Black rock towers in the purple hall beneath the craggy rocks

Bai Mei and Hui Fa stood side by side in front of the throne above the main hall, and Hui Fa's three-game bet made the original gunpowder smell and the increasingly hot situation have a slight turnaround.

Mao Wenxuan is a monk of the fifth layer of Qi training, so he naturally knows that Bai Mei and Huifa are just the peak of the early stage of Qi training, and the cultivation of the third layer of Qi training.

"It's okay to fight, but you can't play. The senior disciples of the Vajra Famen Temple, the monks of the same level present are probably not your opponents. Smiling slightly, Mao Wenxuan pointed at his white eyebrows: "Just let him go." ”

Although Bai Mei appeared with Huifa, he didn't talk much, and he was dressed plainly and had an obscure atmosphere. It's more like Huifa's entourage.

Mao Wenxuan asked Bai Mei to participate in the gambling game, which Huifa had already thought of, otherwise he would not have asked Bai Mei in advance.

"We're in love now!" shook his head helplessly at Huifa, took a step towards the sword, and the long sword in his hand waved down, ready to fight!

White eyebrows played, Mao Wenxuan nodded with satisfaction, in his opinion, such a little-known kid could not survive three battles!

Turning around, Mao Wenxuan said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, who can help you defeat this person, Mao is willing to thank you with a bottle of bamboo spirit pill." ”

The Bamboo Spirit Pill is an ancient pill that Mao Wenxuan accidentally obtained.

It can help monks in the Qi cultivation period to purify their true qi and improve the quality of their true qi.

Although the higher the cultivation, the worse the effect, but it is still a rare treasure for some low-level monks.

As soon as Mao Wenxuan finished speaking, Zhao Yuji, who had shown his face before, walked out first and arched his hand towards Mao Wenxuan: "Senior Mao, junior is willing to serve." ”

Holding a sword and looking at Zhao Yuji who was walking step by step, his white eyebrows looked at him, and Zhao Yuji raised his head slightly: "Zhao Yuji in the Xiamen, what do you call Your Excellency?"

"White eyebrows. Zhao Yuji looked at him with a hint of contempt, which made Bai Mei feel a little dissatisfied.

Since stepping into the path of a monk and still a sword cultivator, Bai Mei's former gentle temper has become more and more sharp!

Looking at the young man with white eyebrows in front of him, Zhao Yuji had a few strands of pride in his eyes.

Luoxiamen is a well-known sect in the entire southern region, although it is not as good as a behemoth like the Vajra Famen Temple.

But as a newly rising star in the door, for an inconspicuous opponent like Bai Mei, Zhao Yuji is confident that he can end the battle within a hundred moves.

The two reported each other's names, and the battle was about to break out!

Zhao Yuji, who didn't have the heart to fight with Bai Mei slowly, was the most fierce offensive as soon as he came up!

Luoxiamen's Hongxi swordsmanship is an extremely ruthless attack swordsmanship!

With a sunset glow, the long sword in Zhao Yuji's hand turned into a dazzling red glow in an instant, and with the pressure of the sunset, it attacked Bai Mei fiercely!

Looking at Zhao Yuji's attack, Bai Mei suddenly had a very strange feeling in his heart.

This is the first time that Bai Mei has played against a kendo monk.

In the eyes of others and Zhao Yuji, Bai Mei, who was standing in place, seemed to be frightened by Zhao Yuji's fierce tiger-like attack and had no time to react.

Even Huifa behind Bai Mei frowned slightly, and the golden light in his hand lit up, wanting to save Bai Mei at a critical moment.

And at an angle that no one could see, the white eyebrows and eyes at this time were already covered with a faint brilliance at some point.

Zhao Yuji's fierce roaring sword roar was clearly dissected and decomposed in the white eyebrows.

The bones all over his body were faintly itchy, and the battle intent in his white eyebrows and eyes suddenly burned, and he twisted his body!

First come, first served!

The long sword in his hand shot out blatantly, and Bai Mei raised his hand to make a move that was exactly the same as Zhao Yuji's sunset glow and blasted it head-on!

"How is it possible?!" his eyes widened, and Zhao Yuji looked at the two identical swordsmanship in shock!

Ding Ding Ding!

The crisp symphony of swords and blades couldn't hide the shock in Zhao Yuji's heart!

Drawing his sword and turning around, Zhao Yuji's face was gloomy, and he looked at Bai Mei: "Who are you, where did you steal the swordsmanship!"

The long sword in his hand casually pulled a sword flower, and his white eyebrows and eyes looked at Zhao Yuji: "Is this swordsmanship difficult?"

As soon as the words fell, Bai Mei stepped on his feet, his body rushed towards Zhao Yuji like electricity, and the sword in his hand roared, and it was the sunset again!

Damn! Secretly scolded, being attacked by an outsider with his own swordsmanship made Zhao Yuji's heart rise a great sense of humiliation, the long sword ping-pong resonated, the more the battle continued, the more the shock in Zhao Yuji's heart became more and more intense!

Where the hell did this monster come out, how could this be?! After dozens of rounds, Bai Mei forced it back a few steps with a sword, and the long sword in Zhao Yuji's hand trembled.

A total of thirteen styles of Hongxi swordsmanship, every time Zhao Yuji makes a move, he will be learned by Bai Mei in an instant, in just dozens of rounds, Bai Mei has learned seven of the Hongxi swordsmanship, from Bai Mei's unfinished eyes, Zhao Yuji really can't imagine what kind of talent this is, in order to create such a terrifying demon.

Bai Mei's fight with Zhao Yuji not only shocked Zhao Yuji himself. It also made Mao Wenxuan on the side feel unbelievable, as a sword cultivator, how difficult it is to learn and understand a set of swordsmanship, Mao Wenxuan is extremely clear.

Not to mention the Hongxi swordsmanship, which is already very mature, it is a set of swordsmanship created by grass, and if you want to use what you have learned in the fight with the enemy, this ability is unheard of by Mao Wenxuan.

Full of self-confidence, he wanted to defeat Bai Mei within a hundred moves, but in the end, not only did he not defeat others, but he was learned by others and repelled himself. The emotions of anger and resentment ignited, and under Zhao Yuji's gloomy complexion, the light of danger began to beat.

An arrow stepped forward, Zhao Yuji met Bai Mei again, and the sword move in his hand bloomed, as if he wanted to fight Bai Mei again.

The expertise of the Lord of the Shushan Sword Sect gave Bai Mei the talent, and in this battle, it played an incomparably powerful role.

At this moment, Bai Mei is like a shriveled sponge, and the enemy's swordsmanship routine is like a splash of water, sprinkled on the sponge of Bai Mei, and is quickly absorbed by Bai Mei.

At the same time, it brings an unprecedented pleasure to Bai Mei.

Bai Mei, who was immersed in this pleasure, saw Zhao Yuji attacking again, a trace of excitement flashed on his face, and he did not hesitate to face the battle.

The white eyebrows ushered in, and a yin light suddenly appeared in Zhao Yuji's eyes, and the seal suppressed somewhere on his body was loosened, and the momentum on Zhao Yuji's body suddenly soared, and he went directly from the cultivation of the third layer in the early stage of qi training to the fourth layer of qi training!

Suddenly, the originally fair competition was suddenly broken!

The drastic changes in Zhao Yuji's breath naturally can't be hidden from others.

Mao Wenxuan and Bai Yun Shuangweng both frowned. They are all righteous path monks, and they don't like Zhao Yuji's style of concealing his cultivation and waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack, not to mention that Zhao Yuji himself is also a monk of the righteous path sect, and this method is no different from the demon path.

On the other hand, Ye Xia and Chijin Mountain, the poisonous girls on the side of the Demon Dao, showed a playful smile when they saw Zhao Yuji's actions.

"Shameless!" scolded angrily, Zhao Yuji concealed that the sudden outbreak of cultivation caught Huifa unexpectedly, and wanted to stop it, but Bai Mei and Zhao Yuji were about to meet, so they had no choice but to scold, and secretly decided in their hearts that they must teach this Wang Ba calf a tragic lesson.

At this time, Zhao Yuji had no time to take care of the eyes of others, and was repelled by Bai Mei in an almost humiliating way, stabbing Zhao Yuji's originally proud heart.

Xiu Wei's suppression was released, and Zhao Yuji's long sword waved, pushing away the long sword with white eyebrows. Leaned out his left palm, and the true qi in his body, which was several times stronger, rolled violently, and a palm imprinted towards Bai Mei.

Being in the center, the battle spirit was high, and Bai Mei, who was bent on fighting, didn't notice the change in Zhao Yuji's cultivation at all, but felt that Zhao Yuji's offensive was suddenly much more powerful. The long sword was pushed away, and Zhao Yuji's left palm followed.

The instantaneous reaction of the body, the white eyebrows met with a palm!

Rumble!

The two fleshy palms slammed together!

The blue light of the red sunset bloomed one after another, and the sudden wave of qi wrapped in a large amount of dust spread in all directions, and the power was terrifying!

The dust cleared, and everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the two figures that gradually became clearer.

"Vomit ......" covered his left arm, Zhao Yuji's face was full of pain and blood, the long sword in his right hand fell to the ground, and he raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at his white eyebrows: "Physical cultivation?!"

Bai Mei nodded slightly.

Physical Cultivation!

Zhao Yuji's question was affirmed by Bai Mei, and the monks below also discussed it noisily.

Looking solemnly at the white eyebrows who came with a sword, Mao Wenxuan suddenly realized that the young man with white eyebrows in front of him was far from being as ordinary as he appeared on the outside.

These casual cultivators don't know, but a senior sword cultivator like Mao Wenxuan knows. Refining the body from the Qi training period is one of the characteristics of the ancient swordsmanship.

The ancient sword path has disappeared a lot for some reason, but all the ones that can survive are ancient and powerful sects.

But looking at this young man's appearance, he doesn't look like a disciple of a big sect, is it...... As soon as he thought of this, Mao Wenxuan's eyes began to glow, if the inheritance of an ancient sword path was passed on, it would definitely make all the monks in the entire southern land boil, and this little guy in front of him had a great chance of getting an adventure in the ancient sword path somewhere.

This time it's really the right place. Even if you don't get that treasure, if you can get the inheritance of the ancient sword, it will be really ......

Looking at Mao Wenxuan suspiciously, this man's sudden blazing gaze made Bai Mei feel a little strange.

Bang Bang Bang!

The strange applause that suddenly echoed in the entire hall suddenly alerted everyone

"I didn't expect that as soon as this seat was resurrected, there would be so many surprises, which was really unexpected. Dressed in a black robe from beginning to end, the Blood Corpse Daoist slowly walked into the hall with Mu Ye: "Well, that's good." Although they are all miscellaneous fish and scattered cultivation, they can also refine some meat stiffness!"

Leisurely walked in front of all the monks in the hall, the blood corpse Taoist lifted the hood on his head, revealing an ugly face full of green tendons, his eyes shining with scarlet light looked at the white eyebrows, and the blood corpse Taoist stretched out his slender tongue and licked his lips: "What a perfect body~"

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