The situation on the Qianzi platform changed abruptly, and the disciples of the Refining Weapon Sect thought that the three people of the sect could really rely on their exquisite cooperation and Ke Meng's skillful command to defeat the strong with the weak, but unexpectedly, at the critical moment that decided the victory, it was actually Shen Changxi, and with just an understatement, Ke Meng was knocked off the stage, and it was extremely weird.

Ke Meng, who fell heavily to the ground, was caught by the senior brother of this sect and gently put it on the ground, and he woke up leisurely, his eyes were full of horror, his face was pale, and he looked at Changxi on the stage intently.

Under the stage, there was a deathly silence, and after dozens of breaths, there was a thunderous cheer! Undoubtedly, this was the unison shout of thousands of disciples of the Fa Cultivation Sect, and Shen Changxi's name also resounded in the vast Longyang Hall Square!

As Ke Meng fell, the ban on cherishing dreams also dissipated immediately, He Chong and Sun Zhirong were two against three, and in desperation, they could only surrender and admit defeat, but even so, their wonderful battle still won the applause of all the disciples of the Fa Cultivation Sect!

When Ke Meng felt that there was no major problem on his body, he was helped up by the senior brother of this sect, and a group of disciples of the Law Cultivation Sect burst into thunderous applause for him, and Ke Meng's name was also shouted.

Bahai, the chief elder of the Martial Cultivation Sect, who was standing on the high platform, quietly looked at the three of the Fa Xiu Sect, his eyes wandered on the two of Ximeng and Changxi, his expression was complicated, and then he nodded at them with a smile, and said loudly: "Three rounds of battle, Qianzitai, Fa Xiu Sect wins!"

In the congratulatory sound of the mountain and tsunami, the three of them slowly walked off the stage, Changxi was kind-hearted, and naturally rushed to Ke Meng's side for the first time, full of apologies, and said: "Ke Meng, I'm sorry, the situation is urgent, I ......"

Ke Meng saw that Changxi at this time was like two people when he launched the attack, and it was inconvenient to say anything at the moment, so he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Brother Changxi, your strength is terrifying, Ke's skills are not as good as others, and he has nothing to say about defeat, congratulations on being promoted!"

At this time, the bright eyes of Ximeng looked towards the most inconspicuous corner, and when he saw that the figure was no longer visible on the gilded tile, he couldn't help but feel a trace of melancholy in his heart!

At this time, there was an uproar on the side of Kunzitai, no one expected that the powerful Martial Cultivation Sect was under the attack of the Assassin Sect led by Shen Changbo, and had no power to fight back, although they tried their best and persevered, they still could not escape the regret of defeat, and Shen Changbo was ruthless, except for Gesang's minor injury, Xue Chan and Qing Linzi were afraid that it would be difficult for them to get up for half a month!

As they stepped down from the stage, all the disciples of the Martial Cultivation Sect stared at the three of the Assassin Sect with resentment, if it weren't for the elders standing nearby, I am afraid that Shen Changbo and the disciples of the Martial Cultivation Sect would have to have another dispute.

On the third floor of the Longyang Palace, in front of the window of the Elders' Council, all the sect masters breathed a sigh of relief, and the martial cultivation sect master Dao Wufeng's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly at Gu Xinzi, and then walked downstairs angrily!

Gu Xinzi was old, and he didn't take his anger to heart at all, just smiled faintly, and said: "The master of a sect, I can't bear this loss, fortunately, there is no disciple by my side, otherwise I won't be laughed at?"

Huang Chuan and Song Zhu, who were standing on the side, were calm in their hearts, Huang Chuan gave Song Zhu a thumbs up in admiration, and said with a smile: "The three young people under your door have a subtle cooperation, especially the one who fell off the stage, is it called Ke Meng, right?

Song Zhu smiled and nodded, and replied: "Having said that, it is a pity to lose and a defeat, but Shen Ximeng doesn't say, when did the Fa Xiu Sect come out with such a strange talent as Shen Changxi?

"Haha...... You've said that, if I can understand it, will I still be confused? Probably the heavens have blessed my Fa Cultivation Sect! Your Trapped Sky Splitting Sun Axe is not something that a few of them can easily control, not to mention that Ke Meng still has to be dedicated to three purposes, not only to trap the dream, but also to refine the magic weapon, and to deal with Changxi, it is reasonable to be exhausted and unconscious......" Huang Chuan smiled indifferently.

"In that case, it makes sense, haha......"

At this time, the three teams that entered the final melee were already clear, the three of the Fa Xiu Sect Xi Meng, the three of the Assassin Sect Shen Changbo, and the Shen Yun of the Imperial Beast Sect!

After the disciples who participated in the competition left surrounded by the brothers of the sect, there were still many people staying in the square of Longyang Palace, noisy and earnest, constantly talking about today's two wonderful showdowns!

A disciple of the Fa Cultivation Sect said excitedly: "I thought that among the three people in our sect, only the cold beauty and the dream girl had extraordinary strength, but I didn't expect to kill a Shen Changxi halfway, although the cultivation is average, but a Qingqiu lock in his hand is used vigorously, it seems that tomorrow the three teams will have a great chance of defeating, and they can win two consecutive championships, which is a rare thing!"

One of the people next to him shouted, "Haha...... That's natural, although the Assassin Sect won the Martial Cultivation Sect today, I heard that the strength of this Martial Cultivation Sect is not good, and it has no gold content......; Don't even think about it, we are the champion!"

Lin Qianyou, who was standing next to these two people, looked indifferent, alone reminiscing about the impressive battle just now, and said in a deep voice: "You two are too whimsical, tomorrow's battle, no team is sure of winning, if my guess is right, the battle between them is comparable to the rumored battle between the Huangchuan Sect Master and the Dao Wufeng Sect Master, and even more than that......"

The two people beside him looked at Lin Qianyou together, their eyes were full of horror, although they didn't think so, but because of Lin Qianyou's strength, they had to close their mouths, smile on their faces, and don't say anything more.

The victorious Ximeng three people walked towards their own sect, Changxi recalled Fang Cai's blow all the way, and before he knew it, he came to the front of the sect, at this time there was no one around, and a strange figure suddenly appeared, but it was Shen Yun!

"Shen Yun, where did you go just now? Did you watch that big battle? haha...... If it weren't for the young master's final efforts to turn the tide, I was afraid that he would have to lose to those guys from the Refining Weapon Sect, I didn't expect Ke Meng's strength to be so strong, it's really good!" Changxi said excitedly.

But Shen Yun's face was not good-looking, and he asked concentratingly, "Changxi...... Tell me the truth, how did you get the power of the fairies?"

Changxi saw that Shen Yun's face had changed from his usual kind face, but his face was a little cold, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and hurriedly asked: "The power of the immortal spirit, what is the power of the immortal spirit, I don't understand what you are talking about...... However, then again, in the past few days, my cultivation has improved by one level, but I feel that my strength is a lot stronger, and it seems that everything around me can fit perfectly with me......"

Shen Yun frowned slightly, and said softly: "That day, you said that you met an old man in white in a dream and removed the nightmare of the middle of the night for you? It seems that this is mostly related to him...... This Dragon Yang Sect doesn't seem to be as simple as we imagined......"

"Shen Yun, what's wrong with you today?I feel that nothing is right, say it, my brother will solve your worries!"

Shen Yun sighed lightly and slowly replied, "Changxi...... You and your big brother...... Have you always been in touch?"

When Changxi heard this, his heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly replied: "Since he broke with us, where is there any connection, it's just that I have always respected him in my heart and never gave him up, what's the matter with you?"

Seeing Changxi's sincerity, he was not a liar, and all his emotions were on his face, Shen Yuncai's heart eased slightly, and he groaned: "Be careful of your dreams...... I'll go first!"

With that, he ignored Changxi, who looked puzzled, and left quickly in the direction of the Imperial Beast Sect......

Changxi was the only one left, standing in place at a loss, not knowing what Shen Yun meant, thinking of him mentioning the cherished dream, he was even more confused in his heart, and said in his heart, these two people were like glue two days ago, how could they be strangers today? What happened? After thinking for a long time, there was no result, so he simply ran quickly towards the boudoir of cherishing dreams!

......

In the Longyang Imperial Beast Sect, Changfu and the others were busy in the small courtyard, but what they remembered in their hearts was Shen Yun, at this time, he walked in slowly with heavy steps, between his eyebrows, but there was no sunshine in the past, his eyes swept over the four of Changfu, sighed slightly, and he was about to walk towards his room.

At the same time, Yan Seventeen's figure appeared at the door of the small courtyard like a ghost, and his hoarse voice immediately sounded in Shen Yun's ears: "What you see in your eyes may not be true, everything goes according to your heart's wishes, don't be worn out by feelings!"

Shen Yun heard Yan Seventeen's words, and immediately turned around suddenly, only to see the side of the body he was about to leave, in a trance, he seemed to see a touch of blood in front of Yan Seventeen, and when he finally glanced at his face, he found that his face was pale, undoubtedly just experienced a battle, and his heart was even more puzzled.

But at this moment, Shen Yun, who had not closed his eyes for two days and one night, was already tired, he just wanted to go into his room, sleep well, fight tomorrow, no matter what, he had to do his best to win the championship, and in the future, he would learn the great sect master's spatial leaping technique, so that he could rescue Xiya!

Although he hesitated, he still entered his room silently, as for what Yan Qiqi said, only a lucky thought flashed in his mind, so he also left it behind and lay quietly on the bed, Shen Yunwu recalled Changxi's words, and he couldn't understand it, so he fell asleep deeply!

Although Changfu and the other four were worried about Shen Yun's situation, seeing him like this, according to his temperament, even if he asked again, there would be no result, the war was imminent, it was best to let him be quiet, so he still did the work in his hands and did not bother Shen Yun again.

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The mountains on the east side of Longyang Sect, on the edge of the cold pool.

"What's going on? I'm just a little late, and you're like this?"

"Don't mention it! If I hadn't been alert, all you would see would be a corpse right now! But that's okay, tomorrow should be fine...... Once you win the championship, you can approach the Great Sect Master of the Dragon Yang Sect, and then ...... It's up to you......"

"Hey...... It's a natural ......."