As time goes by, the end of the year is coming again, and the point of immortality is still added to the magic power.

Chen Xun led the big black cow and took the spiritual medicine to the sect hall to get a stable contribution of 200.

"Old cow, save it, don't consume it anymore, go to participate in the sect competition!" Chen Xun carefully put the Bagua card into the storage bag.

"Moo!" The big black cow was very happy.

Chen Xun also signed up with the big black bull, and there was an additional talisman in his hand. He would know which fighting arena to go to.

A few days later, the bell rang, and the mountain was crowded and was as lively as in previous years.

However, Ge Shuang and Bai Shi did not participate this year. I heard that they were taken to the sect by an elder and went to be an inner disciple.

"The sect competition has officially begun!" A vast voice resounded everywhere.

The talisman in Chen Xun's hand sounded, and immediately looked at a certain arena, leading the big black cow and leaving, with his eyes eager to try.

On the ring, opposite was a disciple of the eighth level of Qi Refining, named Zhang Song. He was shocked. The man on the other side was also in the eighth level of Qi Refining Stage and was carrying a spirit beast. It seemed to be a fierce battle.

"This senior brother, please show mercy. I have just broken through the eighth level of Qi Refining."

Chen Xun smiled, his eyes full of vigilance. These disciples had strange methods and many magical tricks, so they should not be careless.

After observations in the previous year, he found that the top 500 qi refining sequence of the eighth layer was relatively safe and would not attract attention.

"Of course, the sect competition will not hurt your junior brother's life."

Zhang Song looked a little inexplicable. This man and cow were wearing a straw hat, which was really funny and strange.

"Senior brother, let's start?"

"kindness……"

Zhang Song was speechless. This man was surrounded by three mountain-opening axes. At first glance, he looked like a cast of ordinary iron, not even a magic weapon, but he could not underestimate the enemy.

His eyes gradually became sharp, and his fingers suddenly bounced continuously, and the water vapor suddenly formed into ice crystals, just like flowing clouds and water, bringing countless afterimages.

Ice cones shot towards Chen Xun, and the big black bull was only at the third level of Qi refining, and his target was his master, to capture the thief first.

"So strong!" Chen Xun shouted loudly, his body kept dodging, and was chased and fled in a panic. "I am worthy of being my senior brother!"

The ice cones were about to hit Chen Xun every time, but when his feet moved, he just happened to avoid it, and the spirit beast also fled.

"Junior brother, don't hide." Zhang Songqi stopped moving, his fingering method became faster and faster, and the angles of the ice cones became more and more tricky.

Chen Xun took out a mountain-opening axe, broke it with one axe, and began to avoid it again, sweating all over and his eyes were filled with horror.

"Junior brother, when are you going to hide!"

Zhang Song looked impatient. Why didn’t he hit the target? The mana in his body was already exhausted. "I won’t hold back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a few blue veins popped up on Zhang Song's forehead, his palms and fingers hit him, and a trace of sperm appeared in his eyes.

At this time, several ice blades appeared out of nowhere and slashed at Chen Xun without warning. Zhang Song stepped on his sword and followed the ice blade, locking all the retreat routes of Chen Xun.

"It's so scary." Chen Xun and the big black bull shrank and disappeared from the spot.

Zhang Song's pupils shrank, and both the magic and him were empty.

"Fireball Technique." Chen Xun shouted loudly, and several small fireballs shot towards him. Zhang Song's eyes condensed, his big hand waved back, and the ice cone appeared.

A large pool of water was melted in the center of the ring. Zhang Song already knew that this person was difficult to deal with and would probably be difficult to defeat with magic.

The two quickly started fighting in the ring, and the fight was hard to distinguish. Zhang Song was very anxious, why couldn't he hit it?!

The big black bull was watching the show, mooing constantly in his mouth, as if cheering, so that no one had even won two games on the ring.

After fighting for more than half an hour, Zhang Song was sweating profusely, and Chen Xun also sat on the ground and exhaled, as if he would be unable to hold on in the next moment.

"I can only use my trump card. I didn't expect to meet such a difficult opponent in the first game."

Zhang Song was hesitant, but he didn't want to waste more time. He slapped the storage bag and several array flags were located in all directions.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, and before Zhang Song could react, his two formation flags were pulled out... and pulled out?!

Alas, sneak attack!

A black shadow suddenly came, and the big black bull arched violently. Zhang Song was flying in the air at this time, and with a confused expression, he fell heavily outside the ring.

"Who am I, where am I?! What happened just now?!"

Zhang Song felt pain, his eyes were still confused, and he looked at Chen Xun with a capital question mark.

"Senior brother, come back." Chen Xun staggered and returned the formation flag to him, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Junior brother, it's really fast."

Zhang Song took a step back, took over the formation flag, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes. This speed could be so fast that he could interrupt the casting of the spell?!

"I'm going to be a plea. If there is no restriction on the ring, the junior brother will not be the opponent of the senior brother."

"Haha, junior brother is humble." Zhang Song shook his head, and actually encountered such an outrageous thing.

Chen Xun walked to a ring manager with difficulty and said respectfully: "Uncle Master, I want to continue."

"Yeah." The uncle of the master responded lightly, and a magic power hit Chen Xun's Huang Talisman, fighting again with the winner of the first round.

In the second round, he fought against a cold-faced disciple named Liu Tao, and he actually had a ninth level of Qi Refining Stage.

"Junior brother, if you admit defeat, it is still too late to avoid the pain of flesh and blood."

Liu Tao looked at Chen Xun and the big black bull with a expressionless face. The latter's condition was very bad at first glance.

"I would like to ask for advice from my senior brother." Chen Xun smiled reluctantly, and even sat cross-legged, as if he was restoring his magic power.

"Hmph, I don't know how to lift up."

Liu Tao made a big move and a huge black ring appeared. It was turning from small to large, constantly hovering in the air. A gust of black wind whistled, as if locking Chen Xun.

The giant black ring shook violently and headed straight for Chen Xun, a middle-grade yellow-level killing magic weapon!

A cold light flashed in Chen Xun's eyes, leaving a afterimage on the spot, but the giant ring seemed to have its own lock, constantly chasing Chen Xun.

"If junior brother can't hold on, it's still time to admit defeat now." Liu Tao sneered, looking at Chen Xun who was fleeing in a panic, his movements were not slow at all.

He raised his right hand and waved it, and the giant ring sounded golden light, which became bigger and fell from above Chen Xun.

"I am worthy of being the senior brother of the Ninth Level of Qi Refining." Chen Xun did not forget to exclaim, and suddenly punched out and hit the giant ring hard!

At this moment, something happened suddenly!

When!! A violent collision sounded, and the giant ring was hit by the punch, making the golden light dim. Chen Xun took advantage of the gap and ran away again.

Liu Tao's face changed drastically, and his eyes showed a strong shock. Although it seemed to be fine to outsiders, he could clearly hear the internal shock sound.

His expression gradually became solemn. Although this junior brother is in a bad state now, he seems to have experienced a fierce battle and has not recovered yet, he can't underestimate the enemy.

"Fireball Technique!" Chen Xun pinched the magic trick, and several small fireballs rushed towards Liu Tao.

Liu Tao had disdain in his eyes. He dared to show off his skills such as Fireball Technique. He blew up: "Fire Fire Technique!"

A fire light was shining on the ring, and the small fireball was instantly swallowed. Chen Xun suddenly rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, picked up a mountain-opening axe in his hand, and chopped towards Liu Tao!

Liu Tao snorted coldly, and a long sword came out, and the ring began to fall into a big battle again. Liu Tao pressed step by step, beating Chen Xun to retreat step by step.

Half an hour later, Liu Tao was sweating profusely, driving his magic power to become much weaker, and he looked furious:

"Junior brother, can you still persist?!"

"It's... okay." Chen Xun said weakly, as if he was about to fall down the next moment.
Chapter completed!