Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Man in Brocade

After successfully succeeding, taking advantage of the fact that the sky was still dark, Yun Fan and Yue Meng'er hurried back to Huangfeng Valley without alarming anyone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

As soon as he returned to the gray tent, Yun Fan couldn't wait to open the bamboo slips that recorded the howling wind recipe, and read them one by one with concentration.

Gradually, the east was white, the sun was rising, and the fog in the valley gradually dispersed, ushering in a new morning.

Tents of different sizes were lifted, and many disciples were re-active in front of several formations, waiting for the breakthrough to begin.

Some of the disciples who have successfully passed the level, after packing up, most of them are full of confidence to move towards the third level, the first two levels have eliminated more than half of the disciples, and those who can be qualified to continue to move forward are all outstanding people.

The third pass goes deep into the Luoxia Valley, which is located in Jinsha Bay, where the river in the valley is the most turbulent.

Jinsha Bay is formed by a river that runs through the Luoxia Valley, and is named because of its fine and evenly sandy and symmetrical sand, and it is a faint golden yellow under the light.

After more than an hour of hurrying, an open beach appeared in front of Yun Fan, the river was like a crescent moon, and the large area of golden-colored sand and stones was breathtaking.

The surface of the river is several miles wide, and the water at the bend is even more rushing and roaring, emitting bursts of roars.

On the crescent-shaped beach, there is a stone platform about three feet high and ten zhang square, and dozens of Sanfeng disciples gather under the stage, and the atmosphere is slightly quiet.

In front of the crowd, Yue Meng'er and Myolie Wu and other Tianzhu Peak women were particularly eye-catching, and from time to time they had amazing eyes projected, causing heated discussions among the crowd.

On the stone platform, Broken Langtian and the man surnamed Lei stood side by side, faintly in a posture of resistance.

"Senior Brother Lei, it's almost time", Broken Langtian said with a smile.

"Okay! Then let's start", the man surnamed Lei nodded, took a step, and said lightly: "The form of breaking through is the ring battle, the winner advances, the loser leaves, with a stick of incense as the limit, if no one challenges, the person who guards the ring will automatically win, in addition, in order to prevent some disciples from maliciously delaying, the number of winners in this ring battle is only fifty, you have to weigh the timing of your own shot."

The man surnamed Lei said this, and the audience immediately fell into a commotion, the elite disciples held their chests up, with a strong look of confidence, and the ordinary disciples looked evasive, as if they were not willing to go up and touch their heads at this time.

"I'll come first!", in the crowd, Mu Qianxing's face swelled with anger, and he took the lead in standing on the stone platform.

"It's crazy Mu!", a male disciple said with a smug face.

"If this person comes to power, most of them will be bored", the other person shook his head, Mu Qianxing is famous among the disciples of the Tianqian Sect, and everyone is afraid to avoid it, who will eat enough to support death.

Sure enough, after a stick of incense, Mu Qianxing still hugged his hands, and no one dared to challenge on stage.

"Mu Qianxing has successfully broken through!", Broken Langtian said loudly, and at the same time, a token flew out and fell into his hand.

Mu Qianxing put away the token, smiled, turned around and got off the stone platform, he was determined to pass the last level, and it was not surprising that he successfully passed the third level.

After Mu Qianxing successfully broke through, two more disciples rushed onto the stone platform with their front and back feet, intending to compete for the next promotion token.

After a fierce fight, a male disciple of Tiankui Peak was lucky enough to win one and a half moves and was able to advance to the next level.

"Which other disciple is going to come up to fight", seeing that his own disciple won, Broken Langtian was in a good mood, and said with a smile.

A pink shadow jumped lightly onto the stone platform, with a beautiful and delicate childish face and a delicate and graceful figure, which attracted the attention of some people for a while.

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent", a polite young man's eyes lit up, and he walked quickly onto the stone platform, holding a feather fan, looking personable.

"In Xia Yu Shaoliang, dare to ask the name of the junior sister?", the young man gave a salute in a proper manner, he thought that he was both civil and military, and his talent was outstanding, and he would definitely be able to win the hearts of beautiful women.

"You're not fun at all!", Yue Meng'er's small face was compact, and with a wave of her hands, a pink ribbon rolled out in waves.

When the young man was confused, the pink ribbon was already close to him, and he was about to urge the feather fan in his hand, but found that the fan had already been tightly tied.

......

After a few breaths, under the stone platform, the polite young man had a gray face, and the gray mixed into the crowd disappeared.

"What a powerful woman", the crowd broke out into a commotion, such a woman with such a world-class posture has good strength, which makes people feel even more amazing.

"What a little pepper!", Yun Fan grinned, feeling sad for the young man in his heart, and at this moment, Yue Meng'er's eyes swept over him like nothing, and a faint red lip raised a smile.

After Yue Meng'er won, she stepped down triumphantly, and the crowd fell silent for a while.

"I'm coming!", a young man wearing brocade clothes and imposing and extraordinary stepped onto the stone platform in one step, the golden spear in his hand was flat and raised, the frogs were swirling, and the momentum was compelling.

"Chen Kuangtian, if it's a man, come up", the brocade-clothed young man snapped, and the majestic yuan power spread out, echoing in the river valley.

"Hey, hey, it's a big drama of two men fighting for a woman, but I don't know who will kill the deer in the end", a disciple of Tianhuo Peak laughed strangely, it has always been rumored that Zhao Minshi and Zhao Mingtang are cousins, since childhood, the relationship is not shallow, Zhao Mingtang has been obsessed with this woman for many years, and his affection has not changed, and now it seems that this matter is mostly true.

"You are looking for death! You dare to talk too much about Senior Brother Zhao", the other shouted softly.

"Everyone in Tianhuo Peak knows about this matter, not to mention that Senior Brother Zhao has never covered it up," the disciple of Tianhuo Peak explained.

"Huh!", Yun Fan's eyes moved, Chen Kuangtian didn't seem to have a trace of anger, but there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes, and what surprised him even more was that Zhao Minshi on the side had a complicated look on his face, and his eyes were wandering, which seemed to confirm the speculation among the disciples.

He looked around, but he didn't find Fat Tiger and Liu Yu, thinking that they should have been eliminated in the first two rounds.

The man in brocade shouted in public, Chen Kuangtian's face was a little unbearable, and he took a step forward and was about to go on stage.

"Don't go...", but at this moment, Zhao Minshi suddenly grabbed the placket of his clothes, and her face was full of pleading.

"Don't worry", Chen Kuangtian smiled slightly and patted the woman's back.

The intimate action of the two fell into Zhao Mingtang's eyes, which couldn't help but make him even more angry, and because the palm of his hand was too hard, there was a sound of rubbing the barrel of the gun.

"Zhao Mingtang!", Chen Kuangtian, dressed in white, stood on the stone platform, with his gentle and elegant temperament, he can be called the wishful man in the minds of many female disciples.

"Hmph, Chen Kuangtian, if you know each other, take the initiative to leave Minshi, even if our affairs are cleared up in the future, I will not trouble you again", Zhao Mingtang was tall, and with his aggressive voice, it was like giving an unquestionable order.

Hearing this, Chen Kuangtian sighed softly: "You should understand, I can't do it."

"You are looking for death! My woman will never allow anyone to get involved, Chen Kuangtian, I will give you a chance to be a man, and I will have a duel, life and death are in peace", a word aroused anger, and Zhao Mingtang actually issued a life and death duel battle book on the spot, which made everyone present dumbfounded.

"Make a move, I have no way out", Chen Kuangtian shook his head, raised the long sword in his hand, and his face was flat.

"Okay, good, it's like a man", the man surnamed Zhao took a spear horizontally, and then put on a posture, and it was imperative to fight.

A little farther away from the stone platform, Broken Langtian and the man surnamed Lei stood side by side, with different expressions.

"Senior Brother Lei, Senior Brother Zhao's anger is inevitably a little big, I'm afraid it will hurt the harmony between the disciples of the Three Peaks", Broken Waves is not salty or light.

"Hehe, young people are inevitably vigorous, so they naturally have to compete for a high or low, and I will wait for the result", the man surnamed Lei had a faint smile on his face, looking unimpressed.

On the stone platform, Chen Kuangtian's figure suddenly moved, the long sword in his hand danced, and several sword qi was surprisingly fast, and all the disciples only felt that the white light flashed, and the fierce aura was already approaching.

"It's a good time!", Zhao Mingtang laughed fearlessly, waved the heavy golden gun, and blocked all the sword qi.

Chen Kuangtian failed to strike a blow, and did not retreat, but approached with a deception, his long sword shook, and several sword shadows flashed out and launched a fierce attack.

Zhao Mingtang snorted coldly, and the spear danced impermeable, resisting the sword qi without falling into the wind.

"Break!", standing firm, Zhao Mingtang secretly accumulated strength, and when he saw the right time, he suddenly burst into a shout, and the golden gun was like an angry dragon going out to sea, bringing up great momentum, smashing the yellow dragon directly, and smashing several sword shadows.

"Slash!", Chen Kuangtian withdrew and retreated sharply, quickly sealed with one hand, and between several sword shadows hovering and flying, a white sword light several feet long slashed down angrily.

"Carving insect skills!", Zhao Mingtang let out a long roar, and there was a hidden golden light on his body, and a golden light was like a dragon with teeth and claws, pounced on the white sword light.

There was a loud bang in the air, and the sword qi and golden light annihilated each other, and the dazzling light made it difficult to look at directly.

But at this moment, a muffled snort came out, and Chen Kuangtian took two steps back, a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, obviously falling into the disadvantage of the previous blow.

"It's so strong!", the disciples widened their eyes, and the battle between the two disciples was rare.

"Come again!", a trace of evil appeared on Zhao Mingtang's face, and he was about to continue to make moves and divide the winner when a few inappropriate ridicules suddenly came from the air.

"Hey, hey!"

"Fun! Dog eats dog"

"The younger generation is so young, I can't see it."

Everyone looked startled, and their eyes looked towards the place where the voice came from.