In an instant, Qi Diaomu dodged extremely quickly, but there were still five or six mysterious water thorns that hit Qi Diaomu in an instant, and his figure retreated sharply.

    "Huo Lin Dao~"

    Qi Diaomu let out a low drink, and the Huo Lin Dao flew to his feet, and Qi Diao Mu rode the Huo Lin Dao into the sky until it reached an altitude of more than 30 meters.

    "Chu Yan~"

    Qi Diaomu almost squeezed these two words between his teeth. His right shoulder was dyed red with blood, and the shirt on his chest was torn, but there was no blood flowing out, and he could see the golden inner armor inside.

    When Qi Diaomu was angry, he was horrified. Just now, Chu Yan suffered a heavy blow from the glare mirror. Why was he able to counterattack suddenly?

    It has already used dozens of spells. Although it is only a spell of two or three patterns, how could it be possible with Chu Yan''s spiritual power at the third level of Qi training? Why hasn''t his spiritual power been exhausted?

    What is the iron rod that is tough enough to resist one''s own high-grade magic weapon?

    One question after another appeared in Qi Diao Mu''s mind.

    Today''s performance of Chu Yan has completely exceeded everyone''s expectations, and those who had expected Chu Yan to be killed in an instant were even more wide-eyed at this time.

    On the stand, Qi Tianlie''s face was ashen, and a sense of remorse sprouted in his heart. He knew that today, even if he had to pay the price of breaking with Taoist Xuanqing, he would be killed.

    "Old ghost Xuanqing, if it wasn''t for you to hurt me~"

    "Who is preaching the old man behind his back!"

    Qi Tianlie''s words were interrupted by an old voice. An old man in a blue Taoist robe flew into the sky with a wooden sword, and beside him was a beautiful woman with a frosty face. It was Ruoxiwen. .

    "Old ghost Xuanqing, what are you doing?"

    When Qi Tianlie saw Taoist Xuanqing, his expression was a little ugly.

    "The Sect Master speaks in person and asks the old man to come and check on Chu Yan~"

    Taoist Xuanqing said lightly, and with a little touch, a vine flew out from the front sleeve robe and quickly intertwined to form a rattan chair.

    Taoist Xuanqing sat on the rattan chair, ignoring Qi Tianlie, and looked at the competition on the ring.

    Ruo Xiwen''s eyes were fixed on the arena, and a trace of anxiety flashed over her icy face.

    "Humph~"

    Qi Tianlie let out a cold snort and stopped speaking, but a storm surged in his heart. He didn''t expect that Chu Yan had already been paid attention to by the sect master. As a result, it would not be so easy to want Chu Yan to die.

    Standing on top of the ring, Chu Yan looked at Qi Diao Mu Bing and said coldly, "No courageous bandits!"

    The glare mirror did hit Chu Yan, but Chu Yan did it on purpose.

    All of this was already within Chu Yan''s calculations. The two magic tools of Lacquer Diaomu and Mu were coerced at the same time, and it was very difficult to get close, so Chu Yan directed the scene just now.

    "No guts? Hmph, you won''t use me to teach you the principle that the winner is the king! You will definitely lose today~"

    Qi Diaomu snorted coldly, and a fiery red spiritual energy shot out from his fingertips, turning into a fireball for a moment.

    Low-level four-pattern spell: fireball

    "Whoosh~"

    The fireball flew out at an extreme speed and hit the iron rod on the ring. The iron rod was smashed and flew out of the ring and fell to the ground.

    "Now I''ll see how you fight~"

    Qi Diaomu let out a low drink, and bent his fingers towards Chu Yan, and the glare mirror smashed towards Chu Yan.

    "Chu Yan has absolutely no chance now~"

    "The guy''s biggest reliance is the iron rod, and now he is sure to lose!"

    "It will be over soon!"

    ...

    No one was optimistic about Chu Yan at this moment, but Chu Yan smiled faintly: "Qi Diao Mu, are you the only one who can fly with a sword?"

    "Ah~"

    Chu Yan shouted violently, and his aura suddenly rose, and a wave of air spread around it, the fourth and fifth floors of the Qi training period...

    "how is this possible?"

    "Am I dazzled, the sixth floor, Chu Yan''s aura has reached the sixth floor of the Qi training period~"

    "He has been hiding his strength to fight with the senior brother, this ~seventh floor, the seventh floor of Qi training period~"

    "Three months from the first level of the Qi training period to the seventh level, no, the eighth level, actually reached the eighth level of the Qi training period~"

    With the exclamation of the judge who had a foundation-building period, the whole scene was completely detonated.

    In three months, from the Qi training period to eight floors in a row, this speed can be called a ghost~

    "how is this possible?"

    Qi Tianlie stood up directly, his mind was already blank.

    "Why didn''t you tell me earlier~"

    Hua Mengqi was shocked and a little sad. If Chu Yan had told him earlier, how could she have written a divorce letter.

    "Good boy~ Chang Tian, ??your son did not disappoint you~"

    Taoist Xuanqing was shocked and deeply moved, thinking of the previous conversation between Zongmen and himself, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

    "Well, you slut, how dare you lie to me, you~"

    Ruo Xiwen called gritted his teeth and clenched his small fists, with a vicious look, but his heart was filled with undisguised happiness.

    At this moment, Chu Yan is showing his cultivation in front of everyone without reservation. What he has to do at this moment is to attract everyone''s attention. Today is just the starting point of his rise!

    ps: The second one will be delivered, a little later, continue to ask for support, ha!