"Why did the guy from the Yuyi Sect suddenly beat the people from our sect to such a miserable look."

Mu Yan tsk, watching the disciple who fell from the air and was hurriedly caught by the monks in his team, with a look of fear in his eyes.

Although there is no fatal injury at all, the pain will definitely be painful if the body is cleaved by such a large-scale area.

"You think I am God, and I don't see it."

Zhang Yifeng didn't want to explain too much to Mu Yan. Anyway, they didn't have to go on stage, so they just watched quietly.

Jin Buhuan looked at Wang Sijiu with a pale complexion, and his fists were clenched tightly, making a crackling sound.

"Wang Sijiu, what kind of evil magical power are you? Could it be that your Yuyi Sect has defected to the evil demon heretics?"

Jin Buhuan snorted coldly and questioned Wang Sijiu.

Not only Wang Sijiu, but also some surrounding sects showed fear after seeing the strange means of the disciples of the Yuyi Sect.

"Haha, Senior Brother Jin said this, don't want to admit that you lost?"

Wang Sijiu's face also turned cold and said coldly to Jin Buhuan.

"You! Humph, if you lose, you lose. There is nothing wrong with admitting."

"But next, the people of your Yuyi Sect will not be so lucky again!"

Jin Buhuan made a lot of ruthless words, but he was still not the one who played in the second round.

The disciple of Mingyue Sect who was on the stage by Jin Buhuan swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and his legs trembled slightly to the center.

Wang Sijiu, on the Yuyi Sect, did not allow the disciples in the first game to continue to fight, but also casually pointed out a disciple.

In contrast to Mingyue Sect, the disciples who fought on the Yuyi Sect were full of confidence, and just by going to that stop, they showed a sharp feeling.

The ending of this second game is like the first game. After the disciples of the Yuyi Sect used the strange moves again, the disciples of the Mingyue Sect stormed blood all over their bodies and fell from the air.

Jin Buhuan's expression was even worse this time, and he had a cold face that made people drag the defeated disciple back.

Taking a deep breath, Jin Buhuan still did not play. He pointed to a disciple beside him and looked at him with undeniable eyes.

The disciple was frightened by Jin Buhuan's eyes, and did not dare to say a word, and walked into the battle circle blankly.

"Oh, why don't Senior Brother Jin understand? Now surrender quickly to save his reputation as the largest sect of Mingyue Sect."

"Otherwise, all the disciples of Mingyue Sect will be defeated later. I am afraid that Senior Brother Jin will be scolded by his master and the sect leader when he returns?"

Wang Sijiu smiled and said to Jin Buhuan with a bitter look.

"You can't worry about my Mingyue Sect if Junior Brother Wang!"

Suppressing his anger, Jin Buhuan gritted his teeth and said to Wang Sijiu.

The other six sects have already determined that Mingyue Sect is bound to be defeated.

Although Jin Buhuan has not yet played, the Yuyi Sect has lost to Mingyue Sect two consecutive games, and this record alone is enough to inspire.

"Why should Brother Jin be obsessed with it? This method was developed by my ancestor of the Feather Yi Sect, in order to get the first place in this peak sword meeting."

Wang Sijiu smiled slightly and exchanged Jin Bu a little bit of the foundation.

"Master?!"

Jin Buhuan's pupils shrank slightly, and the ancestor of the Yuyi Sect was still alive. This is definitely something worth guarding against for Mingyue Sect.

After all, the Yuyi Sect and the Mingyue Sect disliked each other, and a big battle broke out.

The ancestor of the Yuyi Sect was also seriously injured and retreated during that battle. He thought he was dead, but he did not expect that this life would still exist.

Licking the corner of his mouth, a panic flashed in Jin Buhuan's heart, and for a moment he really wanted to surrender.

Just recalling what the master told me before leaving, Jin Buhuan resisted the impulse again.

This time, the identity of the team leader was not only because of his highest cultivation level, but also because his master blew the wind in the sect leader's ear.

Before leaving, the master also told him that this time he had to win a good ranking at the Peak Sword Conference, and even if he couldn't get the top spot, he would at least enter the top three.

Otherwise, if the gold is not exchanged, he will suffer a lot.

Clenched his fists, Jin Buhuan swept away the idea of ​​surrendering in his heart.

The moves of the disciples of the Yuyi Sect are indeed extremely strange, but when you look closely, you can still find some clues from it.

For example, every time the disciples of the Yuyi Sect are in mid-air, they will use this fighting method. Maybe as long as they are stuck on the ground, they can break this method.

Thinking of this, Jin Buhuan's eyes lit up immediately. He called the disciple beside him and muttered twice in his ear.

Listening to Jin Buhuan's instructions, the disciple's eyes gradually became brighter.

I don’t know what Jin Buhuan said to him, but this disciple actually took the initiative to enter the battle circle and chose to fight against the disciples of the Yuyi Sect.

"Hmph, Wang Sijiu, I have seen through your magic, don't think of winning again!"

Jin Buhuan looked confident and frowned. Could it be that this guy really saw the clues of this move?

He was slightly nervous, and Wang Sijiu finally decided to send a disciple to fight and try the water that would not be replaced.

After the disciples of both sides came on the stage and each set their own posture, the disciples of Mingyue Sect did not choose to take the initiative like the previous two.

Instead, he was like an ostrich, only focusing on defending himself and having no idea of ​​fighting with the other party.

Wang Sijiu's expression suddenly became a little ugly, and she looked at Jin Buhuan in disbelief.

Seeing this, Jin Buhuan immediately regained his confidence and looked at Jin Buhuan with his head held high, like a rooster who had won a victory.

The disciples of the Yuyi Sect in the field were unable to do anything to the disciples of the Mingyue Sect. The scale of victory seemed to be gradually falling towards the Mingyue Sect.

But Wang Sijiu suddenly chuckled and looked at Jin Buhuan with fun.

"Senior Brother Jin, you don't really think that this will work."

As Wang Sijiu spat out, the figure of the disciples of the Yuyi Sect in the field suddenly began to flicker and their speed continued to accelerate.

Obviously, I am preparing to use the moves that have previously solved the two disciples of Mingyue Sect.

Seeing this, Jin Buhuan shouted quickly: "Defend quickly! Don't give him the opportunity to take advantage of it!"

When Jin Buhuan shouted, he still looked at Wang Sijiu.

The embarrassment on Wang Sijiu's face had disappeared, and he turned to look at him with a smile on his face.

When Jin Buhuan came back to his senses and turned to look at the field, his disciples had already flew backwards out of the battle circle, and his body was covered with slight wounds.

Seeing this quietness, Jin Buhuan's forehead bulged with blue veins. Is this Wang Sijiu actually teased himself on purpose just now?

Looking at him glaringly, Wang Sijiu looked at Jin Buhuan with an innocent look on his face.
Chapter completed!