Chapter 604: The Conspiracy of the Scripture Pavilion

"Senior Brother Zhan Hou laughed, this son's mana is extremely strong, far above me. www.biquge.info In this competition, he must be the fierce opponent of the senior brother in battle. In public and private, the senior brother has countless reasons to abolish him. What's more, this matter is not my intention alone, Master's side ......"

"Hmph, how dare you use your master to suppress me?" Song Zhanhou raised his eyebrows, and before Xiang Qiu could finish speaking, he was interrupted by him. Then he was silent for a moment before he said coldly: "You don't need to ask about this matter anymore, this kid is unknown, and he was privately taken over by Wei Xinyang, which has caused many fellow disciples to be dissatisfied." Even if he dies in the ring, no one will speak for him except for the Inner Qi Pavilion lineage. But now that the master is in retreat, if that kid is killed by me, Wei Xinyang will definitely not give up, I'm afraid there will be trouble. ”

"What does Senior Brother mean?"

"Borrow a knife to kill!" Song Zhanhou's eyes were grim, and he turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

The tournament soon began. This kind of competition is naturally very lively in Xuanming Sect, but in Hong Wu's eyes, it is just a group of children playing at home, and they can't arouse the slightest interest. Whether it is the Heart Fire Group or the Life Fire Group, there is no real master. With his cultivation, he can kill everyone with one move. Even if he is the master of ceremonies of this conference, in front of Hongwu, he will definitely not be able to hold up three moves.

Directly south of the ring, the emcee of the conference sat on the highest viewing platform, surrounded by people. As far as Hong Wu could see, the masters of various sects and factions were clustering around him, offering great courtesy. This person's name is Gu Kun, and he is a third-order cultivator in the True Human Realm, and his status in the Xuanming Sect is extremely high. The sect sent him out to preside over the conference, and naturally he could suppress the scene. After all, in the huge square, there are only a few masters in the real realm, and they can be counted in one slap.

Although Hong Wu has only recovered fifty percent of his cultivation now, he is still able to deal with a third-order Qi refiner of the True Human Realm. Even if you slaughter everyone on Tianjiao Square, I'm afraid it won't take a moment or a half.

However, what made Hongwu strange was that at the same time as he was looking at Gu Kun from a distance, the other party was actually in the vast crowd, staring at him at a glance. And Gu Kun's eyes are very strange, although his face is expressionless, but that kind of look is not kind.

"It feels...... Hmph, is someone scheming against me? Hong Wu's mind moved, and then he turned his back. Look at the ring and pretend you don't know.

Most of the exercises practiced by the disciples of the Xuanming Sect are mainly based on palm power. A supernatural power, almost inseparable from the hands. In addition, disciples with flying swords, magic weapons, and even magic weapons are very rare.

Time passed very quickly, and it was getting dark to noon. The competition in the ring is also becoming more and more intense. In the Inner Qi Pavilion, ninety percent of the participating disciples were defeated. The mana of the people in the Scripture Pavilion is extremely high, and their supernatural powers are also relatively powerful. In addition to the top masters in the Dark Pavilion and the Discipline Pavilion, among the top ten, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion probably accounts for more than half. Although such a situation had long been expected by Wei Xinyang, the face of this Inner Qi Pavilion Master was still very ugly.

"Hongwu, it's time to compete for the top ten. You are the last disciple of my Inner Qi Pavilion to fight, if you lose again, I am afraid that this time there will be no chance. Haven't you always wanted to go into the depths of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read those ancient books, fight hard, and don't show mercy when necessary! Wei Xinyang stared at the ring above, his tone was cold, and he said viciously.

"Master, rest assured, I will definitely win the first place, so that everyone will look up to my Inner Qi Pavilion!" Hong Wu smiled slightly, with a look of victory on his face.

"The Inner Qi Pavilion Hongwu, the battle against the Dark Pavilion Lin Xiaochong. A stick of incense is timed, until it is lit, and no one is allowed to kill. Now, the competition begins. As the gongs and drums sounded, Hong Wu carried his hands behind his back and jumped into the ring lightly. Directly in front of him, the disciples of the Dark Pavilion were already waiting with their swords, and they were looking at him with a strange smile.

However, as soon as Wei Xinyang heard that Hongwu's opponent was actually Lin Xiaochong, his face immediately became gloomy.

"What's the matter, this Lin Xiaochong has a flying sword in his hand, and he is a genius disciple of the Dark Pavilion. In this competition, his strength is at least in the top three. Although Hongwu's mana is above him, it can be consumed round by round, and it will be difficult to survive to the end. Who exactly arranged it? Wei Xinyang was furious, and suddenly looked towards the viewing platform in the south, only to see Gu Kun's eyes squinting slightly, as if he had already settled down.

"Damn, it must be a ghost from the Scripture Pavilion. In the first competition, a master like Lin Xiaochong was arranged, did he want to fight in wheels? ”

According to the previous rules, the opponents of both sides were decided by the judges of the conference after deliberation. It stands to reason that Hongwu is participating in the competition for the first time, and the opponent's strength should not be too strong. There has never been a situation like this against Lin Xiaochong as soon as he came up. You must know that Lin Xiaochong was in the top three in the last competition. A body of mana is definitely a rare existence among the disciples of the Heart Fire Realm. Not only that, but this person is also holding a flying sword, which is extremely powerful. Hongwu fought against Lin Xiaochong empty-handed, obviously suffering a big loss. In this situation, how can Wei Xinyang not be angry?

"Hahahaha...... Senior Brother Hong, I heard that it has been less than three months since you entered the Xuanming Sect. The Wei Pavilion Lord insists on taking you under his command, and it seems that your background is not trivial. Why would a genius like you take the risk of coming to this competition? Even if it's the first false name, it doesn't mean much to you, right? In the ring, Lin Xiaochong waved the flying sword in his hand and smiled at Hong Wu.

"Oh? Senior Brother Lin actually knows my background? In this case, why didn't Senior Brother Lin give up the competition and take the initiative to admit defeat? If it hurts me, I'm afraid I'll be in big trouble. ”

"Hahahaha...... Just kidding, you take it seriously. Senior Brother Hong, the sword has no eyes, I don't care what your background is, and I don't care how big your background is. Since you're in this ring, you're my opponent. Although the rules say that you can't kill people, if you miss and abolish you, don't blame my brother for being ruthless. Lin Xiaochong smirked, and the flying sword in his hand immediately slashed across the void in front of him, slashing out a dazzling solitary light. Lin Xiaochong's mana is extremely strong, and he has a flying sword in his hand, and the solitary light he kills is like lightning, urgent and fast. Hong Wu didn't seem to have time to resist, so he was knocked to the ground in an instant and almost flew out of the ring. Seeing this, Lin Xiaochong laughed, his figure shook, and flashed in front of Hong Wu. "Senior Brother Hong, my flying sword can suppress the dantian, can't you even lift a little mana now? Hahahaha, I heard that you offended Xiang Qiu of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and I have a good relationship with him, even if you are unlucky this time. Lin Xiaochong's voice sounded in Hong Wu's divine thoughts, and at the same time, a sword qi instantly fell on Hong Wu's wrist-