A day later, Xu Qingfeng staggered down from the sword fighting platform, his gray robe was already stained with blood, and his breath was messy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this, Xu Wan'er was so anxious that tears flowed out, and she hurriedly took out more than ten healing pills from the storage bag, and poured them into Xu Qingfeng's mouth, and after a few breaths, Xu Qingfeng's disordered aura gradually calmed down.

Wang Xiaomo on the side shook his head and sighed: "One wrong step, one wrong step, on the road of cultivating immortals, life and death step by step, how can you be so impetuous in the face of life and death fighting, alas! ”

"Get out!"

Xu Wan'er roared at Wang Xiaomo, so frightened that Wang Xiaomo's body suddenly retreated back dozens of feet, and her face couldn't stop laughing.

"One thing descends one thing, it seems that this little guy has met his nemesis!"

Zhang Hanya glanced at Li Dazhuang and the others who showed a strange look, and smiled helplessly.

A day later, Xu Qingfeng swallowed a cyan pill with a painful face, glanced at Wang Xiaomo, who stretched out his thumb to him again, and stepped on the sword fighting platform again.

This time Xu Qingfeng forcibly stabilized his mentality, and easily defeated the five challengers in less than half a day, when he applied to calmly walk down the sword fighting platform, Wang Xiaomo nodded with satisfaction, and looked at him with appreciation, that look was like the gaze of an elder looking at a junior.

At this time, Wang Xiaomo suddenly felt a trace of inexplicable pleasure, this pleasure came from his words and guidance to Xu Qingfeng, and also came from the recognition of his knowledge by countless outer disciples around him.

"It's an amazing feeling!"

Wang Xiaomo has already made a decision in his heart, and in the future, he will study how to make this feeling always exist.

Ten days later, when Xu Qingfeng walked down the sword fighting platform with a tired face, a voice sounded in mid-air:

"Wang Xiaomo!"

This sound, the eyes of everyone present were focused on Wang Xiaomo, who had already opened his eyes and stood up, Wang Xiaomo nodded to Zhang Hanya and the seven, and then glanced at Xu Wan'er not far away, but saw Xu Wan'er's somewhat worried eyes at the same time, and his heart was hot again, and he smiled at Xu Wan'er, and with a move with one hand, a white light flashed, and the big cat was already lying on Wang Xiaomo's shoulder.

"Senior brother, be careful."

As Jin Caifeng's words did not fall, Wang Xiaomo's body shook and stepped on the sword fighting platform, and walked into a small ring that was already vacant.

But who it is, I don't care about Wang Xiaomo, at this time, after more than three months of hard cultivation, his physical cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth layer of condensation, and his own cultivation has also reached the peak of the seventh layer of condensation, and he can step into the eighth layer of condensation at any time, which is already the peak of existence among the outer disciples, not to mention that his seventh layer of condensation is different from the ordinary seventh layer of condensation.

Looking at the eyes of those who looked at him under the sword fighting stage, except for Zhang Hanya, Xu Wan'er and a few other people who were concerned, the rest of the eyes were all a color of awe, after all, Wang Xiaomo's prestige was already too great, and he had already recognized himself as the first person in the outer gate of the Qianyang Sect.

A stick of incense has passed, and no one in the small ring where Wang Xiaomo is located has stepped forward to challenge, and another stick of incense has passed, and it is still the same.

On the top of the tower, Zheng Lin and many Zhuji elders showed strange expressions on their faces, although the cultivation of elite disciples was generally higher than that of ordinary disciples, but there had never been a situation where an elite disciple stood in the ring for a full two pillars of incense in the ring, but no one dared to step forward to challenge.

This made many foundation building elders of various families who wanted to peek at Wang Xiaomo's depth from this big competition feel disappointed.

Looking at Wang Xiaomo, who was already a little bored on the sword fighting platform, a foundation builder honestly couldn't look at it, took a step out of the tower, glanced at Wang Xiaomo's name under the Baizhang stone tablet, and said loudly:

"Ye Chong!"

The sound was like thunder rolling in the sky, resounding throughout the Ninth Cultivation City, but after waiting for a long time, I only saw many people in the audience looking around, but I didn't see the answer from the person named Ye Chong.

"Where is Ye Chong!"

The Pillar Elder turned pale and asked aloud again, but still no one answered.

"Outer disciple Ye Chong repeatedly shouted that he should not be, and it is regarded as abstaining!"

"Zhou Qiushan!"

The Zhuji Elder read the name of one person again along with the list, and as soon as his voice fell, a weak voice sounded in the crowd: "Disciple abstained!" I saw a big man who was nearly a foot tall, raised his hand in half, and replied with a panicked face, and when he saw Wang Xiaomo on the stage also looking at him, he hurriedly put down his raised hand, and shrank back, hiding in the vast sea of people.

"Rubbish!"

Seeing this, the Zhuji Elder's face became even more ugly, and he cursed in a low voice, and then read:

"Ye Zhenzi!"

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After a stick of incense, Wang Xiaomo walked off the sword fighting platform with a strange face, glanced at Xu Qingfeng, who was about to drop his eyeballs on the ground, shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and walked towards Zhang Hanya and the others.

"Just won?"

Zhao Hu's face twitched a few times, and when he glanced at Zhang Hanya, who was also shocked, the entire sword fighting stage was already in an uproar.

In mid-air, the Pillar Elder shook his head, smiled helplessly, and turned back to the tower.

It turned out that this Zhuji Elder read the names in turn along with the list of fifteen people who were going to challenge Wang Xiaomo, these fifteen people either did not answer, or abstained on the spot, it should have taken more than ten days to challenge the big competition, Wang Xiaomo only took less than three incense sticks to win without a fight, which has never happened in the big competition of Qianyang Sect for many years.

Zheng Lin in the tower was also stunned, coughed dryly and turned to look at the foundation building elders who were all sitting on the spot behind him, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only smile bitterly and set his eyes on other competitions.

Among these Zhuji elders, only Qu Zhi and the black-faced man showed a bright smile, this time the outer door competition, the disciples of the Ninth Cultivation City actually all kept their status, and there were no casualties, how could this not surprise the two, this is something that has never happened for many years, at this moment, in the hearts of the two of them, they have begun to look forward to the future in a few years, maybe Fan Xiu will really rise in the Qianyang Sect.

Wang Xiaomo didn't expect that he could win so easily, looking at the countless awe-inspiring eyes around him, he once felt the importance of his own strength in the cultivation realm.

Feeling the countless awe-inspiring eyes around him, Wang Xiaomo, who was in it, suddenly felt that fluttering feeling came again, and couldn't help but be excited, arrogantly glanced around, flicked his big sleeves, looked up at the sky, and an invincible momentum of heaven and earth burst out, with the rise of this momentum, Wang Xiaomo felt more awe-inspiring eyes around him, and the feeling of fluttering immortals became stronger, which made Wang Xiaomo very happy, and the posture of looking up at the sky was immediately motionless like a stone carving.

Ten days later, when Xu Wan'er also came down from the sword fighting platform with a tired face, Wang Xiaomo's stone-carved body finally recovered to its original state, and her eyes were full of concern when she looked at her, which made Xu Wan'er's originally pale face flush again, and before she could react again, she was pulled away by Xu Qingfeng, who had an iron-colored face, and left Wang Xiaomo's place far away.

At this time, the second round of the competition of the outer gate of the Qianyang Sect has also come to an end, and the position of the four hundred elite disciples in the Ninth Cultivation City has finally been determined, although there have been changes, but the personnel have not changed much, after all, most of the elite disciples are still higher than the strength of ordinary disciples, but this round down, the six thousand ordinary disciples here in the Ninth Cultivation City have nearly 1,000 people who have fallen in this **** ratio, and the heaven and earth of the Ninth Cultivation City at this moment are filled with bursts of bloody gas, which makes people smell and change color.

Zheng Lin in the tower stood up at this time, and the elders behind him also got up one after another.

"The head of the sect has an order, three days later, all the new elite disciples of the outer sect will gather in the first cultivation city to determine the final ranking, and this place will be handed over to you!"

Zheng Lin said, and with a flick of his sleeves, he turned into a long rainbow and flew towards the first peak.

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