The game is about to begin, and with the command of some old disciples in the Tianxian Sect, everyone stands separately under the ring to meet their first competition! Only Liu Yiguan returned to the stands alone, this scene made many people quite puzzled, but after that, everyone already understood.

"The one who gets the first sign, go back to the stands!" said the puppet old man standing in the middle of the nine-seat ring.

"Little junior brother, I'm lucky, I was able to get the first sign!" Seeing Liu Yiguan coming slowly, Yin Yu joked with a smile.

"It's just luck. Liu Yiguan shook his head and smiled reluctantly, sat down beside Yin Yu, looked down at the wooden sword in his hand, and looked without sadness or joy.

In the ring, Zhao Xihu, who was about to start the competition, glanced at Liu Yiguan, who could barely see his face in the stands in the distance, and became more determined to ask.

"Amitabha! That young man...... It is related to my Buddha!" At the dome of the Heavenly Immortal Hall, Master Beilian waved his robe lightly, stared at the bowed young man in the stands in the distance with golden light, and said slowly.

"Huh?" The Heavenly Immortal Sect's gaze changed suddenly, and there was a slight solemnity in his gaze at Master Sorrowful Lotus, not only that, but the face of the elder beside him also changed slightly.

"He's my apprentice, Master Beilian, I hope you don't beat his idea!" However, Xu Changkong didn't have any scruples, he glanced at Master Beilian, and the color in his eyes flashed.

"I don't have the intention of accepting disciples, but I feel that this young man has the breath of my Buddhism!" Master Beilian shook his head slowly, as if he had not noticed the fierce color in Xu Changkong's eyes, which was still as plain as usual.

"Hmph! He is my disciple and has never practiced Buddhism! But if you talk about the treasure of Buddhism, my disciple has one on him, but I advise you not to ask him about it. Xu Changkong snorted coldly, he already had a sense of vigilance in his heart towards Master Beilian, among the people present, only Master Beilian and the valley master of Qianfeng Valley could not see through.

"The treasure of Buddhism is fate, if the fate has not arrived, it cannot be obtained, he has obtained the treasure of my Buddhism, that is to have a fate with the treasure of my Buddhism! If he becomes a disciple of my Buddhism one day, I hope that Xu Changkong's don't mind......" Master Beilian's eyes drooped slightly, and said abruptly.

"What are you talking about, bald donkey, I will never become a Buddha!" Xu Changkong was furious and scolded angrily! If he hadn't cared about the name of the Heavenly Immortal Sect, he would have already made a move.

"Single donor......" Master Beilian looked at the Heavenly Cactus Gate.

"Okay, all of you are dissipated, Changkong, you will mention your matter later, don't make any more trouble for me now!" The Heavenly Cactus Gate glared at Xu Changkong angrily, Master Beilian was friendly with him in his early years, although he hadn't seen him for decades, he still had correspondence, so it was naturally not good to lose his face.

"Changkong, don't say it again!" Xu Changkong frowned on his side, and a hint of displeasure had already emerged between his words.

When he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Xu Changkong finally glanced at Ying Lao, lowered his head and was silent.

At this moment, in the ring, competing with Zhao Xihu is a female disciple of Yue Feng, this female disciple is usually also a personal disciple, her strength is not weak, her body is faintly fluorescent, and a long sword appears in her hand, surrounded by a palpitating cold glow.

On the side of the ring, an old disciple of the Heavenly Immortal Sect spoke up.

"During the competition, it is not allowed to maliciously hurt people, and the offender will be expelled from his own discipleship! and exiled to Shanhaiguan for five years, do you understand?"

"Understood!" On the ring, Zhao Xihu and the female disciple of Yuefeng spoke at the same time.

"So...... The competition begins!"

"You are the genius of Long Huifeng, are you quite handsome......" The female disciple looked at Zhao Xihu's handsome face and said with a slight smile.

"You are not my opponent!" Zhao Xihu shook his head slightly, he had heard these words and ignored them directly, except for some people, he didn't care about the rest of the disciples.

"Then you have to be merciful to your sister's men. The female disciple frowned, although this young man was handsome, but there was a hint of impatience in his words, although she was slightly older than Zhao Xihu, but she was still in her youth, and her pride was not easy to erase, and a touch of anger suddenly arose in her heart.

"Then come. "Zhao Xihu didn't use his sword, dealing with such a female disciple, his sword would only hurt people.

"Dare to underestimate me!Butterfly Dance Sword Technique: Hundred Butterfly Sword Dance!" The female disciple jumped up, her body flipped in the air, and her whole body was covered by Linghua, and with the slash of a sword, the spiritual power suddenly turned into a spirit butterfly, swirling around her body, accompanied by a fierce momentum, and bombarded Zhao Xihu.

Butterfly Dance Swordsmanship, from the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, is one of the swordsmanship practices for female disciples, and it is said that ten thousand butterflies can turn into a rain of swords in the air when cultivated to the extreme, which is unstoppable!

And now facing Zhao Xihu, he looks so pale.

"It's too weak!" Zhao Xihu waved his hand suddenly, and his spiritual power surged out, and countless palm prints appeared, with fierce energy, destroying and collapsing all the spirit butterflies, and then his arm turned around and suddenly clenched into a fist, and rushed out again.

Without mercy, this punch fell directly on the female disciple's left shoulder, accompanied by the female disciple's cry of pain, Zhao Xihu closed his fist and stood, while the female disciple flew out upside down and hit the surrounding white jade pillars, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell down with an extremely pale expression.

"It's so powerful!" Countless disciples in the stands exclaimed, the female disciple's Hundred Butterfly Sword Dance was extremely extraordinary, but it was broken by Zhao Xihu with a wave of his hand, and defeated her in two moves, this strength was enough to make people moved.

"Just now...... Shocking clouds!" In the stands, Xiao Luo opened his mouth in surprise.

"Shocking Cloud Palm? he can hit it with one hand, and his cultivation is at least in the Qingfan Eightfold Realm! Reaching such a realm in three years is terrifying! Sure enough, he is worthy of being a person with peerless talent!" Que Yue raised her eyebrows slightly, and sighed, but the afterglow in her eyes passed over Liu Yiguan, and when Liu Yiguan heard Xiao Luo's voice, he also raised his head, but his body was suddenly shocked.

"It turns out that Xiaohu ...... It's already so powerful. With bitterness in his heart, Liu Yiguan tightly grasped the wooden sword in his hand, with a little melancholy and unwillingness in his expression.

"The winner of the first round - Zhao Xihu!" The old disciple under the ring came back to his senses and suppressed the shock in his heart, and then announced the result.

The female disciple glanced at Zhao Xihu deeply, stroked her left shoulder and stepped out of the ring.

Zhao Xihu also jumped out of the ring, but his eyes were fixed on a certain place in the distance, and he could feel that there was a gaze that had been watching him in that place.

The dome of the Heavenly Immortal Hall, Yu Qingxuan said suddenly.

"Master, why don't you see your disciple Jiang Kaiyan?"

"A month ago, I asked him to go down the mountain to do things, if he can't come back, he won't participate in this competition, today, I received his reply, I will return before noon today, and his signature bamboo, I have found a disciple to replace. "When the Heavenly Immortal Sect heard the name 'Jiang Kaiyan', his face was full of joy, and the person who could make him so happy at this time was obviously no one else except the last person with peerless talent in the Heavenly Immortal Sect.

"Then why don't you see others?" Yu Qingxuan was silent for a moment before asking.

Since ancient times, Tianxian Sect rarely allows pro-descendants who have not participated in the competition to go down the mountain for trial, after all, every pro-descendant disciple is the treasure of Yifeng Vein, and once it is lost, it will be a big blow to Yifeng Vein.

"Why worry about it if you don't wait for him to compete?" The Heavenly Cactus Sect shook his head slowly, his eyes flashing, scanning everyone in the stands.

"That's the same, huh? It's the ice doll in the cold snow. Yu Qingxuan nodded, but in the afterglow of his eyes, he saw Ye Hanxue jumping into the ring, his expression was still cold, and his snow-white clothes swayed in the wind, just like that immortal, not stained with mortal dust.

"If Han Xue can be combined with Xihu or Kaiyan, the talent of the offspring born will definitely be peerless!" Qiu Luan, who had been silent on Shui Lan's side, slowly spoke at this moment, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

"According to the opinions of the children, we are all old, and we will be young people in the future. Ying Lao glanced at Qiu Luan lightly, with a warning in his eyes.

"I'm not old yet, but I think I'm right. Elder Shui Lan also nodded.

"Why is that person so familiar with Han Xue?" Suddenly, Li Shuxian, who was beside Qiu Luan, suddenly spoke, and his eyebrows were full of astonishment.

"This ...... Isn't this Xiao Fu? He has become Han Xue's opponent!" Li Shuxian let out a strange scream, and then lowered his head and sighed.

In the ring, Ye Hanxue stood with a sword and stared at a person opposite, it was a teenager, but his appearance was quite mature, he shook gently with a folding fan in his hand, he fell down in green clothes, moved with the wind, and a book on his waist, with drawings on it, looking like a candidate who entered Beijing to take the exam in the world.

"Qu Fu, a disciple of the Lower Nine Book Peak, is it a cold snow on the other side of the Yue Peak disciple?" Qu Fu clenched his fists and slowly spoke, but he was extremely polite.

"Exactly!" Ye Hanxue frowned slightly, but it was not good to show disdain in public, and nodded after a slight pause.

When everyone thought that Qu Fu was going to prepare for the competition, they didn't expect Qu Fu to fold the fan and pause, revealing a bright smile, and said very elegantly.

"I admire the night girl very much, why don't you talk about it in the water pavilion after the game?" Qu Fu said, and the stands fell silent for a moment, and above the dome of the Heavenly Immortal Hall, Li Shuxian lowered his head and sighed helplessly, while the rest of the elders were dumbfounded, and the Heavenly Immortal Gate was no exception.

Dao Zhen and the others were all stunned, Master Beilian shouted the Buddha's name, closed his eyes and didn't watch, and the valley lord of Qianfeng Valley said with a long smile.

"At a young age, I know how to be a fair lady and a gentleman, this kid likes it, haha......"

Liu Yiguan looked up and said.

"What does he mean? Why don't I understand?"

The uproar suddenly arose, and countless mocking voices poured into Qu Fu's ears, but Qu Fu was like a spring breeze, with a smile on his face, without the slightest blush or nervousness.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" After Ye Hanxue was silent for a while, a murderous and cold voice came out, accompanied by the sound of the sword unsheathed, the sound of the sword moving, the cold air was wanton all around, and the spiritual power appeared on the sword body like a curtain, and the cold air was swirling between the shocks, it was actually a cold ice sword!

The ancients had a cloud: the top of the Tianshan Mountains, a place that is difficult for mortals to go, when the snow lotus is in full bloom, it is the place where treasures appear.

The immortal family is eager for the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, and the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing is eternal! Casting the magic weapon of the immortal family is the most suitable, and it has an extremely strong cold air, and mortals will melt the Xuanbing when they touch it! Even the cold will freeze people to death.

"Cold Ice Moon!" "In the dome of the Heavenly Immortal Palace, the faces of the masters of the Immortal Sect such as Dao Zhen changed, and they obviously recognized the body of the Ice Sword, and even the elders of the Heavenly Immortal Sect also changed their complexions, and their expressions were different.