But Song Xia glanced at the Hundred Flowers Fairy proudly, and said with a lewd smile in his mouth: "Flower girl, you will be mine sooner or later!" ”

After Song Xia finished speaking, he laughed and floated off the high platform, while the Hundred Flowers Fairy stomped his feet hatefully, and said: "If anyone can defeat this thief next, I, the Hundred Flowers Fairy, am willing to accompany him to drink wine all night!" It is a hundred flowers brewed by Baihua Island in the South China Sea that has been treasured for more than 1,000 years! ”

Everyone was in an uproar when they heard this, many of them were young cultivators, this proposal of the Hundred Flowers Fairy was very tempting, not to mention that the Hundred Flowers Fairy herself was a rare beauty among the cultivators, just said that the Hundred Flowers Island Hundred Flowers Brew is also a rare wine, it is said that drinking it has the effect of increasing power, especially the Hundred Flowers Brew that has been treasured for thousands of years, this can be regarded as a priceless treasure!

Yang Guo pushed Lu Xiaofeng, who was drinking, and said with a smile: "Drunkard, your opportunity has come, beautiful woman with good wine, drunk and lying on the knee of a beautiful woman, isn't it your pursuit?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng raised his slightly drunk eyes, glanced at the Hundred Flowers Fairy, shook his head and said, "Brother Yang Guo, if you want you to go, this little girl is not so easy to deal with!" ”

Wu Lai is even more interested, not to mention that his wives are no worse than this Hundred Flowers Fairy, and this Hundred Flowers Fairy looks really coquettish, this is not his favorite dish!

The Golden Island Lord shook his head, and then raised his voice and said, "In the next competition, please invite the No. 9 Participating Disciple and the No. 1 Participating Disciple to come to the stage to compete!" ”

When Song Wuji, a disciple of the Wudang Sword Sect, heard this, he shook his sleeves, his body was like a big bird, and he flew up to the high platform, and the loose cultivator Hu Baishan, a big man with a fierce aura all over his body, suddenly stomped on the ground, his body was like a cannonball soaring into the sky, he suddenly rose from the ground and landed heavily on the high platform!

Wu Lai looked at these two people, one with bright eyebrows and starry eyes, heroic, and looking at the body method, it was clear that he was good at small maneuvering exercises, while the other was a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with a full beard, looking at his posture on stage, it was estimated that he was a powerful person, and these two people must be very interesting when they fought each other!

"See Senior Kim!" Song Wujian politely saluted the Lord of the Golden Island. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Golden Island Lord nodded slightly, but that Hu Baishan just nodded at the Golden Island Lord, and did not give a salute!

The Lord of the Golden Island didn't think it was angry, and raised his voice and said, "Are you two ready?" ”

Wu Lai's divine consciousness under the stage unfolded slightly, but he was a little surprised, he felt that the aura on this Hu Baishan's body was not like that of an ordinary cultivator, and the spiritual power fluctuations on his body were not as peaceful and neutral as ordinary cultivators, but there was a tyrannical aura contained in his body, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart, I am afraid that the origin of this Hu Baishan is also a little strange!

"Ready!" Song Wujian nodded, and replied loudly, saying that he had already pulled out a fairy sword, which was across his chest, which was the starting style of Wudang swordsmanship!

And Hu Baishan replied angrily: "Ready!" ”

However, this Hu Baishan did not draw his weapon, but only raised his hands, but those hands were much bigger than ordinary people!

"Alright, it's game on!" The Golden Island Lord nodded and said, after finishing speaking, he had already floated off the high platform!

As soon as the Golden Island Lord's voice fell, Song Wujian and Hu Baishan made a move at the same time!

The immortal sword in Song Wuji's hand drew several mysterious trajectories in front of him, and suddenly a series of circular sword lights appeared in front of him, spinning and shooting towards Nahu Baishan!

But Hu Baishan swung his palms, the palms of his hands were in the shape of claws, and he swung forward a few times, and claw shadows burst out between his palms, facing those round sword lights!

After a few "boom" sounds, the circular sword light and claw shadow disappeared at the same time, and Hu Baishan and Song Wujian took a step back at the same time, this blow, the two of them turned out to be evenly matched!

Song Wuji's originally relaxed face became a little dignified, rubbing his body forward, the fairy sword in his hand emitted Huo Huo sword light, and Hu Baishan also waved his palm, bringing out a claw shadow to meet him, and the two instantly fought together, but I don't know how Hu Baishan's palms cultivated, and he was able to confront the fairy sword in Song Wuji's hand, and collided with the fairy sword in Song Wuji's hand, making a sound of "ding" gold and stone striking, but the palm was not injured!

On the viewing platform, Nan Hulu sighed to the head of the Wudang Sword Sect and said: "Your disciple Song Wujian is young, and he has actually cultivated your Tai Chi swordsmanship to the Dacheng realm, it seems that there are successors to the Wudang Sword Sect, even if my disciple Tie Feiying has come to the present, I am afraid that he is not Song Wuji's opponent!" ”

The head of the Wudang Sword Sect said with a slightly proud face: "Hehe, the head of the south is praised, but the old man's talent is not bad, it is much stronger than the old man back then, and now he has been recognized by my Wudang five elders, and when the immortal Dao will go back here, he will go with the five elders of Wudang to retreat in the deep mountains, and the day he rises in the mountain, it is the time to take charge of the portal of my Wudang Sword Sect!" ”

"Oh, it turns out that the Wudang Sword Sect has already been determined as the head candidate, no wonder he has such qualifications!" Nan Gourd couldn't help but admire!

The head of the Shushan Sword Sect heard the conversation between Nanhulu and the head of the Wudang Sword Sect, and couldn't help sneering and said: "Hehe, don't feel too good, that Hu Baishan is not easy to match, you see that dozens of moves have passed now, Hu Baishan has not fallen behind at all, this person is not a loose cultivator, but his skill is unfathomable, your disciple Song Wuqian wants to win, but I am afraid that it is not yet known, Maybe this time the top seven of the Immortal Dao Society don't have anything to do with the Wudang Sword Sect! ”

"You ......" The head of the Wudang Sword Sect suddenly became angry when he heard this, as the master of the sect, he naturally also saw the situation on the field and his disciple Song Wujian did not occupy an absolute advantage, and it was really unknown if he wanted to win, but he has always protected his shortcomings and liked to hear others praise his disciples, and the head of the Shushan Sword Sect said this, but it made the head of the Wudang Sword Sect very unhappy!

"What's wrong with me? This seat is telling the truth, what is the problem with this seat's words? Seeing the unhappy face of the head of the Wudang Sword Sect, the head of the Shushan Sword Sect was very happy, and he stood up and said loudly.

"You are talking nonsense, you just can't see my Wudang Sword Sect! Villain! The head of the Wudang Sword Sect was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, stood up and said with an annoyed face.

At this time, the head of the Shushan Sword Sect was also angry: "Fart, this seat is telling the truth, why is it nonsense?" I think you're the villain! ”

"Amitabha, two donors, please calm your anger, such an argument is meaningless, and the result will be known in a moment, why waste your words here and hurt your peace?" The old monk of the abbot of the Weituo Gate of Wutai Mountain finally couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and persuaded with a wry smile.

This old monk has always been highly respected, and the strength of Wei Tuomen is not weak, the Wudang Sword Sect and the Shushan Sword Sect naturally will not offend such a person in vain, so they have to look at each other angrily, and they all sit down indignantly!

Qing Xuanzi looked at the battle on the stage, but said to himself: "Something is wrong, this Hu Baishan's realm should also be the realm of the consummation of the Dan period, that's all, but although the moves are scattered, but between the opening and closing, there is a bit of a god like the tiger's fight, especially the palms of the hands, which are also the same as the tiger's palms, especially the spiritual power fluctuations on the body, it doesn't seem to be a normal cultivator at all, but it seems to be a tiger who has become a refinement, but this is incomprehensible!" ”

The ancient island master of the overseas Xianshan Abbot Xiandao interjected on the side and said: "This island master is also a little puzzled, but the participating disciples are all the bone age tested by the island master himself, and the bone age of the disciple who is in charge of Qingxuanzi is less than twenty years, and the bone age of this Hu Baishan is not long, only about thirty years, so it should not be a tiger essence, if it is a tiger cultivating into refinement, it will take at least hundreds of years to transform into a human form, so it should not be a tiger cultivating into refinement!" Please rest assured! ”

"The ancient island master made a move, we are naturally relieved, it seems that the origin of this Hu Baishan is really a little peculiar!" This time it was the head of the Kunlun faction who spoke!

Just when all the heads of the island on the viewing platform were discussing, the battle between Hu Baishan and Song Wujian on the high platform had already entered a white heat, and the people who cultivated a little lower in the audience could no longer see the figures of the two clearly, and could only see countless sword lights and claw shadows struck out one after another, and the high platform was already tossed by the two of them.

Hundreds of rounds have passed, Song Wujian is slightly impatient in his heart, his Tai Chi swordsmanship is originally more defensive than offensive, and the offensive has always been relatively weak, so hundreds of rounds have passed, and there has always been a feeling of being pressed and beaten by the other party, which makes Song Wuji, who has always been arrogant, a little unacceptable, so he began to think about counterattacking!

"Flying Immortals!" After Song Wujian forced Hu Baishan to retreat slightly with several consecutive swords, he suddenly snapped lightly, and the fairy sword in his hand suddenly reversed the previous continuous drawing circle, but burst out with an indomitable momentum, and the person and the flying sword were united, turning into a huge sword and stabbing straight at Hu Baishan!

Seeing this, Hu Baishan's eyes suddenly widened, his body fell to the ground like lightning, but his neck was raised high, and he let out a long howl, but this howl was not like a human voice at all, but like the long howl of the king tiger in the mountain!

With this roar, a huge tiger-shaped light and shadow suddenly flashed on Hu Baishan's body, and a huge tiger raised its head to the sky and roared, and then took off on all fours, roaring towards the huge fairy sword that Song Wujian had turned into!

"Boom!" As the huge tiger and the huge immortal sword collided together, a deafening sound came out, and the entire high platform was shaken, trembling a few times, fortunately, the three Yuan Infant Stage masters worked together to control the scattered qi waves, otherwise, the surrounding disciples with low cultivation might be affected and injured!