The Quanzhen Sect's momentum was depressed for a while, and everyone could not accept this continuous defeat.

At this time, the Quanzhen Sect walked out of the crowd a masked person, who walked into the martial arts training ground to untie his mask.

"Oh my God, it's all Master Feng in Huashan."

This person is the number one person on the martial arts list, Huashan Grandmaster Feng Qing.

The Wanzong Alliance was in a high momentum at this time. Although he was surprised to see the number one person in the martial arts world, he looked at Shi Yue in the martial arts field and suddenly seemed to be looking forward to something in his heart. Maybe someone could shake the undefeated myth?

When Shi Yue saw that the person coming was Feng Qing, he developed a sense of awe. As the number one person in the martial arts world, he is an idol of many people in the martial arts world. Shi Yue is also one of the fans.

"Master Feng, please give me some advice."

Feng Qing glanced at Shi Yue, nodded, and showed his sword. The light of this sword did not condense without urging its internal force, which was really magical. Only Mo Qian could recognize that this sword had reached the level of magic weapons, and it was still a relatively high-level magic weapon.

Feng Qingjian pointed and said, "Come on!"

Shi Yue's footsteps were slashing back, and he rushed over quickly. As soon as he came up, he used the Five Tiger Breaking Sword and the Five Tiger Blades. The Five Swords attacked at the same time, and the entire space of the display area became blurred, as if he was about to cut through the world.

Feng Qing didn't care how Shi Yue attacked, and the sword light flew, making it one of the Huashan's unique skills, the Fierce Wind Sword. This sword is the best in the world, and one sword is faster than the other.

Shi Yue's five swords were blocked, and after blocking the opponent's sword did not stop at all. He also made him passively defend, and Shi Yue was exhausted from parrying, and the Five Tigers' Break Door Knife was used one after another, without any offensive ability.

When the people in the audience saw this, they couldn't help but say, "Awesome, I am really the number one in the martial arts world. The Tiger Five Swords have no chance to attack. However, this sword also takes a lot of advantage. It can still remain unmoved when blocking the Tiger Five Swords."

This idea spread in front of everyone watching, which made Feng Qing hear something. Feng Qing gave up using the Fierce Wind Sword and took a step back. He said to Shi Yue: "Using this fast sword with the power of the sword is really a bit bullying you. Let's do this, if you solve it, I will lose."

Shi Yue also felt a drop of sweat flowing down her forehead as she heard Feng Qing's words.

Feng Qing pointed at the sword again, and this finger made Shi Yue feel more pressured. This invisible momentum made Shi Yue dare not move at all. He felt it intuitively that if he moved, he would lose.

But Feng Qing pointed at Shi Yue with his sword without any movement. Shi Yue also held the knife without any movement. Everyone in the martial arts field was surprised to see it.

Only the famous martial arts master on the list explained that everyone knew nothing about it. "This is Feng Qing's Dugu Nine Swords, which can break the enemy with just one move. The person being cast must bear the pressure of the entire sword intent, and as long as any flaw is exposed, it is fatal."

As this man said, Shi Yue was under increasing pressure at this time, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore. He lifted the knife and slashed at Feng Qing. However, as soon as he lifted the knife, Feng Qing's sword was first driven, stabbed Shi Yue's palm, and blood sprinkled all over the ground, and the knife fell to the ground.

Shi Yue had to accept it, and pressed the wound on his right hand with the other hand, lowered his head and said, "I lost."

Feng Qing was easily successful in this competition, which made Shi Yue convinced. There were some people on the Wanzong League who were eager to try it, but with this big tiger present in the martial arts field, no one wanted to go up and pat the tiger's butt.

Seeing that the other party had such a master, Ruan Ting knew that there was no one here, so she could only say to the elder beside her: "Elder Li, I'll bother you next."

Elder Li smiled and said, "It's easy to bully these ordinary people, let's see me." Then he flew up in a high profile.

Feng Qing's expression became nervous when he saw the visitor. This person could actually fly in the air. Could it be that cultivator?

Elder Li didn't land when he arrived at the martial arts training ground. He kept flying in the air, looking cool and crazy, shouting to Feng Qing: "Little baby, come on, come and chop me!"

Feng Qing was at a loss by the other party's image. His master's aura was seven points weaker, so he could only show his sword to stabilize his mind. After all, Feng Qing had never seen a cultivator before, and he didn't know how to deal with it. If the other party flew to that high altitude, how could he fight? Even if he couldn't reach it, he could not.

Qu Hangpeng saw that the other party had sent a cultivator to the stage, and knew that even the number one in the martial arts world had no choice but to do anything about this. After all, I saw the cultivator named Qi'er with my own eyes yesterday. The speed alone was hard to see clearly by the naked eye. He could only shout: "We will admit defeat in this game! Master Feng, cultivators are not something that we martial arts people can do, so give up."

Feng Qing really didn't know how to deal with it. The other party was invincible, and after all, he couldn't fly. Seeing that Quanzhen Sect was willing to give up, he had a step down, so he immediately stepped out of the martial arts training ground to rest.

Seeing that Elder Li admitted defeat before he even beaten, he shouted: "Don't admit defeat, come here to practice your skills, why don't I fight you on the platform?"

This high-profile Elder Li made everyone in the audience despise them completely, just like a heavyweight player in the boxing ring went to a lightweight occasion to punch. Even if the lightweight champion is not resistant to the beating, he can't stand it with one punch.

Since the Wanzong League did not play according to the martial arts rules, Mo Qian could only play on the Quanzhen Sect. Mo Qian had been paying attention to the movement here, and did not need anyone to notify him. He also appeared as Elder Li in a high-profile appearance. He saw Mo Qian landing vertically from the sky and hitting the center of the martial arts training ground. A big pit suddenly appeared in the center of the martial arts training ground.

Elder Li was also shocked by this momentum and felt that his position was shaken.

Mo Qian shook his hair and said, "Hey, little baby, come on, chop me!"

Elder Li's lines were stolen and he almost let out a mouthful of blood, but the other party is indeed cooler than himself. Recently, I watched the worldly anime movie. This is how the super monkey man in the Dragon Ball appeared. "Which school is the master?"

Mo Qian didn't want to talk nonsense to this old man with white hair. He didn't have to think about it and knew that he was not a master. The old and weak cultivator had almost lost his lifespan: "Hey, little baby, you are so old, can you still be able to move?"

The style of this scene made the whole audience complain, "What? Little baby? She looks so old? Is this talking about crosstalk?"

In the eyes of ordinary people, those with fairy-like people are all white-haired and dressed in ancient robes, but when Mo Qian's mouth is an old little baby. This logic makes people unable to pee.

Elder Li felt that he was underestimated, and he was also cruel to the other party. A rope wrapped in his waist was automatically untied. It was supposed to be a whip-like magic weapon, which flew into Elder Li.

Mo Qian may have been influenced by Qin Huanxi and was also infected by his funny personality. He said, "Hey, hey, just beat him. Are you going to use sex to erect? You are so ugly and useless."

Elder Li immediately squirted out blood, obviously he was really injured. He flew towards Mo Qian with hatred, and threw the rope whip towards Mo Qian.

Mo Qian rarely fought, and he didn't know whether the magic weapon hurts when hitting him. He hid to the side and directly approached Elder Li, slapped him down, without using any martial arts. Elder Li's face was slapped and was directly hit to the ground, with his head hitting the ground first, and his old face rubbed against the ground.

The competition was not exciting at all. The martial arts insiders saw the two flying around, and then each of them was slapped underground.

Mo Qian complained: "Little baby, it's better to go back and find something else to do. Cultivation is really not suitable for you."

Elder Li climbed up from the ground, his injuries were not serious. He was mainly because he was so angry that he was injured internally. He wanted to kill Mo Qian directly. Just as he was about to fight again, the Wanzong Alliance surrendered.

Seeing that Elder Li was going to humiliate himself, Ruan Ting could only shout: "This Ten Thousand Sects Alliance loses, Elder Li, come down."

When Elder Li heard Ruan Ting's words, although he was a little poor, he had to rely on it. It seemed that Ruan Ting's status in the sect was also very high.

Ruan Ting was also extremely shocked when she looked at Mo Qian on the field, but she still said calmly: "Mr. Mo, I haven't seen you for a long time, so I'm fine."

Mo Qian saw Ruan Ting greeting him and replied sarcastically, "Mr. Ruan, I am really destined to see you here."

Ruan Ting also heard Mo Qian's words, her expression remained unchanged, and she said with a smile, "Yes, the little girl Ruan Ting in Tongmu Sect, I wonder which expert Mo Sect always has?"

Mo Qianke didn't like the other party's behavior of robbing disciples of other people's sects in private, and was unwilling to say more, "There is no sect, nor is it a master! What advice do you have?"

Ruan Ting didn't know where she got offended the other party. Seeing that Mo Qian always had something to say in her words, she could only say honestly: "My Tongmu Sect hosted the Wanzong Alliance, which is also for the sake of the martial arts world. I also hope that Mr. Mo can help each other and withdraw from this competition. How about it?"

Mo Qian didn't want to listen to the other party's nonsense. Although it's nothing to find a qualified disciple among the sects of cultivation, this stealing behavior makes people feel a little shameful. "This matter is undiscussed. Quanzhen teaches me to help you. Who will come to you?"

Ruan Ting didn't get in, and there was no way to do it, "Then I can only meet Mr. Mo for a while."

Ruan Ting was about to go to the martial arts training ground, but was stopped by another elder behind her, "Saint, let me do it."

This elder has been living behind the scenes in the Tongmu Sect. He was a figure from the time he was in charge of the sect. Now his cultivation is unfathomable. Unlike the elder Li, he came out this time not to assist Ruan Ting, but to secretly protect her.

When Ruan Ting saw the elder who had lived for more than two thousand years, she did not dare to be rude and said, "Elder Cao, Ruan Ting listened to the orders."

Elder Cao was not high-profile and slowly walked onto the martial arts training ground. "Fellow Daoist Mo, I'll compete with you."

Seeing that there was an old man coming up again, Mo Qian felt very comfortable with his expression and tone, and he couldn't bear to insult him, "Okay, what do you call him?"

Elder Cao reported his family's family: "The elder Cao Feng of Tongmu Sect has been practicing for more than two thousand years."

When Mo Qian heard this, he seemed to be a simple person. As a casual cultivator, he was able to become an immortal by relying on that magical cultivation technique. The children of this sect can practice for more than two thousand years, and their cultivation level has been about to touch the shadow of the immortal. However, now this world is absolutely impossible to break through that step. It can be seen from his old form that he is probably still a little short of reaching the Mahayana stage to get along with the gods of heaven. He also signed up and replied: "Mo Qian, no sect, no sect, has been practicing for more than three thousand years."

Mo Qian's answer shocked the audience, whether it was a martial artsman or a cultivator. Everyone thought to themselves, no wonder they called him a little baby just now. It turned out that Mo Qian was so big, and now he could still maintain this young body. Is he already an immortal?

Cao Feng also felt a little awe when he heard this, "It turns out that fellow Taoists are already Mahayana monks, they are disrespectful and disrespectful. They sigh that they are not as good as they are, but they also want to ask for advice."

Mo Qian didn't say anything nonsense, took out his magic weapon, Liuguangsword and took it out.

Cao Feng seemed not good at using magic weapons, and he didn't see any moves, waiting for Mo Qian to take action.

Mo Qian didn't know if the other party was slow, so he waved his sword and slashed it. He saw Cao Feng's palm open, a green vine grew out, and then quickly grew bigger, growing the size of an ordinary person's thigh, sweeping towards Mo Qian.

When Mo Qian saw that it was such a magical magic, he did not avoid it. He used the immortal power to bless the sword and chopped the green vine. After brushing a few swords, the green vine cut into several knots. Mo Qian wanted to continue chopping over, but Cao Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was obviously internally injured.

The spiritual vine that Cao Feng had just used was linked to his own life, but he didn't expect it to be cut off by Mo Qian. He could only say, "Fellow Taoist is amazing, I admit defeat."

Mo Qian was also a little confused, why did he vomit blood? "Are you okay? If you are in poor health, don't fight like this. You'd better take a good rest."

Ruan Ting knew Elder Cao’s spiritual vine. This spiritual vine should be an immortal object and was connected to Elder Cao’s life. Not to mention cutting him off, it would be very difficult to even hurt the spiritual vine. I don’t know how Mo Qian did it. Is it so scary that the Mahayana cultivator?

Of course, what Ruan Ting didn't know was that Mo Qian was not a cultivator at all. He could certainly cut off this immortal object with the sword blessed by the immortal power. As a result, a great master of cultivating was defeated directly because of the cut of the spiritual object in his own life.

Mo Qian saw that it was over, so he wanted to fight quickly: "Hey, you still have another place, who will join?"

After hearing what Mo Qian said, Ruan Ting said, there was no one who could stand with him, so she said, "Mr. Mo. We lost this competition. You can take the marrow-cleaning pill. Mr. Mo, I think we will continue to meet."
Chapter completed!