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"It's inexplicable, you guys are so funny..."

Wang Mou stared at those heroic lights and said speechlessly: "Isn't it just a fight? Why do you still come to meet in advance?

"!"

Nangong Yi was really angry, burst out a foul language that had not been used for many years, and yelled: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, the relationship between the two has always been good." I came here today to discuss the itinerary in a week's time, and then let you disciples meet. ”

"Meet?"

Wang Mou was even more strange, frowned and asked, "What do you mean? Shizun won't let me participate in that 'Ten Sect Battles', right?"

"Of course, the children can be taught..."

Nangong stroked his beard, shook his head and whispered.

Grass!!!

Wang Yi was suddenly shocked and angry.

Teachable! Teachable your sister!

Lao Tzu is dedicated to cultivation and doesn't want to fight, so you give me nothing to do.

"I'm not going! you're going to beat yourself..."

He turned sideways and ignored the other man again.

This time, Nangong was not angry, but smiled: "Beloved, the 'Ten Sect Battles' have prizes." ”

Wang Yi's ears pricked up, and he became interested: "What is the prize?"

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Nangong Yi's old donkey's face was flushed: "There are high-grade magic weapons and battle clothes, and there are even more elixirs." The higher the ranking, the more prizes..."

Wang Yi was silent for a moment and asked, "Is it helpful for cultivation?"

Nangong waved his sleeves: "What you say is nonsense." ”

“OK！”

Wang Yi stood up, dusted off his pants, and said, "Then I'll go and see, if the master lies to me, I will abstain on the spot." ”

"You..."

Nangong Yi's old face turned red again, and he was really about to spurt blood.

The corners of Wang Yi's mouth opened, revealing a neat row of white teeth: "Master, let's go, don't be too late..."

......

A few minutes later, Wang Yi followed Nangong Yi to the main hall of the sect.

It is about 300 square meters, and the interior is made of granite, and there are four giant pillars with a diameter of more than ten meters, which is quite magnificent.

In the middle of the main hall, there are dozens of huge stone chairs, placed opposite each other.

Directly in front, there are two main seats.

Sect Master Li Tengyun sat on the left, and on the right was an old man with a red face.

On either side, there were 5 or 6 Jindan monks, and next to them stood several young disciples.

On the side of Xiaoyao Sect, the Four Holy Heavens are here, Liu Qian'er and Yue Shilan are also here, and Li Zhenxuan and Lin Xiyao are also here.

When they came in, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Hey, crazy Han, long time no see, you're not dead yet..."

As soon as Nangong came in, he waved his hand at the old man with a red face, and his words were amazing.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Yanwu Sect Master Han Tianfeng's old face suddenly sank, and he said, "No matter how bad the old man is, he will die behind you, the old donkey." ”

After hearing this, the disciples of the two sects were even more shocked, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

"Hahaha..."

Nangong burst out laughing.

Li Tengyun pinched his eyebrows speechlessly, and said, "Senior brother, I'm waiting for you..."

"Good, good..."

Nangong Yi walked over with a swagger of the king.

After he sat down, Wang Yi stood still in the back.

Yuqin sat next to her, and behind her stood four girls who had fallen into the country and the city.

Wang was about to look at the disciple of Yanwu Sect, when his palm suddenly slipped, and a soft little hand came in.

Wang Yi turned his head sideways and met Liu Qian'er's hot eyes. His heart fluttered, and his index finger gently scratched, slowly sliding in the other party's white and tender palm.

Liu Qian's jade hand was itchy, and she couldn't help pursing her lips, and grabbed him a little hard.

Their ambiguous movements immediately attracted the attention of the two people.

Yue Shilan's pretty face was lightly sideways, carefully observing the small movements of the two, and then raised her pretty face and stared at Wang Yi, with a hint of jealousy in her beautiful eyes.

Luo Yiyi's perception was beyond ordinary people, and she also realized that she frowned and didn't pay much attention to it.

Meanwhile.

After the two sect masters discussed the itinerary, they asked the elders to introduce their disciples. The Xiaoyao Sect is the master, so start from this side first. In order of priority, regardless of the level of cultivation.

The Four Saints were no strangers to each other, and they didn't introduce too much, and then Li Zhenxuan.

Han Tianfeng's brows suddenly furrowed, and he said, "Sect Master Li, the 'Ten Sect Battles' are the elites of each sect, you let the disciples of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation participate, aren't you..."

"Just a workout..."

Li Tengyun raised his hand and pressed it flatly, without saying anything.

Next, it was Yuqin's turn, and Liu Qian'er was so frightened that she hurriedly retracted her little hand.

When Yuqin introduced her female disciples, the eyes of the male disciples of the Yanwu Sect suddenly lit up.

God, it's really beautiful. Loi knew each other, and these three...

One of the young men in the wind of Yushu was first amazed by the beauty of the third daughter, but after hearing the name Lin Xiyao, his handsome eyes suddenly narrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

And several female disciples of Yanwu Sect had a little taste on their expressions, although they looked good, they were still slightly inferior to these four.

Then it was our turn to be Wang, who was handsome among the male disciples, and his eyes were very deep, which immediately attracted the attention of those female disciples.

"Old donkey, you actually accepted apprentices?"

Han Tianfeng said he was shocked

"Neurotic, does the old man accept apprentices, do you care?"

Nangong rolled his eyes and said strangely.

Then, it was the turn of the Yanwu Sect.

When a disciple named 'Xiao Yun' was introduced, Lin Xiyao's delicate body trembled, raised her peerless beauty, and looked at each other a little blankly.

Xiao Yun was the disciple of the Yushu Linfeng, who had built a foundation for the fifth layer of cultivation, and he looked at Lin Xiyao with a calm face.

Lin Xiyao's face turned red and she didn't dare to look at him again.

After all the disciples were introduced, Li Tengyun waved his sleeves and smiled at the disciples of the sect: "You all go out..."

Han Tianfeng also looked at the disciples of his sect: "You also go out and communicate more with the brothers and sisters of the Xiaoyao Sect..."

"Yes!"

All the elites clenched their fists at the same time and walked out of the hall one after another.

After they came to the platform, Wang was directly stopped by the teasing Li Zhenxuan.

"Wang Yi, you must save me. ”

He grimaced and cried out loud.

"Huh?"

Wang Yi was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"My artifact, my artifact wow..."

Li Zhenxuan snorted and cried, crying was sad.

It turned out that after the sect's martial arts meeting, Li Zhenxuan's whip was taken away by the sect, and it has not been returned until now.

"Go, go, don't pester my husband..."

At this moment, Liu Qian'er walked over, directly grabbed Wang Yi's left arm, and looked at Li Zhenxuan with an unkind expression.

Yue Shilan also came over, silently holding the other party's right arm.

"Wang Yi, you..."

Li Zhenxuan was suddenly shocked and angry, and his face turned green.

Meanwhile.

Xiao Yun of the Yanwu Sect walked slowly towards Lin Xiyao.