In the Taiyi Sect, a certain spiritual peak where the disciples of the descendants lived suddenly erupted with an astonishing spiritual pressure, spreading out in all directions.

For a moment, the descendants of the various spiritual peaks cast their curious glances.

Then, dozens of figures flashed and landed on a small hill hundreds of meters away from this Spirit Peak, all of them were disciples of the Taiyi Sect.

One of the male disciples in the middle stage of distraction frowned and said, "It seems that the person who lives on this spiritual peak is Ying Wuxue, he has been in retreat for a hundred years, is he going to go out today?"

"It's possible. ”

A female concubine preached: "At the time of the retreat, Ying Wuxue had reached the peak of the early stage of distraction, and the original Tang Wuxian was almost on par, if it wasn't for his sudden retreat, maybe the last Holy Son was him, and now he has been in retreat for a hundred years, I am afraid that he has reached the middle stage of distraction, and now Tang Wuxian Holy Son has fallen, and the Holy Son must be re-established in the sect, last time he missed the opportunity, this time, he is afraid that he will not let go of this opportunity!"

"Cultivation does not mean strength!"

Another male disciple in the middle stage of distraction was unconvinced: "He has been in retreat for a hundred years, lacks combat experience, and may not be able to overwhelm the crowd!"

The male disciple who was the first to speak said with a smile: "Sima Yu, before the bloodless retreat, you haven't stepped into the distraction yet, although you have achieved the middle stage of distraction by breaking through two realms in a hundred years, but you are definitely not a bloodless opponent!"

"Zhao Wuji, what do you mean by this, if you don't dare to challenge Ying Wuxue, it doesn't mean that others don't dare!" Sima Yu retorted with a sneer, with a bit of disdain in his tone.

The descendants who can enter the Taiyi Sect are all geniuses of Tianzhong, this Sima Yu was killed all the way up from the outer disciples, and was made an exception to be included in the lineage, and after becoming a distraction, it was a step up in a hundred years, reaching the middle stage of distraction.

Later, he defeated three descendants in a row, and those three descendants were all in the middle stage of distraction.

Therefore, when he saw that everyone praised him so much, he would be so unconvinced in his heart.

Zhao Wuji smiled strangely: "Hehe, Sima Yu, you really think that you can dominate among the disciples of the descendants after defeating three distractions, that is because those masters disdain to care about you, you know, the original Tang Wuxian and Ying Wuxue both foiled a dry distraction in the early stage of distraction, and now, Ying Wuxue has reached the middle stage of distraction, and its combat power can at least suppress the late stage of distraction!"

"Yes, we have all seen Ying Wuxue's demeanor at the beginning, and Tang Wuxian is called a double pride. Another disciple spoke slowly.

Hearing this, Sima Yu's heart couldn't help but sink, feeling quite depressed, he felt very uncomfortable when he heard everyone praise Ying Wuxue like this, and decided in his heart that when Ying Wuxue appeared, he must challenge him.

Let everyone know that the so-called shuangjiao is just a thing of the past!

Seeing his expression, Zhao Wuji and the others secretly sneered, they stimulated Sima Yu like this just to stimulate him and let him challenge Ying Wuxue, in this way, they also praised Ying Wuxue's true strength.

Tang Wuxian died, the position of the Holy Son was vacant, I don't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at that position, even if there should be no blood, I had to fight with him.

As the spiritual pressure of the spiritual peak where Ying Wuxue was located spread more and more widely, there were more and more descendants who came to this small mountain, and the number was no less than two hundred, and at the same time, there were four people occupying the four small peaks nearby.

All four of them were the best of the lineage disciples.

At the beginning, they failed to compete for the Holy Son with Tang Wuxian, and after a hundred years of penance, they all reached the late stage of distraction, so they were bound to win this battle for the Holy Son, but Ying Wuxue's exit made them feel quite stressed, so they all wanted to check it out, so they could understand Ying Wuxue's strength.

The spiritual pressure lasted for half an hour, and finally slowly dissipated.

Finally, the door of a stone room on the Spirit Peak suddenly opened, and then a long-haired man with eyes as bright as stars, a tall body, and a noble temperament stepped out.

"Ahh

He stretched out his hands and made a lazy waist movement, muttering to himself: "A hundred years have passed leisurely, and I don't know what happened to Tang Wuxian, that kid?"

Suddenly, his eyes sank, swept around, and said lightly: "I can't imagine that someone should go out of the customs to alarm so many people, it's really a sin!"

And the four descendants of the four independent peaks were all squinted, and their eyes were full of shock and unwillingness.

Because they found that Ying Wuxue had broken through to the late stage of distraction.

At the beginning, he was still in the early stage of distraction, and he was able to suppress their group of distractions in the middle stage, and now that he has reached the late stage of distraction, how terrifying will his combat power be?

You must know that any descendant who is distracted from the Taiyi Sect can easily suppress the existence of the same level, and even killing the enemy by crossing the level is commonplace.

At this moment, the figure flashed, Sima Yu landed on the Lingfeng, he stared at Ying Wuxue with burning eyes, and said word by word: "Ying Wuxue, I want to challenge you!"

When the four distracted people saw this, a sneer appeared on the corners of their mouths.

During this time, this Sima Yu was out of the limelight, eyeing the position of the Holy Son, in fact, those who had the ability didn't want to pay attention to him, otherwise he would have to jump there.

"Are you a century-old heir?" Ying Wuxue looked at Sima Yu with interest.

"Yes, my name is Sima Yu, and I became the successor after your retreat, please advise!"

Groan!

The long sword is unsheathed, pointing at it without blood.

"It's okay, I haven't made a move for a hundred years, and my bones are about to rust, so let's move your muscles and bones!"

"Arrogance!"

Hearing Ying Wuxue's words, Sima Yu couldn't help but be furious, and the spirit sword in his hand turned into a bolt of lightning and stabbed out.

Burst!

The sword light broke through the void, and in an instant, it hit Ying Wuxue's chest.

At this moment, Ying Wuxue slowly raised his right hand and flicked his fingers.

While!

The fingers accurately flicked the tip of Sima Yu's sword, and suddenly, he was shocked, the tiger's mouth was numb, and he almost couldn't hold the long sword enough to make it come out of his hand, and suddenly his heart was shocked, and the true yuan of his body exploded violently, and he showed the strongest sword move, killing Xiang Ying without blood again.

Seeing this, a ray of disappointment flashed in Ying Wuxue's eyes, this Sima Yu was not as good as the middle stage of the distraction he had defeated, and he couldn't arouse his will to fight at all, so he flicked out a few fingers in his right hand one after another.

The movements are elegant, the posture is graceful, and it is like a fairy descending to earth.

Knock! Knock!

The fingers like an orchid flicking a hole hit the spirit sword in Sima Yu's hand one after another, which made him shake all over, and finally couldn't hold the long sword in his hand, and came out of his hand, and at the same time, his body was also hit by a force of fingers, vomiting blood and flying upside down.

Ying Wuxue did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, looked at Sima Yu with a light smile, and said, "Brother Sima, I have conceded!"

Hearing this, Sima Yu's face darkened, he waved his hand to retrieve the spirit sword, and then bowed to Ying Wuxue: "Brother Ying really deserves his reputation, the younger brother lost, I will come to you another day to ask for advice!"

As soon as the words fell, Sima Yu walked away, and there was no face to stay here.

When the disciples of the first cadre saw this scene, they all secretly sighed, Ying Wuxue was stronger, and he actually defeated Sima Yu in one move, and the four distractions were also cold in the later stage, because they couldn't defeat Sima Yu in one move.

[Author's digression]: One more, thank you for the reward of {鄧待一一跡跡}