Chapter 564 The Fast Sword Swept the Arrogant, the Powerful Mo Ying

midair.

Qiao Jiaxi, Long Tianxing, Li Qiankun, Shi Lei and others looked at Wang Ping'an on the third ring and gave him a thumbs up.

"Junior Brother Wang, great job!"

Li Jiaojiao put her hands to her mouth, trumpet-shaped, and shouted in a coquettish voice. The other disciples also agreed and praised Wang Ping'an.

"Next, your opponent is me!"

At this time, a Tianjiao of the third level of the Yuanyuan Realm appeared on the stage, attracting everyone's attention.

This man's face is like a crown jade, and his breath is strong.

At first glance, you can tell that he is a good player in his class.

"Oh, there is another handsome and suave opponent. Look, his strong body, his mighty strength, and his unrivaled aura will definitely win this competition!"

Wang Ping'an was afraid that he would lose.

Therefore, as soon as the opponent came up, he began to poison milk.

"Hmph, I don't eat this set!"

Wang Ping's opponent clenched his hands, and his body was quickly enveloped by dozens of light waves, and his defense became extremely strong.

"Wow, your spiritual shield looks extremely strong, it must not be broken open, right?"

Wang Ping'an couldn't help another wave of poisonous milk.

But his opponent didn't listen at all. He clapped his hands together, and behind him, a flaming bird with a wingspan of ten meters condensed, sending out a rolling heat wave and pounced on Wang Ping'an.

"Exploding Yuandan!"

Wang Ping'an was taken aback, grabbed a lot of low-grade Yuandan-level bursting pills, and threw them out.

Boom boom boom!

The terrifying shock wave bombarded the shield of this genius, smashing it, and even the flame bird he displayed was blown into a flame.

"impossible!"

The young Tianjiao was stunned.

He is the top arrogant in the same rank, and he is also using the fifth-grade defense spell. It is reasonable to say that it should be impossible to defeat.

But now,

But he was defeated by Wang Ping'an's large burst of Yuandan, and his heart was full of disbelief.

"Ingenious catalogue!"

At this moment, Wang Ping'an finally cast a spell.

A picture scroll appeared out of thin air, and a large number of water swords and vines burst out, scrolling the stunned opponent.

boom!

While his opponent was not paying attention, Wang Ping'an threw three explosive Yuandans and blasted them off the ring.

"Unbelievable!"

After the young man fell to the ground, his eyes widened and these words came out of his mouth, "When fighting against this person, I feel like I can only exert half of my strength, how could this be?"

"Could it be that this person has a strong physique and can suppress the opponent's performance?"

The young Tianjiao thought so in his heart.

"Acceptance." At this time, Wang Ping'an bowed his hands to the young Tianjiao.

"Thank you for your mercy."

The young Tianjiao nodded and sat aside, from a contestant to a melon eater.

"What happened to this disciple of the Misty Sect?"

"I feel that you can't even show half of your usual strength. Is the other party cheating?"

"Probably not."

Many Tianjiao present noticed Wang Ping'an and started a series of discussions, but to no avail.

Wang Ping'an stood on the ring No. 3 and continued to defend the ring.

At this time, a figure wearing a black gauze hat appeared in everyone's sight and boarded the No. 8 ring.

That is the competition venue corresponding to the Eighth Layer of Juyuanjing.

"It's Mo Ying!"

"It is said that this person's fast sword is unparalleled in the same rank. In terms of speed, almost no one is his opponent."

Mo Ying's appearance immediately caused a sensation.

When the royal capital Tianjiao came to challenge, Mo Ying, Huo Yunjie, and Qiao Jiaxi won all three battles, and they were already well-known.

"The eighth level of Juyuanjing... This cultivation base is growing too fast, it's almost catching up with the Heavenly Sword King Yizhuang and Jiang Baige of the Sword King Sect!"

"I heard that Jiang Baige and Tiandao Wang Yizhuang have both entered the peak of the Juyuan Realm and will appear in the ninth arena, but there is no shadow yet, and I don't know if they will come."

"The ring battle will last for three days and three nights, and they should appear on the third day!"

"I'm really looking forward to it!"

The people who eat melons are talking a lot.

"Look, Senior Sister Mo is going to challenge the No. 8 Champion."

Long Tianxing pointed at the ring and shouted, which attracted the attention of the disciples of the Misty Sect.

on the ring.

Mo Ying held the scabbard in her left hand and did not draw the sword.

Her opponent was a white-clothed youth at the eighth level of the Juyuan Realm, holding two mid-grade spiritual weapon-level darts.

"You don't even draw your sword, are you looking down on me?"

The young man in white snorted coldly.

He came from the Leiwu Dynasty, and he was a good player in the same rank, and he did not take the arrogance of the Spiritual Kingdom in his eyes.

In his opinion, the Spiritual Kingdom is only a new four-star power, and it will have to develop for at least a few hundred years before it can be compared with the Leiwu Dynasty.

"To deal with you, no sword is needed."

Mo Ying stretched out her right hand, squeezed the sword tactic in her hand, and waved it gently, a sharp sword light slashed out at an extremely fast speed.

"Good come!"

Both hands of the young man in white threw darts at the same time, one rounded and attacked Mo Ying, and the other attacked head-on to meet Mo Ying's sword energy.

next moment.

Mo Ying's right hand waved lightly, and the sword energy easily turned its direction, bypassing the white-clothed youth's dart from the side, and hovering in front of his eyebrows, only an inch away.

The cold breath made him tremble.

On the other side, Mo Ying was pinched back and forth by two darts, but her body swayed slightly and disappeared.

When she reappeared, she was already standing behind the swordsman in white.

Clang!

The sound of sword chants sounded.

Everyone was so dazzled by the dazzling sword light that they almost couldn't open their eyes. When they came back to their senses, they found that Mo Ying pointed at the back of the white swordsman's head. sword.

"Okay... so fast!"

The swordsman in white suddenly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"I surrender!"

He immediately shouted, for fear that Mo Ying's finger would penetrate the back of his head and die.

"Wow!"

"There's no room for resistance!"

"The Mo Ying of the Misty Sect is so terrifying, she deserves to be the first true disciple in the legend."

Mo Ying's easy victory caused a sensation in the crowd.

The top of Misty Peak.

[Zongmen Prestige +763 (Mo Ying)]

[Zongmen Prestige +125 (Wang Ping'an)]

Ye Feng found that the system's prompts became different, and behind the prestige points obtained, there was a note on who brought the benefits to the sect.

"System, is it because of the fifth-stage mission of the Sect Master?"

Ye Feng asked in his heart.

He remembered that the fifth-stage mission of the headmaster was to lead the Misty Sect to be promoted to a three-star power, and to make his disciples famous.

"So, to become famous, to put it bluntly, it is to see how much prestige the disciples can bring to the sect?"

Ye Feng understood in seconds.

"Yes." The system replied, "In order to pass the task assessment, the prestige value brought by the disciples must exceed one million."

"hiss!"

Ye Feng was shocked.

At this stage, when he shows his mighty power outside, he can gain millions or even tens of millions of prestige points at a time.

But who is he?

The head of the misty sect, Ye, is a top powerhouse who once destroyed the soul of the Void Breaking Realm with one foot.

At his level, it is not difficult to gain so much prestige.

However, the highest cultivation of the disciples is no more than the Spirit Sea Realm. By relying on these cultivations alone, they will not gain too much prestige.

"The fifth stage task is quite difficult!"

Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh.

With a thought, a new system panel interface appeared in front of him.

[Zongmen Prestige (Disciple): 1578]

This is the fifth stage of the sect master mission, and all the disciples have obtained for the sect are prestige points, which is a lot less than the minimum goal of 1 million.

"It seems that it is a very correct choice to hold the Tianjiao arena between the two countries."

Ye Feng whispered.

This competition can speed up the progress of the task!