Qian Wenbin is of medium stature, his face is yellow, and he looks quite thin, not like an immortal cultivator, but more like a mortal scholar who has no power to restrain chickens.

He glanced at Mu Taiyu cautiously, hugged his fists and said, "Senior Brother Mu, please!"

As soon as the words fell, Qian Wenbin stepped on his feet, and yellow dead leaves emerged from the soles of his feet, and these dead leaves quickly rose into the air and immediately swollen and hovered around his body.

At the same time, a trace of sword qi emanated from every dead leaf, and at this moment, Qian Wenbin's clothes on the ground were windless.

Sect Master Zheng Dongjie of the Five Lights Sect showed a smile and said to the black-faced real-life master beside him: "Qian Wenbin's withered leaf sword intent already has the power of a medium-grade land, not bad!"

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Sect Master, this Qian Wenbin is my most proud disciple, and his natural capital is good. What's even more commendable is that he has cultivated extremely hard, this withered leaf sword qi is the place he himself chose from the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and he has been cultivating for five whole years, and finally reached the middle grade realm!" The black-faced old man said proudly on the side.

"Withered Leaf Sword Qi has always been known for its attack power, you inner hall disciples are optimistic, you must study hard, this kind of opportunity is precious, you must grasp it!" Qing Shui Zhenren said with a smile to the surrounding disciples.

"Senior Brother Qian is usually silent, but he didn't see that he had actually practiced the withered leaf sword qi to such an extent!" Wang Zhonghui secretly envied and watched carefully.

At this time, Qian Wenbin on the stone platform shouted: "Senior Brother Mu, my withered leaf sword qi is extremely powerful!

At this moment, the dead leaves wandering around suddenly turned rapidly, and the cyan sword qi shot towards Mu Taiyu like a torrential rain.

Mu Taiyu's face was as usual, his body retreated sharply, his hands quickly sealed, and he shouted: "Fire Net!"

At this moment, the entire sky suddenly lit up, and then I saw a little bit of crystal light emerging from all directions, and it was a spark.

These sparks gathered in front of Mu Taiyu like lightning and turned into a network of fire, and the sunlight flickered on the outside of the flames, and the golden light was beautiful.

The old man of the Sword Dao Sect said to the disciple behind him with a smile on his face: "The withered leaf sword qi of the Five Light Sect is difficult to cultivate, especially since this Qian Wenbin has already cultivated to the realm of sword intent, and his attack power can be called excellent. When you encounter it in the future, you must remember that this withered leaf sword qi is invincible, and you must win in a roundabout way, unless you have a single fire spirit root like Mu Taiyu, and the fire attribute heart between heaven and earth moves at will. ”

All the disciples nodded and were taught, but the middle-aged man standing at the end was disdainful.

The dead leaves and sword qi on the stone platform like a rainstorm were all lit on the fire net, Qian Wenbin's face sank, this fire net was too weird, the sword qi touched it without any effect, and then it all disappeared silently.

Qian Wenbin frowned, and was about to cast a spell again, when Mu Taiyu in the fire net suddenly showed a strange smile and said softly: "Senior Brother Qian, come and don't be rude, you can take this withered leaf sword qi one by one!"

The fire net soared, and a circle of ripples appeared on it, and then the withered leaf sword qi released by Qian Wenbin just now immediately refracted from the fire net, and the same spell and the same sword intent shot towards Qian Wenbin.

Qian Wenbin's complexion changed greatly, and his body exploded, but the sword qi was faster, and it was too late to dodge.

Qian Wenbin gritted his teeth and quickly threw out more than a dozen spirit runes from the storage bag, and as soon as these spirit runes appeared, they immediately flashed yellow light and spontaneously combusted into white mist.

The sword qi shot on it and dissipated one after another, and the white mist also dissolved quickly, and finally barely dissolved most of the sword qi, but there were still some sword qi that did not dissolve, rushing out of the white mist and directly penetrating Qian Wenbin's body.

Qian Wenbin's body was carried away by the impact of the sword qi and thrown backwards, in mid-air he kept spitting blood, fell to the ground with a pale face, and struggled for a long time without standing up again.

There were several penetrating holes on Qian Wenbin's body, but fortunately it did not hurt the vital point and was not life-threatening.

Mu Taiyu showed a smug look on his face, turned around and jumped off the stone platform and said to the old man in the east: "Elder Dongfang, the disciple is fortunate not to be dishonored, and only used half of the fire net to rebound. ”

The black-faced old man on the side of the Wuguang Sect moved, turned into a black cloud and came to Qian Wenbin's side, his face was gloomy and he slapped a few palms on him in a row, and fed a few precious pills, after doing this, he said in a deep voice: "What a fire net refraction! It is impossible to crack without the strength of the eighth layer or above of the True Yuan Period, and it is normal for my disciple to be defeated if he is not proficient in his studies." ”

The disciples of the Kendo Sect were all happy and talked about each other.

"Just a sixth layer of the True Yuan Stage, I just want to compete with Senior Brother Mu Taiyu, I just knew that we would win this first game!" said a sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked disciple of the Kendo Sect.

This person is none other than Feng Zhiyi, who sells "Yellow Soup Wanli Xiang" in Chengfang City, Bianzhou.

"That's right, Senior Brother Mu's fire net is extremely powerful, even the elders of the sect are full of praise, just because they want to crack it, it's a dream. A true Yuan monk dressed as a scholar in his thirties of the Kendo Sect echoed.

"But it's not! This Five Light Sect is really not as good as a year! Among the disciples of the inner hall, I have been observing for a long time in the past few days, and I really haven't seen a single one that threatens us. A nun also said.

"I can't say that, the masters among the True Yuan disciples of the Five Lights Sect have not yet appeared, I heard the elders say that they still have some talents, and those are the core disciples of the Five Lights Sect. A monk in his fifties who was in his fifties of the Great Perfection interrupted the others.

Like the disciples of the Sword Dao Sect, the inner hall disciples of the Five Lights Sect were also shocked one by one, they were all disciples who had entered the sect in the past twenty years, and it was rare to see such a bloody scene.

They were silent, and they were uneasy in their hearts.

Sect Master Zheng Dongjie Zhenren was even more face-sinking, speechless for a long time, the other party's disciple Mu Taiyu could see at a glance that it was the cultivation of the sixth layer of the True Yuan Period, but he didn't expect that the other party had such a magical spell, this fire net is strong when it is strong, and it can't be broken at all without the strength of the eighth layer or more in the True Yuan Period.

This is only the first scene, which has made Zheng Dongjie's real person feel bitter from the bottom of his heart, and it seems that the Wuguang Sect is really in decline. He glanced at the junior brothers and sisters around him, and these people were all silent with bitter expressions on their faces.

Jiang easily gasped and whispered to himself: "Damn, a True Yuan Stage disciple is so powerful, how can this Sword Dao Sect accept an apprentice...... Why didn't I have that luck!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at Mu Taiyu deeply, he saw everything in his eyes just now, although at the moment when Mu Taiyu used the fire net, he didn't notice the other party's true cultivation, but he didn't actually compare Yuwen Zhouyuan was shocked by this fire net.

The old man of the Kendo Sect Dongfang smiled slightly and said loudly: "Zheng Dongjie Daoyou, this second game, it's time for you to strike first!"

Zheng Dongjie's real eyes swept over one inner hall disciple after another, and most of the inner hall disciples immediately bowed their heads and prayed in their hearts not to be chosen.

Seeing this, Zheng Dongjie Zhenren was annoyed in his heart, and was about to speak, when Wang Zhonghui suddenly gritted his teeth and stepped forward and said loudly: "Sect Master, uncle, the disciple is not willing to play these two games!"

Several real uncles next to him were unswerving, and Wang Zhonghui's master, Cangyuan Zhenren, frowned even more and said: "Wang Zhonghui, you are only on the second floor of the True Yuan Period, you must not mess around!"

Wang Zhonghui hesitated and said, "Master, disciple...... The disciple has a new spell, even if he can't win, he can disgust the other party. ”

At the same time, Wang Zhonghui secretly said in his heart: "No one wants to play now, I will definitely be able to gain the favor of the sect master if I go up, even if I can't win, I can use it in Bianzhou Chengfang City from the 'Yellow Soup Wanli Xiang' to grow some face." Brother Feng Zhiyi can't stand you, this yellow soup Wanli Xiang was bought from you, and then used on you can be regarded as a causal cycle!"

In the past few days, Wang Zhonghui thought that he had used this "Yellow Soup Wanli Xiang" skillfully, although he failed the first few times, but in the end, he succeeded several times in Feng Zhiyi.

Because of the tight time, Wang Zhonghui did not continue to practice after that, but he believed that as long as he used it a few more times, he would definitely succeed.

Wuguang Sect Master Zheng Dongjie Zhenren sighed secretly, pondered for a while, and nodded: "Wang Zhonghui, you go up." Let me see your new spell!"

After hearing this, Wang Zhonghui replied yes, jumped onto the stone platform, and then said loudly: "Wuguang Sect disciple Wang Zhonghui, ask for advice from the Daoist friends of the Kendo Sect!

When Feng Zhiyi saw Wang Zhonghui, his intestines immediately hurt with laughter.

Seeing that Elder Dongfang was asking someone to come on the field, Feng Zhiyi immediately took a few steps forward and said, "Senior Uncle, disciple Feng Zhiyi is willing to go on the field to communicate with fellow Daoists of the Five Light Sect. He squeezed his eyebrows as he spoke.

The old man in the east had a headache for this Feng Zhiyi, but he knew that Feng Zhiyi was eccentric and would not suffer easily.

Now that this kid has proposed to play, he must be completely sure, so he nodded with a deep groan.

Feng Zhiyi walked up to the stone platform excitedly, his heart was already smiling, and he said secretly: Wang Zhonghui, Wang Zhonghui, this is your own land, this time I will make you lose face!

When Wang Zhonghui saw Feng Zhiyi appear, his expression couldn't help but become strange.

"Senior Brother Wang Zhonghui, come on, take out your most shining spell, and attack me as much as you want, I, Feng Zhiyi, continue!" Feng Zhiyi said loudly.

Wang Zhonghui hesitated for a moment, he had now advanced to the True Yuan Stage, and he had made great progress in both cultivation and spells, so he pinched the trick with one hand, opened his mouth and spewed out a red flying sword, and after the flying sword appeared, it quickly swam around his whole body and flashed cold.

"Go!" As soon as Wang Zhonghui's words fell, the flying sword quickly rushed towards Feng Zhiyi.

Wang Zhonghui took this opportunity to immediately take out four or five "Yellow Soup Wanli Incense" and shouted: "Senior Brother Feng, look at my spell!"

Feng Zhiyi laughed, easily dodged the flying sword, and secretly said in his heart: "Explosion!"

Before the "Yellow Soup Wanlixiang" in Wang Zhonghui's hand was thrown out, it immediately exploded with a "boom" sound, and a monstrous smell suddenly filled the surroundings.

He didn't understand why this "Yellow Soup Wanli Xiang" exploded without throwing it out? Could it be that he had used too much force just now?

Feng Zhiyi sighed with emotion and said loudly: "Senior Brother Wang Zhonghui, this move is too powerful, what kind of trick is this? Alas, I told you before that the 'Yellow Soup Wanli Fragrance' should be handled with care, and if you grasp it so hard, it will naturally explode in advance!"