The crowd in the square burst into a roar, "Oops, terrible, the people of the Twelve Halls haven't discussed the result yet, this Mo Qingyu has been defeated so easily?" "How can this time be delayed?" "I can't imagine that Mo Qingyu is blatantly cheating. "Fake fight, fake fight!" "What is this? The same hall, pretending, disrupting the venue. "Where is the Criminal Law Hall? It doesn't matter if it's so obvious that the fake fight is so obvious?" Everyone seemed to have suddenly found a good way to delay time, and suddenly the sound of shouting fake fights in the square came and went.

Ye Xuanxin suddenly got up, and under the momentum, the entire square was shrouded in a great coercion, just the coercion of Yuanying, everyone on the field suddenly felt an invisible oppression, everyone immediately shut up, only to see him glance at it, retract the coercive momentum, and then smiled and said: "Whether it is a fake fight or not, the Sect Criminal Law Hall has its own conclusion." ”

The owner of the door came forward in person, and the square fell silent in an instant, even if countless people still suspected that there was a ghost in this competition, they did not dare to make any loud noises.

The black-clothed deacon stepped forward and shouted, "The deputy hall master of the Cedar Hall has built a first-order Nie Wushuang's victory! May I ask the deputy hall master Nie Wushuang, does he choose to continue to defend the battle, or is it a directional challenge, or is he passively accepting other challenges from the same sect?" Obviously, since the Criminal Law Hall did not say anything about interference, the black-clothed deacon began to perform his duties normally.

Up to this time, Nie Wushuang was still wondering what happened in the competition between himself and Mo Qingyu, and he didn't listen to the black-clothed deacon's question at all.

"Hey, what about you!" the little fat man had to remind.

"Huh?" The little fat man woke up Nie Wushuang, who was still in thought, from the sea of knowledge, Nie Wushuang raised his eyes to look at the black-clothed deacon, nodded and said, "Continue to guard!"

"You can't do this, although the Huazi Jue was killed by you in extreme sadness out of the artistic conception, but you completely put yourself into this artistic conception, that is, your senses and Mo Qingyu have become the same, you just fell into the same illusion, the perception is similar, always feel that the other party wants to kill yourself easily; 。 "The little fat man speaks without emotion, just describes the situation.

After hearing this, Nie Wushuang sighed, and asked in surprise in the sea of knowledge, "Living and dying together?"

The little fat man said: "If you use this trick again, it is best to experience the feeling between life and death before making a move, otherwise you will not be able to touch the true artistic conception rules." ”

Nie Wushuang's mind flowed, and he said strangely in his heart: "Artistic conception rules?"

The little fat man said: " The reason why this knife technique can simulate the illusion is because it is related to a rule between heaven and earth, and your flame rules are the same, this rule is called the artistic conception rule, to master this trick, the understanding of the artistic conception rules is the key, I said, the knife has not arrived and the realm of Mr., simply put, this knife move and the illusion array in the formation have the same effect, when you use the knife move, once the intentional meaning of the rules are integrated into it, it can cause the other party to fall into the illusion, but all this is actually fake, but the person who falls into the knife intent, but the fake is true, you and Mo Qingyu both think that the other party can easily kill themselves, in fact, it is just your pure imagination。 Hey, forget it, this knife technique seems simple but very profound, you can do this in just nine days, it's already good, take your time. ”

Nie Wushuang was thinking back to the situation just now, and at the same time pondering the situation of this sword technique in his hands.

Under the stage, the crowd was still arguing about who would come to the stage, and no one came to the stage for a long time.

Nie Wushuang said to himself, "Since fighting is the best way to hone your sword skills, let me grow up in one battle after another." So he turned the long knife in his hand horizontally, pointed at Tang Minghu, who was discussing with people on the side of the square, and shouted: "Tang Minghu, you come!"

The crowd suddenly erupted in chaotic shouts, only to hear someone shouting: "Old Tang, you have made a fortune." "Yuruntang's Tang Minghu? "Pick one out of tens of thousands, what a good luck, win the lottery." "How did this Tang Minghu and Nie Turtle meet?, why is it him?" "This damn thing, why didn't you choose me?"

Tang Minghu, who was holding a meeting in the crowd, thought that he had heard it wrong, and after being stunned, he listened to the discussion in the crowd, and was suddenly overjoyed, and laughed at the people in the meeting: "Haha, but I'm sorry for you, this kid Nie Wushuang chose me." After speaking, he hurriedly stopped laughing, and said helplessly: "Hey, why did you pick me?" In this way, don't worry, you guys, I'll go up and cut people down first, and I'll accompany you if you want to challenge me later." ”

The dozen or so people surrounding Tang Minghu are all the core figures of each hall, except for Ye Wuji, almost all of them are the sons and daughters of the hall masters, everyone heard that Nie Wushuang was going to challenge him, and suddenly looked envious and jealous, and someone clasped his fists and saluted: "Congratulations, old Tang." "As long as you persist for three games, the position of the deputy hall master of this Cedar Hall is yours. "Your grandmother's luck is so good, last time you scolded this kid angrily in the medicine field, and you were chosen?" "Tang Minghu, you go up first, my sister will come to challenge you later, if you can't beat my sister and me when the time comes, don't blame me for robbing you of the position of deputy hall master?"

Tang Minghu laughed: "Tongxi, Tongxi, everyone, then I, Tang Minghu, are welcome, as for who can challenge me later? You can choose for yourself, anyway, except for Senior Brother Wuji, you guys, one is counted as one, just go on it." ”

On the viewing platform, Tang Yurun got up and laughed, and said to Fu Xuesong: "Lao Fu, Lao Fu, I, Tang Yurun, have always looked down on you for doing things, this time you are doing the right thing, hey, I said earlier that you would let the deputy hall master give my family Minghu to sit, I am really grateful, we didn't care about anything before, and we will be a family in the future." Tang Yurun was sure that the position of the deputy hall master of the Cedar Hall would definitely not be able to escape.

Fu Xuesong didn't answer, and sneered again and again.

Tang Yurun didn't care and couldn't stop laughing.

In addition to the hall master of each hall, the sect only gives each hall a place of deputy hall master, which can be appointed by the hall master himself. If you sit in the position of deputy hall master, you can enjoy the treatment of the deputy hall master, and the sect will personally provide cultivation resources. Among these thirteen halls, there are always many capable men under each hall master, but there is only one position, so there are often conflicts because of the grabbing of positions.

Although Cedar Hall is a small hall in the open leaf door, after all, it is the deputy hall master, and its treatment is much higher than that of the ordinary hall protector.

Such fat was in the mouth of a lamb, which made the wolf cubs in the square not excited? How could they not be excited? Everyone felt that this happiness had come too suddenly.

Tang Minghu didn't have to fly at all, he walked towards Zongbitai step by step, all the way, all the way to the crowd with his fists in return, and kept shouting to the crowd: "Accept, accept!" "That look, the spring breeze is proud, like a groom.

On the Zongbi stage, Nie Wushuang looked at Tang Minghu who was walking towards the Zongbi stage step by step, and a slight sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

On the viewing platform, Ye Xuanxin and Fu Xuesong's eyes revealed different lights.

On the square, Mo Qingyu looked at Nie Wushuang with an extremely strange expression, the doubts and incomprehension in his eyes had almost made him doubt his life, and he muttered in his mouth: "How could it be? How could I be defeated? How could he not kill me?"

Tang Minghu finally jumped into the Zongbi platform, took out a Xuantie heavy sword from the storage bag, dragged it on the stands, looked at Nie Wushuang, and his eyes lit up: "You are really a good person, I opened the thirteenth hall of the Yemen, the deputy hall master has always been a Jiedan monk, and the sect has always been a contest between the disciples of the foundation building! Haha, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect you to let me take advantage of such a big advantage." ”

Nie Wushuang sneered, didn't speak, flipped the demon sword in his hand, and was about to make a move.

Where would Tang Minghu give Nie Wushuang a chance to make a move, the wide and heavy sword slashed upward, and the aura that spewed out rushed towards Nie Wushuang like a mountain and a sea.

Before Nie Wushuang's long knife came out, he was hit by the overwhelming spiritual power and took a few steps back, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual veins in his body was suddenly shocked and rushed around.

Tang Minghu shouted, his body rose violently, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Nie Wushuang, and the wide and heavy sword slashed straight at Nie Wushuang's shoulder.

(Yesterday, I saw the collection down, I was emotionally unstable for a while, and I complained about two sentences, and then many readers and friends came out to comfort, and many of them directly rewarded support, Xiao Yi is grateful here, and can only work hard to refuel the code word, to repay everyone's support.) ）