After Qing Ye Zhenren opened as the sect master, his figure slowly fell back to the center of the Jindan Ancestors, and then he saw Qing Yu Zhenren fly to the top of the high platform. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Now that the internal selection rules are announced, a total of thirty-three promoters will be promoted, and by the resolution of the Council of Elders, Lei Ming will directly enter the final selection, so only nine promoters will be selected among the remaining thirty-two. The selection is divided into three rounds, the first round adopts the elimination system, and after the first round, there are 16 remaining promoters. In the second round, the group will be selected, and there will be eight promotions after the second round. In the third round, the winners will choose to challenge the nine candidates who have been selected until the 10 winners are finalized. In addition, it is forbidden to live in the battle at the time of the battle, and the violator will be directly disqualified!"

Qing Yu's real voice fell, and there was an uproar on and off the field.

More than 30 people on the field couldn't help but secretly look at the dissolute gray-clothed monk Lei Ming, for the Council of Elders directly let Lei Ming advance to the list of final candidates, many of the promotioners dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, first, no one dared to question the resolution of the Council of Elders in person, and secondly, Lei Ming had the name of "demon" among the younger generation of monks of the Lost Immortal Sect, and his strength was so strong that few people dared to take advantage of it.

The onlookers were not only amazed by the resolution of the Presbyterian Church, but also surprised by the rigor of the entire selection mechanism. In this way, the final selection must be the strongest ten of the thirty-three candidates, although the first two rounds seem to be nothing, but in fact they are not. Whether or not the first two rounds are won or not is largely a representation of the strength of the selector, and the third round of the winning system is more for fairness.

Han Zhonglin stood on the high platform, his heart was extremely calm. Since entering the Lost Immortal Sect, Han Zhonglin has participated in several important selections, such as the Outer Courtyard Competition, the Ten Sect Conference Selection, and the Ten Sect Meetings held in the Phantom Flower Sect, each time Han Zhonglin's performance is very good, but the significance of this selection is very important.

"Silence!"

Qing Yu's real voice was like a bell, and the audience immediately fell silent.

Immediately, more than thirty cyan rays of light flew out of the sleeves of Qing Yu Zhenren's robe and scattered above the high platform.

"There is a font size on these jade plates, and those who are adjacent to each other will be opponents, so choose!"

As soon as Qing Yu's real voice fell, more than thirty years of brilliance suddenly rose, and pieces of jade plaques were ingested into the palms of the candidates on the high platform.

"The first round of the showdown has officially begun!"

Qingyu Zhenren just flashed, and in the next moment, he returned to the Jindan Ancestor, and then a middle-aged monk in the late stage of foundation building jumped onto the high platform and came to the center of the high platform.

"The No. 1 jade medal and the No. 2 jade medal are listed, and the rest of the candidates retreat to the sidelines to watch the battle!" said the middle-aged monk in a loud voice.

A yellow-robed, black-faced monk and a grim white-clothed monk walked from among the candidates to the center of the platform.

The middle-aged man walked up to the two of them, and after checking the jade plates respectively, he first nodded, and then reported loudly: "In the first game, No. 1 Shi Feiyun vs. No. 2 Nangong Rui!"

"I've always heard that Brother Shi has a great Luo Divine Palm in one hand, and today I, Nangong Rui, will take a lesson!" the cold man said, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold and shining dark golden flying sword appeared in his hand.

The yellow-clothed and black-faced monk was expressionless, and let out a thick and magnetic voice: "The Nangong family is famous for its gold-based techniques, and it is rumored that Brother Nangong's Gengyang sword technique is even more sharp, and it is a good thing to be fortunate to be taught, please!"

As soon as the black-faced monk's words fell, the yellow robe stirred, and two brown rays of light flashed from the sleeves of the robe, circling towards Nangong Rui.

"It's good to come!"

Nangong Rui let out a low snort, and the dark golden flying sword in his hand instantly turned white and red, and the entire figure turned into an afterimage and swept out.

"Ding" and "Ding" sounded, and the two brown rays of light were knocked away, and Nangong Rui swept away ten zhang away from Shi Feiyun.

All the monks on and off the field saw a sudden white glare flashing, and a beam of white pluck poured down.

Boom!

With a loud bang, all the monks saw a brown fist appear on the high platform at some point, and instantly bombarded the white horseman.

The brown fist and the white pair practiced at once, and the white horse practice rolled upside down, and slowly disappeared to reveal Nangong Rui's figure. Nangong Rui held the white and red flying sword in his hand, looking in the direction of Shi Feiyun, a solemn look appeared on his cold face.

On the other side, the brown fist disappeared, and Shi Feiyun slipped back four or five zhang before stopping, his fists clenched, and there was no expression on his black face.

Nangong Rui threw the white flying sword in his hand, and the technique of the two palms changed, and in front of everyone's eyes, the white flying sword instantly turned from one to three, and at the same time, the white mangs bloomed, dazzling like the stars of the day.

"Gengyang Sword Technique, Flying Star in the Day!"

Nangong Rui shouted, three "stars" roared out, and with a flash of white light, it came within twenty zhang of Shi Feiyun, and then flashed, and it came within ten zhang of Shi Feiyun.

"Da Luo Divine Palm, Broken Palm!"

Immediately followed by a loud shout, a black giant palm rose up, the black light on the surface of the black giant palm flowed, and a black vortex was formed in the palm of the palm, exuding a trace of earth-destroying aura.

In the blink of an eye, three white stars descended on the black giant palm.

Bang!

The white star and the black giant palm disappeared at the same time, and a white-red flying sword shot backwards and flew away, while Shi Feiyun retreated a full seven or eight feet before staggering to stop the retreat.

There was silence on and off the field, and the monks who were watching on the field looked at the high platform in amazement, the duel on the high platform was more exciting than they could have imagined, and it was already exciting for all the monks in just two rounds.

The rest of the candidates on the side of the platform stared at the situation on the field with some surprise.

Shi Feiyun and Nangong Rui each used their strongest spells as soon as they opened, and the two rounds of Fang Cai could be described as "hard shock", without any tricks.

Han Zhonglin quietly looked at the situation on the field, but in his heart he was surprised by the power of Shi Feiyun Daluo's divine palm.

The first time I heard about the Da Luo Divine Palm was from Sikong Jin's mouth, Shi Yan in the dragon scale squad was an elite disciple of the Shi family of the Outer Sect, so that he was proficient in earth system manipulation techniques, and he also practiced the Da Luo Divine Palm.

"This Da Luo Divine Palm has both offense and defense, and it seems that there are more powerful moves, although Nangong Rui's sword moves are amazingly powerful, they can't break Shi Feiyun's defense for a while. Shi Feiyun seems to be at a disadvantage, and Nangong Rui has not taken any advantage, if he continues to fight hard like this, Shi Feiyun's winning chance will be even greater. Han Zhonglin has insight into the situation on the field.

At this moment, Shi Feiyun, who had been on the defensive, moved.

Shi Feiyun's figure flew up, suspended above the high platform, and waves of yellow yuan power poured out from Zhou's body at the same time. The yellow yuan power was accumulating and flowing, and soon it would gather in Shi Feiyun's chest, and an earthy yellow ball appeared in the sight of all the monks.

Shi Feiyun had words in his mouth every year, and the ten-finger technique of his palms flashed again and again, and the earthy yellow ball in front of him also dripped, and at the same time, the shape of the ball became smaller and smaller, and soon it only turned into a yellow ball the size of a fist.

"Zhenshan Zhu, disease"

Shi Feiyun secretly sighed in his heart, and the earthy yellow orb in front of him had already turned into a yellow light and swept towards Nangong Rui.

Nangong Rui didn't dare to slack off, and the white red flying sword in his hand slashed, and a white horse slashed towards Zhenshan Zhu.

"Suppression!"

Shi Feiyun's body was longitudinal, turning into an afterimage and quickly approaching Nangong Rui.

"Buzz!"

I saw that Zhenshanzhu suddenly emitted a yellow light, and then I saw that Nangong Rui's figure seemed to be burdened by a thousand jun, and his body stagnated and fell down the high platform.

Not only Nangong Rui, but also the rest of the candidates on the high platform also felt a pressure from afar.

"Da Luo Divine Palm, Luo Tianzhang!"

Several sky-covering palm shadows appeared instantly, and they all pressed up in the direction of Nangong Rui's fall.