Looking at the little uncle who said it confidently and threw the question to himself, Zhou Zitao was speechless, he really couldn't answer such a profound question.

"This, probably because, anyway, for so many years, it has been like this, so ......" Zhou Zitao was messy and didn't know how to answer.

"Anyway, is this what it means that this competition is allowed to bring demon beasts?" Shen Yuexue came to a conclusion and asked.

"Yes, that's right, you can bring it." Zhou Zitao nodded affirmatively.

"Then, it doesn't matter the level of the demon beast?" Shen Yuexue asked again.

"No matter!" Zhou Zitao nodded again.

Shen Yuexue looked at the huge giant horned lion thoughtfully.

At this time, most of the competitions have been carried out to the end, at this moment, there is only one disciple left in the Panshan Sect who has not yet participated in the competition, this person is Meng Bufan of the Panshan Sect, this is a disciple in the late stage of foundation building, the other two disciples who were with him yesterday lost and one won, at this moment, only one of them left him in this group.

"Panshan Sect, Meng Bufan, please advise."

Meng Bufan jumped up like a dragon and a tiger, looking at the body, he couldn't see that he had to be supported by others when he was beaten off the stage yesterday, and his face Shen Yuexue was surprised, this kid's recovery ability is good.

"Canglang Sect, Ten Thousand Swords!" I saw an elegant boy flying up, dressed in white, handsome and chic.

Shen Yuexue felt that this white dress was simply versatile, the woman wore a white long skirt, which was elegant, and the man wore a white blouse, which was also very chic. Regardless of looks. Regardless of cultivation, as soon as Bai Yi appeared on the stage, he instantly attracted countless eyeballs, oh, by the way, he was tall enough, Shen Yuexue thought of herself in this life, and silently rubbed her knees, which hurt a little.

This ten thousand swords are carrying three swords behind him, this image. Kind of fitting his name. You must know that ordinary Canglan Sect disciples also carry one on their backs, and this kid carries three on their backs. If only one sword could be divided into nine flying swords, that would be the case, and so on. Math is not very good. Nine out of nine. Twenty-ninety-eight, thirty-nine...... Twenty-seven! Haha, that's twenty-seven flying swords! You can form a sword formation by yourself. Yes, there is no need for anything.

Sure enough, as soon as this Ten Thousand Swords appeared, the disciples of the Canglang Sect below began to shout: "Senior Brother Ten Thousand Swords, come on, Senior Brother Ten Thousand Swords is the best!" ”

Looking at the young man waving a handkerchief at the bottom, no, it was his sleeves, cheering for his fellow senior brother, Shen Yuexue couldn't help but think that the young man was in the same bed...... Phew, classmates for more than ten years, deep love! No way...... Thinking, thinking, I am evil again.

It seems that this person named Wan Jian is very popular, and the juniors and disciples below are all his fans...... Except for one person, who was holding the sword in his hand, standing there, constantly releasing low air pressure and cold air to destroy the atmosphere, if memory serves, it was the guy named Yun Teng.

Could it be that they are brothers and sisters who love and kill each other, hate each other because of love, or are jealous...... Wait, why do you keep thinking crookedly lately?

Can't blame her, who made this Canglang Sect too yang, handsome guys everywhere, it is rare to see people wearing skirts, this male and female ratio is unbalanced, serious yin and yang imbalance, everyone will think about it. Yes, that's right, it can't be that she is the only one who thinks like this, it's all the Canglang Sect's fault, they are too wrong.

Seeing that Meng Bufan was a little aggrieved and looked at him with some grievances, Shen Yuexue's scalp was numb, don't look at her with such expectant eyes...... Finally, unable to defeat Meng Bufan's eye attack, Shen Yuexue disarmed and surrendered, shouting loudly: "Come on, Meng Bufan!" ”

The fan group of Canglang Sect was silent in an instant, why did you suddenly feel that the cheering of a junior sister was better than so many of their junior disciples?!

"Let's go!"

With a starting shout, Meng Bufan launched an attack first, he was the single spirit root of the water system, and as soon as the move came out, the ice was all over the competition platform, and it also shocked a really indifferent ten thousand swords. This, the person on the other side didn't look so strong yesterday, why did he suddenly become powerful?

This ice cube is not only covered with the competition platform, but also very dense and huge, there is no place to put your feet at all, if it weren't for Wan Jian's quick reaction just now, this would have been pierced by icicles. There was no way, Wan Jian instantly pulled out a long sword, flew up, and was suspended in mid-air.

Meng Bufan saw that this was a good opportunity, the people in the air were not as flexible as the ground, and attacking now would get twice the result with half the effort. So he hurriedly condensed his spiritual power, and a huge ice array composed of ice cubes formed in the air behind him, each of which was arm thick and had thousands of roots.

Wan Jian saw that his scalp was numb, and hurriedly summoned the remaining two flying swords, forming a sword formation consisting of eighteen flying swords, and the flying swords carried spiritual power on them, and it was difficult to break through with ordinary attacks.

But even so, the Ice Ling Array launched by Meng Bufan was really powerful, and he tore a small hole in the sword array, don't look at it as just a small opening, it was enough to balance the entire sword array city, and Wan Jian was forced to retreat step by step in order to maintain the sword formation. The disciples of the Canglang Sect below were stunned, this Ten Thousand Swords Senior Brother, but the first person under their new generation of Canglang Sect disciples, Senior Brother Yunteng, how could they be suppressed by a disciple of a third-level sect and couldn't raise their heads?

And at this moment, the heads in the stands are also very puzzled, this Meng Bufan, it seems that something is not quite right, this strength, not like the late stage of foundation building, but a little faint, to catch up with the feeling of surpassing the Dan period.

You know, this time Panshan Sect has a Shen Yuexue is already very amazing, if there is another Meng Bufan, then what has happened to Panshan Sect in the past hundred years?

After all, Wan Jian is the pride of the sky, how can he not have one or two defensive magic weapons on his body, because of Meng Bufan's fierce attack, Wan Jian simply withdrew all the flying swords that were protected and exposed himself to the attack. The magic weapon on his body, the monk Jiedan is helpless, not to mention that it is a late stage of foundation building, he doesn't believe it, and he can't carry it.

Sure enough, Meng Bufan immediately discovered that his dense ice cream could not hurt the other party at all, and the defense on the other party's body was too powerful. On the contrary, his twenty-seven flying swords flew towards him, apparently intending to launch a fierce attack.

Meng Bufan's heart sank, he didn't have such a powerful self-defense magic weapon on his body, looking at the dense attack of the sword array, Meng Bufan made up his mind, it seemed that there was no way. Meng Bufan released a part of his spiritual power, and instantly formed a huge ice shield, covering himself in the ice shield, and at the same time, taking the spiritual liquid issued by the sect.

Bang bang, frost splashing, those swords have no tendency to stop, and the constant attacker ice shield, as if a few more hits, the ice shield will no longer hold on, as if it will shatter.

Wan Jian snorted coldly in his heart, he only drank the spiritual liquid now, and wanted to replenish the spiritual power under the ice cover, but there was no door! The spiritual power consumed by his flying sword is limited, not to mention, he is only attacking with a flying sword now, and he has not released the spell yet, this guy is not his opponent, he is sure to win.

But, wait, what's going on with the weird spiritual power fluctuations in the sky? Why do dark clouds begin to gather in the sky, and it looks a little familiar?

This sudden change in the scene made the surrounding people stunned for a moment, even the Wan Jian who was attacking, withdrew his flying sword, and stared at the sky in a daze.

Boom~~ Rumble, no wonder it looks familiar, can it not be familiar, this is clearly the thunder of the catastrophe, can it not be familiar?! What's going on, in the middle of the game, what is this person trying to do?! Is anyone going to race at the time of the crossing? Phew, by the way things go by, is anyone going to rob during the game?!

Sure enough, the ice cover shattered in response, and Meng Bufan inside opened his eyes suddenly, and a smile flashed in his eyes. This, how does this smile look, so insidious, Wan Jian shuddered.

Small theater

Shen Yuexue: Why do I feel that my knee hurts a little?

Author: The legendary one was shot in the knee with an arrow.

Shen Yuexue: It's you again, frame me!

Author: No, this time you dug a hole yourself, and you had to jump off.

Shen Yuexue: What's wrong with my shortness, I'm petite and exquisite, I'm a bird, and I'm the cutest with a height difference.

Author: That's right, wearing a pair of high heels, everything is solved, believe me, this feeling, I understand!

Shen Yuexue: Hell high heels, where did the high heels come from in the world of cultivating immortals?!

Author:...... (To be continued.) )

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