"Won ......"

Long Eighteen looked at Ouyang Yuxian who was standing with a sword, and was still a little incredulous for a while.

While he exclaimed, he recalled the purple mist that had filled the wind and rain just now, and vaguely understood the reason why Ouyang Yuxian was able to win in the end.

In Anyang, the use of poison is considered dishonorable.

In the vast majority of ashrams, it is regarded as a true sidewalk.

However, at this time, Ouyang Yuxian won, but none of the candidates felt unfair.

Because according to the rules of ranked matches, you can use any means that can win the competition.

The shrine is a sacred place for spiritual practice, but it is by no means a greenhouse for cultivating flowers and plants.

Every disciple who cultivates in the temple may go to the front line of the battle between humans and demons in the future, and in that kind of battlefield where life and death are on the line, as long as you can win and survive, no one cares what kind of means you use against the enemy.

For this reason, the rules set by the temple for the Doudou test did not have as many restrictions as other sects.

Sometimes, he even instigated his disciples to fight to the death.

Therefore, although Ouyang Yuxian's victory surprised many people, it did not attract any disdain.

Compared with the disciples outside the field, Zhuang Yusheng and many of the clergy watching the battle, as well as the temple masters standing on the cliffs around them, were more shocked in their hearts.

Because whether it was cultivation or combat experience, they had to surpass the disciples present, so they could all see that this "poisonous dragon horn" was very suitable for the sword style that Ouyang Yuxian himself was good at.

If it weren't for the fierce and violent "Rainstorm Slash", this "Poisonous Dragon Horn" would not have been able to release so many toxins in an instant.

Ouyang Yuxian himself couldn't believe that he could defeat Lu Dongsheng.

She walked towards Ye Haotian and Long Eighteen and the others, looked up at Ye Haotian, and couldn't help but want to say something.

"Pranayama. ”

Ye Haotian spoke up in advance and said two words softly.

Ouyang Yuxian paused slightly, then she nodded, her eyes were a little complicated, and she lowered her head and began to breathe.

At this time, the breath in her body was turbulent, and her five internal organs were also shaken, and she really wanted to meditate and breathe immediately, but no matter how hard she tried, her mood could not be calm.

In the fight just now, in the face of Lu Dongsheng's 'Pear Blossom Fall', her inner instinctive reaction was to use a defensive sword style, but in the end she chose to fight with Ganggang.

Rainstorm pear blossoms.

These are the four words Ye Haotian said before she entered the venue.

The Ouyang family's family heirloom sword scripture, like the top combat skills of most sects in the world, is an open secret technique that people don't know why.

In other words, the name of the sword sutra's moves is not hidden, but no one knows the method of cultivation.

But Ye Haotian hit the nail on the head to say the move to defeat Lu Dongsheng, and let the poison of the poisonous dragon horn take advantage of the void, which is the most surprising.

Afterwards, Ouyang Yuxian realized that although this style of play made her suffer some minor injuries, it saved Lingyuan to the greatest extent, and if there was another Lu Dongsheng on the field, she would still have the strength to fight!

"Du Xichun, to Zhang Hongji. ”

Many people's eyes were still on the sword in Ouyang Yuxian's hand, and the shock in their hearts was still there, but a cold voice had already sounded at this time.

At this time, the remaining seven matchups are not over yet.

However, there was an extra field, and Zhuang Yusheng didn't seem to want it to have the slightest idleness, so he immediately arranged a duel.

Among the two sides of the duel, Du Xichun is no stranger to everyone, he entered the inner hall on the first day of Tianfengtai, and ranked eleventh in the first class of the third class in the freshman entrance examination.

Du Xichun's opponent Zhang Hongji is not a new student this year.

It's an old student who didn't pass the Tianfengtai test last year.

The temple, like other cultivation sects, is divided into several camps, either overtly or secretly.

The open and secret battles between the disciples in the six major halls of Xuantian Palace, Zhentian Palace, Kaitian Palace, Hongwu Palace, Wenshu Palace, and Heroic Martyrs Hall have long been on the surface, and there are different degrees of estrangement between the new students who enter the hall every year and the old students of last year, and even the year before and the year before last.

In the eyes of the old students who failed to enter the inner temple, the new students who have just entered the outer temple are new competitors.

They relied on their qualifications and the advantages they had accumulated over a year of cultivation to squeeze out and suppress new students everywhere, while the new disciples who entered the temple were respectful to these senior brothers and sisters on their faces, but they complained in their hearts, just because they were unfamiliar with the place or for various reasons, they swallowed their anger and did not resist.

In this year's Chengtian Festival, there were nearly 100 old students among the 300 disciples who passed the assessment of the inner hall.

Among the forty-five people who were eligible to participate in the ranking competition, there were also more than a dozen disciples of the outer temple who had been admitted to the temple last year, and they naturally gathered together and became an independent group on the hillside.

Zhang Hongji is well-known among the old students, it is said that he has already entered the ranks of the peak of the Tongxuan Realm, and the broken mirror is only in the evening, and Du Xichun was on the Tianfeng Platform three days ago, and the highest only showed the strength of the late stage of the Three Realms, and this battle does not seem to have too much suspense.

It's just that at this time, almost everyone's eyes stayed on the sword in Du Xichun's hand.

The cyan long sword in Du Xichun's hand was as wide as a long knife for chopping horses, and many disciples couldn't help but think, what kind of sword was this? The weight didn't seem to be much lighter than the giant sword used by the demon clan.

In this kind of ranking competition, another big scenery is that you can see the strange blades in the hands of disciples from major sects.

"I went. ”

Du Xichun's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he said these three words to a few people around him very simply, and then walked towards the vacant field.

A young man wearing a purple and cyan martial artist robe also moved at the same time, he was naturally Zhang Hongji, who did not pass the inner temple test last year, and his cultivation strength had increased greatly after a year.

His figure looked very thin compared to Du Xichun, just like the difference between an adult and a weak-crowned teenager, but he had absolute confidence in his gestures, because only he knew that the reason why he didn't enter the inner hall last year was not because of his poor cultivation, but for another reason.

So looking at Du Xichun, who walked out quietly, the corners of the thin young man's mouth even showed a mocking sneer.

"Please. ”

Du Xichun paused the moment he walked into the venue, and then without the slightest superfluous movement, he put his horizontal sword in his chest and spit out a word at Zhang Hongji.

Zhang Hongji frowned slightly, and he also crossed his sword.

Du Xichun took out his sword.

There was a bang.

Two waves of dust rose under Du Xichun's feet, and his body began to accelerate terrifyingly.

Zhang Hongji's expression was sluggish, and some shocked light flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect Du Xichun to be so direct.

Moreover, Du Xichun's power that erupted at this moment was very strong, and before he made any moves, Du Xichun had already entered more than ten zhang.

The two waves of dust rising from Du Xichun's feet did not disperse in all directions, but rushed towards them like two giant arrows.