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Current userName:likexiang1970 "A bunch of stupid pigs who didn't know they had been tricked before." ”

"Stupid pig, who are you scolding?" A thin young man in an ink shirt in the crowd of disciples of Wuyuan County suddenly turned excited when he heard Ao Lie scolding them for being stupid pigs, and said with a look of hatred.

"Whoever answered just now was a stupid pig. Ao Lie sneered again, this time his voice was even more harsh.

"Haha!" When the disciples of the other counties around, or some old disciples, heard this, they immediately burst out laughing.

"A Xuanling tenth-layer Xiangyun County waste is embarrassed to appear here, if I were you, I would have found a corner to hide. The black-shirted young man saw the people around him laughing, and his face suddenly turned red, and he said a little hurried to Ao Lie's voice.

The surrounding disciples stopped laughing, feeling that the aura on Ao Lie's body was indeed only at the peak of the tenth layer of Xuanling. And Xiao Wuxian and Xiao Hu, who were beside him, also had the aura on their bodies at the tenth layer of Xuanling, and they were only in the middle section.

At this moment, they were a little confused, how could there be three disciples of the tenth level of Xuanling in the top fifteen of a county? This is a bit illogical, at most, one genius of the Tianzi level will appear in each county in two or three years. Is it really as the young man in the ink shirt said, it is a waste?

When the square left before, the girl in Tsing Yi, who glanced at Xiao Wuxi, Xiao Hu and Ao Lie, heard Ao Lie's previous words, and her eyebrows condensed slightly.

"You say I'm a waste, do you dare to fight with me, a waste?" Ao Lie directly challenged, and the anger in his heart was just vented on the black-shirted young man in front of him.

"Hmph, what don't you dare, am I still afraid that you will not be able to make a waste of the tenth layer of Xuanling. The black-shirted boy snorted coldly and said loudly directly.

As soon as his body moved, he got on the empty ring and glanced at Ao Lie defiantly.

Ao Lie saw that the black-shirted boy was in the ring, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of hideousness, and his body shook, appearing opposite the black-shirted boy.

The disciples around saw that Ao Lie also went up, and looked at the game that was about to break out between the two with interest.

But they found a problem, that is, Xiao Wuxian and the others in Xiangyun County did not have a trace of worry on their faces. If it's not that they don't have a good relationship with Ao Lie, it's that they don't worry about Ao Lie's strength at all.

If it's the latter, then the game becomes very interesting.

When the black-shirted young man saw Ao Lie in the ring, he suddenly rushed out with the powerful coercion of the early stage of the True Yuan Realm in his body, and rushed towards Ao Lie's oppression.

Seeing this, the corners of Ao Lie's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm. As soon as the spiritual power in his body moved, there was no trace of difficulty on his face, and he was extremely calm.

Seeing this, the surrounding disciples became more uncertain in their hearts, could it be that the blue-shirted young man in front of him really had extraordinary strength?

If he really is, then is it the other two? His eyes looked at Xiao Wuxian and Xiao Hu from time to time, and the suspicion on his face became stronger and stronger.

And not far from the ring, an old man in gray who was resting on a wooden chair squinted, looking at the ring of Ao Lie and the young man in the ink shirt, with a faint smile on his face. Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing Ao Lie's calm appearance, the girl in Tsing Yi suddenly had a hint of clarity in her eyes, and understood what Ao Lie said before. At the same time, a look of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"The coercion of your True Yuan Realm doesn't seem to be strong, why don't I feel it at all. The corners of Ao Lie's mouth opened and said jokingly.

"Hmph, wait until you call. The young man in the ink shirt saw that Ao Lie was under the pressure of his true yuan, and there was nothing to do, and there was a trace of doubt in his heart, but then he was left behind, snorted coldly, and said viciously.

"Then I'm looking forward to it. Ao Lie looked expectant.

"Senior Brother Xiao, why don't you watch it?" Lin Yi saw Xiao Wuxian leave and walked towards the other rings without asking.

"Isn't the ending already known? Now that we know, it's not interesting to watch it any further, it's better to watch the competition between the disciples of other counties. Xiao Wuxian said lightly.

"That's right, since that's the case, I'll also go with Senior Brother Xiao. Lin Yi nodded and said with a slight smile.

Seeing this, Shui Qingyue hesitated slightly, and also went with Xiao Wuxian and Lin Yi to watch the competition between the disciples of other counties.

Because of her relationship with Hongyan, it can be said that she has something to do with Xiao Wuxi, or it can be said that it has nothing to do with it. Ever since Xiao Wuxian lost his memory, it seemed that everyone in the sect had forgotten all of them in an instant. She didn't mean to go to Panxiao without hatred, but since they were all from the same sect, there were no grievances, so they naturally got better together.

And Xuekun and Rong are different, Xuekun was defeated by Xiao Wuxian. Although Xiao Wuxian's memory was gone, his grudge with Xiao Wuxian was still there, and he snorted coldly in his heart and went to the other rings.

And Rong Ying was a little wrong with Lin Yi, and at the same time, he was jealous of Xiao Wuxian's talent, so he went directly to other rings with Xuekun.

And Xiao Hu and the others of the Yunxiao Sect saw that Xiao Wuxian and the other disciples of Fengyun Valley had left, and then glanced at Ao Lie and the black-shirted boy in the ring, and then left.

Knowing the ending, there is often no unknown competition, which makes people look forward to it so much.

And the scarred boy and others of Heiyumen, because they came from the same sect as Ao Lie, even if they knew the ending, it was not good to leave.

The corner of Ao Lie's eyes glanced at Xiao Wuxian and the others leaving, a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the aura on his body suddenly skyrocketed.

As soon as the black-shirted young man on the opposite side felt the breath on Ao Lie's body, his heart suddenly jumped, and his face immediately sank, and a fierce color appeared. The cyan Xuan Spiritual Power in his body surged out, and with a slam step on his feet, his body flew out like a cheetah.

The five fingers clenched into fists and blasted directly at Ao Lie's ferocious punch.

Ao Lie saw that the black-shirted boy actually dared to fight with him, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the spiritual power in his body was not used, so he directly turned his fist into a fist with five fingers, accompanied by a fluttering sound of air, and directly met the fist of the ink-shirted boy.

Bang!

The two fists collided violently, and a powerful wave of qi fluctuated from between the two fists.

Immediately after that, under the surprised gaze of everyone, the two figures trembled. The ink-shirted young man's body was unstable and he took a step back, but Ao Lie did not move at all, looking at the black-shirted boy with a playful expression.

Wow!

Seeing this, the surrounding disciples immediately erupted in an uproar, but they didn't expect the blue-shirted young man's body to be so strong. With the power of his body, he repelled the black-shirted boy.

"I'm a waste, what are you?, big waste?" Ao Lie joked while not forgetting to be sarcastic.

"Haha!"

The disciples around immediately burst into laughter when they heard Ao Lie's words.

The disciple of Wuyuan County, when he saw that the young man in the ink shirt was actually repelled by Ao Lie's physical power when he used the Yuan Force, suddenly showed a trace of disdain for the ink shirt on his face. Among them, the disciples who came out of the same sect as the black-shirted boy showed a trace of shame on their faces.

And the young man in the ink shirt was also at the same time, his face showed a look of shame, and suddenly a ruthless color appeared in his eyes, and the yuan power rolling in his body surged.

With a step forward, his figure flashed, and appeared in front of Ao Lie, with five fingers and one finger, and he slammed towards Ao Lie's chest.

Seeing this, Ao Lie's face was extremely indifferent, his hand was blurred, and he punched directly, and the palm of the young man in the ink shirt slammed together.

Bang!

Under the confrontation of this blow, the two were evenly matched.

But the attack of the black-shirted boy was not over, and the Yuan Force of his right foot roared, and swept away directly at Ao Lie's fierce slash.

And Ao Lie was not to be left behind, he reacted quickly, and his right foot was violently lifted out, colliding with the right foot of the young man in the ink shirt.

Under this blow, the two still had no victory.

The young man in the ink shirt didn't expect Ao Lie's reaction to be so fast, and most importantly, his physical body was so powerful, and he didn't take advantage of it twice.

His heart was suddenly extremely angry, his face turned red, and a violent color appeared in his eyes. With a knot in his hand and a stomp of his foot, three waist-thick vines rushed out from under the ring, winding directly towards Ao Lie, trying to lock his movements.

But he underestimated Ao Lie's speed a little, people with a strong physical body would generally cultivate occult techniques or occult techniques such as speed.

The moment three waist-thick vines burst out from under the ring, Ao Lie's figure twisted and disappeared into the void.

On the other side, Xiao Wuxie, Lin Yi and Shui Qingyue quietly watched a purple-clothed girl with a baby-faced face in Huatian County fighting against a somewhat graceful and suave young man in gorgeous silver clothes in Tianyang Academy.

This silver-clothed boy is about the same age as the purple-clothed girl, and his cultivation is in the early stage of the True Yuan Realm, but the aura on the silver-clothed young man's body is faintly higher than that of the purple-clothed girl. Judging from the series of battles, the same is true, every time there is a confrontation, the silver-clothed boy has to have a slight upper hand.

The disciples of Tianyang Academy are not only the five disciples who are brought back from the other six counties every three years, but also the disciples who are recruited from the capital counties every three years.

There are seven counties in the entire Qi Yuan Kingdom, and among the capital counties, there are no sects, only Tianyang Academy and the royal family, and the royal family will not recruit disciples.

The silver-clothed boy was the last time Tianyang Academy recruited disciples in Dujun and entered Tianyang Academy, and for the purple-clothed girl and Xiao Wuxi, he was already considered an old disciple.

And the old disciples of Tianyang Academy that the white-bearded old man said also referred to the silver-clothed young man.

If it was to compete with the seventy-five people who entered Tianyang Academy in the last session of the Great Competitions of the Six Great Counties, Xiao Wuxian and them could be said to have directly admitted defeat.

Three years have passed, and the lowest realm is at least the middle stage of the True Yuan Realm, not to mention that he has also learned the powerful Xuanji Xuanshu of Tianyang Academy, and he can't fight against it at all.

Xiao Wuxian and the handsome young man of the Cloud Sky Sect might be able to confront the disciple with the lowest strength.

"Senior sister agreed!"

The silver-clothed young man made a strange flash, dodging the powerful attack of the purple-clothed girl, and Yuan Li's whistling palm stopped an inch away from the purple-clothed girl.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, the purple-clothed girl's face sank and she snorted coldly.

However, at the moment when the silver-clothed young man ended the fight, three figures with a trace of oppression suddenly appeared in the Lingwu Courtyard like a ghost. Current userId: 3780007

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