Fourth, the competition

On the top of the long peak, all the major sects gathered.

Yun Su stood beside the second senior brother, still carrying the Chixiao sword on her back, not that she liked it, in fact, she preferred the light and clever wooden sword.

Merely......

All right.

Her small body and a big sword on her back will make her more majestic.

It won't lower the distance between you and your brothers too much.

At least, that's what she thinks.

The second senior brother was dressed in snow, standing in the wind, holding a delicate long sword in his hand, without any accessories on the scabbard, simple and simple.

His eyes were cold, and he glanced at the representatives of the gang disciples who had evil intentions, and his eyes were as clear as the most beautiful white clouds in the sky. These people are nothing more than here to take away the red night of the junior brother, so he is not in a good mood, but he just won't come out.

The fourth senior brother changed into a silver-white, wide robe inlaid with large bright red peony flowers, with a fluttering robe, a long body, a shallow smile on his feminine and charming face, and a slight peach blossom eye, which was enough to confuse all beings, and he could see that the women were soft all over the body, and the men were fluttering.

The senior brother was dressed in a green robe with narrow sleeves, his long hair was tightly tied with a light yellow hairband, the mountain wind blew his black hair flying, and the hairband also fluttered, the senior brother's cold face, the expression was cold, standing there, not saying a word, staring at the thin allure city holding Yun Su's hand.

The fifth senior brother was wearing a high-grade disciple's uniform of inky red silk, holding a long sword with a white scabbard in his hand, the scabbard was inlaid with gems of various colors, and the sword spike was also made of gold thread tassels.

The sixth senior brother leaned against a small tree without saying a word, the red robe was as beautiful as blood, a pair of black boots inlaid with wolf claws were exposed, the wolf claws were hideous, his eyebrows were furrowed, and a white silk silk in his hand was carelessly wiping a thin blade as thin as a willow leaf.

The first to enter the arena was the Jedi Thirteen Castles, a young man from the Thirteen Castles stepped forward, the man was wearing a thick swamp beast skin short robe, holding a long knife in his hand that was curved like a crescent moon, and pointed at the sixth senior brother.

Originally, this man was going to refer to Yun Su, but he felt that Yun Su was too young, and bullying a child in front of the gangs in the rivers and lakes really damaged his reputation as a Jedi Hachiro.

The sixth senior brother walked out of the crowd coldly and glanced at the man in animal skin lightly.

The man stepped forward, hugged him, and reported to himself: "Zhang Yifei of the Thirteenth Jedi Castle, known as Jedi Hachiro." Please advise! ”

The sixth senior brother's resolute and cold face was still a little childish, and his voice was also in the period of voice change, not square, and it was difficult to hear the point of scratching his heart, and the sixth senior brother said coldly: "Shangguan Lielong of the Shadowless Pavilion." ”

"None...... Shadowless Pavilion. Zhang Yifei's face turned pale, his heart suddenly trembled slightly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

The sixth senior brother hugged his head slightly, and when he looked up, the thin blade in his hand flew out and hit the Jedi Hachiro's throat.

"Concession." The sixth senior brother shook his sleeves and retreated under the tree.

Everyone looked puzzled, and the Jedi Hachiro's eyes were still wide, pointing at Shangguan Lielong, but he couldn't say a word. Three and a third seconds later, a line of blood spurted out of his throat, and he thuded.

Too fast!

Yun Su closed his mouth in shock, too fast.

And......

It seems to be over before it has even begun.

Sixth Senior Brother, don't be underestimated! Yun Su carefully wiped her forehead, and began to be grateful in her heart, the sixth senior brother did not kill her at the beginning, it was because of the love of the same family, showing mercy to her subordinates, and she also had to be grateful to the sixth senior brother for not killing.

It's so uneasy to play the cards with common sense.

A disciple of the Thirteenth Jedi Fort saw that Zhang Yifei was dead, and stepped forward angrily: "You haven't started yet, you have committed a foul!" ”

The sixth senior brother raised his eyes coldly, and his tone was cold and hard: "Do you want to say that the time just now doesn't count, and we will compare again?" ”

The disciples of the Thirteenth Castle of the Jedi looked panicked! Re-compared? It seems like......

He looked back and saw that all the representative disciples belonging to the Thirteen Jedi Castles had retreated to the rear, so this one who came out didn't dare to squeak anymore and retreated stupidly.

Because before the competition, it was already made clear that on the martial arts field, the sword has no eyes, if one party admits defeat, the point will be reached, and if it is not admitted, it will be killed.

However, the sixth senior brother didn't have a chance to admit defeat at all, so he could only understand that Jedi Hachiro was unwilling to admit defeat until he died......

The one who drew the second number was Leng Feng Castle, and the second fort master of Leng Feng Fort was more cautious this time, and casually pointed to a disciple of Donghua Mountain.

It was the inferior disciple An Ze, An Ze took a step back and said, "I admit defeat!" ”

In Leng Feng Castle, there was a burst of laughter.

Fu Qing said slowly: "Since you admit defeat, it is the second castle of Leng Feng Fort that wins." ”

Every time the gangs come to power, they all refer to the disciples of Donghua Mountain, but they are all inferior disciples, and the inferior disciples admit defeat directly, and they are not ashamed, but they have become the laughing stock of Donghua Mountain, their joke.

The fourth senior brother yawned lazily, glanced at the people present, and said in a lazy and charming tone: "I can't imagine that most of the famous people in the rivers and lakes choose opponents who are chopping wood, lighting fires, and sweeping yards on Donghua Mountain." Why don't you change the rules to chopping wood, lighting fires, and sweeping yards? ”

A female disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect looked angry, pointed at the fourth senior brother and snorted coldly: "The Snow Mountain Sect Lotus Girl, please challenge Young Master Yu." ”

The fourth senior brother raised his sleeves lazily, "I don't beat women, senior brother, why don't you do it for me." ”

Senior Brother snorted coldly.

The long silk in the lotus girl's hand was flicked, and the soft long silk was as straight as a sword, pointing at Yu Ziqi: "Do you have to admit defeat too?" ”

The maid next to Yu Ziqi said delicately: "Your Highness, what is she pointing at you?" Do you want a slave to slap her mouth? ”

"Xiaohong, you want to be sven." Yu Ziqi smiled lightly, full of smiles, bewitching and scorching, and raised his eyes to glance at the lotus girl.

And Yahuan Xiaocui, who was beside Yu Ziqi, moved to the lotus girl's side like a phantom, pop! A loud slap!

Before she knew what was happening, she felt that her face was burning with pain.

Yahuan Xiaohong helped the fourth senior brother up, and the fourth senior brother leaned on Yahuan and slowly walked to the middle of the stage, his eyes were bewitching and deep, and he said: "Please advise!" ”

The man's fingertips flicked slightly.

The disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect reacted at this time, whether they were beaten by someone, and it was still a girl ring who beat people, and a vicious anger arose, and the long silk in his hand hit the throat of the second senior brother, but he heard a cracking sound......

"Wow......"

The crowd let out an exclamation!

Good white big breasts.

Good white woman with big breasts.

"Ah......h

The fourth senior brother glanced at it and muttered, "It seems to be a little saggy." ”

Seeing this, the other female disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect were so frightened that they didn't say a word for a long time, and they saw their fellow disciples slipping their upper bodies and a piece of white flesh running in front of their eyes, and soon disappeared into the dense jungle.

The clothes are torn, in front of so many rivers and lakes, the upper body is exposed, and she is still a woman, now, it is really ...... Famous!

A female disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect stood up, pointed at the fourth senior brother, and said indignantly: "You Donghua Mountain disciples are shameless and lascivious, insulting women like this, they are simply inferior to beasts!" ”

The maid next to the fourth senior brother, Xiaohong, smiled, "The male pets in my Royal Highness's mansion are all better looking than you, you really think too highly of yourself." ”

Xiao Cui's tone was yin and yang: "Some women are really self-righteous, this kind of goods are not qualified to pour foot washing water for His Royal Highness's male pet." ”

It's insulting...... It's a laughing death!

The female disciples of the Carefree Sect looked at each other, and then glanced at the disciple who was the head of the Snow Mountain Sect with hatred. The lotus girl of the Snow Mountain Sect who met the carefree disciple for the Snow Mountain Sect in the past two days, the two came and went, and they became familiar, so they came forward to avenge the lotus girl, but not only was she laughed at, but also was blamed by the same door, at this time, her face was pale, she covered her face and ran away crying.

A man in a black-clothed cloak of the Shenlong Sect stood up, the man had a shark knife pinned to his waist, his tone was gloomy and hoarse, and his fingers pointed in front of the various sects, and finally fell on a man in a bamboo-green robe in Donghua Mountain.

The man pursed his lips and slowly stepped forward.

"Shenlong Sect Hua Qianqiu, please give advice."

"Shennong Valley Ye Tingfeng." The man's voice was mellow and as heavy as Mount Tai's weight, shattering the hearts of everyone present.

Hua Qianqiu of the Divine Dragon Sect took a step back, frightened, it turned out that Ye Tingfeng was standing in front of the disciples of Donghua Mountain, not very conspicuous, thinking that he was at most an ordinary high-level disciple, and as the next head of the Divine Dragon Sect, his martial arts and abilities were the best.

But the arrow is on the bow, and it has to be sent! Hua Qianqiu gritted his teeth and raised his knife to slash at the senior brother.

When the knife edge was only one centimeter away from the senior brother, Hua Qianqiu's body went limp, fell to the ground, pointed at the senior brother, and complained: "You...... You ......"

The senior brother calmly took out a medicine and put it on the ground.

Hua Qianqiu thought it was an antidote, crawled over, picked it up and ate it...... Ate ......

Only then did the senior brother say slowly: "Accept!" ”

Burst~

The mouth of the Divine Dragon Sect spat blood, and he looked at the senior brother in shock, and in an instant, he only had breath out, not breath.

The senior brother said unhurriedly: "That's poison, there is no cure. ”

So it's not the elder brother who poisons him, but the people who take the poison themselves.

Yun Su slapped himself in the face, fortunately he didn't provoke the senior brother at the beginning, otherwise it would have ended like this.

This was boiling, and more than thirty representative disciples of the Divine Dragon Sect rushed forward.

The senior brother is tall, with a long jade body, and there is a faint chill on his handsome and deep face, "Make an appointment in advance before the competition, and if you don't admit defeat, you don't care about life or death." If the Shenlong Sect is not satisfied and wants to take revenge, Shennong Valley will bear it. ”

The Shenlong Sect was speechless, and the rules before the competition were unanimously decided by the gangs......

This time, the major gangs didn't dare to point fingers, because the inferior disciples of Donghua Mountain would not come to power under the pressure and directly admit defeat. And the powerful people on Donghua Mountain will not give them a chance to admit defeat.

The disciples of the gang touched their necks unnaturally, feeling that their lives were in danger, and if they knew this, they should have forcefully pressed Donghua Mountain to obey their words and hand over the Chixiao Sword.

Where did it end up today?

Those gang disciples who have not yet come to the stage to compete are a little weak at this time!

Zhu Jin, the chief disciple of the Xiaoyao faction and the first beauty in the rivers and lakes, walked slowly onto the stage with elegant lotus steps, "Zhu Jin of the Xiaoyao faction, please challenge ......"

She pointed casually and pointed to Yun Su beside the second senior brother.

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