In the early morning, the newly awakened sun set orange eyelashes on the top of Forge Sword Mountain, and the peaks and trees were shrouded in soft morning light. The morning of the outer gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect should have been quiet, but because of the long overdue arrival of the triennial outer gate competition, everything became so lively and unusual.

There are a hundred rings on the huge martial arts arena, and each ring has a law enforcement judge appointed by the sect. Around the ring, thousands of outer disciples gathered. Some of them came to participate in the big competition, but more of them came to see the excitement if their cultivation was not high and there was no hope of promotion. After all, watching others fight is also of great benefit to one's own cultivation. They knew very well that it was impossible for them to achieve good results in this competition, so they naturally would not sign up for the competition, lest they would bring humiliation on themselves or even lose their lives.

Despite this, among the more than 10,000 people in the outer gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect, there are still 5,000 people who have signed up to participate in the big competition, and the first 300 people have become inner disciples, and according to their ranking, they can get different degrees of elixir, elixir, spiritual weapons and martial arts cheats rewards from the sect, and the top 50 will be vigorously cultivated by the sect, and the top ten will even be accepted as personal disciples by the elders of the inner gate. Therefore, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, everyone will not give up, if you are lucky enough to enter the inner door, it can be said that you will ascend to the sky in one step, and even your own family will be wiped out. Those who are not in line with the three hundred will continue to stay at the outer gate, and the three hundred and one will be the first person at the outer gate, and they will be postponed in turn. A small ratio in one year, a large ratio in three years. In the past three years, if there is a particularly outstanding martial arts wizard, he can be promoted to the inner door at any time, so the competition is extremely fierce. Some people can only do chores in the outer door for the rest of their lives, and some people are too old to cultivate and have to choose to return to the family.

The purpose of the Heavenly Sword Sect's sect master, Murong Yixuan, is to rather lack than abuse, and those who can't reach the martial arts cultivation level of the outer disciples are not allowed to participate in the big competition, so the selected talents are all talents, and the sect will mobilize high-quality cultivation resources to use them intensively. In this way, the excellent will be more excellent, and the geniuses will be more geniuses, and the Heavenly Sword Sect will be able to be invincible.

Xie Tingfeng accompanied Chu Han, Pan Mo, and Xia Ruoqing to the martial arts arena early, one to cheer for the three of them, the second to guide them on the spot, and the third to see how many talents the Heavenly Sword Sect had.

Xie Tingfeng was wearing the clothes of an inner disciple, which attracted a lot of attention. Some people knew Xie Tingfeng and greeted him.

Whoa!

In an instant, dozens of sounds tearing the air came, and dozens of people fell around the martial arts training ground, all of whom were above the innate cultivation, and one by one their true qi was released, and their momentum was extraordinary. There were men and women, old and young, there were elders from the outer gate who came to maintain order, and there were also elders from the inner gate who came to watch the battle and moved the idea of accepting disciples.

The eyes of dozens of elders swept over the bodies of the disciples on the martial arts arena, first, they made them jealous and did not dare to make mistakes. The second is to take the opportunity to examine whether there are any materials that can be made.

Xie Tingfeng suddenly felt that a divine thought swept over his body intentionally or unintentionally, making him inexplicable. He looked in the direction from which his thoughts came, and saw a woman in her fifties, with a grease and powder on her face, and a circle of crimson on her mouth, looking at her coldly.

Everything seems so unbelievable and terrifying.

"Nima, I'm not an outer disciple who participated in the big competition, what are you doing to probe me with your divine thoughts?"

Xie Tingfeng was unhappy in his heart, because in the martial arts cultivation world, it was taboo to use divine thoughts to probe the other party for no reason. The light ones are considered to be impolite, and the heavy ones are considered to have ulterior motives.

"If you want to find out about me, I'll play with you!"

Xie Tingfeng didn't put up any resistance, and let this powerful divine thought roam around his body. Unexpectedly, this wisp of divine thought actually stopped at his lower body and did not move.

Xie Tingfeng was cold for no reason, goosebumps all over his body, and the little * in his pants twitched.

"Nima, why stop at me? I'm a standard man, nothing wrong with me. Isn't it optimistic about me, but I'm not usually interested in old women. ”

Xie listened to the wind belly, and this wisp of divine thought suddenly moved up from his lower body, and he actually wanted to burrow into his soul sea.

If the soul sea is invaded by someone who cultivates as powerful, the secrets in the light person's mind will be explored, which is what people call soul searching. The soul sea of the heavy is attacked, the soul is damaged, and it will become dementia.

Xie Tingfeng was not in a hurry, and let the other party's divine thoughts enter his mind. He didn't do it to the top. He fused another Xie Tingfeng's soul, and took the Nine Nether Dragon Soul Liquid, after being promoted to the Innate Spirit, his soul was so powerful, ordinary Martial Sects could only look at it, how could he be afraid? Because he knew that the Heavenly Sword Sect was only four or five Martial Kings, and this woman was just a Martial Sect at best.

Xie Tingfeng saw that this wisp of divine thought drove straight in, and he was busy secretly mobilizing his powerful soul power, and suddenly wrapped this wisp of soul thought!

That woman didn't expect that a mere inner disciple would have such a powerful soul power, and when she saw that the situation was not good, she wanted to withdraw her divine thoughts. But by the time she found out, it was already three autumns late!

How could Xie Tingfeng let go of such a delicacy, his divine thoughts swallowed this woman's divine thoughts in one gulp, and then refined them into a part of his soul power. Although it was only a part, Wu Zong's divine thoughts were highly condensed, which made his soul power soar. He felt that his cultivation was about to break through again.

"Ahh

A sudden scream alarmed the people around him.

I saw that this woman was as if she had been hit hard, her face was pale, blood was spurting wildly from her mouth, and even her eye sockets were bleeding outward, which was very terrifying! She screamed strangely, and did not dare to stay any longer, and stumbled and ran away, probably to heal her wounds.

The outer disciples watched her leave, and the second monk was puzzled and didn't know why. Only a few elders knew that she had been attacked by a soul, but they didn't know who did it, because Xie Tingfeng didn't release soul power, and everything was carried out in the soul sea.

Xie Tingfeng refined this woman's divine thoughts, and only then did he know that this woman's name was Wang Meihua, and she was the sister of Wang Peng, an elder of the outer gate. Wang Peng died in the hands of Xie Tingfeng, she was hindered by the majesty of the three elders and the law of the Heavenly Sword Sect, she did not dare to avenge her younger brother openly, so she could only take this opportunity to plot against Xie Tingfeng.

"Heaven is evil, but you can live. Self-inflicted, you can't live!" Xie Tingfeng said secretly, only resentment and no sympathy for this woman.

Xie Tingfeng turned his gaze back to the martial arts arena, and saw that Elder Fei Yuqing didn't know when he was also here, and he was the host of this outer door competition.

"Elders, fellow disciples, the triennial Outer Sect Contest is about to begin. As usual, the first three hundred people become inner disciples, and according to their ranking, they can be rewarded with different degrees of elixir, elixir, spiritual weapons and martial arts cheats from the sect, and the top fifty will be vigorously cultivated by the sect, and the top ten will even be accepted as personal disciples by the elders of the inner gate. Therefore, I hope that all the disciples will work hard, fight for a good result, and spell out a good future!"

"Disciples who want to participate in the big competition, go to the lottery place to draw lots, and a hundred rings will start fighting at the same time, and they will fight according to the serial number. The winners will advance, and the losers will be eliminated! The three hundred inner disciples selected can freely sign up for the inner door ranking tournament to be held later according to their own strength. ”

"I announce that the Heavenly Sword Sect's triennial outer gate competition will start now!"

Fei Yuqing, who was cultivating as a martial artist, didn't have to shout hard, but every word was clearly delivered to every disciple's ear.

Chu Han, Pan Mo, and Xia Ruoqing all drew their numbers, and their faces were somewhat nervous.

Xie Tingfeng comforted: "Don't be nervous, with your cultivation, there is no problem at all in entering the top three hundred." However, we should not take it lightly, we must be bold and careful. Go and play, I'm optimistic about you!"

Xie Tingfeng's words increased everyone's confidence a lot, and the three of them formed a circle, their three hands superimposed on each other, and shouted in unison: "Come on!

The three of them found their respective rings according to the numbers on the sign, and as Xie Tingfeng expected, the three of them successfully defeated their opponents and entered the next round.

The game was carried out one by one, and the three of them were like bamboos, passing the test, becoming the dark horses of this big competition, and successfully entered the top 600. Because it's a knockout round, as long as you win one more game, you can enter the top 300.

Their ability to achieve such good results is inseparable from Xie Tingfeng's efforts.

Every time the game breaks, Xie Tingfeng pointed out the problems in the game. And he took out the high-grade spirit stones to help them quickly recover their true qi. After the battle, it was inevitable that they would be injured, and Xie Tingfeng always generously took out the elixir, or urged the Wood Spirit Jue to heal their injuries.

"Brother Xie, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gone so far!" Xia Ruoqing burst into tears.

"Brother Xie, you are my own eldest brother, whoever dares to touch you or your family in the future, even if you go to heaven and earth, you will be punished!" Chu Han said impassionedly.

Pan Mo, who has always been bad at words, didn't say anything, but he also clenched his fists.

Xie Tingfeng patted Xia Ruoqing on the shoulder and said, "You're welcome, you are my brothers and sisters, play hard, let me be proud of you!"

"Thank you, big brother, we will definitely do it!" the three of them said in unison.

The game of six hundred into three hundred began, and Chu Han was the first to play. His opponent was a five-rank martial artist. This person has dark skin, a tall and burly figure, bulging muscles, and a branded beard, giving people the feeling of great strength, like a fierce god.

"As the saying goes, if you drop ten times with one force, this battle is not easy to fight. Xia Ruoqing was a little worried.

"Yes, Xiao Han is in danger!" Pan Mo also said.

Xie Tingfeng's brows furrowed slightly, and he was also secretly worried about Chu Han.

"Chu Han of the Heavenly Wind Country, please advise Senior Brother!"

"Miyun Guohe Ape, please advise Senior Brother!"

"Hehe, I hope you don't let me down. He Ape added.

"Less nonsense, see the truth in your hands, and you don't let me down. Chu Han was-for-tat.

After the two exchanged names, the curtain of battle opened.

Sure enough, when Chu Han's opponent He Yu showed his weapon, everything confirmed people's guesses.

He held a medium-grade black heavy sword, wide and thick, hundreds of catties. Dance, tiger and tiger. The most terrifying thing is that although his body is stout, his body is flexible, and he has practiced the superior body method at a glance.

The weapon used by Chu Han was a low-grade spirit sword, and he didn't dare to touch it, so he roamed all over the place. With the lightness and elegance of "Ten Slashes of the Wind and Cloud", he fought on a par with him, and he was not defeated for a while.