I heard that the people of the Cold Ice Hall are stirring up trouble, and it seems that they are going to duel with the disciples of the Holy Pavilion, and they still have to be openly held in the martial arts arena. A gorgeously dressed young man looked at the black-clothed young man beside him and said.

"Oh, are the disciples of the Cold Ice Hall so impulsive? If you come to challenge other people's disciples on your home field, if you win, it will be equivalent to refuting the face of the Holy Pavilion, and the relationship will inevitably deteriorate, if you lose, you will really lose your face to the whole lost place, and in the future, you will fall behind in the Fourteen Collar Sect, this kind of stupid behavior is really done by someone. The young man in black analyzed, seemingly interested.

"I think so too, how about we go and join in the fun?" said the young man in Chinese costumes laughed.

"Let's go, I want to go and see what kind of person makes the disciples of the Ice Hall know that they still have to fight duels even though it is not beneficial to win or lose. The young man in black nodded, and then followed everyone towards the Martial Arts Pavilion.

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"Senior Brother Gu is doing something, I heard that Senior Brother Zhong Yi is going to duel with the disciples of the Cold Ice Palace. Yan Zhengming's figure appeared from an ancient tree, looked at Yuwen Mirror in front of him and said.

"I don't know, I just know that it was the Ice Temple that provoked it first. Yuwenjing shook his head.

Yan Zhengming frowned, and said: "How can Senior Brother Gu Jie be so irresponsible, isn't Senior Brother Zhong Yi with him, if this duel wins, it's fine, if it loses, then Senior Brother Zhong Yi won't be able to raise his head in the Fourteen Collar Sect in the future, this will be a huge blow, although Senior Brother Zhong Yi is talented, but after all, he has just entered the cabinet, and his strength still needs to be improved in all aspects." ”

"I don't know, but Senior Brother Gu Jie's laissez-faire behavior is really unwise, let's go, let's go over and have a look, if it doesn't work, directly force this competition to be stopped." Yuwen Jing also looked a little displeased, and walked directly towards the martial arts arena.

"Hmm. Yan Zhengming nodded, and then walked away.

For a while, many places in the main pavilion instantly quieted down, and the crowd began to move towards the martial arts arena.

In the center of the martial arts arena, Zhong Yi and Yan Hong stood opposite each other, and Gu Jie, Murong Wan and others stood on both sides of the martial arts arena.

As more and more people around the martial arts arena, the martial arts arena is also lively.

"Hahaha, today I will use your defeat to fulfill my great name in the Fourteenth Leader Sect, and let Senior Sister Wan'er see my heroic appearance and gain the favor of Senior Sister Wan'er, which is really a good thing to kill two birds with one stone. Yan Hong looked at Zhong Yi and laughed, feeling as if he was about to win.

"Then you'll have to wait until you win. Zhong Yi said lightly.

"Hmph, don't you think you still have a chance to win?" Yan Hong snorted lightly, and the power of his whole body burst out, he turned out to be a king-level person.

On the other hand, Zhong Yi seems to outsiders to be the existence of a Xuanjun peak.

"What's so nice about this, I thought it was a battle between two rivals who were evenly matched, but I didn't expect it to be just a simple suppression. A young man said, his words full of dissatisfaction.

"That's it, I didn't expect that the disciples of the Cold Ice Hall would be so shameless, and they would take the initiative to challenge those lower than their own realm, and it seems that the Cold Ice Hall is also about to decline. Another young man said.

"How can this disciple of the Cold Ice Hall have the face to stand on the field and face a person who is so much lower than his own realm, this is not a shame to win. The young man in Chinese costume just now said.

"I don't know, maybe there's something different about that young man. The young man in black shook his head and said.

"I know that he is Yan Hong, a disciple of the Cold Night Palace, although his strength is not the strongest among the disciples of the Palace, his talent is also superior, not weak. A disciple of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain looked at Yan Hong and said.

"That low-level disciple of the Holy Pavilion doesn't seem to be so famous, it seems that Yan Hong wants to borrow the hand of the Holy Pavilion to push himself, and he pity the young man. A woman said, feeling a little sympathetic to Zhong Yi.

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For a while, although everyone was despising the actions of the Ice Palace, they seemed to have affirmed that Zhong Yi would definitely lose this battle.

"Senior Brother Gu, what's going on?" Yuwen Jing and the others appeared beside Gu Jie and asked.

Gu Jie shook his head and said, "Then I can rest assured, I am measured, Zhong Yi is not so easy to lose." ”

The two glanced at each other, since Gu Jie said so, then just wait, and they didn't think that Zhong Yi would definitely lose, it was just a battle with the king level, Zhong Yi had won one.

"Are you ready to accept defeat?" Yan Hong looked at Zhong Yi and sneered, and was ready to make a move.

This sentence is returned to the original words. Zhong Yi said.

"Hmph, see how hard you can get. Yan Hong snorted lightly, and the ice long sword in his hand appeared, and a cold air began to envelop the arena.

Although Zhong Yi said it very easily, he was still engrossed, and the sword in his hand appeared.

"Huh, the disciples of the Holy Pavilion have all fallen to this point?" The people in the audience were stunned for a moment when they looked at the weapons Zhong Yi took out.

"...... this?" Murong Wan was also stunned, not knowing what to say.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, I'm also a disciple of the leading sect, and I actually held a broken sword for a duel. The young man in Chinese clothes looked at Zhong Yi and laughed.

"Maybe there's something mysterious about that sword. The young man in black shrugged his shoulders and said.

"The body of the sword is broken, the soul of the sword has been lost, and the sword is indeed a waste sword. A young man in the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain with black and white swords on his back suddenly spoke.

As soon as they saw him speak, the other people present no longer guessed, if it was to judge the quality of a sword, there were so many people present, there was no doubt that the next sword master successor of Wanjian Mountain was the most qualified.

"Since the Young Sword Master has said so, then it is indeed the case. The young man in black nodded and said.

"In the face of the king-level weapon in Yan Hong's hand, he dares to hold it up like this?"

"It looks like we are going to lose, not only the realm, but even the weapons are worlds apart. ”

"Is he really out of arms, or is he doing it on purpose?"

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"Damn, do you look down on me?" Yan Hong looked at the broken sword in Zhong Yi's hand, and was also very angry, did he look down on himself?

Zhong Yi shook his head and said, "I really only took out this broken sword." ”

Zhong Yi didn't say anything wrong, after the underworld was seized, that is, this broken sword and Zhong Yi were the most suitable, and Zhong Yi didn't have other king-level weapons, but it was not as easy to use as a broken sword, so it was better not to use it.

"Poor young man, can't the Holy Pavilion even afford to provide the disciple's weapons now?"

"Who knows, anyway, no one in our sect fights with a broken sword. ”

"This ......"

Gu Jie and the others also sighed helplessly when they looked at Zhong Yi, they didn't expect to lose so completely in momentum before the fight started.

"Look down on those who take the broken sword?" Looking at Yan Hong, who had not attacked for a long time, Zhong Yi frowned, and said unhappily, although the broken sword was indeed broken, its hardness was not lower than that of a king-level weapon.

"Hmph, look at how you can resist my attack later, with such a broken sword. Yan Hong snorted, and then attacked Zhong Yi.

"Just try it. ”

Zhong Yi was full of momentum and did not flinch.

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