Uncle is so fierce

This

Just lost?

Cao Qintian's face became extremely ugly.

Wang Ming, who was regarded as a genius and monster in their sect, was actually defeated by one move, his face was slapped.

Just now they boasted that Wang Ming could challenge by leapfrogging, but in the end they didn't even have a chance to make a move.

"Emperor Cao, this disciple in your sect can't beat even the realm, how can you go beyond the rank?"

Zhang Shanfeng said with a smile.

Cao Qintian held his jade flute tightly with one hand, and the smile on his face was a bit ugly.

"Throughout the ages, there are not many challengers who have stepped up. It is also reasonable for this disciple of my sect to fail. Besides, losing today may not be a bad thing."

This remark caused everyone in the Haotian School to chuckle, just now they boasted how much their disciples had left, and now they began to defend themselves.

This Cang Lei Dongtian really doesn't want to suffer.

Cao Qintian glanced at everyone in the Haotian School, and said with a smile: "Why don't we have the second round, the competition between disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage is the highlight."

After finishing speaking, he gave Elder Yunfu a wink.

I saw that Elder Yunfu selected a high-level foundation-building disciple from among the many disciples.

"Plum Spear Bing, are you sure you can win?"

Di Zuo, who was called the Plum Spear Soldier, stepped out and said triumphantly, "Elder, don't worry, this disciple will never lose."

Su Fan glanced at the plum spear soldier, and was also happy.

nothing wrong?from this name

Atmospheric.

How about finding an old iron 666 to compete with him?

Zhang Shanfeng watched the plum spear soldier enter the arena, he felt a little unsure, the highest foundation-building disciples in Haotian School were only middle-level, and it was difficult to win against high-level ones.

I'm afraid they will lose this round.

"Disciple Fang Qingming is willing to compete with Fellow Daoist Mei!"

Among the disciples of the Haotian School, he took a step forward, his eyes full of determination.

Since Fang Qingming came back from Bixia City last time, he broke through to the middle level of foundation building with the help of dragon blood and dragon meat, and he was really reluctant to face the high level plum spear soldiers.

However, there are not many middle-level foundation-building disciples in the sect, and most of them have no actual combat experience. On the contrary, Fang Qingming and the others have killed many fish monsters in Bixia City, and their strength is still stable.

Zhang Shanfeng turned his head to look at Su Fan, and asked, "Master, look at it."

"It's okay, let Fang Qingming try. Anyway, if you lose, you won't lose, and if you win, you will earn blood." Su Fan said with a smile on his face.

Now the initiative is in their Clear Sky School, even if Fang Qingming loses, it will only be a draw.

Zhang Shanfeng:

What Uncle Shi said was very straightforward, but it sounded like nothing wrong.

Xiao Jixiang's victory has already made them a profit for the Haotian School, and it's not a bad thing for Fang Qingming to play.

"allow!"

Fang Qingming heard it right, and entered the stage with a chuckle, looking at the plum spear soldiers opposite him indifferently.

When Cao Qintian saw that the middle-level foundation-builder appeared on the stage of Haotianzong, the smile on his face was much brighter, and he was full of confidence in his heart.

Isn't it just a joke to fight high-level foundation establishment against middle-level foundation establishment?

Mei Maobing glanced at Fang Qingming, sneered and said, "Fang Daoyou, my shots don't matter, you have to be careful."

"Please!"

Fang Qingming raised his hand as a salute, but he was not in a hurry to take the lead.

Mei Maobing's eyes were full of sarcasm, and the sword in his hand was stuck into the ground.

"There is no need to use weapons to deal with you!"

After speaking, he raised his hand and pinched the formula, and the spiritual energy surrounded his body, turning into a fierce tiger, and rushed out in response to the sound.

Fang Qingming's face was calm, and he raised his hand and typed out the three formulas, and a golden light appeared in his hand, directly stopping the attacking tiger.

"It's kind of interesting, but you should retreat for me!"

"Phantom Beast Fight!"

The plum spear soldiers made another move, and strange beast heads appeared on the left and right hands, which was hideous and terrifying.

Seeing that the other party wanted to fight him personally, Fang Qingming immediately withdrew his hands and returned to defense.

"Oh!"

"Boom!"

The two of you came and went and counted moves, Mei Maobing's face also became ugly.

He couldn't suppress Fang Qingming, and he couldn't even take advantage of it.

Fang Qingming struck with a palm, and knocked the plum spear soldiers back.

The plum spear soldier also stepped back three or four steps, saw the sword stuck on the ground beside him, and pulled it out with his hands.

"bass!"

The sword is out of its sheath!

A black spirit sword slowly emerged from behind him, and the temperature in the entire venue dropped suddenly.

"My sword will let you see clearly the gap between you and me!"

In the arena, the black sword shadow flew, extremely fierce, and came straight to Fang Qingming's side.

Fang Qingming's expression was indifferent, and he didn't let go of the spirit sword of the plum spear soldier at all, and the pair of jade bracelets on his wrists burst out with a dazzling green light.

"laugh!"

The sword shadow flew by, and the plum spear soldiers had already arrived behind Fang Qingming, their wrists were turned, and the black sword energy turned into mid-air, hanging above Fang Qingming's head.

"Sly Sword Art!"

"fall!"

The sword finger in the plum spear soldier's hand suddenly swung down, and the black giant sword in mid-air was pulled and smashed down.

In a blink of an eye, Fang Qingming's jade bracelet vibrated wildly, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

"A dream for a thousand years!"

Fang Qingming uttered a cold shout from inside the field, and everything was still for a while, the tip of the black giant sword was on the ground, and it couldn't fall down.

The plum spear soldier's face changed drastically, it was already too late to fight back.

I saw Fang Qingming walking slowly to Mei Maobing's side, using his hand as a knife to press Mei Maobing's throat, his eyes were extremely clear.

"you lose!"

Immediately, the entire Haotian School was in an uproar.

"Senior Brother Fang is so good, he won the high-level foundation establishment with the intermediate foundation establishment!"

"The plum spear soldier probably doesn't know yet, Senior Brother Fang's master is the elder of our Clear Sky School, right?"

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Fang is a person who has experienced with Uncle Senior, not everyone can win."

""

Cao Qintian's face was ashen, and he said coldly: "Sect Master Zhang, this round shouldn't be counted. Your disciple only won by using the spiritual weapon. If he faced it head-on for a moment, he would lose."

"puff"

Hearing this, Su Fan was overjoyed.

"Emperor Cao, are you still shameless?"

Su Fan shook his head and smiled: "The Plum Spear soldiers built a high-level foundation and also used spiritual weapons. It should be normal for my nephew Fang to use spiritual weapons to win. Could it be that you Cang Lei Dongtian can only use spiritual weapons in this competition? "

"You..." Cao Qintian paused for a moment, waved his hands and said in a cold voice, "Forget it, we've lost this time!"

This time, their Cang Lei Dong Tian lost all their face.

In the Qi refining stage, the opponent won with one move, and in the foundation building stage, the winner was divided by several moves. It's really embarrassing.

When Cao Qintian saw that his disciples were a little depressed, he also became anxious. It would be bad if morale was hit because of this incident.

Since the disciples have all lost, he will take action himself to regain face from the elders.

Isn't this Su Fan the uncle of Haotianzong?

As long as he is defeated, the entire Haotian School will be ashamed!

"Fellow Daoist Su, I have gained a lot in practice recently, why don't you give me some pointers?" Cao Qintian turned his head and said.

Hearing this, Zhang Shanfeng and the others were all shocked. They didn't expect Cao Qintian to be so bold that even Su Fan dared to challenge him.

One must know that Su Fan was a monk who killed Nascent Soul Flood Dragon with one punch, and Cao Qintian was only at the peak of Jindan, how could he beat Su Fan?

Su Fan said, "Are you sure?"

Cao Qintian was anxious to save face, nodded and said: "Of course I'm sure, fellow Daoist Su, would you like to give me some pointers?"

"Okay!" Su Fan immediately agreed.

Su Fan took out his Dragon Cry Armor, and for a while there was a sound of dragon cries in the venue, while he himself stood with his hands behind his back, standing in the middle of the open space.

"You shoot, as long as I take a step back, I will lose."

He put on the Dragon Cry Armor to test the condition of the Dragon Cry Armor, to see if the peak Jindan could leave a mark on it.

Cao Qintian's face was gloomy, and he didn't care when he saw Su Fan wearing a magic weapon.

How can he say that he is a monk at the peak of Jindan, and he is easy to deal with a monk at the eleventh level of Qi Refining?

"Fellow Daoist Su, be careful!"

Cao Qintian snorted coldly, raised his hand and struck out with a palm, the palm print moved the wind and dust, and thunder accompanied it.

"boom!"

Su Fan didn't dodge at all, and let the palm hit him, but it didn't seem to have any effect, it just blown his clothes and hair up.

The Dragon Ming Armor had already blocked all the damage.

"Come again." Su Fan said calmly.

A sternness flashed in Cao Qintian's eyes, he leaped directly into the air, and raised his hand to attract lightning, a small black cloud hung in the air, and the lightning flashed.

"Nine Heavens Royal Lightning Technique!"

"Snapped!"

A silver lightning fell and hit Su Fan directly, followed by three lightning bolts.

"Crack! Crack!"

The ground under Su Fan's feet had become scorched black, but he himself had a calm expression, and there was no trace of injury on his body.

Hey, this Dragon Ming Armor is really good, it should be able to play a big role in crossing the tribulation.

Cao Qintian in mid-air kept attracting thunder and lightning, but he still couldn't hurt Su Fan at all. Instead, his spiritual power was consumed by half.

"You are competing wearing a magic weapon. I can't break your defense, and you can't hurt me. Such a competition is meaningless." Cao Qintian said with a gloomy face.

"Okay, then I'll take off the Dragon Cry Armor, but I might make a move, so be careful."

As Su Fan said that, he reached out and took off the Dragon Ming Armor, while Cao Qintian's eyes flashed with surprise.

"There is a flaw!"

Immediately, Cao Qintian jumped out, his whole body was covered with lightning, and he directly attacked and killed him.

Su Fan looked at Cao Qintian whom he brought up, raised his hand and waved it lightly, as if he was slapping a mosquito that harassed him.

"Snapped!"

Cao Qintian only felt a sharp pain on his face, and he flew upside down immediately, bumping into a lot of houses with his face, and finally inlaid on the mountainside in the distance.

"Sorry, no hold."

Su Fan shook his head and said, "I told you I'll make a move, why are you so careless?"