When the female disciple of the peak of the eight-star spirit martial artist of Shui Feng saw that her opponent was Chu Tiankuo, her face was also a little heavy, but she had no intention of retreating.

Chu Tiankuo stood indifferently at one end of the martial arts platform, his body was like an ink bamboo, standing upright and tenacious on his waist, and there was a dark red scabbard, which seemed to be a spirit sword.

"Fire Peak Chu Tiankuo, please take action!"

The female disciple of Shui Feng looked at Chu Tiankuo in front of her, snorted, and with a light blue aura in her hand, she slammed her palm towards Chu Tiankuo.

Chu Tiankuo frowned, seeming to have some disdain.

"What's the matter, why didn't Chu Tiankuo move?"

Shui Feng's disciple was still puzzled just now, and the next moment, Chu Tian's figure flashed, and by the time everyone reacted, Chu Tiankuo was already standing behind the Shui Feng disciple, and the dark red sword on his waist had been unsheathed at some point and fell on the neck of the Shui Feng disciple.

"It's terrifying! It's almost teleporting!"

Everyone gasped, and some couldn't help but set their eyes on Wang Bing. Because Wang Bing also has this kind of teleportation skill.

Wang Bing looked at Chu Tiankuo on the martial arts stage, and his face was quite solemn. Ordinary inner disciples couldn't see it, but he believed that some people with higher strength could see it.

In fact, Chu Tiankuo's previous action was not teleportation, but a performance of extreme speed.

What shocked Wang Bing the most was that it was not his people who were happy, but his sword. The moment his sword was unsheathed, his whole body seemed to merge with the aura of that sword and rushed towards that Shui Feng disciple overwhelmingly.

Wang Bing believed that if this was in a life-and-death duel, Chu Tiankuo would have killed this Shuifeng disciple with a single blow.

He is also the pinnacle of the eight-star spirit martial artist, but Chu Tiankuo can kill with one blow, I have to say that this is a very strong opponent, and Wang Bing's eyes also became solemn.

His speed is very fast, but with his current strength, he will quickly lose when he encounters Chu Tiankuo.

Seeing that Chu Tiankuo defeated the Shuifeng disciple with one blow, his gentle expression finally looked a little better, but he still didn't give a good face.

The Water Peak Peak Lord's blue gaze was equally solemn, but it was not unexpected.

She also knew about this Fire Peak disciple nicknamed the Flame Demon, and it seemed that his strength had gone one step further, and after March, I am afraid that there would be another dark horse in the Quanfeng Dabi.

With the arrival of the second group of eight-star spirit martial artists, the previous strength of Chu Tiankuo still lingered in everyone's hearts.

The strength of the second group of eight-star spirit warriors was relatively close, and as soon as they came to power, they began a fierce battle.

The two fought inseparably, and in the end, it was the disciple of the Fire Peak who suppressed the disciple of the Water Peak with his own attributes, and defeated by a slight advantage.

"In the second game, Huofeng won!

The current situation is that each side has won one game, that is to say, whichever mountain peak wins the competition of the Nine Star Spirit Martial Artists, which mountain peak will win.

Although the disciples of the eight-star spirit martial arts group failed, Youlan didn't blame them, but the results of the two battles and two defeats still made her face a little ugly.

"Mo Yu, you're the first to play!

The Peak Master of Shuifeng originally glanced at Ruolan, but then he still paid all his attention to Mo Yu, after all, in the eyes of everyone, Mo Yu was the first person of Shuifeng's well-deserved inner disciple, and he was one of the two true disciples.

Mo Yu nodded, his face was quite heavy, and after saying a few words to Ruolan, he walked towards the top of the martial arts platform.

"Yo, isn't this my defeat? Why? You still dare to fight me?"

The disciple who fought on the Fire Peak's side was a very handsome man, who looked no more than twenty-seven or eighteen years old, but he was already at the peak of the Nine-Star Spirit Martial Artist, and he had a trace of evil aura on his face, which immediately caused those female disciples of Fire Peak to shout for him.

"Senior Brother Wen Renhan, I love you!" a female disciple of the Fire Peak at the peak of the Seven-Star Spirit Martial Artist exclaimed heartbreakingly.

Wen Renhan glanced back at the female disciple, and immediately caused the female disciple's face to turn red, as if in a dream.

Wang Bing sighed helplessly, no matter where you are, your appearance is very important! It's just that in this Xuanyin Sect, your powerful cultivation is enough to cover up your shortcomings in appearance, and no one dares to look down on you.

Although his appearance is not amazing, he can be regarded as quite handsome, enough.

Mo Yu's face was gloomy when he heard Wen Renhan's mockery, but he couldn't refute it.

Because, two years ago, he had a battle with Wen Renhan, and that time he was not Wen Renhan's opponent at all, and he was seriously injured under Wen Renhan's attack, and it took two months to recover.

But now it's different, since he became Shui Feng's true disciple, all kinds of resources are tilted towards him, his cultivation has risen extremely fast, and now that he has the opportunity to fight Wen Renhan, he must be ashamed!

"Don't talk nonsense, let's do it!"

Mo Yu directly took out his spiritual weapon, which was a jade pu fan, which didn't seem to have the slightest attack power.

"Senior Brother Mo Yu, come on!"

"Senior Brother Mo Yu, blow him up!"

Mo Yu, as the first disciple of Shuifeng's inner sect, usually still has a lot of admirers, although he has a cold smell on his side, he still receives a lot of cheers.

Seeing Mo Yu rushing towards him, a touch of disdain flashed on Wen Renhan's face: "I can't help myself!"

(End of chapter)