Looking at Ji Jiang whose strength suddenly soared a lot again, Master Murong's face was solemn, and the sword in his hand was raised again.

The power in Ji Jiang's body entered its peak state again after the moment of brewing. Ji Jiang stepped on his feet and the speed of the surge was as high as Master Murong's use of body skills.

Ji Jiang, who had a ferocious smile on his face, flashed out, and his huge fist, with the sound of oppressive wind, angrily hit Master Murong's head.

The fierce energy coming from above the head changed slightly. Master Murong's face. He held the sword tightly and a sword energy suddenly burst out. With the help of the counter-thrust of this force, Master Murong retreated suddenly.

"I want to run!" Looking at Master Murong who was retreating anxiously, Ji Jiang sneered, stepped forward, and actually chased him up, his body slightly bowed, and then he appeared in front of Master Murong again in the blink of an eye.

"Go to die!" With a grim smile, Ji Jiang's fist slammed down at Master Murong's head again.

Seeing that he had no choice but to hide, Murong Shi frowned, and the spiritual power in his body surged again. Then he raised the long sword in his hand and met him hard.

"Bang!"

A dull sound rang out in the competition area. The two of them had just touched the ground and seemed to be shattering the stone slabs in the competition area.

"Hmph! Master Murong, are you just the trick?"

Seeing that Master Murong chose to confront him head-on rather than choose powerful martial arts to compete with him, a trace of disdain flashed through Ji Jiang's pupils, and the spiritual power in his body flowed along the meridians and then bombarded out.

"Hmph..." The huge power made Mr. Murong's face turn slightly white. A low muffled groan came from his throat. He staggered and quickly retreated until he was almost at the edge of the competition area before he slowly stopped.

"Master Murong, I didn't expect you to use your meteoric killing skills. Do you really think I dare not ruin you?" Seeing that Master Murong refused to use his delisted martial arts, Ji Jiang couldn't help but feel a little angry. You must know that his strength is four small levels higher than Master Murong. It's hard for him to imagine that Master Murong will not use martial arts until now.

"Ji Jiang, although I don't know your origin, since you have repeatedly provoked me, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!" Master Murong shouted coldly.

Listening to Master Murong's arrogant words, Ji Jiang couldn't help but frowned and then burst into laughter.

"Haha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard this year!" Ji Jiang said.

Seeing Ji Jiang's appearance, Master Murong could no longer bear it, so he immediately stood up in front of him, chanting the magic spell in his mouth, and quickly casting magic seals with his left hand.

Taking a deep breath, Master Murong looked at Ji Jiang.

"It's over, the lackey of the Dragon and Tiger Gang..." Mr. Murong suddenly stood up and shouted coldly at Ji Jiang.

The shadow in front of him flashed by. Before Ji Jiang could react, he saw Master Murong who was rushing towards him like lightning.

Feeling the power of this energy, Ji Jiang finally showed a rare solemnity on his face. He kicked the soles of his feet and let out an angry shout from his mouth. On his green body, there seemed to be a flame ignited.

"Four-star martial arts, death killing!"

A cold shout made the sword in Murong's hand suddenly fall, and the sword light burst into pieces, and a sound of cutting metal was heard.

Feeling the sound from his body, Ji Jiang's face was shocked. The martial arts that seemed powerless, Mr. Murong was so perverted!

"Boom!" After a loud bang, Mr. Murong's position changed again, making it difficult to understand.

"Okay, do you think I don't know what your martial arts are? Look at me breaking the rotten tortoise shell on your body!" Master Murong shouted coldly.

Master Murong had no expression on his face, quickly pinched mysterious magic seals in his hand, and then threw the long sword in his hand in the air. The long sword was powerless and rotated rapidly, instantly transforming nearly a hundred sword energy.

"Fallen Kill, Fantasy Kill!"

With a cold shout, nearly a hundred sword energy transformed from the air hit Ji Jiang's back, which immediately made Ji Jiang, who was originally extremely arrogant, retreat repeatedly.

"Puff!" A mouthful of old blood was spurted out, and Ji Jiang felt that there seemed to be liquid flowing out of his back, but in just an instant, Ji Jiang quickly suppressed it with the powerful spiritual power in his body.

"I said that with your fifth-level foundation building strength, you can't break my corpse demon skills!" Ji Jiangsenran smiled slowly.

"Is that true?" Mr. Murong smiled coldly, withdrew the sword in his hand, and it seemed that he was going to walk down the field.

Seeing this, Ji Jiang felt a little angry in his heart. He stepped on the ground and wanted to attack Murong again. But just as Ji Jiang got up, a dull sound suddenly came from behind Ji Jiang, and his rioting figure was stunned. The ferocious rage on his face also quickly solidified, replaced by horror.

"Puff! How is that possible?" A mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs spurted out of Ji Jiang's mouth. The body, which originally emitted a faint light, quickly returned to normal, and then collapsed softly.

Master Murong didn't even look back and whispered to the dumbfounded disciple in the No. 3 competition area, "Can the result be announced?"

Seeing this, the disciple quickly came back to his senses and shouted loudly, "I announce that the No. 3 competition area, No. 23 Murong won and successfully entered tomorrow's semi-finals! At the same time, he received a reward of 50 additional Dan God tickets!"

...

It was not until Master Murong walked out of the competition area that the disciples who were watching the field realized.

“Is this over?”

"Yes, will you win?"

"Oh my God, what kind of perverts are the newcomers this year? First, Leng Daniu, who refined the nine-patterned pill, now there is a higher level challenge, and if anyone wants to survive!"

"That's right, you know that I just put all my wealth on Jiang Ying. This dog was beaten up by Master Murong, who was much less powerful than me!"

...

The dissenting words of the crowd did not affect Master Murong, and he walked back to the place where the disciples of the Jiuwen Sect were without expression on the way.

"Master Murong, you are so fierce! Even Ji Jiang, who is tenth in the Alchemy God List, has defeated him. And seeing this guy's miserable appearance, he won't think of getting up in less than a year or two. You are so cruel!" Qian Duoduo said.

Mr. Murong didn't care about Qian Duoduo's face as if he was successful. "This is thanks to your analysis of the strength and martial arts of these people before the game, otherwise I wouldn't have won this competition so easily." Mr. Murong said.

Seeing that Master Murong was a rare praising man, Qian Duoduo showed joy on his face.

"Haha, nothing, it's all what I should do. But now there is no one who has entered the semi-finals. I guess you should be over in this round!" Qian Duoduo said.

"Well, I've been a little harder just now. If I hadn't mastered this person's move habits and martial arts in advance, I'm afraid I might not have been able to survive this round." Master Murong said.

Qian Duoduo said nothing when he heard the sound, turned his head and looked at the disciples who were blown away in the No. 1 competition area, and then thought for a moment.

On the court, after the last disciple announced that he had entered the semi-finals, the knockout match of the second inner goal competition ended.

The top ten disciples on the Dan God List, except for Yao Moxi and Ji Jiang who were eliminated by Murong in one round, all entered the semi-finals without exception.

It’s strange that the opponents Murong encountered in both rounds were all disciples in the top ten of the Alchemy God List, and they all won. Therefore, Mr. Murong was affectionately called the top ten terminator by the disciples on the field!

...

Seeing that the game was over, Elder Wu slowly walked onto the martial arts training ground and coughed softly.

"Silent!" Elder Wu shouted loudly.

When the disciples saw Elder Wu coming to speak, they closed their mouths one after another.

Seeing that there was no noise in the venue, Elder Wu nodded slightly, "After two days of fierce competition, I have seen everyone's progress and efforts. Do not be discouraged by the eliminated disciples. Do not be discouraged. There is still a chance in the future. Do not be proud of the winners, because you will not know what kind of opponent you will encounter next!"

"In order to ensure fairness of the competition, the draw of the semi-finals will be held before the start of tomorrow's game. I hope that every disciple who enters the semi-finals can show his best form!" said Elder Wu.

After talking, Elder Wu walked down from the martial arts training ground and with the results of the competition, he slowly went to the head hall with his accompanying disciples.

...

On the other hand, Wang Yu in the Dan God Tower had a day to refine the pure spiritual power in the spiritual vein, and his strength was restored from the original fourth-level foundation building to the eighth-level foundation building, and he was only one step away from recovering to the ninth-level foundation building.

I opened my eyes and looked at Xiaoling who was slightly tired, and I felt a little reluctant.

"Xiao Ling, come here." Wang Yu said.

When Xiao Ling saw Wang Yu calling him, she opened her mouth wide and swallowed the slightly dim spiritual vein, and then walked towards Wang Yu in a small step.

He jumped gently, jumped into Wang Yu's arms, and then rubbed his little head against Wang Yu, as if he was hungry.

Seeing this, Wang Yu took out a bottle of spiritual liquid and a jade plate from the storage ring, and then put a few drops of spiritual liquid in the bottle.

"Meow ~"

Seeing Xiaoling swallowing the jade plate into her belly, Wang Yu smiled bitterly, then touched Xiaoling's head with his hand, and Xiaoling suddenly made a gurgling sound, very lively.

"Little guy, thank you for your hard work, let's go back to the Immortal Beast Ring to rest first."

A pale white light flashed, retracting the little spirit back to the ring of the fairy beast, and then feeling the majestic spiritual power in the body.

"There is still some time before the early morning. If you can restore to the ninth level of foundation building, you will be more sure of the subsequent competition." After rubbing your slightly swollen head, Wang Yu sighed in a low voice.

Suddenly, Wang Yu slapped his forehead suddenly, as if he had thought of something.

"Spiritual liquid! Before, Lao Lao's strength was damaged and he could use spiritual liquid to recover. I must be able to use spiritual liquid to restore his fallen cultivation!" Wang Yu exclaimed.

After saying that, golden light flashed, and three bottles of spiritual liquid were neatly placed in front of Wang Yu.

"Grandma, let's not do it all the time, see if you can take this opportunity to directly recover to the Golden Pill stage!" After a crazy look, Wang Yu took a bottle of spiritual liquid and poured it into his mouth. He thought for a while, hesitated a little, and then swallowed the remaining two bottles of spiritual liquid together.
Chapter completed!