In the end, Wang Qingqiao was still cut down by Yi Xichen and fell off the sword training floor.

The winner is decided. It wasn't supposed to be a hard-fought battle, but it worked hard.

Lu Ziyao helped Wang Qingqiao, who had collapsed, up: "Senior brother, are you okay?" ”

Xiao Kui squeezed over, his face was ugly and scary: "Wang Qingqiao!" How could you not even beat that Yi Xichen?! Did you intend to let it, or did Yi Xichen make a trick?! ”

When Fang Cai was competing with swords, Wang Qingqiao devoted himself wholeheartedly to it, except for being surprised that Yi Xichen could have such a strong sword qi, he didn't think much about it. But at this moment, being scolded by Xiao Kui, he suddenly woke up. He fought on behalf of the Sword Refining Pavilion, but lost to Yi Xichen of the Medicine Pavilion, losing face.

Wang Qingqiao struggled to push Lu Ziyao away, and looked up at Yuying Zhenren and the elders of the Four Pavilions: "Master! Master! ”

Of course, he was not convinced by this result. But he knew in his heart that Yi Xichen was not cheating, and even kept releasing water. So although he was not convinced, he didn't know where to start for a while.

"Master!" Xiao Kui hurriedly said, "Yi Xichen asked the eldest grandson Jun to use his sword qi to help him, interfering with Senior Brother Wang, this battle can't be counted!" ”

Lu Ziyao reprimanded in a low voice: "Xiao Kui, don't talk nonsense, when will you be embarrassed!" ”

Even Wang Qingqiao shook his head. Xiao Kui was in a hurry, this is indeed nonsense. The sword aura of the eldest grandson Jun shocked everyone, Yi Xichen was also a sword cultivator, even if he had a good personal relationship with the eldest grandson Jun, it was impossible for him to be exempted, not to mention that he stood closer to the eldest grandson Jun. Interference from the outside world will not affect the sword cultivation competition. What's more, Wang Qingqiao knew that that sword qi was Yi Xichen's at all, not the eldest grandson's!

However, Wang Qingqiao finally remembered what he was not convinced. He did lose to Yi Xichen and had to take it, but Yi Xichen claimed that he was the fifth in the Medicine Pavilion to fight him, which was impossible!

Wang Qingqiao hurriedly said: "Their medicine pavilion ......"

"Enough!" Yuying is really humane, "The victory and defeat have been decided." Tomorrow's sword competition will officially begin, the list of twenty people will remain as usual, and lots will be drawn in Shennong Hall an hour later. I will discuss other matters with the elders. Go back and cultivate. ”

Wang Qingqiao was stunned. He didn't believe that the head couldn't see today's strangeness, but the head didn't break it. Yuying Zhenren is a person who will say nothing once decided, and there is no room for turning the matter around. Even the elders had different expressions. After all, he didn't say anything in front of his disciples.

Yi Xichen got off the sword practice floor and walked to the eldest grandson Jun, who quietly supported him. Almost instantly, Yi Xichen's sword qi weakened.

Although the draw was soon to be drawn, they walked briskly away from the crowd. As soon as he arrived at no one's place, Yi Xichen spit out a mouthful of blood!

The eldest grandson was taken aback, sensing that the aura in Yi Xichen's body was extremely chaotic, and hurriedly poured his true qi into him to help him protect his muscles and veins.

"How are you?" The eldest grandson Jun looked solemn. This was the first time he had used the method of seizing intent, and he thought it would be fine, but he didn't expect Yi Xichen to obviously suffer a backlash. It seems that this seal in Yi Xichen's body is far more powerful than he thought.

Yi Xichen waved his hand, indicating that he was fine. But he couldn't even walk.

The eldest grandson Jun helped Yi Xichen sit down under the banyan tree, and Yi Xichen lay down weakly and rested his head on his lap.

"Zijun."

"Hmm."

"I'm really not a pseudo-spiritual root."

"You're not."

Yi Xichen closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

His heart was agitated, his chest was full of pain, and a mouthful of blood poured up his throat, and he was about to swallow it, but the eldest grandson Jun patted his chest and signaled him to just spit it out.

After a while, Yi Xichen spoke again.

"Do you know who killed my parents?"

At this point, he finally believed. The eldest grandson's magic barrier came strangely, but he did know some things that he shouldn't know.

"I don't know."

Yi Xichen pinched the corner of his clothes, and sighed weakly after a moment.

In the ten years that he had been cultivating in the Heavenly Sword Sect, he had never shown that he was driven by hatred. It is true that he does not live for revenge. Becoming a strong man and avenging his parents is just one thing he must do in life. No matter how many years you wait, there will come a day.

"That will be eight years from now." Yi Xichen smiled calmly, "Zijun...... Isn't it too much to say thank you? ”

The eldest grandson Jun pinched the back of his neck again: "Ah." ”

"But there's one thing I still have to say." He opened his eyes and shifted his head to the thigh of the eldest grandson.

"Huh?"

"Can you not put that thing on my head?"

“……”

An hour passed in a blink of an eye, Yi Xichen regained a little strength, was helped up by the eldest grandson Jun, and prepared to return to Shennong Hall to draw lots to determine the opponent of tomorrow's competition.

They hadn't taken a few steps when a man flew in from the sky, blocking their way.

The two hurriedly saluted: "Master." ”

Yi Xichen was a little stunned when he saw the face of the medicine not poisonous Tie Qing, and he took a step back with a smile, and was about to hide behind his eldest grandson.

"Yi Xichen, didn't I warn you to be honest!!" The medicine is not poisonous, and he roars angrily. His voice was like a loud bell, and even the thick banyan tree on the side of the road trembled in fright, and the eardrums of the eldest grandson Jun and Yi Xichen were almost shattered by him.

"The disciple is very honest." Yi Xichen brazenly opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Yesterday I practiced with Zijun, and we didn't know what was going on, so it was like this accidentally." Isn't it, Zijun? ”

The eldest grandson looked up at the sky and pretended not to know anything.

Yi Xichen !! The eldest grandson Jun !! ”

"Master, it's not good for you to be like this." Yi Xichen suddenly became serious.

The medicine is not poisonous for a moment, and he suddenly became angry. This stinky and shameless bastard actually dares to teach the master a lesson in turn?! He was about to open his mouth to scold, but Yi Xichen jumped out and pinched his shoulders for him: "Master, you are always so fierce, if your disciple is stupid, won't you see that you care about your disciple?" That's not good! ”

The medicine was not poisonous for a moment, and the anger was like a flood that opened the valve, pouring thousands of miles, and it couldn't be saved. He opened his mouth and shook his head hatefully: "You guy......"

Yi Xichen pinched his shoulders more diligently.

Yao Bu Poison glared at the eldest grandson: "I thought that your kid was stable and could manage him, but as a result, you will only get used to him!" ”

"Hmph," said the eldest grandson, "I'm not used to him, huh!" ”

The medicine is not poisonous: "...... You didn't take your medicine? ”

Yi Xichen hurriedly turned the medicine over and coquettishly said to him: "Master~"

The medicine is not poisonous and turned around and touched Yi Xichen's head. Yi Xichen was flattered, and was about to obediently lower his head, but the next moment the medicine was not poisonous, he grabbed his ear and twisted it hard.

"Ouch ouch, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts......"

"I'm just afraid that one day even I won't be able to protect you."

Yi Xichen only cared about crying out in pain, and suddenly heard such a serious sentence, and suddenly felt that he had heard it wrong. Is this medicine not poisonous?

"I'll protect you." The eldest grandson Jun said lightly.

The medicine is not poisonous and let go of Yi Xichen's ears, and his eyes stared at the eldest grandson Jun with complicated eyes: "I don't know how thick the sky is!" Do you really think you can do it? What kind of thing are you, kid? ”

The eldest grandson Jun is serious: "I'm very powerful." ”

"Yoh?"

"I'm just amazing."

The eldest grandson was a little depressed, and he didn't understand why the medicine was not poisonous, but he didn't believe him. Do you have to say, "Hmph, I'm not very good," and others will believe it......

The medicine is not poisonous and they are all angry, pointing at this, pointing at that, and thinking about how to give them some color to see, when suddenly another person flew in Hengli Imperial Sword, but it was Lin Zhen, the elder of the Sword Guarding Pavilion.

Today, the Sword Guarding Pavilion and the Sword Refining Pavilion suffered a big loss, and as soon as Lin Zhen saw a few people, he fell, and said in a strange manner: "Yi Xichen, I can't see that you are hiding deeply." ”

"Fuck off!" The medicine is not poisonous, like an old hen protecting her chickens, "My disciple, it's not the turn of others to speak!" ”

"Elder Yao, didn't I praise your disciple, hehe."

"These bastards won't be your turn to boast!"

Lin Zhen rolled his eyes, too lazy to argue with him, and Edgeworth flew away.

Look, isn't that a great way to protect your shorts!

After all, the medicine is not poisonous, but the anger has been vented, and he can't mention it anymore, so he scolded them hatefully, and saw that he was going to delay the time of the draw, so he had to bombard them and leave.

In the Shennong Palace, the other eighteen disciples were already waiting, and they saw the eldest grandson Jun and Yi Xichen walking in, with different expressions, but the head of the house, Yuying Zhenren, was sitting in the hall, and no one dared to say much.

The lottery is decided by the wooden kite, there are ten wooden kites in the hall, and after being urged by spiritual power, the ten wooden kites will fly to the hands of the ten disciples first. The ten kites then lead the ten to the other ten, so that the two who receive the same kite will become the opponents of tomorrow's competition.

Although these twenty people are five people per pavilion, the next match has nothing to do with the origin of the disciples. In other words, any two people can be matched, whether they are from the same cabinet or different cabinets, whether they are friends or have a deep personal relationship. Further down, the winners compete with the winners, and the losers compete with the losers, until the entire ranking is decided. Each disciple has to compete at least five times, and the outcome of each game is very crucial, and if you lose one game in the early stage, the final ranking may be much different. The winner of each game is naturally the final leader.

Even though he had won one game today, Yi Xichen was still a little nervous. With his current state, I don't know how much he can play tomorrow. He can only pray that the wooden kite matches him with a weakling.

Soon, the wooden kite flew up and fell into the hands of ten disciples. Yi Xichen glanced at the situation on the field and breathed a sigh of relief. He and his eldest grandson Jun and Lu Ziyao all got the wooden kite, at least he won't fight these two in the next competition tomorrow.

The wooden kite took off again, and when it landed, all the opponents in the first match were confirmed.

Yi Xichen looked at the unlucky guy who had received the same wooden kite as himself, and a big smile bloomed on his face. He stepped forward and patted Sun Xiaoqian, the little junior brother of the crying bag, on the shoulder: "Senior brother, you are lucky, remember to show mercy to your subordinates tomorrow." ”

Sun Xiaoqian's mouth was deflated, and he wanted to cry or not, but he smiled in the end: "Well, Senior Brother Yi, I will work hard!" "As a disciple of the Medicine Pavilion, he didn't expect to get a lot of rankings, being able to participate in the sword competition was already a privilege, and he could receive a lot of spirit stones. Although they cannibalize each other when they come up, even if it is not Yi Xichen who is drawn, he will lose anyway, there is no difference.

Yi Xichen's heart was finally settled. The backlash of the method of seizing the intention is quite powerful, and it is impossible for him to take a second risk for this immortal material, and then he can only look at the strength. Sun Xiaoqian's depth he knows that winning this first competition is not a problem.

After determining his opponent, Yi Xichen cared about his eldest grandson. He is very assured of the strength of the eldest grandson, even Lu Ziyao is not the opponent of the eldest grandson, it must not be difficult for the eldest grandson to win the top this year, no matter who is drawn, there is no problem.

However, when he looked closely, the smile on his face froze.

The opponent that Eldest Sun Zijun got - the iron-blooded junior sister of the Sword Refining Pavilion, Yue Xiaorou!

"My mother." Yi Xichen held his forehead, and his heart was half cold. The luck of the eldest grandson Jun is absolutely rotten to the extreme. Among the twenty disciples, the only female disciple was actually selected by him!

Doesn't talk to women, and never makes a move on women - this is the biggest weakness of the eldest grandson. Tomorrow's competition, how good is this......