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I saw that Gu Xingyun immediately took out the fairy sword on his body, and in an instant, the fairy sword gave birth to a red light.

Zhang Nianbei was not allowed to say any more, so he flew directly and stabbed towards the opposite side.

Zhang Nianbei looked aggressive, and hurriedly took out his immortal sword, flashing purple light, and immediately, he was fighting with Gu Xingyun.

As the two of them fought faster and faster, the red light and purple light inspired a dazzling landscape, which was very amazing.

And among the disciples of the Xuantian Sect under the stands, someone said: "Our Baiyun Mountain Senior Brother Gu's swordsmanship has been instructed by our Xuanhai Master many times, if you want to say this immortal sect swordsmanship, you really have to count our Baiyun Mountain's Senior Brother Gu is a must, if this competition continues, I think the uncle on the other side is mostly fierce and unlucky."

After that, a few disciples next to him who liked to join in the fun laughed.

And Dong Pingchang, who was watching coldly, seemed to have known the result, and he was still so calm as to look at everything that happened in front of him.

Under the fierce sword competition, Zhang Nianbei's attack speed became slower and slower, and his physical strength seemed a little overwhelmed, and gradually, he was about to reveal his flaws.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Nianbei hurriedly took a few steps back to defend the fairy sword and said.

"Eh, this Baiyun Mountain Daoist is really powerful, although I am a few years older than you, and I started a little earlier than you, I am still willing to bow down."

After speaking, Zhang Nianbei hugged his fists and withdrew from the stage of the internal test competition.

And Gu Xingyun, who was on the other side, looked a little dazed on his face, and said to himself.

"It's as simple as winning it? I haven't done it yet. It's too easy to win. ”

It didn't matter if Gu Xingyun thought so, all the disciples of the Xuantian Sect under the stand chattered again.

A monk wearing a cyan robe said, "Did this Senior Brother Gu give any benefits to the uncle of Fuyun Mountain in private, it is a bit incredible to win so easily."

And a monk next to the cyan robe said: "You don't know, Fuyun Mountain has already withered in the past few years, and Zhang Nianbei can already be regarded as a good cultivator in Fuyun Mountain."

After speaking, this person shook his head helplessly, and then said with emotion.

"It seems that no one in Fuyun Mountain has entered the top four this year."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cyan robe monk sighed cooperatively, and then shook his head as well.

There was even a monk from Fuyun Mountain who said: "Hey, it seems that Senior Brother Zhang Nianbei has made soy sauce again this year."

Others said, "If every competition is so uninteresting, it won't be interesting."

Dong Pingchang was also a little overwhelmed by the battle in front of him, although he knew in his heart that his junior brother Gu Xingyun would be better with his superhuman immortal sword technique, but he never expected it to win so easily.

On the stands, the head of the Xuantian Sect, who was still sitting majestically, heard the master. The expressionless didn't speak, but glanced at Xuan Bin next to him with a slight look.

And Xuan Bin of Fuyun Mountain seems to be accustomed to it, thinking that such a result is very common-sense.

Xuanhai is like a heart-to-heart road, because his disciples won a ride first.

The third game was Zhang Yang of Qingshui Mountain against Du Xiangshao of Tianke Mountain.

As soon as he came on stage, Zhang Yang looked at the opponent opposite with disdain, and with his cynical smile.

Zhang Yang's disdain and disdain were not aimed at Du Xiangshao of Tianke Mountain opposite.

It's that Zhang Yang has been exclusively favored by his master Xuanqing since he was a child, and he is used to flying in the Xuantian Sect on weekdays, so no matter who Zhang Yang is, he is almost always like this.

Even Dong Pingchang, who was comparable to him among the three generations of disciples, was still treated with disdain in front of him.

Maybe, only Wen Rujing of Huang Jieshan came, perhaps, Zhang Yang would withdraw his disdain and have a little more admiration.

And Du Xiangshao on the other side is still young.

Young people have a strong sense of self-esteem and are easily impulsive.

As soon as he saw Zhang Yang on the other side looking at himself like this, he was immediately very angry in his heart, so he said angrily.

"Daoist friends from Qingshui Mountain opposite, wait for the competition, we all have to take it seriously."

And Zhang Yang, after listening to what Du Xiangshao said, smiled even more disdainfully and disdainfully, and said with a hint of destruction: "Just rely on you, do you still want me to take it seriously?" Hehe, haha. ”

As soon as Zhang Yang's words were finished, he had completely angered the young man of Tianke Mountain in front of him.

He didn't bother to say more, he directly took out the fairy sword, the blue light was reflected under the fairy sword, and went straight to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was not in a hurry, laughing while looking at the opponent in front of him.

Seeing that Du Xiangshao's immortal sword was about to stab Zhang Yang's body, Zhang Yang suddenly disappeared.

Du Xiangshao was taken aback, and before he could understand what was going on, he was suddenly kicked hard on the buttocks, and he stumbled and fell directly to the ground.

And Zhang Yang, who was behind him, said disdainfully: "I don't even bother to use the fairy sword for such a thing as you, haha."

Originally, Du Xiangshao of Tianke Mountain could retire like this. Because, the results of the competition are already obvious.

It's just that the young man in front of him is really too young.

He was completely angry, and suddenly flew up as if he had lost his mind, and his eyes seemed to be on fire, and he said fiercely: "I will kill you."

I saw that at this moment, Du Xiangshao's blue sword was even more vigorous, and his hair also flew away with the sword qi.

He looked at Zhang Yang from a high place, looked at him like fire, and pointed at him with the tip of his sword, and said hatefully.

"Nine days of hanging rivers and chaos in the world, chaos and chaos. Imperial Dragon. ”

Suddenly, the head of the stands, Master Wendao, with the power of dantian condensation, sent out a burst of strong internal strength.

yelled, "Stop!"