Duan Li'er had no choice but to shrug helplessly at her and smile bitterly in return.

"Knock"

On the huge square, the huge bell rang abruptly, and the bell soared into the sky, as if to pierce the proud firmament.

Finally, the Xuantian Dao Conference, in this loud bell, officially kicked off.

At this time, everyone is more or less nervous in their hearts, especially those who are going to compete on stage.

But, at the same time, there are inevitably many hopes in their hearts.

"Due to the large number of people, after deliberation, we decided that only the first round will be played today, and the winners will continue to the second round tomorrow. ”

The voice of the candle owner came from the high platform and reached the ears of everyone in the square.

"Forty-eight people, twenty-four stations are needed. I don't know how much time it will take. ”

"It won't be too much, as long as it's not evenly matched, it should be over soon. ”

"I don't know if there are any masters who will encounter ...... in the first game"

……

The voices of the audience began to sound gradually, as if they were extremely looking forward to the upcoming battle.

"In the first game, the disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect Gui Yunhai played against the disciple of the Heavenly Zen Sect Buchen. Candle East loudly announced the two sides of the first stop.

Duan Li'er patted Gui Wenhai and encouraged: "It's okay, just have a clear conscience, don't force it! This is not the final duel, just an opportunity to experience." Go 1"

Gui Wenhai nodded, smiled bitterly, but didn't say anything, looked at the direction of the Heavenly Zen Sect camp, and immediately stepped into the ring.

Gui Wenhai stepped into the ring, looking at the thousands of disciples of the major sects below, as if they were all excited about the battle that would start immediately, and as if they were envious of the people standing on the stage. But who understands the helplessness and worry of the people standing on the stage.

There was a soft bang, and a person stood opposite Gui Wenhai.

Gui Wenhai turned around and looked at the visitor, only to see that he was dressed in a moon-white robe, and his stature was quite short, but he looked like a man who had no quarrel with the world and was a master.

Buchen's right palm was raised to his chest, his head was lowered slightly, and he announced the Dharma name: "Amitabha, it is polite to return to the donor of Wenhai, and the poor monk is not dusty, please teach the donor and accept mercy." ”

Gui Wenhai hugged his fists and said: "The master is strict, and he is returning to the sea of clouds, he should ask the master to give advice!"

After speaking, Gui Wenhai took a step back and held up the single chapter. An invisible force of vitality erupted steeply from the body, instantly laying a Dao defensive qi shield outside the body.

Buchen saw Gui Wenhai like this, and he didn't dare to hesitate, that is, he put his hands together, and a golden light seemed to slowly and rapidly gush out from his body, blocking in front of him to prevent Gui Wenhai's attack.

Gui Wenhai knows that his current strength may be a little inferior, and if he can't seize the opportunity, he will definitely have no chance to turn over. So he said, "Master, be careful!" His right hand was withdrawn, and he flipped in front of him in an unpredictable way, running in a special arc, constantly absorbing the heaven and earth vitality stored around him, and gradually forming the phantom of a mountain peak.

Buchen was also surprised, Gui Wenhai came to use the Heavenly Sword Sect's famous "Split Mountain Attack" but it was beyond his expectations, if he didn't know, he thought he was going to fight hard.

In a low voice in his mouth, he pronounced another Buddha name, suddenly his right foot retreated, his left palm quickly stretched out to the upper left, his right palm was across his chest, and he clenched his fist steeply, and then his left hand swirled down, and the golden light exploded between his two hands in an instant, and almost at the same time, the rosary that was originally set on his neck flew up steeply, spinning above his head. Streams of golden light shot out from the rosary, constantly reinforcing the defensive air shield in front of him

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