"Before that, this sect master allows you to go to the bottom of the Tongxuan Treasure Land! I beg Lord Shenshui, give you a drop of divine water each!"

As soon as the sect master's words fell, all the disciples had ecstatic expressions on their faces.

The three peaks of the junior sisters all glanced at each other, and they could all see a little spread of laughter in each other's eyes.

Only Xiaomian stood expressionlessly in the first peak team, standing behind Xu Shanshan and Xue Xiao, staring at the front with a cold expression, without any joy in his eyes.

The disciples of the three peaks stood in three columns, and the small facial paralysis stood in the third row of the first column.

Standing in the same row as the small facial paralysis is Chang Yuxi, a disciple of the second peak, and one of the personal disciples of Yang Xirong, the master of the second peak.

This Chang girl secretly glanced at Xiao Facial Paralysis, and suddenly cleared her throat and said, "Sect Master! The disciple heard that this time the three sects will gather and the people from the five sects will also participate! The gathering is extremely intense! The disciples sent by our sect to participate in the competition are probably Xuan Masters above the tenth level! But among them, the little junior sister, the eighth-level Xuan Master, seems to have replaced the quota of the first peak Senior Sister Ye. This seems a bit out of order!"

In the second row of the third column, in the position of the disciple of the third peak, a fifteen-year-old girl in red hurriedly turned her head sideways and looked at Miss Qiao, who was cold and still expressionless.

The sect master let out a "uh", and was just about to make a sound, when he heard a crisp and cold voice raised slightly, "This senior sister, do you want to learn a thing or two from me?"

Hearing this, Murong Wei twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.

Chang Yuxi copied his hands, hugged them to his chest, turned his head to look at Qiao Mu and chuckled, "Could it be that the little junior sister has lost, can she take the initiative to withdraw from the team this time?"

"What if Senior Sister loses?" The little girl also turned around with a cold face, and looked at Chang Yuxi in front of her expressionlessly.

Chang Yuxi felt a chill inexplicably.

"If Senior Sister loses, then of course she is willing to gamble and lose, and she will be your follower all the way in the future!"

Qiao Mu did not dodge or dodge, and directly stretched out a white raw pink and tender fist, and collided with it.

In an instant, the fluctuations of the Xuan Force shock blew a swift gust of wind, blowing the clothes and hair of everyone present in the air.

Yang Xirong raised her eyes and took a look, and saw that her second-class disciple, like a ball that had only leaked air, flew out of the sky with a "piu", drew a perfect arc, and smashed into the bamboo forest of the sect master's house with a bang.

The sect master's face changed at that time, and he slapped his thigh and rushed anxiously into the bamboo forest, "Eh, my bamboo!"

The Sanfeng disciple looked at the little girl in a daze, and there was no sound for a long time.

It wasn't until the sect master came back angrily carrying Chang Yuxi, who was in tattered clothes, that all the disciples came back from their surprise and looked at the unlucky Chang Yuxi with their eyes.

"Oh my waist. Chang Yuxi crossed his waist with one hand, his face was full of humming and chirping, "Little junior sister, you are too ruthless in this move! Okay, okay, senior sister loses, senior sister is willing to gamble and lose, and you will be your follower in the future!"

Yang Xirong raised her hand to cover her face, and said secretly in her heart: Why did I put up a second-class apprentice like you?

"No need!" The three cold words immediately made everyone present petrified.