In the Northern Regions, a pair of masters and apprentices who have traveled all over the world rested at the edge of a forest. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old man in cloth said to the young man beside him: "Wu Ming, you have been practicing with me for seven years, and in these seven years, you have grown a lot, and the training you have experienced is enough. Next, you are going to participate in the Xuanzong Sect's disciple selection battle, and I hope you can achieve a good ranking......"

Wu Ming's appearance was cold, and he said: "Master, don't worry, I will let everyone else know that my Wu Ming's sharp sword is enough to cut off everything for them." ”

The old man in cloth shook his head, "Don't underestimate others, although your strength is already comparable to those eight well-known elites." ”

"But among them, the top three or four, you won't necessarily be their opponents."

"Moreover, that Ice Shura Jingli is so strong in combat power that even I am a little surprised, at present, I am afraid that you still can't fight him."

Wu Ming said: "He is just a little higher in cultivation than me, Master, I believe that in the case of the same cultivation, as long as I have a sword in my hand, I will definitely not lose to anyone." ”

The old man in cloth nodded slightly, if it was under the same cultivation, there were really few people in the Northern Regions who could beat their own disciples.

After all, after seven years of hard training, Wu Ming's swordsmanship and martial arts have already possessed quite good lethality.

There were many villains and demon beasts with the same cultivation as him, all of whom were cut off by him with a single sword, thus losing their lives.

"Okay, then let me see how much your swordsmanship has improved!"

Recite!

The sword was unsheathed, and Wu Ming swung his sword towards the woods.

Silently, on the ten broken trees, a hundred sword marks were imprinted, each sword mark was of the same length, and there was almost no difference, as if it was copied from the same sword mark.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the old man in cloth, "Hundred ways to hurt people's sword qi!" In addition, there is also a deadly sword qi implied! Unexpectedly, your sword qi has been released, and you have already cultivated to the highest level. ”

Ice Wind Empire, Wuxing Mountain!

In the past three months, a new gang has been established here, called Wuxue Village, there are two village owners in Wuxue Village, both of whom are martial spirit Xiaocheng cultivators, among which the big village master has touched the edge of Wuling Dacheng, and it only takes one or two months to become a martial spirit Dacheng monk.

In addition, there are eight martial spirit beginner monks, more than ten martial master peak monks, and thirty or forty martial master Dacheng monks......

The outer gate of the Witch Blood Village was split in half with a bang, and an indifferent young man with a frosty face walked in slowly.

"There are so many people in the Witch Blood Village?!"

"However, it's a pity that when you meet me, you can only die."

Whoa!

At least hundreds of martial arts monks surrounded the young man, and then eight martial spirit beginner monks held back.

"You dare to take on the task to destroy my witch blood village, you are killing yourself."

"Brothers, slaughter this stinky boy together!"

At the sound of an order, the indifferent young man was suddenly submerged in the sea of people, and he could not see a human figure.

"Please, all of you go to hell!"

The ice-blue cold light crisscrossed the sea of people, and everywhere they went, more than a dozen people were cut open, blood and water splashed everywhere, and there was no enemy at all.

"How can it be so terrifying, who the hell is he?"

"Ah, I see, he's the Ice Shura of the Ice Wind Academy-Jing Li, run!"

Someone saw something in the indifferent boy's moves, and his face was full of horror.

"Rainstorm Ice Needle!"

The indifferent young man smiled cruelly, and the murderous aura in the laughter soared into the sky, and then there were terrible and terrifying ice blue ice needles, like a torrential rain, every time the blink passed, seven or eight people would die, and the ground was pierced with terrifying pinholes.

The blood flowed like a river, and the people of the witch blood village were almost killed.

At this time, two more people rushed over, it was the two masters of the Wuxue Village, the weapons of the two owners of the village were a pair of mountain axes, and the master of the village used a spear of eight snakes.

The indifferent young man rushed out of the corpse, drew his sword from his sheath, and slashed at the two of them.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Under this sword, the two martial spirit Xiaocheng monks were instantly divided, and the ice-blue sword blade passed through the body, opening a huge gap in the lobby of the Witch Blood Village behind.

"Uninteresting tasks, uninteresting killing, but if there is no killing, it will only be more boring."

The indifferent young man shook his head and turned to leave, the ice-blue robe on his body was not stained with a trace of blood.

Aran Empire, Heavenly Fire Academy.

Mu Xuan sat cross-legged on the peak, his fists were flat on his knees, and the whole person entered a mysterious and ethereal state.

The noise of the outside world could not affect Mu Xuan, and in his perception, the world was no longer the original world, and the sound had completely disappeared.

When the world was completely still, Mu Xuan opened his cold eyes.

"It's still half a step away from the martial spirit realm, but unfortunately this half step is the most difficult, and it takes a long time to temper."

Just now, Mu Xuan almost groped for the existence of the martial spirit realm, but unfortunately it was still a little vague.

Call!

The pure breath spit out from his mouth, Mu Xuan slowly stood up, his body was shocked, and the martial spirit aura that emanated was immediately gone.

After meditating and relaxing for a while, Mu Xuan followed the path he had come from.

Outside the room, Lin Yi saw Mu Xuan coming back and said with a smile: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!" ”

Mu Xuan said: "There are five days left before the Xuanzong disciple selection battle, I want to improve my strength as much as possible before that." ”

"With your current strength, if you want to break into the top 100 and get the qualification to enter Xuanzong, it is actually not difficult at all!"

"Maybe, but I just want to try to go as far as I can!"

Lin Yi sighed helplessly, "I feel that with my current strength, I can't enter Xuanzong yet!" ”

Mu Xuan shook his head and smiled: "When did you become so unambitious, didn't you just break into Xuanzong?" ”

"Moreover, I also heard that every year, there will be a few people who, although they lose in the selection battle, will still be favored by Elder Xuanzong because of their outstanding performance, and will be directly accepted as disciples by him."

Lin Yi opened his mouth and couldn't speak, feeling that he was indeed a little unambitious.

When Mu Xuan was still a martial artist Xiaocheng, he dared to fight against Yun Suo, who was at the peak of martial arts!

Now, he has reached the initial level of martial arts, why don't he dare to go all out?!

"You're right."

Recently, the joy of breaking through to the first level of martial arts disappeared in an instant, and Lin Yi sighed: "I have been cultivating hard all these years, and besides, Master Venerable has also said that my talent is not worse than others. ”

"But I've always been, but I've always been......"

Mu Xuan opened the courtyard door and invited the other party in, and said as he walked: "Sister Lin Yi, you are actually very strong, and the people who can persevere along the way of cultivation are very strong. ”

"It's just that in the future path, you won't be able to succeed by cultivating alone, so you still have a lot to change......

"Promise me that when you face the enemy, you will not be merciful."

"For, your kindness to your enemies is cruelty to yourself."

Lin Yi smiled bitterly, "Although I am older than you, I always feel that you are much older than me!" ”

"Let's not talk about that?! What are you looking for me? ”

Mu Xuan smiled awkwardly and quickly diverted the topic, in fact, his real age was indeed many times older than Lin Yi.

Lin Yi patted his head, "I almost forgot to tell you that the selection battle will be held in five days, but now I have to watch the battle information." ”

"Now, the battle information has been announced?!"

"Well, except for the eight well-known elites in the Northern Regions, everyone else has to watch the battle information and keep their grouping in mind."

"Otherwise, if you wait until the day of the game and then start the grouping, it will cause a series of problems."

"That's true, then let's go now!"

On the way to walk, Mu Xuan learned that the selection of Xuanzong's disciples is divided into eight groups, each group has about a thousand people, of which each group will be assigned to one of the eight well-known elites, which is equivalent to Xuanzong's internal disciples, and the group stage will be eight rounds, and the top three in each group will be eligible to continue the next finals and compete for the first disciple of this session.

The rest of the people are ranked according to the number of games they have won, and the top 100 can join Xuanzong and become Xuanzong's disciples.