Xiang Rulong concentrated all his strength on this punch, covering the entire arena, and did not give Baili Ye room to hide.

"Boom!"

The dragon fist was smashed down, and countless cracks appeared around. The lion magic stone on the ring continued to explode, turning into countless fragments, and burst out into all directions.

"Do not to escape!"

The monks standing around quickly hid behind, but many people were still hit by gravel and wounds were everywhere on their bodies.

The moment the terrifying dragon fist hit the ring, the whole world fell into chaos, and Baili Ye's long sword in his hand was shattered by the dragon fist.

"puff!"

Baili Ye blew blood, his body flew backwards, and was swept out by the force of the fist, and fell under the ring.

After Xiang Rulong used this punch, his body was exhausted with all his strength and fell down from the air.

The huge arena is full of holes, and Xiang Rulong is lying quietly on the dilapidated ground.

Bailiye was not much better. His bones were broken and his injuries were very serious. Elder Gu quickly stepped forward to heal him.

Xiang Zicheng's body shook and appeared on the ring. He checked Xiang Rulong's breath and found that his aura was calm, but his fairy energy was consumed severely, and his heart finally let go.

"Xiang Rulong won this battle!"

Qian Yao announced the result.

Baili Ye fell to the ring, which meant he lost the game, and Xiang Rulong was still lying on the ring.

Hearing this ending, the Tianyue Dojo was in an uproar and they couldn't accept it.

"Unreasonable, Senior Brother Baili is not in a coma, and his opponent is already in a coma. We are the winners."

There was a start to cause trouble in the Tianyue Temple, thinking that Bailiye was the winner.

Judging from the injury situation, Baili Ye is indeed better than Xiang Rulong, but he only broke a few bones and did not fall into a coma.

Unlike Xiang Rulong, he was covered in wounds. After the dragon scales retreated, his body was terrible.

Xiang Zicheng took out a few pills and stuffed them into Xiang Rulong's mouth, using the fairy energy to help him heal his wounds. After a cup of tea, Xiang Rulong woke up slowly.

"Uncle II, did I win?"

When Xiang Rulong woke up, his first sentence was to care about the situation of the battle. As for his body, he put it behind him.

"We won, we won!"

Xiang Zicheng hugged Xiang Rulong in his arms, and the big man actually cried.

When Xiang Rulong heard that he had won, he grinned. Perhaps because he was being held tightly by his second uncle, Xiang Rulong was in pain and took a breath.

"Uncle Second, it hurts..."

Xiang Rulong said a lot of words of pain in succession, which made everyone laugh.

Xiang Zicheng quickly picked Xiang Rulong up, returned to the ground, and began to heal his wounds.

No matter how you argue in Tianyue Taoist temple, it cannot change the reality of Xiang Rulong's victory.

"Who dies!"

Xiang Zicheng arranged Xiang Rulong and suddenly stood up, swept his sharp eyes to Tianyue Temple.

His nephew almost died at Baili Ye's hand, and Xiang Zicheng was full of anger.

The mentors who defected to Tianyue Dojo have already been killed, and the remaining mentors have been following Tianyue Dojo for decades.

No one answered, and Zhu Gaoyang stopped talking.

"Since you don't have a choice, I'll choose for you!"

Seeing that there was no movement in the Tianyue Taoist Temple for a long time, Liu Wuxie stretched out his hand and the Heavenly Dao appeared. A peak Xuanxian Realm shouted bitterly.

My body suddenly fell to the ground and twitched hard.

"court death!"

Lord Tianyue was angry. It would be fine if the mentor who defected to Tianyue Temple died. The mentor he trained himself was actually killed by Liu Wuxie, which made him lose all his face.

As soon as his body shook, Lord Tianyue came straight to Liu Wuxie. With a horrified momentum, Liu Wuxie could not move.

"Get back!"

Gongsun Zhang shot twice as fast as the Lord Tianyue, blocking Lord Tianyue halfway.

"boom!"

Two terrifying ripples, like a mushroom cloud rising into the air, and their bodies flew backwards together.

The high platform built around continued to explode, and many ordinary monks could not bear it. They were shocked and even some Xuanxian were blew upside down.

Lord Tianyue returned to his original place, and Gongsun Zhang stood in front of Liu Wuxie.

"Swoosh swish swish..."

Masters such as Zhu Gaoyang rushed up quickly and prepared to start a war.

More than 100 mentors from Tianyue Temple surrounded more than 50 mentors from Qingyan Temple.

In a real battle, Qingyan Dojo does not have an advantage.

"Liu Wuxie, today is your death."

Zhu Gaoyang smiled grimly. As for the Taoist competition, he had been left behind and now he just wanted to take Liu Wuxie's life.

"Relying on the large number of people, our Xiangjiazhuang fully supports Qingyan Taoist temple."

With the order of Xiang Zicheng, all the masters of Xiangjiazhuang rushed out and surrounded the people from Tianyue Temple again.

The situation turned around. Qingyan Taoist temple had the advantage. The real battle was the Tianyue Taoist temple.

"Xiang Zicheng, this is a grudge between the two of them. Is it inappropriate for you to intervene?"

Qianshou Yan Luo spoke, thinking that Xiang Zicheng did this and broke the rules.

"Do you Donghuang Pavilion also plan to get into a thrust?"

Xiang Zicheng looked at Qianshou Yanluo with a playful look on his face. His soul sea was injured and it was related to Qianshou Yanluo.

The grudge between the two has been around for a long time. When Qianjie Yan Luo used a strategy, Xiang Zicheng was deceived, causing the soul sea to be injured.

It was not the appearance of Liu Wuxie, Xiang Zicheng's soul sea can still be repaired.

Shen Guang and Zhu Chaoyang looked at each other and did not stand up.

This level of war, the two major families can no longer intervene.

The scene became more and more stalemate, and no one was willing to take a step back, and Donghuang Pavilion was also ready to move.

"Master Ge, do we want to help Liu Wuxie?"

Gu Yi said to the middle-aged scholar beside him at this time.

This middle-aged scholar rarely spoke and kept staring silently in the field. He was the owner of Qingge Auction and his status was not below the Thousand-Handed Hell.

"No hurry!"

The middle-aged scribe shook his head. If the war had really begun, it would have started long ago and would not have been waiting for it until now.

After a series of mentors were killed by Liu Wuxie, Lord Tianyue could not come to Taiwan, so he attacked Liu Wuxie, mainly to give himself a step.

"Lord Tianyue, I am willing to accept the loss. Can't you afford to lose in Tianyue Temple?"

Lao Kaiyu said with a smile.

"That's right, if you can't afford to lose, I'll announce it to the world and tell you that Tianyue Temple is not as good as our Qingyan Temple. From then on, you will not be allowed to compete with us for the source of students."

The other mentors agreed, and the people in Tianyue Temple were so angry that they blew their beards and stared at them.

Qingyan Taoist temple takes the initiative, making it difficult for Tianyue Taoist temple to get rid of the tiger.

If you continue to siege, it is the embarrassing Tianyue Temple.

"Two Lords, will the Taoist competition continue?"

Qian Yao asked.

He is the host invited by both families.

If the two families give up the dojo competition, he will directly announce the end of the dojo competition.

"continue!"

Gongsun Zhang spoke.

Countless eyes fell on the face of Lord Tianyue, waiting for his answer.

"Isn't it really scary about Tianyue Temple? Next, the mentor competition will have a great advantage in Tianyue Temple!"

The monks around pointed at each other.

"The Tianyue Dojo cannot give up. This is the best opportunity to kill Liu Wuxie. If a big battle is launched, the Tianyue Dojo will have a very low chance of winning."

Someone shook his head. It was undoubtedly difficult for Xiangjiazhuang to join the Tianyue Taoist Temple to kill the mentor of Qingyan Taoist Temple.
To be continued...