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Pei Qian's face was pale and he opened his mouth and vomited blood. The spiritual weapon was damaged and the spiritual consciousness was wounded, but fortunately, the injury was not serious.

Pei Qian shook his body and took back the two halves of the ancient coins. The spiritual weapon was not badly damaged, and it was barely usable.

The disciples in the audience were shocked. When was Fatty Qian so powerful? Pei Qian was hurt by not moving.

On the high platform, the Ninth Elder Li Quanshui, with a smile on his face, looked at the difference in money, "This son is quite talented in cultivating the flesh, and he can be cultivated as an inner disciple."

Great Elder Mo Qing nodded: "Well, it's an inner disciple."

The third elder Bao shook his head differently and said, "It's not an inner disciple, but a true disciple!"

The Great Elder looked at Baodi in doubt and asked, "Why did you say this?"

"I accept this disciple!" Baodi said lightly, with a confident tone.

"Since you want to take it, you can take it." The great elder replied and stopped speaking, and his eyes fell on the martial arts field.

Pei Qian looked at Qian differently and admired: "Junior Brother, this physical cultivation is extraordinary!"

Qiandi slowly opened his eyes, with a simple smile on his face: "Hehe, I know this, and I don't know how to use others."

Pei Qian's face turned straight, "Junior Brother, you have to be careful next, I'm using my hole cards."

Speaking of Pei Qian, there were eight types of weapons that emitted golden light: swords, bells, bronze mirrors, iron rods, knives, iron forks, whips, and iron beads. These were all spirit weapons refined by Pei Qian himself, all of them were of the profound level.

Pei Qian controlled eight spiritual weapons with both hands, and a faceless, eight-armed phantom appeared behind him. The phantom walked to Pei Qian, took the eight spiritual weapons, and let him stand still in front of Qian Different.

"Damn! Isn't it? Pei Qian dealt with an outer disciple, unexpectedly resorted to the spirit control technique." The inner disciple who was watching the battle in the martial arts field, Liu Wuhen was a bit stunned when he saw Pei Qian's operation. .

"No way, these outer disciples this year are too tough." Inner disciple Huang Yu said helplessly.

"Hehe, it's fun! I really look forward to my opponent." A pretty, cute, petite and cute loli looked at the martial arts field with joy. This loli was named Zhuge Youyou, the eldest lady of the Zhuge family. Because of her high qualifications, she was sent to the Ling Tianzong practice by her family. Now she is only 13 years old and her cultivation level has reached the 8th level of the blood coagulation realm. Such talent is indeed good.

"Look! Pei Qian is about to attack!" Liu Wuhen shouted, turning everyone's eyes on the martial arts field again.

Above the martial arts field, Pei Qian said silently: "The spirit of heaven is clear, the spirit of the earth is muddy, the heaven and the earth are united, the universe is reflected, the spirit of eternity listens to my orders!"

"disease!"

The eight-armed phantom suddenly flew over Qiandi’s head, and the spiritual tool floating behind the phantom exuded bursts of light. Looking at the phantom was a bit like the four-faced Buddha in Thai mythology.

The eight spiritual artifacts behind the "buzz" phantom resonated. When the resonance sounded simultaneously, the eight psychic artifacts "swish" into an eight-meter-long golden magic pestle, and the phantom uttered a "Huh!" "Jian Mo Chu directly slammed Qian different on top of his head.

The money was different when Jiang Mozhu hit the money, and a big pit was immediately trapped under the different money, and the shadow of the mountain behind him almost disappeared.

"My God, I almost didn't stand it!"

"But this attack is still going on, should I use Killing?"

Qian didn’t hesitate for a while, opened his eyes sharply, and a golden light flashed in his eyes. From his eyes, the golden light slowly wrapped his body, "Drink!" With a loud shout, the golden light from Qian’s body dissipated, and the original fat belly became Eight pack abdominal muscles, chubby cheeks are thin, revealing a fortitude, handsome face. The skin on his body is golden, as if gold powder is scattered on the skin.

This is the "King Kong is not bad!" that money is drawn in the Meteor Butterfly Sword lottery turntable.

After using this martial art, consume one's own energy and turn the body into a carrier of Jin Rui's Qi. Greatly strengthened defense and offensive power.

Pei Qian looked at the glittering gold, the handsome money was different, and he was astonished: "This...what's the situation?!"

Qian did not answer, raised his right hand, grabbed the pointed end of the Jiang Mochu, and said lightly: "Destroy it!"

The right hand squeezed hard, and Jiang Mochu seemed to be under a huge attack. In the blink of an eye, the eight-meter-large Jiang Mochu broke every inch and turned back to the original eight kinds of spiritual weapons. The luster on the spiritual tools was dim, and they fell on the ground and lost their charm, even in mid-air. The floating eight-armed faceless phantom also disappeared.

Pei Qianqiang resisted vomiting blood and tried to stretch out his right hand, showing his thumb, admiring the difference in money! He couldn't help it anymore, opened his mouth and vomited blood, vomiting a pound of blood, and his body fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

The inner disciple watched this scene and cursed in his heart: "Cruel! It's a brute!"

Qian looked at Pei Qian who fell on the ground, the golden skin of his body disappeared, and he fell into a coma with a pale face.

Head Teacher Liu hurriedly stepped forward to check, and the two of them were not seriously injured, so he ordered several people to carry them to the Huichun Pavilion.

"Okay, please continue with the next challenge!"

Outer disciple Huang Wenzhong walked slowly to the middle of the martial arts field and bowed his hand indifferently: "I want to challenge Senior Brother Huang Yu!"

Huang Yu swallowed nervously, took out her saber, and slowly walked to the middle of the martial arts field to respond to Huang Wenzhong: "Brother, please be merciful, I don't want to vomit blood."

Huang Wenzhong nodded: "Well, I will make a move. If the brother catches it, I will lose."

Hearing that Huang Wenzhong had only one move, Huang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, "Junior Brother, do it!"

Huang Wenzhong took out a big knife from Qiankun's bag. This knife has a leading handle and a wide blade. It is the legendary god-slaying sword! This knife was used by Huang Wenzhong and Wu Cai to use the BOSS, and a redemption voucher broke out. Wu Cai suggested that Huang Wenzhong exchange for the Dragon Sword. Then Huang Wenzhong followed Wu Cai's suggestion and exchanged for the Dragon Sword. This knife is of the highest rank! Unique skill [Slaying Dragon and Tyrant Sword].

And Huang Wenzhong wanted to use this skill to see how powerful this skill was. Unfortunately, Huang Yu became Huang Wenzhong's test stone.

Huang Wenzhong held the broadsword in both hands, and slowly slashed at Topaz.

With a sound of a dragon chant, a 100-meter-long golden dragon flew out from the blade, carrying a terrifying coercion, and rushed towards the topaz.

"My Nima! This is to kill me!"

Huang Yu hurriedly sacrificed his spiritual weapon to protect himself, using a long sword in his hand to use a set of tsunami monstrous martial arts, forming a layer of 3 meters high waves in front of him, forming a protective wall.

The 100-meter golden dragon was very powerful. It directly smashed the waves and rushed to the second layer of the spirit artifact protection area. The golden dragon's five claws crushed these spirit artifacts one by one, making a cruel mess.

Huang Yu watched the belongings he had saved for many years being destroyed under the dragon's claws, and felt very distressed, but now it was not the time to distress, he hurriedly put the long sword across his chest to resist the fierce golden dragon.

With a "bump", the Golden Dragon slammed directly on the topaz long sword and directly pushed the topaz ten meters out.

In order not to make it ugly to lose, Huang Yu cruelly exploded her beloved long sword.

"Boom" blew up, and the power of the explosion directly blasted the Golden Dragon away.

Topaz watched the golden dragon disappear, her pale face squeezed a smile: "Junior Brother, I took it, you lost." After speaking, he fell directly to the ground and fell into a coma.

Huang Wenzhong didn't have a trace of strength in his body. With this move, he slayed the dragon and slashed his sword, and directly drained his spiritual and physical strength. Hearing Huang Yu's words, he reluctantly said: "Senior brother is really amazing! I lost." He also fainted.

As usual, Teacher Liu called a few people to carry the two away, and the game continued.

Meng He Zeng Jin's outer door is number one, and seeing the performance of Ye Xiaotian and others today, he feels that the outer door number one is a joke.

Meng He walked to the middle of the martial arts field and stretched out his hand: "I want to challenge Hu Ge!"

A disciple of Hu Ge's inner sect, height 1.88 meters, well-proportioned body, with a smile on his handsome face, a kind of affinity. He walked slowly to the martial arts field, and said to Meng He: "Junior, you have to be merciful."

Meng He sighed and said, "Hey, I'm not as good as the previous ones. I may not be the opponent of Senior Brother."

Hu Ge smiled: "Well, no matter what, let's start."