At this moment, Nie Xiaowan didn't know what to say.

She believed that Senior Sister Jianchou, who had just cultivated and could use the Nine Sections Bamboo to repel Xu Lan'er, should definitely not be ranked in the hundredth in terms of strength, and even when she saw Senior Sister Jianchou, she would occasionally have a strange feeling of "she is stronger than herself".

It's just that......

Anyway, wouldn't it be a little too crazy to go from the hundredth to the third?

Just standing below and looking at the figures of the two people above, Nie Xiaowan felt a sense of trembling.

She couldn't help but sweat, and she didn't dare to breathe.

On the other side, Zhou Chengjiang, who was standing under an old tree and also looked at the rooftop, showed a slight smile.

The hundredth challenge third?

Big mistake!

At the beginning, Zhou Chengjiang's ranking was only under Xie Ding.

For a moment, looking at the figure standing indifferently on the rooftop, he had an indescribable wonderful premonition: perhaps, after a long, long time, he could only look up at this figure.

For her, Zhou Chengjiang's opponent has become a thing of the past.

And her new opponent will be one stronger person after another.

On the mountainside over there.

"Senior Brother Zhao Zhuo has carefully investigated, and the current Qingfeng Nunnery Hidden Realm is not stable, probably because the big thing that Senior Brother Qu said before happened inside, so now at least Senior Brother Zhao Zhuo's cultivation If he forcibly enters, it will cause the Hidden Realm to collapse. But ......"

Wu Duanzheng reported the news from Zhao Zhuo's side to Hengxu Zhenren, but halfway through his words, he was interrupted by the noise below.

Everyone looked back, and almost at the same time showed a surprised expression: Isn't that Kunwu's Xie Ding? It's just the ...... opposite her.

The Fudao mountain man almost stuffed the chicken leg into his nostrils: "This girl is really going to heaven!"

I just finished making an appointment with Zhou Chengjiang before, and I just defeated the fourth, it's only been a few days?!

Now you're going straight to challenge for third?!

Damn, don't!

When Hengxu Zhenren heard this, he also frowned slightly: "Xie Ding, this son has always had average strength, but he had a few adventures in the first few times, learned a few tricks, and had a good chance of winning, so he was ranked third." But don't worry too much, this small meeting has just begun, and he doesn't dare to use it lightly. ”

"Oh?"

When the people of Fudao Mountain heard this, they couldn't help but raise their eyebrows.

Hengxu Zhenren smiled lightly: "So Brother Fudao doesn't have to worry about the safety of his opponent." ”

The Fudao mountain man "Haw" took a bite of the chicken leg and nodded at Hengxu Zhenren: "I see, I understand." ”

The people around him thought that he was relieved, and they were relieved.

If a disciple who is too good is too early, it is not good news for anyone.

It would be best if there were no casualties.

I didn't expect ......

The next moment, they were all dumbfounded.

I saw that the Fudao mountain man turned around directly, put his hands to his mouth, and shouted without hesitation to the third rooftop in the south where he was worried: "He has a trick and dare not use it lightly! Kill him, you will be the top three! See the sorrowful girl him! !!him to death."

The loud voice passed through the entire void, echoing in this mountain forest, and there was a long and terrifying aftertaste......

Seeing the sad girl him...... him...... him......

Long.

At this moment, the countless onlookers below were all stupid.

Everyone stiffly twisted their necks, and suddenly saw the Fudao mountain people standing on the mountainside platform, constantly waving their hands downward......

Are they ......

What did you hear wrong......

Standing beside the Fudao mountain people, he said that Xie Ding had a trick and was not a real person, and that calm face also had a little strange fluctuation for the first time.

Wu Duan, who was standing next to him, was almost scared and fell off the cliff directly.

All his heart fell on the news of Senior Brother Xie Buchen, and Gu Qingmei, who was extremely nervous a moment ago, was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help but feel red.

……

On the mountainside, countless heads and elders were all dumbfounded.

There is such an unreliable old thing as a master, the genius master sister of Yashan, can it really be good?

The same doubt emerged from the hearts of the elders almost at the same time.

That earth-shattering shout, of course, was like a hurricane, swept past Xie Ding's ears and from the ears of sorrow.

Xie Ding's hand shaking the folding fan didn't move, and his worried eyes suddenly became strange when he looked at the other side.

Seeing that the moment he heard the words of the Fudao mountain man, his legs almost weakened, and he knelt down directly to the Fudao mountain man.

I don't take you to pit apprentices like this!

What does it mean to "him"!

I don't have this fetish!

Seeing the blood and tears in my heart, it has flowed into a river.

Ruined ......

The reputation of Senior Sister Yashan, from this moment, has gone in a strange direction.

Isn't she just an impulse, isn't it unpleasant to see Xie Ding's fake appearance?

Isn't she just an impulse, and it just so happens that Xie Ding is ranked third?

Isn't that ......

An impulse, just happened to be on stage?

Unexpectedly, what was waiting for him was not a beautiful battle, but the master's heartbroken words.

"Ahem. ”

Xie Ding's gaze at her on the other side was already full of a strange inquiry.

"Sister Worried, are you okay?"

“…… It's okay. ”

Seeing sorrow, he smiled reluctantly and stiffened his face.

"Hehe, Xie Mou has long admired the prestige of Senior Sister Yashan, after all, Senior Sister and my Senior Brother Kunwu Xie have the same reputation as geniuses. Xie has invited Senior Brother Xie several times, but Senior Brother Xie probably thinks that my strength is too weak and I never should. I didn't expect that today I had the opportunity to compete with the senior sister first, fortunately, fortunately. ”

In a few words, Xie Ding compared his worries with Xie Buchen.

There was a sneer from below.

How to say it, Xie Buchen is also tenth, it can be seen that Chou is only the hundredth, it can be seen that although he is also a genius, it can be seen that Chou's strength is obviously much worse.

Xie Ding said that Xie Buchen should not be, and said that he was the first to fight with Jianchou, which was undoubtedly belittling Jianchou.

This is inevitably a bit hurtful.

The movement below can naturally be heard when you see sorrow.

She raised her eyes and looked at Xie Ding, she didn't expect that this elegantly dressed monk could also say such scheming evil words.

But......

How could she have thought that the gentle Xie Buchen would draw his sword against him?

There are so many things in the world that you can't think of, what is this one now?

Suddenly, she felt that there was a sentence from the Fudao Mountain People who was right-

This kind of person will become a person who works to the death.

How fortunate is it to compete with yourself?

Against Zhou Chengjiang, she did not make a ghost axe, nor did she make a sky-shaking seal.

I don't know what to do against the so-called third-ranked Xie Ding?

Seeing sorrow, an almost bright smile suddenly appeared on his face: "It's really fortunate." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Chengjiang, who was watching silently below, suddenly chuckled.

Fortunately, indeed?

Xie Dingze was suddenly stunned for a moment.

Although the smile on the face of the person in front of him was bright, it gave him a feeling of extreme danger for a moment.

"Brush!"

The glazed golden light skyrocketed!

The sorrow that was still standing calmly in front of him suddenly urged the inner and outer mirrors, and the mirror rose in an instant, from a mirror the size of a palm, to six feet!

"Boom!"

A huge glass golden light, carried by the inner and outer mirrors, from the bottom to the top, crossed a brilliant arc of light, and smashed straight towards Xie Ding!

All the voices below came to an abrupt end!

Fang just said it well, why did he suddenly do it?

In a hurry, Xie Ding almost wanted to scold, but he couldn't leave it at the moment.

At the moment when the inner and outer mirrors came to him, he didn't hesitate to move his fingers and close the unfolded folding fan!

"Smack!"

The folding fan that was originally unfolded suddenly closed, and when the fan bones collided with each other, it made a sound of gold and iron, which was sonorous and powerful!

The momentum on Xie Ding's body also changed suddenly, from being angry with the elegant scholar to being sharp and sharp.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, he saw the bucket plate spinning under his feet, more than six feet long!

Doupan Tianyuan, where it should have been a bowl of water, has been diffused with a faint golden light, in a hazy star, as if you can see a golden pill phantom floating in Tianyuan, it is very good-looking.

With a slight tap of his finger on the fan bone, and then flicked it, the folding fan that was folded turned into a clear ink sword in an instant!

"God, Ink Sword!"

"Xie Xiaolangjun's Ink Trace Sword!"

Some of the young female cultivators below actually looked at Xie Ding, who was holding a sword, and screamed softly.

The long sword was in the wind, and on the snow-white sword body, the ink marks seemed to be blown by the wind, and began to swim on the sword body, conjuring up one pattern after another.

If it was an ordinary time, Xie Ding would definitely point his sword and put on a dashing posture.

But now that the glazed golden light has been forced to his face, where is the idle time?

He gritted his teeth, and the long sword slashed straight towards the inner and outer mirrors that were attacking from below!

Under the rooftop, someone couldn't help but exclaim.

Many people were shining brightly, just waiting for the inkmark sword to collide with the inner and outer mirrors, and there was an earth-shattering battle.

I didn't expect ......

The expected violent collision did not come.

Xie Ding only felt that there was no obstruction in front of him, and the inner and outer mirrors, which were getting closer and closer, began to shrink all of a sudden, shrinking towards the rear!

As a result, the Ink Trace Sword, which had already been filled with spiritual power by Xie Ding in an instant, showed a posture of excessive force when there was nothing in front of him, and it was difficult to take it back!

Brush!

The long sword slashed through a mountain range-like ink rhyme, and the sword qi slammed into the ground!

"Hum. ”

A burst of light suddenly appeared on the rooftop, and in an instant, this surging sword qi was neutralized.

Xie Ding didn't have time to look at the specific situation, and could only hear the "chuckle" in his heart.

Between panic and surprise, I looked up—

The inner and outer mirrors actually flew back upside down towards the side of the sorrow, and when they flew halfway, the whole mirror surface was agitated, as if there was life, breathing, and then suddenly shrunk!

Seeing sorrow, he showed a big smile to the stunned Xie Ding, and then stretched out his hand and slapped it in the air!

Only then did he dodge back, avoiding the inner and outer mirrors of the Ink Trace Sword, and the light actually skyrocketed again, rushing at a faster speed than before!

Rumble!

Xie Ding, who had just made a sword, who would have expected that there would be such a shameless and adaptable style of play, and he was about to block the sword again in a hurry, but it was too late!

"Dang!"

The inside and outside mirrors directly and strictly slapped Xie Ding's face this time, and suddenly made a sound like a copper bell!

For a moment, Xie Ding only felt that a huge force was surging far beyond his expectations!

How can it be......

Where is this route taken by the nuns?

Fierce and domineering, crazy and powerful!

He only felt that at that moment, his entire face was slapped into his skull. Even though he had aura to protect himself, he felt that his eyes, nose and mouth hurt together, and his mouth was full of blood......

In the shocked attention of everyone, the originally suave and graceful Pianpian Jia Gongzi was caught off guard by this mirror, and he fell directly to the ground, full of wolves!

The ink-stained long sword flew out of his hand, turned into an ordinary-looking fan again, and with a few clicks, it actually fell to the feet of the sorrowful.

“……”

“……”

“……”

Silent.

There is nothing but silence!

Everyone is stupid!

Shameless......

Such a way of fighting is simply shameless, obscene, and indecent!

Without saying a word, he just started fighting without saying a word, and deliberately made a false move, which caused Xie Ding to be distracted, and then immediately slapped people to death in a mirror, what a shameless way to play?

The countless monks below were simply shocked, and even began to sympathize with Xie Ding.

However, among the silent group of people below, there is another group of people with higher vision, who can see something hidden from this shameless way of fighting.

For example, calculations.

Shoot directly without saying a word, or maybe it's a coincidence, in short, the effect of this is to catch Xie Ding off guard first.

But then she shot a shot, Xie Ding swung his sword to block, generally speaking, it must be a hard encounter, but I didn't expect to withdraw the inner and outer mirrors at that moment, so that Xie Ding's sword missed, hit the rooftop, and was wiped out all the power. Later, when Xie Ding was surprised, but she didn't have time to swing the second sword again, she shot a more fierce and explosive second shot!

In this way, where does Xie Ding have a chance to turn around?

Only in the back and forth of this first move, it has already fallen into a complete disadvantage!

"And...... Her first shot...... It was a deliberate attack from the bottom up, and only in this way would Xie Ding slash from the top down with a sword, which happened to fall on the ground, instead of slashing straight at her......"

A beautiful voice sounded from the flower-filled flower stand.

At some point, the man in the forest dressed in a robe embroidered with patterns had already stood up and looked at the rooftop from afar.

The eight female cultivators around were all stunned.

I've never seen my son......

Who's the competition you've paid so much attention to?

She was a woman with terrible calculations.

It is said that a woman's heart is a needle, but it is fine.

The man on the flower platform squinted his eyes slightly, and smiled with a little flashiness: "Is it that you are good at fighting, and your combat power far exceeds that of the senior sister of Yashan......

Looks like there's a good prey.

A sword on the cliff mountain, across the nine heavens.

Monk Yashan, who has always had amazing combat power!

This Yashan senior sister is no exception!

Xie Ding, who fell to the ground, was not too seriously injured, but his blood was surging, blood was flowing from his face, and he looked very wolf.

He struggled to prop himself up and looked up.

The inner and outer mirrors had flown back into Jianchou's hands, and she was calmly watching Xie Ding.

Xie Ding's face was covered with blood, and he looked extremely terrifying, and his previous graceful posture was long gone.

Even when he spoke, there was a kind of inarticulate ambiguity, probably because he was filmed too hard, and he no longer had the graceful demeanor when he said "lucky" before.

"You, you're a sneak attack!"

Seeing sorrow, he tilted his head and smiled kindly and calmly.

"I've already stood on the rooftop, so naturally I'm ready to shoot at any time. Could it be that Senior Brother Xie thought that your enemy would make a move, and he would have to hand you a greeting note first?"

Between the words, there is an indescribable pungency.

Everyone was stunned.

They found that this senior sister was different, and it was different from what everyone thought.

Direct, clean and neat!

The things revealed in this sentence are also completely different from ordinary sect monks.

She seemed to be in a Shura battlefield, and what stood in front of her was not a rival, but a deadly enemy!

Innate acuity, innate sense of crisis!

Xie Ding was also silent, or rather......

I didn't react for a while.

It was a contest to qualify, and once the monk stood on the rooftop, he had already used up a challenge.

No matter how much nonsense you say in the front, you will have to see the truth under your hands in the back.

Although he desperately didn't want to admit it, he knew that it was right to be worried!

Gritting his teeth, Xie Ding's hand was about to get up from the ground as soon as he used his strength.

At this moment, after seeing that sentence, he also withdrew his gaze from him, only falling to his own feet, and with a light touch of his toes, the folding fan moved.

She is still a little curious about this folding fan.

Especially......

Just after that, this folding fan turned into an ink-mark sword, which really amazed her.

However, she remembered that if someone shot down the ghost axe, it would automatically return to her eyebrows, but this sword ......

His eyes drooped slightly, and when he saw that he was bent over, his white fingers touched the golden and iron fan bones, and he actually picked up the folding fan.

Seeing this, Xie Ding smiled reluctantly: "Thank you for seeing Senior Sister Sorrow." ”

As he spoke, his heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to recall the folding fan!

Click.

Seeing that the folding fan in her hand moved, she was about to fly out of her hand, like a bird that had received a call and was about to return home.

However......

The next moment!

"Smack!"

Five delicate and white fingers are fiercely closed inward!

"Tweet ......"

It's as if I heard the wailing of the returning birds!

The five fingers that saw the sorrow were unexpectedly firmly pressed on the folding fan!

"Buzz!"

The folding fan that was about to fly out of his hand had a momentum, but the palm of his hand was firmly imprisoned in it, and between the conflicts, there was a sudden fluctuation and shock in the air!

The sudden change made some unprepared people below exclaim!

Xie Ding was completely stunned, and an extremely ominous premonition appeared in his mind.

Looking fixedly, his lips trembled, and he spoke: "You ......"

The folding fan in his hand is still struggling, but seeing the delicate palm, it is like an evil net, no matter how much it struggles, it can't move.

Seeing that his face was light, he showed a calm smile at Xie Ding: "Senior Brother Xie is polite, don't thank me." ”

Because, she didn't plan to pay it back at all!

In Xie Ding's shocked gaze, at the moment when her sorrowful words landed, in front of everyone's eyes, a ball of spiritual light suddenly burst out of her palm, and she struck hard at the folding fan!

Syllable.

The originally faint connection between Xie Ding and the folding fan was suddenly shattered by this sudden spiritual power!

The folding fan that was originally trembling suddenly became well-behaved.

Seeing the sorrow, there was a slight smile in his eyes: "Don't thank me." Because, I'm not going to pay you back!"

The white palm held the folding fan, turned it slightly, and the slender fingers were a little fan bone, and then shook-

Brush!

The folding fan twisted and spiraled in an instant, turning into a sword hilt, and then a snow-white light extended from the top, and a stream of ink flew out from the folding fan that turned into a sword hilt, and quickly climbed on the snow-white sword!

Landscape painting scroll, ink rhyme long sword!

Seeing that he was holding the inner and outer mirrors in his left hand and this long sword in his right hand, for a while, his eyes were full of infinite amazement.

"It's a good sword......

Sword name, ink marks!