized the sword intent without building a foundation, and diversion of sword energy! This is just a slight meaning to her!" A male cultivator in an ice blue inner disciple said proudly!

"……What?"

“…”

“…”

The others who heard the next to him instantly petrified. So, this is just a common thing for others. There is no noodles. They want to hang themselves and have no way to live.

On the other side of the stands, Gu Luoxiao and others stood together, unable to come back to their senses for a long time!

After not seeing each other for a few years, is Senior Sister Ming already so strong?

Gu Luoxiao shook his head and smiled bitterly. He just tried hard to get closer to her!

Unexpectedly, she was left far behind.

Mo Xuan patted Gu Luoxiao on the shoulder. It was time to put it down!

"Let's go have a drink!" Jian Yi hit Gu Luoxiao's shoulder!

Gu Luoxiao rolled his eyes when he heard this, "Who is going to drink? It's a vulgar, it's almost the same for a fight!"

They were all defeated in the first round of melee, but there is no hurry. They are still young and there is another next time!

Tang Yan shook his head and laughed, pulled Mo Xuan and Jian Yi, and quickly followed Gu Luoxiao!

...

On this side, Xi Qian sat next to Shengqin, closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing.

The next game is about to begin!

The thirteen people who advanced in this round were still simple and rough one-on-one.

The top seven are decided, and the last three are defeated by the six losers, and the eighth, ninth and tenth are decided.

Everyone is under a lot of pressure!

The thirteen people left behind were the strongest in the Foundation Establishment Period!

Each one is a particularly tricky opponent!

Looking around, among the thirteen disciples who advanced, seven were among the top ten in the original inner sect rankings.

In other words, there are at least three dark horses in this session, defeating the other three players in the inner squad rankings!

The first one is undoubtedly Ming Xiqian, and the second one is obvious. Beitangli will always solve the opponent in just one move!

As for the third one...

Xi Qian narrowed her eyes slightly. Isn’t this the person who exploded with metallic sword intent in the same arena as her?

Lingxu Sect is indeed hidden and lying on the tiger!

"This round of Ming Xi Qian's bye!" The referee announced the result of the lottery!

Watch the disciple "..."

Xi Qian returned to the platform to watch the competition among others!

Beitangli is facing Pu Qingzhou?

There is a good show to watch, Pu Qingzhou is the fourth in the inner sect.

The strength is much higher than that of Fu Jianxing!

"Pu Qingzhou, please give me advice!" Pu Qingzhou looked at Bei Tangli, his heart slightly tightened!

"Beitangli!" Beitangli said three words coolly.

Then he moved his hands slightly and took action directly!

The blue spiritual power gushed out and turned into a green dragon, hovering above Beitangli's head.

"Spiritual power transforms!"

"It's spiritual power transformed again!"

"Wait, Beitang is more realistic and has a look!"

Xi Qian's pupils were slightly tight, and Bei Tangli had a strong control over spiritual power!

Pu Qingzhou smiled slightly, moved quickly, and took out a black weight ruler!

This is……

"The best spiritual weapon at the ground level?" Xi Qian whispered, and a cold sweat for Beitangli!

"Thousands of weights and ten thousand feet of slash--" Pu Qingzhou waved the weight of three thousand kilograms!

Beitangli's face had not changed, but the condensed blue dragon's eyes became much darker!
Chapter completed!