The next day, everyone gathered on the martial arts field again.

At this time, Li Dongliang said: "Fellow Taoists, can the challenge begin? My Wuzong True Immortal and above are all in place."

The tone was extremely relaxed. After the challenge of the previous day, these true immortals have now greatly improved in strength and are full of confidence. Among the heavenly immortals, they are all qualified to challenge the golden immortals, and they are not afraid of challenges of the same level.

After all, these people are all experienced people, not comparable to those monks who have just been promoted to true immortals.

The senior officials of each sect looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

"Fellow Daoist Li, we have all seen the strength of the True Immortal of Guizong. Today, let's challenge the Heavenly Immortal instead."

Lan Lizhi said with a smile.

In fact, they had already discussed it yesterday, but they couldn't come up with a good solution at all. They couldn't temporarily send out immortals to challenge the opponent's true immortals, right? That would be ridiculous. In the end, they could only hope that the strength of the Wuzong immortals was not as powerful as the legend. After all,

After passing the true immortal challenge, although the overall strength of the warrior is slightly stronger than that of the immortal cultivator, it is not much stronger.

They believed that it was not without hope for their peak Celestial Immortal cultivator to challenge the other party's Celestial Immortal Junior Stage cultivator.

"Okay, I, the Heavenly Immortal cultivator of Wuzong, including myself, will let you challenge me."

Li Dongliang said in a deep voice.

"Fellow Taoist, you are so refreshing." Lan Lizhi said, turning to the various sects and saying, "This time, we, the Sanyin Sect, will still be the ones to make the rounds. Let Lan Qi take part in the first game."

"yes."

A middle-aged monk responded and walked directly to the field. He pointed at the person on Yao Bin's right and said: "This fellow Taoist, I want to challenge you."

"Ha ha."

The man burst out laughing and appeared three feet away from Lan Qi. He cupped his fists and said, "Wuzong Mo Beiyou, please give me some advice."

"Sanyin Sect. Lan Qi, fellow Taoist, please!"

Lan Qi had no confidence at all, and was extremely frightened in his heart. At this moment, he was just pretending to be calm. After all, he was very aware of the opponent's bravery. At that time, he almost died in the battle with Sanyin Sect. Which monk from Sanyin Sect or Changbai Sect would not

Are you afraid of the ten elders of Wuzong? There are only a few golden immortals.

At this time, if Lan had not decided to let him take action, he would not have had the courage to come out.

"Let's take action."

Mo Beiyou knew that the other party was afraid, so he intended to let the other party make the first move.

"Fellow Taoist, be careful."

Lan Qi gave a soft drink. Suddenly a long whip appeared in his hand, and he whipped it towards the opponent in an instant.

Mo Beiyou swam and dodged away like a spiritual snake.

At this time, he did not use all his strength. He intended to let the other party use it more.

Several of them had discussed it before. To preserve their strength and give each sect a little confidence, but to practice with the other side and then defeat the other side's confidence.

At this time, Mo Beiyou planned to practice with this person first.

In the blink of an eye, Lan Qi whipped out whip shadows all over the sky, and Mo Beiyou was seen bending left and right under his whip. He was tired of coping.

At this time, Lan Qi thought that the other party intended to prevent him from being too embarrassed, and he was extremely grateful.

This was something Mo Beiyou and the others had never thought of before.

After a hundred moves, Mo Beiyou had been whipped several times by the opponent, his clothes were torn in several cracks, and blood could be seen faintly spilling out.

Seeing this, Thirty-Four became excited, thinking that they were going to win the first battle.

But after three hundred moves, Mo Beiyou was hit by the whip again. However, at this time, he quickly grasped the other end of the whip, pulled it suddenly, pulled the opponent directly in front of him, and then punched out like lightning.

"Bang!"

Lan Qi received a solid punch in the chest, and his whole body flew into the air.

At this time, Mo Beiyou finally started to counterattack, quickly approaching the opponent, and punching out like lightning.

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as Lan Qi was approached, he had no power to fight back. He was instantly hit by a series of punches until he vomited blood and shouted to admit defeat. Only then did Mo Beiyou stop and retreat.

"Not bad, I can hold on to more than 300 moves."

Lan Lizhi patted his shoulder and said.

At this time, someone from the Changbai faction on the other side also jumped out and challenged Yao Bin directly.

The same fierce battle lasted for more than 300 moves before his opponent found a flaw and was punched away, thus defeating him.

At this time, no one from the other sects could see that the Wuzong people still had some strength left, and they could only exert 70% to 80% of their strength at most. Naturally, they had illusions, thinking that they had seen through the opponent's strength.

Eager to try.

"I'll go first."

A cultivator in the late stage of Tianxian shouted loudly, pointed at the person next to Mo Beiyou and said: "Fellow Taoist, I want to challenge you."

"Wuzong Mo Beiqiu, please give me some advice."

This elder and Mo Beiyou are cousins ​​from the same village, and they look exactly alike.

"Chongxuan Sect, Chen Chong, fellow Taoist, please come forward."

This man was holding a pair of meteor hammers and staring at the opponent with his eyes, like a blood-devouring wolf.

"Be careful."

Mo Beiqiu shouted loudly, and with one step, he appeared within three feet of the opponent. He punched out with a punch as fast as thunder and lightning, fierce and domineering.

Chen Chong sneered and smashed out with both hammers, directly taking out the opponent's head and chest. It was extremely ferocious.

Mo Beiqiu wanted to test the opponent's strength, so without blinking, he directly punched the opponent's meteor hammer with both fists.

"Bang bang!"

Two loud noises, like the roar of a giant bell, were deafening.

Then the two of them each took a dozen steps back, their bodies shaking non-stop.

This attack was evenly matched by both sides.

At this time, both of their expressions became solemn, and neither of them dared to be careless.

"Come again."

At this time, Chen Chong didn't seem to believe that his opponent was actually stronger than him. He swayed, rushed towards the opponent, and struck out with his double hammers again.

Ten feet away, we'll be there in a moment.

"Boxing dominates the world."

Mo Beiqiu shouted loudly and punched out again.

"Bang bang!"

There were two loud noises again, but this time, Mo Beiqiu took a few steps back.

The opponent was overjoyed and felt that Mo Beiqiu was nothing more than that. His confidence doubled, his body swayed, and he took advantage of the situation to pursue him.

A pair of meteor hammers dance impervious to wind and rain, fierce and domineering, with the potential to defeat thousands of people.

Mo Beiyou seemed to be really outmatched by his opponent. He kept dodging and had little power to fight back.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides exchanged five to six hundred moves. At this time, Chen Chong's momentum had reached its peak. Every time he struck out with a hammer, he moved forward in an indomitable and powerful manner.

At this time, Mo Beiyou was in an extremely embarrassed state, but he was always able to narrowly avoid the opponent's blow after blow.

"It's about time."

He thought to himself, and then he dodged the opponent's blow again. His body suddenly staggered, and he happened to be next to the opponent's hammer. At this time, he suddenly moved forward with both hands and grasped it hard.

The iron chain at the back end of the hammer was directly held in his hand, and then he shouted loudly, suddenly threw his hand and turned the hammer upside down and hit the opponent.

Chen Chong was shocked. He thought that the opponent was lucky enough to intercept his hammer. He tried hard with one arm to neutralize the opponent's power, but at the same time, the hammer with the other hand just hit the opponent directly.

However, what surprised him was that the opponent did not compete with him at all, but instead pushed the hammer suddenly towards the hammer on the other side.

"when!"

The two hammers shook so hard that Chen Chong almost took off his hand and sent the hammers flying away.

At this moment, Mo Beiqiu rushed directly in front of him and punched his chest like lightning.

Chen Chong was horrified and didn't know whether he should throw away the hammer. If he didn't throw away the hammer, he would have no chance to dodge.

He hesitated for a moment, then immediately abandoned the two hammers and retreated quickly.

Mo Beiqiu followed him like a shadow, like a ghost, he was close to the opponent in an instant, his fists danced, and he struck out more than a dozen punches like lightning.

"Bang bang bang!"

How could Chen Chong be as powerful as his opponent, but his hands became numb after only receiving a few punches. No matter how hard he tried to exert his strength, he was hit by the opponent several times on the spot and flew more than a hundred feet away. He spurted out three mouthfuls of blood in an instant, and had to

Give up.

His face was extremely ugly, and he thought that the other party had just won him by luck, and he was very dissatisfied. But if he lost, he lost, and he had no choice but to retreat.
To be continued...