The sky was shining, and on the Xuanyin platform, in the face of the monks of various sects observing the great competition between the disciples of the Xuanyin Sect, Yan Xuan Lao Dao continued to inspire the morale of the disciples of the sect.

"In the troubled times, all my Xuanyin Sect disciples need to work together, with the same path and morality......" The unison of many Xuanyin Sect disciples stirred in the Xuanyin Terrace, quite a bit of momentum.

"The Yin Demon Pulse is really good, this year, Ming'er and Ye Yao have both participated in the team battle and individual battle of the sect competition, I believe that not only in the sect, but even in the next Ten Demon Dao competitions, they can shine!" Ji Baojiang stood on the periphery of the Xuanyin Terrace and praised Ji Baorong and the beautiful woman with a smile.

"Compared to Ming'er, Ji Fan is really pitiful, the entire Soul Cultivation Peak is withering, and he actually let a ninth-level Qi refining monk stand in front. The beautiful woman said playfully.

"I heard that in the last sect competition, Ji Fan lost in one game, and the entire sect can't even make up the people in the team battle, and the difference in strength is too big, I believe that this year will be the same ending. Ji Baorong shook his head, feeling that Ji Fan was in the Xuanyin Sect and had already had an impact on Ji Ming.

"The big competition of the disciples of the sect is mainly based on martial arts and exercises, and it is absolutely impossible to hurt the lives of the same sect, I don't need to say anything about this, right? "A female elder from the Sect's Law Enforcement Hall has taken over the affairs of the sect's Dabi.

"This sect competition, you are only a disciple of the Soul Cultivation Peak, do you want to participate in the team battle instead of the sect?" The female elder looked at the lonely Ji Fan and confirmed to him.

"Participate. ”

Ji Fan didn't say much, but he didn't hesitate.

"You'd better not be lucky enough to get a bye, and come over and specify the bell rope. "The female elder remembers very clearly, the last time the clan team battled, there was still Ruan Yan, but this time Ji Fan was alone.

Because he participated in a sect competition, Ji Fan was no stranger to the rules of the competition, and he chose one end of the bell rope when he went up to sign the box.

"Whatever you want?"

Under the observation of the female elder, Ji Fan's attention didn't seem to be very concentrated, and the whole person's emotions even gave people a strange feeling.

What everyone didn't know at this time was that what Ji Fan was recalling in his mind was the scenes of hard cultivation in the first vein of entering the Soul Cultivation Peak, and that kind of pain even made him feel as if he was suffocated when he recalled it to this day.

"Participating in the Xuanyin Sect's Peak Vein Team Battle alone, Wu Hao, that kid seems to be a little abnormal!" an old man from the Ling Gang Sect said to the man beside him with a smile.

"I noticed him, he looked inconspicuous on the surface, but his Golden Spirit Root Qi Refining Aura was very strange, it seemed to be hiding something. The man in a black robe looked so cold that it made people hairy.

"Xuanyin Sect's Soul Cultivation Peak lineage, there seems to be a strange person!" A girl from the Cangyue Sect was also watching the situation on the Xuanyin Stage.

The monks of the major sects on the periphery of the Xuanyin Sect talked about it, but the old disciples of the other eight veins of the Xuanyin Sect mostly laughed it off, after all, the last time the sect had experienced a big competition, and not many people were too concerned about Ji Fan.

"The first vein of the Soul Nourishing Peak fights the first vein of the Yin Demon Peak. ”

When the designated rope bell of the team battle ended, the results announced by the female elder made many people even more discussed.

Ji Fan didn't come back to his senses until this time, and while his face was expressionless, he secretly sighed that this designated bell rope could be regarded as a kind of fate.

"I didn't expect it to be him, you don't have to make a move, I'll deal with him by myself. Ji Ming sneered, and he had a lot of disdain for Ji Fan, a toad.

"Don't be careless, the team battle of the sect is not the time to be rash. The middle-aged man with purple aura on his face, as the senior brother of the Yin Demon Peak, looked extremely serious.

"Soul Cultivation Peak, Yin Demon Peak~~~ Wouldn't it be that Ji Fan wants to fight against Ming'er......" Ji Baojiang just reacted a little, and his face showed an incredible look.

The draw of lots for the nine veins of Xuanyin, the competition between the peak veins and the peak veins, is very easy to encounter, the reason why Ji Baojiang was surprised was that he did not expect a pair of cousins to meet, and Ji Fan still fought alone on behalf of the peak veins.

"It's really stupid, I wanted to see his performance, but I didn't expect to participate in the team battle alone!" Miao Shan, one of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, felt that Ji Fan was like a piece of wood, and his head was not good.

"Ask you again, do you still want to participate in the clan team battle?" The female elder glanced at Ji Fan, with a cold intent to persuade him to retreat.

Ji Fan didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Ji Fan, a disciple of Soul Cultivation Peak, and Zhou Shaowu, Ran Gao, Meng Zhen, Ji Ming, and Ye Yao, disciples of Yin Demon Peak, stepped forward. "The female elder of the Law Enforcement Hall reported the names of those who participated in the team battle.

"There's no way to fight, don't talk about a five-person team battle, Ji Fan's ninth-level strength of qi refining, against any of them, there is no chance of winning!" Ji Hong only felt that the gap was too obvious, when Zhou Shaowu, who was flushed with purple gas, came to Ji Mansion to pick up Ji Ming, Ji Fan was still so sick that he was bedridden.

"Senior brother Ji Ming, it's already in the late stage of Tongxuan, right?" Ji Baojiang also felt at this time that Ji Fan was too ignorant.

"It seems that there is such a thing, Ji Fan, you are going to be real this year, right?" Contrary to many people's expectations, seeing the essence of Ji Fan opening his eyes, the middle-aged man with purple energy in the veins of Yin Demon Peak asked him with a much more solemn expression.

"Following the legacy of my brothers and sisters, and being an example of my brothers and sisters, I will be one with my master and my mother, and I will not lose again. Ji Fan's expression was calm, looking at the middle-aged man with a purple face.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhou Shaowu confirmed that Ji Fan, the senior brother of the Soul Cultivation Peak, had the qualifications to sit on an equal footing with him.

"On the day of the worship ceremony, I was really right, Uncle Mu once again pushed out the disciples of the Soul Raising Peak to fight in the Great War of the Hundred Sects. The statement of the middle-aged man with purple face shocked the people of the Xuanyin Sect and the major sects.

"Hehe~~~ Xiao Wu, if you are unlucky, I will use you to sacrifice the flag. On the Nine Palace Tree, Mu Huaisheng's address to the middle-aged man with purple qi made people's faces twitch, but the roll of battle flags he took out was extremely dazzling to the old disciples of the Soul Raising Peak and the elders of the peaks.

"The Heroic Spirit Battle Banner of the Soul Cultivation Peak!"

Not only some people from the Xuanyin Sect, but even people from the Nine Great Demon Sects and the Righteous Dao Sect, there are also many people who recognize the things in Mu Huaisheng's hands.

"Whew~~~"

Mu Huaisheng held it lightly with one arm, and a roll of battle flags floated towards the place where Ning Anyuan, a young woman in a plain skirt, was.

When the young woman in the plain skirt took a roll of battle flags, she took a deep breath, her expression was obviously much more serious, and she walked towards Ji Fan on the Xuanyin platform.

"Xiao Fan, do you still remember the grand wish that the master taught you when you first entered the Soul Cultivation Peak?"

"Establish a heart for the sky, establish a life for yourself, follow the peerless learning for respect, and open peace for all generations. Although Ji Fan's mood was calm, he knew that Shi Niang asked again, not so simple.

"The so-called inheritance of the sect is to inherit the legacy of the ancestors, on this Heroic Spirit Battle Banner, there are the famous soul marks of the ancestors of the Soul Raising Peak in the past dynasties, and the famous soul marks of those who died in the battle for breaking into the ancient path, a total of forty-seven people, are you now as the senior brother of the Soul Raising Peak, do you have the consciousness to take over this Heroic Spirit Battle Banner?" The young woman in the plain skirt asked Ji Fan's opinion softly.

"If you don't break a hundred sects, you won't pay it back!"

Ji Fan bowed solemnly and took over a roll of battle flags in front of the Xuanyin Sect and the monks of the major sects.

"Buzz~~~"

As Ji Fan threw the battle flag towards the periphery of Xuanyin Terrace, the battle flag was inserted into the ground and the vibration sounded, and the flag unfolded to reveal the name of a heroic spirit of the ancestor of the Soul Raising Peak, and the faint soul light condensed but did not disperse, as if to remind the world that the will of the Soul Cultivation Peak has been inherited.

"Have you finally come out of the Heroic Spirit Battle Banner? It seems that my Xuanyin Sect's Soul Cultivation Peak, someone has begun to attack the Hundred Sect War again, okay, okay, I want to see how far the disciples of the Soul Cultivation Peak who are in charge of the Heroic Spirit Battle Banner can go now. "The crane-haired and black-bearded Xuanyin Sect Master, his old eyes were slightly moist, and the expectations and longings in his heart could no longer be hidden.

"I thought that the first line of Soul Cultivation Peak would never be a disciple of the main battle again......" The black-robed young man of the Blood Luo Peak lineage clenched his hands into fists, as if he wanted to grasp this rare opportunity.

"A man should stand up to the sky, once the Heroic Spirit Battle Flag is out, even if he dies in battle, he should be indomitable. The young woman in the plain skirt looked at Ji Fan, hoping that he could compete for glory for himself and the sect.

"I see, Master. ”

Ji Fan replied very lightly, he felt that he might not have the corresponding ability now, if he knew that he was defeated and sent to death, he would not, but since he accepted the entrustment of the master and the mother, and took over the inheritance of the lineage, as long as there is a life, he can come again if he can't do it once.

"Xiao Wu, I advise you that the five people of the Yin Demon Sect fight together, let's go together, and it is better to fight quickly, he is not something that one or two people can cover. Mu Huaisheng was obviously surging, and he said to the middle-aged man with purple qi in the veins of Yin Demon Peak.

"Big Brother ......"

Ji Ming didn't expect such a thing, and he couldn't stand it at first, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhou Shaowu, whose face was flushed with purple anger, raising his hand.

"This pressure seems to have reached a point where it should not be underestimated!" The middle-aged man with a purple face glanced back at the slightly thin young man and a woman in a white suit.

"Whew~~~"

The slightly thin young man's expression became extremely serious, and he took out two steel thorns from the storage bag, which attracted Ji Fan's attention.

"Ji Ming, if you can't concentrate, I'm afraid this team battle will be difficult to fight, this is the disciple of the Soul Raising Peak who took over the Heroic Spirit Battle Banner, it is worth our best to deal with it, and get ready. The slightly thin young man holding the steel thorn stared at Ji Fan with his eyes and reminded Ji Ming behind him.

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh~~~"

Although Ji Ming was unwilling in his heart, under the increasingly solemn expressions of the two senior brothers, he had already begun to move in the rear, and took out the spirit seed medium and buried it in the gravel ground of the Xuanyin Terrace.

"Buried Wood Honosuke?"

Last time Ji Fan was in the sect's disciple competition, he saw Ji Ming's hand and knew that he wanted to urge the real law.

Compared with the head-to-head confrontation of martial arts, Ji Fan is better at striking first and making hidden kills or forcible kills.

However, the sect's disciple Dabi, after all, is not a real enemy, Ji Fan is a little worried that he will attack too hard and cause major damage to his fellow disciples, so he decided to observe it first.

"Buzz!Buzz~~~"

Ye Yao's expression was complicated, and she used her claws to make a virtual pressure movement in front of her, and the air pressure of the Xuanyin Platform was obviously shaking and shrinking, gathering towards her location.

"Idiot, what are you doing, you have lost the opportunity to attack......" Mu Huaisheng's roar made Ji Fan grin.

"What, why are you still shouting, but that person is really woody!" Even a female disciple of the Qingxu Sect couldn't help but secretly slander Mu Huaisheng and Ji Fan's master and apprentice.

"What is this waste doing cowering, there is no state of war at all, it really pisses me off!" Mu Huaisheng had just released his big words, and then looked at Ji Fan's performance, his fat face couldn't help but turn red, and he looked at the monks of the major sects, only to feel that he had become a joke.

"If it is really strong enough, the situation will not change because of the first strike and then the first attack, and once the two sides come into contact next, the confrontation will definitely be imminent!" The goateeed old man of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect only felt that he had sent Ji Fan to Miaojia City, and he was afraid that he would miss a rare talent for the sect.

"Ji Ming!"

The middle-aged man with a purple face turned his body with purple brilliance, giving people a sense of physical strength and defense.

"Demon Vine!"

Ji Ming's hands were sealed, and the wood spirit breath sank into the gravel ground from his body, and soon the ground shook.

"Bang! bang!"

Just as the thick vines were growing wildly from the ground, the thin young man with the steel thorns in his hands had already rushed towards Ji Fan with the thick vines.

"It doesn't seem to have much force, and the impact is slow. Ji Fan released two stainless steel daggers from the Qianjun Ring, and the golden spiritual breath transformed by Fan Gu Lingqi surging out, quickly turning the gray robe with wide cuffs into gold.

"Boom!"

A thick vine surged up, and Ji Fan seemed to be fluttering to the side with the wind, watching the thick vine sink into the gravel ground.

"Buzz~~~"

As Ji Ming pressed his hands on the ground, the Dao Entanglement Demon Vine became extremely flexible in an instant, and it was frantically entangled towards Ji Fan's figure.

I saw that Ji Fan was like a flea, constantly dodging and jumping on a Xuanyin platform, sometimes stepping on the air, and revealing faint ripples of energy.

The roaring sound was endless, and the demon vines that poured into the gravel ground would emerge from the ground as if they were growing all the time.

"Agile monks?"

For the middle-aged man with Ji Fan's smart steps under his feet, hiding in the middle of the Dao vines, and his face flushed with purple gas, his brows couldn't help frowning.

The entanglement technique that Ji Ming performed was not without momentum, but no matter how flexible the entangling demon vine was, it couldn't even touch the corners of Ji Fan's clothes.

Ji Ming seemed to feel that he couldn't take Ji Fan, and he was embarrassed, and his spiritual breath became more and more urgent.

In fact, even Mu Huaisheng and Ning Anyuan really saw Ji Fan fighting for the first time, and the estimation of his strength only came from the usual tempering and cultivation.

"Snort~~~"

After Ji Fan shook his body slightly and dodged the impact of a demon vine on his face, the stainless steel dagger in his left hand swung out a ray of extremely sharp golden light, cutting off the arm-thick demon vine in an instant.