"Senior Brother Zhao, do you hate this young master of the Martial Pole Sect so much? Seeing Zhao Yunying's murderous look, Zhou Qingyun was surprised.

"You don't have to do it...... Hmph, he just relied on a medium-grade fairy sword to win. An ant in the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal, even if he relied on the mid-grade immortal sword, could not be the opponent of the middle stage of the Xuan Immortal or the late stage of the Xuan Immortal, then Lin Xin'er was just unprepared and suddenly hit the attack, and then died. When the second round starts tomorrow and the opponent is on guard, he will definitely die. Zhao Yunying said coldly.

"Yes, in tomorrow's battle, this Xue Lingyun will definitely die. Next to him, Qian Jiaying nodded.

Yan Renying and Jin Bingyun also nodded in the back...... Zhou Qingyun also nodded, but her brows furrowed slightly, she always felt that something was wrong with today's situation.

This time, since she saw Zhao Yunying, Zhao Yunying always looked lost and depressed, and she didn't know what happened.

"Let's go, I know there's another bar down here, a quieter one, let's go take a look. Yan Renying laughed at the back.

"Good. Qian Jiaying smiled and nodded, and everyone nodded too.

Now these people are walking downward, not to mention.

That night, Xue Lingyun sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and meditated, while the eyes of countless cultivators around him were fixed on Xue Lingyun's body. For Xue Lingyun's performance today, they were still surprised.

Shen Yifan, Wu Jiuzhi, and Yun Qiao'er looked at Xue Lingyun and were all surprised.

At night, a light rain suddenly fell in the sky, but Xue Lingyun was still sitting there and did not get up, this light rain could not have any effect on a heavenly immortal.

By dawn the next day, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was overcast.

The second round of the competition has begun...... Only a quarter of an hour passed, and it was the turn of Wuji Sect Shen Yifan to come to power.

Shen Yifan flew to the high platform in front of him, and opposite Shen Yifan stood a woman in her forties. This woman is a person from a small sect, but she has the cultivation of the late stage of Xuan Immortal, and she has comprehended seven hundred times the power of martial arts.

A moment later, the battle between the two began, and Shen Yifan was inferior from the beginning, but his expression did not show the slightest panic...... He's doing everything he can to fend off the other and try to get something out of the fight.

Bang!

After more than 20 moves, a muffled sound came, and I saw the woman knock Shen Yifan down from the high platform with one palm. However, Shen Yifan was not injured, and there was a hint of excitement on his face.

In the battle just now, he realized something again.

I saw that he flew to the side of Xue Lingyun, Wu Jiucheng and others, did not speak, and sat cross-legged in the rain, closed his eyes, and began to comprehend martial arts.

Looking at his appearance, everyone knew that he had gained something, so everyone did not bother him.

"Shen Yifan has also been defeated, it seems that no one in Wuji Sect can pass the second round. ”

"Hehe, one of the three major sects of the dignified school, was all eliminated in the second round, it's ridiculous. ”

"Fifty years ago, during the last Zhonghai Competition, several people from Wuji Sect persevered to the finals, and this time they couldn't even break through the second round, which is really incredible. ”

"In just fifty years, a sect has completely declined. ”

"However, there is still Xue Lingyun here. ”

"Ridiculous, do you think this Xue Lingyun can win?"

"Doesn't he have a mid-grade fairy sword in his hand?"

"As long as the opponent is on guard, he will definitely lose, or even die!"

Such conversations were everywhere in the square, and more than three million cultivators were whispering.

In Zhonghai Square in the center of Zhonghai City, it is also pouring rain, and on the high platform in the east, Liu Risheng and Yunquan Fairy are sitting there, and their faces are also full of emotion.

"This time the Zhonghai Great Competition marks the complete decline of Wuji Sect. Liu Risheng let out a long sigh and said.

"Yes, one of the three major sects in the hall, the Wuji Sect that used to be passed down by the Martial Ancestor, now there is no disciple who can pass the second round of the competition, and no disciple can enter the third round, such a sect is no longer worthy of becoming one of the three major sects. The Yunquan Fairy was also sighing and said.

On Zhonghai Square, tens of millions of people are sighing. They know that after an era has passed, the former three major schools will be replaced by the "two major schools" or other three major schools.

In this martial world, the era of more than a million years ago is considered an era, and there was only one super sect in that era, the Martial Pole Sect. At that time, Wuji Sect was the ancestor of the Eight Classics of the Martial Ancestors, with three Wuji Orders, which were unmatched, and the Wuyun Sect and Wusheng Sect at that time were just the branch altars of the Wuji Sect. The last million years are another era, there are three major sects of Wuji Sect, Wuyun Sect, and Wusheng Sect, at the beginning, Wuji Sect was still the first sect, but then it became more and more declining, and was gradually surpassed by Wuyun Sect and Wusheng Sect.

And in the next era, there will only be Wuyun Sect and Wusheng Sect in the martial world, and Wuji Sect will disappear.

Chihuo sat on the high platform, with a sad look on his face, he knew that he could still sit here as the "Supreme Elder of the Three Great Sects" now, and next time he was afraid that he would not have such a chance, and his sect was in complete decline. This time in the Zhonghai competition, everyone saw that Wu Jizong was not good.

"Senior Brother Chihuo, don't be discouraged. At this time, Bai Ju next to him suddenly spoke.

"Our Martial Pole Sect has become like this, can I not be frustrated?" Chihuo sighed and said.

"Our Martial Pole Sect now has the Martial Pole Order again, and I am afraid that we will soon regain our luck and vitality. Bai Ju smiled faintly and said.

"This ...... Yes, I almost forgot about this matter, we have regained the Martial Pole Order, and we will definitely prosper again and become one of the three major sects again. Chihuo reacted at this time, and an excited smile suddenly appeared on his face.

For Xue Lingyun, who brought the Wuji Order to the Wuji Sect, he wanted to kill him. However, Wu Ji Ling itself would make him feel excited.

Thinking that his sect once again had the Martial Extreme Order, the frustration on his face was suddenly swept away.

Whether it was Chihuo or Bai Ju, they didn't see the Supreme Elder Gan Ping of the Wuyun Sect and the Supreme Elder Fang Qiuyun of the Wusheng Sect looking at them with a sneer on their faces...... Wu Yunzong and Wu Shengzong had long known that Wu Ji Sect had obtained the third Wu Ji Order, and they had long been planning to destroy Wu Ji Sect and take away Wu Ji Ling.

A morning passed, and in total, more than fifty battles were held. After an hour's rest, the afternoon battle finally began.

"Xue Lingyun of Wuji Sect, against Zhao Qingcheng of Wuyun Sect. I only listened to Bai Pulang's voice.

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