Chapter Eighty-Five: Factional Rivalry

"Haha, good, well done, for this Xue Ziling, you should press all the way to the bottom and knock him out of the ring. Feng Sanshao shouted and said, his hanging heart was put down, seeing Fan Chen directly knock Xue Ziling out of the ring, not to mention how cool it was, at this time, many participating disciples in the branch hall seemed extremely excited, and even Yang Wanquan, who was watching the battle, couldn't stop smiling, this battle was indeed enjoyable.

At this time, many disciples watching the battle were in a state of stunned, and they didn't expect that Fan Chen was actually the winning side, which was completely different from the result they thought of.

However, those elite disciples still did not take Fanchen in their eyes, and everyone who understood knew that Fanchen won so easily, completely due to Xue Ziling's conceit, although they had to deny that Fanchen had so much strength, besides, Xue Ziling had never been in their eyes.

Because, Xue Ziling, relying on his talent and profound background, usually oppresses ordinary disciples, but he is not very keen on cultivation, Luan Niao's incident is a living example, although it ended in failure, which also led to the fact that Xue Ziling can be said to be the weakest xenomorph spirit root of the Sword Sect.

However, I have to say that after this battle, Fan Chen shined once, even if he didn't care about him anymore, they silently remembered the name Fan Chen.

At this point, the first round of the competition is coming to an end, today's first round of the competition, although the battle of Fan Chen against Xue Ziling is called wonderful, but the results of the entire ninth branch hall are not satisfactory, this battle, the thirty participating disciples, were directly eliminated by half, it can be seen that the strength level of the disciples of this sect is indeed a step higher than the disciples of the fourth hall.

After the end of the first round, it is to eliminate the disciples and then fight, the winner will still compete, and the loser will only be eliminated, and Fan Chen and the others have no need to stay, so they decided to go back to their residence first to recharge for the second round of the competition.

When the four of Fan Chen came out of the crowd, they found an extremely resentful gaze looking at Fan Chen and the others, no need to think, the owner of this gaze was Xue Ziling who was knocked out of the ring by Fan Chen, at this time his eyes should be ruthless, how ruthless it is, since he was born, his face has only been wet twice, and the initiators are all Fan Chen, and this time, even more than the last time, was directly in front of everyone to be cultivated to be lower than his own Fan Chen laid the ring, is there anything more humiliating than this.

"You four, don't run into me again, or you'll look good. Xue Ziling said fiercely, Xue Ziling at this time had a blue nose and swollen face, when he said this, with this expression, it suddenly made everyone feel very happy.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Xue, you still have to think about it, why don't you be eliminated with this appearance of yours, if you are eliminated, you will be on the ring, and you won't be able to meet us. Fan Chen said with a smile, he knocked Xue Ziling out of the ring, and he didn't forget to make up for it at this time.

"You........ You guys......... Hmph!" Xue Ziling was so angry, he didn't know what to say, for the mortal dust god mending knife, his angry face was a burst of red, a burst of white, this place really couldn't stay anymore, he turned around and left directly, no matter how much he said, it was useless, only by defeating them could he wash away his shame.

For Fan Chen's divine mending knife, everyone gave a thumbs up, and then walked directly down the mountain, Sword Emperor Peak, as the most sacred peak of the Sword Sect, is not allowed to travel in the sky, and you have to rely on two legs to go up and down the mountain, but in Fan Chen and the others, without paying attention, there is a line of disciples who quietly followed.

Everyone walked on the mountain path, admiring the scenery of the small world of the Sword Sect, as the highest peak in the entire small world, they could see the scenery of the entire small world of the Sword Sect, and when everyone walked halfway up the mountain, Fan Chen found the person who was following them, and the spiritual power that had been cultivated for so long was not in vain.

"Friends, after following for so long, can you show up?" Fan Chen stopped and said, hearing Fan Chen's words, Feng Sanshao and the others looked tight, someone actually followed them, they didn't find out, but it is certain that the people who came will not attack them, and no one will be so stupid when they do it at Sword Emperor Peak.

Sure enough, Fan Chen's voice fell, and there was applause behind him, "Haha, it's really vigilant enough, it's not a loss to be the four true disciples of the Ninth Branch Hall." I saw several white-clothed young men behind him, with extraordinary momentum, all of them were elite disciples.

"Is it you, what are we talking about?Could it be that the first disciple of Phantom Sword Peak likes to do this stealing business?" Teng Zixuan recognized the person and said unceremoniously.

"Looking at this posture, it seems that we are not welcome. The man at the head crossed his hands and said condescendingly.

"We don't welcome people who steal chickens and dogs. Feng Sanshao said unceremoniously, no matter who you are, let's talk about it first, no matter if you have any background behind you, you are this character, not afraid of things.

"Hehe, as sinners of the Sword Sect, your tone is not small, and you dare to be so rampant. The man in charge said with a sneer, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he put a big hat on everyone.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was happy, "We are sinners of the Sword Sect? How can we not know that we have become sinners of the Sword Sect?" ”

"Just because you killed the people of the Xiao family in Yushan, and took the Luan Bird in their hands, which seriously damaged the relationship between my Sword Sect and the Xiao family. The man at the head said with a cold storage.

"Oh, this is the sin in your mouth? So, even if we are guilty, I don't know what Mo Ruoming, the first disciple of the Phantom Sword Peak, plans to do with us. Teng Zixuan suddenly became angry, and said with a smile, it is really a crime to add to it, and there is no excuse.

"To confess your guilt, it is natural to hand over the Luanniao cubs and make amends to the Xiao family, so as to make up for the relationship between our two factions. Mo Ruoming said with a sneer.

Now everyone understands, what is guilty, the purpose is to let them hand over the Luan Niao in their hands, and for this reason, they do not hesitate to put a big hat on everyone, this abacus is not an ordinary sound, and the first disciple of this Phantom Sword Peak is more conceited than Xue Ziling, and people are just going to rob it.

"If we don't confess, don't you want to do it here? Teng Zixuan said coldly, her temper was so violent that she almost didn't hit anyone.

"Naturally not, this is the Sword Emperor Peak, lend me a hundred guts, and I don't dare to do it here, I came here this time, just to tell you that if you obediently hand over the Luan Bird now, we can still let you live, but if you are obsessed, then, it depends on whether you have the life to leave the Sword Sect." Mo Ruoming said with a smile.

"Yes, we're going to see what you can do to get us out of the sect. The four of them said disapprerovingly, "Doesn't this guy talk big without drafting?"

"Looks like you're not going to hand it over, so let's wait and see. Mo Ruoming said, and after speaking, he didn't linger anymore, and turned around and left directly, this is the posture of leaving after the cruel words.

At this time, Teng Zixuan's face gradually became solemn, "Senior Sister Xuan'er, is there anything wrong with this person? Everyone looked at Teng Zixuan, whose face was solemn, and asked curiously, a Mo Ruoming, wouldn't it be so dignified.

"You don't know, this person is the first disciple of the Phantom Sword Blade, and this Phantom Sword Peak can be said to be the leader of the Pro-Xiao faction. Teng Zixuan explained.

Everyone listened with a puzzled face, they had never heard of the word pro-Xiao faction, and this pro-Xiao faction didn't sound like a good thing, it seemed that it had the meaning of doing something to them.

"Listen to the old man of my family, the Xiao family of Yushan has produced a five-element spiritual root, as long as it does not die in the future, it will be a powerhouse of the Megatron Continent, which is also destined for the Xiao family to rise in the future, and if the Xiao family expands its power, our Sword Sect is close to the Xiao family, and it is very likely that it will be the first object of erosion, and my Sword Sect has no talented disciples to compete with at all. ”

"Therefore, within my Sword Sect, after feeling the huge pressure, it was gradually divided into three factions, one was the main battle faction, the other was neutral, and the other row was the pro-Xiao faction, we indirectly killed so many strong people of the Xiao family this time, and it was even more of a tiger's mouth, and it undoubtedly became a thorn in the side of the pro-Xiao faction, they didn't want us to have a conflict with the Xiao family. "Take a hundred plating, and read the latest chapter of "The Way of Mortal Dust, Zun Claw Library" for free for the first time.