Sure enough, as soon as Canglong came out, Cui Qing's expression obviously became cautious, and the long sword in his hand moved again, ready to take the initiative.

In the crazy surge of heaven and earth yuanli, a rapid sword roar sounded, like a violent wind and tsunami, and like a breeze blowing willows, giving people a strange feeling.

However, everyone clearly felt that a violent coercion suddenly descended on the audience, and that kind of cold killing aura was even excluded from Cangyan Peak's strongest fire attribute power.

"Khooth!"

The sound of the sword broke through the air, and the invisible sword rain fell from the sky, and in Cui Qing's loud shout, he slashed out a brilliant sword that pierced through Changhong. This sword gives people the feeling that the momentum is extremely terrifying, and it wants to open the mountain and break the mountain.

"Boom...... Poof!"

The sound of the explosion resounded through the void, attracting the attention of many Cangyan Sect disciples in the distance, and they all rose in the sky and swept towards this side.

The crimson dragon-shaped horse that Zhan Ziping condensed collapsed on the spot, and he himself was even more like a heavy blow, vomiting blood and flying upside down.

"Senior Brother Zhan!"

Zhou Cheng swept out in an instant and caught the hard-hit Zhan Ziping, but saw that the latter's face was pale and unwilling, and he wanted to push him away and fight again, but the feeling of weakness in his body made him hesitate to take the steps he wanted to take.

Ji Xueqing and the others had dim eyes, and they were defeated in an instant?

Could it be that the gap between himself and the disciples of Biyang Cloud Palace is so big, with the same cultivation, even Senior Brother Zhan can't take a move from the other party?

Especially when I heard the whispers of those disciples who had just arrived, a strong sense of frustration grew in my heart.

"Who is that person, so angry!"

"Yes, even Senior Brother Zhan has been defeated, I have never seen such a terrifying young generation. ”

"It seems to be someone from Biyang Cloud Palace?"

"Biyang Cloud Palace, no wonder, it's a direct force of the Emperor Heavenly Palace, and I can't afford to climb it. ”

“......”

Cui Qing defeated the two Tianjiao of Cangyan Sect in a few moves, and his momentum did not decrease but increased, holding a sword in one hand, like a king overlooking all living beings.

That's not all, he even humiliated in front of the full range of martial artists: "You dare to do it with me for this little ability, and you are embarrassed to say that you have the same cultivation as me, which is simply vulnerable." ”

Zhan Ziping was ashamed and furious, seeing that the eyes of the disciples looking at him seemed to be different from the past, he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to drill down.

He is the unsurpassed Tianjiao of the Cangyan Sect, and he has always been a model for the younger generation of disciples, and he has never been defeated. Today's scene was seen by everyone on the spot, and the invincible image established in the past collapsed.

In particular, Cui Qing's words directly destroyed his last wisp of faith, and it made people feel that his previous confidence and unashamed words became the biggest joke in an instant.

Suddenly, he saw a black-robed figure in the crowd, and he also looked at him at this moment. For some reason, he saw a glimmer of pity in this gaze.

Immediately, the figure shook its head slightly, turned and left.

"New kid, you stop me!"

Zhan Ziping was already a little angry, you just joined the Cangyan Sect, what qualifications do you have to show mercy to me? Among all the disciples, everyone can look down on me, but you can't.

With your natural qualifications, if it weren't for the luck of being brought back by the Yi madman, it is estimated that you would not be qualified to enter the Cangyan Sect for the rest of your life! Even the benefits of the Red Flame Sea were enjoyed by him alone, and he had not yet cultivated to enter the Holy Realm.

If...... If it was himself who entered the Red Flame Sea that day, he would definitely be able to advance by leaps and bounds, and he would not be defeated in the hands of Cui Qing today, right?

Zhan Ziping had lost his mind, and he was so angry that he actually attributed his defeat to Zhong Zihao.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Long before Zhou Cheng and Zhan Ziping started, Zhong Zihao expected such a result, and after the duel was over at this moment, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, does every sect have such disciples?

The question was not destined to come to fruition, he laughed to himself, shook his head and prepared to leave.

It just so happened that this action was seen by the defeated Zhan Ziping, and there was the current scene under the misunderstanding.

Zhong Zihao paused when he heard the cheers, and said suspiciously: "Talk to me?"

Zhan Ziping forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body and stood up: "Apart from you, who else is new here?"

Regardless of everyone's reactions, he said to Cui Qing: "It's nothing if you can defeat me, unless you defeat our Cangyan Sect's No. 1 disciple." ”

"You're not the strongest?"

Cui Qing was stunned, he really hadn't thought about this question in detail.

In his opinion, the disciples who can be recommended to enter the Biyang Cloud Palace must be the strongest in cultivation, and among the few people he has seen, Zhan Ziping is indeed the most superb in cultivation, and he is regarded as the first person in the Cangyan Sect when he successfully completes the chapter.

"I'm not number one!"

Zhan Ziping's answer was quite particular, and he did not deny that he was the strongest, only that he was not the first.

"Then who is the first, let him come and fight with me, just to make up for the regret of not being able to have fun just now. Instead of being disappointed, Cui Qing asked with great interest, unconsciously becoming more and more warlike.

"That's him!"

Zhan Ziping raised his hand and pointed, and everyone followed the direction to see the black-robed man with an ugly face.

"You're kidding me?"

Cui Qing naturally saw it, and then became furious.

Zhong Zihao has seen it a long time ago, and he has cultivated to "know the roots" of combat power, and Zhan Ziping's move is undoubtedly fooling himself.

"No!"

Who knows, Zhan Ziping is very serious: "In the trial not long ago, the disciple who won the first place was him, if you don't believe it, you can ask everyone, everyone present can prove it." ”

"Huh?"

Not only was Cui Qing surprised at this moment, but even Ling Tianrui and Xing Yiyun were puzzled. And, judging from the expressions of the disciples in the audience, it seems that Zhan Ziping is not lying.

Of course, everyone couldn't say anything, they had already understood that Senior Brother Zhan was resentful because he was taken away from him first, and he wanted to take the opportunity to make the other party look good.

Zhou Cheng and Ji Xueqing frowned, and intuitively felt that Zhan Ziping's move was inappropriate, although they did not have a good impression of Zhong Zihao, nor did they have a bad impression. The shy disciple showed a worried expression.

"Yes, it's him, I will only be convinced if you defeat him!"

Zhan Ziping was afraid that this fire would not be strong enough, and he was worried that it would not burn, so he took the opportunity to say again.

Although Zhong Zihao's face was calm, Zhan Ziping's move had completely angered him, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion at the moment, he didn't mind teaching the other party a lesson on the spot.

He turned a blind eye to everyone's reactions, and took a deep look at Zhan Ziping, who was smiling, and if his steps moved again, he was about to leave from here.

"That kid go back, I can't imagine that you are hiding deeply, come and let me try, is it that the master has lost his eyes. Cui Qing also shouted.

"I'm not interested in competing with you, just when you win!" Zhong Zihao kept walking.

"I, Cui Qing, have defeated Tianjiao countless times in my life, and I have never been won by 'just as' once, today you have to fight, and you have to fight if you don't fight!"

Cui Qing stretched out his figure, jumped out and stopped Zhong Zihao, his eyes narrowed slightly, and shouted loudly.

"Get out of the way, you're not my match!"

The clay man also has three points of fire, not to mention the generation of demon kings who dominate the Yuntian Continent, Zhong Zihao looked at Cui Qing for a while, and his angry voice resounded in all directions.

(End of chapter)