After the words fell, except for the monks from the Western Region, most of the other monks watching the battle breathed a sigh of relief.

The gazes they cast on the monks watching the battle in the Western Region were a little more narrow-minded.

Look, the unlucky guy is there.

In the Yangxin Taichung, a man wearing a gray shirt walked out of the team of monks from the Western Regions.

His expression was calm and his eyes were firm, showing no sign of dissatisfaction or frustration because he was the first to fight.

"This is the 'Blood Killing Sword' Ye Mo, ranked twenty-seventh on the yellow list, a disciple of the Longxiang Bodhi Academy, and the third most popular person besides Yan Fei and Sha Manzi.

He followed the purest path of martial arts and body cultivation. He mastered the wood-burning sword technique and made a mid-grade heavenly weapon, the blood-killing sword, hence the name."

Among the team of monks in the Middle Spirit Realm, a male monk in a blue robe whispered to the handsome monk next to him.

Then the man curled his lips again and said, "He's just a barbarian. If I were to fight him, I'd have plenty of ways to kill him."

That handsome-looking monk is Zhu Cong, the ‘Ghost Sect Gu’, the number one among the Yuanying monks of the Huanling Sect.

Zhu Cong was ranked fourth on the yellow list fifteen years ago, and he has been in seclusion in the sect ever since, but even so, his ranking has not changed.

It wasn't until Lu Qingshan was born that he took a step back.

But since he hasn't made a move in fifteen years, no one could have predicted what Zhu Cong's current strength would be.

Zhu Cong glanced at Ye Mo, who looked calm, and said slowly: "Don't underestimate others."

The male cultivator in blue robe is Hu Jiao, the ‘Three-Headed Snake’ ranked fifty-sixth on the Yellow List.

He did not refute Zhu Cong, but his expression clearly revealed that he did not take Zhu Cong's advice seriously.

"Ji Chuan and Lu Qingshan from the Eastern Region were not present... Is there any special situation?" Zhu Cong asked again.

He had been in seclusion in the sect for a long time, so he didn't know much about these things. Instead, he needed explanations from his junior disciples.

"I saw Ji Chuan back then, and he was indeed very powerful, but I had never heard of this Lu Qingshan before I went into seclusion." Zhu Cong said softly.

"Lu Qingshan is a person who has suddenly become famous in just two years. It's normal for senior brothers to have never heard of him.

As for why the two of them didn't come, I don't know what happened.

But if you think about it carefully, Ji Chuan has not appeared in front of the public for two years, and Lu Qingshan has also disappeared for a year, which can be regarded as a warning.

However, this dojo competition is so important. Even Senior Brother, you were called out of seclusion by the master. These two people must have encountered some special situation that made them unable to escape, otherwise they would not have missed this competition.

of."

After a pause, Hu She continued: "Except for these two, as a Taoist sect, Jian Zong only has one Huangbang monk left, the tenth-ranked 'Frost Sword' Xue Hanfeng. Jian Zong is really full of talents."

ah."

"There is no need to cling to this bit of ridicule," Zhu Cong said very indifferently and objectively commented: "Jianzong always follows the elite route. The number of Yuanying monks is only more than 200, and there are only three Huangban monks.

And they are all in the top ten on the yellow list. Who among other Taoist sects, including our Huanling Sect, can do this?"

…

In another corner, among the team of monks from the Western Regions.

"Senior Brother Yan Fei, it's such a pity that Ji Chuan from the Sword Sect didn't come. I wanted to see senior brother defeat him and win the honor of being at the top of the yellow list for our Dragon Elephant."

"It's just a false name, and I'm about to break through to Lianxu. The yellow list can't accommodate me," Yan Fei glanced at Ye Mo who was leaving the team, and replied casually: "This time, I just have to rush to Lianxu before I can be promoted to Lianxu."

This Snail Dojo remains in our Western Region."

The six regions had already communicated with each other, so Ye Mo, who was the first to appear, waited quietly for a long time, but no one took the initiative to challenge him.

When Xixiang saw this scene, a shadow appeared in his eyes.

He knew very well that he was waiting to attack them in the Eastern Region.

Sure enough, after a while, King Qingmei announced: "Since no monk has taken the initiative to challenge, Ye Mo will now designate someone to fight."

Ye Mo glanced around the whole place, and finally, as expected, stopped at the camp of the Eastern Region monks.

He raised his hands towards the monks from the Eastern Region and said loudly: "I have long admired the name of Hou Tonghai, the 'Seven-Star Hand', Ye Mo, please give me some advice."

‘Seven Star Hand’ Hou Tonghai is not a disciple of the Sword Sect, but the top sect in the Eastern Region, the number one Nascent Soul cultivator in the Xingxiu Sect.

This is a tall and thin monk.

Seeing his name being called, Hou Tonghai, who had expected it, his eyelids twitched and he walked forward without saying a word.

The two of them stood in front of the thirty-six mountain and sea pillars. The Green Eyebrow King stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the two of them.

"After you two enter the realm, just go all out and leave the rest to me." Qingmei King said slowly.

This is the self-confidence of an eighth-level monk. If you reach the level of King Qingmei, it would be a joke if you couldn't even master the battle between two Nascent Soul monks.

Hou Tonghai and Ye Mo bowed to King Qingmei and thanked him.

The Green Eyebrow King nodded slightly, then flicked his finger, and a little spiritual light popped up and landed in the center of the thirty-six mountain and sea pillars.

The next moment, all the Dao patterns on one of the mountain and sea pillars lit up.

"The small realm of this battle is the Yellow Sand Realm, you two, be prepared!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Dao pattern on the mountain and sea pillar immediately turned into a spiritual light, and the 'Blood Killing Sword' Ye Mo and the 'Seven Star Hand' Hou Tonghai were involved in it, and disappeared.

Then, water rippled on the many jade screen walls erected all around, and scenes emerged from them.

The entire Huangsha world has appeared on the screen wall.

This is a small desert realm with a radius of nearly a hundred miles.

As for the landing point of the two people, it completely simulates the most common form of encounter in monk fighting: random!

Unfortunately, the landing points of these two people were no more than ten miles apart.

In other words, the two of them didn't have much time to familiarize themselves with the terrain, and the battle was already about to break out.

There is no so-called courtesy, but contains the aggrievedness and anger of being targeted. Hou Tonghai, the "Seven-Star Hand", immediately burst out.

Starlight flickered in his hands, seven bright stars in the shape of a spoon, extremely dazzling.

This is a branch of the true meaning of the stars, the Beidou artistic conception.

Using his hands as a spoon, Hou Tonghai jumped into the air and swept straight towards Ye Mo.

Ye Mo looked at Hou Tonghai who was attacking him with a smile, and with a clang, a huge red sword appeared in his hand.

Blood killing knife!

As a physical cultivator, how could Ye Mo be afraid of close combat?

Seeing Hou Tonghai taking the initiative to attack him, he just wanted to get what he wanted, so he simply stood there quietly with his sword in hand.

One is as fast as lightning and rushes forward, while the other is as motionless as a mountain and waits.

But in an instant, the two figures were separated by a hundred feet.

The next moment, seven stars flew out, and three layers of golden light appeared on Ye Mo's body.

The third turn of Buddhism, the top defensive skill.

Ye Mo, who was waiting for work, finally moved, holding a blood-killing knife as heavy as a thousand swords and slashing at the seven stars flying towards him.

The sword technique was powerful, but in Ye Mo's hands, the blood-killing knife was as light as a sword, and it swung out waves of afterimages.

Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Magical Power: Burning Wood Sword Technique.

Once mastered, you can use this sword technique to make ninety-nine eighty-one cuts at a spiritual tree. The blade will not damage the wood at all, but the power contained in the sword can ignite the spiritual wood and create a fire, hence the name.

Therefore, this sword technique is famous for its speed and dark power.

Clang clang clang!

A deafening crash sounded instantly.

The two exchanged dozens of blows in an instant, and then passed each other.

Although the seven stars in Hou Tonghai's hand still flickered as before, he could feel that the blood all over his body seemed to be on fire. He was so uncomfortable that he had obviously been injured by the dark energy in the wood-burning knife.

However, Ye Mo's three layers of golden light were as stable as bells, but he was truly unscathed.

The gap between the Dao Sect and the top sects is not that easy to bridge.

Hou Tonghai gritted his teeth, his eyes full of stubbornness, unwilling to admit defeat.

He controlled the seven stars in his hand to fly out, surrounding him like a star, and then carrying the stars, he crashed into Ye Mo again.

Ding ding ding!

The blades of the swords touched each other, making crisp sword sounds.

In the Cause and Effect Building, two figures passed each other and then stood with their backs facing each other.

Lu Qingshan's arm had a wound deep enough to show the bone.

Blood was flowing out from it, flowing down the wrist, to the hilt of Longque's sword, and then slid down to the sword body.

"Young Master..." Qin Yitian felt extremely distressed.

Lu Qingshan was silent, turned around slowly, and looked at the evil elephant standing opposite, who was also holding a sword.

Guiyuan Zhenzun.

Guiyuan Zhenzun, whose strength has increased several times.

Zhenzun Guiyuan was smiling evilly at Lu Qingshan, "Jie Jie Jie Jie——"

Lu Qingshan's face was as pale as paper at this time, but his eyes were bloodshot.

The protracted battle had brought his mind to its limit.

Even so, he still had no intention of backing down.

Lu Qingshan stamped his feet and took the initiative to sprint towards Zhenzun Guiyuan.
To be continued...