Martial arts become gods

Chapter 3133
"Hehe, are your disciples from the Taihuang Palace still good, but it's a pity that compared with my Fengling tribe, there is still a gap!" Feng Qingxuan laughed.

"Senior, don't you think what you said is ridiculous? How long has the Wind Spirit Clan been passed down? How long has it been since our Taihuang Palace was founded!" But no scruples.

The Wind Spirit Clan was so arrogant, she didn't have to greet them with a smile.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!" Feng Qingxuan snorted coldly, but didn't say anything more.

In the following competitions, the Wind Spirit Clan still has the most chances of winning, and often one person can win several games in a row, and even more than a dozen games in a row.

The momentum of the Taihuang Palace is getting lower and lower. Judging from the current situation, it is really too difficult for them to win.

Those from the Wind Spirit Clan are all masters who are unique in a million.

The Taihuang Temple was not established for a long time, and Mo Xian's group of real masters have all become the high-level officials of the Taihuang Temple, so they have no way to fight in person, and the scene is very passive.

"Is this the foundation of Taihuang Palace? It's really disappointing!" Hai Tiandi shook his head and said.

Mo Xian frowned. How could it be possible for the younger generation of the Wind Spirit Tribe to be so powerful out of nowhere? Could it be that they really moved out the bottom of the box?

You know, the core disciples of Taihuang Palace can go out and be able to stand on their own.

But this is also impossible, after all, the opponent of the Fengling Clan has never been Taihuang Palace, but another ancient clan.

"Is there no one left?" On the competition field, the young Fengling clansman said contemptuously, he has won more than ten games in a row, and now there is no one to play.

The disciples of the Taihuang Palace were also very helpless. If they were not strong enough, they would be instantly killed if they went up, and they might suffer from lifelong illness.

"It seems that we are going to win this time!" Feng Qingxuan said indifferently, it is actually that simple to get Wan Yaofeng and get rid of Taihuang Palace, and there is no need for fanfare at all.

In the end, it’s okay even if it’s true. Anyway, it’s just a normal discussion, and it’s still a matter between the younger generation.

Soon, some of the disciples of Taihuang Hall couldn't bear it anymore, and appeared in the arena as soon as they moved.

However, their fate was miserable, they were killed almost in one move, and they were obviously seriously injured.

Seeing his disciples leaving the stage with serious injuries, Mo Xian gritted his teeth in hatred, but if this is the case, the Taihuang Palace may really be over, and their hard work during this period will be completely wasted.

"If there is no one, just announce the result. This competition is really boring and not challenging at all!" Although there were few people from the Fengling tribe, their arrogance overwhelmed the Taihuang Temple at home.

"Who said we have no one left!" At this time, a cold voice came, and then a light figure appeared on the field, and it was Xi Yan.

Holding her long sword of falling feathers, she looked at the other party expressionlessly.

"It's Junior Sister Xiyan!" Immediately, all the disciples of Taihuang Hall immediately cheered, Xiyan is one of the most outstanding disciples of Taihuang Hall, if she plays, there should be no problem.

"Tsk tsk, she's still a beauty, but I won't show mercy later!" the Feng Ling clansman clicked his tongue, looking at Xi Yan wantonly.

"Who asked her to come!" Mo Xian's face darkened, Xiyan's injury had not yet healed, and she didn't know what would happen if she rushed into battle.

What's more, she can only display [-]% of her strength at most now, and more than half of the Fengling clan didn't play, and Xi Yan was exhausted to death.

"I can't stop them!" Shen Wei arrived afterward, panting.

"Damn it!" Mo Xian clenched his fists tightly, facing the mighty Wind Spirit Clan, he didn't even have the strength to protect his apprentice at this time.

In fact, not only Xiyan, but also A Li, once Xiyan loses, she will immediately replace her.

Of course they knew the possible consequences, but it was just a stop that was about Taihuang Palace and Mo Xian's honor, so they had no choice but to take action.

No matter how difficult it is, they must hold the last line of defense for Mo Xian.

The battle started again in the martial arts arena, and Xiyan showed amazing strength when she made a move. The long sword in her hand tore through the air, bringing out sharp trails.

Her opponent couldn't stand it at all, and was quickly defeated.

"Unexpectedly, there are such outstanding disciples in Taihuang Palace!" Feng Qingxuan frowned slightly, and Xiyan's appearance had greatly exceeded his expectations.

Mo Xian's complexion was not good. Although he had ended the Wind Spirit Clan's winning streak of more than a dozen, he could tell that Xi Yan's situation was not optimistic.

If he continued to fight, the injuries in his body might explode, and it would be dangerous at that time.

As if sensing Mo Xian's gaze, Xi Yan also looked at Mo Xian, and nodded slightly, signaling to reassure Mo Xian.

But in this general situation, how can Mo Xian rest assured.

The competition continued, and the Fengling tribe also replaced with stronger tribesmen. Xiyan is now an eight-star martial master, and her strength is not weak, but it is still very difficult to win.

Her injuries also began to explode under the situation of forced exercise, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but it was not obvious.

"Junior Sister Xiyan, defeat them!" All the disciples of Taihuang Hall cheered for no reason, Xiyan won three consecutive victories as soon as she came on the stage, which made their momentum rise again.

But the good times didn't last long, as the injuries gradually broke out, Xi Yan gradually became a little exhausted.

In order to prevent Xi Yan from being injured, Mo Xian immediately conceded defeat and terminated the competition.

"Master, I'm sorry to embarrass you again!" Xiyan said weakly when being hugged off by Mo Xian.

"You've done a good job!" Mo Xian felt a pain in his heart.

"Master, let me do it!" At this time, Ah Li stepped forward and said.

"No, you can't continue fighting due to your injuries!" Mo Xian immediately refused, even if he lost, he didn't want to let A Li and Xi Yan's warriors have problems along the way, otherwise how could he deserve the title of master.

Xiyan's battle just now had already made him tremble, and he would fall if he was not careful. He didn't want Ah Li to do the same thing again.

"Master, if you hadn't rescued me from the fishing village, I wouldn't be where I am today. What Master gave me is the best. Today, let me fight for you once. Even if I die, I will die." No regrets, otherwise I will never be able to forgive myself!" A Li said flatly, there were some things she had to say, otherwise she might not have the chance to say them.

"Ali!"

Hearing this, Mo Xian's body trembled, and there was a thousand words in his heart but he couldn't say anything at this moment.

In this moment of stupefaction, Ah Li moved and appeared in the arena.

"You really have two good apprentices, if they fall, you, the master, should feel very distressed!" Feng Qingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, flashing a dangerous light.

"Hehe, if anything happens to them, all of your Wind Spirit Clan will be buried with them!" Mo Xian sneered, this competition made him see clearly the gap between Taihuang Palace and these real behemoths, Taihuang There is still a long way to go.

Hearing this, Feng Qingxuan snorted softly, he didn't know where Mo Xian got the confidence to say such things, it was really ridiculous.

(End of this chapter)