When Wang Heng heard this, his face turned blue and red, but at this time, he couldn't refute anything, because it was indeed she who broke what she said before.

Wang Heng took a deep breath and looked at Bai Yiren.

"Miss Piaomiao, I was so surprised. I was one level higher than you. You could break through the impact of my magic power. I didn't expect that a small flower god palace would have a disciple like you. It seems that the sects in the secular world are not as unbearable as the rumors." Wang Heng wanted to find some face for himself and said.

But why does this sound like a sarcastic meaning? Although it is not a satirical Bai Yiren, it is also a satirical Hua Shen Palace.

Yue Xi and others were definitely unhappy when they heard this, but they couldn't refute anything, because Wang Heng was right. They were just a small sect in the secular world. In order to survive, they had to hold such activities to win over the sects in the world of immortal cultivation.

"Hmph! Senior Brother Wang is right. Our Flower God Palace is indeed a small sect. Isn't it enough? I don't think the strength of the cultivator can be judged by the sect's level. Senior Brother Wang, you have to be ready. I have to use all my strength." Bai Yiren retorted, and then a white light filled the sword in his hand.

The white light seemed illusory, like the halo of the sun. Bai Yiren could use not many moves here. Currently, the only ones that can be used are the Flower God Seven Styles and the Piaomiao Sword Technique.

Bai Yiren's move is called the Floating Light Brilliant Shadow. After the move was used, a afterimage suddenly flew out of Bai Yiren's body. The speed was faster than the servants. In a blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Wang Heng and then stabbed a sword. The sword was very fast.

Wang Heng barely reacted. He quickly raised his sword and blocked his chest without permission. Bai Yiren's sword stabbed her fan and repelled him for a while. Then the phantom disappeared, but then another sword light flew over and hit Wang Heng. Once he forced him back a few steps, and then he was about to withdraw from the ring.

"So fast?" Wang Heng murmured in his heart.

Bai Yiren's moves were indeed very fast. He didn't look like a late-stage cultivator in the foundation building stage. He felt very difficult, but Bai Yiren's attack was not over yet. After Bai Yinri used two consecutive moves, he shot out with a quick shot, like a sharp sword, stabbing Wang Heng.

When Wang Heng saw Bai Yiren rushing over, he glanced behind him, then quickly dodged to the side. The sword stabbed him through his neck, almost killing her.

The sword had no intention of hesitation at all, as if he was really going to kill Wang Heng. Wang Heng's neck was cut by the sword wind of the sword. After she avoided the sword, she immediately touched her neck, and then looked at Bai Yiren very angry.

"Miss Piaomiao, I've been giving in a lot of humility next time. Are you too much of this?" Wang Heng said furiously.

He felt the crisis of death just now, and he felt that if he didn't dodge, Bai Yiren would have killed him with this sword.

"Then don't give in. Your cultivation is higher than mine. I definitely can't let you go. Besides, don't you want to see my full strength? Isn't this just exerting my full strength? Isn't it time to eat my sword?" Bai Yiren was too lazy to say more, and then another sword was there.

Wang Heng was not hesitating this time. He was fully prepared to deal with Bai Yiren. He was using all his strength and was definitely not as easy to deal with before. Before, he underestimated Bai Yiren.

Wang Heng is good at wind-type magic. With a fan, the wind blew up. Bai Yiren couldn't do anything to him for a moment, but Bai Yiren's attack was getting more and more fierce, while Wang Heng was getting more and more difficult.

Although his attack was powerful, he could not meet Bai Yiren. Bai Yiren was just like a ghost, with a frightening speed. He could dodge his attacks one by one. Fortunately, he was also a wind-type cultivator, and his speed was much faster than other spiritual cultivators, otherwise he would not be able to keep up with Bai Yiren's reaction.

But he struggled too hard. After about thirty rounds of battle, Wang Heng had a cold sweat on his forehead. Bai Yiren's attack was too tricky. Each sword seemed to kill him, forcing him to dodge, but as soon as he dodged, Bai Yiren immediately stuck, making him unable to let go of his hands and feet to fight.

Yue Xi and the others watched Bai Yiren's battle and nodded constantly. They were one level weaker than the other, and could actually suppress Wang Heng. This combat power was definitely not fake.

The elder of Qingyun Sect couldn't laugh. Unexpectedly, his strongest disciple in the foundation building could not suppress Bai Yiren, but was suppressed by the other party. This made his face and Qingyun Sect basically lost all his face.

People from the five major sects looked at the cultivators of Qingyun Sect with a sarcastic look on their faces, and they looked completely despised.

"Tsk, this person is so embarrassing, and he also brings us together. He is at the peak of foundation building, but he actually bears a foundation building and fights in the later stage. Fellow Taoist of Qingyun Sect, are you still a medium-sized sect in the immortal world? I think how you practice sects in the secular world are not as good as those of?" Guan Su mocked.

The elders of Qingyun Sect are beyond words.

Wang Heng on the ring was looking for an opportunity to counterattack. He was waiting. He was waiting for his next wave of mana impact. As long as he shook Bai Yiren, he would be able to turn the tables.

Bai Yiren also guessed what he was going to do, so the faster the attack would be, and there was no point in reducing the speed at all.

"Tsk, do you want to wait for the impact of mana? You don't have this chance." Bai Yiren thought in his heart.

After saying that, she suddenly changed her move and hit Wang Heng with petals in her hand. Wang Heng was used to the attack of Bai Yiren's Piaomiao Sword Technique, and he didn't react for a while and was hit by the petal.

This guy was instantly lost his mind and flew backwards, but this attack could not make him lose. Bai Yiren took the opportunity to use the seventh flower god moves again, and another flower was hitting Wang Heng, and Wang Heng flew out of the ring. However, he still stabilized his body at the last moment, but he was stabilizing his body outside the ring, and he had already lost.

Wang Heng stood there confused, and the disciples of other sects were also full of surprises. Wang Heng actually lost. They could see that Wang Heng did not exert all his strength at all and just lost like this.

"Win, win, Senior Sister Piaomiao won." The disciple of Hua Shen Palace exclaimed.

This is a weak defeat of the strong, so it is naturally worth cheering, and it is worthy of their pride of the disciples of the Flower God Palace. Wang Heng had a red face. With his peak foundation building cultivation, he challenged the opponent's late stage of foundation building. It was already embarrassing, but now he still lost. Why do you think he is willing?

"No, I didn't lose, I just fell off the ring, I haven't lost yet, Ye Piaomiao, let's continue, I must decide a victory or defeat." Wang Hengda shouted.
Chapter completed!