Peach Blossom Valley, before it was incorporated into the Qinglian Sword Sect, was originally just an ordinary place to enjoy the scenery, and was later listed as a forbidden place for the Sword Sect by Li Twelve, and it was rarely open to outsiders. Hu Chen once happened to see Li Twelve carrying wine into the valley alone, and soon returned drunk, and asked Master Li Twelve, but never got an answer.

There are only a few matches left in the Jiazi competition, Hu Chen's opponents in the first two rounds are relatively weak, and they have successfully advanced to the sixth round, and the sword faction now has Song Xize, Lin Qingyue and Hu Chen left. In today's competition, the fourth senior brother Yang Qiong met Yan Qiu of the Sword Sect, and Hu Chen and a group of Sword Sect disciples cheered for the senior brother in the stands.

As the first person to compete for the top of the Jiazi Dabi this time, Yan Qiu lived up to everyone's expectations, and did not give Yang Qiong any chance at all, suppressing the whole process, no matter how strange and changeable Yang Qiong's spells were, how strange and strange all kinds of treasures were, Yan Qiu broke it with a sword, and later Yang Qiong really felt sorry for his treasures, and surrendered and admitted defeat.

Yan Qiu's overwhelming strength made those gamblers who had placed heavy bets on him excited, Yan Qiu's odds had been reduced to the minimum, and it was not certain that the gamblers who bet on him could get their money back, even so, there were still countless ordinary people and cultivators who threw a lot of money at Yan Qiu, not for anything else, not to mention Yan Qiu's handsomeness, it was the only time that the Sword Sect took the initiative to send disciples to participate in the war since the official establishment of Jiazi Dabi.

The strength of the Sword Sect is well known, and at the beginning of its establishment, it openly stood on the opposite side of many cultivators, suppressing the sword cultivation of the non-Sword Sect, and driving away all the non-human cultivators of other races in the Luofu Mountains.

The Crescent Moon Continent has been turbulent for nearly a thousand years, how many sects have ups and downs, there are always new people replacing the old, for the invincible Sword Sect in the mouth of the older generation, I also feel that it is like that, what is the legend going on, few people are willing to delve into it, there are not a few people who have cultivated the Tao at a young age and practiced magic and no one in their eyes, how much praise is how much slander, only those large sects with an orderly inheritance know that the Sword Sect has always been the Sword Sect, and it has never changed.

Yan Qiu's performance in the Jiazi Contest slapped the faces of many people who liked to say some cool things, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he had not done his best, and looked around, who was worthy of being his opponent? He didn't understand what was the significance of the master letting him participate in this Jiazi Competition, just for an immortal weapon? But in his eyes, whether it was an immortal weapon or various other Dao treasures, his master had broken it with a sword, so what was the use of it?

Yan Qiu suddenly recalled that when he asked Li Twelve, the master could resist the Qinglian Nine Songs that he praised with just one finger, and from this point of view, the master was countless times stronger than he imagined. If Yan Qiu knew that it was not his master himself at all, but just an incarnation of a yang god, it is estimated that his surprise and worship would be even more violent.

Yan Qiu smiled at the corner of his mouth, his demeanor was calm and chic, and his heart was full of pride, when he could despise the world's heroes like his master, how good it would be. Looking forward to the bright light, there are colorful fairies from all walks of life under the mountain shouting Yan Qiu's name loudly in the stands, and there are more daring fairies casting spells and throwing things such as gauze silk scarves in their hands, they don't ask Yan Qiu to pick them up, as long as Yan Qiu looks at them, there is a burst of excited screams.

Just as he was complacent, Yan Qiu suddenly saw Hu Chen on the stands, Hu Chen saw that his senior brother Yang Qiong was helpless and spread his hands towards him, he saw that his senior brother did not have much depression, so he happily stood up and waved to Yang Qiong, Yan Qiu saw Hu Chen's movements, and his face became gloomy.

Yan Qiu vaguely remembered that he asked Li Twelve back then, Hu Chen was still a child, and there was a young man with a black and thin girl who was also present at that time, presumably some of his last gaffes were also seen by Hu Chen, at this moment Hu Chen actually waved at him, is this reminding him? Yan Qiu's eyes were lowered, and he sneered in his heart, he was a little looking forward to Hu Chen's promotion to one of the ten, if he met him, he would make him unable to wave his hands and laugh again.

Yan Qiu felt that he no longer had the shame to stay in the ring to accept the congratulations, flicked his sleeves, turned around and left with the wind, leaving behind a group of fairies who looked at each other and the cultivators who shouted loudly to cheer, not understanding where he provoked this Sword Sect sword. Sun Jin raised his eyes and glanced at Hu Chen, he didn't know what to do with Hu Chen and Yan Qiu, since the Qinglian Sword Sect and the Sword Sect had long had old grudges, there were more than a few trivial things to mention.

Sun Jin continued to close his eyes and recuperate, he watched Yan Qiu grow up, and under the eyes of everyone, Yan Qiu walked away regardless of his demeanor, and he was indeed younger. Immediately smiled, he suddenly understood the intention of the Sword Sect Master who was also a teacher and a friend, and it may not be all good things if the road of cultivation went smoothly, he became famous at a young age, his realm was high, and his cultivation did not keep up, and the tribulations of the Great Dao would not be less in the future.

Hu Chen didn't realize that Yan Qiu left because of himself, turned his head and happily asked his senior brother Yang Qionglai to sit beside him, Lin Qingyue glanced at Yan Qiu's distant back, and then at Hu Chen, who was heartless, and couldn't help but smile slightly. She had heard Hu Chen mention that he had a relationship with Yan Qiu, the speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, and in Lin Qingyue's opinion, the sword man's mind was not very good.

In addition to the much-anticipated battle between the Sword Sect and the Qinglian Sword Sect, there is also a competition that is highly anticipated, and those gamblers who have placed heavy bets on this competition are looking forward to it, just because after so many competitions, only this person can be regarded as a real dark horse, as long as he wins this one, he will be ranked among the top ten people in Jiazi. And until now, no one knows what sect he comes from, even his name makes people feel like a pseudonym, and even the newspaper of Jiufang Mountain is unknown, and many of the dark horses that were favored before have been out, only this person has come to the present in obscurity.

Jiang Chao, whose name is unknown, looking at his performance in Jiazi Dabi, should be a pure martial artist, divided into a high-level group of pneumatics, and few people have paid attention to it along the way. The reason why people suddenly paid attention to it was that his opponent Zhang Xian, the descendant disciple of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain, was known as the Little Heavenly Master, and he didn't know how many demons and monsters he had split the hearts of the five thunder righteous methods in one hand, and it also broke the thoughts of many people who wanted to make a name for themselves through the Heavenly Master's Mansion, especially Zhang Xian, who was also rumored to be good at talismans, but it was rarely used in the Jiazi Dabi.

Zhang Xian was chanting words in his mouth, laying down thunder, and at the same time looking at Jiang Chao, who he couldn't see through even if the two of them were facing each other. Jiang Chao must have taken the path of martial arts, he didn't know how heavy the specific fist was, and even Jiufang Mountain hadn't dug up more reliable information, so he would only know who would lose and who would win after fighting this one.

Zhang Xian's face was solemn and he quietly took out a few pale golden talismans and hid them in his hand, the Five Thunder Righteous Law is not as big as a Qi practitioner who takes the Qi Cultivation Sect for the threat of pure martial arts, if he is close to the Martial Arts' hard anti-lightning method, then these talismans are the gifts he prepared for Jiang Chao, this is his means of pressing the bottom of the box, and the power of a Dao Talisman is almost comparable to a blow from a half-step God Realm monk.

With these several golden talismans as a guarantee, he dared to say that he would win, carefully sail the ship of ten thousand years, he could not afford to lose this battle, the Taoist Maoshan faction since it was divided into Cuipingguan and Longhu Mountain, Cuipingguan has stabilized the Longhu Mountain over the years, if he loses this battle to the little-known Jiang Chao, no matter how others, he has decided to isolate himself.

Jiang Chao smiled and looked at the little heavenly master Zhang Xian opposite, his vein was originally indifferent and natural, and the master also strictly forbade him to participate in these worldly rights and wrongs, it was he who quietly came to participate in the Jiazi Dabi without his master, in his opinion, these people in the cultivation are like ordinary people chasing fame and fortune, and have deviated from their original intention of cultivating, the reason why he wants to come here to participate in the Jiazi Dabi is to let some cultivators who are above the top know that there are people outside the world, and there are also people on the sea.

They have been fighting the tide and chasing the waves at sea all the year round, saving many fishermen who have fallen into the sea, and how many sea boats they have carried with their brothers and sisters in the wind and waves to avoid bad luck, they have never been exposed to people, and the fishermen who go to sea have never known about these things, they only think that it is just the blessing of the gods, so that the incense of the sea god Niangniang Temple by the endless sea is extremely prosperous.

The thunder leads that Zhang Xian sacrificed and the talismans that were quietly dragged in his hand, Jiang Chao saw them in his eyes, smiled slightly, and did not stop Zhang Xian's movements. After seeing the scene of the endless sea of anger, the hurricane swept the monstrous waves with lightning and thunder, and the fist-sized raindrops beat the body like a martial artist's drums.

Zhang Xian coldly caught a glimpse of a smile on the corner of Jiang Chao's mouth, and became angry, what a barbarian and reckless man, dare to underestimate the Five Thunder Righteous Law of Longhu Mountain? Zhang Xian smiled coldly, his realm was not enough, this Wild Thunder Ten Thousand Tribulation Array could only condense nine hundred and eighty-one tribulation clouds, even so, it was not something that a mere martial artist in the pneumatic realm could resist.

Jiang Chao didn't dodge or dodge, the lightning with the thickness of his arm hit his body, the coarse cloth clothes were scattered everywhere in an instant, and a trace of dark red flashed at the lightning strike, but Jiang Chao was unharmed, but he comfortably shook his shoulder, this power was like tickling him, Jiang Chao looked at the lightning that followed, and gritted his teeth, this is a little interesting.

Zhang Xian's face did not change, but his heart was like a big wave, he had never seen a cultivator resist the clouds so hard, what kind of confidence should this be? Even if the demon clan is strong in the flesh, it will not resist the clouds under normal circumstances, because there is a trace of thunder and coercion in the clouds, and occasionally it is the best way to forge the body with its cleansing of the body, but one after another lightning is carried down, but it has great damage to the body, and in serious cases, it even damages the foundation of the Great Dao, and the gain of breaking the path of cultivation outweighs the loss.

Zhang Yuan glanced at Jiang Chao slowly, and then glanced at several judges on the left and right, Lu Chunyang nodded slightly, Sun Jin and Li Twelve were silent, Wang Shouren looked at Jiang Chao who was bathed in the surging electric light and shook his head, and the old man Xuanyuan gently stroked his beard.

The many cultivators in the stands looked at the figure that stretched their muscles and bones in the electric light, as if stretching their waists, and they were all dumbfounded, is this still a human being? What kind of martial artist can have such a physique? Hu Chen opened his mouth wide and squinted at the place where the electric light was shining and he couldn't see the situation clearly, and he admired the man who was not tall in his heart. Since the Jiazi Dabi, he has also seen a lot of so-called geniuses, and no one has ever brought him such a big shock, Yuan Fei who shook Yanshan is not good, Miao Fenghua of Furong Pool is not good, and even Sword Sect Yan Qiu is not as good as this Jiang Chao in his eyes.

The clouds receded, Jiang Chao soothed his hands and feet, and smiled at the stunned Zhang Xian, the whole person had already stood in front of Zhang Xian, Zhang Xian subconsciously threw out the talisman in his hand, only to see that some of the talismans turned into half a mountain, some turned into a sea tide, and some turned into a huge log, and they all attacked Jiang Chao, Jiang Chao laughed and said, ' It's good', there was a flash of red light all over his body, and one punch after another scattered all the things that these talismans had turned into, and these talismans suddenly dissipated, turning into rune paper of various colors and materials flying, Zhang Xian looked at Jiang Chao with a dead face.

"Demon cultivator, he's a demon cultivator!", someone in the crowd exclaimed, and suddenly, the sound of screams and gasps of cold air rang out, and the voices were boiling.

"Senior brother, what is a demon cultivator? I see that these people seem to be very scared?" Hu Chen turned his head and asked the senior brother Yang Qiong beside him.

Yang Qiong glanced at Jiang Chao strangely, he didn't understand why this demon cultivator would take the initiative to appear in the world. Hearing Hu Chen's question, he casually explained: "Whether a cultivator takes the path of martial arts or takes the qi refining path, after all, it is inseparable from the nourishment of aura, no matter how our realm is improved, the aura in the world will eventually exchange with our own aura, so as to achieve a balance." Demon cultivators are different, their extraction of aura is extremely pure, only in and out, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are thieves of the Great Dao, the demon cultivators are disgusted by all cultivators, and they are called demons, and every demon cultivator will inevitably cause the pursuit of the cultivation world and set off a bloody storm, which is why the number of demon cultivators on the continent is extremely rare. ”

All the means prepared by Zhang Xian were broken, even if there were still some treasures at the bottom of the box, he was not ready to take them out and be embarrassed, he glanced at Jiang Chao with a sad expression, and he was already determined to die. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he began to scatter his skills, what is the use of his Dao method, he can't even beat a nameless person, how can he talk about revitalizing Longhu Mountain, how can he be qualified to be a little heavenly master?

Jiang Chao glanced at Zhang Xian strangely, he didn't hurt Zhang Xian, why did he vomit blood, and suddenly remembered something, and didn't see how he moved, he had already kicked Zhang Xian under the ring, banned his aura operation, and interrupted Zhang Xian's method of scattered attacks.

An old heavenly master of Longhu Mountain stood up, flew to Zhang Xian's side, and took a closer look, Zhang Xian's scattered attack was interrupted, and he was forbidden by Jiang Chao's aura so he fainted, the old heavenly master glanced at Jiang Chao with a complicated expression, he didn't know whether to thank this demon cultivator or resent, sighed, picked up Zhang Xian and left.

A gambler who lost money shouted: "This competition can't be counted, this demon cultivator has the audacity to come to our Jiazi Dabi to make trouble, and ask all the judges to administer justice, take down this person, clear up the source, and return me to practice a peace!" With this shout, the crowd lived, and the crowd was suddenly angry, and even the impulsive cultivator wanted to rush into the ring to make a move, but was stopped by the disciples of the Sword Sect. For a while, everyone looked at the judges on the high platform, and their attitudes would determine the fate of Jiang Chao.

Jiang Chao looked at the surging crowd with a gloomy expression, did he do something wrong? He now somewhat understood why Shizun let them live on the sea, and forbade them to contact those they had helped, and the senior brother had also warned him that they were like rats, as long as they appeared in front of people, everyone would shout and beat them. He didn't believe it, he wanted to come to Jiazi Dabi to prove to the world that demon cultivators are also flesh and blood people with a conscience, and now it seems that he was wrong!

Zhang Yuan wanted to say something, but when he saw his uncle closing his eyes and recuperating from the side, he stopped talking, even if he had the heart to favor Longhu Mountain, when he remembered the bloody wind and rain in the past, even he had palpitations. The old man Xuanyuan looked at the judges who seemed to have nothing to do with him, stood up, and just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by the loud laughter that shook the sky, and the judges all opened their eyes and looked at an old man standing in the sky.

The Demon Emperor hated the sky, Lu Chunyang muttered in a low voice: "Old guy, aren't you dead yet?"

The old man's eyes burst into light, he glanced at the judges, scooped up the river tide with a big hand, and disappeared in an instant.

A loud laugh came from afar, "After so many years, the cultivation world is still like this, and it is really boring. Lu Chunyang, don't think that Lao Tzu thinks you are interesting and dares to pick up the stubble at will, be careful that one day Lao Tzu is happy to take his disciples and grandchildren to your Zhongnan Mountain and dig your dog hole......!