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Du Chao and the others, who were about to go down the mountain, somehow turned back again, and when they saw Di Yunxiao and the others who were looking outside the martial arts hall, they chased after them with an arrow step, shouting out loud in their mouths.

After a short silence, the crowd exploded in an instant, and the road about a foot wide was instantly abandoned.

"Senior Brother Emperor Wuhuang, one of the Three Emperors, where are the people?"

"Hahahaha, it turned out to be the emperor's senior brother, one of the pillars of my sect came in person, but I want to ask those who belong to the sect to take a good look at what is called heaven outside the sky. ”

Emperor Yunxiao's presence gave thousands of disciples a shot in the arm, not only the disciples, but even the more than twenty Purple Mansion elders of the Council of Elders all got up to greet them when they heard the news.

Emperor Yunxiao stepped into the main hall, brushed it, and hundreds of eyes came directly.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness Emperor Wu. ”

The elders who cultivated for Fan under Yuheng Zhenren clasped their hands into fists one by one and bowed slightly.

Emperor Yunxiao bowed slightly, his eyes scanned the audience, and finally landed on the attic on the fifth floor of the main hall, where several Qingxia real people and a few monks with unfamiliar faces sat upright.

"Yunxiao is here, come up and sit, I didn't expect you to be out of the customs now. ”

When Zhencang Dazhen saw Emperor Yunxiao's figure, his expression was happy, and his originally embarrassed face became vivid, but it brought a touch of banter and ridicule.

It had been four or five days since he sent the decree to the Yunhao Cave, and he didn't expect Emperor Yunxiao to come out of the customs at all.

Fang Cai is still having a headache how to suppress the arrogance of the Gui Sect, now that the emperor is out of the gate, there is a good show to watch now, the emperor boy is not a good stubble, he is much more ruthless than their older monks.

The attitude of the Zhencang Great True Man made the faces of the three old monks on his right hand side sink, and the ten disciples behind those old men showed even more surprised looks.

"Emperor Wu Huang, one of the three emperors of Qingxia, didn't you say that the top ten true disciples of the Qingxia Sect have all gone out, how can this person be in the sect? It's a little tricky now!"

There was a commotion in the array of the Guiyi Gate, and the Qingxia Emperor was famous, and it was impossible for them not to be afraid.

"What's the panic! It's just a disciple of the third true lineage, no matter how strong he is, he has only cultivated for thirty or forty years, and you have been cultivating for hundreds of years, so it's hard to be afraid of a half-old kid. ”

An old man with golden silk wrapped in his hands snorted coldly, and the power of the real human level came out of his body, shocking several disciples of the True Inheritance of the Gui Sect with their faces flushed.

"But. Master, that Emperor Yunxiao is rumored to be able to kill the existence of the High Mansion Monarch, although we ask ourselves that our talents are good, but at most we can only equalize the Heavenly Wheel Mansion Monarch. ”

A true disciple standing behind the old man spoke, according to the order, he should be the third true disciple in this line, which is equivalent to Di Yunxiao's status in Qingxia.

"Ridiculous! That's just a smokescreen released by Qingxia, have you seen who has been cultivating for thirty or forty years and can easily kill a high-ranking monarch?"

The True Transmission disciple was silent when he heard this, and when he thought about it carefully, these news were just rumors, and they were indeed unconfirmed.

Di Yunxiao and several Qingxia real people made a move, found a place and sat down, and looked at the central position of the Yanwu Hall below, where two people were fighting at this moment.

One of them is an old acquaintance of Emperor Yunxiao, the eleventh hole of the true legend is Zhenqing, and he can be regarded as a rare top seedling of the king in Qingxia.

The person who fought against him was also a good hand, the dragon and the tiger roared with qi and blood between the steps, two cyan moons on his head, two scimitars in his hands, and the space was roaring at the moment of his shot.

"Yes, although it is not a sword cultivator, the one-handed sword technique has reached the realm of perfection. Who is he?"

"Back to His Royal Highness, this person is the sixth in a true lineage, and he is good at embroidering spring knives. His master is the third in the second row over there. ”

Behind Emperor Yunxiao, the Dao Tong who thought he was serving in a special service bowed down and elaborated, and reported the identity of the disciple who was fighting in the field, and handed over a more detailed battle report by the way.

The battle report recorded the eleven matchups, the two sides and the methods they used, as well as the comments of some real people.

"Hmm! This is a prepared door, as of now, the strongest person who shot is really the fourth!"

Between the words, in a roar, the two sides in the Yanwu Hall retreated violently and stood still, and there were four or five cracks on the bluestone slabs on the ground.

I saw Dong Zhenqing covering his hanging left hand, although he was injured, his eyes were sharp and fanatical, with a hint of contempt:

"You're defeated! Although the embroidered spring knife is fast, your pattern is too narrow, and it is not a real knife cultivation after all. ”

Although he cut off Dong Zhenqing's right arm, his internal organs were like fire, and his lungs were cracked by Dong Zhenqing's shock.

"Qingxia's younger generation really has good hands, four hundred moves to defeat me, now you must be able to climb to the top five of Qingxia's true biography. ”

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the true disciple of the Gui Sect staggered to his feet.

"Heh! The top five of the true biography? If you really want to be a small sect ant, do you really think that the world is so big, and everyone is as high-profile as if they belong to the same sect? With my current strength, I am only among the ninth in the true biography at most.

The first eight are all Gaidai wizards, if you want to break your double knife, you only need a hundred moves, and the gap with me is so big, you are just a frog sitting in a well and watching the sky. ”

Dong Zhenqing left the scene with a sneer, and some words came out, attracting countless disciples to applaud like a tsunami.

Won!

After losing eleven games in a row, Qingxia Ancient Sect went up to a real giant and down to a sweeping boy, and everyone held their breath.

Dong Zhenqing came out, although he only defeated the sixth true legend of Guiyimen, but he finally won and brought back a lot of face to Qingxia Ancient Sect.

"Defeat me in a hundred moves? Hmph! I respect you for your fighting skills, but you are so joking, I will see how my senior brother who belongs to the sect teaches you a lesson. ”

The true disciple on the opposite side also withdrew, and when he left, he let out cruel words, Qingxia would not win another game.

"The hole is really clear, can you fight again?"

A real god read the sound, and the hole that bandaged the end was really clear.

The younger generations between the two religions argued that if one side had enough strength, they could choose to fight evenly.

"Uncle Shi, I can fight again, but I'm not sure if I can defeat that guy. ”

Dong Zhenqing's eyes condensed slightly, and his eyes scanned the Guiyi disciples who stepped into the entrance, revealing a strong wisp of jealousy.

"Hey, when did the Guiyi Sect start recruiting demon cultivators? ”

In the attic on the top floor, Di Yunxiao held a teapot in one hand, and looked at the Yanwu Hall with some surprise.

As far as he knew, it was a sect of humanity, so it had always been disdainful of demon clan disciples, but today it was a bit strange to send a demon cultivator disciple.