Heyang Town, Mountain and Sea Garden.

Baguio, an elf-like green girl, took a detour around Heyang City, and found that the hateful Qingyunmen people did not chase after her, so she walked towards a chic garden in the city.

Shanhaiyuan is a demon gate stronghold secretly built by the Ghost King Sect for several years, and on the surface it looks like an ordinary inn, but in fact it is a place where the four sects of the Demon Gate secretly border.

Baguio gently came to the inner courtyard of the small garden, the peach blossoms in the garden are flying, the arch bridge is flowing water, and the scenery is pleasant.

In the center of the courtyard sat a middle-aged man, with black hair and a shawl, dressed in a white Confucian robe, who looked like an elegant person, but in fact his identity was the sect master of the Ghost King Sect.

"Dad, I'm back."

Baguio threw the burden full of elixir to the stone table in the courtyard, picked up the jade water cup that had already been burned on the table and drank it all.

The ghost king slowly put down the quilt in his hand on the stone table, and with a wave of his palm, the invisible strong wind blew away the white cloth burden on the table, revealing many precious elixirs that were precious for a long time.

"Yao'er, these elixirs don't seem to be cheap."

The Ghost King raised his eyebrows, revealing surprise, and couldn't help asking.

"No, it's a broken stone for a fool." Baguio laughed.

Suddenly, his face changed again, as if he remembered something hateful, and his pretty face was full of anger.

"What's wrong, Yao'er?" The Ghost King asked.

"I'm fine, Dad. It's just that I met a very hateful person.

By the way, Dad? I still have something to do, so I won't talk to you about it yet. ”

Baguio said as he left the Inner Garden of Mountains and Seas.

Looking at the disappearing figure of Baguio, the ghost king couldn't help but sigh.

He naturally knew why Baguio was in such a hurry, because in three days it would be her mother's idiot's sacrifice day.

At this moment, after Baguio left, a young man in a green robe walked into Shanhai Garden.

"Meet the Sect Master!"

The young man in the green robe had a respectful face, and he had an extraordinary momentum, and his right index finger holding his fist carried a shiny cyan ring!

"Qinglong, tell me about the people and things you met on this trip to Baguio!"

……

Qingyunmen, today is a seven-vein martial arts meeting of the sect, and it is the most important thing for the entire sect in recent years.

In the sky above the green clouds, the mountains and the sea of clouds, flying swords danced together. Countless brilliant flying swords bloomed all over the sky, like a hundred schools of thought.

Because the people of Xiaozhufeng are all women, they are the focus wherever they go.

And Xu Yi, who is among women, is the focus of attention.

For a while, countless envious and jealous eyes fell on him, all because the iceberg beauty who walked side by side with him was Qingyun, and Lu Xueqi was proud on the first day.

This alone is enough to arouse the anger of anyone.

However, Xu Yi is a big man who has seen the world in the end, and he has deeply learned the essence of "On how to be cheeky", which has been lost for many years in the immortal cultivation world.

For a moment, his face was as usual, his nostrils were facing the sky, and he looked at those vulgar people with a haughty attitude.

There was no talk all the way, and the atmosphere was tense. Lu Xueqi's face was cold, she never showed any color to show others, basically ignored the people around her, and went straight to the home field Tongtian Peak.

On the jade square of the Seven Veins Huiwu, Tongtian Peak, and Taiqing Palace, the first seat of the Seven Veins formed a faction.

There are a total of eight duel venues, arranged in Taiji Bagua, which are divided into dry position, kun position, Xun position, exchange position, Gen position, earthquake position, departure position, and kan position.

Each of them has an elder of the Qingyun Sect in charge, and the head of the sect, Dao Xuan, is in the highest position of the Taiqing Palace, overlooking the whole audience.

A round of lottery ceremony ended, and all the results were announced on the jade wall of the Taiqing Palace.

Offstage, Xu Yi saw that his opponent was a disciple of Long Shoufeng named Chu Yuhong.

Except for a glance at Lu Xueqi's opponent, it didn't seem to be difficult to deal with, and the others stopped paying attention.

In the Kun Position Arena, the disciples of the Dragon Head Peak had already stood on the field and waited for a long time, and Xu Yi was not pretentious and jumped directly to the peak.

"Longshou Feng Chu Yuhong, please advise." The man said with his fists clenched.

"Xiaozhufeng Xu Yi." Xu Yi said.

"Little Bamboo Peak? Senior brother, doesn't Shuiyue Zhenren never accept men as apprentices?

Judging by your young age, it seems that you haven't practiced for a few years. Chu Yuhong asked.

"Where did you come from so much nonsense, you can't fight. Don't hit yourself mellow and get out of the way. ”

He didn't have a good impression of Cangsong, and he didn't even have a good face for the people of the entire Longshou Peak with Xu Yi.

Especially the person in front of him is a lot of crooked, and he is still getting to the bottom of it.

Chu Yuhong was irritated by Xu Yi, his lips trembled with anger, and he said fiercely, "Please advise!" ”

After speaking, the referee elder saw that the two sides were in place and ordered the martial arts to begin.

Chu Yuhong took the lead in making a move, holding a silver flying sword and stabbing at Xu Yi, ready to test a move and probe the depth.

"I have a sword named Piaoxue, this sword contains the extreme speed of the sword, a sword out, life and death are broken!"

I don't know when Xu Yi had already taken out the three-foot Qingfeng, held it in one hand, and held it on his chest, his face was extremely pious.

The "Drifting Snow" sword is a sword move he has mastered in the past five years, with extreme speed and unpredictable power.

At the moment when Chu Yuhong stabbed, the long sword in Xu Yi's palm flickered, disappeared in an instant, and the entire figure disappeared out of thin air.

In everyone's eyes, they only felt a sword light pass by, and then disappeared without a trace.

Under the blazing sun, Chu Yuhong maintained the posture of stabbing out the sword.

It's just that his forehead can't help but sweat coldly, which is an instinctive reaction.

Looking at his throat again, there was a shallow, thin, undetectable wound left by the blade, and a trace of red blood slowly reflected on the pale and bloodless skin of fright.

If this wound is scored another three points, Chu Yuhong feels that he will really die!

"The world's martial arts are invincible. The world's swordsmanship is unbreakable. ”

At this moment, a bland but extremely unrefutable voice came from behind him.

Under the scorching sun, the figure in the green shirt held a sword with his back to the common people, and his demeanor was graceful.

"Throw in the towel!" Chu Yuhong had to bow his head, but his face was also full of shame.

"Well, learn more. Pay less attention to the lip service. Xu Yi said.

"Xiao Zhufeng, Xu Yisheng."

As the referee elder announced the result, Xu Yi easily walked off the stage with a comfortable face.

Leaving the martial arts venue, Lu Xueqi wore a white dress, and the white clothes were better than the snow. The superb swordsmanship dazzles and dizzies.

The sword spirit is vertical and horizontal, and the fighting spirit is high. Hit the opponent so straight that he didn't have the slightest power to fight back, and directly forced him to the edge of the ring and fell.

"Xiao Zhufeng, Lu Xueqi wins!"

The referee elder ordered the result, Lu Xueqi slowly withdrew the Tianya sword, her face was cold, and the crowd naturally got out of the way, looking in awe.

"Hey, master. The swordsmanship is good, powerful, powerful, and the apprentice admires it. ”

Xu Yi stepped forward, with a smile on his face, walking side by side with the goddess in the angry eyes of passers-by, talking and laughing.

"Shut up!" Lu Xueqi snorted coldly, looking at Xu Yi with unkind eyes, very cold and arrogant.

In fact, it was a headache for Xu Yi's deviated painting style, distressed, and even irritable.