"Senior Zhan, since Xiaoyao Sect has already proposed to give up the quota, please be merciful!" Xuanyang Daoist saw that Zhan Yuxiao seemed to be about to make a move after Qi Ze was seriously injured, and hurriedly flew in front of Zhan Yuxiao, and at the same time said something to stop him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhan Yuxiao frowned, and looked at Xuanyang Daoist coldly, "Xuanyang, I don't think about you for your master's sake, Xuanshan, but if you dare to stop it, don't blame the old man for not being merciful!"

Xuanyang Daoist listened to Zhan Yuxiao's words and did not retreat, but turned his heart sideways and said: "Senior Zhan, I respect you as a senior master, so I have repeatedly spoken out to stop you." Whether the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect are the remnants of the Heavenly Dao or not, I think everyone knows in their hearts, and the seniors of the war are even clearer, and the seniors of the war still ignore my dissuasion to kill the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, what is the intention, I think the hearts of the people present are like mirrors!

"Presumptuous, you are looking for death!" How could Zhan Yuxiao think that Xuanyang Daoist would dare to talk to him like this, he was so angry that his old face turned purple like a pig's liver, and the momentum of the whole person instantly soared, and he slapped his palm at Xuanyang Daoren.

Xuanyang Daoist sneered, and said in his heart, he is not the Qi Ze of the Xiaoyao Sect, you can shoot it if you want to. Xuanyang Daoist pushed his palms flat without hurry, and slapped Zhan Yuxiao.

With a "boom", the sleeves of the two people were torn apart by the violent force of the recoil, Xuanyang Daoist took a step back, and then stood still, Zhan Yuxiao also took a step back, and after shaking his body slightly, he also stood on the field.

Zhan Yuxiao's face was very ugly, although the previous injuries on his body were stopped by gold sore medicine, but they still had a lot of effects on his strength, and he actually had the upper hand with the Xuanyang Dao people.

"Okay! The old man will no longer embarrass these disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect for the sake of your face! But the Xiaoyao Sect has taken the position of the three major sects of my Que Fengya, and you must return it to me Que Fengya, as well as the one hundred and fifty places, I don't want much, give me a hundred of Que Fengya, and the rest will be distributed to the rest of the sects!" Zhan Yuxiao looked at Xuanyang Daoist coldly and said.

As soon as Zhan Yuxiao's words came out, the sect masters of many sects on the main stage were not good-looking, originally one hundred and fifty places, each sect should be able to get two or three, but now Zhan Yuxiao's words, each sect has become a quota, and there is even a sect without a quota, which makes anyone feel uncomfortable. But Zhan Yuxiao's identity and status were there, and none of the sect masters of many sects dared to stand up and say anything.

Xuanyang Daoist also secretly despised Zhan Yuxiao's actions, but Xuanyang Daoist didn't want to be too stiff with Zhan Yuxiao, so the reason why they helped Xiaoyaozong was because of Qiao Yun's face. Since Zhan Yuxiao took a step back, Xuanyang Daoist naturally didn't say anything more, hugged his fist towards Zhan Yuxiao, and then flew back to the main platform.

Fu Tongguang saw that Xuanyang Dao and Zhan Yuxiao had reached an agreement, and hurriedly evacuated Dingkun Peak quietly with a group of Xiaoyao Sect disciples, Qi Ze was still unconscious, and was carried down by Hua Ren on his back.

For the departure of the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, no one stopped them, many of the disciples of the sect were embarrassed, this Xiaoyao Sect was famous in the sect competition, who knew that the world was impermanent, and even the quota in the Jiu'an Forest was too late to get it, the sect master was taken away by the two predecessors who had been hidden for many years, and the disciples of the sect were even more panicked like lost dogs, and left in disgrace.

The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect withdrew very quickly, and soon everyone left the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect behind, and looked at the Xuanyang Daoist on the main platform in unison.

Xuanyang Daoist took a step forward, looked around and said, "I hereby announce the successful conclusion of this sect competition! The fifty places that Que Fengya gave up before my Xuantian Temple gave up the competition, and each of the remaining fifty sects will be assigned one! Next, the sect master of each sect will count the disciples of each sect who went to the Jiu'an Forest according to the ranking of the big ratio, and the rest of the disciples ask each sect to take them away from Dingkun Peak as soon as possible!"

The disciples in the audience applauded continuously, firstly, to celebrate the end of the sect competition that lasted for more than ten days, and secondly, to applaud the selflessness of the Xuanyang Daoist people, originally fifty-one sects allocated fifty places, there would be a little dispute, but I didn't expect the Xuanyang Daoists to give up this quota directly, this practice made all the sect disciples have a good impression of the Xuanyang Daoists!

The sect masters of each sect had already had a list of candidates in their hearts, and they were all distributed extremely quickly at the moment, selecting the corresponding favorite disciples from among the Xuan-rank and Huang-rank disciples, and then sending the elders of each sect to lead the team back to the sect.

The experience of each Jiu'an Forest can only be disciples of the Xuan rank and below, and this restriction is also afraid that the level of the martial artist is too high, and it will cause too much movement and damage to the Jiu'an Forest when fighting. Because during the month of the trial, the safety of the disciples of each sect in the Jiu'an Forest depended on themselves, and the things of competing for heavenly and earthly treasures and killing people and goods were very common in the trial, and it was in this way that a martial artist could be honed and made to become the strongest.

After the sect masters of all the sects selected their disciples, there were less than a thousand people left on Dingkun Peak, among them, in addition to the sect masters of each sect, only the Xuan-rank Yellow Rank disciples of each sect were ready to enter the Jiu'an Forest.

Xuanyang Daoist glanced at the various sects, nodded to the sect masters, and said, "Come with me to the Jiu'an Forest!"

The hundreds of people on Dingkun Peak quickly disappeared without a trace, and only the many messy footprints on the ground, the traces of tables, chairs, and tents proved that the top competition in China had been held here.

The wind blows, the traces on the ground continue to fade, those names that shine in the big competition, will also fall into the long river of history with the wind, the next nine years, still on the Dingkun Peak, and will stage a new legend.

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Qiao Yun followed the white monk and the black ghost and the two quickly moved away from Dingkun Peak, and the three of them galloped along the Tianfeng Peak, forcing towards the border of the Hake Country.

Not far from the national boundary monument, a group of patrols from the Hak country happened to pass by here, and several patrolmen walking in front of them were snorting, when they felt a strong wind blowing, and a black shadow flashed in front of them. The patrolmen were so startled that they raised their guns and glanced around, but they saw no sign of anyone.

A patrol soldier accidentally looked down and saw three footprints on the snow side by side, and couldn't help but fall to the ground and scream. The rest of the patrolmen also saw the anomaly on the ground, and they all looked at each other. The captain hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie on his body and chattered, to the effect that someone had broken into the border and put the rear on guard.

However, the speed of Qiao Yun and the three of them was so fast that the Hak **** soldiers could stop it, and before the Hak soldiers could react, Qiao Yun and the three of them had already descended to Tianfeng Mountain and entered the Hak country.

The white monk and black ghost stopped at the top of a barren mountain, and Qiao Yun also stopped immediately, looking at the two calmly. Qiao Yun was very wary of the two, knowing that he was not the opponent of the two, but Qiao Yun was not worried about his safety, although he couldn't beat the two, but when it came to escaping, Qiao Yun couldn't catch up with him.

"Little guy, you have the courage to follow here, aren't you afraid that the two of us will join forces to kill you here, and then rob you of your things?"

"Don't be afraid. Qiao Yun's face was flat, "It's true that I can't beat you two for the time being, but it's not so easy for you two to keep me!"

"You really don't know Chu Hanyu?" The white monk ignored the conversation between Qiao Yun and the, but asked again thoughtlessly.

Qiao Yun frowned, and asked rhetorically: "I said fat monk, you keep asking Chu Hanyu and Chu Hanyu, who is this Chu Hanyu?"

"I didn't expect that after so many years, the name of this evil star would be forgotten...... "The white monk muttered to himself.

The continued: "You always know the Heavenly Dao Organization, Chu Hanyu is the founder of the Heavenly Dao Organization, and he is also the controller of the Heavenly Dao Organization. ”

"I've heard of the Heavenly Dao Organization, but isn't this Heavenly Dao Organization said to be an organization of cultivators?, why do I feel that every martial artist is talking about it?" Qiao Yun asked, and at the sect competition, Qiao Yun found that as soon as the word Heavenly Dao came out, the atmosphere on the entire Dingkun Peak seemed wrong.

"The Heavenly Dao Organization is a good organization of cultivators, it not only rules the cultivators of Huaxia, but also treats the martial artists as grass mustard, and drives the martial artists into slaves! Heavenly Dao! Heh, what is the Heavenly Dao! From the moment Chu Hanyu established this organization, he wanted to be the high Heavenly Dao and hold the life of every martial artist in his hands!" the black ghost said coldly.

The's words made Qiao Yun stunned, although Qiao Yun had heard of this Heavenly Dao organization, he didn't know anything about Heavenly Dao. At this moment, after listening to the words of the, I understood why these warriors talked about the tiger's color change when they heard about the Heavenly Dao, it turned out that this Heavenly Dao organization still had such a side.

"Why did the Heavenly Dao Organization disappear again, and why did the cultivators of Huaxia disappear?" Qiao Yun couldn't help but ask, and Qiao Yun already had a faint guess in his heart.

"Everything was caused by the Great War 500 years ago. The white monk didn't know when he came to his senses and interjected.

Five hundred years ago, it was really five hundred years ago! Qiao Yun was slightly excited in his heart, since he heard Qin Mugu tell about the disappearance of the cultivator back then, Qiao Yun had always wanted to find out about it, but Qin Mugu had only found out that the cultivator had disappeared five hundred years ago, how could Qiao Yun find out the reason for a while.

At this moment, hearing Bai Seng say that the war five hundred years ago was verifying the guess in Qiao Yun's heart, Qiao Yun couldn't help but hug his fist at Bai Seng and said, "I would like to hear it in detail, and ask the master to give advice!"

The white monk didn't care about Qiao Yun's change of title, but the events of the year were secret to Qiao Yun, and for the white monk and black ghost, it was a vivid experience. The white monk glanced at Qiao Yun, but he didn't hide Qiao Yun's meaning, and slowly opened his mouth and slowly opened the conversation. (To be continued.) )