A new day has begun, Biyun Peak ushered in the first rays of sunshine in the morning, mottled and mixed with boiling human voices, today Biyun Hall will usher in their first big competition in four years, the opponent is Xianyin Hall that everyone would never think of before. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Early in the morning, the gate of Biyun Peak was opened, and countless disciples were like being beaten with chicken blood, and there was no trace of morning fatigue on their faces, and they poured into Biyun Peak one after another.

Compared with the dirty and messy other branch halls, the fragrance of plants and trees on Biyun Peak seems to be mixed with another faint fragrance, and all the disciples unconsciously have to take a few more breaths of air after coming up, maybe there is a beautiful woman's body fragrance in it.

Biyun Hall has never lacked popularity, in addition to the bustling disciples of the last three halls, even the disciples of the Holy Light Hall who have always been in the clouds have also come, but the disciples of the Daosheng Hall who should appear the most still do not even have a figure, this is a kind of self-confidence, but also an attitude, the Daosheng Hall seems to use this kind of ignorance to tell everyone that the goal of the Daosheng Hall is not a battle for the position at all.

In the crowd, Sun Ke squinted slightly, looked at the verdant scenery on Biyun Peak, and let out a silent sigh, today this should have been his battlefield, but ...... His gaze slowly retracted, and he suddenly saw a familiar figure inadvertently, the two eyes focused together, Sun Ke nodded and smiled slightly.

Among the disciples of Qianjitang, Luo Guangtong also smiled and nodded, since Dabi lost, this senior brother of Qianjitang has been locked in the black room, until the news of Xianyintang's victory over Fengxingtang came, he finally had an epiphany, the reason why Qianjitang lost was because pride was defeated by fearlessness, arrogance was defeated by unyielding, and self was defeated by faith......

It's very strange, Luo Guangtong only figured out the truth in a week, Sun Ke only took one day, so this big competition on Biyun Peak both appeared, I don't know what the reason, there was no trace of hatred in the eyes of the two people, on the contrary, what they had in their hearts was only expectation and hope, I don't know when it started, Xianyin Hall actually carried their hopes, and carried the hopes of all the disciples of the last three halls.

A month ago, everyone was still discussing whether the Immortal Hidden Hall was still necessary to exist, but now all the disciples of the last three halls hoped that the Immortal Hidden Hall could go a little further, a little further...... But the dream is very beautiful, the reality is very cruel, everyone knows very well in their hearts, this is very difficult, the first three halls are the first three halls, high up, rich resources, superior strength, coupled with the guidance of the ancestor who spared no effort, in this pattern, what fearless, unyielding, faith, are all just floating clouds.

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, accompanied by the fragrance in the gentle breeze, the female disciples of Biyun Hall finally walked out, especially the five girls of Biyun who were dressed in plain clothes at the front, under the reflection of Chenhui and Chaoxia, they actually walked out of the charm of being like a fairy descending to earth.

In the midst of the screams one after another, the Immortal Hidden Hall did not make people wait too long, without exception, they still poured out, only this time cheers and applause replaced mockery and disdain, and they won two consecutive victories, and their performance conquered their opponents and won respect.

There is no greeting, and there is no need to be polite, for this day, Biyuntang has been waiting for a long time, when Xu Ruoyun, Su Xiaoman, Fang Yingying, Duanmujing, and He Yun stood up, the female disciples of Biyuntang burst out with their unique cheers.

The crisp cheers were full of a different taste, in the face of such a group of delicate beauties, the disciples of the Immortal Hidden Hall could no longer be masculine, the originally high-pitched roar subsided instantly, and in the dull gaze, Dabi seemed to have an unusual taste.

In the weird atmosphere, He Yun walked out, looked at Xu Ruoyun and said respectfully: "Senior sister, I'll come to the first scene." ”

Xu Ruoyun nodded, and Fang Yingying behind her waved her pink fist: "Senior Sister He, come on!"

He Yun walked to the middle of the field and looked at the side of Xianyin Hall: "Which senior brother of Xianyin Hall is willing to give advice?"

"Zheng Ziming, you go. ”

Looking at Ling Dong's gaze, Zheng Ziming was slightly stunned at first, and then clenched his fists without hesitation, and said imposingly: "Yes, boss." ”

Zheng Ziming walked very steadily, this is the first time he has represented Xianyintang on the stage of the big competition, and the opponent is still the elite of Shangsantang who can only look up to before, but whether it is from his pace or his eyes, he can't see the nervousness and cowardice that a newcomer should have, since he stands here, he represents Xianyintang, no matter what the victory or defeat, this one must play the momentum of Xianyintang.

A cloud of smoke and dust rose in the square of Biyun Peak, Zheng Ziming's eyes shone with a resolute light, and he slashed out the sword in his hand, buzzing, or not to make a move, once he made a move, he would highlight the word "ruthless" and hit the other party by surprise, which is almost a universal rule for the weak to challenge the strong.

He Yun was slightly annoyed, he was such a living beauty standing here, and the other party didn't even say hello, and he came up to split his head and cover his face with a sword, which was incompatible with the image of a humble gentleman that a sword cultivator should have.

In a string of dazzling sparks in the air, a more crisp sword roar came out, and at the same time, Zheng Ziming staggered back six or seven steps, and He Yun also used the sword in his hand to tell him that beautiful women can't be messed with, and angry women can't be messed with.

Gap, real gap!

Zheng Ziming felt the aftershocks coming from the sword body, and seriously experienced this gap, he clenched his fist on the hilt of the sword, and his strength, waved his arms, and shook his wrists...... Without hesitation, he slashed out the second sword. The sword light flashed again, and He Yun also waved the second sword lightly, slashing and swinging, which is an interpretation of different powers, whether it is strength or speed, Zheng Ziming's sword gives people the feeling that it is stronger and faster.

But this is just a feeling, because anyone can see it, every time the sword light is staggered, every time the sword sound is long, the person who retreats in embarrassment is Zheng Ziming, this is not what is to overcome rigidity with softness, slow to control fast, but a real gap in understanding swordsmanship.

Third, Fourth, Fifth......

He Yun raised his eyebrows and danced lightly with long sleeves, and the continuous sword momentum gradually unfolded, to be precise, Zheng Ziming's only two swords in the opening remarks were considered offensive, and the defense was left behind, and the elites of Biyuntang were definitely not selected by beauty pageants, although they were indeed beautiful.

The disciples of the last three halls all looked straight at each other, in this world of cultivation where there are more wolves and less meat, beauty is originally a scarce product, and a powerful beauty is a luxury among scarce goods, although there is no inevitable causal relationship between beauty and strength, but there seems to be some subtle connection, because beauty makes people confident, and only self-confidence can make people's hearts firm.

Zheng Ziming's sword and sword showed the confidence that Xianyintang had never had, but in the face of He Yun, who was also confident, the balance of victory would only fall to the stronger side in the end, and there was no unwillingness and loss, Zheng Ziming was defeated, defeated by the opponent's twenty-seventh style sword move.

There was applause and cheers in the Xianyin Hall, as if they were the winning party, Zheng Ziming opened his tired eyes and smiled knowingly, everyone has a different positioning for themselves, more than a year of money, he is still in the Xianyin Hall by shooting Cheng Ninghai's sycophants, but today he stood on Biyun Peak and received the other party's twenty-seven swords, this is a kind of progress, as long as this progress continues, then the next year can catch the other party's thirty-seven swords, forty-seven swords......

Although the process was a bit unexpected, the result was not unexpected, Biyuntang successfully won the opening of the big competition, and Duanmujing played against Song Tie in the second game.

Song Tie hugged Tianyan, there was no expression on his face, and on the other side, Duanmu Jing's eyes flashed with a strange look, and there was a hint of shyness in the excitement, this was the battle she was looking forward to the most.

"Senior Brother Song, please!"

"Please"

Song Tie's voice also did not fluctuate, and as soon as the words fell, he rushed over fiercely with a stick.

The female disciples of Biyun Hall were in an uproar, in the past half a year, they have been relatively close to Xianyin Hall, and they have been on several missions together, but usually this group of guys is still quite gentlemen, how come they come to the sixth hall meeting, all of them seem to have changed as if they have changed, just now it was Zheng Ziming, and now it is Song Tie...... How can there be a little pity for the jade, as soon as it comes up, it will be ruthless.

Duanmu Jing's cheeks were slightly red, with shyness and anger, she knew Song Tie, this guy who was good at using his hands more than his brains, was using the stick in his hand to prove that he came here to fight, but this spelling was unavoidable......