“……”

“……”

At this moment, whether on or off the stage, everyone held their breath and quietly looked at the man who was like a god, and their eyes were full of shock.

Who would have thought that it was such a young man who looked like he was no more than the age of a weak crown, and not only did he not fall behind in the face of Peng Chang who had the upper hand and returned to the peak, but Chu Yuhong of Chaoyang Peak not only did not fall behind, but slapped everyone in the simplest way, with the strongest combat power, and completely slapped everyone in the face.

Being able to defeat Chu Yuhong with one sword, or even more so being able to cultivate only as 'condensing qi into a sword' without the divine sword being unsheathed, this hand alone is enough to make many disciples out of reach.

"This person has reached the realm of transformation with one hand, if the chances of winning against him in the future are quite low."

"Yes, yes, and you can see that the sword box he carries behind him, and the divine sword hidden in it, has never been unsheathed."

"Could it be that his cultivation has already reached the eighth level of the 'Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao'?"

"It shouldn't be, if his cultivation really reaches that Cheng dù, doesn't it mean that he can fight with Senior Brother Qi?"

The silence was followed by shock, and everyone under the ring was whispering and discussing at the moment.

Became famous in two wars.

If it was just a coincidence that some people had questioned Jiang Yuye's victory over Chu Yuhong of Chaoyang Peak, then this competition undoubtedly did not prove his strong strength and ......

That freewheeling heart.

Looking at the white-clothed young man in the ring, Dao Xuan Zhenren's calm face couldn't help but show a smile: "Not bad, not bad, I didn't expect that I could 'condense into a sword' on a rainy night, it seems that I'm going to be a big fan of Qingyunmen." ”

Ignoring the Cangsong Daoist beside him and the white-bearded elder, Dao Xuan Zhenren muttered to himself, as if the other qiē had nothing to do with him.

Cangsong Dao and the white-bearded elder glanced at each other, and finally the white-bearded elder walked up to the stage slowly, and then said to Jiang Yuye: "You have won." ”

Hearing the announced result, Jiang Yuye smiled and nodded, then turned his head to look at Peng Chang, who was looking at him with admiration on the ground, and said, "Senior Brother Peng has conceded." ”

"Senior Brother Jiang's Taoism is sharp and his cultivation is high, Peng admires and admires, and I hope that in the remaining rounds, Senior Brother Jiang can continue to move forward and reach the 'semi-finals', and then Peng will go to cheer for you."

He fell to the ground, bleeding from seven wounds, but as a man at the time, he knew exactly what was going on in his body.

Eventually......

At that last moment, Jiang Yuye still kept his hand, so that Peng Chang was not injured much.

Send and receive with ease.

Although Peng Chang was still a little shocked in his heart, in the end, all his unwillingness could only turn into a sigh.

He knew that he was not Jiang Yuye's opponent, but the other party's spirit and temperament were all the best choices, and if he lost the heart of fighting, coupled with the other party's reservation, he naturally chose to cheer for the other party.

"Then Senior Brother is here, thank you Senior Brother Peng first." Nodding, Jiang Yuye jumped out of the ring without continuing to procrastinate.

There are many disciples around, but none of them dare to come up and talk, one is that Jiang Yuye is a newcomer, and the other is that no one who comes here to watch the battle knows him.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuye shook his head with a wry smile, and then walked in front of Dao Xuan Zhenren and Cangsong Immortal, and said, "Uncle Sect Master, Uncle Cangsong,

The disciples have something to ask for. ”

"You say." Very happy in his heart, Dao Xuan Zhenren waved his hand to signal that Jiang Yuye could speak clearly.

And Cang Song Immortal saw Dao Xuan Zhenren speak, but he was surprisingly silent at the moment, but his majestic eyes became deeper and deeper.

Looking at Dao Xuan's happy appearance, Jiang Yuye groaned slightly, and then asked tentatively: "Uncle Master, you should also know about my bet with Uncle Shuiyue, right?" ”

"Of course I know." Restraining his smile, Dao Xuan Zhenren nodded.

"Then you think ......"

Speaking of this, Jiang Yuye was very witty and kept silent.

Because he knows that it touches his own master, Dao Xuan, the head of Qingyun, has always been very sensitive.

After all, no matter what, only a few people knew about the events of the past, so it was naturally inappropriate for Wan Jianyi to show up as a scapegoat.

"If you win, everyone will naturally rejoice, but if you lose......"

Looking at the nervous Jiang Yuye in front of him, Dao Xuan Zhenren rarely sold a pass, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that what you want in your heart will never be realized." ”

Jiang Yuye's eyes widened when he said this.

What do I have in mind?

Don't......

Dao Xuan, an old immortal, has the ability to read minds?

No, I remember that the world of 'Zhu Xian' should not have this magical power.

Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Yuye could never guess what Dao Xuan Zhenren's meaningful words meant, and in desperation, he could only cautiously ask again: "That ......"

"I don't know if the master knows what the disciple wants?"