Wei Wuji walked along the stone path to the round gate of the courtyard.

There is a runic shield on this round door, and you can only walk through it in one direction, but you can't walk out in reverse. This is a commonly used shielding technique in the sect, which is used to block the door of the house, which is not surprising.

Wei Wuji stepped in, as if through an invisible curtain of water, and the next moment he stood in another courtyard. There were more than fifty people standing in the courtyard, all of them were disciples of the sect who won the ring, and the tall disciples who won the ring just now were also standing inside.

"The Yang family set up a ring to learn from each other and make friends with the sect. When you come here, you have passed the first pass. If you want to stop here and drink a cup of tea, please come here and follow the old decay. Behind the vermilion gate is the re-entry, and friends who want to continue are invited to enter. The rule is shared by the clan, not the Yang family, hehe, please. ”

An old man who looked like a butler smiled and bowed his hand to everyone, then turned around and ordered the two servants to open the vermilion door.

Bang, the gate of Zhumen was pushed open, and everyone looked inside the gate, and they all talked about it, and they turned their heads and ears.

"It turns out that entering it is only the first level, and if you want to enter the final competition, you have to continue to break through. After the re-entry behind this vermilion gate, there is another heavy pass. After the three passes, you can talk with the children of the Yang Sect, sit on an equal footing, and discuss each other. Not only is this the case for the Yang family, but also for all the clans in Yuan City. ”

Wei Wuji heard the words of the people around him, and his heart suddenly understood.

In the end, there were more than a dozen disciples of the sect, thinking that their strength was not good, and left with the old man to the side. The others walked into the vermilion gate together, and Wei Wuji also entered with everyone and came to a spacious compound.

On the flat ground in front of the compound, there is a red carpet, with a length and width of more than 20 zhang, which is a venue for competition. On the five chairs next to them, there were five people of different ages, four men and one woman, some in their fifties and some in their twenties.

Ahead, however, was a tall house, solemn and solemn like a temple. Behind it is a seven-story tower, revealing an extraordinary momentum.

A middle-aged man dressed as a scribe stepped forward to bow his hand to everyone, and after a polite speech, explained the rules of resumption. After challenging three people in a row and winning all of them, even if you pass, you can enter the final level. If the interloper is standing in the middle of the field and no one is challenged, you can choose three people from the five people next to you to compete, and if you win, you will be considered to have passed.

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man smiled and dodged to the side, acting as the adjudicator of the competition.

Everyone was hesitating, and Wei Wuji walked out and stood in the middle of the field.

"Who of you would like to fight with Zaixia?" Wei Wuji said loudly as he arched his hand around.

Dozens of divine consciousness thoughts swept towards Wei Wuji, inspecting his cultivation strength. Wei Wuji's Great Wuxiang Refining Technique has always been restrained, and he felt that the other party's thoughts were swept away, and all of them were blocked out.

Everyone couldn't see through Wei Wuji's strength, and they hesitated in their hearts, not daring to step forward easily.

"Since no one wants to come forward, I'll ask the man sitting on the left to have a competition. Wei Wuji looked at the five of them and said with a smile.

A man walked up, clenched his fist at Wei Wuji, and drew his blade.

Wei Wuji smiled and waved his hand, signaling the other party to just come up.

"You don't use a blade?" the man asked.

Wei Wuji smiled, the other man's strength was only in the fourth-order direction, and he was still a little short of the fourth-order position, and it was estimated that it was the last midrib, and he was not able to derive and penetrate. To deal with someone of such strength, Wei Wuji still needs to use his blade, which is simply a joke.

"When it's time to draw my sword, I should draw my sword. Wei Wuji smiled.

"Don't be ashamed, look at the sword!" the man finished speaking, and a sword light attacked Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji stretched out his right hand to block it, and the long sword slashed at Wei Wuji's fleshy palm, making a sound like a golden stone.

The man was shocked in his heart, he thought about the other party's various moves, but he didn't expect Wei Wuji to use his flesh and blood palm to take his long sword, and he was instantly stunned.

Wei Wuji didn't give the other party a chance, he grabbed the sword body with his palm, and snatched it over.

"If no one challenges you, you will be in second place from the left, and you will be taught. Wei Wuji handed the long sword back to the man and said with a smile.

With a look of shame on his face, the man took the sword and walked down.

The woman sitting in the second place walked into the middle of the field and bowed her hand to Wei Wuji, "You must be wearing some kind of protection on your hand, right?" Otherwise, you would never use your flesh palm to take the long sword, and then take advantage of the other party's astonishment, take the long sword, and win by surprise." Hehe, the concubine will not be fooled by you. ”

Wei Wuji smiled, stretched out his right palm, and gestured to the other party, indicating that there was nothing else in his hand.

"The concubine said that she would never fall for you, hehe......" The woman drew her sword and danced in the wind.

The long sword made a clear sound, and a bit of strange light flowed from the blade of the sword to the tip of the sword like a drop of water attached to the sword, and then hung on the tip of the sword, emitting a dazzling crystal. The woman waited solemnly, shifted her feet, and posed in the starting hand of the sword trick.

"I can guarantee that there is nothing else in my hands. Wei Wuji smiled.

"Liars say so, Your Excellency stretched out his hand to show it, I'm afraid it's also a strategy, it's part of the attack below, right?"

The woman's pretty face was cold, as if a layer of ice was crouded, "It seems that Your Excellency's experience in the battle is very rich, and your calculations are deeper than ordinary people." ”

Wei Wuji was stunned in his heart, he didn't expect that his words would be so understood by the other party.

Since the other party was preconceived, it was useless for Wei Wuji to say more, so he could only smile and give his hand, "The girl is very smart, I admire and admire." ”

"Your Excellency is not ready to draw your sword, and the concubine is about to make a move. The woman said.

"Please. Wei Wuji smiled faintly and stretched out his hand to signal the other party to make a move.

The woman thought that she had seen through Wei Wuji, and the other party's smile suddenly became hypocritical and insidious in her eyes.

She swung her long sword, and the tip of the sword was a little crystal bright, and it suddenly skyrocketed, the magic sword technique, the martial arts of the upper grade of the ground level.

In an instant, nine sword shadows were derived, eight sword shadows were fake, and one sword shadow was real. False and real, real and false, surrounded by the woman, constantly flying up and down, making a screaming sound that broke the air, dazzling and dizzying.

The woman screamed softly, driving the nine sword shadows, like nine phantom sword crazy flowers in bloom, to rush towards Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji has seen this set of sword tricks, the phantom sword tricks are nine illusions and one true, and the realm of Xiaocheng should be ten sword flowers. The other woman has not yet reached the final proficiency, and has only mastered the realm of early success.

Seeing that the other party was attacking, Wei Wuji smiled, stretched out his right palm, and approached with a flick of his fingers, as if Hong Zhong Dalu was ringing, and his voice was deafening, rippling the void.

The long sword in the woman's hand flew away and fell into the distance.