"I heard that Cheng Zhenren sat down and the disciples all participated in this fairy sword conference?"

It was Elder Pushan of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect who spoke, and after the Demon Spider incident, Ye Wanxiao became friends with him. The seats of the Immortal Sword Conference are arranged according to the status of the sect in the immortal cultivation world, with the five major sects in the front seat, and the others second. Due to the good relationship between the Xuantian Sect and the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect, the locations are also close together.

Coincidentally, Elder Pushan and Ye Wanxiao were sitting next to each other, and the two of them were close.

"Where, there are only two disciples under this seat", Ye Wanxiao was a little embarrassed when she heard someone praise herself like this, how could it be so exaggerated, all the disciples of the sect participated, so he accepted two apprentices.

"Amitabha, there are not many disciples in the essence, I look at the real disciples, they are all above the fusion period, they are really talented", Elder Pushan is not very good, he is afraid that the skills of sycophants are first-class, and Ye Wanxiao also feels that she is very powerful.

Ye Wanxiao said that she didn't continue the topic, and the compliments seemed fake. He was looking for Yan Yang's figure in the crowd, he thought it would take some time, but he didn't expect to see him at a glance, and Yan Yang seemed to have been observing Ye Wanxiao.

The two of them met their eyes at once, only to feel that there was only each other left in their eyes, and the noisy environment around them was not so noisy. In the end, Ye Wanxiao put away her gaze first, smiled at Yan Yang encouragingly, and bowed her head.

Yan Yang saw Shizun's smile on himself, and he only felt that the whole person was excited. Shizun, he smiled at me, and then became more confident in the next game, "I must perform well and win glory for Shizun." ”

The order of the competition was decided by drawing lots, and Yan Yang drew No. 7, which was the fifth group. Although it is said to be fast, it is not fast to say that it is not fast, the victory and defeat are known within a few moves with a large difference in strength, and the realm is almost the same to maintain for a long time, and it is already afternoon when it arrives in Yanyang.

The one who competed with Yan Yang was an acquaintance, and Yan Yang was also taken care of a lot by him when he was a child.

"Brother Wang"

"Senior Brother Yan"

After the two of them had done a false salute, they began to fight, Yan Yang's cultivation was obviously much higher than the disciple surnamed Wang, Wang Qi was eager to win, focusing on attacking, but after all, there was a gap in the realm, he seemed a little impatient, and his shots were a little out of order.

Compared with Wang Qi, Yan Yang's whole person seems to be at ease, and his movements are as smooth as flowing water. Although there are only a few moves, there is no need to think that Yan Yang won this battle.

Wang Qi is getting more and more at a disadvantage, and he is unwilling in his heart, why has he only been cultivating for a few years, and his cultivation is already so high, obviously I have put in so much effort, but it is still not as good as coming halfway, why can he get the favor of his master, and live in the bamboo garden where even the senior brother does not live, why is he so good.

No one noticed that Wang Qi's eyes were getting redder and redder, and his attacks were becoming more and more ruthless, and every time he looked for it, there was a huge murderous aura, and the people around him saw that the situation began to tend to a draw, and then they applauded, only Yan Yang and Ye Wanxiao found that Wang Qi was wrong.

"System, how do you feel that Wang Qi is getting more and more powerful, the whole person is a little abnormal, like ......"

"Ding, system scanning......"

"Ding, host, Wang Qi is too obsessed with winning or losing, and wants to surpass Yan Yang in the game. The obsession is too deep into the devil."

Ye Wanxiao secretly said "not good", in the original plot, it was clear that the original body talked to Wang Qi alone before the game, and the Ming Dynasty mocked him that he couldn't compare to Yan Yang, and did a little trick to him, so as to stimulate the demons in his heart, he fell into the demon during the competition, Yan Yang was invincible, and he exposed his demon cultivation in a hurry.

Although Wang Qi's cultivation is not high, but the demon barrier is too deep, he is in the devil, his brain is not clear, he will only remember the thing he remembers the most, and he will achieve it regardless of his goal, he is obsessed with killing Yan Yang.

But Ye Wanxiao thought that the task could drag on for a while, and she didn't talk to Wang Qi at all, why did she still fall into the devil.

"Ding, it's the self-completion of the world's consciousness." The system knew Ye Wanxiao's question and answered it randomly in Ye Wanxiao's mind.

It's world consciousness again, Ye Wanxiao is angry in her heart, why is world consciousness always against him.

Yan Yang's side, in the face of Wang Qi's tricks, began to be powerless, compared to him who is so good at playing even his life, Yan Yang can't avoid it at all.

Wang Qi did not achieve his goal for a long time, and his inner demons became stronger and stronger, trying to blow himself up and kill Yan Yang in a lose-lose way.

The people around me also noticed that something was wrong

"No, that disciple is enchanted"

"Ah, he's going to blow himself up......"

"Yan Yang! Get out of the way!" Ye Wanxiao shouted anxiously, at this time, he didn't care about the characters, he only cared about whether Yan Yang was okay and whether he would be injured.

Ming's surroundings were so noisy, Yan Yang still heard his master's words, and lost his mind for a while.

"What are you doing in a daze, use the transfer technique quickly", the black shadow suddenly spoke in Yan Yang's head, and Yan Yang subconsciously did so.

Shifting technique, use your own demonic energy, absorb the demonic energy of others, and then use it as a prevention to rebound the enemy's attacks. The bigger the attack, the better the defense.

So in the eyes of everyone, Yan Yang used the Demon Cultivation Technique after he was stunned, and with a black gas on both hands, he knocked Wang Qi down. And Wang Qi himself blew himself up and wanted to pull Yanyang to die together, but all the attacks returned to him, and he exploded directly and died, with a rain of blood around him.

When the scene calmed down, the people around him began to speak.

"The magic skill he just used, he is a demon cultivator!"

"Why do the disciples who come to participate in the competition have demon cultivators!"

"I think the disciple who blew himself up just now was also induced by him, otherwise why would he blow himself up."

"What you said makes sense, it's just a game, what kind of hatred and hatred, you can joke with your own life."

The scene was chaotic for a while, not only the disciples who participated in the competition were discussing, but even the spectator seats were faintly commotion.

"If I remember correctly, isn't that a disciple of Ming Cheng Zhenren?" As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Wanxiao and Yan Yang.

Ye Wanxiao's hands were trembling at this time, and what she didn't want to face was still here. And Yan Yang, after the attack, was also stunned, he actually exposed his demon cultivation, he also killed Wang Qi, Shizun he saw it, he knew everything.

Seeing that Ye Wanxiao didn't speak, the people around him began to shout, "Zhenren, your apprentice is a demon cultivator, and he killed his fellow disciples, as his master, don't you have anything to say." ”

Song Chenghong was by Ye Wanxiao's side, and he also recognized Yan Yang, but he was more concerned about Ye Wanxiao, and the condition of his junior brother was obviously wrong.

"Wanxiao, are you okay?"

Ye Wanxiao came back to her senses, looked at Yan Yang on the platform, opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"Ding, the system releases the task, exile Yan Yang into Suo Po Ruins, the mission countdown, a quarter of an hour."

"Ding, the system reminds that this is the host's last mission in this world, please take it seriously and start denouncing Yan Yang immediately"

"Ding, the system starts the countdown ......"

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