Wang Xuan, the prince of the hundred swords, nodded and said, "Like the previous tea ceremony, except for the genius of the Xuan Bang, everyone else is free!" ”

There are tens of thousands of positions on the high platform of the entire tea ceremony, but the Tianjiao who came to participate in the tea ceremony is only four or five hundred people, and the rest of the seats are all controlled by some warriors who came to watch the tea ceremony.

However, the seats of Tianjiao who participated in the tea ceremony and the seats of the spectators were completely separated, and everything was arranged by Wang Xuanyi.

At the top of the seats, there are the positions of the four great Tianjiao, and further down, there are the top 30 seats on the Xuanbang, and then the remaining Xuanbang Tianjiao, and at the bottom, there are some ordinary Tianjiao.

Although there are some people in ordinary Tianjiao whose strength is not worse than that of Xuanbang Tianjiao, there is no way.

Among these domains, the Sword Domain, the Fire Domain, the Lei Ze Domain, and the Chifeng Domain are undoubtedly the most people, there are probably more than a dozen people in each domain, and the other domains are generally in the standard of seven or eight people, like the Tianxing Domain, the Jinsha Domain, and the North Underworld Domain, the number of people is extremely small, only two or three people, and the Qinghai Sea is even more pitiful, only Yao Song is alone, and he is not qualified to participate in the tea ceremony.

When everyone sat down, as the organizer of the tea ceremony, Wang Xuanyi, the son of the hundred swords, spoke again.

"Although this tea ceremony will affect the formulation of the new Xuan Bang, it is also an opportunity to watch others improve themselves, the tea ceremony has been held for three hundred and seventy-two years, and the strength of the young generation of our Oriental Baiyu has been greatly improved, this time the tea ceremony will hope that everyone will not be restrained."

Lang Lang's voice, with the blessing of spiritual power, clearly reached everyone's ears.

Lei Ling Gongzi Lei Wushuang continued: "What Lei Ling Gongzi said is right, the tea ceremony is an opportunity for each of us to comprehend and improve, we should not care too much about personal victory or defeat, but should find a way to pass this tea ceremony to make our own strength to a higher level." ”

"Since the Hundred Swords and the Thunder Spirit Princes both said so, then this tea ceremony will start with me, Zhang Ming of the Ten Directions Domain, which one will teach?"

Zhang Ming is not worried about the appearance of a young handsome man whose strength exceeds that of Zisi, the martial arts tea party is wonderful in this place, when he goes up to challenge, he will first estimate the strength of the other party, if he feels that Zisi is similar to him, he will go up, if he thinks that he is much stronger, he will not go up at all, what if he wins, the other party is not a hundred swords or Lei Ling Gongzi, of course, except for those who have personal grievances.

"My Sword Domain Zhao Quan is here to fight you!"

Swish!

A figure flew out from Chu Ming's left side,

"Please advise!"

"Please advise!"

The two were dozens of meters apart, clasping each other's fists, and then their eyes suddenly sharpened, and their eyes stared at each other without blinking, seeking an opportunity to make a move.

Drink!

Zhang Ming took the lead and attacked.

Zhao Quan didn't dare to slack off, and raised his sword to meet the attack.

The two of them used a sword, and the other used a sword, and the fight was inseparable, and the air was shocking.

In the end, it was Zhang Ming's skills that were superior and won the first battle of the tea party.

With the beginning, the next thing is easy to do, the young heroes of various domains have appeared, sometimes even two or three battles together, the gorgeous spiritual power flow reflects the colorful light, the wonderful martial arts appear frequently, gorgeous, and the people in the seats are drinking tea while watching the game, comfortable and extraordinary.

However, the young heroes on the Xuan Bang had no intention of making a move, it was just an appetizer at first, and the real highlight was still to come.

After more than 50 competitions, a young handsome man finally couldn't bear his temperament and began to challenge Xuanbang Tianjiao.

Sou!

A young man in a flaming red shirt jumped up from his seat and went directly to the center of the high platform.

"Fire Domain Beisheng Xiao, please also ask Brother Yuan Shu to teach!"

Bei Shengxiao stood tall in the middle of the arena and said provocatively to a black-clothed young man in the Xuanbang seat.

Although the Hundred Swords and Lei Ling Gongzi are right, this tea ceremony should not be too concerned about personal gains and losses, but most of the young heroes, after all, are here for the honor of the Xuanbang and personal luck, and they must fight if they can fight.

"You'll regret your choice."

Yuan Shu Xuan Bang ranked fifty-fourth, although he was not a top young man, but he was not weak, he was a genius of the Tianguang Domain, and now he was the first young man on the Xuan List to be challenged, and his heart was naturally unhappy.

Sou!

Yuan Shu stood a hundred meters away from Beisheng Xiao, his eyes suddenly cold, and the qi machine locked on Beisheng Xiao, ready to shoot at any time.

Rumble!

However, as soon as he stood still, Bei Sheng Xiao suddenly made a move, and his furious fierce palm directly turned into a fluttering gale, hitting the original tree directly.

Whew!

The light in Yuan Shu's hand lit up, and the sword light instantly enveloped it within ten meters.

"It seems that Beisheng Xiao is very confident!"

Although the changing figures of the two moved fast, in Lei Wushuang's eyes, they still couldn't hide.

"He has that capital!"

The Fire Princess Huo said lightly, her gaze swept down, and fell on Chu Ming, who was watching and discussing in the seat.

"That's Chu Ming?"

Lei Ling's son Lei Wushuang's eyes narrowed, and two closed bright lights burst out from his eyes, and a great power hid in his body.

"It should be!"

Huo Qingwu nodded gently, and at this time, the original tree and Beisheng Xiao in the field had already fought against each other for hundreds of moves, the spiritual power was dazzling, and the gray qi waves were constantly swept in the air.

"It looks ordinary, and it doesn't pose a threat to us at all."

Lei Ling's son, Lei Wushuang, said calmly.

"This time the tea ceremony will not be careless, and there may be an anomaly."

The Hundred Swords Boy sat upright in his seat and said flatly.

Boom!

In the field, Yuan Shu was blown away by Beisheng Xiao's palm, his face was flushed, and he obviously suffered a lot of internal injuries.

"Damn!"

Drink!

Yuan Shu let out a long roar, clenched the long knife in his hand with both hands, raised it above his head, and his spiritual power surged, turning into a hundred zhang blades, tearing the air, and slashing towards the Beisheng Xiao.

"Breaking the waves and killing the gods!"

Under a knife, mixed with the momentum of God blocking and killing God, and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, in an instant, it was in front of Beisheng Xiao.

"Flame Palm!"

Bei Shengxiao's right foot clicked on the ground, not retreating but advancing, his body turned into wind, his clothes were cold, and his right hand was like a red-hot soldering iron, and his palm was blasted away against the knife light of the original tree.

Puff puff......

The sword light was extinguished in an instant, the vacuum was compressed, and the air was like a light wave, diffusing towards the surroundings.

"Poof......

The original tree was blown away in an instant, and volley spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

"Brother Yuanshu, I have conceded!"

Bei Shengxiao said lightly, his feet on the ground, turning into a fiery red light, and instantly fell on the seat that originally belonged to Shuyuan.