After the first vein of Nagato was drawn, and then there were the disciples of the first vein of Longshou Peak, one vein after another. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After drawing lots, the head of the sect broke out that the first place in the martial arts will receive the magic weapon passed down by the tenth generation of patriarch Wu Fangzi Zhenren, and the six-step mirror that reflects the attack caused a commotion!

After the announcement, hundreds of disciples stayed at Tongtian Peak together to wait for the next day's Dabi.

Early in the morning, in the dining room, Ning Que saw Zhang Xiaofan, who he hadn't seen for five years.

He was communicating with Zeng Shushu, the favorite to win the championship and the only son of Fenghui Peak's first great-uncle Chang, and he didn't notice Ning Que at all.

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After breakfast, all the disciples of Qingyunmen came to Yunhai Square, and at a glance, there was a vast sea of people, shoulder to shoulder, and the popularity was at its peak, which showed the prosperity of Qingyunmen.

On the huge square, only during the time when everyone was eating, eight large platforms had been erected, which were built with waist-thick giant trees, and were separated from each other by more than ten zhang, forming a gossip direction. At this moment, there are already a sea of people in front of and behind the stage.

Under the stage of the largest "Qian" seat in the middle, a tall red list of several people stood up, and the signatures and names of the disciples participating in the competition were written in gold-cut characters with the size of a bowl, Zhang Xiaofan's name was very eye-catching and ranked first, and his opponent was a disciple of Longshoufeng.

Ning Que was assigned to the first shot on the redemption table, and his opponent column was written as a Fenghuifeng disciple, a dragon set.

The crisp sound of the bell came, echoing in the sea of clouds and misty clouds, which lifted everyone's spirits, and the originally noisy square suddenly fell silent for a while.

I saw that on the huge stage in the middle, the figures of Dao Xuan Zhenren and Cangsong Dao Ren appeared, Dao Xuan Zhenren took a step, looked around at the countless disciples in the audience, and said loudly: "The competition begins." ”

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve robe, and the bell sounded again, and "Dangdang Dang" resounded in the sky.

Ning Que ascended the high platform, he was alone, and only a few people were observing him, including Dao Xuan Zhenren and Xiao Zhufeng female disciples.

"Hurry up, senior brother knock him down!"

"Senior brother, come on!"

On the other side, Long Tao listened to the loud cheers of his senior brothers, and suddenly felt that even Zeng Shushu, the son of the peak master, could be beaten down.

He looked at Ning Que and said arrogantly: "Senior brother, I see you as young, let you make three moves, you make ...... first"

"Boom!"

Before the words fell, his whole person flew out directly, unconscious, and he didn't even see Ning Que's move.

The Feng Huifeng disciples in the audience exploded the pot and hurriedly went up to help their senior brother to heal their injuries.

"I haven't seen you for five years, and you've grown to this point? lived up to a peerless bone! Dao Xuan Zhenren nodded again and again.

Sitting not far from him, the first Water Moon Master of Xiaozhu Peak heard this, and looked at Dao Xuan's gaze, she had never seen Ning Que, she had only heard that Dao Xuan had taken away a child with peerless talent five years ago.

"Dragon Slayer?" Master Shuiyue exclaimed, his calm face was out of shape, and he didn't care if the teacup in his hand fell to the ground! She didn't know Ning Que, but she would never forget the sword that made her think about it for a long time.

The commotion was seen by several leaders on the side, and they all stared at the long sword in Ning Que's hand, who slowly walked off the stage, in a daze.

Cang Song was the most excited, his worship of Wan Jianyi was to the extent of being enchanted, as if he saw Wan Jianyi's figure on Ning Que, "Senior brother, that is the child Ning Que five years ago, right?" Like, it's so similar to Senior Brother Wan! ”

Ning Que, who was talking about the first seat, didn't know, he shook his head a little speechlessly, facing this kind of opponent, he didn't even bother to pull out his sword.

In the first round of elimination, some disciples who were not good at fishing in troubled waters were eliminated, and in the second round, Ning Que played against Chaoyang Peak Shen Tiandou.

The two sides didn't talk too much nonsense, and with a slight bow, Shen Tiandou directly took out the spirit sword.

This is a four-foot-long, silver-colored long sword, and the silver light suddenly flashes under the infusion of mana, which is obviously a good magic weapon.

"Hurry!" He let out a low cry in his mouth, and the imperial envoy's flying sword instantly slashed down, and a sword light burst out in an instant, heading straight for Ning Que to fall, and the shot was a killing move, and he made up his mind to fight quickly.

Although Shen Tiandou's reputation is not obvious, his cultivation has reached the fifth layer of Taiji Xuanqing Dao, and he can be regarded as the number one in Chaoyang Peak.

Ning Que's face was extremely calm, seeing that the opponent's flying sword was coming, he had no intention of pulling out the dragon sword, but his left hand was pointed into a sword, and the mana surging forcibly stopped this fierce attack, and the mana in his right hand formed a fist mark and bombarded Shen Tiandou's body five zhang away.

The wind was blowing violently all around, and only Ning Que was still standing there on the stage, and Shen Tiandou was already holding his stomach and convulsing unconscious.

At this time, the elder of the redemption platform stood up and said loudly: "Ning Que wins!" ”

After the competition, Ning Que passed by the periphery of the Qianzi platform, the stage was crowded with people, crowded and crowded, looking at this way, there were four or five hundred people, and the noise was very loud, all of which were jubilant discussions.

On the stage is Xiaozhufeng Lu Xueqi, the white neon dress flutters like silk, the clothes are fluttering, the complexion is like snow, and the beauty is incomprehensible, like the Nine Heavens Fairy falling into the mortal dust, when people love and pity in their hearts, there is still a little awe.

A young disciple who walked into the ring from nowhere, with a square face and thick eyebrows, looked upright, but he looked a little excited. As soon as he arrived on the stage, he said to Lu Xueqi: "Senior Sister Lu, I am Fang Chao, a disciple of Longshou Peak, and I am fortunate to have a fight with my junior sister today, which is really a blessing for three lives!" ”

"Shh The audience booed.

Lu Xueqi's face was expressionless, and he said coldly in mid-air: "Senior Brother Fang is polite, Lu Xueqi, the eighth generation disciple of Xiaozhufeng, asked Senior Brother Fang for advice today." ”

"Dang!"

The final bell of the decisive battle finally rang, and Lu Xueqi's face turned cold and looked straight ahead.

Fang Chao was looked at by her cold eyes, and suddenly felt cold, although from here, Lu Xueqi's cold face was still cold and beautiful. But in any case, he didn't dare to laugh anymore, so he quickly put away his smile, straightened his mind, and with a guide to the magic trick in his right hand, a silver-white fairy sword was sacrificed.

On the other hand, looking at Guan Xueqi, she still stopped on the floating clouds with an expressionless face, looking at Fang Luck Freezing Ice in front of her, as if she had no intention of attacking at all, above the ring, in the three feet around Fang, a thin layer of ice had formed on the table.

Ning Que, who was standing dozens of feet away, felt a cool air rushing to his face, "This Lu Xueqi is obviously stronger than the original book!" The realm of Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao is extremely high. Coupled with the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier in hand, it is estimated that without me, the championship will be won! ”

Cangsong Daoren's face in the audience was quite ugly, and he snorted heavily, with disdain in his snort, which fell into the ears of a person next to him, and immediately reacted: "What, Senior Brother Cangsong seems to be a little dissatisfied?" ”

Cangsong Daoren didn't turn his head, and said lightly: "Senior Sister Shuiyue, your disciples are really good-looking!" ”

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