In the last martial arts battle, Han Yu Sect and the genius disciples of the Seven Evil Sect took the stage at the same time.

As the final battle between the three sects of martial arts, Cangyun Sect will also send out the most powerful disciples. Although the previous nine martial arts battles, Cangyun Sect won more than lose less, the last two games of the last two games were a confrontation between the strongest disciples of the three major sects.

The geniuses of the three major sects, no matter which side loses, will have a significant impact on their disciples. Therefore, the Cangyun Sect will definitely do its best in this last martial battle.

At the warning of Elder Wen, Li Linyuan stepped onto the high platform. As soon as this genius took the stage, it attracted the cheers of countless disciples of Cang Yun.

The elders of Cangyun Sect don’t care about the name of Nanyuan Beiya, but all the disciples in the sect are well-known.

The appearance of Lu Xichen and Wang Cang also caused the shouts of the disciples of their respective sects, especially those low-level disciples of the Qi Refining Stage in the Seven Evil Sect. When they saw the geniuses of their own sects appear on the stage, they all shouted at the top of their voices.

In the crowd below the Guanyuntai, Bai Yi was helplessly facing Ni Qiuyu, whose tears were not dry, and smiled bitterly.

"I thought you were dead. What's the use of making the puppet so lively? It's a bad idea to make me look ugly in front of others." Ni Qiuyu wiped her tears while shouting with a blushing face. Fortunately, all the disciples around were watching the last fight, but no one noticed her tone of anger like a little girl.

"I have to die in person without a puppet." Bai Yi spread his hands helplessly and said, "It happened suddenly, please don't blame Sister Qiuyu."

Glazed at the boy in front of him, Ni Qiuyu found that her tone was wrong, and she seemed to act coquettishly. She hurriedly changed her words: "Give me aside this time, I will make me cry next time, I don't..."

As he said that, Ni Qiuyu felt confused and thought that she was like an angry girl and was reluctant to give up.

The second half of the sentence turned into a cold snorkeling. Ni Qiuyu turned around and left with a blushing face, squeezed out of the crowd, and returned to Biluo Peak as if she was running away, and she didn't even have the time to watch the last fight.

Gao Ren squeezed over at this time, with a full of admiration on his face. Jiang Dachuan looked at Ni Qiuyu's disappearing figure jealously and said sourly: "My uncle is indeed a master. You can let your senior sister fall into her arms without using spirit stones."

"Brother Yi is so amazing! There is actually a puppet clone!" Tong Ling's weak body also squeezed in front of him and said happily around Bai Yi.

Bai Yi looked at several friends, shook his head helplessly, and then looked at Guanyuntai.

On one side of the platform, Lu Xichen was glaring at him.

The two of them met, and Bai Yi suddenly showed a playful smile and nodded slightly to the girl on the stage. His nod almost made Lu Xichen so angry that he rushed off the stage.

The three genius disciples took the stage and caused countless cheers, but after the cheers, they looked surprised.

What surprised countless Cang Yun’s disciples was Li Linyuan’s location.

Li Linyuan, who was on stage, walked directly to the opposite side of Lu Xichen, ignoring the arrogant Wang Cang from the Qisha Sect.

"How did Li Linyuan become Qingzhou Mingyu's opponent?"

"Senior Brother Li was scared by Wang Cang last time, and he didn't dare to fight him this time?"

"Qingzhou Mingyu is not easy to mess with. Senior Brother Li should choose the most difficult opponent and hand over Wang Cang to other disciples."

"You haven't seen the last time fighting outside the Deacon Hall, Wang Cang actually spits magic weapons. Not to mention Senior Brother Li, Nanyuan Beiya and the two together may not be their opponents."

"It seems that the sect is going to give up this last battle. Just let it go. Foundation-building cultivators can activate magic weapons. Who among the same level can beat it?"

"The Seven Evil Sect is so arrogant. Not only does it mean to slaughter the outer disciples of the Yungu, but they are still bullying the inner disciples in the Deacon Hall. Can't we teach them a lesson?"

"Learn? What lessons should be taught? Unless there are some of the disciples of Cang Yun who can urge the magic weapon."

The disciples of Cangyun Sect were discussing privately, and many were indignant, but none of them dared to climb to Guanyuntai. Even some disciples who had already reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment were afraid of Wang Cang's terrifying strength.

As soon as Wang Cang climbed up the platform, he saw Li Linyuan walking towards Lu Xichen. He immediately laughed and used the bone whip magic weapon.

Bang!

In the crisp explosion, Wang Cang's bone whip whip the gray-haired deacon's body with a whip. The corpse that was originally cut in half suddenly flew out of Guanyuntai and smashed into the crowd of Cangyun's disciples.

In the audience, nearly Bai Cangyun's disciples were covered in blood and their faces were covered in human blood. The shouts of scolding immediately rose, but Wang Cang turned a deaf ear and looked arrogant and arrogant.

"Li Linyuan, were you scared by me yesterday? You didn't even have the courage to stand in front of me? It doesn't matter if you are afraid. Let Long Wuya come out and defeat all of you Nanyuan and Beiya. I, Wang Cang, are the first person under the Golden Pill in Dapu."

Among the disciples of Cangyun Sect, a disciple from Fuyao Peak couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother Long is in seclusion and is not available to fight with your Seven Evil Sect!"

“Secretary?”

Wang Cang snorted coldly: "Hmph, Nanyuan is timid, Beiya is in seclusion, you Cangyun disciples are really bad. Since Nanyuan Beiya dare not fight me, I, Wang, will meet the fairy of your Cangyun Sect for a while!"

"Arrogant people!"

"You are not qualified to fight with our Fairy Cangyun!"

"The first person under the golden elixir is not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue."

When Wang Cang was so provocative, Cang Yun's disciples were furious and did not care about the presence of the sect leader and the elders, they all started to scold.

In the distance, on the seat of the Qisha Gate, Chen Chang looked at the body of the gray-haired deacon who had just been swept off the platform by Wang Cang, then looked at Wang Ran, a disciple of Cangyun outer sect tied to the side of the platform. Finally, he looked in Bai Yi's direction, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

In the crowd, Bai Yi suddenly noticed a murderous intent passing by, and suddenly turned around and looked at Chen Chang's gaze. The only Nascent Soul Elder of the Qisha Sect looked at the proud sect on the platform with a smile.

Is it an illusion...

Bai Yi was suspicious. Although he had just used the Thousand Machine Puppet, his strength was not revealed at all. The Nascent Soul Elder of the Seven Evil Sect should not care about him, an outer disciple.

Bai Yi's expression gradually became gloomy. If he was taken care of by a powerful Yuanying master from the Seven Evil Sect, it would not be a good thing.

On the Guanyuntai, Lu Xichen fought against Li Linyuan, while Wang Cang's opponent did not appear for a long time.

Bang!

A whip sounded again, Wang Cang raised his head and looked in the direction of the elder of Cangyun Sect, and said loudly: "I hope Cangyun Sect will quickly send the last martial arts fight candidate. My bone whip is a little too late. I would like to advise you that if you don't have the cultivation level of the peak of foundation building, it's best not to embarrass the stage."

Wang Cang's crazy words caused a lot of abuse again, and some elders Cangyun could not sit still. However, the Sect Master Cangyun was always as stable as Mount Tai. Li Wenfeng just turned his head slightly and looked at the direction of Wangyue Peak.

Buzz!

Wang Cang had just finished speaking arrogantly when a dazzling purple light suddenly rose from the back mountain of Wangyue Peak, and a bitter sound of breaking through the air from far to near.

When the purple light flew closer, people saw clearly that it was a flying sword full of dark purple.

Above the flying sword, a woman stood straight, wearing a pure white Taoist robe, with a light gauze on her face, and her beautiful hair like a waterfall fluttered with the wind, like a fairy in the Nine Heavens.

After a few breaths, the woman on the flying sword had already arrived above the Guanyuntai. She jumped gently, falling from the sky like a falling petal, standing steadily opposite Wang Cang.

Unlike the woman's agile figure, the purple flying sword seemed a little stiff and changed its shape very slowly. After a while, it returned to the size of a long sword from its flying state, floating in front of the woman. A terrifying aura that surpassed the advanced magic weapon was slowly flowing on the purple sword.

The word "Magic weapon" appeared in the hearts of all the elders of the three sects at the same time. What shocked people even more was that the woman with a light face covering had only the cultivation level of the late stage of foundation building.
Chapter completed!