"Whoever can block my three swords can rank first in this competition of your sect. ”

"If none of you even have someone who can block my sword, this contribution value, Tianming Pill and Innocent Stone will be kept by me for you first, and if you are present in the future, if you feel that your strength has improved, you can come to Qingxiao Sect to challenge me. Of course, it's still the same rule, as long as there are those who can do it, I will return the contribution points, Tianming Pill and Innocent Stone. ”

Feng Hua, who was ranked ninth in the Qingxiao Sect's Heavenly List, stood in the ring used to compete for the first place in the Red Fire Sect Sect Competition as a disciple of his sect, and said wantonly.

As soon as these words came out, many disciples were furious. They are like buckets with *, and Feng Hua's words are like a little spark, igniting all the *barrels at the same time. Many people's eyes seemed to be about to erupt into flames, and they wanted to rush to the central ring immediately to knock Feng Hua out of the pig's head.

"This guy named Feng Hua is really crazy! Whoever goes up and teaches him a hard lesson, let him know the fate of daring to come to my Red Fire Gate to play prestige. "After all, Feng Hua is the ninth person in the Qingxiao Sect's Heavenly List, some people know that they are not Feng Hua's opponents, although they hate it so much, they can only hope that the strong among the disciples of the sect will stand up and beat Feng Hua.

"This matter is not simple! This Feng Hua is ranked ninth in the Qingxiao Sect Heavenly List, and he is not yet twenty years old, but he is already a cultivator of the Eleventh Heaven of the Qi Sea. It is said that he is a pure sword cultivator, and he follows the same path as Senior Brother Feng Shui Han of the Jingtang. Moreover, this Feng Hua's talent in kendo is extremely terrifying, not even inferior to Senior Brother Feng Shui Han. Feng Hua's strength must not be underestimated, since he dared to say this, how could he not be sure at all. This time the sect is in a big competition, because of the restrictions issued by the elders, none of the really young powerhouses in the sect can go to the stage to fight, and now they are qualified to step into the ring and can defeat Fenghua, there are really very few people in the sect. ”

After being angry, some people calmed down, analyzed rationally, and said how terrible and powerful Feng Hua was.

As this analysis of Feng Hua spread through the crowd, more angry people calmed down. Although they were still angry in their hearts, they were not 100% sure that they could defeat Feng Hua, so they suppressed their thoughts of rushing into the ring. At this moment, Feng Hua cannot be defeated by thunderous means, and anyone who steps into the ring will only fuel Feng Hua's arrogance.

"Then what should we do? Could it be that so many of us are so overwhelmed by a disciple of his own sect that they can't hold their heads up in the sect competition of their own sect?"

The crowd was talking angrily.

"The big competition of the sect is an important matter for my sect, how can a disciple of his sect be allowed to make a big fuss in the ring, not to mention that he also wants to take away the rewards of the sect that belong to the disciples of my sect. Qiu Zhenchuan scolded angrily.

"Elder Qiu, are you too assertive in what you said? Ouyang Gon pointed at the many angry disciples of the Four Halls, smiled, and said, "Although the Fenghua kid of the Qingxiao Sect is arrogant, his actions are not out of malice, and it is not necessarily a bad thing for many disciples of my Red Fire Sect. Look at it, the appearance of such an outlier as Feng Hua above the sect is great, which makes all the disciples of my sect have high fighting spirits. In this way, when fighting, the disciples of our sect will thus discover more of their potential, which will help them cultivate in the future. ”

Ouyang Gon's remarks were similar to his previous comments on Lu Chen, but they were used in reverse. Feng Hua's move was already provoking the majesty of the Red Fire Gate and humiliating the disciples of the Red Fire Gate. In Ouyang Gon's mouth, the black turned white, and the bad became good.

After a pause, Ouyang Gon continued: "Besides, the Fenghua kid of Qingxiao Sect is only nineteen years old, and he is not yet twenty years old. And his realm is the eleventh heaven of the sea of qi, and he has not yet stepped into the realm of Zhengang, he has not exceeded the two conditions of the sect competition, and he can be regarded as a fair battle with the disciples of my sect. If this time the sect is bigger, many disciples can't even keep the sect's rewards, and it is not impossible for Fenghua Kid to keep it for a while. We can't do it with many disciples, let us as elders go to the ring and beat up a junior in his sect, and then snatch back the sect's rewards. ”

"You are ......" Qiu Zhenchuan still wanted to object, he knew that the person who came was not good, and he would hide a means to surprise people. Moreover, the two restrictions on the sect comparison were originally proposed by Ouyang Gon after Tian Gaoluo came to the sect. Obviously, Ouyang Gon proposed the restriction at the beginning, just to prepare for this moment.

As for why Ouyang Gon was like this, Qiu Zhenchuan thought of a possibility as soon as his mind turned around. Ouyang Gon is only a spirit-level mid-grade alchemist, and he can't refine a spirit-level high-grade Tianming Pill. However, once Tianming Dan is in the hands of Hua, Tianming Dan may eventually fall into the hands of Ouyang Yin, Ouyang Gon's own grandson.

"Elder Qiu. Tian Gaoluo shouted in a long voice, a joke appeared in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Feng Hua is only the ninth disciple in my Qingxiao Sect's Heavenly List, and he is not ranked first, Cang Yunxiao, who has the name of Qingyun Sanjun, is here. Elder Qiu had no confidence in the disciples of his own sect, and besides, there was no rule in the sect of the Red Fire Sect, and the disciples of his sect were not allowed to take on challenges. ”

"Feng Hua's move, Elder Qiu and I both agree. Zongmen Dabi, start now. Just when Qiu Zhenchuan was questioned by Tian Gaoluo, Ouyang Gon struck the iron tunnel while it was hot.

Many sect disciples looked at each other.

"Even if he wants to be a whetstone in the Red Fire Sect Sect, he must have that qualification!" After Ouyang Gon finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from the direction where the medicine hall was located. Before the words fell, a young man with a sword had already stepped into the central ring and confronted Feng Hua, which was the feng shui cold of the medicine hall.

Feng Shui Han and Feng Hua's eyes collided, like two sharp swords fighting in the air, and the sound of gold and iron clashing seemed to ripple in the void air.

"Senior Brother Feng Shui Han has gone up to clean him up!"

"Presumptuous, you are not qualified to participate in this sect competition, get back for me!" Ouyang Gon's eyes changed slightly, and he shouted angrily. Although Feng Shui Han and Feng Hua are the same eleventh heavens of the Qi Sea, Feng Shui Han's age is just over twenty years old, so he is not eligible to participate in this sect competition. The most important point is that Ouyang Gon is worried that Feng Hua is not Feng Shuihan's opponent.

At this moment, Qiu Zhenchuan didn't have time to react, but Tian Gaoluo took the lead, shook his head and said with a smile: "Great Elder Ouyang is a little restless, it's better to be sparse, since he doubts whether Feng Hua is qualified to become a whetstone in the Red Fire Sect Sect, let him and Feng Hua have a good fight, and everyone will naturally have no objections after the victory is announced." ”

Tian Gao was extremely confident, although his voice was not loud, but the audience was silent at the moment, and these words clearly came into everyone's ears. Watching the crowd, the anger grew, especially the disciples of the Medicine Hall.

Qiu Zhenchuan was faintly worried, if Ouyang Gon and Tian Gaoluo tried their best to prevent the battle between Feng Shui Han and Feng Hua, Qiu Zhenchuan would vigorously support Feng Shui Han. Obviously, Tian Gaoluo believed that Feng Hua could defeat Feng Shui Han. However, at this time, Feng Shui Han was already difficult to ride a tiger, and he had to fight with Feng Hua, and the best result was that Feng Shui Han defeated Feng Hua with thunder.

In the ring.

Feng Hua smiled suddenly, and said slowly: "The first disciple of the Red Fire Gate Medicine Hall is Feng Shui Han, and he has admired the name for a long time, but you are not my opponent. ”

"The sword in your hand should be worthy of your words. Feng Shui Han replied lightly. As he spoke, he grasped the black hilt of the sword in his arms, and a faint green sword aura escaped from the junction of the scabbard and the hilt.

There was a playful smile on the corner of Feng Hua's mouth, "I only like to fight with women, if your Ling Qing'er of the Red Fire Gate Jingtang comes on stage to fight with me, I will be merciful and talk about life with her when fighting." As for you, I will let you understand one thing, although you are in the eleventh heaven of the sea of qi and the same sword cultivator, but between you and me, it is like fireflies and the sun and the moon. ”

"Senior Brother Feng, this guy is so hateful, you must repair this guy well!" Feng Hua's words came out, Feng Shui Han didn't have time to respond, but everyone was fried, and said through gritted teeth.

You must know that Ling Qing'er is not only the first disciple of the Jingtang, but she, along with Concubine Luo Yun of Qingxiao Sect and Chen Xuening of Qiyin Valley, is recognized as the three beauties of Qingyun, and she is the dream of many disciples in the Red Fire Sect. Ling Qing'er is extremely holy in the eyes of everyone, and she can only be seen from a distance and cannot be blasphemed, but Feng Hua's words have the meaning of ridiculing Ling Qing'er, which touches the backlash of many people.

"Noise!" Feng Hua shouted, drawing his sword from its sheath.

"Roar—"

A high-pitched and long sword roar erupted steeply from the ring like the roar of a tiger descending from the mountain, followed by a terrifying sword intent that rippled out unscrupulously. The many disciples who were still shouting just now, under the explosion of this fierce sword intent, they were like roosters crowing suddenly choked their necks, and horror flashed in their eyes.

"Sword intent!" Feng Shui Han's face also changed wildly.

Above the subtlety is the rhyme, and Feng Shui Han has comprehended his own sword rhyme. And above the sword rhyme, there is a higher level - sword intent. Although he had expected that Feng Hua would be very strong and this battle would be difficult, he did not expect that Feng Hua would be strong enough to comprehend the sword intent.

But in any case, this battle between him and Feng Hua is inevitable. Not for victory or defeat, but for the sect not to be humiliated!

"The sword rhyme of the wind!" Feng Shui Han pulled out the sword out of the sheath, the sword pointed at Feng Hua, and shouted angrily, there was no gorgeous move, the two sides were in the eleventh heaven of the sea of qi, and they were both sword cultivators. The sect has the grace to cultivate and teach him, and for the sake of the sect, even if the sword rhyme is not as good as the sword intent, he still has to fight.

"Black Tiger Sword Intent!" Feng Hua's sword moves are exactly the same as Feng Shui Han, the sword is like a horizontal line, pointing directly at Feng Shui Han.

Feng Shui Han and Feng Hua's sword tips were in one place, and in an instant, the sword rhyme of the wind and the sword intent of the black tiger collided fiercely, like a tiger descending from the mountain pounced on the storm.

"Shhhh

After a confrontation, the storm was finally defeated by the tiger, and the tiger tore a storm to pieces with its teeth and claws. The Wind Sword Yun was shattered, and the remnants of the Black Tiger Sword Intent rushed towards Feng Shui Han with a fierce killing intent, rushing into his eyebrows. The sword intent invaded, and the black spots in Feng Shui Han's eyes flashed randomly, and then he fell into a coma, and even his body was involuntarily blasted out of the ring, and Feng Shui Han didn't know it.

Feng Shui Han and Feng Hua fought, Feng Shui Han was defeated!

Watching everyone's eyes were gloomy, especially the disciples of the Medicine Hall, they were like grass after autumn, experiencing another frost.