I saw that these energies were like flying knives on the strength of the stick wheel of the road name, and then they were like swimming snakes entangled in these energies that flew towards Zhen Yinjian at great speed. They seem to have a glimpse of life, and their bodies are wrapped in the strength of the sticks. Under their influence, the speed of the stick that was originally as powerful as wind and thunder slowed down by two or three percent, and then there was a sonorous sharp sound, and the original terrifying wheel-shaped stick shadow was actually twisted by Zhen Yinjian's "silk winding strength"!

Who would have thought that these flexible energies could explode into such a fierce collapse!

Lu Ming's face turned pale, and the black rod in his hand fell. His arm had become unbearably sore from the frequent exertion, and the aura in his body had been depleted, and he had no other strength to hit another stick.

Looking at Zhen Yinjian again, his face was not red and his heart was not beating at this time, and he was looking at the name of the road with a playful eye, as if he was waiting for something.

"I lost!" said these three words despite helplessness. For him, this moment may be bitter and humiliating, but if he doesn't admit defeat and waits for Zhen Yinjian to counterattack against him, an opponent who has lost any power to resist, the situation will only be even more ugly!

"Okay!" At this time, all the disciples of Qihuang Zhengzong burst into cheers, although they had already expected it, but when Lu Ming really admitted defeat, the Qihuang Zhengzong monks present finally couldn't help cheering.

After three fiascos in a row, one of the disciples of Qihuang Zhengzong was finally able to defeat his old enemy, Danfeng Bailu Sect! This move undoubtedly greatly boosted the morale of many disciples.

No one is willing to accept that their sect brothers have lost to each other in a row and lose face, which means that their sect is not good!

"This game is considered your Qihuang Zhengzong won!" Yun Qing's face was not good-looking, losing this sentence made this competition score imperfect, and he was still dissatisfied in his heart.

"What do you mean that we have won, it is obviously the disciple of your sect who admitted to losing!" Ge Shanxiao's face was exaggerated, and his waist was almost straight!

"Hmph!" Yun Qing's face was still the same, and he glanced at the name of the defeated road, and his neck shrank in fright.

"This is not the end, we will continue to fight tomorrow!" Yun Qing gritted his teeth and said, after all, he had already played four games today, and it was not too early, and it was not good for him to hold on to the host and not let go.

"Then tomorrow" Ge Shan is quite satisfied with the exchange in front of him, and today's temporary rest is also a gift of hospitality.

So Yun Qing gave an order, and everyone from the Danfeng Bailu Sect followed the people under the leadership of Ge Shan and walked towards the welcome platform. Among them, Bu Long, the arrogant-looking disciple leader, glanced at Zhen Yinjian, his eyes were full of contempt.

The corner of Zhen Yinjian's mouth sneered, and he watched this group of "distinguished guests" leave!

"Long live Senior Brother Zhen!" As soon as the guests of the Danfeng Bailu Sect walked away, a group of young beginner disciples hugged Zhen Yinjian and threw him into the air. The cheers and praise were endless, and the scene became very lively.

"Well done. A white-clothed sword-teaching disciple in the crowd patted him on the shoulder, and Zhen Yinjian recognized that this person had been very disdainful of him. But now the adoration in his eyes is very warm!

At this moment, Zhen Yinjian had an inexplicable sense of belonging to his own sect!

The next day, the sky was still slightly cold, and Zhen Yinjian felt a knock on the door when he was still sleeping in the room.

He got up and opened the door, and found a shy handyman disciple looking at him expectantly.

"Senior Brother Zhen, Elder Ge asked you to go over first and prepare for today's battle with the Danfeng Bailu Sect. ”

Zhen Yinjian nodded after listening, and after tidying up, he followed this miscellaneous disciple out. It was still early in the morning when I came out, and there was still a while before the disciples' morning classes and tasks. He followed the miscellaneous disciple to the square early, and at this time an old figure was standing there with his back to him.

"Elder Ge, Senior Brother Zhen has brought it!" the miscellaneous disciple whispered.

"Well, you're going about your business. Ge Shan turned around and flicked his sleeves to signal him to leave.

"Disciple to meet the elders!" Zhen Yinjian saluted, and saw Ge Shan looking at him with a smile.

"Zhen boy, you are hiding quite deeply, I didn't see that you had such a martial arts cultivation before you joined the sect. What treasure did your Ningcheng Zhen Mansion give you that can make you improve so quickly?"

"Elder Hui, the disciple's martial arts cultivation is all learned by chance and sect encounters, and has nothing to do with the family. Zhen Yinjian replied honestly, to be honest, his current cultivation relied on the bloodline of the "strongest peach luck system" and the "God Emperor Immortal Body".

Neither of these things has anything to do with his family.

"Well, if you can cultivate to such a realm in such a short period of time, I'm afraid there is a great chance, but I don't want to ask. Our monks will inevitably have their own opportunities to improve their cultivation realm, and these sects will not ask too much. After all, the true disciples of the sect, all of them have a lot of opportunities. All the sect needs is the loyalty and ability of its disciples!"

Ge Shan looked at Zhen Yinjian with blazing eyes, as if he wanted to see any clues from his eyes.

In any sect, disciples with outstanding talents are of course important, but if they are not able to be controlled, they may also become an internal threat to destroy the sect. Among the Immortal Dao sects, there are many sects that originally had higher status and grades, and who knew that it was not a small number of outstanding disciples who were bewitched by other sects and betrayed the interests of the sect to cause the situation to get out of control. There are even a few sects that were attacked by foreign sects because of the disaster, and the Taoist system was destroyed under the internal and external difficulties!

Zhen Yinjian's cultivation is so strange that he can not guarantee that the loyal new disciples will undoubtedly be the target of the sect's attention. And Ge Shan, as the guide, is naturally the best choice to be in charge of monitoring him.

"The disciples follow the teachings of the elders. Zhen Yinjian bowed and saluted, with a humble attitude. He didn't dare to make any trouble at this time, if he was noticed by the high-level monks of the sect and showed his feet without being careful, the situation would be in a bad situation!

Something like "the strongest peach luck system" is, after all, too against the sky and suspicious!

"Okay, wait for the discussion with the disciples of the Danfeng Bailu Sect later, you play hard and perform well, I will apply for a reward for the sect for you!" Ge Shan seemed to be a little satisfied with Zhen Yinjian's words, he nodded, and continued to speak on the matter of the disciples' discussions.

"If you can win three more games and win this small competition for the sect, I will reward you with 5,000 moral points!" Ge Shan thought for a while and said.

5,000 moral points is a reward that ordinary sword granting disciples can only obtain after completing half a year's task, which can be said to be quite a large amount, and people can't help but be impressed.

"Elder Xie carries love, and disciples should do their best!" Zhen Yin said.

The two of them stood on the square and exchanged a few words, and it didn't take long for the morning class to arrive, and the miscellaneous disciples and sword-giving disciples came up to the main peak square one after another, and it was very lively for a while.

Of course, there were also many idle disciples who gathered around the center of the main peak square, and they all came to see this year's two sect monks to compete. Zhen Yinjian was in the limelight yesterday, and more people hope to see him perform well this year. At this time, many disciples surrounded the square with hustle and bustle, and everyone was waiting for the arrival of the monks of the Danfeng Bailu Sect!

"Coming, coming, look!" shouted a sharp-eyed skinny monkey disciple.

Sure enough, the disciples of the Danfeng Bailu Sect came to the main peak square! Different from the high-spirited spirit when they came yesterday, today these disciples of the Danfeng Bailu Sect all had an imposing momentum, obviously trying to find a place for yesterday's failure!

"Lao Ge, according to the rules of previous years, there are still three battles in this year's competition, our Danfeng Bailu Sect has won 3 games, and your Sect has won one. Hehe, it doesn't look good!" Yun Qing walked out of the crowd of disciples and looked at Ge Shan with a smile.

"Hehe, it's not clear who wins and who loses this year, Brother Yun, don't jump to conclusions too quickly. "Seeing Zhen Yinjian's performance yesterday, Ge Shan's confidence is much higher today!

"Hey, if you think that yesterday was the true strength of our Danfeng Bailu Sect, I'm afraid you would be too naïve!" Yun Qing sneered.

Ge Shan smiled and didn't pay too much attention to it, looking at Zhen Yinjian's skills yesterday, he had a lot of confidence in his heart. Next, not to mention that Zhen Yinjian has won three games in a row, as long as one or two games are won, this year's competition is not too much of a failure!

"Then today's discussion continues, Bulong, you can ask the senior brothers of Qihuang Zhengzong for advice!" Yun Qing said.

It turned out to be Bulong, Ge Shan's heart chuckled, and he felt a secret.

As the leader among the disciples of the Danfeng Bailu Sect this time, Bu Long had already shown his magic in the year-to-year competition with the disciples of Qihuang Zhengzong two years ago, and he was already the leader of this generation of disciples of the Danfeng Bailu Sect below the true lineage.

It is said that if it weren't for the fact that he hadn't stepped into the Fatian Voyeur True Realm, he would have been qualified to be a true disciple a long time ago!

Such a character, Ge Shan thought that Yun Qing would take him as the finale, but who knew that he would make his debut in today's competition!

"Yun Qing, what do you mean?" Ge Shan's face was unhappy. It is a customary rule for the sect to compete with the superior horses in the middle of the competition, and the arrangement of the Danfeng Bailu Sect to directly use the superior horses is very strange, so Ge Shan is depressed.

"What do you mean? Isn't there anyone in your Qihuang Sect?" Yun Qing laughed. This year's situation is different, the sect hopes that he will lead the sect disciples to return to the sect with a complete victory, since the original plan has been affected, then the best arrangement is naturally to maximize the benefits.

Being defeated by Qihuang Zhengzong and then finding the field is far less than directly sending the strongest Bu Long to attack and quickly crush the remaining three disciples of Qihuang Zhengzong, so the scene will be much better!

After all, they had done a very detailed job of the information of Qihuang Zhengzong's generation of disciples, and they knew that Long Xuan was already the most powerful existence among the sword disciples. Although Zhen Yinjian's strong rise caught them off guard!

"Zhen Yinjian, come out and learn about the mastery of the Danfeng Bailu Sect!" Ge Shan gritted his teeth and made up his mind. Now it seems that only Zhen Yinjian can be used. Even Long Xuan lost, and the other sect disciples, where is there any hope