Three days later, Time Peak.

Fang Yi put away his sword and returned it to its sheath, and behind him, there were two corpses lying in the same door.

The dungeon announcement didn't sound, which meant that he had killed the wrong person again.

It's not easy to wait for the rabbit.

Try to feel the lotus print, but there is no reaction around.

Tomorrow is the day of the sect's big competition, since there is no gain, Fang Yi can only return to the peak.

The next day, the sect began to compete.

Strangely, the head of the sect did not attend, but was presided over by several elders.

The sect competition was carried out in an orderly manner, but Fang Yi took advantage of this time to keep wandering through the crowd.

At this time, the number of people in the Jishan Sect is the highest.

Even if the sensing range of the lotus print is small, it can be searched.

Fang Yi's wandering lasted until noon, when he suddenly stopped.

Because he sensed the position of another lotus seal holder!

It was an old man who was in charge of cleaning up the scene.

In Fang Yi's opinion, the old man did not look like a person who had studied martial arts.

But when he found that the old man was also suddenly looking at him, he immediately overturned this speculation.

Without internal force, it is impossible to sense the position of other lotus prints.

The old man's reaction was clearly that he had discovered his own existence.

However, he seemed to regard himself as an accomplice, and after nodding slightly quietly, he continued to bury his head in sweeping work.

"No. 137, Song Chang Feud."

"No. 1053, cup light purple."

At this moment, his name was called on the stage.

After glancing at the old man again, Fang Yi walked to the ring.

Due to the large number of people in the Jishan faction, more than 30 martial arts rings were set up.

Most people focus on watching well-known masters, and unknown guys like Fang Yi are completely unconcerned.

The one who fought against Fang Yi was a senior sister.

The big ring knife in his hand, the image of a female man.

"Senior brother, I advise you to surrender, otherwise I will not be able to control the power of my tiger stripe sword technique."

Although Senior Sister Cup is a female man, her mind is quite delicate, and she will consider Fang Yi.

In fact, after comparing the difference in strength between the two, they will not have hope for each other.

One has been getting started for four or five years, and the other has only been starting for more than half a year.

The gap between the two is very different, and there is no chance of winning.

As a veteran disciple, she is still a good-looking little beauty, and Senior Sister Cup has some small fans offstage.

They cheered for Sister Cup.

As for Fang Yi's side, only Ju Yushuang secretly clenched his fists, very worried.

The two of them stood on stage, and Fang Yi was also dry.

As soon as he arched his hand, he said directly: "I admit defeat." ”

admitting defeat so skillfully, so neatly and neatly, that the onlookers were slightly stunned.

Although they are not optimistic about Fang Yi, they just admit defeat without fighting, this is too spineless, right?

All kinds of eyes inevitably glanced at Fang Yi's side, and quickly skimmed over again.

A guy who doesn't even have the courage to fight is not worth paying attention to.

However, they didn't expect that this was exactly what Fang Yi wanted.

If you don't get to the top 100, there will be no reward.

There is no need to work hard for that ranking, or even expose your own strength, which is eye-catching.

"Good! Senior sister likes obedient little junior brother, if you have trouble in your sect in the future, you can come to me for help. ”

Senior Sister Cup's eyes flashed with approval, and she stood on the stage with an arrogant face, waiting for the next challenger.

Fang Yi didn't have time to care about her thoughts, let the giant rain and frost return to the peak first, and he immediately leaned towards the sweeping old man.

This move made the old man frown slightly.

However, when Fang Yi just passed by, and after stuffing a note into the old man's palm, his brows suddenly relaxed.

Quietly spread out the note, and there were three words written in it - follow me.

Quietly hiding the note, the old man swept the floor and shifted his position.

Soon, the two of them left the scene of the sect Dabi one after the other.

"How's the plan going?"

After confirming that there was no one else around, Fang Yi made a preemptive move.

"It's basically arranged, as long as Tianluo Gate is willing to cooperate, the Ten Thousand Sword Talisman must be in our pocket!"

The old man stretched out his hand and tore off his face, revealing a slightly immature face.

Human skin masks?! What a big deal!

Fang Yi was shocked in his heart, only to see the old man continue: "Why have you been missing for so long? I haven't been able to contact you, I thought something was wrong with you. ”

"I'm in some trouble."

The two people who infiltrated the undercover of the Jishan faction didn't seem to know each other, and they all relied on the lotus seal to recognize each other.

Fang Yi ate one flower and one wisdom, and had already destroyed all the other lotus prints, leaving only the lotus prints obtained from the Mass Burial Peak on his body.

In this way, there is no problem with disguise unless the other person has seen the person.

"Well, but after you disappeared, I basically arranged the action, so when I reported to Aunt He, I had to take the lion's share!"

Aunt He?

Fang Yi was overjoyed in his heart, he finally got some news.

I just don't know who Aunt He is, who can make so many people work for her.

As for this guy's previous mention of the Ten Thousand Sword Talisman, Fang Yi was still clear.

It is the treasure of the town faction of the Jishan faction, and it is said that it hides the master's mastery of the ancestor of the Jishan faction, and the sword technique of returning ten thousand swords to the yuan.

Only the heads of the past generations had the opportunity to learn such a divine skill, and ordinary disciples didn't even have the opportunity to touch it.

We can only learn about the subtlety and power of this kind of swordsmanship from the histories and records of various sects.

Pretending to sigh, Fang Yi showed a slightly depressed look at the right time.

"Brother, don't be discouraged, do a good job with Aunt He, sooner or later you will be able to come out."

After a pause, the man continued: "Think about it, He Gu is the world's most precious treasure collector. The treasures in our hands, just throw out one piece, are enough for us ordinary people to soar into the sky! As long as you stay up for a few years and have a few more tasks, you will definitely be able to become a core member of the Lotus Sect. ”

Collector of the world's treasures?

Lotus Sect?

It seems that this Aunt He has a very big background.

But since He Gu is the world's treasure collector, why didn't anyone think of killing this person directly and seizing the treasure?

Could it be that this He Gu's strength is very terrifying?

Wrong! If that's the case, there's no need for her to let people sneak into the Extreme Mountain Sect to go undercover and do things sneakily.

You can come here in person, and use your strength to break the skill, and the Jishan faction will personally offer the treasure of the town faction.

Fang Yi was about to continue to collect the news, but he saw that in the sky of the main sword peak, a red firework suddenly rose.

Rumble!

Fireworks exploded in mid-air.

The color is gorgeous and the sound is loud, which directly overshadows the noisy sound of the sect Dabi.

The person next to him had a happy face.

"The men of Celestial Romans have acted! Let's go, let's hurry up to the forbidden land of the main sword peak! ”

As soon as the words fell, the man was already galloping excitedly.

As soon as the light skill was performed, Fang Yi immediately felt the fluctuation of the other party's internal force.