Xuanqing's face was still as usual, and he faintly replied to Elder Kong of the Liuli Sect who was stroking his palm and smiling: "It seems that the elder is extremely appreciative of this scene, this disciple is afraid that he is unintentional, and he doesn't want anyone to be so appreciative, if he has the opportunity, he will definitely lead this disciple to meet Elder Kong, and thank Elder Kong in person." ”

The smile on Elder Kong's face turned cold, he snorted, and stopped talking.

"Ani Buddha Buddha, Xuanmen test, the disciples of the Seven Xuanzong are all shining, very dazzling, but it is not finished, Xuanqing Sect Master, Elder Kong, why not watch quietly, the little monk Jue, the real and regular place is at this time."

Elder Kong stopped speaking and looked at the other test benches. The test bench has already been quieted, and there are no more disciples fighting, but one or two have already been decided.

The second test platform, the number of people is getting smaller and smaller, and it is also the winner of the battle, the spear disciple, under the struggle, also does not care, the move is big and falls, as soon as the gun moves, someone retreats, and when it shakes, someone loses.

It's just that the spear disciple also has a few more minor injuries on his body, but he is still in good spirits, and it seems to have no effect at all.

The Silver Sword Disciple, the Spear Disciple, and the other three stood on the stage, looking at each other, waiting, and in the eyes of those three people, they were looking at the spear disciples.

The disciple of the silver sword, standing lightly, with both hands and swords, was behind him, looking at the sky, but not at people.

The spear disciple looked at the silver sword disciple, then stood up, raised the spear to the sky, and shouted coldly: "You three, go up together, I'll take it!" ”

The three of them looked at each other, some snorted coldly, some were slightly angry on their faces, and one of them said: "Zhang Heng, you are so arrogant, is there no one except your Vinaya!" ”

There are only a few people left in the hundred, and all of them standing on the stage at this time are the elites of various sects.

The spear disciple Zhang Heng sneered: "Do you have the ability to find the Fan of the Sect to fight with the wind?" I am the only one who can fight with him! The target in the eyes of the three of you is not me? If you want to come, you will come, if you don't come, I will be on! ”

Zhang Heng pulled out, and the gun stood in front of one of the disciples who was also the best gun, the shadow of the gun was heavy, the flames were flashing, and the disciple of the best gun also raised the gun to greet him, and in an instant, the two guns had been handed over more than a dozen times, and in the electric light and fire shadow, the disciple of the gun took a few steps back, and the blood gradually came out of his arm.

"Ignorance!" The other two disciples, one holding a fan, the other without a weapon in his hand, both of them stood in the air, looked at each other, and made moves one after another.

The disciple holding the fan fanned again and again, resisted the wind and water, and rolled towards Zhang Heng, and the other person raised his hand lightly, but he shot out several baskets of purple, red and green spirit runes, shooting towards Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng retreated, but he thought that the disciple of the spear chased after him, and the disciple was not afraid, and the gun carried electric light and stabbed fiercely.

Zhang Heng sneered, the gun in his hand did not collide with the incoming gun, he jumped up, and the sky turned to the two in the air, the musket swept again and again, and suddenly the air was hot, and the flames swept away the water method of the fan disciple and the talisman disciple of the talisman, and then rolled towards the two of them, and then stabbed back the gun, and the tiger reappeared, roaring and pounced on the disciple below.

The disciple of the spear hurriedly returned to the gun, and the electric light on the gun burst out, but it was swallowed by the tiger, and then it fell, and the flames splashed everywhere, and the disciple of the spear was scorched black, and his clothes were on fire, and he shot out.

The two disciples of the volley were not having a good time, they hurriedly resisted the law, dispersed the attacking flames, and several places on their bodies were also scorched, so angry that they returned to cast the spell, but they tried their best to do it.

A water dragon coiled into the sky, exploded on the ground, turned into thousands of water arrows, and shot towards Zhang Heng.

The talisman disciple was silently chanting in his mouth, and the talisman in his hand was shattered and scattered everywhere.

Ignoring the water arrows in the sky, Zhang Heng's lightning flashed and flew over, and in a few breaths, it was before the disciple of the talisman, the gun was about to move, the disciple of the talisman got up, Zhang Heng's body was suffocated, and countless scattered talismans were recombined around Zhang Heng's body and attached to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng struggled, but it was difficult to move, and he didn't know what kind of secret method was used by the disciple of the talisman.

On his head, the water arrow turned again, and the torrential rain fell towards Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng's eyes suddenly red, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, the person in the air, roared a tiger roar, when the water arrow and the talisman fell on his body, a scorching sun-like light exploded from Zhang Heng's body, accompanied by the water arrow shattering, the talisman exploded, and the air crackled loudly, like thunder.

The fire turned into a big fireball, devouring clean water arrows and Fu Hao, and the colors were mixed, which was very beautiful.

The disciple of the acumena smiled lightly, and was about to retreat, when a fire man rushed out of the fireball, his body was extremely fast, and a shot swept on the disciple of the acumen, and a flame rose from the disciple of the acumen, and was blown up and flew outside the stage.

The disciple holding the fan was in a hurry and the magic was extinguished, and the figure retreated again and again in the air, but it was not as fast as Zhang Heng, and he hit the disciple of the Talisman with one blow, and immediately turned around and rushed over, and the sparks on his body flew and extinguished, revealing a tattered Qixuan disciple's clothes.

The fan-holding disciple fanned in his hand, and the wind blade slashed wildly, but Zhang Heng picked it away one by one, and with a shot, the fan-holding disciple passed through his shoulder and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Heng threw the gun, and the fan-holding disciple was thrown to the ground, Zhang Heng also swayed and fell, but he stood long and pointed the fan-holding disciple with a gun, and the disciple spit out a mouthful of blood, but he fainted.

At this time, the spear disciple's hands were scorched, splitting the flesh, and the spear he was holding kept shaking, standing behind Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng turned half of his body and said fiercely: "You can't even hold the gun anymore, and you still want to fight again." ”

The disciple of the spear took a few breaths and said angrily: "I can be defeated, but I will never escape from the sea of clouds!" ”

Zhang Heng's eyes flashed, and he praised: "Good!" I'll defeat you! I don't know which sect disciple you are, in the future, you can come to the Vinaya Sect to find me and learn spears together! ”

As he spoke, Zhang Heng's spear flashed, and the spear disciple was powerless to block it again, his shoulder was hit hard, and his body fell to the ground with a shock, and he still held the spear firmly in one hand.

Zhang Heng stood up, let out a long breath, turned around, looked at Fan Suifeng, a disciple of the silver sword who was standing in the test bench and had not moved for a long time, raised his head and raised his eyebrows and said, "It's just me, I'm with you." ”

Fan Suifeng looked at Zhang Heng early, but at this time he shook his head.

"Five years ago, my Vinaya Sect had a dispute with your Xiaoyao Sect, a new disciple, you and I fought, I am not as good as you. I'm not reconciled, I've been practicing penance for five years, and this trial, I just want to fight with you again, and I'm ashamed! Zhang Heng laughed wildly, and continued to Fan Suifeng, "I don't want to, I will meet you in this first round, and I don't have to wait for the next round, we are here, divide the victory and defeat, and try it alone!" ”

Fan shook his head again.

Zhang Heng laughed even more wildly, the hand holding the dark red spear bulged, and shouted angrily: "What do you mean, is it that I am not worthy of fighting you again?" ”

Fan Suifeng stretched out his hand and pointed, and finally spoke: "Don't say that you are seriously injured now, and you can't beat me." It's on this stage, who are the two of them? ”

Zhang Heng was stunned, looked sideways, smiled angrily on his face, stopped suddenly, and said in surprise: "It's you!" You're still there! Why are you still here? ”

The young man, the linen clothes on his body were scorched in many places, his face was black, and his hair was even more scorched, he looked extremely embarrassed, but he stood upright, holding a black sword of more than two feet, his black eyes were deep, and he looked at Zhang Heng fixedly.

"I avoided the fire beast that cut you down, and all of them are there, but you don't see me in your eyes, and you can't see me." The boy said coldly, angry in his voice.

"Hahahaha! Good, good! I, Zhang Heng, have no beads in my eyes, and now, I will let you no longer be! Zhang Heng also laughed angrily, and the angry young man said nonsense. Avoiding Yanhu, it is possible to see Zhang Ming's embarrassed appearance, splitting Yanhu, I am afraid that others are desperate to do it, and the young man is just self-righteous.

Suddenly remembering something, Zhang Heng asked coldly: "You are not a person in the sect, you are Zhang Mingxin of the Burial Sword Valley." ”

"Yes!" The young man replied, his face was stunned, wondering how Zhang Heng recognized himself, and his face turned cold.

"That's it, I'm here to help my junior brother. He knows that you will participate in this test, so that if the sect master brother sees you in the test, it will be difficult for you to stand again! I finally understand why my brother hates you so much! ”

The body moved, the gun was pointed, and the huge flame tiger appeared again, pounced on Zhang Mingxin on the edge of the test bench.

"Fan Suifeng, wait for me to send him down to the sea of clouds, and then fight with you."

The Yanhu roared, rushed out of the platform protection formation, and fell into the sea of clouds, Zhang Mingxin stood two feet away, staring at Zhang Heng tightly in his eyes.

Zhang Heng's face was surprised, the gun was already pointed at Zhang Mingxin, and he stabbed out again and again.

"I won't stop you." Fan said casually with the wind, just standing, carrying his hands behind his back.

"Listen to the test crowd and the test disciples! There is still one stick of incense left in the first round of the test, and if it is outdated, if one or two people are not decided, they will all be judged to lose! Suddenly, the old man on the iron pillar of the fourth test platform said loudly, and the sound spread throughout the sea of clouds of the Thousand Pillars.

"I'm just afraid that I won't have a chance." Fan Suifeng listened to the old man's words and said with a faint smile.

"I'm fast!" Zhang Heng's face rose sharply, and the dark red spear stabbed at Zhang Mingxin again and again, and in an instant, there were more than a dozen gun shadows, and the tip of the spear stabbed out, and a big flame ball exploded.

The young man was faster, his luck was all around, he dodged left and right, except for a heat wave, the gun did not touch Zhang Mingxin's body at all.

"You have no self in your eyes, but I see your spear and your fire, and I can see it clearly, faster than the fire, more than the fire. I can also see that the wood grain on your gun, unlike wood, can move. The young man said coldly while forcing the gun shadow, but the young man did not draw his sword.

"Nonsense, what kind of fire, what wood grain, the handyman of the Burial Sword Valley, look down on me Zhang Heng!"

Zhang Heng was furious, and collected the gun for sweeping, picking, splitting, and dialing, and the gun ignited a raging flame, which was scorched black on the ground and smoked everywhere, forcing Zhang Mingxin to retreat step by step, dodge, and retreat to the edge of the test bench.

Zhang Heng snorted angrily, the musket rotated left and right, and two huge walls of fire surrounded Zhang Mingxin's sides, making Zhang Mingxin unable to escape.

Zhang Heng pointed at the young man, twisted his eyebrows, and a huge wave of coercion and heat pressed on Zhang Mingxin.

Zhang Mingxin's body was extremely hot, and the hair on his clothes was curled and scorched, but Zhang Heng was in a cold sweat on his face, as if he was hesitant.

The young man took one step forward, two steps, and walked towards Zhang Heng, the black sword in his hand was slowly raised, the colorful streamer was thickly entangled, and the sword was already difficult to see black.

Zhang Heng's eyes were even more surprised, and he seemed to say something in his mouth, but in the sound of fireworks, he couldn't hear it clearly. On Zhang Heng's body and gun, the flames flowed, and then turned into a burning man, and the spear swirled around his body.

Everywhere on the stage, the heat wave was rolling, the flames were everywhere, Fan Suifeng's face changed, his body flashed, and he grabbed the fainting sect disciple on the ground on the side of the flame and threw it down to the sea of clouds.

After throwing a few people, he retreated backwards until he was far away from the edge of Zhang Heng's test bench, and the Taoist on the iron pillar of the second test platform frowned, opened his mouth, closed again, and finally did not speak, only stared at the test bench tightly.

On the test bench, there is already a wave of fire and flames, looking at the flat ground, just a wall of fire, only from a high place, can you see faintly, the dark red spear has turned into a dragon, and the small colorful short sword, fighting together.