The bluestone cracked, and a large pit suddenly appeared on the ground.

There was a figure lying at the bottom of the pit, its limbs twitching slightly, and it fell into a coma.

In another direction, Xiaoyao Peak You Zong was stunned and turned around to leave without saying a word.

He has just taken one step.

The violent wind was howling behind him.

Sweeping people directly into it.

When the weather calmed down, there was another figure in ragged clothes, lying motionless on the ground.

Wei Tao slowly turned around and looked at Luo Pingsheng, who was the only one left in the field.

Gudong!

Luo Pingsheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

Facing that calm gaze, I felt like a trembling lamb, about to die in the tiger's mouth.

"Those two people have fallen, what should I do!?"

"I can't fight, I can't even run, what should I do, what should I do!?"

In the flash of lightning, Luo Pingsheng suddenly felt blessed and thought of a solution that was not a solution.

He immediately clasped his hands and said, "Wei Daozi, I admit..."

boom!

The ground moved again, and thunder exploded.

He completely blocked what Luo Pingsheng wanted to say.

"Luo Daozi doesn't need to say anything. I know you are here, waiting to fight me!"

"Sixth Revolution Xuanyuan, take my punch!"

Boom!!!

Luo Pingsheng's expression was distorted and he flew out upside down.

Before falling into coma, his mouth was still opening and closing, trying to really finish the word "admit defeat".

The smoke and dust dispersed, leaving a dead silence inside and outside the martial arts arena.

The Taoist disciples of each sect did not speak, but stared blankly at the figure below.

Even if he suddenly covered his chest and showed some pain on his face, no one would dare to jump down and challenge him again.

Three punches, three Taoists, and two chiefs among them.

Even the elders who led the team to participate in the competition would not be able to achieve such a record.

Snap!

Above the main building, a muffled sound suddenly sounded.

The leader of the Zixiao Sect smashed the table in front of him with an angry look on his face, "Yuan Yiwei Tao, you are simply bullying others!"

In a flash, she was already at the edge of the balcony.

With cold eyes, he lowered his head and looked down.

Wei Tao slowly raised his head, the pained expression on his face disappeared.

He looked up at the main building, clasped his fists and bowed, "Junior wants to know what the senior means."

"You know exactly what I mean!"

"The seniors are secretive when talking, so the juniors don't know clearly."

Wei Tao straightened his body and looked at the elder of Zixiao Sect without giving in.

"Elder, if you still have something to say, don't be so arrogant. It's better to go down to the martial arts arena and speak to the juniors, so that I can listen to your reasoning and see if it can stand up to me."

"you……"

The Zixiao Sect elder's face turned red, and he felt like a sentence was stuck in his mouth, but he couldn't say it no matter what.

As an elder of Zixiao Sect, to be squeezed into such a position by a Qinglin Mountain disciple is really hard to swallow.

She moved slightly on her toes, and then she was nailed to the spot again. She would rather crush the red bricks of the balcony than move a step forward.

Going down is easy, just a slight jump.

The hard thing is what to do after going down.

If she really acted without speculation, she really had no idea whether she could defeat Yuan Daozi below.

After all, even if she had been herself, she might not have been able to defeat the three Taoists working together.

So, now entering the martial arts arena and facing this monster secretly cultivated by Yuan Yiyi, we have no confidence to defeat it.

The elder of the Zixiao Sect looked gloomy and uncertain, his eyes flickered hesitantly, and he was a little confused for a moment.
Chapter completed!