"Ahem, Senior Nephew Zhou, you see that this ring is about to be used for competition, are you going to ........" Elder Tongtianfeng, who was in charge of the No. 1 ring, looked at Zhou Heng still standing in the ring, and couldn't help but say, with a flattering and discussing-like tone in his tone, without the slightest domineering, or the meaning of bullying the small.

You must know that as the leader of the younger generation of Qingyunmen, or the first seat of Luoxia Peak, Zhou Heng's seniority in Qingyunmen is very high, far from being comparable to these elders of Qingyunmen, and besides, this elder himself is from Tongtian Peak, so naturally he will not embarrass Zhou Heng, otherwise, if he is replaced by someone who dares to occupy the ring like this, I am afraid that he will be beaten down a long time ago, and he can still persuade you with good words.

Zhou Heng on the side heard the elder's words, nodded, and just jumped down from the stands above, and just landed on the ring, occupying the position of the ring, looking at the elder, Zhou Heng's arm was slightly raised.

I saw a ray of light flying out of his cuffs, and saw a white letter flying out of his cuffs, and finally landed on the vertical wooden sign in front of him, and everyone on the side saw Zhou Heng's movements, looked at the paper, and saw that the paper was written on the second!

"Ahh

As soon as he thought of it, everyone present suddenly began to look around, his eyes were full of gloating expressions, everyone wanted to know who was going to compete with Zhou Heng, a pervert, in this first game, you must know that he met Zhou Heng in the first game, this luck was really unlucky, it was estimated that he couldn't even pass the first game, so he had to lose under Zhou Heng's hands, and at the same time, everyone present also looked at Zhou Heng with an expectant expression, for this disciple who was known as the most genius disciple of Qingyunmen for thousands of years, he was only a teenager and took the supreme practice of Qingyunmen"Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao" has cultivated to the Shangqing Realm, which makes everyone can't help but look forward to what kind of surprise Zhou Heng will bring them when he makes a move.

After all, the first seat of everyone present usually does not make a move easily, and Zhou Heng himself is also the head of the peak vein, which just opened the eyes of everyone present.

Just under the ring, countless people stared at Zhou Heng intently, but there was a disciple among them, his face was as black as coal, his body began to tremble constantly, and his eyes were staring at the note in his hand, which said No. 63, with an unbelievable look.

When the disciple saw this, his eyes almost darkened, and he fainted, and he couldn't wait to cut off his hand when he had just drawn lots, this unlucky person actually met Zhou Heng in the first game, which can be regarded as God also clearly not wanting to live by himself.

"Ahem, who is No. 63, hurry up, grinding, what kind of system!" The referee in charge of this game on the side saw that Zhou Heng was already standing in the ring, and shouted impatiently at everyone present in his tone!

"Yes...... I..... It's ....... me."

A disciple in a white robe looked at the note in his hand and raised his hand, the expression on his face was more ugly than that of his dead parents.

"Alas, isn't this Zhuge Village, the disciple of the first Cangsong Daoist of Longshou Peak?"

"Yes, yes, I heard that this Zhuge Village is the best among the disciples of Longshou Peak, he is not more than a hundred years old, and he has already reached the sixth layer of the Yuqing Realm with one cultivation, and he has high hopes for the Cangsong Dao people, but he is expected to sprint to the top ten of the Seven Veins Martial Arts this time. ”

The countless Qingyunmen disciples present saw the pale Zhuge Cun He, and they all cast sympathetic eyes on him, and began to discuss in private.

This is also no way, you know, this Zhuge Village He originally had the hope of sprinting to the top ten in the Seven Veins Martial Arts this time, but it was a pity to meet Zhou Heng, the leader of Qingyunmen, in the first round, and I saw Zhuge Village He on the side with a sad and angry expression, and the whole person trembled and walked to the ring, looking at Zhou Heng who was light and calm in front of him, and his face suddenly turned into the color of bitter melon.

"Senior Brother Zhou!" Zhuge Cun He on the side bowed slightly to Zhou Heng in the center of the ring, Zhuge Cun He looked at Zhou Heng, and the depression in his heart was like a surging river, and the Yellow River was far above the white clouds.

"No. 63 Dragon Head Peak disciple Zhuge Village He against No. 2 Tongtian Peak Zhou Heng!"

And just as Zhou Heng looked at Zhuge Village in front of him with a playful expression, the elder of Tongtian Peak, who was far away from the ring, suddenly spoke.

"Ah, wait!" And when Zhou Heng, who was on the side, was about to make a move, Zhuge Village on the opposite side suddenly raised his hand, and suddenly shouted: "Ahem, I don't think I need to compare, I admit defeat!"

Zhuge Cun He on the side looked at Zhou Heng with a bitter expression, his cultivation was only at the sixth level of the Yuqing Realm, if this kind of cultivation was second to none among the disciples of the same generation anyway, but in front of Zhou Heng, it would be too inadequate, after all, the other party was a character who broke through the Shangqing realm of "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao" in his teens, even if he tried his best, he was probably not the opponent of the other party.

And, to be honest, Zhuge Village on the side couldn't raise the slightest fighting spirit in the face of Zhou Heng, so he had to admit defeat to Zhou Heng.

"Ah, surrender and admit defeat? Are you sure?" I saw the Elder Tongtian Peak who was the referee on the side looking at Zhuge Cunhe leisurely, his expression calm.

"Yes.... Yes, I admit defeat!" Zhuge Cun on the side didn't wait for others to answer, and walked out of the ring alone. In this ring, in addition to falling down and losing combat effectiveness, falling into the ring is also considered a loss, therefore, Zhuge Cun He did not hesitate to step down from the ring, and the whole person left in a gloomy manner, with a gloomy back.....

The Qingyunmen disciples present looked at Zhuge Cun He, who was lost and depressed, and there was not the slightest ridicule in their eyes, only deep sympathy.

You must know that although it is very shameful to surrender without a fight in this seven-vein martial arts that is only held once in a single Jiazi, it also depends on where it is placed, everyone present feels that it is natural for Zhuge Cun to directly admit defeat and surrender, after all, his opponent is the recognized leader of everyone in Qingyunmen, a genius who is even more demonic than the Qingye Patriarch thousands of years ago, so losing under Zhou Heng's hands is not a shameless thing.

And for Zhuge Cun He, this can only be blamed on his bad luck, and he met Zhou Heng's pervert.

"That's the case, cough cough, in the first game, Zhou Heng of Tongtian Peak won and successfully advanced to the first round!"

Zhou Heng on the side looked at the gray Zhuge Village He leaving, his eyes flickered, his face looked very helpless, he originally thought that he would have to make one or two moves to solve the opponent, but he didn't expect the other party to surrender directly and admit defeat, which made Zhou Heng look very disappointed, after all, he hadn't pretended to be forced yet, in fact, just now Zhou Heng was still thinking about how to defeat the other party with the most shocking method, but he didn't expect this to happen, it really didn't make people expect such a result.

Zhou Heng on the side thought of this, looked at the back of Zhuge Village He leaving, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

It's really the other party's luck is too bad, with the cultivation of the sixth layer of He Yuqing Realm in Zhuge Village, as long as he doesn't meet some dark horses, he will definitely enter the first three rounds, but he met himself in the first round, and he directly missed the competition behind, so it can only be said that luck is not good, so sometimes strength does not mean everything, and luck is also crucial.

For example, like Zhang Xiaofan, the protagonist's aura is too strong, and he can touch the No. 1 by drawing a prize at will, and directly advance to the first round, who can reason with this kind of thing, Zhou Heng thought of this, his toes tapped, and the whole person flew up, and the body jumped high, and the person flew back to the high platform above.

You must know that this is the grandstand reserved for the head of Qingyunmen and the first elders of each vein, like that kind of identity and status are not enough to even get close, of course, this does not include Zhou Heng, a special person, so Zhou Heng flew back to the stands lightly, and the whole person respectfully retreated behind Daoxuan Zhenren, looking towards the eight rings below, and the first game of the Seven Veins Huiwu had ended before it began, which made many people have a disappointed look on their faces, after all, they hadn't seen Zhou Heng on the side make a move, and as a result, Zhuge Village on the opposite side admitted defeat, which made people unsatisfied。

But despite this, the Seven Veins Martial Arts still had to continue, and in the next competition, the elders of each vein of Qingyunmen served as referees, and each person was in charge of a ring.

However, after losing Zhou Heng's traces, countless Qingyunmen disciples scattered one after another, heading towards several other rings, and the seven-vein martial arts on one side were also being carried out in an orderly manner, and countless disciples watched with taste, and there were even a few competitions that attracted the attention of a large number of Qingyunmen disciples, which was extremely exciting.

Among them, the most popular is undoubtedly Xiao Zhufeng's disciple, once there is a female disciple of Xiao Zhufeng on the field, the surrounding of the ring is absolutely surrounded by water, so crowded that even a fly can't fly over, Zhou Heng looked at the eight rings below, the whole person looked absent-minded, unless there is a familiar person on the field, or there are genius disciples of other veins on the field to attract their attention slightly.

You must know that the Seven Veins will take a lot of time, something like a martial arts, unless there is a huge gap between the two sides, otherwise it will be really difficult to distinguish the winner for a while, after all, they are all immortal cultivators, who knows what strange backhands others have, and there are still very few perverts like Zhou Heng, so basically the time spent on each competition is very long, but even so, those Qingyunmen disciples who gathered in this square still saw it with relish, and their faces were full of excitement and excitement, and in the process of these competitions, Zhou Heng also saw the shadows of several acquaintances。

For example, Tian Ling'er, who fought against Tian Ling'er was an ordinary disciple of Fenghui Peak, and his cultivation was not bad, reaching the fourth or fifth layer of the Yuqing Realm, but it was a pity that he was facing Tian Ling'er, who had already reached the sixth layer of the Yuqing Realm.

I saw Tian Ling'er on the side, holding the amber Zhu Aya in his hand, and after fighting with the other party for more than a dozen moves, he knocked the other party directly out of the ring and successfully advanced to the first round, and as for the other disciples of Da Zhufeng, except for the senior brother Song Dashu, the other people were undoubtedly delivering food, and they were defeated in the first round and stopped there.

And among them, especially Du Bishu, this guy's luck is the worst, he actually met Qi Hao of Longshou Peak, and was directly slashed into the ring by the opponent's sword, and the dice magic weapon in his hand was also seriously damaged, and even he was a little depressed.

Zhou Heng on the side looked at Qi Hao with a gloomy face, his eyes narrowed slightly, it seems that because of the incident of Dazhufeng last time, this Qi Hao must hate the house and Wu, and everyone in Dazhufeng will hold a grudge, otherwise with the other party's temperament, even if it is hypocritical, it is impossible to shoot so hard.

"Hehe, but it's okay, in this case, Tian Ling'er will be even more unlikely to like Qi Hao!" Zhou Heng on the side looked at the Da Zhufeng disciple who was supporting Du Bishu below, especially Tian Ling'er's eyes looking at Qi Hao were full of anger, the other party actually didn't think of the slightest feeling of the same door, and his hand was so heavy, thinking of this, Tian Ling'er couldn't help but feel a little more disgusted when he looked at Qi Hao's expression.

On the other side, Zhou Heng saw all this in his eyes, silent, and his eyes suddenly condensed, only to see that in a ring below, a woman in white with a fluttering skirt, holding a sky blue long sword, stood proudly, and the whole person was indescribably cold.

"Ahh

Just looked at Lu Xueqi's ring, countless Qingyunmen disciples surrounded this ring, the inner and outer three layers were full of people, and more than nine of them were men.

And they looked at Lu Xueqi, who was as beautiful as a fairy above and had a dusty temperament, and shouted hoarsely in their mouths, the enthusiasm was simply jaw-dropping, so much so that people wondered whether they were immortal cultivators or fans of a certain country.

"Hehe, I have long heard that Xiaozhufeng has always been rich in beauties, and this Lu Xueqi is known as the most outstanding beauty in the past five hundred years, no wonder she is loved by such Qingyunmen disciples!" I saw Dao Xuan Zhenren sitting on the high platform on the side, looking at Lu Xueqi under the ring below, and said happily.

At this time, the eight rings below were overcrowded with people in the one that belonged to Lu Xueqi, but there were only a few people in the other ones, which looked very miserable.

"Hmph, a cultivator should be like water, how can he be so greedy for beauty, I have already told the first senior brother, I should not accept female apprentices in Qingyunmen!" I saw the Cangsong Daoist on the side snorted coldly, and at this time, the Qingyunmen disciples below became noisy because of Lu Xueqi's competition, which made the Cangsong Daoist who was in charge of the Criminal Law Palace very dissatisfied.

And as soon as Master Shuiyue on the side heard this, his face suddenly became ugly, who didn't know that her Xiaozhufeng only accepted female disciples, and more than half of the female disciples in this Qingyun Sect were under her Xiaozhufeng Sect, and now that this Cangsong said this, he was not just accusing her of being wrong!

"Haha, yes, I didn't expect that all the disciples in this Qingyun Sect are lustful, and their qualitative qualities are so poor, you see, especially the disciples who are competing with Xueqi now, they are simply extremely bad!" Master Shuiyue on the side said, and everyone present couldn't help but look at the man who was competing with Lu Xueqi.

"Haha, Senior Sister Lu, I am Caixu J Kun, a disciple of Longshou Peak, and I am fortunate to have a chance to learn from my junior sister today, what a blessing for three lives!

I saw Caishu Kunkun on the side looking at Lu Xueqi, and the whole person was about to stay, he naturally loved this No. 1 beauty in Qingyunmen.

But I didn't expect to meet Lu Xueqi in the first competition, this is simply a blessing from my tenth life, if you don't seize the opportunity to get close to the other party, you will be punished by God.

"Yu!" I saw the audience booing everywhere, and looked at the Caishu Kun on the stage with disdain, what are you doing here, why are you talking so much nonsense.

Seeing the Cangsong Daoist here, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched a few times, the person who competed with Lu Xueqi was his own apprentice, and he practiced virtue well on weekdays, why did he become like this today, he simply lost his face, and as for Lu Xueqi on the side, his face was expressionless, and the whole person flew into the air and said coldly: "Senior Brother Cai is polite, Lu Xueqi, the eighth generation disciple of Xiaozhufeng, ask Senior Brother Cai for advice today." ”

I saw Lu Xueqi, who had finished speaking, on the side, her body rose into the air, and the whole person stayed in the clouds in mid-air, and the sky-blue long sword behind her was still inserted in the scabbard, and she looked at the Caishu Kun below with an expressionless face, as if she had no intention of attacking at all, and seeing this, the Caishu Kun on the side looked slightly embarrassed, especially when the audience in the audience cast contemptuous glances at him one by one, facing the endless ridicule and ridicule below.

He was immediately angry, but he also knew that it was time for him to compete with Lu Xueqi, so the expression on his face immediately changed, and he said with a pleasant face: "Hehe, Senior Sister Lu, be careful!"

After finishing speaking, he saw the black and colored long sword in the hand of Caishu Kun on the side suddenly out of his body, holding the sword trick in his hand, and attacking Lu Xueqi above.

Seeing that the black and colored fairy sword had shot into the cloud at Lu Xueqi's feet at this moment, Lu Xueqi's indifferent face on the side did not have a trace of expression, and she didn't see how she moved.

But the clouds under her feet carried her body backwards, but the speed of Caishu Kun's fairy sword was faster, and it had caught up in the blink of an eye, and the audience suddenly screamed and sighed, and Lu Xueqi on the side saw that there was no room for it, and suddenly turned her backhand.

I saw that the sword behind her was taken by her, and I saw that her jade face was like frost, and she didn't even pull out the sword from the sheath, but only used the azure sword to block it in front of her.

"Khooth!"

A crisp echo echoed far away in the square, very pleasant.

And the black-ribbon-colored fairy sword of the Colorful Whiskered Kun in the sky bounced back as if it had been hit hard, and the Colored Whiskered Kun on the stage, the Cangsong Daoist under the stage, their faces changed greatly, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, they saw that Lu Xueqi did not hesitate at all.

After a slight pink flush swept over her snow-white face, she threw her right hand and threw the sky-blue sword out of the sheath, while the five fingers of her right hand were stretched out, and the magic was clenched.

And that day, the Blue Immortal Sword suddenly shone in mid-air, and the blue light covered the entire huge ring, and the immortal spirit was soaring, obviously not an extraordinary product.

The Caishu Kun on the side didn't dare to slack off now, seeing the dazzling blue light coming overwhelmingly, he was surprised in his heart, and at the same time, he was even more angry that Lu Xueqi didn't even unsheath the fairy sword, and he was even more angry at his contempt for this, but he still urged the fairy sword in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, three black water walls were condensed in front of him, exuding a trace of coldness.

And the black-belted fairy sword that was cut back by Lu Xueqi on the side was also picked up by the color-whiskered kun on the side, and I saw that the color-whiskered kun on the side protected the black-belted fairy sword on his chest, and the mana in his hand was gathered, and the handprints continued to be added to it, and when the last mysterious handprint was also blessed by the color-whiskered kun on the side, it was also blessed in the black-belted fairy sword.

The Colorbeard Kun on that side threw the black ribbon-colored fairy sword that was originally placed on his chest into the wall of water in front of him, and suddenly the black wall of water that was already exuding cold suddenly turned into an even colder ice wall!

I saw that in the middle of the air on the side, Lu Xueqi's eyes were as bright as stars, her black hair and clothes were flying and fluttering in the wind, her style was peerless, moving, her mouth seemed to be chanting a spell in a low voice, and there was no expression on her cold face.

And with her gaze, everyone only saw a loud bang on the fairy sword that was flying in mid-air at the moment, emitting a thousand feet of blue light.

It was like a wild beast roaring, the sound shook the four wilds, and in an instant, the blue light was sheng, the fairy sword seemed to break through the sky, and the dragon came out of the abyss, and all the clouds within a radius of more than ten zhang on one side were all forced to dissipate in a moment, and disappeared without a trace.