Qingyun Mountain, the clouds are swirling, the scenery is beautiful, as in the past, the cranes and birds are dancing, the pavilions and pavilions, the carved beams and painted buildings, the general fairy weather.

"Chirp~" A giant bird with a width of five or six meters after spreading its wings flew towards Qingyun Mountain from a distance, a birdsong startled the birds in the mountains, chirping non-stop, and the giant wings flapped, but also rolled up the wind.

"Badaomen Lin Qianjue brought his disciples to worship the mountain!" Before the giant bird arrived, a rough and rampant voice resounded throughout the Qingyun Mountain Range.

As soon as these words came out, the Qingyun Sect suddenly had some chickens and dogs jumping, and no one knew that this Baishan had always been a competition between young disciples, often mixed with gambling fights.

The Qingyun Sect has gradually declined over the years, and the disciples have not received it, if it weren't for the profound background of the sect, the name of the Eight Sects of the Righteous Path may be replaced by other sects. The Badaomen is a strong sect, and in recent years, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect have often been defeated and humiliated.

The giant bird landed in front of the mountain gate of Qingyun Sect, and Lin Qianjue jumped down from the bird's back with seven or eight disciples of the Sword Sect.

"Red Feather Eagle!" the disciple guarding the mountain couldn't help but let out a low cry when he saw this giant bird. This red feather eagle is a top-notch demon beast of the third grade, and the master of martial arts perfection is no match for it, so it is a naked demonstration with this as a mount.

The disciples of the Badao Sect looked arrogant, and seemed to be disdainful of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, this time the mountain worship was just to explore the bag and take things, and the disciples of the Qingyun Sect were just like chickens and dogs.

This arrogant look made the disciples of the Qingyun Sect who came to see the excitement angry, and their eyes seemed to be bursting with fire. The comers are not good, and before the worship of the mountain has begun, the anger of the two sects has already risen.

"Hahaha, Brother Qianjue came to worship the mountain, there is a loss of welcome, there is a loss of welcome!" Outside Qingyun Mountain, Qingyunzi flew over and said to Lin Qianjue enthusiastically.

Lin Qianjue smiled and said: "I took the liberty to come, Brother Dao is not strange! This time to worship the mountain, it is also my disciple who saw your disciple before he was full of might, and he was in reverence, after some penance, he wanted to come to ask for advice, no, he asked me to come here, he had to let me bring it to worship the mountain!"

Lin Qianjue is the master of the Badao Sect, the great master of the Weizhen side, how can some disciples be able to invite him? Suddenly worshipping the Qingyun Sect, if you want to say that there is no purpose, Qingyunzi is the first to not believe it. Although he thought so in his heart, Qingyunzi's face remained unchanged, and he enthusiastically invited Lin Qianjue and others into the sect.

"Brother Qianjue, how about this mountain worship competition be arranged tomorrow? It's rare for you to come here, you have to taste my Qianling drunkenness that has been hidden for eighty years. Qingyunzi's laughter seemed to pierce the entire mountain range.

Lin Qianjue also smiled and said: "The guest is as he pleases, Brother Dao's arrangement is, I heard that Brother Dao brewed good wine with thousands of spirit fruits decades ago, I have been hungry for a long time, and I am blessed this time, hahaha." ”

Qingyunzi and Lin Qianjue You say I laugh, it seems that the guests and hosts are happy, but the worship of the Badaomen this time has caused an uproar in the Qingyun Sect, as long as the people with sharp minds can feel the undercurrent surging, and the turmoil is difficult to settle.

Xu Ming is still in retreat and cultivating in his own small courtyard, and in his own small courtyard, as soon as the formation is opened, no sound can come in, and he doesn't even know about this uproar of worshipping the mountain. At this point, he had reached a critical moment.

"The barbarian emperor is angry!" Xu Ming snorted, only to see that his body suddenly turned red, his flesh was a whole circle, and the bulging blood vessels faintly formed a mysterious pattern, and a wild breath came out, and the momentum was amazing.

"It's finally done. Xu Ming's voice was a little excited, in the past two months, he had spent most of his time cultivating the Barbarian Emperor's Fury, and today he finally achieved something.

This barbarian emperor's anger is a secret method, but also a fist method, after cultivation, it can greatly strengthen the body, if it is punched at this time, it is like a blow from the ancient barbarian emperor, the power is amazing, and the difficulty of its cultivation is great, beyond Xu Ming's imagination, and the power after cultivation makes Xu Ming even more satisfied.

Xu Ming smiled with satisfaction, closed his eyes and breathed again, this barbarian emperor was angry, for him at this time, it was too difficult to perform, once he would be weak, if he used it twice in a row, with his strong body, he would also be seriously injured.

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Bang! Bang! Bang! Qingyun Sect challenged the platform, the drum beat was excited, the sound could shake the sky, and the weak would hear this sound, and they would be bleeding in both ears and ringing in their ears.

This drum is an extraordinary thing, it is a treasure of the lower grade of the Xuanjie Sect collected by the Qingyun Sect, the mad blood drum, and the cowhide of the four-grade demon beast mad blood demon cow that can be compared to the martial spirit powerhouse is used when refining the drum surface.

The Badao Sect is not good, and the Qingyun Sect has to pay tribute back, and the relationship between the sects is unspeakable.

"Brother Qingyunzi, the disciples I brought this time are all under the martial master, is this better than fighting to be limited to the martial master?" On the stand of the challenge platform, Lin Qianjue said to Qingyunzi with a smile.

Qingyunzi agreed without hesitation, and bullied the low-level disciples with high-level disciples, and Qingyunzong couldn't afford to lose this face.

"The fight began in half an hour. Qingyunzi snorted lightly, the voice was not loud, but it strangely reached the ears of the disciples.

As soon as half a quarter of an hour arrived, a disciple of the Badaomen couldn't wait to jump onto the challenge platform.

"Zhou Cong of the Badaomen, the weaklings of the Qingyun Sect, who dares to fight me?" the Badaomen named Zhou Cong shouted, his expression arrogant.

His words can be said to have angered the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and they immediately scolded everywhere. Even Qingyunzi's eyes flashed with a hint of unhappiness, which scolded the entire Qingyun Sect.

"Brother Dao, don't blame, you also know that this person who practices swords has a bit of a hot temper. Lin Qianjue smiled lightly and explained to Qingyunzi.

Qingyunzi, as the head of a sect, is of course not small, even if he is not happy, he will not show it, and he can only laugh at it.

During the conversation between Qing Yunzi and the two, there were four or five disciples who wanted to jump on the challenge platform, and finally one disciple grabbed this opportunity, Inner Gate Twelve, Yuan Ming!

"The tone is not small, let me Yuan Ming come to meet you!" Yuan Ming shouted, and the two of them fought back and forth, both of them were in the middle stage of martial arts, and the fight was extremely fierce.

Just when the two were fighting on the stage, Lin Qianjue smiled and said: "Brother Qingyunzi, this junior martial arts competition, it looks boring like this, how about we add a lot of color?"

came, Qing Yunzi's heart moved, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, but his face remained the same, and he also smiled: "Brother Qianjue, what do you say about this Caitou?"

"Hahaha, there are eight disciples under my sect, if the disciples under your martial arts master can defeat them all, count me as losing, and if you win, how about it?" Saying that, Lin Qianjue turned his hand and took out a piece of black metal with a big fist, and said: "If you win, how about this piece of Xuan-rank high-grade treasure material Dark Dragon Gold belongs to you?" I know that Brother Dao has been looking for this kind of treasure for a long time. If I win, I don't want anything, how about I ask you for a disciple of the martial arts realm?"

Qing Yunzi looked at the piece of Dark Dragon Gold, his eyes were hot, if he got this treasure, his flying sword level could be refined to the ultimate level of the Xuan Rank, and his strength would be greatly increased.

Qing Yunzi suppressed the heat in his heart and said, "I don't know that disciple is so favored by a thousand peerless brothers, and he is willing to be such a treasure?"

"Hahaha, I won't hide it from you, it's your sect Xu Ming, the last time it happened in the Thousand Teng Valley, I found that its physical body is strong, and it is extremely suitable for my sect's exercises, you also know, my sword gate exercises are really domineering, and there are very few true inheritors, I really love this piece of jade. Lin Qianjue said with a smile, as for the truth and falsehood, only he knows.

Qing Yunzi looked at the piece of dark dragon gold, groaned slightly, and laughed: "Since Brother Qianjue likes it, this color is so decided, but this is more than Xu Ming can also participate, and he has nothing to say if he loses to your sect." ”

As soon as Qingyunzi's words came out, Lin Qianjue was very determined, he originally planned to directly exchange the Dark Dragon Gold for Xu Ming, but if Qingyunzi dared to agree to such a thing as selling disciples, he would also be the head of the Qingyun Sect, and no sect could tolerate a sect master who dared to sell his disciples.

Xu Ming didn't know that he was sold by Qingyunzi like this, he was a small martial artist in the realm of martial arts, and in Qingyunzi's opinion, it was really nothing.

Just when Qingyunzi and the two made a bet, the two on the stage had already decided the winner, only to see Yuan Ming being slashed by Zhou Cong with a knife, spitting out a mouthful of blood, if he hadn't blocked it with a sword, he would even have the power of death.

"Hahaha, are Qingyun Sect all scum? Zhou Cong pursed his lips and laughed wildly.

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect were furious, this Badaomen was so rampant, and the disciples jumped on the stage one by one......

The disciples of the two sects of Qingyun and Badao competed, and it was obvious that the disciples of the Badao Sect were obviously stronger than the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, but after all, it was the home of the Qingyun Sect, you came and went, there were eight people in the Badao Sect, and now six people have been defeated by the sword of the Qingyun disciples, although some of them are victorious and have the suspicion of wheel warfare.

But now, the Qingyun disciples are even a little desperate, the disciples of the Badao Sect standing on the stage, their cultivation has reached the consummation of martial arts, the previous martial artists are in the later stage, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect can still win the battle, but for this person on the stage, they can only despair.

"This is the little nephew, Lin Daoxiong, what does Brother Qingyunzi think?" Lin Qianjue looked at Lin Daoxiong on the stage, nodded with satisfaction, and said to Qingyunzi.

"It's not bad, with such cultivation at a young age, the future is promising!" Qingyunzi praised lightly, and secretly passed on the message to Elder Hu, who was presiding over the challenge platform of Qingyun Sect: "This kid is extraordinary, you go and find Xu Ming who is in retreat to see if you can fight." ”

Qing Yunzi also had a headache, and said in his heart: "I hope that Xu Ming can win, otherwise I can only let me make a futile move that day, although disturbing his retreat to impact the martial artist is not conducive to his future, but I can't care about it much." ”

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After Xu Ming practiced the barbarian emperor's wrath yesterday, he was in retreat to breathe, in order to calm the surging qi and blood after the barbarian emperor's wrath yesterday.

As soon as he finished practicing, he saw his Qingyun token float up suddenly, and a voice came out: "Xu Ming, get out of the customs quickly, and go to the sect challenge platform to face the battle!"

Could it be that someone challenged me? Xu Ming was puzzled, but before he could open the formation of his small courtyard, he saw the formation of the courtyard flickering, and it was directly broken by someone violently.

Before Xu Ming could figure it out, he saw Elder Hu, who had presided over the battle of the challenge platform last time, fly over, and Xu Ming didn't even have the time to say a word, so he was pulled by Elder Hu and flew towards the challenge platform.