When Chi Lang fell from the sky and slashed down with his sword, the entire arena was razed to the ground, and countless wooden boards collapsed in all directions.

Even the Dharma barrier condensed by Yuan Kong was impacted by this powerful sword energy, and ripples appeared like ripples.

But some people around were miserable. Many of them were knocked away by wooden boards. There was also a Taoist Priest in Qingyi who couldn't block the powerful sword energy and was knocked back seven or eight steps. He finally managed to stabilize himself.

Body shape.

After everything settled, I immediately looked in the direction of the arena.

But Chilang was standing in the ruins, with his sword box under his feet. The sword box was open, and the magic swords that had been scattered everywhere flew back one by one from everywhere, and he

There was also a silver-white sword in his hand.

When the wind blows, the robe flutters with the wind, showing an indescribable freedom and grace.

This scene was naturally shocking in the eyes of the young Taoist nuns in Maoshan. They were simply stunningly handsome.

Many female Taoist nuns could no longer control themselves and cheered loudly.

Even many young male disciples also cheered loudly and fell in admiration.

Brother Gu and I made a unified movement, "poof" on the ground, and we were so pissed off. After a while, our sloppy Taoist priest will deal with you severely and beat you until your teeth are all over the floor. See if you still

How to act cool.

The sloppy Taoist priest in our family is the most handsome, and his opponents are all stinky daddies.

Looking at Chi Yuan again, after receiving the terrifying blow from Chi Lang, he had already fallen out of the ring.

However, the kid's injury was not serious. When Chilang's sword fell, a solid barrier surrounded him. At this moment, he got up from the ground, but his face looked a little pale, and his Taoist robe was torn off.

It was broken a lot and there was a trace of blood on the corner of the mouth.

But at least he's still standing.

After standing up, Na Chilang still maintained a good demeanor. He stood on the sword box and saluted Chiyuan: "Senior Brother Chiyuan's methods are extraordinary. Junior Brother narrowly defeated one move and accepted the offer."

Chiyuan took a deep breath, smiled, and quickly returned the gift: "Junior brother Chilang is superior in skill. Senior brother, I am convinced that I lost. Thank you very much, junior brother, for your teaching."

Although this kind of competition is a matter of life and death, you must go all out.

After the winner was decided, everyone was still harmonious. After all, they were all from the same sect, so there wouldn't be much hatred.

This is exactly the result that Maoshan Sect wants to see.

After your cultivation reaches a certain level, the natural pattern will become much larger, and you won't care about such things.

Then, an old Taoist in Qingyi stepped forward and announced the results of the competition. Naturally, Chi Lang won again.

After this competition, there were only two people left, Chilang and Chiwen.

They are the final ultimate showdown, the pinnacle battle.

In this battle, the winner must be decisive.

After announcing the results of the competition, Elder Long Shan immediately jumped up to a high platform and said loudly: "This time the Maoshan Sect's assessment of the disciples with the word 'Zhi' finally won the top three. Now only the top three are left."

The two disciples Wen and Chilang, considering that the two disciples have just finished the competition, consumed a lot of spiritual power and each suffered injuries, so after unanimous discussion among the elders, the competition between the two brothers will be postponed to an hour later.

For the sake of fairness, give them some time to recover individually before competing again!"

Unexpectedly, the Maoshan Sect's competition was quite humane, leaving time for the disciples to recuperate.

This is the best thing to do. The sloppy Taoist priest was injured just now and has not fully recovered yet. The effect of ten thousand-year-old snow lotus in repairing physical damage is still very powerful. After an hour, the sloppy Taoist priest's injuries will be almost healed.

Furthermore, the sloppy Taoist priest has a way to repair his injuries on his own, which is to shoot a stream of Nirvana fire at himself, which can also quickly restore his injuries.

After Elder Long Shan announced this matter, everyone looked for a place to rest.

At this time, people kept coming towards the sloppy Taoist priest. Among them were a few junior sisters from Xiu Nu Peak. They came to greet the sloppy Taoist priest with red faces. I saw another female disciple and gave him a gift.

Embroidered sachets and other things, the key is that this shameless guy actually accepted them.

After this competition, the sloppy Taoist priest was still in the top two no matter what. Even if he lost to Chi Lang, he was still the best in his generation.

The sloppy Taoist priest was very busy, constantly dealing with people from all walks of life.

However, compared to his side, there were more people on Chilang's side, several times as many as the sloppy Taoist priests.

Obviously, among the people of the Maoshan Sect, the vast majority still believe that Chi Lang will definitely win the final victory.

Even I feel that with Chi Lang's fighting ability, the sloppy Taoist priest is definitely no match.

But one thing I have to say is that the sloppy Taoist priest is a real bad guy. Who knows what other tricks this kid has, but he still has a certain winning rate.

After finally sending the group of people away, the sloppy Taoist priest's eyes suddenly became a little nervous and hesitant, and his eyes were still scanning around.

I know that he is looking for the real figure of Songhe.

At this time, the sloppy Taoist priest must be thinking in his heart, Master, Master, look at how much face I have given you, the final showdown is about to begin, why don't you just take a look.

Soon, a few of us gathered around the sloppy Taoist priest. While he was in a daze, I snatched the sachet given to him by the junior sister from his hand, held it up to my nose and smelled it: "

It smells good, my junior sister’s craftsmanship is pretty good, I’ve kept this sachet, and I’ll treat it as the interest you paid for lending me the Tiangang Seal.”

The sloppy Taoist priest finally came back to his senses, glanced at me, and said with a smile: "Just take it and treat it as the interest on the money I borrowed from you. I don't want it. That little junior sister insists that I keep it. I really can't help it."

ah."

As soon as I heard that he wanted to borrow money, I quickly thrust the sachet into his hand again.

When he said borrowing money, it was like a meat bun beating a dog, and it was basically impossible to pay it back.

Brother Gu said to the sloppy Taoist priest solemnly: "Ronald, you are going to face off against Chi Lang in the next game. How sure are you that you can beat him?"

The sloppy Taoist took a long breath, smiled helplessly, and said: "I don't know, I guess it's about 20 to 30 percent. This guy is indeed too strong, but don't worry, I won't take it lightly until the last moment.

Saying to give up."

A few of us chatted for a while. Suddenly, there was a commotion among the crowd, and a man in purple robe appeared at the scene.

Some people shouted in unison: "The real master."

"Brother Ge is here!" Brother Gu said excitedly.
Chapter completed!