Hunting for Beauty

Wang Yang said with a smile.

The second game was a battle between two small sects, which was nothing to watch.

In the afternoon, the first match was between Huashan's head and Qingcheng's head, this one was worth watching for Ren Xiaoyao, both of them were offended by Ren Xiaoyao, and neither of them was a good thing.

The head of Huashan, Qi Ying, used a long sword, but the weapon of Qingcheng's real Chixia was a knife.

One is the king of weapons, and the other is the overlord of weapons. Who will win this game?

The martial arts of the two people are comparable, and the fighting scenes are much more beautiful than the previous few scenes. One of the two people's true energy is lavender, which is the purple energy of Huashan Zhenshan martial arts, and the other person's true energy It's green, it's Qingcheng's Zhenshan Wuxue Green Jade Art.

The two fought on the field for more than half an hour, but they still couldn't decide the winner. Both of them were very cautious, and neither of them used their unique skills.

According to the regulations, if there is no winner within an hour, both sides will be eliminated. It has been nearly an hour, and they should have used their unique skills.

Sure enough, Qi Ying's swordsmanship of Huashan became fierce, and Chixia could only parry for a while.

After all, it was Huashan's master who was superior, and won the game after the real Chixia supported for another 5 minutes.

Ren Xiaoyao was not interested in watching the next few scenes, and it was a fight between several small sects, which was not interesting at all.

"Senior, what do you think of today's game?"

At night, in the other courtyard, Ren Xiaoyao asked Master Qingxu.

"It's not bad. They have all made great progress and are much stronger than before. This is a good thing, but it is also a bad thing. Their secular mentality is getting heavier. If they are not restrained, ordinary people are likely to suffer. "Although we know martial arts, we still have to play according to the rules of the game. I'm really worried about their current state."

A worried expression appeared on Qingxu's face.

"Well, this is a problem, so I want to be the leader."

Ren Xiaoyao said.

"Xiaolong, there is an unusual game today, can you see it?"

Daoist Qingxu asked.

"Hehe, you mean the match between Huashan faction and Qingcheng faction, hehe, the leader of Huashan faction didn't use real kung fu at all, did he?"

Ren Xiaoyao said.

"Okay, not bad, the observation is not bad, not bad, Qi Ying has hardly used his real strength, it seems that his ambition is not small."

Pure and true.

"Cut, rely on him, no way!"

Ren Xiaoyao said disdainfully, although Qi Ying didn't use his real strength, but how strong he is, I believe Master Qingxu must have seen it.

Chapter 711

"Xiaolong, who do you think is stronger this time?"

Daoist Qingxu asked.

"Hey, senior, to tell you the truth, the only thing I can pay attention to is Kongtong's Wang Yang. I can't figure out his reality, and he also gives me a very uncomfortable feeling."

Ren Xiaoyao thought about it and said.

"That's right, senior, that person also gave me a very uncomfortable feeling."

Red Hair also nodded and said.

"Oh, Kongtong Wangyang, I haven't heard of it. You all practice authentic martial arts. If it makes you feel uncomfortable, there is only one possibility!"

Daoist Qingxu said with a serious expression.

"What is possible?"

Ren Xiaoyao asked.

"He's from the Demon Cult!"

Master Qingxu said word by word.

"The Demon Cult? There really is a Demon Cult?"

Ren Xiaoyao asked in surprise.

"That's right, only the martial arts of the Devil's Cult can compete with our martial arts."

Master Qingxu said with a solemn face.

"Senior, what shall we do now?"

Ren Xiaoyao asked.

"Let's see again, we can't be sure, let's see his performance tomorrow."

Pure and true.

On the second day, the first match was Wang Yang from Kongtong vs. Han Fei, the leader of the Hengshan School.

"Senior Han, I'm going down to Wang Yang, please make more concessions, senior."

Wang Yang was still dressed in white, but held a long sword in his hand.

"Young Master Wang is being polite."

Han Fei is a kind middle-aged man, and he has a relatively good reputation in the ancient martial arts circle, and he is very polite to people, so the ancient martial arts circle called him "Gentleman Han" and "Senior, I am being presumptuous."

After Wang Yang finished speaking, he shook his long sword and stabbed at Han Fei.

Both Kongtong swordsmanship and Hengshan swordsmanship are well-known martial arts in the ancient martial arts world, and neither of them can do anything to the other for a while.

"It's not easy, Wang Yang is very cunning, and now he is using the Kongtong sword technique, there is nothing we can do about him."

Ren Xiaoyao said helplessly to Hong Mao.

"Boss, Wang Yang's Kongtong swordsmanship is very good."

Red Hair said.

"Yes, Kongtong swordsmanship is one of the major martial arts in the ancient martial arts world. Wang Yang has practiced it very proficiently. Within 10 minutes, Han Fei will definitely lose."

Ren Xiaoyao nodded and said.

There is still a stalemate on the field, Wang Yang doesn't seem to be in a hurry to win, and still only cares about defense.