Just this sword completely put Wang Tong into a dead end!

In an instant, Wang Tong only felt that his breathing was completely controlled, the breath in his chest was completely restricted, the front road had been sealed, and the back road was cut off, if he didn't withdraw the sword, he was afraid that he would suffocate on the spot. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You lost. Zhao Antong had red eyes and grinned.

Wang Tong stared at Zhao An, trembling all over, no matter how he couldn't believe it, Zhao An's shot was so ruthless, and he sealed his life with one move.

And what made him even more unbelievable was that he didn't know where he was negligent and was exploited by Zhao An.

"Alas. A light sigh came out of the Great Elder's mouth, "Tong'er, you have lost, withdraw your sword." ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience exploded.

"It's clear that Senior Brother Wang stabbed Senior Brother Zhao first, why do you say that Senior Brother Wang lost!"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Could it be that the Great Elder is mistaken!"

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the audience, and even many people looked at Zhao An.

On the stage, Wang Tong had been forced into a desperate situation by Zhao An, and he didn't put Zhao An in his eyes, but after seeing Zhao An's performance in the competition, he thought backwards and decided to use the Bagua Sword to fight the enemy, but now, even he couldn't figure out where his failure was.

"Wang Tong, don't struggle anymore, if you don't withdraw your sword, you won't be able to last half an hour. ”

Seeing that Wang Tong still gritted his teeth and insisted, Zhao An was no longer polite, and raised his right foot sharply, kicking Wang Tong directly out of the ring.

"Zhao Ansheng. ”

The Great Elder slowly said this fact, and Wang Tong's face was as dead as ashes.

There was a dead silence on the entire platform.

Zhao An had a splitting headache at this time, his eyes were red and frightening for a long time, and the things in front of him were even more blurry, vaguely saluting to a few elders in the stands, Zhao An turned around and left without hesitation, and rushed towards his room.

……

"Are you awake?"

I don't know how long I was in a coma, but as soon as Zhao An opened his eyes, he heard Zhao Lan's voice sounding on the side.

It was already moonlight outside, Zhao An didn't know how long he had been in a coma this time, as soon as he woke up, Zhao An almost rushed out, "Master, am I qualified to enter the Yunhai Sect as a registered disciple?"

Seeing his apprentice pulling his sleeves with eagerness, Zhao Lan smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "You won the sect competition, if you don't let you go, won't you turn this sect upside down?" “

Hearing the exact news, Zhao An let out a long breath, gently rubbing the Zhiwei Immortal novel on the side, and there was a trace of yearning on his face.

Suddenly, Zhao An's face tightened, and he looked at Zhao Lan, "Master, don't you ask me, why can I defeat the enemy with one move?"

Zhao Lan gently touched Zhao An's head and said, "Everyone has their own secrets, so why bother asking? Ten days later, someone from the Yunhai Sect will come to pick you up, and when the time comes, you can leave the Ling Sword Sect, the real immortal cultivator asked." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Anxin's excitement dissipated little by little, looking at Zhao Lan's somewhat gray hair, his eyes suddenly became a little hot, and he felt uncomfortable for some reason.

"Master, I suddenly don't want to leave. ”

"Silly boy, fairy fate is rare, if you miss it, I'm afraid there will be no chance. You have been with me for so many years, I have not taught you anything, and now you are leaving to give you a sword for the teacher. Zhao Lan sighed, flipped his right hand slightly, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

The long sword is three feet long, the whole sword body seems to be made of a piece of fine iron, the silver sword body is glowing with fiery red streamers, although the hilt of the sword is carved with gorgeous patterns, but it is not half frivolous and frivolous, but adds a touch of weirdness to the sword body.

"This sword is called 'Sanfan', and now it will be given to you. ”

"It's too precious, master, I can't ask for it. Although Zhao An is reluctant to learn the sword, he has been familiar with the sword since he was a child, so he can naturally see at a glance that this sword is extraordinary.

"Take it, just a sword. Zhao Lan still looked indifferent, but such an attitude made Zhao An unable to shirk anything.

"Since I was a child, I haven't taught you anything, and now that you are about to step into the fairy gate, I have something to tell you, you must remember it. ”

Zhao An was stunned for a moment, looking at Zhao Lan with both eyes, with a hint of surprise in his expression.

This is the first time Zhao Lan said that he wanted to teach him something, only to hear Zhao Lan say abruptly, "The matter of cultivating immortals is connected with swordsmanship, and the most important thing is that the mind is clear, and the grievances are clear." There is revenge and revenge, and there is kindness to repay kindness, and you must not drag the mud and water and leave yourself with demons. Do you remember?"

"Remember, master. Zhao An spoke, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, Zhao Lan had always been an elder of Ling Jianmen, how could he know about cultivating immortals?

Looking at Zhao An's puzzled eyes, Zhao Lan smiled slightly, rubbed his head, and said, "You have your secrets, and the master also has his own, you have to keep these words in mind, and the master will not harm you." ”

Three days later, all the disciples of Ling Jianmen stood on the platform, looking forward to the sky one by one. At the front of them, the five elders of the Ling Sword Sect stood at the top, their faces faintly filled with excitement and excitement.

Wang Tong and the others also stood aside, but they were all pale and gray, staring at Zhao An fiercely, just eager to rip off a piece of flesh on his body.

Today is the day when the Yunhai Sect sent someone to pick up Zhao An, Zhao An was carrying a burden and standing by Zhao Lan's side, feeling very uncomfortable.

On the one hand, as soon as he thought that his childhood dream would come true, that he could worship in the Immortal Gate and become a registered disciple, his heart was so excited that he almost flew out of a small bird, and every minute of waiting seemed to be as long as the sky, and his eyes almost shot through the sky.

But on the other hand, every time he looked at Zhao Lan, his heart always chuckled, and there was a strong reluctance.

Since he can remember, he has been growing up by Zhao Lan's side, and he has never left for a day, although Zhao Lan has always been indifferent, but he has been kind to him, but he has remembered it bit by bit in his heart, and he dare not forget it for a moment.

"Master, I'm not by your side, you have to take care of your body. ”

Zhao An raised his head, looked at Zhao Lan reluctantly, and said softly, "Master, as soon as I am free, I will come back to see you." ”

Zhao Lan raised her hand and rubbed Zhao An's head, smiled slightly, and said, "Let's go, this time because of you, I am busy for the teacher." ”

Zhao An's face turned red, and he lowered his head embarrassedly, since he stood out in the sect competition last time, everyone was surprised, and even wondered if Zhao Lan had used some secret method to make Zhao An a master of swordsmanship within three days.

At this moment, many disciples frantically poured into Zhao Lan's Tailan Courtyard again, wanting to worship Zhao Lan as a teacher.

Just when Zhao An wanted to say something to Zhao Lan, suddenly, the rainbow ran through the sun, the clouds fluttered in the sky, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The man was dressed as a Taoist priest, wearing purple clothes, his eyes were bright, exuding an elegant and dusty temperament, he was looking at the people in front of him with a kind face, standing in front of several elders, and said, "Poor Daoist Gu Yiming, come to guide the cultivators in the sect." ”

"It's really an immortal?!It's really Tengyun!"

"I always thought that what was written in the book was fake, but I didn't expect that there really were immortals!"

Seeing Gu Yiming, all the disciples exploded in an instant, staring at Gu Yiming one by one, as if he had three heads and six arms, and they just wanted to see him through a hole.

"This is an immortal?" Zhao An's heart was beating wildly, looking at the Taoist priest in front of him, he was surprised and happy in his heart, "I'm about to enter the immortal gate?"

The Zhiwei Immortal Novel in his arms was close to him, and he never imagined that one day, he would have the opportunity to cultivate immortals and become immortals.

Gu Yiming was stunned by everyone's gaze, but after all, he was also mentally superb, and he returned to normal in an instant, his eyes swept over Zhao An, and he asked softly, "May I ask if this junior brother wants to worship the sect?"

The Great Elder hurriedly stepped forward, his face full of respect, and said, "Immortal, this is the disciple Zhao An, who is the candidate recommended by my Ling Jianmen to go to the sect. ”

Gu Yiming nodded, saluted back to the Great Elder, and then said to Zhao An, "The Immortal Gate is far away, if the junior brother still has something to deal with, he will deal with it first, and then return to the sect with me after he is done." ”

Zhao An saw that the other party's attitude was good, and there was a little more respect between his words, and he said, "How dare you let the senior brother wait, the junior brother has already dealt with the matter, and he can leave with the senior brother at any time." ”

Gu Yiming's face stretched and he smiled, "That's really good, let's go to the sect with me." ”

After speaking, Gu Yiming's sleeves rolled up, and Zhao Anteng turned into Changhong with Zhao Anteng's cloud, and disappeared in place in an instant.

"Xiao An, you must be careful in everything!"

Zhao An only felt that his body was light, and the violent wind blew on his face, making his face hurt. When I looked down, I found that a yellow talisman had been pasted on my leg, boxy, with incomprehensible symbols written on it in cinnabar.

At this time, he was in the clouds, flying rapidly in the air, Gu Yiming on the side supported him, and the people under him turned into small black dots, moving backwards rapidly.

Ling Jianzong ......

The clouds thickly covered the line of sight, and the figures of Ling Jianzong and Zhao Lan faintly dissipated, and they could no longer be seen, and Zhao An also officially opened a long path of cultivating immortals.

At this time, Zhao Anren was in mid-air, his legs and stomach were trembling a little, but his heart was agitated.

Fly, really fly!

Although it is not Edgeworth's flight, although it is not himself flying, but the clouds and the stinging wind beside him are real, flying in mid-air at this time, in addition to excitement and excitement, there is also a trace of horror.

Standing in the air, looking at the feet, there are hundreds of large and small peaks near and far, the blue color is like washing, the shade is suitable, the sunset is bright in the distance, the scenery is thousands of magnificent, and it is difficult to exhaust the eyes.

Zhao An's eyes looked around greedily, not only more determined about becoming an immortal, but also worried about the yellow talisman on his leg.

"Wait for me to get a few more talismans, and the next time I return to Ling Jianmen, I will play with the junior disciples and let them be stimulated. ”=

After two hours, Zhao An felt that the speed under his feet had slowed down significantly, and when he looked down, he saw that the talisman on his leg had spontaneously combusted without wind, and it had already burned most of it.

Then, Zhao An's eyes flickered, his body staggered, and he fell straight to the ground, but fortunately, Gu Yiming supported him in time with both hands and did not let him fall.

Raising his head, what appeared in front of Zhao An was a fairyland like a paradise, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, blue birds spreading their wings, the wind blowing, and the rustling of bamboo leaves.

In front of him is a cobblestone mountain path, strange stones and strange trees abound on the left and right, and at the end of the path, there is a delicate attic in the clouds and mist, looming in the clouds, exuding a jade-like light, Zhao An looked straight.

This is where the outer mountain gate of the Yunhai Sect is located.

"Come, stop. ”

A soft sound came from the distant void, and although it sounded soft, it sounded extremely clear, as if someone was speaking close to his ear.

"This is Zhao An recommended by Ling Jianmen, please open the mountain gate and let me go. Gu Yiming said, taking out a piece of jade slip from his arms and waving it in the direction where the voice came from.

The next moment, Zhao An obviously felt that a gaze swept around his body a few times, although that gaze made him uncomfortable, but there was no malice.

"To enter my sect, you need to test your qualifications, and only those who meet the qualifications can become disciples of the sect. A voice came.

"Please test, senior brother. Zhao An didn't dare to hold it up, and replied respectfully.

The next moment, a magical scene happened, I saw that a golden light suddenly shot out of the void, penetrating into Zhao An's body, and after a breath, the voice said,

"The qualifications are ordinary, and you can enter the Qingyun system. ”