Dong Pingchang rose from the ground in the last martial arts competition, which attracted the envy and respect of many people in the sect. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are also many people who regard Dong Pingchang as their goal and idol, such as Huang Jieshan, Liu Shu's younger sister, who won the last competition.

It's just that five years ago, the failure of the mission to go down the mountain blinded Dong Pingchang with a lot of grievances and disgust, so that the disciples in the sect who supported him before, also began to ridicule him, and even disappointed him.

Of course, these negative attitudes did not affect the tenacious Dong Pingchang in the slightest.

Because, he knows that as long as he works tirelessly, one day, when the opportunity comes, he can still catch him again.

Because he doesn't believe in fate.

The fifth game is Dong Pingchang of Baiyun Mountain against Song Zhenpeng of Fuyun Mountain.

Dong Pingchang's appearance is something that many people in Xuantian Sect have been looking forward to for a long time.

Because Dong Pingchang is approachable in Xuantian Sect on weekdays, he has never had a core disciple's shelf, so he is in stark contrast to Zhang Yang in Qingshui Mountain.

As soon as Dong Pingchang stepped onto the test platform, there was applause and applause from the audience.

Perhaps, the cheers of Senior Sister Liu Shu, who won the last game, have been drowned out among the disciples of Xuantian Sect.

Dong Pingchang is also exceptionally neat and neat today.

Dressed in a white immortal decoration, with his handsome and fair face, people had a great impression of the cold-eyed young man in front of him when they saw it.

He first respectfully saluted the elders on the stage. So, he said seriously to Song Zhenpeng opposite.

"Fellow Daoists of Fuyun Mountain, if there is nothing to say, then let's officially start the competition."

When Dong Pingchang said this, he was not disdainful of this fellow Daoist of Fuyun Mountain. It's because, in Xuantian Sect, everyone knows that Fuyun Mountain is the weakest. He just said this to express that no matter what kind of opponent he was on, he would take it seriously.

This is the respect he has for his opponents.

Song Zhenpeng was in the sect on weekdays, and he had also heard of Dong Pingchang's personality, so he didn't think too much about Dong Pingchang's words.

Song Zhenpeng first took out his purple glowing fairy sword and preemptively launched the first blow.

And Dong Pingchang instantly transformed his cold eyes into a serious appearance.

It's just that the feeling that he got serious made everyone present feel a powerful coercion. Even Song Zhenpeng, who was rushing towards him, couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart.

Dong Pingchang looked at Song Zhenpeng, who was rushing towards him, and saw that he was not in a hurry.

First, he took a deep breath in the dantian, and then stood the red light fairy sword horizontally in front of his chest, and then slowly exhaled the condensed internal force. Finally, the light of the fairy sword also became stronger and stronger as the condensation qi exhaled out.

Before Song Zhenpeng could get closer, he was already forced by the red sword to not be able to move forward another half a step. It was as if there was a strong resistance stopping him from moving forward.

Song Zhenpeng's heart at this moment was even more inexplicably afraid.

At the moment when Song Zhenpeng was still due to the resistance of the sword, before Song Zhenpeng could come up with a strategy to deal with it, Dong Pingchang had already exhaled all the remaining condensation at once.

In an instant, Song Zhenpeng, who was still standing still just now, was repulsed.

This immortal method is Dong Pingchang's original immortal technique that he studied and practiced by himself during the five years he was imprisoned, and Dong Pingchang called it Hulan Jue.

This is what he finally obtained after immersing himself for a long time during this period and realizing a trace of heavenly dao.

He first recalled his life past, which was bitter and sad, sad, wronged, and beautiful.

Gradually, he thought of that person, Li Youmin of the Land of Fire in the Human World, who trusted him with all his might, but because of the difference in his position, he brought him a catastrophe, and made his whole family be poisoned by Zhang Yang overnight, and he felt indescribable sympathy and guilt.

Master Xuanhai used to be the closest person in this world, but he abandoned him to the bottom because of a wrong thing, and the unspeakable and grievances made him sad.

In the end, he extracted all the emotions in his heart little by little, and let his heart slowly return to calm from calm.

At this moment, Dong Pingchang seemed to have an epiphany, and the immortal method he had cultivated in his mind spun rapidly. Subsequently, the body also slowly changed with the changes in the heart. In the end, with the alternation between exhalation and inhalation and the fusion of the Xuantian Sect's Imperial Dragon Jue method, he finally cultivated into the Hulan Jue.

Today, Dong Pingchang also took this opportunity to try the power of the new method. However, he only used the internal force of three layers of bending and bending to knock Song Zhenpeng back. It can be seen that Song Zhenpeng's cultivation is really mediocre.

However, Dong Pingchang's original set of immortal methods has a fatal weakness.

Because this immortal method is an immortal method that is closely integrated with the Imperial Dragon Technique, the power of this immortal method will still be limited by the influence of the level of cultivation of the Imperial Dragon Technique.

Song Zhenpeng, who was shot back, was unaware on the side, naively thinking that he was retreated by taking advantage of the resistance of the wind and Dong Pingchang's simple attack.

So, he immediately adjusted his body and launched a second attack.

As soon as Dong Pingchang saw that the other party was coming again, he once again condensed his breath and exhaled it, giving full play to the fifth layer of this immortal technique.

I saw Song Zhenpeng, who came by surprise, was shot back farther this time, and almost fell.

Although Song Zhenpeng was unclear by Dong Pingchang's internal force this time, he still did not admit defeat and surrender, but adjusted his state, exerted his strength, and launched a blow with all his strength.

And this time, Dong Pingchang even exerted the eighth layer of his newly created immortal method,

I saw that the red sword was dozens of times better than before, and it directly sent Song Zhenpeng out of the test table.

The disciples of the Xuantian Sect under the stands, at the beginning, they all looked a little unbelievable, but when they saw this moment, they all applauded.

Some said: "Senior Brother Dong Pingchang is really an example for us ordinary disciples, and his cultivation has increased a lot."

Some people said: "Senior Brother Dong Pingchang's competition with that Taoist friend in Fuyun Mountain is simply a complete abuse of others."

Others shouted, "Senior Brother Pyeongchang, you are too handsome."

Even Liu Shu, who won the last game by chance, added a bit of admiration and appreciation to her eyes.

Song Zhenpeng, who was knocked out of the stage, also admired Dong Pingchang in front of him even more in his heart at this moment.

Although he lost, he was also convinced to lose, and it was indeed because his cultivation was too different from him.

Song Zhenpeng also hugged his fists and said: "Senior Brother Pingchang, sure enough, the cultivation is much stronger than before, and I am convinced of the next defeat, if I have the opportunity in the future, I hope that the senior brother will give more advice and advice to the younger brother."

Dong Pingchang smiled calmly, returned the salute and hugged his fists and said: "What the senior brother said, you and I are both ordinary disciples in this Xuantian Sect, as long as we are willing to work hard, we will be rewarded."

"That's it. Leave it to the two of us to encourage each other. ”

After hearing this, Song Zhenpeng also nodded approvingly, and then retreated.

The head of the stands, Master Wendao, had a slight smile on his face, as if to say that this disciple was young and talented, and his future was limitless.

And Dong Pingchang's master Xuanhai did not have a trace of expression.

On the contrary, his face was a little gloomy, and it seemed that the disciple who had just won the victory in front of him was not at all the ruthless that he had brought out by himself.