Li Tianyou thought he had succeeded, stood up from the ground, and looked at the appearance of the nine-headed demon dog at the moment, I am afraid that he had suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

"Boy, it's good that Elder Ben came in time, otherwise your life would have been lost here. ”

I saw Elder Gray Leaf walking in from outside the door, and he was also holding a token in his hand, and the token had two big characters "Mingquan" written on it, which was shining.

"This is Guan Lingyun who was possessed by the nine-headed demon dog, if the pavilion master hadn't given this token to the old man in advance, the old man really wouldn't have been able to control this monster!" Elder Gray Leaf glanced at the nine-headed demon dog on the ground.

Li Tianyou glanced at the palm token in his hand, and then glanced at the token in Elder Gray Leaf's hand, according to what Elder Gray Leaf said, it was he who saved his life with the token in his hand, but the palm order in his hand was useless at all?

As soon as he thought of this, Li Tianyou broke out in a cold sweat, if this was the case, Elder Gray Leaf was one step late, and I was afraid that he would really die at the hands of the nine-headed demon dog.

The nine-headed demon dog was lying on the ground at the moment, and he slowly got up from the ground, he first glanced at Elder Gray Leaf, then glanced at Elder Gray Leaf's token, and then glanced at Li Tianyou and said: "Li Tianyou, you can't be so lucky every time, I will definitely kill you the next time we meet!"

"Brush!"

The body of the nine-headed demon dog disappeared in place, apparently leaving.

"Elder Gray Leaf, go after it, you will run away without going to the nine-headed demon dog. Li Tianyou said anxiously to Elder Gray Leaf.

Who knew that Elder Gray Leaf smiled instead: "Chase, what is the old man chasing, the nine-headed demon dog is a wind attribute beast, the speed is so fast that it is difficult to find an opponent even in the demigods, can the old man chase it, is he saying that his current realm is not high, but it is difficult to guarantee that he will not suddenly improve, the old man is not necessarily his opponent, if he can't beat him, he will not be ashamed to be killed?"

It turned out that Elder Gray Leaf was afraid that he wouldn't be able to defeat the nine-headed demon dog.

Li Tianyou instantly despised Elder Gray Leaf.

"Boy, what are you thinking, you have to know that if the old man hadn't saved you just now, I'm afraid you would have been eaten by that beast. Elder Grey Leaf was a little angry.

Li Tianyou had no choice but to laugh and say: "The teacher's ability is naturally known to the students, but they don't know what the teacher is doing when he suddenly comes to the students?"

"What's the matter? The pavilion master wants to see you, after all, you have committed a big sin before, and the sin has not been eliminated, tell the old man about your experience in the infernal realm, it seems that you didn't kill the nine-headed demon dog, but you don't have to panic, the old man pleaded for you in front of the pavilion master, die or not, at most go to the precept hall for a few years. ”

Li Tianyou nodded, and told his experience in the Infernal Realm, when he heard that Li Tianyou had killed Zheng Ming, the beloved disciple of Fang Teng's demigod, Elder Gray Leaf's face turned pale, and when he heard that Li Tianyou had killed Guan Lingyun, the first disciple of the Immortal Cloud Pavilion, Elder Gray Leaf interrupted Li Tianyou's conversation.

"Don't say it again, the old man can't help with your affairs, let's go and see the pavilion master, and we will naturally find out when the time comes." ”

After saying this, Elder Gray Leaf had beads of sweat all over his forehead, and the disaster that Li Tianyou had caused was no longer something that he could bear as a gray-clothed elder.

Above the golden palace in the clouds, it is very lively at the moment.

The master of the Mingquan Pavilion was lying on the chair and had the feeling of looking down on all beings. And Chen Wusheng, the master of the Immortal Cloud Pavilion, was also floating in mid-air, ensuring that his vision could be the same as that of the Mingquan Pavilion Master.

The heavyweights between the two pavilions were almost all there, and there were dozens of gray-clothed elders standing behind Chen Wusheng, among which there were several gold-robed elders, and the elders of the Mingquan Pavilion were also standing beside the Mingquan Pavilion Master.

Yin Yunzi coughed, breaking the embarrassment of the scene.

"The two pavilions sent disciples below the nine-headed realm to fight each other, and they were not allowed to use magic weapons above the Hundred Ming Artifact, and they were not allowed to use pill bonuses, and the two fought until the winner was decided. ”

Xianyun Pavilion sent a monk who looked like an old dragon bell, his forehead was full of wrinkles, and only skin and bones were left on his head, if you didn't look closely, it was like a scalp wrapped around bones. And the legs and feet are also very thin, and if the wind is a little stronger, I am afraid that they will be blown down.

But when they saw this person appear, the many elders of the Mingquan Pavilion did not have a trace of relaxed expression on their faces, but instead had a solemn expression.

This person is Xu Zhenjie, the former first disciple of the Pavilion Master of Xianyun Pavilion, Xu Zhenjie was also the No. 1 Tianjiao of the Megatron Cloud Pavilion about twenty years ago, but it is said that the cultivation of Xianyun Gong went crazy, causing the realm to retreat overnight, and she could no longer surpass the peak of the Eight Desolations, and she has not made any further progress in the past twenty years, so she has gradually become unpopular, but her strength and actual combat ability are definitely above Guan Lingyun.

Xu Zhenjie saluted Yin Yunzi and said, "Great Elder, if you hand over later, the sword has no eyes, and I accidentally kill the disciples of Mingquan Pavilion, is there not too much of a problem."

Yin Yunzi glanced at the master of Mingquan Pavilion, and found that she didn't say anything, so she nodded and said, "As long as you don't kill yourself, of course life and death in the ring competition are your destiny." ”

Xu Zhenjie laughed, and with his almost skull-like head, the scalps of the people present tingled for a while.

The golden-robed elder on this side of the Mingquan Pavilion said with a smile: "Great Elder, Xu Zhenjie is a senior figure, this kind of character can also fight between disciples?"

"Xu Zhenjie is just an ordinary disciple in Xianyun Pavilion, and his realm has not broken through the peak of the Eight Desolation Realm, this can be seen by the Great Elder of the Hidden Cloud Realm, since the realm is not suddenly at the peak of the Eight Desolation Realm is still my disciple of the Immortal Cloud Pavilion, why can't you fight, or are you scared?" Jiang Fan, the golden-robed elder on the side of the Xianyun Pavilion, said with a smile.

Han Xiao said angrily: "Jiang Fan Lao'er, what kind of bullshit are you talking about, I will be afraid of you in Mingquan Pavilion, do you want to fight with me first, come on!"

"Whoever is afraid of whom, fight!"

Hidden Yunzi was obviously a little displeased, and he slammed his foot on the ground, bringing a layer of ripple-like momentum to spread around.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

The momentum was extremely powerful, except for the Mingquan Pavilion Lord and Chen Wusheng, who were still calm, even the golden-robed elders were obviously a little uncomfortable.

Yin Yunzi's move was to tell the people present to be careful when they spoke, after all, there was still him, the Great Elder of the Cloud Pavilion, present.

After the momentum passed, seeing that no one dared to speak, Yin Yunzi said: "Xu Zhenjie's conditions do meet the requirements of the disciples to fight, there is no problem." ”

Hearing the Great Elder say this, Xu Zhenjie laughed even louder.

"Remnant Star and Xiaoyue, who will go to Mingquan Pavilion first?" Xu Zhenjie knew that there were only two of them in the Xuanbang martial artists of Mingquan Pavilion, so he directly named the two of them.

Xiaoyue turned her head to look at the Mingquan Pavilion Lord, wanting to ask her what she meant, but the Mingquan Pavilion Master nodded, signaling that Xiaoyue could make a move.

"Huh!"

Xiaoyue appeared in the center of the Golden Palace, and everyone retreated when they saw this, leaving a large open space in the center for the two of them.

Hidden Yunzi also retreated far away.

Xu Zhenjie said with a smile: "Sister Xiaoyue is so handsome, if she accidentally gets scratched on her face, it won't be easy to do." ”

Xiaoyue was disgusted when she heard this, and leaned down to prepare for a competition after saluting.

Xu Zhenjie's eyes flashed with murderous insight, and he didn't bow down to return the salute, but pulled out the saber on his waist and stabbed it forward, stabbing Xiaoyue's heart.

Xiaoyue was caught off guard by this sudden attack, and was first stabbed in the chest, and then retreated violently.

At this moment, Xu Zhenjie's little eyes were shining with an evil light, and blood beads were dripping from the sword in his hand. It was the one who had just stabbed Xiaoyue and left behind.

"Soldiers don't get tired of cheating, Senior Sister Xiaoyue, it's only because you're too young. ”

Although this practice made everyone present scold despicable in their hearts, especially the people of Mingquan Pavilion. But as long as the final winner is Xu Zhenjie, and the one who survives is him, everything is not so important.

"Xiaoyue's combat experience is still insufficient!" Chu Baiyi said with emotion, although he also scolded Xu Zhenjie for being despicable in his heart, but victory or defeat is the most important thing.

Xiaoyue was stabbed by Xu Zhenjie at this moment, and she had to cover her chest with her hands, she didn't expect that there would be someone in Yunzhong Pavilion who would sneak attack before the competition.

Maybe ordinary people can't do it for the sake of fame, but this Xu Zhenjie in front of him can be said to be a person who has lost everything, and he has nothing to do but win at this moment.

Xu Zhenjie's steps moved like a ghost, and Xu Zhenjie mastered the truth that you want your life while you are sick.

"Ping!"

The two swords collided together, and Xu Zhenjie's swordsmanship was simple but attacked Xiaoyue's key positions everywhere.

Xiaoyue parried and looked very embarrassed, and forced Xu Zhenjie away with a strong sword and retreated.

I saw Xiaoyue's wrist dancing in the air, and the only way to win was to take it by surprise.

When he saw Xiaoyue's sword moves, the master of the Mingquan Pavilion, who was originally lying on the golden chair, also sat upright, looking a little concerned.

Han Xiaosheng looked at it for a while and said, "What kind of sword technique does the Xiaoyue envoy make, how is it very similar to the Izumo sword technique?"

Chu Baiyi squinted his eyes and touched the beard on his chin and said, "Although it is very similar to the Izumo swordsmanship, it doesn't seem to be the Izumo Six Style, but more like an additional sword move." ”

"Don't guess, it's the seventh style of the Izumo Sword Technique-Wind Remnant Cloud. "The master of the Mingquan Pavilion is very sure that it is the seventh style of the Izumo sword technique, because except for the person who created the sword technique, he can be said to be the most familiar with this set of sword techniques.

Han Xiaosheng said: "Is there really a last three styles of the Izumo Sword Technique?" Legend has it that it was founded by the genius Sword Qing of the Cloud Pavilion Sword Dao, and its power is even more comparable to the Holy Intent Sword Technique, so the Xiaoyue Envoy still has a glimmer of life. ”

Chu Baiyi said: "I didn't expect the luck of the Xiaoyue envoy to be so good, and to be able to get the inheritance of Jian Qing, you must know that Jian Qing is known as the title of the strongest disciple in the history of Yunzhong Pavilion." ”

As he spoke, Xiaoyue had already used the seventh and eighth Izumo swordsmanship in a row, Xu Zhenjie was not feeling good at the moment, and the pieces of frost and ice that formed on his body told him that Xiaoyue's swordsmanship would be very terrifying next.

"Take my last sword!"