Boom boom boom——

Continuous explosions were heard, and the group of Yiyue Xianyuan disciples who had gathered around them were all hit by sword blades filled with thunder and lightning, and were forcefully knocked away for a distance.

The terrifying power of thunder and lightning still remained on their bodies, even causing smoke to emit from their bodies.

When everyone saw this scene, their eyes were shocked. The cultivation level of this man in white was actually the first level of the True God Realm! When did Tianshu Immortal Academy recruit such talented people?

Feng Xinglan looked slightly cold and drew his sword quickly and accurately again.

This time, it was a different sword move.

The sword blades struck one after another, forcing the elite disciples of the Yiyue Immortal Academy to retreat continuously and almost fell out of the ring.

The elite disciples of Yiyue Immortal Academy suddenly looked ugly. They looked at each other and then besieged Feng Xinglan together.

"superior!"

In an instant, the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword came, accompanied by the light of blood.

The disciples of Tianshu Immortal Academy looked at Feng Xinglan's back and were filled with gratitude. Just as they breathed a sigh of relief, they were attacked by another wave of people, which made them tremble in fear as they held their weapons.

The dark-skinned boy Lin Zimo gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Don't underestimate us, watch our moves!"

Lin Zimo immediately swung his sword against one of the elite disciples of the Yiyue Immortal Academy. The two swords intersected and made a sharp sound.

The elite disciple of Yiyue Xianyuan raised his eyes disdainfully, "Your moves are terrible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed down Lin Zimo's long sword with force, and the sword blade cut directly into Lin Zimo's shoulder. Lin Zimo's face instantly turned pale, and he screamed.

The elite disciple of the Yiyue Immortal Academy sneered: "You are only at the seventh level of the demigod realm, what big words are you talking about?"

After that, he raised his sword and was about to slash Lin Zimo off the ring with his sword. Suddenly, a hand silently placed on his shoulder, which made his hand holding the sword suddenly shake.

He looked back and saw a handsome young man with water-stained clothes standing next to him.

Qi Po smiled awkwardly and begged cautiously: "Fellow Taoist, can you give me some face? Let my junior brother go."

Lin Zimo's face turned slightly dark: "..." It's so embarrassing.

The elite disciple was stunned. He immediately checked his cultivation level and discovered that Qi Pocai was at the second level of pseudo-god realm. Anger suddenly came from his chest. He was actually afraid of this useless young man for a moment just now. It was really

shameful!

"Who do you think you are? Get off the ring together!"

The elite disciple roared and struck at Qi Po with his sword. Unexpectedly, Qi Po disappeared at some point. When he reappeared, he was actually stabbed through the shoulder by Qi Po from behind.

"Ahhhh..."

Lin Zimo's eyes widened in horror.

What's going on?!

Qi Po stabbed the elite disciple's shoulder with his sword, then rushed forward, shouting with an extremely serious face: "Then you go down first!"

The elite disciple was 'held up' by Qi Po with his sword and forced out of the ring.

Everyone was shocked: "???" Isn't this guy at the second level of the pseudo-god realm? Why can he kill an elite disciple of the fourth level of the god-human realm in seconds?

Even Pihou was stunned for a moment, thinking he was hallucinating. He couldn't help but rub his eyes, but what he saw was a realistic scene.

"This kid Qi Po..."

…

At this time, Qingfeng and Mo Yu did not really let go to fight, they only protected the disciples of Tianshu Immortal Academy from time to time.

The two of them are like the strongest guards. Whoever attacks will be beaten.

Yan Chen summoned the cauldron. His expression was gentle, but his actions were extremely rough. Moreover, there was a layer of curse totem formed on top of his cauldron.

The curse is 'powerlessness'.

If you are hit by this cauldron, you will immediately lose mobility for three seconds.

In these three seconds, it was enough for Yan Chen to shoot someone in the head.

The explosion of "bang bang bang" made many people present feel goosebumps all over their bodies. Every time it was hit, it was like their own brains were being exploded. What a terrifying weapon this cauldron is!

"Where did the curse totem on his cauldron come from? Among the five states, there are very few curse techniques. Is it possible that he is the successor of the curse technique?"

"He is a magic alchemist, right? Otherwise, how could there be a cauldron?"

"No, he may just think it's convenient for Dinglu to beat people! Is this a hobby?"

"The disciples who faced him were so miserable!"

At this time, the deans of the Eight Great Immortals looked at the cursed totem seal on the Yanchen Cauldron, and a faint light flashed in their eyes. As far as they knew, only a certain secret realm in the 'Nameless Land' contained a curse.

Technique, then where did the man in purple get the cauldron with the cursed seal?

Even Pihou's face became a little solemn, and his eyes moved slightly.

The impression that curses bring to the world is evil, and now Yan Chen...

Suddenly, the sound of music from the harp was heard.

Moya was seen sitting on the seat with a leisurely expression, with a harp in front of her. Her fingers gently moved the harp, but her eyes were fixed on the young man Mu Yin, and she asked softly: "What's your name?"

Mu Yin raised his eyes and stared at her harp, thought for a while, and said, "Let's talk after we get off the ring."

Moya chuckled, "What? Are you afraid of falling into my illusion?"

Mu Yin raised his eyes coldly. He was indeed afraid that after being possessed by the illusion, the secrets of himself, his friends, and Brother Rong would be leaked.

Especially their relationship with Brother Rong. If it brings trouble to Brother Rong, Azheng will beat him up nine hundred and ninety-nine times!

Mu Yin sneered coldly, "Be careful with your harp, I will chop it to pieces!"

After that, he summoned the double-edged sword.

The young man jumped up, and the double-edged sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a powerful aura. He slashed at Moya's harp without hesitation!

Bang!

Streams of music came out from the harp in an instant and collided with the young man's blade.

Moya's fingers played faster and faster, and the music became more and more intense.

Moya lowered her head slightly, lowered her eyes and stared at the strings seriously, playing with enjoyment. Even though she didn't look at Mu Yin anymore, she could still make the music resist Mu Yin's attacks one by one.

In mid-air, the music continued to turn into actual sharp blades, and countless sharp blades wrapped around Mu Yin one after another, making Mu Yin unable to get close to Mo Ya for a while.

Mu Yin took a few steps back, frowned slightly, stared at Moya who was playing the harp seriously not far away, and thought to himself, what a strong musical attack!

She has achieved the state of 'human and machine becoming one'. Is this the skill that the dean mentioned?

Moreover, her cultivation level should be at...the seventh level of True God Realm!

He is only one level lower than himself.

Mu Yin's eyes narrowed. He couldn't use ghost power here, because exposing ghost power would bring a lot of trouble. Although he was promoted quickly, he still lacked some practical experience, so he couldn't break her for a while.

The field of sound attack'.

After Mu Yin continued to dodge, he attacked again.

At this time, Zhu Ruicai, the dean of Yiyue Xianyuan, couldn't help but smile a little when he saw Mu Yin being entangled by Mo Ya.

Zhu Ruicai chuckled, "Moya can fight across levels, but the skills of a boy in the Junshen realm are still a little immature."
Chapter completed!