Gui Turtle Sheng sighed here that he had finally changed his life against the sky, Ye Qingxuan waved his hand, held Gui Turtle Sheng up, and signaled that he didn't have to be like this, Gui Turtle Sheng respectfully and obediently went to Duan Sanshi to look at his hand.

After another half an hour, it was finally two o'clock in the afternoon.

Knock knock, the first drum outside, the third game of the quarterfinals, is about to begin.

The crowd outside began to drum, the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic, and the sound of applause and applause continued to rise, which was to see the lively crowd urging the new competition to start quickly, the first two games, everyone was enthusiastic, and they were looking forward to a more fierce game.

Everyone in the tent woke up from the silence, including the great monk Ruhua, who was stunned by Ye Qingxuan's punch in the morning, and also got up with a depressed face.

Ye Qingxuan hehe, came over and persuaded: "Yo, fifth brother, are you awake?"

Ruhua glanced at Ye Qingxuan, snorted, and didn't speak.

Ye Qingxuan knew that he was still angry with himself, so he hurriedly accompanied him, and said: "Fifth brother, don't be angry, look at that Zong Xuan, you can't help fighting at all, even if he doesn't admit defeat, how much strength can you exert?" You see that so far, you haven't even revealed the [Arhat Golden Body] kung fu, what do you think they have to make you happy?"

Monk Ruhua thought about it, it was also the case, Zong Xuan's little white face was too wasteful, and he was not an opponent at all, he thought about it, and said angrily: "That, that's okay, this, this time you're right, the next game, the game will be full again...... Also, you are not allowed to hit me again in the future, hit me on the head, and now, sprinkle, sprinkle the family's head is still buzzing......"

Ye Qingxuan hurriedly swore to the sky that he would never start in the future, so Monk Ruhua got up and went out to watch the competition with everyone.

As soon as I went out, the second drum sounded outside.

Ye Qingxuan tied the dust and sword behind his back, and said to everyone: "Brothers, I will go first, if this game is late, it will seem that we have no manners, which will be disgusting." I'm one step ahead......"

"Okay, Seventh Brother, let's go......"

Ye Qingxuan arched his hand, flicked his sleeves, rose into the air, jumped over the crowded crowd, and galloped towards the competition platform from the top of the tent next to him.

When Ye Qingxuan arrived at the arena, he saw from a distance that the competition platform was empty, and it seemed that not only was he late, but the other party had not arrived.

That's fine, it's better for me to wait for you than for you to wait for me, we haven't lost the courtesy.

Ye Qingxuan arrived on the field, there was no one left and right, he took out the dust behind his back, straightened his clothes, and bowed respectfully to several innate masters on the viewing platform not far away, in order to show respect for his martial arts predecessors, and then bowed to the martial artists on the surrounding stands and scattered outside the martial arts platform.

On the viewing platform, an old man in his fifties and sixties with a charitable face smiled and said tolerantly: "Hehe, I don't know which master this little Taoist priest is, but it seems that he knows a lot about etiquette......

Qiu Yiping immediately smiled and said: "Brother Shang, this is the Kunwu Yu Mai, the second generation of Qingyun Guan's ** Ye Qingxuan......"

The old man's eyes flashed, "Oh, it turned out to be Kunwu**? Hehe, back then, Kunwu Mountain's swordsmanship was peerless, and the five great swords shook the martial arts, but they were victimized by the Jiān people, and the people were killed by the people, and it was rare that the martial arts could rise again, which was really gratifying......"

Everyone on the stage nodded yes.

At the beginning, Zhan Yu introduced the congenital masters on the viewing platform to several brothers, and two of them did not recognize, and this one was one of them, and his person was Shang Xiaozhi, a hermit who was not born in Zhongzhou. There are not many people in the rivers and lakes who know about this Shang Xiaozhi, because he has no door and no faction, and he is just a rich man, living a free life, just because he also went to the lost eight counties of Yunzhou to resist foreign invasions when he was young, and Wei Xiaotian is an old comrade-in-arms.

The same other Zhan Yu didn't recognize, it was also like this, he was also fifty or sixty years old, with a strict face, slightly purple skin, and a vertical line at the center of his eyebrows, which didn't look very good-tempered, this was also Wei Xiaotian's brother who fought together back then, named Jia Junfu.

Shang Xiaozhi and Jia Junfu were the same minds as Wei Xiaotian back then, the same hot-blooded youth, but later the situation stabilized, these two returned to their hometown to retire and no longer came out to fight, but this time they heard that the lost eight counties took a sharp turn, so they promised Wei Xiaotian to come out to help and do their best for this side of the water and soil. These two people have never been in the Central Plains Martial Arts at all, so Zhan Yu can't recognize them, which is not strange at all.

Shang Xiaozhi boasted about Ye Qingxuan in this one, but he annoyed the person next to him.

A cold snort came, and everyone looked at it in surprise, and they all suddenly laughed in their hearts. It turned out that it was none other than the "Soul Hooking Tai Sui" Chu Tianjian, this master of Motianling had just arrived in Mu'an City on the first day, and he asked his master Wu to abandon the soul, or kill him in front of him, no wonder Chu Tianjian heard someone praise Ye Qingxuan, so he ridiculed loudly.

"Brother Shang has not been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, I'm afraid that he is a little lonely and unheard! Qingyunguan is a barren mountain and wild view, I don't know which martial arts predecessor's grave has been dug up, and it is ridiculous to dare to claim to be the remnant of the Kunwu faction after getting two sword books. The various sects in the martial arts, which one has not been passed down for several generations to have the prestige of today, this Qingyun Visualization climbs to the position of the famous sect by virtue of the majesty of the great sect that has been destroyed for a hundred years, it is really a fool's dream......"

As soon as Chu Tianjian's words came out, the faces of several people on the stage couldn't help but sink, Shang Xiaozhi, Qiu Yiping and others had not yet spoken, but Miaoxiu, who had been silent next to him, couldn't help but speak: "Amitabha, Master Chu said this wrong......

"Oh, am I wrong?" Chu Tianjian frowned, he couldn't imagine that the monks of the Great Zen Temple would speak at this time, and his heart couldn't help but sink, and his already extremely bad mood couldn't help but be a few points worse.

The monk Miaoxiu smiled slightly, twisted the Buddha beads and said lightly: "This Qingyun view is the remaining vein of Kunwu is a true thing, the poor monk has been fortunate to enter the view of some times, and has seen the mastery of the Kunwu school, that view of the main spirit is the authentic personal transmission of Kunwu**, when he was lucky to escape the catastrophe, his swordsmanship, internal strength and reputation in the world, the poor monk admires the ......"

Chu Tianjian smiled and said: "Since there is a certificate from Master Miaoxiu, this Qingyunguan is really the remnant of the Kunwu faction, hehe, this time it seems that Chu is lonely and unheard......" Chu Tianjian's words were clear, but in his heart it was like turning the river and the sea, it seems that the relationship between this great Zen Temple and Qingyunguan is not ordinary, a small sect has such a deep background, the young master wants to take revenge on this kid's plan should be cautious, so as not to accidentally offend so many forces.

There was some intrigue on the viewing platform, but Ye Qingxuan finally waited for his opponent on the competition platform, the "Silver Halberd General" Cen Peng.

This Cen Peng is in his early thirties, with a height of 180 cm, a thin waist and broad shoulders, a face like a crown of jade, upright facial features, two eight-character sharp sword eyebrows, a pair of big leopard eyes, and a short beard under the chin.

Qing Sè samurai uniform, a large silk luan with a waist, a robe of stars and flowers, a sword at the waist, and a huge bright silver halberd in his hand.

Seeing the sound of the three-way drum, Fang Cai came in a hurry, and as soon as he came on stage, he bowed to Ye Qingxuan, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry for this little road chief, Shicai Cen has something important to delay, and he is late for a moment, please ......forgive me."

Ye Qingxuanyi seems to be very polite, and they all say that the "halberd monster" Xing Aotian is hot-tempered and weird, looking at his apprentice today, his temper is good, although the master is like, the apprentice may not be what he is, but under the influence of this ear and eye, even if the xìng grid is different, it will definitely not be the opposite, it seems that the rumors may not be true. Anyway, this man is worth knowing.

Ye Qingxuan shook off the dust, and said with a smile: "Amitayus, Brother Cen is laughing, the poor road has just arrived, Brother Cen doesn't have to be polite." I have long heard that the martial arts skills of the old-timers of Yangzhou are unique in the world, and now Ye is fortunate to be able to try his skills with the old-timers of the criminals, and he is really happy. Today, Rì and Brother Cen will meet friends with martial arts, no matter whether we win or lose later, you and I will have a drink together, okay?"

Cen Peng laughed and said proudly: "It's rare for Brother Ye to afford it, how can Cen not accompany him." But the sword and gun have no eyes, and Cen Mou's halberd will not be merciful......"

Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Okay, it's not a good man to show mercy to your subordinates, and you should let it go." Brother Cen, please-"

"Please—"

The referee on the side saw that the two had given a salute, and after the conversation, an order was given, and a gong sounded next to the "dang", and the competition officially began.

Hum -

The bright silver halberd in Cen Peng's hand swiped in front of him, bringing out a silver ray, which was suddenly horizontal on his chest, standing still, but it was imposing, and he really had the demeanor of a famous man.

Cen Peng smiled slightly, and said coldly: "Brother Ye, you offended ......"

As soon as the words fell, he stepped forward, the bright silver halberd in his hand was more than 20 meters away from Ye Qingxuan, and when he split his head, a silver-white sword was formed, and the halberd attacked, and then Cen Peng took a step forward, and the halberd took advantage of the trend to pick it up, and it was another silver mang, and then further, the halberd slashed horizontally, and another gang qi struck out......

Within a breath, the bright silver halberd in Cen Peng's hand slashed horizontally and vertically, and swung out eighteen swords in a row, like a blooming silver flower, rushing towards Ye Qingxuan like a storm, and at the same time, Cen Peng also took eighteen steps forward and quickly approached Ye Qingxuan.

Before the silver mang reached the body, it was already sharp, and the cold air immediately filled the audience.

This move is exactly the "Halberd Monster" Punishment Aotian's must-kill move - [Eighteen Serial Silver Blossoms]! )