Because the previous competition did not cause much damage and consumption to the field and formation, it was only repaired for a short time, and the second competition between the old man of Baitu and the former sect master of the Immortal Qi Sect, Wu Zijin, officially sounded the drums of war.

Although he didn't show it, Wu Zijin, as the head of a sect, was still somewhat contemptuous of loose cultivation, but when he really faced the old man of Baitu, he felt a kind of pressure for no reason, or rather...... Threat. On the other hand, the smile on the face of the old man Baitu is not like he is here to compete, but like he is here to talk with people and drink tea.

On the one hand, his face was grim, and on the other hand, his demeanor was calm, and this comparison alone had already made a judgment before the fight began.

"Anyway, why is this competition scheduled on the same day?" Feng Yun looked intently at the old man in the field, but his mouth was a little puzzled.

Mao Huilan also didn't care about him, but slowly replied: "It is said that this is still the arrangement personally requested by the old man Baitu, maybe he wants to sit in the position of the leader of the alliance as soon as possible, because it is beneficial to us, so I don't have much objection." "Granny Baihua and Zun Ling Dao people have the support of Yuyin Valley and other sects behind them, and there is no shortage of recovered pills, in a sense, this schedule may put Bai Tu at a disadvantage.

"Is this old man so anxious?"

Feng Yun looked at the calm Bai Tu on the stage, and couldn't help but doubt in his heart. Thinking about it, his eyelids jumped again.

Outside the field, Feng Yun rubbed his eyes, and the two people in the field had already started to move.

Wu Zijin was once the master of a sect in the end, although the sect is gone, but his net worth is still much richer than that of a group of loose cultivators, and he has two mystical magic weapons, a treasure mirror for the main attack, and a golden bell for defense. I saw that the mirror of the treasure mirror emitted a brilliant glow, and as Wu Zijin pointed out, the glow instantly turned into a match and shot straight at Baitu!

Bai Tu also took out his own weapon, a blood-colored long sword, which looked quite fierce, but thinking of Bai Tu's background, everyone watching the battle closed their mouths. Killing the king is not a good sect, it is also good and evil, and killing is the way, although Baitu is only killing the outcasts of the king, but its foundation has not changed.

In the face of the glow of the light, Bai Tu did not dodge or dodge but carried the sword up, the blood sword was already bright red, and at this moment it was even more dazzling in his hands, as if it had turned into a sea of blood to meet Wu Zijin's treasure mirror Xiaguang!

With a "boom", the elders of the Haoxing Alliance, who had been waiting for the battle, did not usher in the expected ferocious impact, Wu Zijin's blow was like a mud cow entering the sea and was directly engulfed by Bai Tu's blood sword, only a little aftermath of the explosion escaped, and then crashed into the surrounding magic circle barrier.

This blow battle was far less shocking than the fighting method of the Hundred Flowers Mother-in-law and the Venerable Spirit Daoist earlier, which made many monks watching the battle feel a little disappointed, but the great powers in the crowd saw some different meanings from it.

"It's amazing." Mao Huilan said with a calm face.

Feng Yun's eyebrows were also a little more solemn at the same time: "If this Sect Master Wu didn't hide more powerful means, I'm afraid this hundred slaughters would have won." ”

Hearing this, Bi Ning on the side couldn't help but ask, "This blow is just a temptation, right?" How could the eldest brother conclude that the old man of Baitu had won? ”

"Temptation is temptation, but the result of temptation is the tide crashing on the shore. Do you think that a five-point wave can't break the rocky shore, and a ten-point force can break it? Feng Yun sighed and explained to Bi Ning and the others. Although the waves are huge, the stone shore can stand still for a hundred years, and if you want the water drops to wear the stone, you have to "stone the shore" not to fight back.

“…… Not really. Bi Ning understood the meaning of Feng Yun's words, and couldn't help scratching his head, since he left Feng Yun's tent that day, he who had always prided himself on his wit began to feel that his brain was not enough, and this head-scratching action gradually became more.

While muttering, Bi Ning couldn't help but glance at the boss beside him, Wu Xiu Neng pricked up his ears to listen to Feng Yun's explanation, but his face kept showing that he had seen through everything a long time ago, and nodded his head pretending to be while listening, which made the corners of Bi Ning's eyes twitch, and then continued to ask: "But is the gap so big?" Could it be that the old man of Baitu is the master of the Creation Realm? ”

"No, it shouldn't be ......" Hearing Bi Ning's suspicions, Mao Huilan immediately replied, the realm strength of the old man Baitu has always been the focus of their attention, and they confirmed it more than once before finally determining that the old man Baitu is a small monk of the Creation Realm. But as soon as Mao Huilan spoke, she was not so confident, so she involuntarily turned her eyes to Feng Yun beside her.

"What does Senior Brother Feng think?"

Feng Yun looked at the old man Baitu and Wu Zijin who flew into the sky, and pondered for a moment before slowly replying, "It's hard to say. At least in terms of the current situation, Baitu's foundation is much more solid than Wu Zijin, who was once the head of a sect. ”

Even if it is a cultivator in the same realm, there may be a big gap due to the difference in exercises and cultivation methods. Take Feng Yun himself as an example, he who cultivated the "Liangyi Xuanshen Treasure Sutra" can at least face two monks in the same realm at the same time without falling behind, and when one of his strength can block the three points of others' strength, he has become an existence that is difficult for the other party to shake. And this kind of strength and weakness often happens to sect monks and scattered cultivators, but at this moment, this relationship has been reversed in Bai Tu and Wu Zijin.

Wu Zijin, who flew into the air, naturally saw this, and his face was cold and dripping. The difference in foundation is not something that can be easily compensated, and a long battle is even more disadvantageous to him, so he directly chose to attack, spells and magic weapons came out together, and the offensive instantly surged towards Baitu like a mountain and a sea!

Seeing this, Bai Tu still didn't panic at all, and even had an imperceptible smile on his face. At his age, most people would choose self-cultivation, but he was different. Although he also has the reason for the exercises, he is already a bloodthirsty person, otherwise, as one of the elders of the Le Poison Sect, how can he sit firmly in the position of the Five Poison Elders so far? After all, being frightening is the truth that the Le Poison Sect is pursuing.

……

"Hiss......"

The sound of inhaling came and went, not to blame everyone, it was really Wu Zijin's tragic situation that was really a bit miserable, his entire left arm was almost blown into pieces, and the sword wounds all over his body made him look like a blood gourd. No one expected that just a competition would cost half of a life of a Creation Realm overhaul, if Wu Zijin hadn't surrendered quickly, I'm afraid it would have been more than his arm that would have been shattered.

"That's too ruthless......"

Watching Wu Zijin fall from the sky and fall in a pool of blood, Wu Xiuneng gasped and exclaimed. In fact, it was not only Wu Xiuneng, but also those who were watching the battle, all of them felt uncomfortable with the ruthlessness of the old man of Baitu, and even the monks who were originally standing in the Baitu faction couldn't help but feel a little pale.

"Fellow Daoists forgive sins. The old man's exercises are like this, and he is indomitable, and he really can't keep his hands. ”

Bai Tu, who was slowly falling, said sorry words on his mouth, but there was not the slightest apology on his face, and Feng Yun even vaguely saw a smile from the corner of his mouth. "This hundred slaughters are deliberate." Feng Yun said secretly in his heart, and at the same time, he also strengthened his thoughts again, he must not let such a person sit on the position of the leader of the Haoxing Alliance!

Wu Zijin's face was like gold paper, his complexion was weak, but there was burning anger in his eyes when he stared at Bai Tu, and he silently swore that this hatred of the broken arm would one day make Bai Tu's blood debt repayable!

After that, Wu Zijin quickly left the field with the support of his disciples, his injuries were not light, and he had to go down to heal quickly, otherwise he would lose more than just an arm, and maybe it would shake his foundation. You must know that the death qi of creating the realm of death is a double-edged sword, hurting the enemy and hurting yourself.

Bai Tu didn't care about Wu Zijin, who was defeated, but just threw a look at the next opponent, Zun Ling Daoren, from a short distance, and there was either provocation, expectation, or both.

Seeing this, the face of the Venerable Spirit Daoist was quite ugly, a madman is not terrible, what is terrible is a madman who can kill you, and he will have to fight with such a madman in the ring not long after.

"It's a problem. Before the battle Zun Lingdao people started, they had already lost half of their momentum, and the Bai Tu's fighting style was fierce and abnormal, and if he couldn't stabilize the formation, he would probably be directly knocked into the dust. Feng Yun said slowly with helplessness.

Mao Huilan also saw something about it, so she sighed and said, "Now that the matter is over, we may first hope that the Venerable Spirit Seniors will not directly admit defeat." "Baitu's strength is strong, Mao Huilan and others have expected it earlier, but it's a pity that they didn't find out until the end, and they still underestimated Baitu.

Hearing this, Feng Yun couldn't help but be silent. No matter how good the position of the alliance leader is, it can't be compared with his own cultivation and life, whether it is fame or profit, for monks who have reached the realm of creation, it is more just icing on the cake, just like the Wu sect master, the position of the alliance leader was not gained, but he lost an arm, which is really worth the loss.

After obtaining the consent of both parties, the time of the final match was set for half an hour later.

During this period, Mao Huilan left for a while, and after a long time, she returned to the place where Feng Yun and the others were.

"How?" Seeing Mao Huilan come back, Feng Yun couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Mao Huilan sighed a little tiredly, and then replied slowly: "It's not too good, but it's not so bad that it's not bad." Senior Zun Ling did not give up the last competition, but he also bluntly said that he was probably not the opponent of the old man of Baitu. It can be seen that he already has scruples, and it is difficult to say whether he can play ten percent of his strength at that time. "After many days of preparation, in the end, it was still a bad move, and everyone was physically and mentally exhausted.

Hearing Mao Huilan's words, Feng Yun just bowed his head slightly and said no more. Although strategy and preparation can make up for the gap in strength to a certain extent, it is only to a certain extent, and they are not necessarily the only ones who are prepared.

"Troublesome ......"

Feng Yun couldn't help but muttered in his heart, and Xiao Hei, who had not spoken for a long time in his arms, turned over as if he had a feeling.