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A huge, magnificent, palace-shaped bird flying high, located in a mountain col for tens of miles.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, there was a faint sense of impossibility, and it was clear that there was a huge formation shrouded in it, and with the mystery of this formation, even if it was a master of the martial immortal level, it might not be able to break in.

There is a large hall in the palace, located right at the throat of the Great Bird, almost a thousand meters.

At this time, there were many top masters of the Flying Feather Sect gathered here, in addition to the sect leader Hu Mantian, there were two deputy sect masters, three halls, four elders, five Dharma protectors, plus one elder, a total of sixteen people.

One of the two deputy sect masters was none other than Zhang Bo.

The five protectors are the Lord of Grinding Sword Peak, the Master of Washing Sword Blade, the Master of Bullet Sword Peak, the Master of Forgetting Sword Peak, and the Lord of Qu Jian Peak.

As for that old man, he was another great master in the early stage of entering the Transformation Realm, not Wutong.

The sixteen men seemed to have been discussing, and even arguing, for a long time, but until now, they had not come to a unified conclusion.

It stands to reason that Hu Mantian, as the sect master of the Flying Feather Sect, no matter how big the matter is, he can have the final say alone, but looking at the situation in the hall, it seems that it is not convenient for him to make decisions without authorization.

After a short silence in the hall, I only heard the Lord of Forgotten Sword Peak say: "Anyway, I don't agree with the heavy punishment of those teenagers, they are all talents that can be created, and their future is limitless, if they are severely punished, I am afraid it will cause unimaginable consequences." ”

Mo Jian Feng said: "The door has rules, the sect has the sect law, those teenagers trespassed on the forbidden land of the Wolf Valley and have already violated the rules of the sect, if they are not punished, if the other disciples follow suit in the future, how can they be done?"

The Lord of Forgotten Sword Peak said: "I'm not saying that I won't punish them, but that I want to punish them appropriately. ”

The Sword Grinding Peak Lord smiled, "Then according to what the Forgotten Sword Protector said, how should they be punished?"

These words stopped the Lord of Forgotten Sword Peak.

If the punishment is light, it is easy to attract criticism, and if the punishment is heavy, won't you waste a meal?

Just when he couldn't answer, Zhang Bo said: "It's better to let them think about it for half a year." ”

"No way!"

The old man of the Flying Feather Sect objected, and only he dared to say so directly, and said coldly: "Although thinking about it is also a means of punishment, in this matter, it is not enough to punish. ”

Zhang Bo saw this old guy speak, and he didn't refute it.

At this time, everyone looked at Hu Mantian, hoping that he could say a word.

Hu Mantian didn't want to speak, but he had his own difficulties.

In his opinion, Zhang Bo and the Lord of Forgotten Sword Peak are towards Fang Xiaowu and others, while the Lord of Grinding Sword Peak and the Lord of Qu Jian Peak are eager to punish Fang Xiaowu and others heavily, and it is best to drive them out of the division.

The other deputy sect master, the three halls, the four elders, as well as the Sword Washing Blade Lord and the Bullet Sword Peak Lord, all came to express their opinions, and they were neutral and impartial.

But now, the old man opened his mouth and felt that the punishment for facing the wall for half a year was too light.

Then, this shows that this old man also thinks that Fang Xiaowu and the others should be punished well, although it is not as serious as expelling from the division, but it is also necessary to let Fang Xiaowu and the others know that it is powerful.

After pondering for a while, Hu Mantian said slowly: "This sect master has thought of a way to punish them, I don't know if everyone agrees?"

"Sect Master, please speak. "The main path of the sword peak.

"This sect master has decided to reopen the Flying Feather Competition. ”

"Feather Flying Contest!"

Including the old man, all of them changed their faces slightly.

A hundred years ago, the Flying Feather Sect had held many Flying Feather Competitions, but in the last competition, there was an inner disciple called Shen Nameless, who ignored the rules of the competition, and actually killed dozens of fellow disciples, thus causing a disaster.

Since then, this flying feather competition has been banned by the sect master at that time.

A hundred years later, Hu Mantian actually said that he would reopen the Flying Feather Competition, but only he dared to say so, and it was someone else, even if it was the old man, he didn't dare to speak rashly.

"Sect Master, the Flying Feather Tournament is very important, I'm afraid I have to ask the two uncles, and even Uncle Fu, to tell you. The old man said with a solemn face.

"Master, I can go and tell you. Zhang Bo said.

"Sect Master, please forgive me for my guts, I don't know why the Sect Master wants to reopen the Flying Feather Competition at this time?" said another deputy sect master.

"The Flying Feather Contest was originally a big way for my Flying Feather Sect to select elite disciples, but since that incident, this path has been completely blocked. In the past 100 years, this sect cannot be said to be a withering talent, but it can only be regarded as stable and stable. If the Flying Feather Competition is reopened, it may be able to stimulate the disciples in the sect and bring incomparably huge benefits to the sect. Hu Mantian said.

"But in case there is another ...... of God Nameless," the deputy sect master said this, and he didn't say any more, his face looked a little terrifying, as if the name God Nameless was a taboo.

For the people here, except for Hu Mantian, Zhang Bo, and the Lord of Forgotten Sword Peak, everyone else has seen the power of Godlessness.

Although more than a hundred years had passed, they all remembered how God Nameless had rebelled against the sect master at that time, and finally was beaten half to death and escaped from the Flying Feather Sect.

If there is another nameless God, will it not be a repeat of the mistakes of the past and cause a catastrophe?

"The kind of person who is nameless will only appear once in a thousand years, how can it be so easy to appear again?" Hu Mantian had his own plans and said: "This flying feather competition is not only a matter of reopening, but also a test for those teenagers. If they can pass the test, it means that they are indeed talents, and the crime of trespassing on the forbidden land is enough to write it off. If they fail to pass the test, the sect master will expel them from the Flying Feather Sect and will not be allowed to be re-recorded for life. ”

"Dare to ask the Sect Master, what does it mean to pass the test?" asked the Sword Grinding Peak Master.

"Get the Feather Arrow. Hu Mantian said word by word.

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Bo and the Lord of Forgotten Sword Peak were immediately taken aback.

Although they had never participated in the Feather Flying Competition, they knew that it would be very difficult to get the Feather Arrows in the Feather Flying Competition.

No matter how strong Fang Xiaowu and the others were, they were only high-level inner disciples, but the disciples who participated in the Flying Feather Competition were all top inner disciples, how could Fang Xiaowu and the others compete with those top inner disciples?

"It's not right. "That old man.

"What's wrong?" Hu Mantian asked.

"That Han Su'er's cultivation has long gone beyond the furnace realm, as long as she is there, the flying feather arrow must be those teenagers. ”

"This is easy to do, in addition to the elite disciples of the new Flying Feather Competition, even the inner disciples who have already left the school can also participate. ”

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Zhang Bo and the Forgotten Sword Peak Lord, even those Flying Feather Sect masters who remained neutral felt that this was extremely harsh on Fang Xiaowu and the others.

If you really want to do this, some inner disciples who have been teaching for many years will definitely participate in the competition in order to cultivate more advanced martial arts, and Fang Xiaowu and others have competed against them?

I'm afraid that just one of them can defeat Fang Xiaowu and the others.

"Dare to ask the sect master, can the disciples of the personal lineage participate in the competition?" asked the Sword Grinding Peak Master quietly.

"Yes. ”

"Okay, I agree with the Sect Master's opinion and reopen the Flying Feather Competition. ”

"Sect Master, if the Flying Feather Competition reopens, I don't know when?" Zhang Bo asked cautiously.

"July to August. ”

"Okay, I'll go back and tell the master, and ask the sect master to let me retire first. ”

Zhang Bo saw that the Lord of the Grinding Sword Peak also agreed, knowing that the chance of the Flying Feather Competition reopening was almost 100%, so he didn't say more, but planned to rush back to face the master.

On the other side, Qingluan Town.

Fang Xiaowu, who didn't even know what the Flying Feather Contest was, was lying on a bed in room No. 6 of Yuzi, sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, someone appeared in front of the bed, and it was clearly teleportation**.

I saw him wave his hand, and then reached out and patted Fang Xiaowu's face.

"Who?" Fang Xiaowu Huo Ran woke up, looking like he wanted to use force.

"Don't yell and beware of mad dogs. The man smiled and said, it was Linghu Eighteen.

"It's you, why are you here? How did you get in? Thief, you. Fang Xiaowu said.

"Brother Yi, you can run. ”

"Run, why should I run?"

"If you don't run now, you won't have a chance in the future. ”

"What the hell are you talking about, hey, why aren't the three of them awake yet?" Fang Xiaowu looked around, and Wu Dachong, He Bin, and Meng Fei on the other three beds were all sleeping soundly and didn't move.

"Don't call them, they've already been knocked unconscious by my method of sealing veins and freezing points. Let me ask you, are you being followed today?"

"yes, how do you know?"

"Why don't I know? The person who followed you was knocked unconscious by my punch, not to mention that you don't know who sent someone to follow you. ”

"Of course I know that there should be no one else besides Yuan Qingfeng. ”

"Wrong, it's not Yuan Qingfeng, it's the Sword Grinding Peak Master, he's afraid that you'll run away, so he asked people to stare at you. ”

"Why is he afraid of me running?"

"You kid is sometimes too smart, sometimes stupid, do you think your last trespass on the forbidden land is over? Let me tell you, this is just the beginning, if you don't want to live and suffer, run away, the righteous brother will cover you. ”

"Cut, won't you cover me if I don't run?"

"You know. Let me ask you, do you know what a feather contest is?"

"I don't know. ”

"Yo yo yo, since you don't know, you still want to be a hero? Listen to me, run away. ”

Although Fang Xiaowu didn't know what the Flying Feather Contest was, he had already heard the importance of this matter from Ling Hu Eighteen's tone, and at the same time, he could also feel that the last incident was not in the past, but like the calm before the storm, once the storm came, if he was not careful, the ship would be destroyed.

"Could it be that the Sect Master will punish us severely?"

"It's not just a heavy punishment, it's just pushing you into misery. ”

"How is this possible?"

"How is it impossible? I know that he wants to use the Flying Feather Contest to train you, but after just a few months, how can you be the opponents of other people? When the time comes, not only will you be beaten half to death, but you will also be expelled from the division, it is better to run away now, Hu Mantian will turn a blind eye, and will never send someone to arrest you back. ”

Hearing this, Fang Xiaowu couldn't help but be a little stunned, and said, "What are you talking about, what kind of flying feather competition?"

"You don't even know about the Flying Feather Competition, are you still a disciple of the Flying Feather Sect?" A voice suddenly came from next door, it was Bai Chan, it could be seen that she had been listening, and she couldn't help but speak until this time.

"Damn, this little girl is eavesdropping. Fang Xiaowu thought to himself.

"Girl, do you think he should run?"

"The. ”

"Hear me, even the white girl told you to run, if you don't run, you're a big fool. ”

"When did you two become so good?" Fang Xiaowu couldn't help but laugh.

I only heard Bai Chan's voice coming from next door: "Fang Xiaowu, we are doing this for your own good, don't be confused." ”

Fang Xiaowu said: "What do you mean by being confused?"

Bai Chan said: "Continue to stay in the Flying Feather Sect and live a hard life." ”

Fang Xiaowu said disapprerovingly: "Could it be that I can live a good life if I go outside?"

"At least it's better than staying in the Flying Feather Sect. ”

"That's your opinion, I don't think so. ”

"What an idiot. ”

Fang Xiaowu ignored Bai Chan's sarcasm and said to Linghu Eighteen: "What is the Flying Feather Competition?"

Linghu Eighteen: "This competition is a way for the Flying Feather Sect to select elite disciples a hundred years ago, all the disciples who pass the competition can finally become elite disciples, if you get the Flying Feather Arrow, you can learn the advanced martial arts of the Flying Feather Sect, however, let alone the people who get the Flying Feather Arrow, even those disciples who pass the competition, they have to experience an unprecedented fight, although they will not die, but the worst can make you unable to get out of bed for several years, you can only stay in bed." ”

"So cruel?"

"What do you think? Actually, compared to the wind and rain outside, this competition still has some reservations, at least no one will die. A hundred years ago, this competition created a lot of elite disciples, and now, the disciples of the Flying Feather Sect have not experienced blood-like training, which is much worse than the disciples of a hundred years ago, although there are occasionally a few good qualifications, but they can't improve their overall strength. ”

"Hearing you say that, I suddenly feel a little moved, isn't this the best opportunity to exercise?"

"You want to exercise, don't you? I can let you exercise, it's much worse than that, but at least it can save your life. ”

"Why do you talk upside down, old fellow? Didn't you just say that you can't kill people in the Feather Flying Competition?"

Hearing this, Ling Hu Eighteen was so angry that he blew the nine white whiskers of his chin, and shouted: "Are you pretending to be stupid or are you really stupid, Yuan Qingfeng will let you go?" For him, this is just the opportunity to kill you, after killing you, he deduced that he missed, no matter how he punished him, it was impossible to expel him from the Flying Feather Sect, that is, he thought about it on the wall. ”

"Then what if I kill him. ”

"You killed him, you killed him?"

"Why not?"

"You kid is really a toad yawning, what a big breath, if you can kill him, you are the second god nameless. ”

"Who is God nameless?"

"Shen Nameless is an inner disciple of the Flying Feather Sect, but that was more than a hundred years ago. More than a hundred years ago, Shen Nameless and four disciples of the Flying Feather Sect formed a team to participate in the Flying Feather Competition. As a result, the four of them passed all the way, and thousands of inner disciples were beaten by them, and just when they were about to get the flying feather arrow, a personal disciple ran out halfway, beating the four companions of the god nameless to half death, and the god nameless was angry, and killed the personal disciple, and then was forced to go crazy, killing dozens of inner disciples who had already left the school, and finally was beaten half to death by the sect master at that time, that is, Hu Mantian's ancestor, and fled. ”

"Since the nameless god has been beaten half to death, how can he escape?"

"That's because it's ......" Bai Chan said suddenly, but didn't say anything later.

"Because of what?"

"If you want to know, you can get out of here with me. Bai Chan started **** Fang Xiaowu again.

"You girl is really, you actually use this kind of thing to threaten me, forget it, I don't listen. ”

"After hearing so much, do you still want to stay in the Flying Feather Sect?" asked Linghu Eighteen.

"I'd love to take this opportunity to give me a workout, but I'm not really stupid. I said so much before, just to try to trick your words, but now I have a lot of them, and I can be regarded as achieving my goal. Hehe, don't hesitate, just go, whoever doesn't leave is a fucking stupid. Wake them up. ”

Fang Xiaowu jumped up from the bed, his face full of excitement.

At the same time, in an unknown mountain, a man who looked to be only in his twenties, but was already full of gray hair and ragged clothes, slowly walked out of a cave.

I saw him with his hands behind his back, looking at the moon in the sky, a light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Feiyu Sect, it's been more than a hundred years, and when I return, it will be the day you perish!"

With his arms outstretched, a powerful aura emanated from his body, and he actually began to absorb the aura between heaven and earth.

Even the aura that was dozens or hundreds of miles away was driven by his aura and rushed towards the cave where he was.

An hour later, his nostrils slowly exhaled some black breath.

These black auras are waste gases produced after refining the aura, which are not only not beneficial to people, but even harmful, and must be excreted from the body.

There was more and more black qi, but it was used by the white-haired man to perform his Xuan Gong, forming a huge black ball in front of him.

Rumble!

When the diameter of the black qi was almost three meters long, it was suddenly urged by the white-haired man, shattering a thousand-meter-high mountain peak and disappearing from this mountain forever.

"Hmph, Mei Sanlong, after half a year, I will definitely bathe you and the Flying Feather Sect together in blood to avenge the humiliation I suffered back then. No one can stop your soul from being destroyed, and no one can stop the Feiyu Sect from disappearing from the Yuanwu Continent, the only one who can change all this is myself, I let you live, you will live, I let you die, you will die. ”

After the white-haired man finished speaking, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a long roar, full of momentum, long hair without wind and automatic, looking majestic, like a god descending, unstoppable.