Chapter 51 unveiled

Burning the Temple of Heaven in the early morning

Today's Burning Heaven Temple Square is extremely lively, the elders of the eight major sects are seated in turn, and the elite disciples of the various major sects are standing behind them, and a huge ring has also been set up on the square. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liyan Zhenren sat in the middle of the ring, smiling and waiting around the audience, the new Eight Immortals Alliance Master was really in high spirits.

I saw that the other seven also slowly walked into the ring, taking their seats in turn, and there was also a sea of people under the stage, and the disciples of the Burning Heaven Hall surrounded the ring, as if they were afraid of missing the show.

Seeing that the time had come, Liyan Zhenren slowly got up, and the audience was suddenly silent, waiting for Liyan Zhenren to speak.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Liyan Zhenren smiled slightly and said loudly: "My Xuanhuo Palace is fortunate to welcome guests from afar today, it is really an honor!"

The crowd also shouted to express their welcome to the other sects.

Seeing that the call was gradually falling, Liyan Zhenren said loudly: "Now that the hour has come, it is also time for the Eight Immortals Alliance to be unveiled."

It is not a rhetoric, but the fact that Liyan Zhenren personally announced the convening of the Eight Immortals Alliance also made the disciples in the audience feel excited.

Liyan Zhenren said loudly: "This first match is from the Falling Flower Palace against the Wind Valley, and the teachers and nephews of the two factions are also asked to prepare."

I saw that there was a young man who looked young and young in the Wind Valley, holding a dragon tooth knife, ascending to the stage, and arching his hand: "Liu Feng in the Lower Wind Valley, please also ask the senior sisters of the Falling Flower Palace to give advice." ”

I saw Xing Han nodding to the red-clothed girl beside him, and the girl also took the stage and said with a smile: "Hello Senior Brother Liu, I am Su Yun from Luohua Palace, and I hope Senior Brother will show mercy." ”

Most of the disciples of this Xuanhuo Palace were men, and when they saw Su Yun coming to the stage, they burst into cheers, which made Liu Feng quite embarrassed.

I saw Su Yun smile faintly, and slowly pulled out a long sword, the sword is three feet and three inches long, a girl holding this long sword is slightly uncomfortable, the sword body is white jade, and the hilt of the sword is engraved with the word Qiushui, this fairy sword should be named Qiushui.

When Liu Feng saw that Su Yun's sword was unsheathed, he also restrained his smile and said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister Su, be careful."

After that, Liu Feng rushed towards Su Yun with the Dragon Tooth Immortal Knife in his hand, and there were words in his mouth, and the Dragon Tooth Immortal Knife turned into an ice ray in an instant, and attacked Su Yun directly. Seeing this, Su Yun also frowned lightly, raised the Qiushui Sword, shouted softly, the long sword shook, and an unknown pale red flower wall appeared out of thin air on the sword body, and forcibly stopped the menacing dragon tooth knife.

Seeing this, Xuan Ning smiled slightly, and said in a harmonious voice: "The Hundred Flowers of the Falling Flower Palace really deserve its reputation."

Xing Han also smiled gracefully, waved his hand and said: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, how dare I compare the carving insect skills of the Falling Flower Palace with the cold heaven of Xuan Ning's master."

The two of them complimented each other with every word, but they didn't want Xing Han's words to become more and more provocative, and the smell of gunpowder in the audience was also strong.

The two people in the stands have been fighting for a long time, Liu Feng mainly attacked Su Yun's main defense, and when the stalemate was over, it was Su Yun who took the lead. Su Yun couldn't hold on, but seeing that Liu Feng was attacking more and more urgently, and slowly there were more and more flaws, Su Yun let out a long roar when he saw the opportunity, and Qiushui saw that it turned into a bunch of long vines full of thorns and suddenly fell. Liu Feng was pressing step by step, but he didn't want Su Yun to suddenly counterattack, and he had to retreat a few feet without defense. That Su Yun seemed to expect that Liu Feng would avoid its edge, and the thorny vine instantly accelerated to catch up with Liu Feng, Liu Feng was shocked and wanted to use the dragon's teeth to cut off this long vine, but he didn't want the long vine turned into a hard and abnormal by the autumn water, and before Liu Feng could come to his senses, he was firmly locked by the long vine, and the thorns entered the flesh, and the blood flowed when he landed.

Xuan Ning saw that Liu Feng was trapped and had no strength to fight anymore, his heart sank, he snorted coldly, and waved his hand towards the stage.

Seeing this, Liu Feng also sighed, and said loudly: "In this battle, I admit defeat."

The audience applauded in unison when they heard this, and Su Yun also smiled faintly at the audience, and then reflexively walked back to Xing Han's side. On the other hand, Liu Feng looked unwilling, the wounds on his body were still slowly dripping blood, and he walked back to Xuan Ning stupidly, and said no more.

I saw that on the side of the Falling Flower Palace, a slightly older woman stepped up to the stage and arched her hand: "Have mercy in the Falling Flower Palace, and ask the senior brother of the Wind Valley to give advice."

Xuan Ning saw that the mercy was not shallow, frowned slightly, and whispered a few words to the disciple behind him, only to see that the disciple also ascended to the stage and arched his hand: "Pity Senior Sister, I am Shen Cheng under the Ranfeng Valley Sect, and I also ask Senior Sister to give advice."

Seeing Shen Cheng come to power, he didn't say much, and with a move of his right hand, a colorful feather fan appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, Xuan Ning in the audience said coldly: "Lingque Feather, I don't want this immortal magic weapon to fall into the hands of this junior."

Liu Feng, who was beside him, asked respectfully, "Dare to ask the master, what is this spirit feather?"

Xuan Ning said slowly: "The spirit feather is the treasure fan in the hand of pity, this spirit feather is made of the feathers of the precious three-legged peacock, this feather seems to be soft, but it is actually a sharp weapon to hurt people, plus the hundred flowers of this Falling Flower Palace, I am afraid that your Senior Brother Shen has little chance of winning."

Liu Feng's eyes also darkened when he heard this, after all, it had been a long time since this Wind Valley had broken into the top four in the Eight Immortals Alliance, and this time the heavy responsibility fell on his shoulders, but he didn't want to be a successful teacher, so he was really remorseful.

The two people on the stage had already tentatively dismantled a few tricks, and Shen Cheng saw that this pity was so difficult to deal with, and he unconsciously felt that the pressure was abrupt, after all, if he was defeated, then the Eight Immortals Alliance in the Wind Valley would be over in advance.

The more he cared about winning or losing, the more Shen Cheng shrank back, but on the other hand, pity was calm, step by step, and he gained the upper hand after a while.

I saw a light wave of the jade hand, and the five-colored feathers on the sparrow feathers fluttered and sprinkled, falling softly, looking like a group of flowers, beautiful and moving. Shen Cheng was shocked when he saw it, this feather in the sky was like a sharp blade, and if it was a little worse, it would suffer a heavy blow.

Xing Han saw that his beloved disciple was showing his might, and he was secretly happy in his heart, and the smile on his face became a little thicker, but then he looked at that Xuan Ning but his brows were tightly locked, as if he was extremely worried about Shen Cheng on the stage.

Shen Cheng raised his magic weapon, the Frost Blade, and the cold light scattered the falling feathers like a mountain and a sea, and some of the disciples who had just started in the audience were already shivering from the cold air.

Although the feathers in the sky were scattered, the pity was unhurried, and the petals of the flowers attacked Shen Cheng in unison. Shen Cheng wanted to take a breather, but when he saw that he didn't give himself a moment to rest, he had to fight with all his might. I saw Shen Cheng shouting, the cold light around him skyrocketed, and all the petals that hit him were frozen into ice cubes, although he took pity on this trick, Shen Cheng was already a big loss of real strength, and he could only barely support it.

Seeing that Shen Cheng was already at the end of the crossbow, he snorted lightly, and the spirit finch feather turned into a sky full of sharp feathers and hit Shen Cheng, Shen Cheng thought that pity was no longer able to attack, but he didn't want pity to attack again, so he had to forcibly urge Zhenyuan but didn't want a mouthful of blood to spurt out, so he had to watch this sky full of Li Yu hit him.

Seeing that the blow of pity was quite heavy, Xing Han hurriedly got up and shouted, "Pity, you can retreat." ”

Pity Wen Yan nodded slightly, and with a move of his right hand, he withdrew the spirit finch feather in his hand and retreated to Xing Han's side.

The disciples of the Xuanhuo Palace in the audience couldn't help but be shocked by the pity of the Dao Fa, and they were silent for a while.

Xuan Ning looked at Xing Han, his face turned cold, and he said slowly: "The Dao method of the Falling Flower Palace is really exquisite, Star Palm Sect, you have won." ”

Xing Han saw that Xuan Ning was also generous, and nodded slowly: "I won one or two moves by luck, and I accepted it." ”

Xuan Ning didn't say anything more, took Shen Cheng back to his seat, and stopped talking.

Seeing that the victory and defeat of the two sides had been divided, Liyan Zhenren said loudly: "Your nephews and nephews are really good, and the two battles are also extremely exciting, and the two nephews of the Falling Flower Palace are the winners, and this first competition is the victory of the Falling Flower Palace." ”

Everyone in the Falling Flower Palace was smiling when they heard this, and Xing Han touched Su Yun's head even more dotingly, and whispered something.

And looking at the side of the cold wind valley again, everyone was ugly, and Liu Feng was even more self-blaming. However, Xuan Ning had a pampered and unfazed expression, which seemed very personable.

Seeing that there was no objection from both sides, Liyan Zhenren said loudly: "This second match is between Shura Jian and Lianyu Hall, all the teachers and nephews in the two rows, please get ready." ”