On the Ganan Mountain, under the three rings, there are already full of disciples of the three sects and four sects, today's battle of the seven songs is really too eye-catching, the middle ring is surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and there are many people under the other two rings, but most of them are looking at the middle with their necks raised, and there are several people watching the battle.

The old monk in the morning reappeared in the ring, clasped his palms and shouted the Buddha's horn, and said, "Then invite the contestants to come to the stage, and after the three bells ring, the competition will officially begin." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, at the left ring, a green dress floated up, standing on the ring, long hair dancing with the wind.

"Senior Sister Chu Qing!"

"Senior Sister Chu Qing is really a rare woman in the world, she is extremely talented, and she is even more naturally stunning, how can a woman in the younger generation compare to her?"

"I heard that the city lord of Guancheng in Donglianzhou has a daughter, and she is also a woman like Senior Sister Chu Qing, who has both cultivation and appearance. ”

In women, men will always pay more attention, not to mention a dusty woman like Chu Qing, and suddenly many people looked at the left ring, but ignored Meng Xianning, who was also standing in the ring on the right.

Zhang Xiyun didn't pay much attention to the other two sides, to be honest, the other two rings, they roughly guessed the results before the competition, the strength of the seven songs is undoubted, only the two seven songs have suspense, but just heard the discussion of the people around him mention Mu Shiyan, Zhang Xiyun's heart fluttered slightly, the woman who saved his life in a white dress, now I don't know what?

"Look! The two senior brothers are here!" Chen Chen saw him in a daze and patted him on the shoulder.

Dressed in a Taoist robe, wearing a purple and gold crown, his appearance is handsome but a little cold.

Wearing a robe, with nine ring scars on his head, he looks ordinary but with compassion.

Sedum was born and walked in tandem.

The two walked into the ring, one left and one right, standing in place, with their eyes slightly closed, waiting for the sound of the bell.

In the pavilion between the stones, Ji Yang smiled and said, "Today's battle between the two disciples of Buddhism and Taoism is highly anticipated. ”

Xu Changhan laughed loudly: "It's just a peer competition, that is, these juniors attach great importance to it." ”

He smiled and said, "Good." ”

Ji Yang sent another beam of light from his fingers and headed towards the big bell.

The bell rings, echoing here.

In the ring, Sedum Tiansheng and Xing Bei opened their eyes at the same time, and their eyes met.

Everyone in the audience waited with bated breath.

The third bell rings!

"Offended. On the left and right rings, the voices of Chu Qing and Meng Xianning sounded at the same time, causing everyone to look at them suspiciously.

Chu Qing hugged a pair of guqin, the body of the piano was like beautiful jade, and the strings were as thin as hair.

Meng Xianning held a long knife, the blade was as red as blood, and the handle was like a vermilion bird.

She pulled the strings with her bare hands, plucked them gently, and the sound of the piano was melodious, hiding a murderous intention.

He raised his hand and waved the long knife, slowly slashing down, a shallow knife aura, unstoppable.

However, in ten breaths, there are two rings on the left and right, and the victory and defeat have been divided.

The two did not get out of the ring, and their eyes were fixed on the middle ring.

Everyone in the audience gasped, these two people chose a quick battle in order to see the battle between Xingbei and Sedum, no wonder they would confess to their opponents first, and this move left no room for anything.

Sedum was born to stand opposite to sorrow, and remained immovable. Meng Xianning and Chu Qing stood on both sides, not moving at all.

"Follow one, please recruit with Senior Brother Xingbei. ”

Sedum was the first to move, but he only took a step forward, and a whisk of dust appeared in his hand.

The dragon's handle is white, the handle body is like a dragon's body, and the white silk is like snow.

He shook his hands gently, and the three thousand troubles were gone, and he went straight to the sorrow.

Xing Sorrow also moved, but instead took a step back and put his hands together to make a Buddha ceremony.

"Good, scatter three thousand troubles and turn into a speck of dust. ”

Bai Fu returned in vain, returned to the hands of Sedum, he took a step further, the white silk was like stained ink, and the night took turns with the day.

The dragon's handle ink pen splashed away.

Xing Sadness did not retreat, and took two steps forward, with the shadow of the Buddha's light behind him, like a Buddha.

"Qing Si knows, ashamed of white hair, it is very good. ”

The sound of Buddha surrounds the ears and fills the heart.

Xing Sadness went forward again, pressing step by step, the ink between the two receded, the green silk turned white hair again, and Sedum Tiansheng returned to his hand with a white brush.

He no longer looks like a Taoist priest holding the dust, but puts the dust in front of him, with no more silk in the white whisk, and holds a dragon-handled long sword.

"Xuanyi is the right law, and there is no punishment for the sword. ”

Walk the sorrow and shout the Buddha's horn, "Why don't you hold the knife?"

"Why do you cross me?" the Buddha said!" Jing Tiansheng waved down with his sword, and his robe rose with the sword qi.

"Nan Wu Amitabha!" Walking with sorrowful palms, the Buddha behind him stepped on the holy lotus body, "This is the crossing, but also the Dharma!"

Sedum stepped lightly, and the human sword came out at the same time, slashing away.

Xingbei swiped his left foot forward, and the monk's shoes drew deep marks on the rock ring, and he heard him say: "The Buddha is like me, that is, as it comes!"

Behind him, the Buddha clasped his palms together, and listened to the Phantom Buddha's shout: "If you come!"

Palm points, the left palm towards the attacking Sedum!

Sedum couldn't avoid it, his speed was faster, and he flew towards Xingbei, and roared angrily, "Xuanyi body!"

The Buddha's palm couldn't be slapped anymore, and it was blocked by the golden light of the Taoist phantom with a whisk of dust!

There is no more obstacle to the Dao sword, and it is cut down with one sword!

"All evil is empty, this style cuts off the root of sin!"

Just when everyone thought that the path of sorrow had been defeated, the Buddha's voice rose again, the holy lotus turned into reality, the lotus flower flew, and the sword was blocked!

After retreating from that step, he never retreated, and at this moment, Xing Sadness stepped forward again, one step at a time.

If you are a Buddha, you will give birth to a lotus step by step!

"If you come to draw the sword!"

The Holy Lotus turned into a sword, and the Buddha held the sword behind him, and King Kong was angry!

"Xuanyi is the right law, sin, and evil!"

The Taoist brushed the dust again, splashed ink away, and covered the sky and the sun.

The rock ring could no longer withstand it and shattered.

Everyone hurriedly retreated, looked back again, and saw that the ring had collapsed, but the two people who were now under the stage were motionless.

Xing Grief's palm was attached to Sedum Tiansheng's forehead, and the Dao Sword transformed by Bai Fu was in front of Xing Grief's throat!

Right now, I don't know the winner or loser, which is exactly what Sedum Tiansheng said before, Buddhism and Taoism!

In the pavilion between the stones, the elders of the sect were also slightly stunned.

"Okay! A good one is to draw a sword, and a good Buddha is a good one!" Qianshan was the first to applaud.

There was a smile on everyone's faces, and they were naturally happy to have such a junior.

"Don't worry about applauding yet, how can you divide the victory and defeat?" Ji Yang smiled, "I'll go out together, the disciples outside can wait for me." ”

Everyone got up and walked out of the pavilion, and they saw many disciples under the ring looking sideways.

"Look, this hard-built ring has been ruined by them like this!" Xu Changhan laughed loudly, "As for the victory or defeat, everyone present is the highest Confucian cultivator, so why don't you ask the Confucian Duke to judge!"

Ru Mugong was invited to watch, and at this time there was also a smile on his face, "Three sects and four gates, the 'Golden Prosperity' generation, the old man is in the imperial capital and has heard of it, and now he has seen it with his own eyes, it is really amazing, amazing!"

After finishing speaking, he continued: "In this battle, the old decay will not be judged!

Everyone laughed, and Xu Changhan joked: "If the Confucian prince doesn't judge, do you have to ask the emperor to judge?" Hearing this, everyone laughed loudly.

"You can't wait for the judgment, why don't you let Gu Weier wait for the winner to judge!" Just when everyone was laughing, they heard a voice from outside the sky, like thunder, exploding in their hearts.

A ray of light came from the sky, with an unrivaled momentum, and swept over the heads of all the disciples under the ring, and several disciples were knocked away!

"Be careful!" Chen Chen exclaimed, hurriedly pulling Zhang Xiyun away.

That light rushed towards Jing Tiansheng and Xing Sorrow in the field, but it suddenly disappeared around the two of them, but after an instant, the two of them spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

The palm did not support the forehead, the sword did not cross the neck, and the two flew out horizontally to both sides, falling heavily on the gravel of the ring.

A black-robed figure fell from the sky into the room.

"Two people are judged alone, and they are both defeated!"