"How could this... Ah!"

Li Mucheng covered his face with his hands and felt that he should be regarded as a social death this time.

"Not yet?"

Li Mucheng's elders quickly stretched out their hands, sucked him out of the court and scolded him severely.

Zhou Fengyuan, Li Mucheng and others present were secretly found by the city master of Tianmiao holy city.

Therefore, their elders did not know why their descendants challenged the ethereal sect disciples.

In their opinion, these young people are crazy to be famous.

"In the second game, the disciple of the ethereal sect won."

The drunkard announced the results of the competition, then took a big sip of medicinal wine, enjoyed it on his face, and wanted to continue drinking.

"Does anyone want to continue the competition?"

After drinking the wine, the drunkard looked around for a week and asked.

"I'll come!"

Another young Tianjiao appeared.

She is a woman!

The man is about 1.8 meters tall and has long legs. He is wearing a dress similar to a red cheongsam with a very high fork. He holds a thin sword in his hands.

His accomplishments have reached the four levels of Shenyuan realm!

"Tianmiao holy city, Wenling, please teach me."

Wen Ling glanced at the seat of the ethereal sect disciple, as if looking for an opponent.

"Let me meet you."

Ji Ziling put down her books and got up slowly. Her long purple hair as long as her ankle danced wildly in the wind.

"It's the purple fairy!"

"That's a living textbook. She knows countless spells, magical powers and allusions. She is the most famous talented woman of the ethereal sect. At the same time, she is also the administrator of the library."

"What is an administrator?"

"It's a position similar to that of an elder. He manages the whole library. His position in the library is second only to leader Ye."

The appearance of Ji Ziling immediately caused a sensation.

"Younger martial sister Ziling, Wenling is the fourth level of Shenyuan realm. Are you sure you can win?" Jia Yulan is worried.

"Don't worry, I can." Ji Ziling blinked and walked out slowly. Her breath gradually improved and reached the triple peak of Shenyuan realm.

She is a little lower than Wenling!

Wen Ling kept in mind that his mission was to defeat the disciples of the ethereal sect. Therefore, whether Ji Ziling's cultivation was lower than himself or not, he still stood out.

"In that case, you and I will fight!"

High in the air.

With the word "start" read out, Wen Ling took the lead in launching an attack.

She hurled her swords.

They turned into the virtual shadows of two white real dragons, and the scales on their body surface glittered with cold awns, attacking Ji Ziling left and right.

"Array, Tianyuan shield!"

Ji Ziling didn't panic at all.

Her hands depict the array at the same time. A purple array appears at her feet. A lavender light curtain rises to form a hemispherical shield to firmly protect her.

Clang clang!

The virtual shadows of two white real dragons continue to impact.

However, Tianyuan shield was just shaking on surface and showed no sign of the being broken.

"Kill array, abyss demon emperor!"

Ji Ziling painted the array pattern with both hands again, and there was an abyss behind him, like a huge void crack, from which countless forest cold breath came out.

Vaguely, you can still hear a heart shaking cry.

"Roar!"

Dozens of black demons jumped out, holding huge axes and giving birth to wings on their backs. Each reached the peak level of the inferior demon emperor and killed them with a fierce breath.

"This is a summoning array!"

"I can summon the abyss devil, and there are dozens of them. Ji Ziling's array attainments are very high!"

The powerful forces saw the essence through the phenomenon and felt that Ji Ziling was really a genius.

"Back!"

Facing dozens of demons at the peak level of the inferior demon emperor, Wen Ling was so afraid that he quickly recalled the white real dragon virtual shadow transformed by two flying swords to stop the demons.

Tear it!

More than a dozen abyss demons were torn up by the virtual shadow of the white real dragon. Then they screamed and disappeared.

However, the remaining abyss devil continued to bite.

They are fierce and fearless of death.

Click!

The two white real dragon virtual shadows could not resist the strong siege of the abyss devil, began to break, turned into two flying swords full of cracks, and fell back into Wen Ling's hands.

"I admit defeat!"

Wenlingguo is broken.

Ji Ziling's cultivation is lower than her, but her attainments in array are too high. Even in the face of the five Tianjiao of Shenyuan realm, she can counter pressure and be very strong.

"It's worthy of being a purple fairy. It's too powerful!"

Ji Ziling has a large number of fans.

They come from all major sects and are cheering at the moment, making Ji Ziling's name resound everywhere.

"Congratulations to Tianjiao of the ethereal sect, who won all three wars. Next, will anyone continue to challenge?"

The drunk looked around and asked with a smile.

"I'll come!" Another Tianjiao in Shenyuan territory came on stage. This time, his opponent was Qiao Jiaxi.

"Start!"

The drunkard did not continue to hide and shouted.

In the face of Qiao Jiaxi, who is almost invincible in flesh, the Tianjiao from Tianmiao holy city has nothing to do.

Bang bang!

Qiaojiaxi withstood this man's attack and hit the Tianjiao with three heavy fists, which made him hurt all over, hit the ground heavily and lost the battle completely.

"Is there anyone else to fight?"

Alcoholics look around for a week.

"I'll come!"

As expected, Tianjiao appeared again.

The leader of Tianmiao holy city has arranged ten Tianjiao at the level of Shenyuan realm. They are all very powerful. He doesn't believe that all the disciples of the ethereal sect can follow.

"Next, it's my turn."

Long Tianxing roared and turned into the real dragon form of the second stage. As soon as he finished, he burst his opponent out.

This battle, rolling victory!

However, Tianjiao arranged by the Lord of Tianmiao holy city didn't give up, and new people appeared immediately.

"It's my turn to fight."

Jia Yulan took the stage.

She pinched the formula with both hands and displayed the top magic power "ten thousand flowers divine wind" created by Ye Feng on the basis of the spell "falling flowers", and her body was quickly wrapped by countless pink petals.

They are like a storm. They just roll through the void and blow Jia Yulan's opponent to the ground.

Another crushing victory!

In the future, the competition continued.

In addition to Li Jiaojiao, the remaining true disciples such as Huo Yunjie, Moying and Shi Lei came on stage one after another.

Without exception!

With one move, they crushed their opponents, created ten consecutive victories for the disciples of the ethereal sect, and attracted the shock of the strong from all sides.

"I really deserve to be the true disciple of the ethereal sect. I won all the ten wars. Several of them were rolling games. It's really powerful!"

"Ethereal sect disciple, yyds!"

The crowd got up and cheered and clapped.

Behind the scenes.

Yin rurong watched the disciples of the ethereal sect sweep through the Tianjiao of the younger generation such as Wen Ling and Zhou Fengyuan through a round mirror. He was so angry that he clenched his teeth and slapped the round mirror.

"Even the disciples of the ethereal sect can't fight. What's the use of you, a group of useless waste!"

The voice was so angry that he kept grinding his teeth.

If she wasn't afraid of being recognized, she really wanted to release an avatar and pretend to be the pride of a certain force to sweep the disciples of the ethereal sect, so as to discredit the ethereal sect.

……

Ethereal Zong, zongmen square.

"Next, are there any Taoist friends who need to compete?" As a referee, alcoholics always have a smiling face and a soft voice.

"I'll come!" Someone else came on stage.

However, this person did not challenge the ethereal sect disciple, but made an appointment with his old opponent to fight over the zongmen square.

After them, there were dozens of competitions.

Three hours later.

Ye Feng thinks it's almost time.

He looked around and said:

"Dear Taoist friends, this is the end of the four-star star star promotion celebration. Thank you for your support!"

But everyone thought it was not enjoyable.

The disciples of the ethereal sect won all the ten battles, almost all of them were crushed, and there was no suspense.

As for the following dozens of competitions, although they were all good, they always felt that something was missing.

Tear it!

Suddenly, the sound of the broken sky sounded.

Then.

A gloomy voice spread slowly.

"Jie Jie......"

"So many people?"

"It seems that today we can not only kill Ye Feng, but also easily hit the major forces in mainland China. It's really killing more with one stone!"

Everyone felt creepy when they heard the speech.

When they looked up, they could see a huge crack in the sky, from which two great figures came out, wearing a set of colorful armor, which was very powerful.

"It's the fog saint and the holy emperor of Lingwei!"

Ye Feng looked at these two figures and found that they exuded pure and mighty holy power. They were not separated, but real bodies!

Boom!

The two holy lands exuded terrible authority.

This moment.

The unstoppable majestic holy power overlapped and was severely suppressed, making all the practitioners in the field stay in place.

Even if it is a four turn quasi saint, it can't get rid of it.

"It's the real body of the Holy Land!"

"It's over!"

Many practitioners looked horrified, like the end of the day.