"You little baby, it's so rude, the old man is a cultivator! You are a mortal, if you drink this kind of strong wine, you will get drunk to death if you take two sips, and the old man will help you continue your life?"

Tang Lei was quite embarrassed and explained.

He is addicted to alcohol, but this is the territory of the Seven Xuanmen, and when he came out of the Lingfeng Gate, the master of the door instructed him not to cause trouble, otherwise, he would have snatched the wine a long time ago.

"Elder, is the sect master mistaken, doesn't it mean that the Seven Xuanmen is lonely? A mortal can drink a hundred years of strong wine and eat spirit fruits, and we elite disciples of the Spirit Wind Sect don't have this kind of treatment!"

A young man stepped forward and muttered.

His strength has reached the Nine Heavens of the Spirit Being, just looking at his face, he is about seventeen years old, but he has never drunk any hundred-year-old spirits, and as for the spirit fruit, he only has to eat a little from time to time.

Of course, they didn't know that there were too few people in Xuanqing Peak, there were only twelve people in total, plus Chen Fan turned Xuan Qingfeng over to the bottom to find a pot of hundred-year-old spirits.

"Gollum...... Gollum!"

Chen Fan took a sip of the liquor again, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he looked light, without a trace of drunkenness.

Then, he ignored Tang Lei, and continued to walk up the mountain with heavy steps, he always felt that his eyelids were fighting, and it seemed that something bad was happening.

At this time, a young man from Lingfeng Gate saw this little kid and didn't even pay attention to his master, and in an instant, he was furious.

"Little fart, Master, let me slap him to death. ”

The young man took a step forward, the nine spiritual qi in his palm were compelling, and the air was vibrating, with the unstoppable young man, the corners of his mouth rose, drawing an arc.

Tang Lei is his master, and he can't make trouble in the Seven Xuanmen, but these disciples are different, and this time they came to challenge the disciples of the Seven Xuanmen.

Moreover, this kid doesn't have a trace of true qi or aura, he is obviously a mortal, even if he is slapped to death, Qixuanmen should not care.

The aura flickered behind Chen Fan, and there was also a killing intent, which made Chen Fan unhappy.

"Looking for death?" Chen Fan turned around and grinned.

I saw Chen Fan shaking the wine jug with one hand, hanging the wine jug around his waist, stretching out his bare hand, slapping out, and clapping the young man.

"Xiaohai, don't make trouble!" Tang Lei couldn't help but be shocked when he saw his disciple with murderous intent.

There is a supreme powerhouse in the Qixuanmen, although after getting the inside information of the Qixuanmen, the Qixuanmen supreme powerhouse entered the forbidden land and never returned, but he did not directly say that he was dead.

The wrath of the Supreme, they can't afford it!

He wanted to stop it, but when he saw the child's determined face, he was even more shocked.

"Boom!"

There are no flashy movements, only a bland blow.

The young man who was called Xiaohai by Tang Lei followed the steps and retreated quickly.

He only felt that he was fighting against a mountain as hard as iron, and that force made him uneasy.

"Poof!"

At this time, an elder stretched out his hand and caught Xiao Hai, his face flushed, his breathing was short, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a bright red blood, staining the steps of Xuantian Peak red.

On the other hand, Chen Fan, he picked up the spirits, raised his head and took a sip, as if nothing had happened just now.

"What! The Seven Xuanmen is so strong!"

"Senior Brother Hai's strength, among us, is also relatively strong, why can't even a six- or seven-year-old child from the Seven Xuanmen beat him, is this still up the mountain?"

The disciples of the Spirit Wind Sect were muttering constantly at this time.

A six- or seven-year-old child, with only one arm, easily beat Senior Brother Hai to vomit blood, which made them a little scared.

Not only these disciples, but even the four elders frowned.

"No matter what, what the master has instructed must be completed, even if he loses, he must go up the mountain to compete. ”

At this time, Ouyang Feng stood up and said with a shallow red lips.

She was wearing a red robe, the robe was half-exposed, and there was a touch of snow white on her chest, and the erect twin peaks were half swaying in the air, and the three elders on the side were swallowing their saliva.

As for some bloody teenagers, they could only swallow saliva secretly, and their eyes glanced at Ouyang Feng's chest.

"Okay, let's go up the mountain! It's a big deal to lose a Xuan-rank high-grade elixir. Tang Lei said helplessly.

Then, he looked at Chen Fan and said politely: "Little brother, which mountain peak are you a disciple of!"

"Hiccup!"

"Don't say it, I'm a waste of the Seven Xuanmen, twenty-three times, I haven't been able to join the Seven Xuanmen, and everyone says I'm the weakest waste of the Seven Xuanmen, alas!"

After taking a sip of the spirits, Chen Fan began to blow violently, and when he said that he had not been able to join the Seven Xuanmen twenty-three times, he couldn't help but show a touch of sadness.

Indeed, he had failed to join the Seven Xuanmen twenty-three times, and as for being called a waste, he was used to it.

However, when Chen Fan's words fell, everyone was shocked, and they wanted to mumble, but now they feel uncomfortable even speaking.

"Grass! Qixuanmen is so stubborn, aren't we going to look for abuse?"

"Who spread the news that the Seven Xuanmen is lonely, isn't this the elixir that deceived us Lingfeng Gate?"

"Damn, Elder, let's go back to the Spirit Wind Gate!"

After a while, everyone spoke.

They had a bitter face, such a strong child, but they did not join the Seven Xuanmen.

That's not all, twenty-three times failed to join the Seven Xuanmen, which shows that the child is very persistent, and the Seven Xuanmen must have something extraordinary, so that this child will join the Seven Xuanmen desperately.

"Aha, I'm going to watch the battle. Chen Fan grinned.

Immediately, he continued to ascend the mountain, gradually increasing his speed, turning into a clear wind, and in just a few breaths, he left everyone behind.

"Let's go, don't listen to his nonsense, if the Seven Xuanmen leaves the elders, they won't lie to me. Ouyang Feng, as always, opened his mouth with a light wind, and there was always a mature temptation.

She had personally dealt with the Seven Xuanmen Ruoli Elders, knew the general situation of the Seven Xuanmen, and did not believe that the Seven Xuanmen were so strong.

With the half-believing people, followed by the four elders, they slowly went up the mountain, and the injured Xiaohai was helped up the mountain by two disciples.

......

The competition on Xuantian Peak was already in full swing, and there was only one person left in the ring guarded by Xuanqing Peak, and the rest were all slightly injured, only Zhang Yunya was still standing on a bronze stone.

Of course, Xuan Qingfeng played the ninth person and won one game, which was quite an embarrassing record.

As for the ring where Hades Peak and Xuanxing Peak are located, they have been replaced by disciples of Xuanyang Peak, and so far, Xuanyang Peak has sent three disciples, none of whom were defeated, and they jointly occupied three bronze stones.

The only ones who could compete with it were the disciples of Xuantian Peak Lu Tianming and Lu Tianyue, and they sent two disciples to occupy the two bronze stones together, and none of them were defeated.

As for Xuanli Peak, there were still three disciples left who did not fight, and they also lost seven battles, won two, and occupied a bronze stone.

The disciples of the three major families occupied three bronze stones, and there was one person left in each family, who had never appeared.

The black-pressed crowd all held their breath and quietly watched the duel between the strong.

After Mo Yu was half an hour later, Xuanyang Peak sent another disciple to challenge the disciple of Xuanli Peak.

In less than a moment, Xuanyang Peak dodged the fourth bronze stone with the momentum of destroying and decaying, and Xuanli Peak was defeated.

And Xuantian Peak also sent a disciple to challenge the disciple of the Wei family, this is a spirit eightfold heaven cultivator, and the Wei family directly declared defeat.

The battle situation is clear, and this year's Hades Peak and Xuanxing Peak must be ranked last, because they have not won a single battle, which makes everyone wonder.

As for the top three, they must be Xuanyang Peak, Xuantian Peak, and Xuanqing Peak.

Of course, most of Xuanqing Peak was lucky, because Xuanyang Peak did not have any disciples who challenged Xuanqing Peak, but left Xuanqing Peak behind.

As for the two remaining families in the field, their strength is not weak, and the top three are still uncertain.

"Whew......!"

Suddenly, Xiao Hei felt a familiar breath and was approaching it step by step, making it can't help but howl loudly.

In the silent Xuantian Peak, everyone was startled, and then they all showed fierce eyes and glared at Xiao Hei.

"Knock knock!"

The sound of heavy footsteps sounded from the steps of Xuantian Peak and reached everyone's ears.

With curious eyes, everyone looked at the steps up the mountain, and saw a bear child, dressed in a gray cloth robe, shaking in three steps, and raising his head to drink a sip of spirits.

A young face, black eyes as plain as water, especially the left sleeve, fluttering in the wind.

That's right, Chen Fan is here!

Even Chu Dierou, who was standing quietly, cast a look, and when she saw this person's eyes, she felt an invincible momentum, it seemed that this person didn't even pay attention to the master of the door and the elders.

"Zhao Gou, your grandfather is back. Chen Fan took a sip of spirits, stared at Zhao Wenjie on the high platform, with a gloomy face, and roared loudly.

Quiet!

Quiescence!

Silence!

I saw that in the crowd of black oppression, everyone opened their mouths and stammered, and there were always thousands of words in their hearts, but they turned into silence.

Chen Fan grinned, as if he was joking with the Great Elder, and then took another sip of strong wine.

"Zhao Gou, the sinister villain, actually sent someone to hunt your grandfather, fortunately, Lao Tzu has a big life, but Lao Tzu accepted twenty-five lives. Chen Fan spoke domineeringly.

Opening and closing his mouth is a Zhao dog, which makes everyone speechless for a while.

The earth-shattering news instantly made the crowd explode.

"What? I'll just say how can Hades Peak be so weak, even Zhao Shan, who is the strongest, has never shown up, and was originally sent to hunt the bear child, but was killed by the bear child. ”

"What? Twenty-five lives, what a stroke, this bear child's life is too big!"

"Cut, what do you know, this bear kid is a little weird, didn't you see that Qu Xuemei couldn't even take a palm from him?"

There was an uproar, and this earth-shattering news will definitely become a hot topic of discussion after dinner for everyone in the future.

"Ignorant child, the old man will get rid of you today. Zhao Wenjie's face was not good-looking, and his eyes were cold.

Then, he turned into a phantom, and the killing intent fluctuated through politeness, shaking all the disciples a few times.

"Zhao Wenjie, dare to disturb the year comparison!"

No one noticed that Mo Qingchen's voice was even colder, he had long been unaccustomed to Zhao Wenjie, and now, Zhao Wenjie was going to kill Chen Fan, making him move in an instant.

Mo Qingchen was originally a man of temperament, and Chen Fan wrote a seven-stringed piano score for him, which was favored by others and remembered in his heart.