The five major forces of the City of Discord, above the top of Qishan Mountain, formed a corner and looked at each other from afar. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

the fifth sign is elegant; Zisang's heart is rough, but the anger in his eyes makes people dare not look directly; Wen Rentian is old, with white hair on his head and a snow-white beard under his jaw, which looks a little vicissitudes; Gonghu Li is short in stature, compared to other demons, his height of seven feet seems to be much easier to bully; The most sparse and ordinary is Tong Qiufeng, an ordinary old man in the twilight.

The five of them looked at each other for a while, snorted at each other, and swept downward.

The corner of the fifth sign glanced over everyone, and said lightly: "The old rules, or add some color"?

Everyone glared at him dissatisfied, especially Zi Sang's heart, and he roared loudly, quite a bit of momentum, and said, "You are all fools when we are?" The last place unconditionally withdraws from a thousand streets, the fourth is a concession of 500, the third can get a hundred, the second is 400, the first place is a whole thousand, everyone knows that you are the first ten years ago, you can go straight to the finals, the worst is the second place, if you give me a thousand streets first, I don't mind mentioning it."

The fifth sign seemed to know his temper, and he didn't bother to bother with him, so he turned his head to the others and said, "Or, start"?

Wen Rentian shook his head and said: "The last time I fought for more than a month, it was too wasteful of time, this time I think there are five rings, each force sends five people, and the winner enters the winner's group, and then the winner fights with the winner, and the loser fights with the loser, and the winner who finally decides fights with the first place ten years ago, that is, the fifth campaign, and the loser of the winner's group and the winner of the loser's group decide the third place, what do you think?"

The rest of the people also felt very reasonable, and nodded in agreement.

But at this moment, Zisang Xinyou glared at the fifth sign with dissatisfaction, and said lightly: "Fifth sign, since you want to add some color, it's better for us to have a fight, anyway, we haven't fought each other for a hundred years, who lost 2,000 streets, do you dare?"

"Hmph", the fifth sign said with disdain on his face: "Just you old poison, why don't you dare"?

Zisang smiled with satisfaction and said, "Since this is the case, when they are over, we will also have a Qishan sword debate."

Wen Rentian also rubbed his hands when he heard this, and said: "The old man hasn't done anything with anyone for a long time, and his hands are very itchy, I don't know which one is willing to fight with the old man"?

After saying that, he raised two fingers.

"The old man accompanies you"! As soon as his words fell, Tong Qiufeng on the side took his challenge.

However, the lonely public man passed through everyone, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

This time, for Qishan's sword, everyone was fully prepared, everyone brought first-class good hands around them, only Tong Qiufeng brought a few young people around him, that is Hua Yi, Ye Bai, Mu Forest, Yin Wu and Tong Hua, of course, there are drunken immortals around them.

It was difficult to win the support of Tong Qiufeng, thanks to Tong Hua's crying, making trouble and hanging himself.

At this time, their eyes rose and passed by the many onlookers, but they were still disappointed.

Mu Linlin shook his head, Hua Yi shook his head, and then several people shook their heads.

"Did Childe have an accident, why didn't Qishan Discuss the Sword appear"? Mu Linlin was very frustrated, he had just met with Jing Yao, but he chose to leave again, and now there is no news.

The rest of the people were as worried as him, but there was no final conclusion yet, and they had to continue to wait.

On the other side, the battle is about to begin.

As the first in the previous session, the fifth Zheng waved the long sword lightly, and immediately five boxes about three zhang long and wide appeared on the field, and said lightly: "During the battle, if anyone withdraws from the box, he will lose."

At this time, the light of the sky slowly receded, and under the only afterglow, the clouds above gradually darkened.

This chaotic city came from all directions, but it was also at this time, it was supposed to rest for a night, but it was not a day anyway, and there was no difference between morning and evening.

They seemed to have been prepared, and suddenly an object appeared from the hands of the five demons, and for a while, the people around them couldn't open their eyes, and with a "whoosh", with the bright light, they were gently pressed on the thousand-year-old tree next to them.

In the blink of an eye, when everyone opened their eyes again, the top of Mount Qi was like day.

"Let's smoke it"! As Naoma's fifth expedition to the finals, it was only natural that he did the job of this referee.

After a while, he said lightly: "Today's competition, Zi Sang's heart is right against Tong Qiufeng, you each choose five people, enter the designated place, and the competition will be carried out immediately."

"Dang", a crisp sound of bells came, echoing on the ethereal Qishan Mountain, which lifted everyone's spirits, and for a while, the originally noisy venue suddenly quieted down.

Then everyone wondered for a while, where did this Zhong Ding come from, the crowd looked carefully, and saw that in front of the five demons, wasn't that a big Zhong Ding!

The fifth sign cleared his throat, took a few steps forward, looked around at the people on the field, and said loudly: "Everyone leaves the competition venue, and the competition begins."

As he spoke, he flicked his robe, and immediately the bell sounded again, and "Dangdang ......" resounded in the sky.

When everyone retreated, the players stood in the designated place, and finally there was a crisp and pleasant bell, and the competition finally kicked off.

I saw that on the test field, the glow flashed, the sword was like autumn water, anxious like lightning, and the end was quite a fight, as for the crowd below, it was rare to appreciate this peerless swordsmanship, and it was also fascinated to watch.

Tong Hua suddenly walked towards Tong Qiufeng, who was nervous, and said in a complicated mood: "They will definitely win, can you, can you not come to participate in such a competition in the future?"

Tong Qiufeng was stunned, shook his head and said: "No, people don't hurt the tiger, the tiger eats people's hearts, if I don't come, I will definitely be uprooted by them, I can't be sorry for the group of brothers who follow me, Tong Tong, in fact, my father doesn't want to do this, in the past, I was forced to flee into the city of disorder, but now I can't let go of the people who have been following me."

Staring at her almost desperate face, Tong Qiufeng was distracted for a moment, and then couldn't bear it, and said: "Okay, I promise you, when this competition is over, I will discuss with the four of them, and everyone will live in harmony in the future and no longer fight with each other."

……

At the foot of Qi Mountain, at this time, a little girl of four or five years old, followed by a snow-white beast clan, was slowly coming towards the top of Qi Mountain.

Of course, the little girl is Feng Wu, and at this time she was still a little embarrassed and said: "These people are so bad, they didn't even let me come to my brother, fortunately, you have clever ears, I heard that it was Qi Shan, and after finding my brother, we told him, don't stay here in the future, these people are bad people."

There was no one here, Fenghuo also nodded, and said: "What you said is so reasonable, if everyone didn't come in this direction, such a long distance, what year and month would we find?" I don't know if the master misses us"?

The night, the starry sky, hazy, hit.

Around Qishan, there is a darkness, pitch black sky, dark and deep, deep and boundless, the darkness that covers the sky and the ground, tightly shrouded in the foothills and peaks, only the top of the mountain, as if there is a bright light coming out, full of mystery, desirable.

The woods at night swayed with the wind, and occasionally a gust of wind blew the whole mountain forest "whoosh", like a thousand years of ghosts rampant in the depths.

The top of Qishan Mountain, under the illumination of the night pearl, is like day, all the long swords are flying, such as colorful butterflies dancing, such as the sword dance of Gongsun, a sword is flat in all directions, however, although the sword momentum is beautiful, even the two sides fight, you attack and defend, the sword is full of energy, the momentum of the qi increases, and it is very dangerous.

"Good -----"

Applause erupted, eyes widened, onlookers on the top of the mountain, also monks, qualifications can be mediocre, cultivation may not be high, but eyesight is generally not too bad.

The five Dao districts are all good hands of various forces, and if they don't have a few brushes, they can't stand out.

For a while, the battle was dark, and in the blink of an eye, it was a change of offensive, and it was difficult to solve.

Time passed quietly, bit by bit.

"Zi Sang's heart is right ----- win"

Among the five battle areas, there is already a fall, under the opponent's fierce and fast sword, Tong Qiufeng's good hand was forced to retreat, and he didn't notice it for a while, and stepped on the deep scar of the fifth long sword, although he was unwilling, if he gathered the true strength of both sides, he would not necessarily lose, but the rules have been set, the wood has been completed, and the sword alone is lost!

"Good ------"

"That's amazing"!

At this time, quietly, a young man dressed in a wide gray and white linen robe, a delicate sunhat on his head, and a small bamboo basket for collecting medicine on his back mixed with the crowd, and also shouted with everyone, and shouted very loudly.

The restless crowd suddenly made him feel a kind of blood boiling, with a long neck, standing on his heels, just to get the clear long sword wielding in the night, on such an occasion, would he sprout the slightest eagerness to try?

The battle continued, compared to just now, it seemed to be more intense, due to the temporary defeat of Tong Qiufeng's side, the remaining four people had a kind of outburst of exhaustion, and Zisang's heart was on the right side, and it was full of infinite fighting spirit-------

The night was dark, and the sword was without a trace.

"When I get to the top of the mountain, I'm tired of dancing to death", a four or five-year-old girl, this is the first sentence when she walks to the top of the mountain.

However, the wind and fire beside him, which was as pure as snow, returned to its previous depth in a blink of an eye, silently, and followed Feng Wu's side, acting as a little follower.

The corners of his eyes moved, Feng Wu's delicate and smooth forehead, a wisp of Dai eyebrows frowned slightly, and he stroked his forehead with his small hand and sighed softly: "Wind and fire, there are many people."

Fat Qi Yucheng, if it weren't for his humble posture in the city of disorder, with his cultivation of half a tael, others would only be afraid that it would be difficult to survive as long as they moved their fingers lightly.