High in the pitch-black sky, the stars were dotted, exuding a faint brilliance, dispelling the cold darkness. The bright moon hung high, sprinkling wisps of silver light like mist, enveloping the Qinglong Sect.

Even though it's nightfall, the arena is still crowded with people, bustle and hustle, passion and fighting, blood and sweat, and fierce battles are staged here every day to determine the glorious winner.

Le Wushuang looked at the man in blue who jumped into the fighting arena, and a look of surprise appeared on his handsome face.

The man in blue is named Hua Yan, he is a black belt disciple of Lingyu Peak, and he is also the ninth person in the black belt disciple list of the whole sect, and his strength is absolutely strong among the black belt disciples, there is no doubt about it.

Huayan blue clothes are elegant, his appearance is outstanding, his lips are red and his teeth are white, he is extremely pretty, like a fairy descending to earth, so beautiful that even if a woman sees him, she can't help but feel jealous, because this man's appearance surpasses many extraordinary beauties.

But it was such a beautiful man, and his strength made all the black belt disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect frightened and jealous, just because he was the ninth genius disciple in the black belt disciple list of the entire sect.

The Qinglong Sect has a total of five peaks, and the black belt disciples in each peak are as few as hundreds, as many as thousands, these black belt disciples are all young and handsome people from all over the Qinglong Divine Continent, Hua Yan can stand out from thousands of black belt disciples, ranking ninth in the list of black belt disciples in the whole sect, you can imagine how amazing his strength is.

It is said that in the last Quanzong Disciple Competition, if he hadn't met a black belt disciple with extraordinary strength in Qinglong Peak, with his strength, he should be able to squeeze into the top five. But it's a pity that Hua Yan met the equally amazing and brilliant Qinglong Peak Black Belt disciple and cut off his future.

Although it makes people feel quite sorry, it can be seen from this that Huayan's strength is strong.

"Senior Brother Le said earlier that the people who compete with Senior Brother Xiaotian are limited to those above the late stage of the Naqi Realm and below the Ordinary Realm, although I am the ninth person on the list of black belt disciples of the whole sect, but in terms of strength, I also meet the standards set by Senior Brother Le. ”

"I don't know if I can compete with Senior Brother Xiaotian?"

Huayan has a dignified appearance, elegant manners, a smile, and an unusual elegance, giving people a very easy-going and approachable feeling.

Le Wushuang looked at Long Xiaotian and asked him to make his own decision, after all, Hua Yan's strength was definitely very strong among the black belt disciples of the entire Blue Dragon Sect, and he was an extremely strong opponent, even more powerful than Qin Jie, who had been defeated by Xiao Tian before.

"Since Senior Brother Huayan is willing to learn from me, it is naturally incumbent on me to be able to fight with Senior Brother Huayan, which is something that many black belt disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect dream of. ”

Although Huayan's name was very loud, Long Xiaotian did not have any fear, he looked indifferent, and said calmly, but the depth of his eyes was a solemn and jealous color that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.

Huayan is blue-clothed and black-haired, standing tall, leaving behind the world, elegant and quiet like a fairy, and is a rare beautiful boy. Although he stood quietly in place, not showing the slightest breath, he was able to give people a dull oppressive force, as if facing a majestic mountain, a little breathless.

"Xiao Tian, you have to be careful, this is Senior Brother Huayan who was almost able to rank in the top five black belt disciples of the whole sect back then, if it weren't for Wu Zhuang of Qinglong Peak, who was ranked first in the list of black belt disciples of the whole sect, Senior Brother Huayan would not have been ranked ninth. ”

"This is your blue sea pulse, if you lose, it's none of my business. ”

Le Wushuang winked at Long Xiaotian, shook the Bihai Tong Pulse Liquid in his hand, and then jumped under the stage, waiting for the battle between the two.

The blue-clothed Hua Yan shook his head and said with a light smile: "Senior Brother Le won the first place in the list of purple belt disciples of the whole sect back then, and Hua Yan is really lucky to be able to get Senior Brother Le's exaggeration, but these are just false names, and now this year's disciple competition of the whole sect is about to start, and those disciples who are dormant and silently cultivating on weekdays will inevitably show amazing strength." ”

"For example, people like Senior Brother Xiaotian, if they don't make a sound, they will be a blockbuster. ”

Long Xiaotian's expression was flat, and he said with a smile: "Senior Brother Huayan, please." ”

In the face of such a powerful opponent, Long Xiaotian was full of jealousy, but more of it was excitement and excitement. The battle with Qin Jie just now did not allow him to fully show his strength, he was very unhappy, and it was difficult to get the effect of sharpening himself and tapping his potential.

However, for a strong black belt disciple like Shang Huayan, he will inevitably face great pressure, which can stimulate his fighting spirit and fighting spirit to the greatest extent, comprehend and comprehend in battle, sublimate himself, and pave the way for future cultivation.

"Bell!"

The blue-clothed Huayan held the palm of his hand, and a slender silver spear emerged, which was firmly held in his palm. This is a silver-white spear, the barrel of the gun is engraved with a fierce goshawk, the tip of the spear is sharp and cold, under the cold moonlight, projecting a cold sharp edge.

"This is an intermediate-level mortal weapon...... Cloud Eagle Gun!"

Among the disciples watching the battle, someone soon said the origin of this silver-white spear.

This is an intermediate mortal weapon, the quality is excellent, in the mortal weapon area placed in the armory pavilion, the name is also very loud, I didn't expect Huayan to exchange it, presumably Huayan spent a lot of spiritual jade, because the exchange price of the cloud eagle gun is very expensive, and it is also among the best in the intermediate mortal weapon.

"It seems that Hua Yan is very unwilling to fail in the last Quanzong Disciple Competition, this time he spent a lot of spirit jade to exchange the Intermediate Mortal Weapon Cloud Eagle Spear from the Armory Pavilion, presumably for the upcoming Quanzong Disciple Competition. ”

"The price of the Cloud Eagle Spear is not low, even some Purple Belt disciples are difficult to exchange, Hua Yan can exchange it, it should be exhaustive of the spirit jade savings he has accumulated for two or three years, right?"

"As long as Hua Yan can compete for a higher ranking in this Sect Disciple Contest and spend so much spirit jade, it will be worth it, after all, if he can make his ranking rise, the rewards and benefits he will get are immeasurable. ”

"Let's see how Long Xiaotian responds, I hope he won't lose too quickly. ”

When the cloud eagle gun came out, Huayan's elegant and elegant temperament seemed to change, although he was still smiling, but it made people feel a cold murderous aura. Wisps of strong aura gradually erupted like a volcano that had been suppressed for thousands of years, and the atmosphere in the entire fighting arena became heavy and oppressive.

Long Xiaotian's pupils shrank slightly, just the aura that overflowed from his body had already made him feel a lot of oppression, it seemed that Hua Yan's strength was much higher than Qin Jie's, even if he didn't reach the realm of transcendence, it wouldn't be too far behind.

"Senior Brother Xiaotian, be careful. ”

Hua Yan smiled faintly, holding a silver-white cloud eagle spear flying over, the sharp tip of the spear was cold, inspiring a cold and sharp aura, like a sky net, enveloping Long Xiaotian.

"Mirror Moon Song!"

Long Xiaotian was surprised in his heart, Hua Yan's attack was swift and violent, like a raging storm, enveloping him in an instant, and the cold came to his body, making him feel cold all over his body. The melodious flute sound flies up, soothing and plain, such as the bright moon shining among the pines, and the clear spring stone flowing upstream, soft and without losing its toughness.

The cold moonlight flute sound curled and flew out from the flute hole, and the invisible sound wave enveloped Long Xiaotian, like the bright moon in the high sky, exuding a soft and cold brilliance, weakening the rapid and sharp cold light of Huayan's wielding cloud eagle spear.

"The Amazing Comedy!"

The sound of the flute changed from a gentle and gentle tune to a fierce and cold one, like a hundred ghosts crying at night, and a resentful woman crying, the tone was incomparably sharp and piercing, like thousands of silver needles shooting out like a storm, shooting through the mind full of holes and devastation.

As early as when Hua Yan was watching the battle from the audience, he already knew that Long Xiaotian had several strange tunes, which could invisibly disintegrate the opponent's killing machine and disrupt the opponent's qi, so as to expose the opponent's flaws, and then defeat the opponent.

Although he had already taken precautions, he didn't expect Long Xiaotian's attack to be so sudden, which surprised him quite a bit, and the sharp and swift offensive suddenly stopped, lacking the momentum of indomitable, and the attack power weakened a lot.

The continuous, pervasive sharp and cold flute sound like a torrential wind and rain eroded his mind, wanton and wanton Yuanshen, making him have a splitting headache, and the operation of the spiritual power in his body was also affected, which was not as smooth and tactful as before.

"Swift Walk!"

Seeing that Hua Yan was temporarily affected by the "Amazing Divine Comedy", his attention was distracted, and it was difficult to maintain a cold offensive, and he also showed flaws because of this.

Long Xiaotian seized this rare opportunity, as soon as the "Swift Walk" came out, wisps of light and flying flute sound came out as light as a bird, wrapping around his body, as if it was the key to unlocking the treasure, the potential in the depths of his body was stimulated, his body was as agile and elegant as a flying swallow, his toes touched the ground, turned into a blurred figure around the cloud eagle gun, and came to Hua Yan's back, the purple jade flute in his hand was like a dragon breaking out of the water, with heavy power, hitting Hua Yan's back.

"Humph!"

Hua Yan deserves to be the ninth genius disciple in the black belt disciple list of the whole sect, although he was disturbed by the "Amazing Divine Comedy" and disrupted the operation of qi, blood and spiritual power, but with his majestic spiritual power background, he was also able to quickly make a defense, temporarily resisting the cold sharp flute sound, and then waved the cloud eagle spear and turned his head and poked Long Xiaotian's wrist.

He didn't have a hard time with Long Xiaotian's purple jade flute, because when he was watching the battle from the audience just now, he had already noticed the extraordinaryness of this purple jade flute, and it was actually able to take the initiative to swallow the aura of heaven and earth, and it was obvious that this was a spiritual weapon.

The Cloud Eagle Spear is just an intermediate-level mortal weapon, if it collides head-on with the spirit weapon, there is no objection to hitting the stone with an egg, and he is dead, so he chooses to surround Wei to save Zhao, attack Long Xiaotian's wrist, and force him to defend back, so as to resolve the crisis he suffers.

This blow was extremely powerful, even if Long Xiaotian was forced to return to defense, he would be in a hurry because of this, revealing flaws, which was what Hua Yan wanted to see the most.

The cold cold light pierced the bone spur muscles, Long Xiaotian's wrist stabbed for a while, and he had no choice but to sweep the purple jade flute out, blocking the cloud eagle gun, a fierce force came through the purple jade flute, Long Xiaotian's mouth was in severe pain, and his heart was surprised, just as he was about to use the purple jade flute to perform a fierce and fierce attack, and the cloud eagle gun was broken, Hua Yan seemed to be aware of his intentions, and immediately took back the cloud eagle gun, and then slashed forward, a sharp cold breath was as sharp as a knife, coming head-on, Long Xiaotian's body turned sharply, and he could dodge it。

Hua Yan was like a tiger out of the cage, fierce and fierce, fierce and powerful, wielding a cloud eagle spear to draw out a series of afterimages, sharp like a knife, extremely cold, all enveloping Long Xiaotian's vital points.