"Is there no one in your Murong family? I actually asked you, a hairy girl, to discuss big things with me, where is your uncle going?! ”

"Oh, he went to see our family's great genius, it's still very hard for others to host this conference, and they have to pull a fight for a while, and they have to deal with corpses or something for a while, it's really troublesome, how do you think of this Tianling Mountain to let the first place in the previous session preside over the competition for the disciples of the next session? My genius didn't fight for the first place for this......"

Yuan Qing gave an order, and he also turned around and picked up a silk silk on the desk, picked up a pen and wrote on it, looking at his movements without the slightest hesitation, I am afraid that he already has a very satisfactory candidate in his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At the same time, several other elders present all picked up their pens and quickly dropped on the silk silk, and even the second elder Yuan Hong, who was very tired on weekdays, was writing with a pen, which made Yuan Ling feel a little surprised.

These old guys don't like to accept apprentices, they have experienced several preferred conferences before, and only one or two people have accepted disciples at a time, after all, literary idiots and sound idiots like the third elder and the fourth elder, accepting an apprentice is simply troublesome and hindering, so the two of them still don't have a true disciple, not to mention the five or six elders, who mix in the Danfang every day to study the arts, and they have accepted two apprentices before, and they don't care if they are free-range, but it seems to harm others. However, these people are all serious about choosing disciples, presumably this year's preferred conference is really full of talents, it seems that they have missed a lot of excitement in the past few days since they left.

But in a moment, several elders stopped the pen in their hands, and Yuan Qing started to pick up the silk silk from the side of the second elder, but he didn't expect the silk silk to unfold in Yuan Qing's hand, his face sank slightly,

"The disciple chosen by the Second Elder, Yue Xiaohuan!"

As soon as Yuan Qing's words came out, there was an uproar, and the faces of the other elders changed, and the few disciples waiting for the teacher under the stone steps all looked at the small figure in the corner with a look of surprise.

Isn't she an outer disciple? Second Elder, what's wrong? He would choose her as a true disciple!

Yuan Qing was also stunned for a long time, and then looked at Yuan Hong with a puzzled face,

"Second Elder, this outer disciple is not qualified to be selected as a true disciple, although Yue Xiaohuan has won the ranking, you can't choose her as an apprentice."

Ying Zhong couldn't help but shout two words in his mouth, and at the same time as the words came out, his figure also appeared in front of Yue Xiaohuan in an instant, the man in white picked up the scarred body with one hand, frowned, and then he snorted coldly and looked at the crowd full of uproar.

Just a glance, the man standing on the competition platform just glanced at everyone coldly, a terrifying coercion was from him as the center of the rapid unfolding, not the fear of strength, just from the momentum of a strong man, his disdainful glance could make the entire venue fall into a dead silence, except for the six elders on the high platform, the faces were still the same, and the others were shocked by this momentum.

Is this the amazing momentum of a generation of Sword Venerables!

Just exuding the aura of his body can make everyone fearful to this point, so if he really starts to do it, I don't know what kind of power he will produce to destroy the world! At this moment, the disciples of the entire Heavenly Spirit Mountain suddenly understood why this man could be called a once-in-a-nine hundred years sword master!

But think about it, if it weren't for the strength of the earth-shattering ghosts and gods, how could he dare to parachute directly into the venue on the world's first immortal mountain, looking like he was going to make trouble? The disciples of Tianling Mountain finally figured out that Yue Xiaohuan was able to win the first place, not only because her strength had improved by leaps and bounds, but also because there was such a man standing behind her, otherwise how could Yuan Qing directly sentence Qin Yan to defeat? How could it be tolerated that the first choice assembly would fall into the hands of outer disciples? It turned out that even Tianling Mountain didn't want to offend this man in white.

And all this is because of an outer disciple named Yue Xiaohuan,

Lu Yingzhong picked up Yue Xiaohuan at this time, standing in the center of the test platform, located in the position but full of vigorous momentum had already made everyone bow their heads to him, he looked at the villain in his arms, and then spoke in a deep voice,

"All of you remember, she, Yue Xiaohuan is my disciple, and my only disciple, if anyone dares to hurt her outside of the competition, I will bet on the name of my Sword Venerable, and I will definitely crush her bones and ashes, and kill the upper and lower nine clans!"

His deep words spread throughout the entire Tianling Mountain, and for a while, the cranes on Baiming Peak were so frightened that they flew in groups, and the snow swept up the mountain clouds suddenly, and Jian Zun's domineering words shook even the heavens and the earth.

In this way, under the stunned eyes of everyone, Lu Yingzhong just hugged Yue Xiaohuan and stepped forward, and in a blink of an eye, he had disappeared in front of him, one thousand miles, and the method of shrinking the ground once again shocked everyone for a while.

Lu Yingzhong stood up and took Yue Xiaohuan away at this time, in order to give those who were secretly calculating her a fierce deterrent, I am afraid that it will be difficult for anyone to dare to beat her from now on, without looking at the face of the monk and looking at the face of the Buddha, he only hopes that after today, Yue Xiaohuan's growth path will be less dangerous.

"Senior Brother Murong, please tell me the result."

Yue Xiaohuan asked again and again, this time Murong Ying finally had some reaction, he looked at Yuan Qing with some embarrassment, he really couldn't say in the face of such a question, Yue Xiaohuan did not fall off the test platform, nor was he completely defeated by Cao Rubin, besides, everyone with a discerning eye could see it just now, Yue Xiaohuan fought back strongly, but they repeatedly avoided it, and in the end, it was Cao Rubin who killed himself, and it was Yue Xiaohuan who was really better in this competition. However, once some problems involve human lives, it is not so easy to say, Yue Xiaohuan is victorious, but this victory is too bloody and unbearable for the disciples of Tianling Mountain.

Yuan Qing saw Murong Ying's difficulty, and with one hand of his sleeve, he turned around and faced Yue Xiaohuan,

"Xiao Huan, why do you care so much about the results of the competition?"

"Great Elder Hui, if I win, then I can choose the next match against my opponent, which is very important to me."

The people present couldn't help but gasp when they heard Yue Xiaohuan's words, listening to what she meant, they were ready to continue to choose opponents to compete! Many people saw that she was injured and vomited blood, and she was even staggering when she was standing, and she still wanted to fight in such a situation?!

Yue Xiaohuan was not surprised by Cao Rubin's response, after all, there will be some guys in this world who are more or less ignorant of current affairs, or rather, this Cao Rubin is not on the field, not seeking victory, just to let her show more hole cards.

"Let's get started."

Yue Xiaohuan was frightened by the wind in her hand, and a fierce sword aura burst out again, her body did not move, but it made the strong wind in the field, and the sword surged, this is the original sword momentum of the storm sword!

Yue Xiaohuan was ready to go, but the handsome young man in front of him was standing on the stage with a sluggish face, and suddenly he shook his head violently as if he had just woken up from a dream, and then looked at Yue Xiaohuan with wide eyes. (To be continued.) )