readx;? Wang Guyi remembered the scene that happened before at this time, and he was still a little apprehensive, that person's strength was too strong, even if he fought with all his strength, he couldn't hold three moves in the opponent's hands. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Senior brother, your Spirit Rhino Sword" Looking at Wang Guyi, who was seriously injured in front of him, Jing Boli immediately asked Wang Guyi, but before he finished speaking, Wang Guyi stretched out his hand to interrupt Jing Boli's words, he knew what Jing Boli was going to ask.

"The Spirit Rhino Sword is gone, in a few days, when the Ten Thousand Swords Sect martial arts meeting is over, I will personally go to the sect to explain this matter," Wang Guyi said with a sigh.

The Spirit Rhino Sword is the Spirit Sword held by the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, for hundreds of years, the Spirit Rhino Sword is like a token of the head of the house, passed down from generation to generation, but what he didn't expect was that this Spirit Rhino Sword would be lost to him, or in order to save his life, he lost it to the other party, and wanted to get back the Spirit Rhino Sword, Wang Guyi also knew that there was no possibility.

"I hope the sect doesn't care about this matter, I won't participate in tomorrow's competition, this person can shuttle a little silently through the formation enchantment I arranged, I have to check it out and repair those destroyed formations" Jing Boli, who was also sighing because the Spirit Rhino Sword was lost, said to the four people in front of him at this time.

"Okay, tomorrow the three of us can sit in the competition venue, it will take a few days for the senior brother in charge to recover from his injuries" Sun Liang nodded and said, it is enough for the three of them to sit in the competition, and they are mainly responsible for the safety of some venues, if there are disciples who kill them, they can stop them in time, otherwise how many disciples will die in the hands of their own people once they will be martial.

Snowy night, Wanjianmen Chaoyang Palace.

Ning Sin sat alone in the room, he didn't continue to draw those spirit runes, but lit the oil lamp, looked at the flaming flames, and was quietly in a daze, he had never experienced the killing of people around him since he was a child, and he had not recovered from the fact that Li Haocun was killed for a while.

"Ahem" Ning Sin, who was sitting there quietly, suddenly felt a pain in his chest, which made him cough lightly a few times, presumably because of the siege of him by the ten disciples today, and the injuries he suffered had flared up again.

Standing up slowly, Ning Sin returned to the bed, sat there cross-legged, and began to recover from the injuries in his body, if it weren't for Wang Zhe's sudden arrival today, he might be the same as Li Haocun now, he has been ordered to go to Huangquan, although he was almost killed by his fellow senior brother, but he didn't have any anger in his heart, he knew in his heart that Li Haocun's death had something to do with him more or less, so he could also understand what those senior brothers did.

Soon, the sky had gradually turned slightly whiter, and an early morning beam of light poured into the room from the window, and Ning Sin, who had been kneeling cross-legged on the bed all night, opened his eyes.

"Dong Dong" and the two familiar bells came into the room, Ning Sin washed up briefly, walked out of the room, and walked towards the room where Jing Boli was, he wanted to learn about the situation yesterday from Jing Boli.

"Uncle Shi" Ning Sin's voice resounded in the courtyard of Chaoyang Palace at this time, but after Ning Sin shouted four or five times, he saw that no one answered, and then walked outside, today is also the competition after he entered the top ten, if he wins the competition again in this game, then he will be able to enter the top five, but there is one thing Ning Sin has not been very clear, the last five people, how to compete.

"Isn't that a sin in peace? I heard that he killed Senior Brother Li Haocun."

"I don't think so, if he really killed him, would the head of the family go out of the valley to chase the murderer yesterday?"

"I see, the few people who shot at Ning Sin yesterday also wanted to get rid of him, not to take revenge for anything."

When Ning Sin's figure appeared on the road leading to the Wuji Palace, some of the disciples who gathered together to discuss almost all focused their eyes on Ning Sin's body, and some disciples were also there speculating wildly about what happened yesterday, from the initial establishment of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to the present, thousands of years of situation, there has never been a disciple killed in the sect.

"Senior Brother" When Ning Sin walked to the venue of the Wuji Palace, a voice came from behind him, and the voice seemed to be a little hurried, and Ning Sin also quickly turned to look at the person who called him.

"Senior Brother Li Qiang" came to find Ning Sin The person was Li Qiang, when Ning Sin saw Li Qiang, his originally plain face also revealed a trace of happiness, arched his hand at Li Qiang, and shouted the other party's name.

"Ask you something, did Xiao Ming go to you yesterday?" Li Qiang gasped slightly, he must have been running from outside, seeing Ning Sin turn around, Li Qiang hurriedly asked Ning Sin about Zhao Ming's whereabouts.

"Xiao Ming? no, yesterday I went to the fourth room and went back to Chaoyang Palace, I was alone all night, even Uncle Shi didn't come back all night, I didn't see Uncle Shi this morning" Ning Sin looked at Li Qiang with some doubts, he hadn't seen Zhao Ming for a day yesterday, seeing Li Qiang, Ning Sin also subconsciously looked behind him, looking for Zhao Ming's figure.

"Uncle Boli has gone to repair the formation to protect the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, where did this kid go?After what happened yesterday, I haven't been able to find him" Li Qiang looked at the surrounding crowd a little hurriedly, wanting to find Zhao Ming's figure here, and at the same time said to Ning Xin in front of him.

"Will he go back to the palace gate?" Ning Sin suddenly thought that Zhao Ming was in the Spirit Sword Palace, could it be because he was afraid of troublesome Senior Brother Li Qiang, and he went back to the palace gate first.

"No, I went to Room Seventy-two and the Spirit Sword Palace this morning, and the people over there said that they hadn't seen Xiao Ming for a few days" Hearing Ning Sin's inquiry, Li Qiang shook his head slightly, and replied to Ning Sin, he went to look for Zhao Ming early this morning, but he didn't see Zhao Ming's figure, and he didn't know where he went.

"Senior brother, why don't I go with you to find it" After all, Li Haocun was killed just yesterday, and Zhao Ming's sudden disappearance made Ning Sin worry, and he was ready to follow Li Qiang to find Zhao Ming.

"It's going to be a competition soon, you still have a competition to participate, or I'll look for him" Li Qiang looked at the venue where the competition was about to start, shook his head, and didn't let Ning Sin follow him to find Zhao Ming, if it was because of these things that Ning Sin delayed the opportunity to enter the top five, it would definitely be a little worthless.

"Okay, senior brother, if you find Xiao Ming, you must tell me" Hearing Li Qiang's words, Ning Sin also looked at the venue of the competition not far away, some of the disciples who entered the top ten had already walked towards the door of the Wuji Hall one after another, the competition should be about to start, after separating from Li Qiang, Ning Sin also walked towards the gate of the Wuji Palace.

"Have all the people who participated in the competition arrived?" When Ning Sin's figure had just come to the door, Lin Hua walked out of the Wuji Palace, looked at the dozens of figures standing in front of him, and asked.

"Senior brother, it's already here" A disciple smiled slightly, turned around to help Lin Hua count, brought himself with exactly ten people, and then replied to Lin Hua, and he was also a disciple of Wanze Palace, Lin Hua was his senior brother.

"Well, that's fine, I don't need to shout anymore" Hearing his junior brother's answer, Lin Hua nodded slightly and said, before each competition, he had to shout a sentence with his vitality, so that those disciples who participated in the competition would rush here to gather, but this time it was a lot of effort, after all, it was a competition to strive for the top five, and all the disciples would be very active in coming.

"This competition is very important, I think you should know better than me, because there are only ten people, so this time there are only five groups, and the losers are eliminated directly, and then I will read the list of the competition" Saying, Lin Hua opened the roster in his hand, which contained the list of personnel and match information for the next competition.

"Wanze Palace Tian Nan vs. Spirit Sword Palace Wu Zhongyou, Chaoyang Palace Ning Sin vs. Imperial Soul Palace Pang Ze, Lin Xuan Palace Zhang Yibing vs. Wanze Palace Du Ping, Royal Soul Palace Sun Tianliang vs. Spirit Sword Palace Zhuo Yifan, Spirit Sword Palace Wu Zexi vs. Lin Xuan Palace Ma Shixuan" After reading the list, Lin Hua once again closed the roster in his hand.

"Because there are five groups of competitions, there are only four rings, so after the fifth group competes in the first group, they also compete in the first ring, okay, junior brothers, go to your competition venue and prepare for the competition" Lin Hua commanded again, and then turned around and walked to the side of the Wuji Palace.

And Ning Sin and the others also walked towards the venue of the competition at the same time, Ning Sin was divided into the second ring today, and there was only one competition, so he and Pang Ze of the Royal Soul Palace would appear in the competition later, but Ning Sin didn't know anything about the opponent's information, and he didn't even know which cultivation he was in.

"You guys are ready to go on stage to compete" When Ning Sin and Pang Ze walked to the bottom of the second ring, a disciple who was standing there acting as a referee glanced at Ning Sin and said to them.

I heard that Ning Sin and Pang Ze walked to the ring from both sides together, and it was still the same as yesterday, the bottom of the second ring where Ning Sin was was crowded with disciples watching the competition, and they were all curious about what kind of result Ning Sin would have when he faced Pang Ze today.

"That Pang Ze, like Ning Sin, are both disciples with the peak cultivation of the spirit body, who do you guess will win this game?" At this time, the disciples who were watching the battle below began to discuss this competition again.

"It must be Ning Sin, after these days of competition, Ning Sin's strength can be described as amazing"

"That's not necessarily, Ning Sin was besieged by ten people from Lin Xuan Palace yesterday, it seems that he was seriously injured, and the wooden sword he used was also broken, and he didn't even have a weapon, how could he fight?"

Some of the young people who witnessed the battle between Ning Sin and the ten disciples of Lin Xuan Palace yesterday all knew that Ning Sin's wooden sword was broken, so it was difficult to say whether the outcome of this competition would be won or lost, not to mention that Pang Ze also had the cultivation of the peak stage of the spirit body, and he was one of the few talents in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

"I heard that your wooden sword was destroyed, if you don't have a weapon to use, I won't need a weapon" Pang Ze put his hands behind his back, stood on one side, looked at Ning Sin with a calm face on the other side, and said slowly.

"I glued it with glue yesterday, and it can be used improvised, so you don't have to let me" Hearing that the other party was going to prepare for him, Ning Sin immediately took out a wooden short sword from his sleeve and said to him, after Ning Sin returned to Chaoyang Palace yesterday, he used some glue to glue the broken place of the short sword, although it looks very unsightly, but if it is not knocked by gravity, it can still be improvised.