"The first time, light Xiao Xiaoyi Douwu Zhenmen Nie Zhen." When the referee's voice sounded, all the sects in the audience began to speak.

"When did Qing Xiao get up?"

"yes, I've never heard of it!"

"It's true that any small sect can come to participate, and this Gongsun Sect Master can really be borne by anyone."

"It's not, Qingxiaomen, I didn't expect it to be the owner of the door, and I'm really not afraid of jokes!"

Chen Yi, who was also sitting in the audience, listened to their discussions, and his hand under the table held Shaoguang tightly, he knew that he couldn't make trouble for Xiaoyi at this time, so he could only endure it silently.

Xiaoyi stood on the platform, wearing a white gauze hat, raised in the wind, but he still couldn't see his face under the veil.

"Light Xiao Sect Master? It's a shameful guy, hahaha! Nie Zhen got on the platform, looked at Xiaoyi's white robe and plain shirt, and couldn't help but mock.

Xiaoyi looked at the man in front of him, he looked four or five years older than himself, burly, but he looked arrogant and inflated, hearing his words, Xiaoyi was not angry or annoyed, and said lightly: "If you have the ability to take off my hat, it's not too late to say this." ”

As soon as Nie Zhen heard this, he immediately became angry, and rushed towards Xiaoyi with a big knife.

A smile flashed at the corner of Xiaoyi's mouth under the white veil, so uncontrollable, he must be a rough and sloppy person, and he is good at dealing with such people.

Nie Zhen's knife rubbed all the way to the ground to produce fire, and the fire patterns on his knife complemented each other, he lifted it with one hand and slashed towards Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi stepped up, making him slash into the air.

In the air, Xiaoyi pulled out his sword, and everyone in the audience saw Xiaoyi's sword, and suddenly boiled.

"The sword he was holding turned out to be Xingyun!"

"Isn't that the Xingyun Sword of the Tianyi Sect Chenfeng Sect Master, how can it be returned to his hands?"

"Don't you know, Tianyi Gate was wiped out and slaughtered, and this sword probably also flowed into the world."

"Alas, the master of the Sword Sect of a generation was killed like this, it's really ridiculous to think about it!"

And Chen Yi was full of attention to Xiaoyi on the stage, so he was distracted, and he didn't hear their discussions, otherwise he might not really be able to hold back and not let his Shaoguang see the world.

Xiao Yi on the stage had already pulled out Xingyun at this time, Xingyun flashed a colorful sword, Xiao Yi rushed straight towards Nie Zhen and stabbed at him, Nie Zhen immediately retreated, and the power of the big sword rose up, and also rushed towards Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi crossed Xingyun and resisted his attack.

"Don't waste your efforts, your sword can't match mine." Nie Zhen's expression all showed that he was working harder, while Xiaoyi's expression was indifferent, unchanged, and effortless.

"Do you really think so?" As soon as Xiaoyi's words fell, the internal force was instantly activated, and the sword qi was shocked, and Nie Zhen was ejected to the edge of the fighting platform in an instant, almost falling.

"Is Nie really right? You haven't even touched my hat yet, and if you haven't taken off the next move, I won't have the patience to continue with you. Xiaoyi stood up straight and said softly.

Nie Zhen didn't expect that his internal strength would be so much stronger than his own at a young age, he had already gained his true qi when he was injured by his sword qi just now, and now if he attacked again, he would definitely be injured.

But he couldn't get angry with him so much, so Nie Zhen rushed towards Xiaoyi again, he raised the big knife and slashed towards Xiaoyi's hat, Xiaoyi leaned back and stepped back, brushed with his big knife, a spin, Xingyun slashed from Nie Zhen's side waist, Nie Zhen was in pain, the knife fell from his hand, half knelt on the ground, and covered his side waist.

"I'm sorry, you lost."

"Light Xiaomen Xiaoyi wins!" The voice of the cutter remembered as Xiaoyi's voice fell.

Nie Zhen looked at Xiaoyi with an unwilling face, but he couldn't resist, and then he stood up and picked up the knife and walked to the stage.

The Wuzhen Sect is a major sect of the Dao Dao, and now their eldest disciple is defeated by the door pillar of a small sect, which makes the sect master Zhao Shihuai still unable to hang his face.

"Sect Master Zhao, your big disciple's sword path is not refined, let a small sect master be defeated!"

"Yes, I see that this little master is only twenty-eight years old, and your eldest disciple can't beat a child!?"

Zhao Shihuai listened to the sharpness of the left sentence and the right sentence, even if he was dissatisfied in his heart, he could only smile and said: "It's the apprentice's martial arts that are not proficient, so that everyone can laugh, after all, there are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains. ”

As soon as Zhao Shihuai said this, the faces of the people who spoke just now were a little sunken, the meaning of his words was not difficult to hear, he was sarcastic that there was no one in the eyes of these masters, he wanted to see that he was really fighting, and how many of the disciples under these guys could fight.

Chen Yi saw Xiaoyi's big victory, and his joy could not be hidden, it was not easy to win in the battle conference, not to mention that it was the head disciple of a famous sect who won.

"In the next game, light Xiao Xiaoyi Dou Xuan Pavilion Yan Ming"

The Xuange Sect is proficient in the long whip, and Yan Ming is also the son of the master of the Xuange Sect and the eldest disciple of the sect.

This person doesn't have to be as arrogant as Nie Zhen, but is more refreshing and cold.

"Master Xiaomen, I have conceded it."

"Concession."

Xiaoyi saw that this person still knew how to be humble and polite, and he was a little happy in his heart.

Yan Ming pulled out the snake whip from his waist and swung it to the side, and suddenly the whip hit the ground with a "pop" sound, which shocked people's ears.

Yan Ming rolled the whip into a vortex, wanting to suck Xiaoyi Lianren with a sword into it. Seeing this, Xiao Yi unhurriedly swirled his sword and cracked his attack.

Yan Ming took back the snake whip, Xiaoyi picked up Xingyun and followed him, the long whip was wrapped around the sword body, and the two of them used their strength to stalemate.

Yan Ming tried his best, but he couldn't pull it back, and Xiaoyi was not ready to release his sword. There was no way to do it in such a stalemate, Yan Ming simply let go of his hand, Xiao Yi emptied his strength, almost failed to stand firm, and staggered backwards, but immediately stood firm.

The whip then fell from the sword, Xiao Yi picked up the whip and threw it at Yan Ming, Yan Ming took the whip again, and Xiao Yi was also ready, and the two fought again.

Yan Ming raised the long whip again and swung it at Xiao Yi, and as soon as Xiao Yi grasped the long whip, Yan Ming could no longer move.

With Xiaoyi's internal strength, Yan Ming couldn't compete with him, Xiaoyi then raised his arm and waved the tail of the whip, Yan Ming was injured by his own whip, and Xiaoyi took advantage of the situation to resist him with a sword.

"Light Xiao Xiao Yi wins." The cutter's voice rang out again.

Xiaoyi has won two games in a row, and they are all disciples of famous sects, and the sects in the audience have no discussion at this time, they looked at the young man on the stage, but he is an unknown small sect, how can there be such a powerful sect master, and he is also holding the sword of Chen Feng, the master of Tianyi Sect.

The subsequent battles can be imagined, Xiaoyi won several games in a row, some people admired and some people were not convinced, did not show their faces, their skills were extraordinary, and their martial arts were superb, which created the mystery of this teenager even more.

This year's fighting conference, there is no doubt that Xiaoyi is the final winner, and the winner of the fighting conference every year will get a bounty, which is also known after Xiaoyi finally became the winner, this bounty is made up of gold sent by various famous sects, a full thirty taels of gold, Xiaoyi and Chen Yi are also very happy when they get the bounty, because with this money, they can expand the sect.

After the end of the fighting conference, Xiaoyi's reputation in the martial arts has also improved a lot, and many people know about the Xiaoxiao sect.

And after the two returned to Qingtai, they also spent a relatively happy and relaxed life, the two thought that as long as they went to participate in the fighting conference every year, they would become famous, have two disciples with Yinliang, and then return to the Wan Dynasty, their revenge plan could begin, but the good times did not last long.

On this day, Chen Yi waited for Xiaoyi at home as usual, since they gained fame in the fighting conference, there were a lot of bounty hunting things found them, their sect was founded at the time of using money, so as long as the two of them were okay, they would do it together, this time it happened that Chen Yi did not have free time and Xiaoyi went by himself.

But he didn't expect that when Xiaoyi came back, he was seriously injured, and his plain white robe was also stained with blood, Chen Yi hurriedly came out of the house and supported Xiaoyi.

"Xiaoyi, what happened, how could you be so seriously injured!?" Chen Yi asked eagerly with a worried face.

Before Xiaoyi could answer, there was a violent cough, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Seeing this, Chen Yi directly carried him on his back and took him back to the house.

Sitting on the bed, the two sat cross-legged, Chen Yi lost some true qi and internal strength to him, and Xiaoyi eased up.

Chen Yi lay him flat on the bed, Xiaoyi's forehead was full of fine sweat, and his face was pale.

After a moment, Xiaoyi opened his eyes, and then slowly opened his mouth: "Chenyi." ”

"You wake up, what the hell happened? How could he be so badly injured? Who was hurt? Chen Yi saw that Xiaoyi was awake and asked with concern.

"I was supposed to go on a gold hunt, who knows......"

Someone asked Xiaoyi, just went to the dense forest outside Qingtai to get a secret letter, and the bounty hunting was fifteen taels of gold, Xiaoyi took the task, and rushed to the dense forest on the outskirts of the city, but he didn't expect that there was no one there, Xiaoyi thought something was wrong, and he was ready to return.

Who knew that someone suddenly attacked him from behind, and before he could react, he was knocked to the ground, and before he could turn around to see who it was, he was suppressed by two people.

When he looked up and saw the people standing in front of him, there were two people he was familiar with, Zhao Huaishi, the master of the Wuzhen Sect, and his eldest disciple Nie Zhen.

And that palm was hit by Zhao Huaishi, even if Xiaoyi's internal strength is strong, but compared to Zhao Shihuai, he is still young, so naturally there is still a lot of difference, and he doesn't understand how Zhao Shihuai, a knife cultivator, can still have such a powerful palm, before he wants to invite this, these two people opened their mouths.

"I thought it was some kind of famous son, it turned out to be just a poor master who relied on bounties, and it was even more ridiculous that there was not even a disciple in the door!" Nie Zhen couldn't help but look at Xiaoyi, who was being held and kneeling in front of him, and said sarcastically.

"Now it's just to give you a long memory, and don't show off at the fighting conference, otherwise it won't be as simple as a palm." Zhao Shi warned.

"I'm telling you, you'd better remember what Master told you and stay in this small place of Qingtai, otherwise we have a way to get rid of you unconsciously."

Xiaoyi looked at the way their master and apprentice sang and harmonized, and they really felt ridiculous, threatening him with death, they didn't know that they were crawling out of the abyss, and death was the most threatening to him.

"This is the famous sect that is done, but it is just a villain who secretly uses some despicable means, it is really disgusting! Xiaoyi spurned.

"Bang!" Xiaoyi was punched to the ground by Nie Zhen, blood was left along the corners of his mouth, Zhao Huaishi's palm actually made his internal force be sealed, and the force failed, otherwise how could he let Nie Zhen treat him like this, Xiaoyi looked at Nie Zhen fiercely, but still did not give in.

When Nie Zhen wanted to step forward again, he was restrained by Zhao Huaishi, "Okay, the hatred of a sword has been avenged, let's go quickly." ”

"Remember what you told you, bear with it in Qingtai, don't be in the limelight!" Nie Zhen still didn't give up in the end.

After they left, Xiaoyi forced himself back home.

When Chen Yi found out, he was furious, "They bastards! ”

Xiaoyi clenched Chen Yi's clenched fist, and then said softly: "Chen Yi, it seems that we can't be in the limelight again during this time, we must not be impulsive now, as long as we endure it, we can carry out our plan smoothly." ”

"Aren't you going to the Battle Tournament?" Chen Yi asked with a frown.

"I'm going to participate, but not now." There was heaviness in Xiaoyi's tone.

……

In the next two years, Zhao Shihuai and Nie Zhen really didn't see Xiaoyi appear in the Fighting Conference, and the famous Qingxiao gradually faded out of the martial arts, knowing that in the fifth year, the Fighting Conference, Qingxiao reappeared, this time it was not only the Qingxiao of the sect master and the deputy master, but a veritable sect Xiaoxiao with hundreds of disciples.

It's just that the one who fights is still Xiaoyi, and he wants to tell everyone that among the hundreds of schools, he is also an authentic family.

And that year's fighting conference, Nie Zhen was seriously injured, Xiaoyi, the master of the Qingxiao Sect, became famous, and his reputation was mighty, and since then there has been a sword sect in the rivers and lakes, named Qingxiao, it is rumored that the master of the sect has deep martial arts, his whereabouts are mysterious, and he is still an extremely handsome man, but few people have seen the true appearance of the master of the Qingxiao Sect, and only know that the affairs of the sect have been represented by the deputy master Chen Yi. What's even more bizarre is that the sect never accepts disciples from outside, and the new disciples who earn every year are all selected by the two sect masters to get started.

This word spread, and the two of them stoic in the Qing Dynasty for a few years, returned to the Wan Dynasty, set up the Qingxiao Mansion Gate, and the two teenagers returned, but Lu Lan, who sat in the back position and thought that he could control the life and death of others, did not know that his life was also beginning to decrease day by day.