Shang Lu once again took the preemptive action, quickly and violently swept towards Yang Maidong, the palm was blowing, a wave of offensive did not abate, Yang Maidong's expression was solemn, and he hurriedly turned into a few earthen walls, blocking the offensive, and the earthen walls were also broken.

At this time, Yang Maidong no longer dared to be careless, he looked at Shang Lu with cold eyes, his hands were sealed, and the yellow light wave stretched from the palm to the elbow, exuding a domineering aura, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, the yellow wave was condensed.

"Golden Arm!" Yang Maidong roared angrily, rushed forward, and punched towards Shang Lu's face, Shang Lu used his spiritual power, and went to the left, and the wind whistling in his ears startled him.

The two of them came and went, and no one could help anyone.

The two of them gradually exhausted their spiritual power, Shang Lu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

Yang Maidong is also stubborn, refusing to admit defeat, and the two of them are entangled together.

Rumble!

Yang Maidong was lying on the ground, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and he slowly stood up again with his hands on the ground, his face was already blue and swollen. Shang Lu on the other side was no better, the corners of his mouth were blue, his hair was messy, and his clothes were ragged.

"You two stop," Elder Li stood on the trial platform and looked at it seriously, "You two are tied." After the words fell, he flew towards the high platform in a dashing manner.

Shang Lu grinned, wiped the blood indiscriminately, saluted Yang Maidong, and slowly walked off the trial platform, looking like a hanger.

"Brother Yang!" Shang Lufei ran over and hugged him fiercely.

Qingyang's body stiffened, and he said after a while: "Not bad, not bad." Qingyang said two good things in a row, and pushed him away quietly, asking, "Are you okay?"

Shang Lu shook his head, "It's all skin injuries, Yang Maidong is more seriously injured than me." Glancing at Yang Maidong, who was limping off the trial platform, Shang Lu couldn't help but be proud.

"The two of you are in the same realm, and Yang Maidong seems to have more powerful moves, he has probably been experienced, and he can draw with him, which is good! Work hard, and you'll definitely pull him a distance!" Qingyang affirmed him. He could see that Shang Lu was a stubborn temper, unwilling to admit defeat, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and over time, Shang Lu's future was unlimited.

Shang Lu smiled and nodded, because of Qingyang's words, he couldn't help but warm up, he left his parents early, and since he entered the sect, Qingyang has been helping him, just like his elder brother.

"You get some rest." Qingyang said to him, looking at him in disheveled clothes, and slowly walked to the side. couldn't help but sigh with emotion, he was really still a child, his encouragement was extremely important to Shang Lu, and his words and deeds also affected Shang Lu's children.

The competition ended one after another, and only Qingyang has not yet competed, which has attracted continuous discussions.

"Who is that person, how is it alone?"

"You don't even know that? The eldest brother of the new disciple Shang Lu. ”

"Haven't seen much?"

"Why doesn't Brother Yang have an opponent?"

For a while, it was lively again, and Qingyang was still standing there in line with my attitude of being immovable.

Only then did Elder Li remember, "Silence! The No. 1 player directly enters the finals! To participate in this competition, there is one person left, so the three elders decided that those who win the first number can go directly to the competition! Let's take a break, and in an hour, the finals will be played!"

"Brother Yang, tsk, if I win the No. 1 draw, I won't be so miserable!" Shang Lu wailed, pointing at his face.

Chang Shan and Chen Ping also had colors on their faces, blue and purple, but they were much stronger than Shang Lu.

"Okay?" Qingyang held the token in his palm, glanced at it lightly, and said: "Blessing and misfortune depend on each other, now this No. 1 token is a hot potato, Shang Lu, you or?" Qingyang motioned for the three of them to look around, those people were all staring at each other, some were jealous, some were excited, and those who participated in the trial had their eyes like a sharp sword. If he could have killed someone, he would have been in a lot of holes.

"This?" Shang Lu's voice couldn't help but be lowered: "Why are they like this?"

Chang Shan said in a low voice: "It must be jealousy, jealousy of Brother Yang's good luck."

"Also, Brother Lu, you didn't find those sharp-eyed people, most of them were the people who participated in the competition just now, they fought hard to win the place, and Brother Yang easily got it, they must be unbalanced in their hearts." Chen Ping was very sophisticated and said: "This is the case in our village, if your family is rich, the relatives who are usually good with your family want your family to fall, which makes people's hearts unancient."

"Chen Ping is right, if you want to protect something, you must have the strength, the absolute strength to protect." Qingyang paused, and said: "But no matter what you do, you must be worthy of your conscience and the bottom line of doing things."

"Understood, Brother Yang!" The three of them nodded in unison. Qingyang didn't know how deeply his unintentional words would affect them in the days to come.

"Later, we will try to protect Brother Yang as much as possible." Shanglu Road.

"Good!"

Hearing this, Qingyang just smiled and didn't speak. But my heart is also warm.

Fangzhang Continent

Yu Jin has come to his senses, and Ye Luo has been taking care of him every step of the day in the past few days.

"God, the god of inkstone has helped us a lot this time, I don't know how to thank him." Ye Luo carried a basket and lowered his head to cut the flower branches.

Yu Jin lay lazily under the tree, with a book on his face, and said in a sullen voice: "I owe a lot of debts in my life, and some people can't pay off their debts."

"Click." Ye Luo cut a gardenia, bowed his head and whispered, "God."

Yu Jin took down the book, sat up and said, "Ye Luo, I know what you have to say." Some things have happened, and there will still be mustards in my heart.

Ye Luo was silent, she was upset for Qingyang's seniors, he did a lot of things, many things, and the gods didn't know. Sometimes she couldn't help but want to tell her, but when she thought of Qingyang's senior's entrustment, she still held back.

She has never seen someone who loves someone so deeply, desperately to love, and arranges all the ways for God, but she has never thought about himself.

In the past, she was always very envious of Yu Qian's love with God, the kind of mutual knowledge and love, and they were inseparable from each other. Now that Yu Qianshen and Changrong Tianjun are separated from each other, she can't help but doubt love. Until I understood Qingyang's love for God, it turned out that love could be so pure, but unfortunately God couldn't understand it.

"God, slave maid wants you to be happy." Ye Luo turned around, his eyes were extremely sincere.

I hope you understand the hard work of Qingyang's predecessors.

Yu Jin was stunned for a moment, and half smiled: "Ye Luo, why did you suddenly say this?" I'll be happy, really!"

Ye Luo grinned and nodded.

Yu Jin remembered something and said to her: "By the way, Ye Luo, I will go to the mortal world in a few days, Yan told you today, right?"

"Well, don't worry, the slave will take care of Zihe Palace." Ye Luo knew a few days ago that the gods needed to go through three lifetimes in the mortal world before they could truly remove the mark left by the Sunset Demon God.

Yu Jin nodded, then got up and walked slowly towards the main hall. What Ye Luo wanted to say, what she wanted to ask, she didn't know, but she couldn't let go of it after all, she couldn't let go of him and hurt her father.

Sometimes I wonder why I can't let go of it since it's been so long, it probably takes time.