Gong Xiao was in the sedan chair, showing his head shyly and shocked.

The whole audience was silent for a while, and then the heat was extremely hot, and many people shouted loudly, and they were overwhelmed by Gong Xiao.

Gong Xiaoqing's blood and jade bones are no longer ordinary monks, her appearance and posture can fascinate thousands of men!

"It's so beautiful, it's more beautiful than the Holy Maiden Xia Yao!"

"Beigong Xiaonan Xia Yao is really not joking, who can marry Gong Xiao, can't be beautiful?"

"What's more important is the physique, the blue blood and jade bones, unheard of, it's simply an immortal!"

Everyone was talking, and even on the side of the viewing platform, the people from famous families were in an uproar.

Gong Xiao suddenly brought the atmosphere to its climax.

Gong Bao said again: "Okay, get off the sedan chair, there can only be one wishful husband who can watch the little girl in the future, many Tianjiao come on." ”

In the sky, the eight-carried sedan chair fell back to the courtyard and did not reappear.

Everyone is itching, and there can only be one wishful man who can watch Gong Xiao in the future, and that is naturally the winner of the competition.

"If anyone wins, they can actually hold the beauty, and passing the palace Xiao level is actually going through the motions. When the time comes, Gong Xiaofeng will not be able to show her face at all, and she will fall into the arms of the winner under the watchful eye of the public, which is to win her. Sun Zhou sighed, for Gong Xiao's fate is unfair.

Qilinzi smiled happily, looking like a nymphomaniac: "Sun Zhou, you know a hammer, don't you see Gong Xiao smiling shyly?" She is obviously looking forward to getting married, and it's all because of my existence. She wanted to marry me, so she smiled shyly and not sadly. ”

You can pull it down.

I asked the unicorn to stop being lewd, and the palace guard has already announced the start of the martial arts competition.

"There are no rules for recruiting relatives in martial arts, and you will be deemed to have participated when you get on the field. Of course, if you win three games in a row, you can rest and heal first, and then challenge when you are well. ”

This model is very simple, except that you can rest if you win three games in a row, which is also to be as fair as possible, otherwise anyone who wins five games or seven games in a row will lose too much because of physical exhaustion or injury.

"Good!" The monks shouted excitedly, they couldn't wait.

On the edge of the ring, a seven-story early stage monk actually came on the field first, he stood in the ring, and said domineeringly: "Who is coming?" ”

"I'm coming!" A bald head came out of the crowd, jumped into the sky, and then fell from the sky, kicking the monk directly.

The prelude to the competition to recruit relatives began.

At the beginning, it was basically sevenfold, and everyone came and went, and the fight was inexorable, and it was too addictive.

But none of them won three games in a row.

Three hours later, the sevenfold peak monk appeared, and won two games in a row before being beaten.

The battle suddenly became fierce, and the sevenfold peak was the best among the heavenly pride, not counting the eightfold.

Qilinzi was also anxious, grabbed the King Kong seal in his arms and said, "Why are they all so fierce?" I've got to play, get through three of them! ”

When his words fell, someone was knocked down, and he immediately flew up and jumped up, holding the King Kong seal in one hand and hitting the Great Wilderness Netherworld with the other: "Dare to fight with this emperor!" ”

"Come!"

Most of the monks at the peak of the sevenfold are also from famous families, but they are not afraid of the Nine Ghost Sect, just start fighting.

So, the unicorn was beaten down in two rounds, and if I hadn't caught him, he would have rolled several laps.

"Damn, the ring is too slippery, Lao Li, you must be careful!" Qilinzi scolded and scolded, and was unwilling to say: "These big factions of dog days usually don't show up, and if there are women, they will come to rob them, they are really stabbed!" Lao Tzu has to retreat and cultivate! ”

Sun Zhou and the others all snickered, and it was not easy to gloat clearly.

I ignore the unicorn and just watch the battle.

In the afternoon, the battle became more and more intense, and the best of those sevenfold peaks also made a move, most of them had unique secret methods, not only hard power, but also special magic weapons and even spells, which can be described as a hundred flowers blooming, and the fight was called a world falling apart.

Every winner in this way is bound to be injured or even severely injured, and the next battle will be eliminated.

"Brother Li, do you want to come to the stage? It shouldn't be difficult to win three games now, and if you win, you can cultivate, but if Yae Tianjiao comes to power later, it will be difficult. Gao Xibing asked me at this time, worried about me.

He was afraid that if I fought three Yae Tianjiao in a row, I would be too tired, and maybe I would be injured.

I smiled faintly: "None of them came to the stage, what should I do when I go up?" You can't bully children, right? ”

The Sevenfold Peak is a child in my eyes, and I still want to have a face and not bully them.

In this way, evening came, and the children were basically finished.

After another duel, the crowd was in an uproar, and they all stared at the ring with wide eyes.

Because a man with seven long swords on his back flew up from the viewing platform and landed in the ring!

The contestants on the viewing platform must be the top faction Tianjiao, how can everyone not be in an uproar?

"It's the Heavenly Mountain Sword Saint! The hundred-year-old genius of the Taishang Tianshan Gate, on the day of choosing the sword, there are seven swords to recognize the master! ”

"So powerful? I heard that the Taishang Tianshan Gate uses the sword to prove the Tao, and everyone in the sect will choose the sword, so that the sword recognizes the master, what level is the seven swords to recognize the master? ”

"The first ancestor of the Tianshan Mountains chose the sword and recognized the lord with nine swords, and the sword saint son recognized the lord with seven swords, no wonder he was enshrined as the sword saint son!"

The monks talked a lot, and they all heard of the legend of the sword selection of the Tianshan Gate.

I think about it, the seven swords recognize the Lord, it doesn't sound simple.

Look at the Sword Saint Son again, he is handsome and starry, his face is cold, and his whole body exudes sword energy, he himself is like a sharp sword out of the sheath!

This is a Tianjiao who specializes in cultivating sword qi, and his strength is in the early stage of the eightfold period, which is about the same as that of Murong Kyushu.

However, the Sword Saint should be stronger, and his sword can break talismans!

As soon as the Sword Saint Son came on the field, he directly swept a seven-fold pinnacle Tianjiao, and he only drew one sword, and with a flash of sword light, Tianjiao was blown away.

"It's too strong!" All the monks were amazed.

Now, where does Tianjiao below the eightfold dare to play?

One by one, they looked at the viewing platform, looking forward to the showdown with the Eight Heavenly Pride.

The crowd on the viewing platform was indifferent, and there were a lot of Tianjiao there, in addition to the more famous ones such as Wuwei Taoist, some of them were also eightfold.

However, they are all very low-key, and no one will fight against the Sword Saint.

After a silence, Gong Bao couldn't hold it back, and got up to round the field: "The power of the Sword Saint Son, no one can shake it, so let's count the Sword Saint Son who has won three games in a row, and he can rest." ”

Gong Bao didn't want to be cold, he hoped that the Sword Saint would go first, in fact, he should wait, there must be Tianjiao who will make a move.

"Eh, it's not appropriate, the rules can't be broken." Wuwei Daoist suddenly got up, he was wearing a Taoist robe, looking a little immortal.

Everyone looked at him, and the palace guard smiled a little flattering at him.

He scanned the crowd and pretended to ask: "The duel of the Eightfold Tianjiao is about to begin, have the Sevenfold Tianjiao all finished?" Why didn't I see the first day of Proud Li Eleven? ”

I snorted coldly in my heart, you, a Taoist who cut off two corpses, are really not worthy of the nine-character mantra.

As soon as the Wuwei Taoist said this, all eyes converged on me.

Someone coaxed: "Yes, why doesn't Li Tianjiao play?" If you don't play, it's not good to win. ”

"It's not like you've given up, is it? In the eightfold Tianjiao battle, he is really struggling with a sevenfold peak. ”

"If it were me, I would give up, who would want to die?"

Wuwei Daoist completely roasted me on the fire, I became the focus, and not playing was cowardice.

I'm not going to be scared, and I'm just getting ready to play.

In the early stage of the Sword Saint Son's eightfold, it was enough to help me warm up, and I didn't beat him as a crazy child, but a thirty-year-old strong man beating an eighteen-year-old young man, so he could fight.

I jumped and landed in the ring.

The crowd that was talking about it was quiet, and then it became even hotter.

Expecting and gloating, I guess they all want to see if I can do another miracle on my first day.

"Well, it's worthy of the pride of the first day." Wuwei Taoist laughed and sat down to watch the play.

Xia Yao and Mulan were also watching me from the viewing platform.

One by one, eyes were focused on the ring, and the Sword Saint looked at me calmly, cold from beginning to end.

I felt a killing intent, the Sword Saint was one of the four Tianjiao who wanted to kill me, selling the face of the Qing Bag faction.

You're welcome, double law turn, let's fight!

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