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An elder on the high platform said, "This power, this speed, Qin Shuang can't delay it anymore, Zhong Ze is definitely the first inner disciple."

Qin Shuang's figure kept flying back, and her slightly black face suddenly turned yellow, and she pushed her hand towards Zhong Ze.

A dead breath spread with Qin Shuang's picture, and the green sea of ​​grass seemed to lose its vitality and turned yellow. On the entire arena, the vitality that seemed to be pulled away turned into a dead place.

"Clang clang clang..."

The withered yellow grass swords collided with Zhong Ze, and were still crushed by Zhong Ze. However, Zhong Ze's golden light was quickly dimming, as if it had lost its vitality and was falling into silence.

"This is the mystery of withering and flourishing." An elder stood up suddenly.

The elders looked at each other: "With the strength of these two people, even the cultivators who have just broken through the Jindan stage are not an opponent."

“Buzz buzz…”

Countless grass swords gathered into thirty-six yellow swords, forming a small Zhoutian sword formation. It surrounded Zhong Ze in the sword formation. A trace of vitality was peeled off Zhong Ze's body, and the golden light quickly became dull.

"Crack..."

After the originally shiny surface of the body dimmed, a trace of cracks appeared, like a spider web.

"not good!"

The elders on the platform stood up almost at the same time. They saw that Zhong Ze was very dangerous at this time. It was extremely reluctant for him to unite the gun. As Zhong Ze said, he himself could not fully control it. Now his body is cracking and he is already dying.

Qin's eyes moved, and she still admired Zhong Ze a little. With her sleeves, the small Zhoutian sword formation dispersed and turned into dead grass all over the sky.

However, at this time, Zhong Ze seemed to have lost his mind, with golden energy surrounding his body, stepping on his feet and two guns, and his arms were double guns. A layer of fine golden scales floated on his entire body, rushing towards Qinshuang.

Around him, hissing gold energy fluctuated, and golden short guns stood in a row, dragging the long gold energy, cutting a sliver of space.

"hold head high……"

The green dragon behind Qinshuang pressed his claws on Qinshuang's shoulders, and the dragon head poked out in front of Qinshuang, winding out, rushed to Qinshuang, shook his head and tail, and threw the dragon tail towards Zhong Ze who was rushing towards him.

"boom……"

The green dragon roared and the golden spear was clanging. The huge dragon tail swept away the rows of golden spears, bombarded Zhong Ze's body, and pulled his body out.

A golden stream of light flew out of the ring, and the sound of "cracking" shattering. Zhong Ze separated from the unity of man and gun, and his body fell heavily to the ground. With a "clang", the big gun stabbed beside him, shaking constantly, making a buzzing sound.

The elders on the high platform twitched nervously together. With Zhong Ze's performance, he would be a core disciple in the future. If he dies or is disabled, it will definitely be a loss to the sect.

An elder flew down from the platform and came to Zhong Ze. His spiritual sense swept out, his face relaxed, he took out a pill and took it for Zhong Ze to take it, then ordered someone to carry him away, shaking his clothes, flew onto the platform, and nodding at Qin Shuang with relief. In fact, everyone on the platform could see that Qin Shuang was merciless, otherwise, as long as Qin Shuang did not dare to go to the withered yellow sword formation, Zhong Ze would undoubtedly die.

At this time, only two are floating in the sky.

One is Qinshuang.

One is Zhou Wei.

On the high platform.

All the elders were talking.

"This month is endless, it's really not easy. Just one year after entering the foundation-building period, I have practiced from the first level to the late stage of the tenth level, and I have also understood the mystery of remnant and prosperous. This talent and qualifications are not as good as Xu Feibai at the beginning, right?"

"Zhou Wei must have encountered a great adventure. He was only fourth last year, but now he has entered the finals. Who do you think Yue Wujun and Zhou Wei can win?"

"Although Yue Wujun is powerful, we have seen through her. Her spiritual power is very strong and her explosive power is extremely strong. She has also comprehended the mystery of remnant and prosperous and the small Zhoutian formation. Strong is extremely strong, but all the trump cards have been exposed. However, Zhou Wei is different. From the competition, whether he encounters strong hands or weak people, he defeats the enemy in three moves. There are no more or less, and it makes people unable to see where his bottom line is.

Such a person is the most terrifying. Zhou Wei should win the first place in this competition for inner disciples.”

"It's a pity for Yue Wujin. If she had entered the inner door a year earlier, with her talent and qualifications, she would have been the first. It's just that the time she entered the inner door was too short."

Above the sky.

Two floating arenas floated towards the middle, and with a "boom", they connected together and turned into a big arena. Qin Shuang and Zhou Wei stood opposite each other.

Above the ground.

Although it was extremely quiet, every monk's heart was boiling.

This result is really surprising!

Originally, in their hearts, the first in this inner competition could only be between Xiuxian and Yuan Yingxiu. Unexpectedly, Xiuxian had formed a pill. What else can be argued about?

First, who else is besides Yuan Yingxiu?

However, he did not expect that Zhou Wei suddenly emerged and defeated Yuan Yingxiu, and there were only three moves, which made everyone feel that his surroundings were unfathomable now.

Even so, Zhou Wei is not a dark horse. He ranked fourth last year, and he had an adventure and could accept it. What he really couldn't accept was Qin Shuang.

Qinshuang is the real dark horse!

After only entering the inner gate for a year, I stood at this height. Although the momentum of Qinshuang made a breakthrough, it was a big hit. But that was just a breakthrough. How could it be compared with these top old-fashioned monks at the peak of the late stage of foundation building?

"Senior Brother Xin, do you think Wanjin will win?" Huang Caiyi asked softly.

"I can't see through!"

"Can't see through who?"

"No one can see through it." Xin Suifeng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Their cultivation is far beyond us, and we can't see through them at all. The gap between us and them is too big."

Huang Caiyi, Gao Chonglou and Chi Hua all showed frustration on their faces when they heard this. Chi Hua no longer had any hatred for Qin Shuang. The gap between the two was too big, and after entering the outer door from the outer door, their horizons became broader, and they had long been indifferent to the little things about the outer door.

On the ring.

Qin Shuang held the Dinghai Sword in her hand early, and Zhou Wei on the opposite side gave her a very dangerous feeling. This was the first time she had this feeling from a foundation-building cultivator.

Zhou Wei also held a long sword with golden light in his hand, and looked at Qinshuang with his eyes fixed on him. He said lightly to Qinshuang:

"please!"

Qin Shuang's left hand moved and led, and the grass on the ground rose up from the ground, forming a green sea of ​​swords roaring towards Zhou Wei. This time, Qin Shuang did not hide his strength at all, and the power of the thirteenth level of the Foundation Establishment Period burst out, and the number and speed of the grass swords were several times faster than before.

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