As the words rang out, a powerful axe blade composed mainly of gold elements instantly exploded on the ring.

The thirteen monster-level disciples were stunned. Some of them quickly dodged and fled, while others immediately gathered their spiritual power to resist. However, they were still a moment too late, and the golden axe blade attacked with great force.

Bang, bang, bang—

The thirteen monster-level disciples were blown to the ground again.

In the eyes of everyone, the thirteen of them were completely beaten.

Just as Yun Zheng was pursuing the victory, her body suddenly stiffened. An invisible vine of spiritual power silently wrapped around her body, making it difficult for her to move.

The person who controlled this spiritual power vine was Yuan Xinglan, who was standing not far away. He raised his hands with his five fingers slightly open.

Although the vine-like spiritual power cannot be seen with the naked eye, as long as one opens one's own spiritual consciousness, one can see this scene.

Yuan Xinglan raised his eyes to look at Yun Zheng and said in a calm tone, "Fellow Daoist Yun, I'm sorry."

Upon seeing this, everyone excitedly exclaimed, "It's Yuan Xinglan! Yuan Xinglan's mental control is his famous technique!"

"Yun Zheng is in trouble now! No matter how strong Yun Zheng is, if her mental strength is not strong enough, she will be easily defeated by Yuan Xinglan!"

"Yuan Xinglan! Well done! Knock Yun Zheng off the stage! Our crystal jade is depending on you, you must win!"

"Tianxu Immortal Academy will win!"

There are many different opinions.

The scene of Yun Zheng being bound by mental power also greatly inspired the elite disciples of Tianxu Immortal Academy. Their morale soared and they continued to gather spiritual power to attack Feng Xinglan and others.

Apart from Yun Zheng, there were only eleven people from Tianshu Immortal Academy left on the ring, and each of them had to fight at least one against many.

An elite disciple raised his sword and snorted coldly, "Your senior sister has been trapped. The situation has changed! Get off the stage!"

Mu Yin suddenly tightened his grip on the hilt of his knife, first glancing in Yun Zheng's direction, then retracting his worried gaze. He then glared fiercely at the elite disciple who had just spoken and said, "Stop talking nonsense! If I don't beat you to a pulp, I'm not Mu Yin!"

After saying that, Mu Yin summoned out one of the double-bladed swords, swung it out, and swept it directly towards the elite disciple.

The elite disciple quickly raised his sword to block, but the next moment a shadow came over his head. He looked up in horror and saw Mu Yin holding a double-edged knife and slashing towards his head.

The elite disciple's pupils shrank and his eyes showed despair. He was going to die!

Mu Yin turned his wrist slightly, and at the critical moment, he hit the elite disciple's head hard with the blade. With a "pop", blood oozed out instantly. Mu Yin raised his leg and kicked him out of the ring.

Bang!

Mu Yin distracted himself and glanced at Yun Zheng again. Seeing that she looked normal, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to deal with other elite disciples.

On the other side of the arena, eight or nine elite disciples surrounded Qi Po.

"Come quickly, there's actually a second-level pseudo-god-level loser here!"

"Eliminate him first!"

Qi Po hesitantly raised his sword, his face pale with fear. He kept backing away, his voice trembling and filled with tears as he said, "Don't come over here, I'm scared..."

"It's okay to be afraid!"

The elite disciples no longer hesitated and raised their swords to chop him off the stage, but something unexpected happened, which scared the elite disciples.

Qi Po flipped in the air and actually passed them.

clang——

The swords were flying wildly, and those elite disciples were hit by several sword wounds on their backs, causing them to scream. They turned around to defend themselves vigilantly, but they could no longer see Qi Po.

“Here it is!”

A voice came from behind, and they were stabbed in the back again!

The elite disciples turned around quickly and subconsciously swung their swords away, but they still couldn't see Qi Po.

Suddenly, there was another tearing pain in the back, and he was slashed by the sword several times!

"Damn it!" The elite disciples were so angry that their faces turned blue. They turned around again, but still did not see Qi Po.

He was stabbed several times in the back.

After repeating this over and over again, the elite disciples not only had their backs chopped off, but also had a mental breakdown and jumped off the ring directly.

Few people saw Qi Po dealing with the elite disciples, because their attention was on Yun Zheng and those monster-level disciples.

Yun Zheng was still controlled by the mental vines.

At this time, the thirteen monster-level disciples attacked Yun Zheng without hesitation, filled with anger.

Qingyu grinned, "Hahahahahaha, you want to hunt us? You're dreaming!"

The thirteen monster-level disciples attacked with almost all their might, as if they wanted to completely wipe out Yun Zheng, who had suppressed them everywhere, from the world.

At this time, Yuan Xinglan suddenly tightened his five fingers and strengthened the control of the mental vines to prevent Yun Zheng from escaping.

Yun Zheng's eyes were calm, she felt the mental force binding her.

Just when those attacks were about to hit her, she suddenly raised her eyes, and her terrifyingly powerful mental power suddenly broke through Yuan Xinglan's mental vines, and she gripped the axe handle tightly.

He raised his axe and swung it.

Boom boom boom——

There was a sound of explosion, and the impact airflow in the space was compressed.

Yun Zheng inevitably suffered some injuries and frowned slightly, while other monster-level monsters were also affected by the backlash and were forced to retreat a distance.

Under everyone's shocked gaze, Yun Zheng only slightly opened her red lips.

"Certainly."

With that sound, the airflow in the surrounding space seemed to stagnate for a moment, as if an invisible force was fluctuating, and the bodies of the thirteen monster-level disciples suddenly froze in place.

Except for the eyes, other parts of the body cannot move at all.

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