In the Xuanji Pavilion, the three of Yuheng Sect Master, Xiao Wuming, and Ning Chen had been in for a long time, and the four Supreme Elders were guarding outside, waiting for news. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yin Yixuan and Hongzhu were also waiting outside the pavilion, and they were not allowed to enter without the consent of the Yuheng Sect Master.

No one knew what the three of them were talking about, but when it was about to dawn, the red clothes walked out and walked towards the higher martial platform on the top of the mountain.

Sect Master Yuheng, Xiao Wuming then appeared, looking at the young man who was far away, his eyes flashed with a complicated light.

The existence of this person has destroyed the balance of the Hundred Dynasties, and it is really hard to imagine that a young man who seems to be an average person with qualifications can grow to such a terrifying point at best.

"Yixuan, Hongzhu, remember the lessons of the day, among the younger generation, you are not really the ones who are at the forefront, the future martial arts road, this person will be the peak that no one in your generation can avoid" Sect Master Yuheng said.

Yin Yixuan, sorry Hongzhu was silent, until this moment, he still couldn't believe in his heart that there were peers who had surpassed them so much.

On the top of the mountain, the iron rope is dragging, the clouds are winding, and the outer disciples who came to the stage to challenge are all defeated, and the top ten disciples of the inner door are all extraordinary people.

Gradually, there are fewer and fewer people who are challenged, and on the martial platform, the tenth Xun Tianyuan of the inner gate has retreated from dozens of people.

At this moment, Hongyi walked onto the stage, with a bland breath like water, like the most ordinary person, which surprised many children below.

"Ningchen, bye"

When the words fell, the breath changed instantly, and the powerful air flow swung away, and the next moment, the red clothes moved, disappearing in an instant.

Yun Tianyuan looked startled, only to see a trace of afterimage approaching, and then came back to his senses, he was directly shocked out of the martial platform by an irresistible force.

One move defeated the enemy, tens of thousands of people were shocked, and the battle that they didn't have time to see clearly, after returning to their senses, the battle was over.

The red-clothed man walked down, and the people in the audience automatically separated a way, looking at the young man in red, who was walking away step by step, from the unusually depressed silence, quickly erupted into a nuclear-like cheer, but I didn't expect that someone really succeeded.

In the distance, the Yuheng Sect Master stood quietly, looked at Ning Chen who was going down the mountain, and said, "Nameless, you can accept him as a disciple, m.

Xiao Wuming's eyes flashed, and he said calmly, "This person's sword attainment has surpassed me, I don't have this qualification."

"Nominally, the Hundred Dynasties Competition is about to begin, and he must have an official identity" Yuheng Sect Master Zhengse Dao.

"Maybe you can ask the old ancestor to go out of the customs, and the old man will personally take him under the door," Xiao Wuming suggested.

"The Ancestor is impacting the Great Perfection Realm, and he can't be disturbed until he has to, so let's do what I say first," said Sect Master Yuheng.

Xiao Wuming nodded, didn't say anything more, turned around and left, the disciple surpassed the master, and he was also ashamed of the nominal master.

I really don't know what kind of strong people in the world can really be qualified to be a teacher.

At the foot of the mountain, the bamboo forest hut was quiet and peaceful, Ruo Xi looked at the son in front of the house, stepped forward, and asked softly, "Does the son really want to participate in this hundred dynasties competition for the Yuheng Holy Land?"

"It's just a fair deal, I need to borrow the Yuheng Divine Ding to save the ghost girl," Ning Chen said slowly.

"Is Childe sure?" Ruoxi stretched out his hand, took off the bamboo leaves falling from the red clothes, and said softly.

"Which thing, Hundred Dynasties Jingfeng, or save the ghost girl" Ning Chen turned around and asked.

"Both," said Ruo Xi.

"The matter of the competition of the hundred dynasties, it is not easy to say, among the hundred dynasties, there is likely to be a peerless genius like Luo Xingchen, I only have half a body now, it will not be too easy to suppress their edge, as for whether the resurrection technique can awaken the ghost girl, although there is no absolute certainty, but there should be at least a seventy percent possibility" Ning Chen responded.

Ruo Xi's eyes flashed with emotion, I hope this is the case, she really doesn't want to see Childe's disappointed expression again.

On the top of the mountain, 10,000 people competed in martial arts, and after someone successfully defeated the top ten disciples of the inner gate, hope rose in the hearts of the outer disciples again, and some people continued to go up to challenge, eager to be like the previous young man in red, and obtain the qualification to compete with the inner disciples for the hundred dynasties.

Day after day passed, Ning Chen never went up the mountain again, and he felt sorry for the red bamboo coming down the mountain, and the master said that if she wanted to go further on the road of the sword, it would be the best to go down the mountain to consult this nominal senior brother.

For martial arts, Ning Chen is not a person who guards it, and he will not know it when he asks for advice.

Yun Tianyuan, who was defeated by Ning Chen's move, also went down the mountain once, and others may not have seen it, but he felt it deeply, the strength of the young man in front of him was too much higher than him, and even a few law enforcement elders could not compare with him.

Gradually, I don't know how the news spread, and some inner disciples who had never met before also came down to the mountain to ask for advice, making the quiet bamboo hut noisy.

Mountain up mountain, Xiao Wuming frowned after knowing this, but he couldn't say anything.

"Nameless, don't worry, this person is not a narrow-minded person, and he won't have any dissatisfaction with the Holy Land because of these new," Sect Master Yuheng said calmly.

The elders on the mountain are all in retreat, and they don't have much time to guide their disciples, and now there is a young man with unfathomable strength appearing, whether it is out of curiosity or maybe there is really a question above the martial arts, the bamboo hut under the mountain is destined to be as calm as before.

"Ruoxi, do you know who taught Senior Brother's martial arts?" In the hut, Hao Hongzhu sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Ruoxi who was cleaning the house in front of him, and asked softly.

Before seeing the previous battle of Xuanji Pavilion with her own eyes, she really couldn't believe that there was someone in the world who could use the cultivation of the Innate Fourth Tribulation to fight with Shizun to a draw, although Shizun still had some reservations, but this senior brother of hers obviously did not use all his strength.

"Childe has never worshipped a teacher, and martial arts are practiced by himself, but there are a few seniors who have instructed Childe, if you are curious, you can ask Childe in person" If you regret tidying up the house, she replied.

"Senior brother doesn't seem to like me very much, I haven't seen my senior brother laugh once after going down the mountain so many times," Hongzhu sighed lightly.

"It's a pity that the girl is too worried, Childe has always been like this, you have been together for a short time, if Childe really smiled at you from the beginning, then you should be worried, in addition to the people who are cherished around you, Childe will only show a smile when they meet every time they pit people" Ruoxi whispered.

The words fell, squeaked, the door opened, Ning Chen walked in, sitting on the edge of the bed, Hongzhu immediately stood up, his beautiful face showed respect, and said, "Senior brother"

"Hongzhu, come out with me," Ning Chen said.

Yu Hongzhu nodded and walked out with him.

In the bamboo forest, Ning Chen looked at the woman in front of him and said calmly, "How long have you been in the Three Calamities?"

"Less than two years," Hongzhu said honestly.

Ning Chen was silent, it was not bad, but compared to those demon-level geniuses he had seen, there was indeed a big gap.

His deal with the Yuheng Sect Master was to help the Yuheng Holy Land win the third place in the Hundred Dynasties Competition, and the difficulty was not ordinary.

In addition to the major inheritances of Nanling, even the great sects of the other three domains will secretly send disciples to come and compete for a place.

Therefore, the level at which Hongzhu and that Yin Yixuan can reach these days is very important to whether they can get the top three positions in the Hundred Dynasties Competition this time.

"The sword behind you, show it to me," Ning Chen said.

Hongzhu's eyes were slightly suspicious, he shouted the sword from his waist behind him, handed it to the former, and said with a smile, "I almost forgot, senior brother is a sword god, it was Hongzhu who was negligent, I should have taken out this sword earlier and let my senior brother comment on it."

"Don't talk nonsense"

Ning Chen scolded lightly, but he didn't take it to heart, looking at the unsheathed sword in his hand, his brows furrowed slightly.

Staggered, the king's breath is not triggered, it should be a sword used by a top powerhouse on a sword, but the sword is too masculine, and it is not suitable for the red bamboo.

"Let's change the sword, this sword won't help your strength much," Ning Chen said.

The red bamboo eyes flashed with surprise, and the master also said the same thing, but this sword was handed down by the ancestors, and she never found a suitable sword for herself, so she has been using this sword until now.

"Please also ask the senior brother for advice," said Hongzhu respectfully.

"There is a red sacred tree on the mountain, if you want a sword, it depends on whether you can convince the Yuheng Sect Master and a few Supreme Elders on the mountain to bring this wood to me," Ning Chen said calmly.

Hearing this, Hongzhu's eyes jumped, and the blood stained red sandalwood, what the senior brother said was it.

Ning Chen pointed out, then didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the wooden house, judging from the attributes of the red bamboo body, this wood is the most suitable divine material, but whether she can get it or not depends on her ability.

On the mountain, the challenge of the outer disciples ended, and the inner disciples restarted the battle for the quota of the hundred dynasties, Ning Chen occasionally went up the mountain to complete the tasks he had to do, and entered the battle for the top four without any danger.

For this young man who has sprung up, everyone was surprised at first, and then gradually got used to it, and now he is numb, it seems that even if this person defeats Yin Yixuan, who has always occupied the top two disciples of the inner sect, it is not unacceptable.

In the battle of the top four, Ning Chen's opponent is the girl who has always ranked third among the inner disciples, although her talent is not inferior to anyone, but because of her age, she has never been able to beat Yin Yixuan and Hongzhu.

There was not much suspense in the outcome of the battle, as soon as Ning Chen came on the field, he sent the girl off the martial platform, and the huge gap in strength made the little girl cry angrily for a long time.

The next battle is the focus battle that everyone has been waiting for, and the two most outstanding geniuses of the inner disciples, Yin Yixuan and Hao Hongzhu, should be able to really distinguish the winner this time.

The iron rope dragged and rattled, and Yin Yixuan, who was dressed in white, walked onto the martial platform, quietly waiting for the opponent who had always been most looking forward to a fight.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour almost half an hour passed, but the red bamboo never appeared, just when everyone was waiting a little impatiently, in the distance, a beautiful woman dragged a huge sacred tree slowly, at the last moment, finally arrived.