"Wow! My goddess! It's finally out again! ”

"Goddess! Goddess! ”

"I'm so excited, this year's Huashan Sword Debate is really not in vain!"

……

Now, no one pays attention to the mountain and the wind, and everyone looks at the eleven giant trees with a glossy gaze, and can't help but babble nonsense.

Among them, the Sanwu Alliance has the loudest voice.

Other sects are constrained by some rules, and the Lingyu Sanren here in the Sanwu Alliance basically don't care, as long as they have good results, whatever the rules, they are all fake.

"Fang Lin is out, and she is more beautiful than the last time I saw her."

"The last time you saw someone? It's in a dream, right? ”

"you, don't say that grapes are sour if you can't eat ordinary, I've really seen it."

"Ahh The dream heart with Fang Lin is so cute! My favorite! ”

"Look, look, the little princess of the Qin family has come out, a super beautiful Lori beautiful girl! I've never dreamed of anything so beautiful. ”

"Dance lightly! Dance lightly! White clothes and white pants, light as a fairy! Real people are much more beautiful than on the screen, really beautiful! ”

"Huangfu Rongruo also came out, the country is overwhelmed, the country is beautiful, how do I feel like I'm dreaming!"

"Who's that? That's not going to be ......"

Everyone stared at the bottom of one of the giant trees, and there was an uproar.

The Tianmei faction has five Huashan swords, and no one came.

The Tianmei faction, like the Xinli faction, has always been a single lineage, and the acceptance of apprentices is extremely strict, and those who are not talented will not be accepted, and those who are not destined will not be accepted.

Even if the inheritance is broken and the portal is broken, these two rules cannot be changed, so in history, these two factions have been out of generation, and I don't know how the successors behind them will take over the inheritance that has been broken.

If the two factions don't say it, the world doesn't know it.

And the Tianmei faction is more likely to have a broken dynasty than the Xinli faction, because he has a stricter one, and he will not accept non-peerless beauties.

Therefore, there are often empty seats for the two factions on the Huashan Debate.

The place where everyone was accustomed to the empty Tianmei faction actually turned out from behind the giant tree.

The Tianmei faction has a successor again?

Who isn't paying attention at the moment?

Even the old sect masters of each faction only knew that the Tianmei faction would participate in this Huashan Sword Debate, as for who it was, no one knew before this.

There must be only one person in each generation of the Tianmei faction, and one person is the faction, that is, the master of this faction.

And it will be a woman, and it will be a peerless beauty.

The master of the Tianmei Sect walked slowly, dressed in ancient costume, like a dream, which made people can't help but have the illusion of being in the ancient martial arts era.

The rumors are true, and Tianmei is not peerless.

After being amazed, someone exclaimed in a low voice: "Then, isn't that Wei Yiran, the president of the Wei family's Qingyun Group and Huaxia Sanmei?" ”

"It's really her, it's really her."

"Yes, only Huaxia Sanmei is qualified to become the successor of the Tianmei faction."

"I didn't expect to see Huaxia Sanmei at the same time today, it's really worth this life, it's worth this life!"

Wei Yiran swayed lightly with long sleeves, sat down gracefully, her eyes wandered, and she glanced at the audience with a smile.

Almost everyone in the audience felt their hearts flutter in unison, even the Lingyu Sanren who didn't know when to open his eyes.

The sect elders of the various factions condensed slightly, instantly dispelling the influence brought by Wei Yiran.

The Grandmaster inhaled deeply, worked with his strength, and forcibly moved his gaze away.

Others, both men and women, were still looking at Wei Yiran stupidly, and there was only Wei Yiran in their eyes at this time.

In their hearts, everyone felt that together with the dance light spirit and Huangfu Rongruo for Huaxia Sanmei, they were not as good as Wei Yiran at this moment.

The sky is charming, and it is naturally unparalleled.

Wei Yiran's eyes flickered, staring at Shan Wufeng, who was looking down and nibbling on watermelons, and smiled slightly.

Shan Wufeng, whose beard was covered with watermelon dregs, puffed out his cheeks, and muttered indistinctly: "Little goblin! ”

Before Shan Wufeng came in, except for Wei Yiran, all the beauties were already here, but there were too many beauties this time, so much so that the scene was too hot.

In addition to the chattering in their respective camps and staring at those few people who were always staring at the wolf, there were also many groups of people who were not afraid of death who came forward to greet them, and it was useless for their teachers and parents to scold and discipline, and they could not be disabled on the spot.

Therefore, several beauties had no choice but to avoid behind the giant tree, in exchange for a period of purity.

But now, it's chaotic again.

"Quiet!"

This year, it is the Fang family who hosts the Huashan Sword, and the host is naturally also a member of the Fang family.

Fang Hu is the housekeeper of the Fang family, in his forties, with profound martial arts, he was in the realm of the Grandmaster a few years ago, and is known as the Tiger in the Southeast.

Therefore, his shout has a bit of tiger roar, shaking the mountains and forests, and trembling in his heart.

Everyone was shocked, and they came to their senses, and they couldn't help but secretly shout that the Tianmei Sect exercises were really powerful, but they were just ordinary movements, naturally revealed, and people couldn't help but be secretly vigilant at the moment.

Although he was vigilant, he still couldn't help but look at it secretly and think about it secretly.

Fang Hu is not tall, but he is powerful, a pair of tiger eyes glanced at the audience coldly, and said: "I won't say much about the rules, everyone knows it, and if you don't know it, ask your relatives and friends if you don't know." Huashan on the sword, now, begins. The first is the challenge of freedom. ”

"Here we go!"

"Here we go!"

……

The excitement kept coming.

"Here we go!"

Song Tong was also excited, the fat meat on his face was trembling, and he said to Shan Wufeng, who was always gnawing on watermelons and didn't look up much.

Shan Wufeng was noncommittal, and continued to nibble on the watermelon in small bites.

"Phew!"

As soon as Fang Hu's words fell, he heard someone shouting, and then jumped into the ring. The voice was so loud that it was definitely shouted with the power of milk.

"I Broken Wind Knife Duan Yun challenged Meng Ting to avenge the shame of the last sword discussion."

This sentence is also full of strength and shouted loudly.

"I'm fighting with the Wind Sword Meng Ting."

Another figure rushed into the ring, with the same loud voice, not losing Duan Yun at all.

At the moment of beauty, how can she not work hard to get attention, the two voices can't be distinguished, and as soon as they look at each other, they immediately pounce on each other with red eyes.

"Brother Shan, although this Yun and Meng Ting are a little showy in their appearances, they are really not weak under their hands, of course, this can't get into Brother Shan's eyes, hehe."

Song Tong smiled and looked at Shan Wufeng, who was still in Ken watermelon, and felt a little speechless, these eight pieces of watermelon, Shan Wufeng only ate the second piece.

"Five years ago, the two competed once, and Duan Yun lost one move on the sixty-first move."

Song Tong took a look at the two who were fighting hotly in the ring, glanced at the big beauties by the way, and continued: "These two people have worked hard in the past five years, and they are much stronger than five years ago. But Duan Yun's knife style is more than fierce and not flexible, and Meng Ting's sword moves are fluctuating but he loses calmly, so they really can't see whether they win or lose this battle, who does Brother Shan think will win? ”

"Duan Yun." The mountain chewed the watermelon without raising his head.

Song Tong's eyes flashed, and he looked carefully at the two people who seemed to be fighting for life and death in the ring, but in his heart he didn't think much of Shan Wufeng's words, you didn't even raise your head, how do you know who loses and who wins? The current situation is obviously that Meng Ting has the upper hand steadily.

Thinking so in his heart, Song Tong still had that greasy smile on his face, and nodded lightly, as if I felt the same way.

The fight in the ring was fierce, and everyone in the audience was also very cheering, shouting and shouting from time to time, shouting and peeking at a few beauties, and screaming louder when they looked at it, it seemed that the louder they were, the more beautiful women could notice themselves.

shouted good in his mouth, but cursed the two in his heart, "These two grandsons ran too fast, and they robbed the limelight of the first scene that was concerned by beautiful women." ”

When! Boom!

Meng Ting was forced to the edge of the ring by Duan Yun, and then slashed down the ring with a knife.

After five years of shame, Duan Yun put away the knife behind him, looked up at the sky, looked like a lonely master, and did not forget to leave the best side to the side of the beauty.

"Good!"

The people below applauded fiercely, and Duan Yun was infinitely proud in his heart.

"I broke the sand and sent Lu Bushui to challenge the Xishui faction Qingyue, and a few days ago he dared to steal my cattle, and I will fight with him."

As soon as Duan Yun took a pose, everyone applauded, and immediately jumped on a person and shouted as loudly as he had done before.

The atmosphere of the whole debate was warm, and the challenges were continuous, some of which succeeded in challenging and some of which failed.

The grandmasters and elders of the various families also looked at this scene with a smile, such a good martial atmosphere, it was really much better than before, no matter whether they succeeded or failed, many people showed a level far beyond the usual.

But gradually they stopped laughing, and the reason for the challenge shouted by the person on stage was too unserious.

"Because he glared at me yesterday."

"He stepped on me yesterday."

"He's always bragging in front of me, it's annoying!"

"He didn't look at my girlfriend the right way."

"He called my girlfriend."

"He even has a picture of the goddess of my dreams."

……

What is this?

The teachers of each faction blew their beards angrily and glared, and the disciples who were caught were a training, but it didn't work, everyone riveted enough to grab the stage, and those who grabbed it were in a hurry to show themselves, and they simply forgot that they didn't have any need to come up to challenge, so they just talked nonsense.

Fang Hu had the urge to pause Huashan's sword debate.

Finally, after a young man who looked more serious successfully grabbed the stage, he spoke seriously without thinking about it: "I think, I think, I want to challenge, I want to challenge......