Zhao Longtian was defeated, defeated by his own sect.
This feeling is very uncomfortable.
All Xuanyang Sect disciples sighed because of this.
Gu Mingqiu, the head of the Xuanyang Sect, also frowned slightly, revealing a hint of displeasure.
Gu Mingqiu had high hopes for Zhao Longtian, hoping that he would compete for a good ranking for the Xuanyang Sect in the four-sect competition.
But now...
Zhao Longtian was defeated by Sun Hua, the eldest disciple of the Qingyun Sect, which meant that the Qingyun Sect would at least be ranked second to the Qingyun Sect in the competition between the four sects.
Among the four sects in Jiangzhou, Tianji Sect is the strongest, and its disciples are also talented.
Sixty years ago, in the competition between the four sects in Jiangzhou, Tianji Sect ranked first, Xuanyang Sect ranked second, Sun Moon Sect ranked third, and Qingyun Sect ranked fourth.
And this time, Xuanyang Sect will be ranked after Qingyun Sect, which is not a good sign.
"Ha ha ha ha……!"
"Zhao Longtian, your strength is not good, you are far worse than me!"
"While there are still more than ten days before the Four Sects Competition, you'd better practice more!"
"In the competition between the four sects, you still have to strive to be a little higher. Don't let Xuanyang Sect be ranked at the bottom of the four sects, haha...!"
Sun Hua looked at the embarrassed Zhao Longtian with a happy expression and laughed.
Zhao Longtian looked ashamed, with sadness and melancholy in his eyes.
The Qingyun Sect warriors all had happy smiles on their faces at this moment.
"Who said that our Xuanyang Sect will be ranked at the bottom of the four sects?"
"I, Luo Fan, am here. In this four-sect competition, my Xuanyang Sect has secured the first place in advance!"
"Sun Hua, the strongest among the younger disciples of Xuanyang Sect is not my senior brother, but me, Luo Fan! I'm here to fight you!"
Seeing that everyone in the Xuanyang Sect looked lonely and the warriors from the Qingyun Sect looked happy, Luo Fan shouted loudly and walked towards Sun Hua.
Luo Fan's voice attracted everyone's attention, and they all looked towards him.
Looking at Luo Fan, everyone in Xuanyang Sect was a little surprised.
Luo Fan's reputation is very loud in Xuanyang Sect.
Both Zhendao elders and martial arts disciples know that Luo Fan is powerful, can practice extremely quickly, and has amazing potential.
However, compared to the ninth level martial arts warriors, everyone in the Xuanyang Sect is still a little unsure.
Luo Fan defeated Zhao Longtian, who was in the early stage of the ninth level of martial arts, and only Gu Mingqiu witnessed it.
Everyone in the Xuanyang Sect didn't know that Luo Fan's strength had reached the point where he could defeat the ninth level of martial arts in the early stage.
However, even Gu Mingqiu didn't have much confidence in Luo Fan's strength.
After Zhao Longtian's cultivation reached the middle stage of the ninth level, his strength has improved a lot.
Moreover, this month, under Gu Mingqiu's guidance, Zhao Longtian's Feilong Spear skills have also improved a lot.
Compared with the middle stage of the ninth level of martial arts, Zhao Longtian's strength has improved a lot.
Luo Fan's strength is still at the early stage of the eighth level of martial arts.
Therefore, Gu Mingqiu believes that Zhao Longtian's strength has surpassed Luo Fan and is above Luo Fan.
Now seeing Luo Fan saying that Xuanyang Sect had secured the first place in the competition among the four sects in advance, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then a ray of hope appeared.
"Has Luo Fan's strength improved significantly in this month?"
"But why has his cultivation level not improved at all? He is still at the early stage of the eighth level?"
"By absorbing the Yuanling Crystal, you should have been promoted to the middle eighth level!"
Several thoughts suddenly flashed through Gu Mingqiu's mind.
"Hahaha……!"
"A mere eighth-level martial artist dares to claim first place in the competition among the four sects?"
"Luo Fan, are you here to make people laugh?"
Sun Hua looked at Luo Fan, laughing loudly with an arrogant expression and contempt in his eyes.
The three Qingyun Sect disciples, Mu Feichen, Mu Xiuyuan, and Qi Shengjie, also started laughing.
"What a famous Luo Fan!"
"Does he think that this Lingtian Continent is like the small Black Wind Xiaoqian World, and that he is the number one among the younger disciples of the four sects?"
Mu Feichen sneered, his words full of sarcasm.
"A bunch of clowns, frogs in the well."
"Sun Hua, I don't need seven moves to defeat you, I only need one shot!"
Luo Fan glanced at Mu Feichen, Mu Xiuyuan, and Qi Shengjie, then landed on Sun Hua, and said calmly.
"Shameless words! Extremely arrogant!"
"Luo Fan, you are not a disciple of Xuanyang Sect, so you are not qualified to fight with me!"
"Qi Shengjie, come and fight with him to make him sober and stop living in a daydream."
Sun Hua was furious, shouted coldly, and waved to Qi Shengjie.
"Luo Fan, you are only worthy of fighting with me!"
"I, Qi Shengjie, am the weakest among the four places in Qingyun Sect, ranking fourth!"
"However, it is more than enough to deal with Luo Fan, who is in your early eighth level."
Qi Shengjie strode out, locked his sharp eyes on Luo Fan, and shouted loudly.
At the same time, Sun Hua returned to Mu Feichen, and beside Mu Xiuyuan, his expression was extremely proud.
Sun Hua indeed looked down upon Luo Fan, thinking that Luo Fan was not worthy of fighting with him. He looked at Luo Fan with a sideways glance.
"Qi Shengjie, right?"
"You dare to come up even if you are ranked fourth. Aren't you looking for abuse? Get back here!"
Luo Fan had an evil smile on his lips, looked at Qi Shengjie and sneered.
While speaking, Luo Fan patted the treasure bag on his waist, and the top-grade treasure gun flew out and fell into his hand.
Then, Luo Fan pressed down with the soles of his feet, and his body suddenly shot forward.
With the treasured spear in his hand, one shot can sweep across the enemy like sweeping away a thousand troops.
When Luo Fan took out a high-grade treasured spear, Qi Shengjie also patted the treasure bag on his waist and took out a high-grade treasured spear.
"You also know about guns...!"
Qi Shengjie sneered and was about to laugh at Luo Fan, but before he could finish his words, his expression changed drastically.
The power of Luo Fan's spear made Qi Shengjie's heart tremble, and he instinctively felt fear.
Wherever the treasure gun passed, the air burst and the void shook.
The surging gun momentum is like a huge mountain pressing down on the top, like a long river rushing forward.
The wind howled, sharp and heavy, accompanied by thunder.
The power of this shot was earth-shattering, making ghosts cry and gods shaken.
Qi Shengjie quickly used his internal energy to the limit, and his strength completely exploded, but he could only defend with all his strength and block it with one shot.
boom--
The two high-grade treasured spears clashed and collided fiercely, making a deafening explosion.
Whoosh——
At this moment, a figure suddenly shot out from behind.
The sword in Qi Shengjie's hand was shaken and flew away, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth.
In the blink of an eye, Qi Shengjie shot ten feet backward and fell hard to the ground.
Then, he rolled continuously on the ground for more than ten meters before his body stopped, and with a sound, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
"What……?"
Sun Hua exclaimed in surprise and looked shocked.
Mu Feichen and Mu Xiuyuan were equally shocked, their eyes widened and they almost didn't burst out.
The Xuanyang Sect disciples were all stunned, with disbelief on their faces, their mouths wide open, and their jaws dropped to the floor in shock.
Even the Zhendao elders of the two sects suddenly opened their eyes in surprise at this moment.
