In the Cangyi Hall, Konghe's face was pale, and he stared at the female cultivator who was lazily crooked in the chair in front of him, wanting to get angry, but he didn't dare to speak because of his scruples.

He suppressed his anger and said in a stiff tone, "What do you mean?"

Wushu waved his hand, his tone was nonchalant, "Didn't I just say it? ”

She put the rusty sword on the table, her eyes crossed the faces of Cang and the others, and then looked back at Ling Xiao's disciples, and laughed, "I just took a few juniors out, so let them come and ask the disciples of your sect for advice, these unsuccessful guys in the province have been nesting in the door all day long, and they don't know how thick the sky is." ”

Several people stood honestly behind Wushu, their eyebrows lowered, and accepted her evaluation of "unsuccessful" without resistance.

Sora and Adam's apple moved quickly, and he glanced at the rusty sword on the table, his pupils shrinking.

"That fellow Daoist prepares, how can you compare?", his voice was extremely dry, and as soon as he said this, it seemed that the strength of his whole body was also drained.

"Of course it's one-on-one, as for the opponent," Wushu held the rusty sword in his arms again, with a smile on his eyebrows and eyes, and an empathetic look, "Let them choose for themselves, juniors, we can't interfere too much." With just one sentence, it blocked the plan of Sora and wanted to fight above.

"Fellow Daoist, ten is still too much, right?", an elder next to him continued.

Hearing this, Wushu nodded, unexpectedly easy to speak, "The guest is as he pleases, of course it is your sect who has the final say in a few fights." ”

"That ......", Sora wanted to say it three times, but he was interrupted before he could speak.

"At least five. Wu Feng suddenly interjected, his tone was cold, he raised his head and looked at the other side, and the Cang Yi Elder who was staring at him was a little embarrassed.

It was this disciple of the Bladeless Venerable who was ruined, and they still felt a little guilty in the face of him.

Kong He took a deep breath, "Three foundation building, two Jin Dan, what about the two Taoist friends?", Cang Yi can take a shot There are still a lot of foundation building monks, but there are few Jin Dan, if he can, he would rather not fight at all during the Jin Dan period, but he doesn't have to think about it to know, Ling Xiao will definitely not agree.

Wushu smiled and nodded, "It's good that your sect decides." ”

Wu Feng let out a faint sigh of gratitude, and his nose seemed to be a little red.

"Everyone has come from afar, take a rest in the sect first, and start the competition tomorrow, okay?"

"So we're going to bother. At the door of the hall, she turned her head, carrying the afterglow of the setting sun, and said loudly: "Wait for an early rest, don't leave people in Cangyi tomorrow." ”

After that, she didn't care about the expressions of the elders of Cangyi, laughed three times, turned around and strode away, and Ling Xiao's disciples hurriedly followed, leaving only Cangyi and the others standing in place with unpredictable expressions.

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Cang Yimen is one of the seven sects in the end, with a profound heritage, it is a few martial arts platforms, and it is also simple and atmospheric to leave traces of time.

Gu Xizhan retracted his gaze and stood quietly in place, waiting for the arrival of the hour.

"Ahem ......", not long after, a light cough sounded, the light flashed, and several figures fell in front of the competition platform one after another, and when everyone's eyes moved over, Konghe stepped forward and said: "I gathered you here today because there are Taoist friends from Lingxiao who came from afar and wanted to compete with us." He pointed to where Ling Xiao and the others were standing.

Under the high stage, a commotion gradually sounded, and Konghe coughed again, "This is also an opportunity for you, and you can often compete with others to go further." ”

"The competition is divided into five games, three to build the foundation, two to Jindan, choose your own opponent, as long as the other party agrees, you can compete. ”

"Now, let's get started. ”

Several people glanced at each other, and a blue-clothed male cultivator took the lead and bowed his hand, "Lingxiao Sword Sect Kou Miaowei, please fight Huo Changying Daoyou!"

Huo Changying, a Fa Xiu at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, and Qu Qianfu are called "Cangyi and Erzi".

On Cangyi's side, a male cultivator with a cold expression came out, he arched his hand slightly, and there was no emotion in his voice, "Cangyi Huo Changying, I am willing to fight, Kou Daoyou, please." ”

The two glanced at each other and landed on a jousting platform.

Shen Qianzhi sighed secretly, the Kou clan was really ...... However, the fourth child of the Kou family is already a half-step infant, and it is only a piece of paper away from the real broken pill into a baby, and the odds of winning this battle are still quite big.

Among the people who came to Cangyi, Kou Sixiu was the highest, and then he was the late Jindan stage. Now that the other party has gone up, it is his turn.

He raised his eyes to look at Cang Yi's disciple, and was about to walk out, but was stopped by a person.

"Senior Sister Hengming......"

"Senior Brother Hengqian," Gu Xizhan stood in front of him, with an indescribable deep meaning in his eyes, "I'll go." ”

Shen Qianzhi didn't speak, he smiled and looked at her quietly, Gu Xizhan looked directly into his eyes and didn't say a word. After a few breaths, Shen Qianzhi re-hooked the corners of his lips, he took a step back, got out of the way, bowed slightly, and made a "please" posture.

"Senior Sister Hengming, please. ”

Gu Xizhan arched his hand, "Thank you, Senior Brother Hengqian." With that, she held her sword, did not squint, and walked straight to the competition platform.

"Senior sister......", Liu Huaijin had just opened his mouth, but he was stopped by Shen Qianzhi, he smiled and shook his head gently.

"Little junior sister, let her go, she is not happy. Maybe a fight will make her feel much better.

Liu Huaijin quieted down, Gu Xizhan was not happy in her heart, she had already felt it, but she didn't know how to comfort the other party, so she talked about the "etiquette" all the way.

"That sword is stained with blood. Liu Huaijin suddenly said something brainless. Shen Qian was stunned.

And Gu Xizhan had already jumped onto the competition platform, she didn't look at any of Cangyi's disciples, but raised her head and looked directly at Konghe, her voice was not too loud, but it was like thunder that stunned everyone.

There was no sound all around, only the cold voice of the female cultivator lingered in my ears-

"Ling Xiao Sword Sect Gu Xizhan, please fight Cang a song Qianfu, Qu Daoyou dare to fight?"

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As one of the seven sects, Cangyi's cultivation resources are not comparable to those of small sects and small sects, and on this day, Murong Xue finished her cultivation and once again couldn't help but admire the rich aura concentration here.

Cultivating for one day in Cangyi is better than cultivating for five days in the Murong family, and the former master actually chose to leave the sect for a long time for fear of being ridiculed by others for his poor talent, which is really stupid and pitiful.

She shook her head, feeling sorry in her heart, her talent was not as good as others, no matter how inferior she was to others, she couldn't complain about the slow improvement of her original major.

Cangmen's resources, which can be compared to the Murong family? For the sake of resources, it is not a big deal to be laughed at a few times, she will not be as stupid as the original owner.

Stretching, Murong Xue opened the prohibition and prepared to go out for a walk.

At the gate of the courtyard, several female cultivators from the same courtyard looked hurried and were about to go out, when they saw her coming out, someone greeted her, "Xue'er, you came out?" ”

The man grabbed her wrist and pulled her out, Murong Xue tried to pull out her wrist, but she didn't succeed, so she went with her, but instead asked, "Senior Sister Zhao, what's wrong?"

The female cultivator surnamed Zhao raised her eyebrows, "You don't know yet, do you?" Ling Xiao has a few disciples here, and they want to compete with us a few times. This kind of opportunity is very rare, and it is good to see more of it. ”

Murong Xue sighed, and cooperated to speed up, but she was muttering in her heart, she knew Ling Xiao's name, as the head of the Seven Sects, why did they come to Cangyi to compete? Is it because the two sects are in Dongzhou?

Her instinct told her that it wasn't that simple, but unfortunately she couldn't think of those entanglements.

Several people came to the martial arts arena, which was already crowded with people, and the female cultivator surnamed Zhao pulled her into the crowd without hesitation.

"Don't step on it, don't step on it. ”

"What are you going to do?"

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"Let one go, let one go. After a burst of chickens and dogs, the two finally squeezed into the middle of the crowd, Murong Xue suddenly felt that something was wrong, the surroundings were too quiet, and all the sounds seemed to disappear in an instant.

She grabbed the female cultivator surnamed Zhao who was still going to drill in with her backhand, ignoring the other party's puzzled expression, but stood on tiptoe and looked at the competition platform-

There was a long figure with his back to them, standing on the stage with a sword in his hand, the skin exposed on his neck, so white that he could see through the cyan veins, and the sunlight shone on her, blurring the outline, and only her voice was left around—

"Ling Xiao Sword Sect Gu Xizhan, please fight Cang a song Qianfu, Qu Daoyou dare to fight?"

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