(There are urgent things to do starting tomorrow, updated in advance this week, Chapter 30 will explode)

The earth realm is on the third level of the lower realm. The immortal power here is more adaptable to earth-level practitioners and has given birth to countless fighting kings. However, the accompanying price is that the small steps in each large level have become

It is difficult to bridge, which means that it is difficult for practitioners within the same level to narrow the gap naturally if their levels are different, and they can only use other means.

Liu Wanhai's bronze mirror is that method that can absorb the power of the strong and use it for one's own use. The premise is that the user can withstand the attack from the strong. This is a process of accumulating less and making more, which is in line with the rules of monasticism.

If you accumulate little by little, you can indeed reach the level of a top-grade Dou Wang, but it will take a lot of time.

Liu Mang murmured to himself: "This is a way, but if Liu Wanhai cannot withstand the damage from Liu Qianyun, it is another story. Ouyang Jueyi once met such an enemy, and he also used the Qi Gathering Cauldron.

It has the same purpose as this bronze mirror, but he can't withstand the attack of the stingy immortal, everything is in vain!"

He didn't think that Liu Wanhai, who was a middle-grade fighting king, had the ability to withstand Liu Qianyun's attack again. To put it another way, even if he withstood it once or twice, he would not be able to withstand the strength of Bronze Mirror to the same level as Liu Qianyun's.

Level at that time.

"Seventeen times." Liang Jia asserted.

Shen Dingnan said: "I think it takes eighteen strokes."

Mingkang shook his head: "It doesn't make any difference whether you hit him seventeen times or eighteen times. Maybe you can't block it at once. Just now, when Liu Qianyun was only showing the strength of a middle-grade fighting king, Wan Hai had already struggled to resist. At that time, he

I thought that as long as I accumulated enough strength, I would be able to turn defeat into victory, but I can’t do that now.”

This is not speculation, but a fait accompli. Now if Liu Wanhai wants to turn defeat into victory, he needs to withstand at least seventeen attacks, which is a fantasy for a middle-level fighting king.

Liu Qianyun held the wooden sword tightly and hesitated briefly. The person in front of him was his own brother, and now he would not be able to win unless he used his strongest offensive to deal with him. Who is stronger between him and Liu Wanhai?

It is no longer important. The differences between sects are as deep as the sea. Even if it is just two branches of the same sect, this is the case. No matter who loses, the other side can only pursue a draw and cannot win today's victory.

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For both the inner and outer sects, the first day is very important and no one will miss it. This is a good opportunity to straighten the morale, especially for the outer sect, which has been losing for three consecutive years. The frustrated spirit is already preparing to win this year.

Taken back.

And Neixuanmen cannot afford to lose. Liu Wanhai doesn’t want to bear the infamy of ending his three-game winning streak. If he bites the bullet and persists, there may still be hope!

The more Liu Qianyun thought about it, the colder his face became. He had indulged his younger brother for too long, and he might not be able to tolerate it anymore this time.

"My sect has a destiny, and I have no other choice as a brother. Since you plan to hold on, it depends on your own luck!" Liu Qianyun said coldly: "I won't hold back this time!"

The sword energy soars to the sky, and the wooden sword blooms with golden light, just like a divine sword.

Liu Wanhai took a deep breath and set up the bronze mirror again.

A vast rainbow of light hung down like a waterfall, and the top-grade Dou King took action. Everyone almost thought it was an Immortal King.

The sword intent shot out in all directions, all hitting the spherical protective shield supported by the bronze mirror. This was a small barrier supported by the middle-grade Dou Wang with all his strength. It was intended to dissolve the power coming from the front, so that the power would be evenly distributed.

Can be absorbed by copper mirrors.

But this time, the power Liu Qianyun used was not one, but countless sword rays slashing down, not giving Liu Wanhai any chance.

Click.

The sword left traces, and the protective shield was hacked and cracked. Liu Wanhai struggled to withstand the first wave of attacks, but there was no smile on his face. Instead, he was sweating profusely. It was obvious that the power of the top-grade Dou Wang exceeded his

It is expected that the first wave has already caused irreparable damage to the protective shield.

At this time, Liu Qianyun's second wave of sword intent also arrived. Before Liu Wanhai had time to think about what to do after the protective shield was broken, a trace of blood appeared on his cheek.

Then it was on the wrists, shoulders, and thighs.

Because the protective shield had just broken, these sword lights only had time to damage the edges of his body.

The whole world seemed to collapse, and there was no protection left to protect Liu Wanhai.

The disciples of the Nei Xuan Sect turned their heads away, not wanting to see this scene. Liu Wanhai was definitely defeated.

"I lost." Liu Wanhai collapsed suddenly, and there was no longer any suspense in this competition.

Liu Qianyun stepped forward and carried Liu Wanhai's body off the court. The people around him worriedly said: "Be careful of fraud."

Liu Qianyun shook his head: "This is my biological brother, and every wound I leave on him is my sin."

At this time, Shen Dingnan suddenly said: "I brought these two people back to our Longwu sect. It snowed heavily the day they were brought back to the sect. The child Wan Hai cried very much. Qianyun flattened his mouth to protect his brother. Then

The two of them were less than three years old at the time. I heard from a nearby farmer that their father went to the mountains to slay demons and never came back. Their mother cried heartbrokenly while taking care of them, and left exhausted mentally and physically.

Poor little guys, I wanted to keep them all by my side."

Mingkang nodded: "When you brought Wan Hai back, I could see that his bones were very good and his veins were several times wider than ordinary people, like wide roads. I knew then that this boy would be a good person in the future.

I became a great instrument and took him under my tutelage to cultivate him, and the result did not disappoint me. But I didn’t expect that Qianyun’s kid would be so lucky!”

Liang Jia said calmly: "Does the old sect master think it is immortal fate? But I dare to say that if Wan Hai had left that child to me, he would be a high-ranking Dou Wang by now. The curse of the earth has a great impact on the inner sect disciples. How many high-quality fighting kings have you produced in recent years?"

"Hmph! Of course I know everything about the earth realm, I don't need you to remind me! Wan Hai has contributed a lot to the Nei Xuan Sect. Even if he loses today, he is still the target of training. You must keep an eye on your disciples. Don't let them do anything that goes against the master's orders!"

Mingkang stood up and left the review desk.

Shen Dingnan asked: "Don't the old masters watch the last scene?"

Mingkang said coldly: "It's okay if you don't watch this last scene!"

Liang Jia looked at the sect leader Shen Dingnan in confusion, and Shen Dingnan said: "This last one is Yuanba."

Although Ji Yuanba also has a wooden sword given to him by Liu Mang, this object is from his own hand, and it is very simple to change it.
Chapter completed!