From now on, for tens of thousands of years, the monks of the Six Realms remembered one name at the same time, the curtain word.

Just because he took in two apprentices, he only taught casually for a few months, and then he shined in the Six Realms, and the sharp sword made everyone's hearts tremble.

They were envious, and they all looked at the man in the colorful robe with admiration, and they all wanted to worship under his door.

"Girl, worship a good master!" Luo Eleven desperately dodged the attack, smiling bitterly.

"Humph! Know if you don't admit defeat yet? Ni Mantian sneered.

"No, this competition is very important to me, and it is even more important to stay for a long time, I can't lose!" Luo Eleven shook his head.

In fact, before going on the field, Mo Yan confessed that he had fallen eleven, he couldn't lose, master Mo Yan had a good face, he had to get the first place in the big competition, and this year he could already accept apprentices when he fell eleven, and he was qualified to choose a good disciple when he got the first place.

Ni Mantian sneered, shook her body slightly, and dodged Luo Eleven's attack as lightly as a bird, and just when Luo Eleven was about to approach her, her whole person suddenly rose into the air.

"Soar to the top!"

Turning and blessing, I saw that she was frantically running the true qi in her body, and in an instant, one after another sword rays appeared out of thin air, directly tearing through Gangfeng and then slashing towards Luo Eleven.

The momentum of the sky continued unabated, and he swung two swords again.

"Seven-Star Gong Rui!"

After a light drink, Luo Eleven was instantly frozen in place like a piece of wood, which was nothing, and then the second sword struck instantly.

"Sancai Sword Qi!"

"Two Rites!"

Two sword rays illuminated the entire venue, and hundreds of thousands of disciples looked at the high platform with rapid breathing.

"Eleven..."

On the high platform, seeing that his beloved disciple was in danger and was fixed like a wooden stake, Mo Yan suddenly exclaimed in a hurry and was about to make a move.

In an instant, vigorous true qi emanated from Mo Yan's body, and he himself quickly rushed towards the high platform.

Bai Zihua was stunned, a little annoyed and wanted to stop it too late.

"Mo Yan, this is the Fairy Sword Conference, what are you going to do?"

I heard an arrogant shout from the viewing platform below, and a divine light slashed towards Moyan with a long tail.

"Boom!"

With a violent impact, the two figures retreated at the same time, stopping in the void.

"Master Ni, what do you mean by this?" Moyan was furious.

"Pss

At this moment, a white figure flew down directly from below, and Luo Shiyi on the high platform was directly cut off by the sharp sword, and a mouthful of red blood spurted out directly.

"Eleven, how are you?"

Mo Yan was anxious, and he didn't pay attention to Ni Qianzhang, and quickly rushed down to the crowd and hugged Luo Eleven, who was already unconscious at this time, and the tip of his nose was even weaker, and there was only one breath left.

"Ni Qianzhang, I'm going to kill you!"

There was an explosion of rage, like rolling thunder, resounding throughout Changliu Mountain.

Around the terrifying aura of the square, the crowd around Moyan and Luo Eleven suddenly dispersed.

"Boom!"

With a kick on the ground, Mo Yan crashed directly into the void.

"Hahaha, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Ni Qianzhang laughed wildly, not afraid at all, and a faint shield like water waves appeared around his body.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two of them directly started hand-to-hand combat in the void, and the fierce aura directly tore through the void, and dozens of thousands of disciples below stared at this scene with wide eyes.

The good fairy sword conference actually changed its flavor and turned into a battle between the two masters.

"Stop, senior brother, this is the Fairy Sword Conference!"

A violent anger resounded through the sky, and I saw that Bai Zi's body painting method was used to the extreme, and he crashed directly into the sky, his sleeves were flicked, and Mo Yan and Ni Qianzhang were directly knocked away by the wind.

"Bai Zihua, what do you mean by this?"

In the crowd, Ni Qianzhang clutched his chest and roared with a pale face.

"Daddy!"

Ni Mantian exclaimed, and rushed directly to Ni Qianzhang's side, looking at him with red eyes.

"Daddy is fine!"

Ni Qianzhang smiled reluctantly and rubbed Ni Mantian's little head.

Bai Zihua glanced at Ni Qianzhang faintly, flew directly to Mo Yan's side, stretched out his hand to help him and flew towards the palace.

"Senior sister, are you alright?"

Hua Qiangu trotted over and helped Ni Mantian to help Ni Qianzhang to the disciples of Penglai Island.

"Well, it's fine!" Ni Mantian replied lightly.

Coming to the disciple of Penglai Island, Ni Mantian said to the beautiful woman: "Mother, you take care of Daddy!" ”

"Senior sister, let's go!" Ni Mantian pulled the cute flower thousand bones and flew to the high platform.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples looked at the high platform suspiciously, not knowing what Ni Mantian was going to do?

Looking around, Ni Mantian's eyes suddenly fell on Bai Zihua's body, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he was angry: "Bai Zihua, you hurt my father, do you think this is enough?" ”

Bai Zihua was stunned for a moment, and his face kept changing.

"Is she crazy?"

"What does Ni Mantian want to do? Could it be that she still wants to find trouble with His Excellency? ”

"Cut, this is what Changliu did wrong, this is the Fairy Sword Conference, they broke the rules first!"

In an instant, the crowd was noisy, and everyone looked at the high platform and discussed.

"And what do you want?"

Bai Zihua's expression changed suddenly, and he asked playfully.

"Apologize, of course show some sincerity!" The corners of Ni Mantian's mouth raised slightly, squeezed his eyes at the curtain above, and then looked at Bai Zihua and said, "After all, you are not the first person in the Six Realms now, right?" ”

"Shhh

"This is, Ni Mantian is so bold, is she going to blackmail the Venerable?"

"Senior sister, don't forget it!" Hua Qiangu looked at the dense crowd and pulled the sleeves of his clothes.

Bai Zi frowned, and asked hesitantly, "What do you want?" ”

"Oriental Streamer!"

Hearing that Ni Mantian said the words "Oriental Streamer Piano" clearly, the entire long stay was completely boiling.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples swallowed their saliva at the same time, and everyone looked at the sky with incredible expressions.

Bai Zihua's face changed in an instant, and he turned his head and glanced at the indifferent curtain on the side suspiciously.

Is that what he meant?

Bai Zihua muttered to himself in his heart, if he said that Ni Mantian was paying attention, he Bai Zihua obviously didn't believe it.

What is the Oriental Streamer?

It was a ten-party artifact, how could she know that it was in her own hands, and why did she ask for the Oriental Streamer as soon as she opened her mouth.

"The Six Realms are about to change!" In the noisy crowd, a sigh rang out.

Everyone looked at each other at the same time, but it was so easy to find one person in the square of hundreds of thousands of people.

Hearing this, many of the active monks in the audience followed Bai Zihua's gaze.

He just sat there, without words, without any expression, he alone was enough to stir up the world.

"Baizi painting, don't you give it to you if you are not verbose?"

The long sword in Ni Mantian's hand suddenly pointed at the high platform, and the sharp sword light continued to swallow.

"If yes, what if I say no?"

Bai Zihua carried his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky with deep eyes.

"That, long, stay, shall, no, must, remain, exist. Finish! Ni Mantian looked at Bai Zihua coldly, and said word by word.