The School Flower Dormitory Is Haunted, I Broke Into It Drunk And Was Watched

On one side is a middle-aged man in his forties, and on the other side is a young man in his twenties, both of whom are half-step Taoist kings.

The audience in the audience held their breath, and the real boss finally came on stage.

The two bowed to each other.

"Please!"

"Please!"

When the words fell to the ground, both of them put aside the ghost-killing swords and started a physical competition.

The fist, wind, and palm techniques collided with each other, making a "bang bang bang" sound.

As the saying goes, the fist is afraid of the young and strong. After fighting for about ten minutes, the twelve elders were finally overwhelmed, and turned around and pulled out the ghost-killing sword.

At the same moment, the captain of the ghost killing team also finished drawing his sword, and the two sides fought together again.

Everyone in the audience covered their mouths and stared with wide eyes.

The young man's swordsmanship is sharp without any flaws. Obviously, he has experienced countless tempering and has reached a very high level of comprehension of swords.

The middle-aged man has profound humanistic methods, and every move carries a strong sword energy, so he does not fall behind.

After hundreds of rounds, the young man's swordsmanship was still as swift as the wind, and the twelve elders secretly sighed that something was wrong.

At this time, the three Taoist kings on the stage had already seen the clues.

The captain of the ghost killing team smiled and said:

"Senior, why don't you ask the Second Elder and the Third Elder to come out? Once they come out, I'm afraid the number one this year will be yours."

"Although our squadron leader has high attainments in swordsmanship, his Taoism is not pure enough, and the destructive power of the condensed sword energy is not top-notch."

"Hehe, the two of them are fighting fierce ghosts on the front line. If they can't get out, even if they come over, I'm afraid they won't be the squadron leader's opponent."

The great elder was still smiling.

The audience at the scene did not expect that the three major sects were so powerful that the two fought for half an hour, but there was still no winner.

Brother Qian had a dejected expression on his face, without arrogance at all, and at this moment he understood the reason why he was rejected.

"Yeah, how could this be the late Daoshuai? It's fake, it's absolutely fake. Only I am the authentic Daoshuai late stage..."

Mo Yun frowned slightly. Like the three Taoist kings, he could see some clues from it.

Daomen is going to lose here!

Sure enough, after the Twelve Elders swung out their swords, they had no time to return to defense, and were caught in the chest by the opponent's swift kick, and flew upside down a few meters away, and the sword in their hands fell aside.

"Concession!"

After the young man put away his sword, he went forward to pick up the sword of the Twelve Elders and presented it respectfully.

Elder Twelve got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth,

His face was pale.

"puff!"

After receiving the sword, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Taught!"

The two sides returned to the high platform, and the Sixth Elder hurried up to support them.

"Are you okay?"

"It doesn't matter to me, it's just that my luck has gone wrong."

"Hey! Little Thirteen, why haven't they arrived yet!"

A silver medal disciple next to him replied respectfully:

"After the thirteenth elder entered the town, he met friends and went to play with them all the time. Since there are too many tourists, we couldn't find them in a short time..."

The Sixth Elder clenched his fists.

"If Xiao Shisan is here, no matter what, they will all be overwhelmed!"

The Sixth Elder shook his head, and only hoped that Mo Yun would not overdo it and remember the game.

In front of the Great Elder, he said a lot of good things about Mo Yun:

"What is the later period of Taoism, even if the real Taoist king is here, you have to bow your head when you see Xiao Shisan, and go forward to ask for advice."

It was also because of this that the first elder believed his words, so he didn't call the second and third elders back from the front line.

Right now, they have only played the first game and lost the battle. If Mo Yun hadn't been there, the Daomen's ranking might have dropped to third, or even ranked fourth and fifth.

After all, that Mu Xiaotu of Tianzong has never shown his true strength until now...

"Humph! Let me let you be majestic for a while, and when Xiao Shisan comes, I will definitely show you the strong suppression of Jiu Jianxian!"

The sixth elder gritted his teeth and said.

But at this time, not many people put Taoism in their eyes.

On the side of the hidden family, the ferocious-looking man even made a mockery of the Taoist sect.

"A Taoist sect with thousands of years of experience is no match for a new force, tsk tsk tsk..."

Long Zhentian glared at him immediately, and the big man lowered his head.

"Qing Shan, what do you think?"

Xu Qingshan has been brewing for a long time, and now he smiled:

"The squadron leader of the ghost killing team is nothing more than that, master, don't worry, if I play, I will be able to defeat him within a hundred moves!"

"Well, I'm relieved to hear what you said, but I still need to be careful about that Mu Xiaotu, this person has profound Taoism..."

"Yes, Master!"

Soon the next match began, the fifth-ranked Tianzong played against the Fulu faction.

In previous years, there would be no change in the top five places in the Dao Sect Competition, but this year, the small sect of Tianzong has fought all the way from the promotion round and rushed into the fifth place strongly.

This made everyone feel a little surprised.

"Tian Zongyi

It has always been just a small sect, when did you invite such a powerful master? "

"I heard that this Mu Xiaotu was originally a member of Tianzong. He has practiced overseas for many years. He is a sea turtle. He is a group of powerful people. The Taoism he uses is incomprehensible to everyone."

"The Talisman Sect is not a good stubble. It's not a joke to kill a handsome ghost with a ghost-suppressing talisman array. I don't know which of them is more fierce."

"Uh, Xiaotu Xiaotu, the Heavenly Sect with no brains, is sure to win!"

"I'm tired of hearing this sentence, but although I support the Talisman Sect, I still want to suppress the Tianzong."

"Yes, what I hate the most is the sea turtle. Daoism comes from my Daqin, and I can learn some good things outside, but if I hate it, I hate it. I still have to force him to win..."

"It's cold and cold, it's cold and cold..."

A middle-aged man from the Fulu Sect took out a yellow talisman before he came to the stage. He opened his mouth and blew on the yellow talisman, and the yellow talisman immediately caught fire.

When the yellow talisman burned, his body unexpectedly disappeared slowly.

This scene made the people on the scene scream loudly.

Everyone has never seen such a mysterious Taoism. When all the yellow talismans were reduced to ashes, the figure of the man appeared on the ring.

"Damn it, Niubi!"

"Is this a fairy?"

"It's ok, it's like pretending to be one-handed, and I hope he can blow up that returnee."

Mu Xiaotu sneered, opened his mouth and inhaled suddenly, and a little ashes left by the burning yellow talisman flew towards him.

When he flew in front of him, he blew hard towards the ring, and then somersaulted in the air, stepping on the ashes.

The whole person flew lightly towards the arena ten meters away.

At the scene, everyone was dumbfounded.

This is so flying?

What kind of spell can make him fly?

Only Mo Yun laughed, couldn't help but took a big sip of wine, and nodded in affirmation.

"Not bad, it's interesting."

On the side, Ma Qi and Brother Qian immediately showed disdainful eyes.

Brother, you are not a bad fart!

How can you judge this kind of boss at will!

On the ring, Mu Xiaotu showed a disdainful expression.

"Are you ready to surrender?"

The face of the middle-aged man changed slightly.

If the shape-shifting and shadow-changing spell he just used is very mysterious, then the opponent's stepping into the air with one hand is a pure fusion of physical skills and Taoism, without any tricks.

One side is full of bells and whistles, and the other side is real materials. Comparing the two sides makes a judgment.

"What is the origin of this person!?"

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