At this time, Xu Lezhi was unwilling to say: "Why don't you look at me, just with my temperament and appearance, why can't people look at me?"

Su Ziyan, who was diverted from the topic, was a little speechless, and said, "Senior brother, it is not Senior Sister Liu Xian who has been staring at you, but someone else. Brother, haven't you been noticing?"

"Who?"

Hearing that a beautiful woman looked at him, Xu Lezhi immediately cheered up and hurriedly glanced around.

Lin Chen patted him on the shoulder, and silently pointed to Cheng Yiyi, who was standing alone in the distance.

Cheng Yiyi is a casual cultivator, and he can be promoted to a spirit master before the age of thirty, and he has surpassed most people in the field in terms of cultivation and talent. Apparently getting a lot of attention.

Fusang is vast, and its practitioners are far more than those of the Twelve Sects.

As the low-level scattered and secular spirituality, it will always occupy the majority of Fusang spirituality.

And with so many bases, it is naturally not surprising to walk out of a few talented casual cultivators.

It is on the high platform, and the Spirit King, who is sitting together with the high-level leaders of the great sects at this moment, also has several scattered cultivation backgrounds from time to time.

Moreover, because the living environment of casual cultivation is far worse than that of ordinary sect spirituality and even family spirituality, life and death fights are almost commonplace.

Therefore, the spiritual cultivators who are generally able to fight their way out of the scattered cultivation and come to the foreground will have a combat effectiveness that is unknown to those of the same level of spiritual cultivation.

Of course...... This is also a casual practice that can get ahead. A large number of innate and even acquired casual cultivation, but they can't get out of it even when they die.

But even so, if these loose practices and the family spirituality are integrated, they are also a big force.

This is also the reason why this martial arts meeting, the Sword Moon Sect will allow many loose cultivators and family spirituality to participate together.

At this moment, Cheng Yiyi obviously won easily, and as soon as he stepped down from the martial arts stage, several men immediately followed, smiling and complimenting on their faces, and there were even many sect spiritual cultivators.

There will never be a shortage of suitors around outstanding women, this is an unbreakable truth among countless senior sisters.

Cheng Yiyi was promoted to a spirit master before the age of thirty with a loose cultivation body, and the probability of being able to successfully break through to become a spirit king in the future is even greater than that of ordinary sect spirit masters.

Coupled with its beautiful appearance, it is natural that many people will talk to him.

Cheng Yiyi retracted her gaze, squeezed out a smile, and dealt with the man next to her familiarly.

As a delicate-looking nun with a lot of experience in dealing with such situations.

Xu Le walked over with the steel net, and saw Cheng Yiyi looking back, but instead dealt with the cultivator next to him, and his heart was inexplicably suffocated.

Lin Chen saw Xu Lezhi's appearance, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, do you want to go up and swear sovereignty?

Xu Lezhi's tone was inexplicably a little jealous, and said: "What is there to go, people may be chatting happily now!"

Su Ziyan's eyes continued to wander over Xu Lezhi and Cheng Yiyi, and she suddenly had a vague guess in her heart.

But she is not a gossip person like Deng Xiangshan, she likes to talk about everything. At this time, he just glanced at it silently and didn't say much.

The competition of the disciples of the Heavenly Wolf Sect has gradually ended, and most of them have turned around at this moment. Looking at the dejected appearance of your fellow disciples, it is obvious that the record is average.

There were a total of twelve Heavenly Wolf Sect disciples who participated in the competition this time, but only half of them won at the moment.

As soon as Deng Xiangshan came back, she shouted and said, "That person from the Seven Treasure Pavilion is too terrifying." The spiritual object and spiritual treasure are the same as those who don't want money, and they obviously cultivate to be similar to me!

The disciples in the Seven Treasure Pavilion will send spiritual objects when they enter the door. Lingbao, as well as Xuan-level martial arts. The extravagance of its means is the best in Fusang.

This is something that no one can envy.

Chang Sihui said lightly: "Even if people don't use Lingbao, with that Xiaocheng-level Tianyuan Palm, you are not an opponent." ”

Looking at Chang Sihui's appearance, he won the competition. It's just that for some reason, Chang Sihui, who was kind in the past, was cut off after experiencing the Licheng incident, but his words became sharper and sharper, and he was not afraid of offending people at all.

Fortunately, although Deng Xiangshan is gossipy, she is also a big-hearted person.

Hearing Chang Sihui's words, he didn't get angry, but complained: "Senior Sister Chang, why are you still helping others speak." I lost the game, and you don't even comfort me. ”

Lin Chen didn't join the discussion, but just listened quietly all the time, and suddenly heard Deng Xiangshan wonder: "What about Senior Brother Bai? Why aren't you here?" ”

When they came together just now, Bai Yuan had been with everyone.

Xu Jie, who had a good relationship with Deng Xiangshan, thought for a while and said, "Maybe I'm bored, so I'm going back to the Welcome Building." After all, Senior Brother Bai can't participate in the competition. ”

"We almost went back, and we were sweating all over after a fight. It's stinky, I have to go back and take a shower quickly!" Deng Xiangshan couldn't help complaining, and asked again, "Do you want to be together?"

Those who lose the competition are directly disqualified for promotion.

Those who overcome, however, need to stay and compete in the afternoon.

Xu Jie hesitated, shook her head, and said, "Let's go back together in the afternoon." ”

......

"No. A martial arts arena, Ding Chen of the Fallen Demon Sect fought against Lin Chen, the Heavenly Wolf Gate. ”

On the gimbal, Ding Chen, who was standing behind Wen Sijun, showed a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Senior Wen, can I directly kill that kid on the stage?"

Wen Sijun's evaluation of Lin Chen was not low before, which made Ding Chen, who had always regarded himself very highly, extremely jealous in his heart.

You must know that even with Ding Chen's talent, he is known as the Spirit Emperor in the sect, but he has not received half a word of praise from Wen Sijun along the way

Wen Sijun glanced at him and said lightly: "It doesn't matter if the martial arts platform lives or dies, you can go." ”

With Wen Sijun's approval, Ding Chen suddenly had a bottom in his heart, and hurriedly said: "I will live up to the expectations of Wen's predecessors." ”

He didn't know what Wen Sijun was thinking.

With Ding Chen's potential, the Spirit King is definitely able to achieve it, and he is even expected to be promoted to the Spirit Emperor in the future.

But compared to Lin Chen, it is still far inferior.

Being able to cultivate a martial art to the fullest in the spirit stage, or even faintly complete, can perceive a trace of Dao Yun.

This kind of genius can no longer be viewed with ordinary eyes.

So in Wen Sijun's heart, as long as Ding Chen can kill Lin Chen, then even if Jian Liujia is furious afterwards. The worst result is just to let Ding Chen die.

Using a Spirit King-level disciple in exchange for a genius like Lin Chen, who comprehends Dao Yun, this business is really too cost-effective.

What's more, this Lin Chen is not a disciple of the Sword Moon Sect at all. I don't know if Kenrokko will be annoyed by this.

Wen Sijun only glanced at him slightly, and then put the matter down. His eyes fell on the high platform, and a faint wisp of sword light appeared, which made Wen Sijun's mind hurt slightly.