"So, the game begins!"

Ignoring how excited the disciples of the major sects in the venue were, Di Shu stared at Xiao Changsheng who was busy behind him without a trace, and when the 'grievance situation' of the eight major sects was carried out, there would definitely be a commotion in the order of the field, this Xiao Changsheng had a suspicious heart, and the mentality of fishing in troubled waters must have it, since with his current strength, he was not sure to kill Xiao Changsheng, then it was time to take another way.

Thinking of this, Di Shuye's eyes flickered, looking at the bell ringer not far away, the clinker bell ringer seemed to be looking for him, at a glance saw Di Shuye, the bell ringer's face was happy, walked over quickly, without saying a word, raised his hand and patted Di Shuye on the shoulder.

"Haha, good guy, you did a beautiful job today!" suddenly remembered the judges' decision just now, the previous competition was invalidated, his face collapsed, and he said helplessly: "But it's useless, you have to watch the battle between the masters of the eight major sects later." ”

Di Shuye nodded, and the bell ringer waved to the Drunken Fufeng brothers on the side, signaling them to come over too.

"Sit here!" The four of them sat together, and the two brothers of Drunken Dragon Yin were still in awe of this elder, and they didn't dare to speak without permission.

"Master, will there be any battle for you later?" Di Shuye couldn't help but ask curiously when he saw the bell-ringer sitting in a posture and sitting still, as if he was sitting on a mountain watching the tiger fight.

"Haha, my grievances were settled in the last fifty-year competition, by the way, Fufeng, you go to Zhang Luo some tea, melon seeds, fruits and the like, such a lively scene is rare in decades!"

"Uh......" Di Shuye and the three of them were stunned, but they didn't dare to slack off when they were drunk, and hurriedly rushed out to Zhang Luo these essential things to watch the play.

"Han Zifeng, our original game is not over yet, do you dare to come up and fight me?"

At this moment, a person jumped into the ring, looked at the Qin Sect camp, and shouted loudly.

grabbed a handful of melon seeds and threw them in his mouth at will, and the bell ringer said vaguely: "This guy is a disciple of Elder Ma of the Qi Sect, it seems to be called Ma... Ma Yuan, who is in his forties today, lost to Han Zifeng in the Eight Sects Xiaobi twenty years ago, but he didn't expect this guy to take the lead today. ”

Everyone on the field looked in the direction of the Qin Sect, and Han Zifeng, the peak master of Hengdi Peak, smiled slightly, did not answer, walked out of the camp, and jumped into the ring, only then did he smile and said: "Senior Brother Ma, in the first battle back then, he was lucky to win one and a half moves, after twenty years, I think Senior Brother Ma's cultivation has improved a lot, and I hope that Senior Brother Ma will take care of one or two." ”

That Ma Yuan did not lose his bearing, he was slightly small, hugged his fists and said: "Senior Brother Han, please!" As soon as the voice fell, he jumped a few meters back, raised his hands slightly, and two chess pieces engraved with the word "horse" appeared on the palms, one black and one red.

With the two chess pieces in hand, Ma Yuan's momentum suddenly exploded, and the two chess pieces instantly burst out with black and red lights, entangled with each other in mid-air, and smashed towards Han Zifeng with a whistling sound.

"Well, that's good, this is a 'chain horse', and he can use the chain horse to this point, it seems that for more than 20 years, this kid has not wasted. The bell-ringer threw away the banana peel in his hand and grinned.

Di Shuye's soul power perception is keen, and with just one face, he found that this Ma Yuan's cultivation is in the early stage of the seventh level of cultivation, and Han Zifeng will also be the seventh level of cultivation, and when the cultivation power is comparable, it depends on each other's proficiency in the use of spells, and secondly, it depends on the strength of each other's cultivation.

Han Zifeng was still smiling, staring at the two chess pieces that broke through the air, not moving like a mountain, and when the two chess pieces were close to three feet in front of him, he suddenly took out a crystal white flute from his sleeve, and waved his right hand violently, the cultivation power burst out, and the drumming air flow ran through the flute in his hand.

"Yo ......" Several sharp pops came out of thin air, and a pale cyan light instantly enveloped Han Zifeng, and two chess pieces smashed on this pale cyan pillar of light.

"Buzz"

The pale cyan light mask trembled slightly, and the two black and red chess pieces were blocked with a sharp blow.

"It's boring, it's boring, the cultivation is almost the same, and the exercises are almost the same, if you continue to fight like this, you can't tell the winner of the three masters in every three days......" The bell ringer took a sip of tea boringly, at this time the two people in the ring had already fought for nearly half an hour, you can't help me, I can't help you, after the excitement at the beginning, the disciples of all sects on the field are a little tired of glasses.

"Not good!" At this moment, the bell ringer who had just put down the water cup suddenly got up, and at the same time, Di Shuye also looked at the ring in shock, and his strong soul perception caught it for the first time, Ma Yuan, who was originally on the same level as Han Zifeng, suddenly rose in momentum, and the cultivation of the original cultivation power in the early stage of the seventh level soared to the late stage of the seventh level in an instant, and his hands flew up, and the light lingering on the black and red chess pieces in his hand also suddenly exploded, and the momentum was like a rainbow, smashing at Han Zifeng again, and the two chess pieces passed by, causing a series of small spatial collapses, and in an instant, the sound of explosions in mid-air continued。

"What?" Han Zifeng's expression changed greatly, and the horizontal flute, which had originally relied on the cultivation power to agitate, was busy reaching his mouth, condensing his breath and exhaling lightly, and the airflow infused with his lifelong cultivation power instantly penetrated the horizontal flute, and the high-pitched flute sound shocked the eardrums of the eight sect disciples who were closer to the ring.

As the flute burst out, a ghost-headed broadsword condensed by the flute sound buzzed and slashed towards the two oncoming chess pieces.

"Retreat!" The bell ringer was taken aback, in the face of the spell released in the late stage of the seventh level of cultivation power, Han Zifeng actually took the initiative to attack instead of defending, isn't this looking for death?

Sure enough, the sword and chess met, and the ghost head knife condensed by the flute sound was shattered in just one face, disappearing into the air, and the two chess pieces were castrated, and smashed towards Han Zifeng without hesitation.

This scene happened too suddenly, and no one expected that Ma Yuan, who was originally on a par with Han Zifeng, would increase his cultivation in an instant, jumping directly from the early stage of the seventh level to the late stage of the seventh level.

"Daddy!" Seeing that after the blow, Han Zifeng was sure to die on the spot, and all the masters came to remedy and rescue, in the Qin Sect camp, Han Jiangxue screamed sadly, and then fainted with a 'boom'.

Just when everyone couldn't bear to watch the first tragedy of today, the bell ringer shouted: "Good!"

Everyone hurriedly looked up, only to see Han Zifeng, who was unable to escape the blow, but suddenly shrank all over, and the whole person curled up on the ground, covered with a green orchid leaf.

"Knot Grass Rank Ring?" Not far away, the disciples of Lan Sect exclaimed in unison, the Knot Grass Rank Ring is an extremely powerful defensive spell of Lan Zong, the predecessor created this kind of defense trick according to the flexibility of Lan Cao, once used, the whole human body surface is like a ring of blue grass weaving, similar to general defensive armor, but unlike armor, this Knot Grass Ring can not only resist physical attacks, but also has a particularly significant effect on spell attacks.

"Whew, it's dangerous, this kid, you've got a good wife!" the bell ringer laughed.

Di Shuye was stunned for a moment, remembering that when he was drunk and Fufeng explained Lan Zong's strongest exercise 'There is no fragrance in the world', he said that he asked Di Shuye to ask Han Jiangxue, and now listening to the words of the bell ringer, it seems that Han Jiangxue's mother was originally from Lan Zong.

Han Zifeng escaped with his life, and the shepherd had already jumped into the ring, slapped Ma Yuan lightly with his right hand, and shouted in his mouth: "Fighting in martial arts, he actually beat the killer, the chess sect is really ambitious!"

His palm seemed to be erratic, but Ma Yuan, whose cultivation had soared to the late stage of the seventh level of cultivation power, had a great change in expression, because he felt that his whole body was bound by a strange air current, and he couldn't resist at all.

"Bang!"

With a palm slapped on Ma Yuan's body, the shepherd's face became more and more ugly, and he looked coldly at Ma Yuan, whose chest collapsed and slowly fell, the shepherd suddenly turned his head and looked at Elder Xiang Nanfei on the judges' seat.

"Xiang Nanfei, how do you explain it? This Ma Yuan has taken the pill 'Cuizhu Dan' to improve his cultivation in a short period of time!" the shepherd shouted in a deep voice.

"Cuizhu Dan?" Di Shuye's heart froze, and the memory of the flame of the fire phoenix appeared in his mind, Cuizhu Dan is an elixir that can stimulate the body's cultivation power in an instant, this stimulation is similar to an overdraft, and the body's cultivation power, and even the essence and spirit are instantly squeezed out, all of which are converted into cultivation power, which will make the person's cultivation rise like bamboo, so it is called Cuizhu Dan.

But the price of taking this pill is not insignificant, the person who takes the pill will lose the characteristics of life within three months, and after three months, the person will wake up, but the cultivation may fall sharply, and he will no longer be able to grow.

A small grudge match, how could a disciple of the Chess Sect use this elixir that kills a thousand enemies and damages oneself for the sake of stagnation in cultivation?

"Master, the disciple has something to repay!" Seeing this scene, Di Shuye's heart moved, "It seems that the Chess Sect has started to move, so ...... The opportunity has finally arrived!"

"Hmm, Xiaoye, what's the matter with you?" Di Shuye's voice suddenly sounded in the head of the bell ringer with a calm face, and he couldn't help but look at Di Shuye curiously.

"The disciple inadvertently discovered Xiao Changsheng, the peak master of the Cave Xiao Peak, ...... "At that moment, Di Shuye told the bell ringer about the transmission of the matter under the Cave Xiao Peak.

Defeating Xiao Changsheng, Di Shuye was completely sure, but it was too difficult to kill him! In order to take revenge, Di Shuye didn't care about the means.

"Hmph, he really can't hold his breath!" the bell ringer snorted coldly.

Di Shuye was stunned for a moment, and said secretly in his heart: "Sure enough, these old guys actually knew about Xiao Changsheng for a long time, but they just couldn't bear it...... But that's good, it looks like revenge is possible!"

"Bastard!" glanced at Ma Yuan, who was slowly falling, the elder of the Qi Sect who hurriedly swept into the ring had a gloomy face, and scolded angrily, he was going to come to the rescue, but the clinker shepherd just raised his palm, and Ma Yuan was killed in an instant, and he had no chance to save him.

He scolded angrily in his mouth, but he was horrified in his heart: "It is rumored that the shepherd of the Qin Sect's vocal music had the strength of the fifth layer of the saint back then, and now it seems that it is far more than the fifth layer, and today's matter is ......" Elder Xiang hesitated a little.

"Alas, this Ma Yuan is too serious about the victory and defeat, and I don't know where he got this kind of elixir......" Elder Xiang sighed with a calm face.

"Hmph!" the shepherd sneered, "pretend, old thing, you pretend to me!"

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