In the meantime, outside Sanjiang Town, on a martial arts field, the snow was melted by the flames released by the powerful spiritual cultivators with their occult techniques. On the high platform, there were three people standing tall, followed by more than a dozen people, but they were obviously not as noble as these three people.

These people were dressed in green clothes, and they all had a green leaf embroidered on their chests, which was the unique logo of Qingyunmen.

The man on the left of the three, his eyes were wide open, full of arrogance, and he was the person Han Sanjiang had met in the Soul Suppression Pavilion before.

The man on the right is also a man, with murderous intent looming between his eyebrows, his eyes are fierce and searching for Han Sanjiang's figure in the crowd, the Lin family was slaughtered, and he vowed to kill the culprit Han Sanjiang.

As for the one in the middle, his undulating figure, long flowing hair falling straight to his waist, and a face that captivates the city, make countless men below obsessed. She has a faint smile on her face and an elegant temperament, but what makes her more remarkable is the powerful aura that emanates from her body.

The crowd below was talking.

"It is said that there is no upper limit for Qingyunmen's recruitment this time, I don't know if it's true?"

"Naturally, it's true, but ...... How many people can become outer disciples? The rest can only be miscellaneous disciples, but even if they are miscellaneous disciples, some people sharpen their heads and drill into it! ”

"After all, the strongest sect within a radius of a hundred miles, who doesn't want to have something to do with it?"

……

A beautiful female voice on the high platform cut through the noisy sound and injected it into everyone's ears like a clear stream, and everyone present stared at it.

"I am Mo Xuanshuang of Qingyun Gate, Qingyun Sect, Mighty Hundred Miles, I am a first-class sect, and I am a world-class hero, this time I am in Sanjiang Town, and those who want to enter my Qingyun should remember the following assessment rules: Behind me are seventeen Qingyun miscellaneous disciples, who can survive ten moves under one of them, can become my Qingyun miscellaneous disciples; Of course, if anyone thinks that their strength is outstanding, they can challenge any of the three of us, as long as they survive the three moves, you will become a disciple of the Qingyun Outer Sect. ”

"If you survive three moves, you can become an outer disciple!" Some ignorant people were surprised: "I want to challenge you!" ”

Suddenly, a man who looked like a teenager took the stage with great interest, and bluntly said that he challenged Mo Xuanshuang, and the spiritual power he showed was only one innate weight. Mo Xuanshuang glanced at the back, and a miscellaneous disciple jumped out.

A set of Xuan Seals was made with both hands, and the person who took the stage was instantly bombarded into slag, and there was an uproar outside the venue.

Mo Xuanshuang said leisurely: "I forgot to say that those who take the stage are conceited of life and death, okay, the next challenger can come to the stage." ”

In an instant, the spiritual cultivators of the Innate Realm were killed, and many cultivators who wanted to try it outside the arena began to hesitate.

At the end of the crowd, Han Sanjiang held the Xuanjian in his hand, his face was cold, and he stared at everything on the stage.

On the side, Xiaoxue gently tugged the corner of his clothes, and said lightly: "Brother Sanjiang, Lin Cong is a disciple of the outer sect of Qingyun Sect, and his cultivation has probably reached the innate ninefold, and he will not spare you if you go up." ”

She was a little worried, and a pair of big agate-like eyes looked at Han Sanjiang affectionately.

"It's okay!" Han Sanjiang is an understatement, and everything is empty.

Xiaoxue put her little hand in her heart and secretly prayed for Han Sanjiang: I hope it's okay!

In the distance, Xue Dazhuang swayed his fat body and ran.

"Sanjiang, you came so early, and you didn't call me? It's so unjust! ”

Xiaoxue pursed her lips and quipped: "Besides, I slept like a pig, and I couldn't wake up!" ”

Xue Dazhuang scratched his head in embarrassment, and immediately changed the topic: "Sanjiang, I haven't seen you for the past three days, where did you go?" I heard that Lin Cong will wait for you to appear, and then take your life! Are you really going to take part in this assessment? ”

"It's okay!" Han Sanjiang returned lightly.

On the martial arts field, there are still people who can't suppress and want to try. A martial artist walked up with a spear in his hand, which immediately caused a burst of laughter from the audience.

"Wu Xiu? This guy isn't here to be funny! ”

As expected, the miscellaneous disciple pinched the trick with one hand, and a flame shot out between his hands, and before the martial cultivator could use his martial arts, he was devoured by the flames, burned into charcoal in the raging fire, and died a miserable death.

Xiaoxue frowned when she saw this. Xue Dazhuang secretly clenched his fists and said indignantly: "Damn, you are so ruthless!" Then he said with a little regret: "Hey! After all, Wu Xiu is too weak. ”

Then another spiritual monk took the stage with a very calm face. Dozens of talismans were thrown out, and the two fingers on his chest were condensed, and suddenly above the sky, the sound of rolling thunder sounded, and suddenly a heavenly thunder slashed.

The outer disciple hurriedly activated the spiritual power protective body, and the light shield spread out from between his hands.

Bang~

After a loud bang, the outer disciple's light curtain broke open and was slashed squarely, and a ball of flames ignited on his head.

There was another uproar on the sidelines.

"It's a talisman master, one of the most powerful beings in spirituality!"

"It's so strong, it seems that it's just an innate triple realm, and it has such combat power!"

……

Han Sanjiang saw it in his eyes, and the mysterious rune in his mind resurfaced, and he secretly said in his heart: If that rune can also be depicted on the rune paper, what kind of power will it have under the urge?

In the cultivation realm of the land of Shenzhou, among the spiritual cultivators, the Fu Gong Master, the Pill Medicine Master, and the Array Mage, few people dare to provoke these three types of people.

Needless to say, the gold of a pill is far more expensive than gold and silver, and the pill pharmacist is proficient in medical science, when everyone has pain, why bother to provoke the person who heals the wound and find himself unhappy?

Array mages are quite respected, but all sects, even at any cost, will invite a formation mage to sit in the town and cast a formation to protect the sect.

As for the talismans, the people are the least willing to provoke them, because they are afraid of the great power they control. A few simple strokes on the simple rune paper can stir up the storm and unleash a powerful attack.

It can be said unceremoniously that among the people who can fight across ranks, Fu Gong masters account for ninety percent.

The talisman master on the martial arts field enjoyed the reverent gaze from everyone, raised his hand leisurely, and a blue talisman paper floated up.

Mo Xuanshuang's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she immediately said, "No need to continue, you have been admitted, and you have become an outer disciple." ”

Everyone is envious, worthy of being a Fu Gong Master, although his cultivation is not top-notch, but he has received enough attention.

Next, many spiritual cultivators took the stage to challenge desperately, and some succeeded, but many more undoubtedly failed, and the result of the failure was that the lucky ones broke their hands and feet, and the unfortunate ones died directly on the spot.

Mo Xuanshuang was obviously not satisfied with today's harvest, and he was busy for a long time, but he accepted a talisman master into the outer door, and thought that he would have to go back to restore his life, Dai frowned.

At this moment, a young man with a somewhat timid expression walked into the martial arts arena with his bare hands, but he was only ten years old, dressed in tatters, with a dodgy expression, and he was very unconfident.

But his eyes sincerely revealed his yearning for Qingyunmen, which was the dream in his heart, and he did not hesitate to moths to put out the fire for this.

"I ...... I'm going to challenge! His voice trembled a little, and he didn't know if it was because he was too nervous, or if he was terrified in the face of this innate realm six-heaven spiritual cultivator.

The audience burst into laughter: "Who should I be?" Is it the stinky one on East Street, so he still came to participate in the assessment? ”

"He's not even a martial artist!"

Mo Xuanshuang was a little irritable, she had seen enough of these wastes, and her eyes motioned for the miscellaneous disciple to kill him.

And at this moment, outside the crowd, Han Sanjiang's thumb gently pushed the Xuanjian out of the sheath, and the cold light of the blade was dazzling.

He's ready to make a move.