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While they were competing, five men in black robes walked over quietly and stood behind the man with silver masks. The five men were wearing hideous ghost masks, only half of their chins exposed.

The leader had two sharp corners on his mask. At this moment, he was lowering his head and approaching the silver masked man, his lips opening and closing, as if he was reporting something.

The man in silver mask held his hands behind his back, and listened for a few words with his face, then raised his right palm and signaled him to pause.

His cold eyes slowly swept across everyone present, and only when he saw Chen Mo, he could feel a hint of warmth.

Ouyang Tuo's face turned black at this moment. He stared at the person who had just spoken and mocked him, with fierce eyes: "Shan Yu Yingwei, don't be so mean to deceive the public! He was clearly an attack on me just now..."

"Enough!" Shen Tu Mengting interrupted Ouyang Tuo's argument. She knew that it was meaningless to say this now. It was a fact that Ouyang Tuo was slapped away with a palm. Unless he could defeat that person, it would be a foregone conclusion that Qinghua Sect was embarrassed.

She walked slowly forward, the purple skirt whirled in the wind, and every step seemed extremely heavy.

The last step was settled, she stopped three feet away from the man in black, her eyes slowly swept across his body, and her eyes were filled with scrutiny.

During the competition, in order to avoid confusion, every disciple of the participating sect must wear clothing with sect emblems. If there is no emblem, he is a casual cultivator.

Finally, her eyes fell on a mark in the corner of the black robe, and a confident smile appeared on her lips: "You are a disciple of the Rakshasa Sect? I wonder what you call me?"

The man in black seemed to have noticed Shen Tu Mengting's existence now, and his eyes paused slightly on her, then swept away calmly, and finally fell on Chen Mo.

He nodded to Chen Mo, his lips curled slightly, and he smiled slightly, and said, "Brother, we are meeting again!"

Chen Mo had actually recognized him a long time ago, but the situation was complicated just now and he had no chance to say hello to him. He also smiled and greeted him: "Brother Chen Yue!"

Chen Yue looked happy in his eyes hidden behind the Silver Fox mask, and his whole temperament seemed to have changed in an instant.

He suddenly raised his head and laughed: "Haha~ I haven't seen you for so many years, and I'm still worried that you don't remember to be for your brother~" The laughter was cheerful and generous, and there was no sign of the cold look he had just looked to others.

Seeing this scene, the Rakshasa sects following him suddenly took a step back collectively. They took a breath of air conditioning, as if they had seen something incredible.

Under Chen Yue's cold glance, the people suddenly had a cold war, collectively closed their voices, lowered their heads and remained motionless.

The people from Qinghua Sect looked stunned, not because they met Chen Mo and Chen Yue, but because Chen Yue ignored Shen Tu Mengting's attitude. They could not imagine that someone could ignore Shen Tu Mengting's charm.

In the past, it was not without people who deliberately pretended to be cold, trying to attract Shen Tu Mengting's attention. However, every time she opened her mouth, the person would break his skills and show joy, and for this, he was ridiculed by others.

However, at this moment, Chen Yue subverted their usual cognition.

Shen Tu Mengting received such a cold treatment for the first time, and she did not calm down at the beginning. Her expression changed on her face and said coldly to Chen Yue: "It seems that you don't take my Qinghua Sect seriously. I can't say that I will ask for advice on behalf of Qinghua Sect!"

Countless blue mysterious auras suddenly rose up around her, like orchids and leaves, and also like mandala leaves, gently surrounding her body, as if comforting her emotions.

Shen Tu Mengting was immersed in it, her expression returned to normal, and a gentle smile appeared.

Her right hand raised gently, as if it was slow and fast, and the purple sleeves drew an arc. Her right fingers squeezed repeatedly, which was dazzling.

"Lotus in Prosperous Times!"

A green translucent lotus bloomed with her body as the center, protecting her whole body. In order to ensure her safety, she actually released a protective cover from the beginning.

At the same time, her lower left hand gently raised, and a finger on her fingertips was completed.

"Binding Qingsie!"

Shen Tu Mengting pointed forward with her left hand, and the blue leaf-shaped Xuangang around her suddenly became firm, and then they gathered forward and entangled each other, like a pair of skilled hands, weaving them into a stream, turning into a long blue rope, and tangling towards Chen Yue.

Chen Yue was about to reminisce about the past with Chen Mo, but he was interrupted by someone and was in a bad mood. He turned his head suddenly and scolded, "Noisy!"

There was a hint of chill in his eyes when he looked at Shen Tu Mengting.

At this moment, the long blue rope was already close at hand. He casually pulled out his left hand behind him, waved forward, and suddenly rushed out of his sleeves, spinning like a sharp blade and slashing towards the long blue rope.

"Puchi~" "Puchi~"

Several sounds of breaking sounded at the same time, and the long blue rope broke into several sections and scattered in the air.

However, the ice blue Xuangang did not stop. After a slight spiral, it circled back and instantly danced into a mess.

I heard countless "puff" breaking sounds, and countless broken green Xuangang debris were sprinkled down.

"He is really Brother Chen Yue, why has he become so powerful?" Zhou Mingxuan was very surprised and asked involuntarily.

"Yes~" Chen Mo was also very moved. Since Jiutian Juebing parted, he had not seen Chen Yue for more than four years. He thought that his progress in recent years had been great, but he didn't expect that Brother Chen Yue was far ahead. It seems that he was still not working hard enough~

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on Chen Yue and Shen Tu Mengting. Taking this opportunity, Zhaocai took a few steps and finally moved back to Yuan Haocang.

Yuan Haocang breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes, turned his back, took out his eyes and started to trick him secretly.

When Wu Tiangang saw Shen Tu Mengting taking action, he thought there was no good show, but he didn't expect that Chen Yue's strength was beyond his expectations. He couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning: "Hiss... When did this person appear in the Rakshasa Sect? Why haven't you heard of it before? Tsk tsk ~ This momentum and attitude, I almost thought it was the eldest brother who came back just now."

Shanyu Yingwei kept staring at Shentu Mengting, and almost drooled. Hearing this, he subconsciously retorted: "Nonsense, how can he compete with his elder brother?"

Wu Tiangang looked at his appearance as a pig brother speechlessly and slapped him on the back of the head.

Shanyu Yingwei was beaten and muttered a few dissatisfaction, but his eyes finally took back from Shentu Mengting and turned to Chen Yue. He was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and said in wonder: "It seems a bit like it carefully."

Wu Tiangang smiled and commented calmly: "Although his strength is still a little different than that of the elder brother, if you work hard, I guess there is still hope for the top ten."

Shen Tu Mengting was frustrated with one move, but her expression on her face did not change. She seemed to be calmer than usual when she entered the state of fighting.

Her calm eyes fell on Chen Yue and said lightly: "It seems that ordinary moves can't do anything to you anymore~ Try my "one leaf blinding" move."

She turned around suddenly, and the hem of the skirt spread out, like a slowly blooming purple iris. No one could see clearly when she could pinch her hand. When she looked back, her right hand raised like a flower, and a thick green leaf shone with light at her fingertips.

The green leaves slowly passed by her eyes, and the Xuangang surrounding her body was attracted, and they all stood against it, melting into it like ice and snow. After a while, the Xuangang around her had disappeared.

Shen Tu Mengting flipped her palm and blew out at the green leaves, which flew out.

The small green leaves, which seemed as light as willow catkins, exuded an oppressive aura as heavy as a mountain, pressing towards Chen Yue as heavy as a mountain.

Chen Yue seemed not to feel the heavy pressure, and his hands were carrying no movement at all.

Looking at the flying green leaves, he narrowed his eyes, and the cold light in his eyes became even more intense. His time is precious, but he has no time to waste on irrelevant people!

A scattered tiny ice crystal suddenly appeared beside him, instantly spreading a large area around him. These ice crystals reflected the sunlight and emitted a tiny light, crystal clear, instantly as if they were in the illusion of ice and snow.

The floating green leaves seemed to have lost their target and suddenly began to roam around.

He lit his toes on the ground, his black robe was about to fly, and his whole body turned into a black light, passing through the dreamy and chaotic ice crystal area, and suddenly flew to Shentu Mengting.

Just as he stood still, he raised his right hand, and the black and red aura condensed his fingertips, like the ghost claws of the underworld, inserted into the blue lotus guard.

The black and red aura was strongly corrosive, and the thick lotus petals seemed to become weak and did not form much resistance. However, they were penetrated in one breath, and Chen Yue's white fingertips swept across Shentu Mengting's head.

Behind him, the little green leaves trapped in the ice crystal finally completely lost control and fell to the ground, making a loud "boom~".

A large piece of bluestone was instantly concave, and countless bluestones were shaken into powder, but there was no trace of green leaves on the ground.

"You...!" Shen Tu Mengting could no longer maintain her calmness. She looked at the hairpin in Chen Yue's hand in shock and angrily, and reached out to grab it.

"Ha~" Chen Yue's figure floated away instantly, avoiding Shen Tu Mengting's hand, a trace of evil sneer came from the corner of his mouth, and sent a voice to Shen Tu Mengting: "If you still want to get the hairpin back, it's best not to bother you anymore."

Shen Tu Mengting was stunned, looking at the flower in his hand, his eyes hesitant.

Ouyang Tuozheng was very depressed. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel relieved. He had never even got the hairpin of Junior Tu's sister Shen Tu. How could he let another man take it?

He suddenly flew forward, trying to snatch the hairpin from Chen Yue.

"Crack~"

A blue-white lightning flashed by, and Chen Mo's figure appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

"You get out of here!"

Ouyang Tuo's anger was furious, and countless winds gathered in his palm and slapped Chen Mo with one palm.
Chapter completed!