The scope of the Martial Spirit Sect is extremely vast, and the front hall is specially used to receive visitors from some forces, generally speaking, the disciples of the Martial Spirit Sect rarely come here, but whenever they meet this kind of mountain worshipper, there will be many people who come to see the excitement. There are many huge platforms on the Wuling Square in the front hall, these platforms are used for competition, but now, on one of the platforms, it is overcrowded, a large area of black pressure, faintly, there are some noises mixed with anger rushing out.

Shout!

Zhou Qian and the others quickly swept from a distance, and finally came to the bottom of the stone platform, and with the appearance of the two of them, the martial spirit sect disciples on the platform immediately cast their eyes over, and then, a touch of joy appeared on the faces of all the martial spirit sect disciples, and then the sound that seemed to be relieved quickly spread on the platform.

"Senior Brother Zhou Qian is here!"

In the past, no one would pay attention to Zhou Qian in this kind of exchange, but since this competition, everyone has expectations for Zhou Qian. They can be regarded as witnessing the rise of a commoner's son, and at the same time, his rise has given some disciples new beliefs, ** silk can rise, and they can also do it.

Zhou Qian looked at the eyes full of joy and looking at the savior, he was also a little helpless, and felt their conviction and respect from the bottom of his heart, and he was also quite relieved: this is the benefit of strength, and at the same time, it also strengthens his belief that he wants to become stronger. He's going to get stronger, he's going to get more respect. He fell, and then his eyes were on the field.

In this direction, he happened to see a familiar slender back, wielding a long sword, valiantly engaging the enemy. Zhou Qian's eyes also narrowed slightly, and then looked at He Jingru's opposite.

Not far from He Jingru, there was also a woman, the woman was dressed in black, tall, and her appearance was quite gorgeous, with slightly raised eyebrows, which made people know that she must also be a high-minded and arrogant lord.

The woman in black held a red whip in her hand, looking like a fire python shuttling, the arc was weird and tricky, and there were faint fluctuations coming from above, obviously his strength was not weak, and it seemed to be evenly matched on the field at present.

"That woman is Hang Yan, who is the top three of the younger generation of the Demon Spirit Sect, it is said that she broke through to the peak of the foundation building period some time ago, and her strength is comparable to the top four in our competition. Beside Zhou Qian, Liu Wei said in a low voice.

Zhou Qian nodded slightly, He Jingru was at the peak of the foundation building period in the last competition, but she was similar to the woman in red, but after the competition, she improved again, although she did not break through to the transformation period, but it was not far away. It is not an easy matter for the latter to win against her.

The thought in his heart turned, Zhou Qian's eyes suddenly looked in the direction of the Demon Spirit Sect, where at the very front, there were two gray-clothed old men sitting on chairs, looking at the battle in the field with a smile, on their chests, there was a skull badge, obviously, they were all members of the Demon Spirit Sect.

Zhou Gan's gaze swept over the two of them, and then turned behind them, where a man in black was holding his arms over his chest, he looked at the fight in the field, and there was a hint of playfulness at the corner of his mouth.

The aura of this man in black is stronger than the woman in red in the field, and even faintly has the same momentum as Zhang Zhitao, this kind of strength should be in the middle of the transformation period, it seems that the young people of this Demon Spirit Sect are indeed people with some good skills.

"That guy is the strongest person in the younger generation of the Demon Spirit Sect now, Chen Yuan, it is said that he has reached the strength of the middle stage of the transformation stage, and in addition, he is also the only person in the Demon Spirit Sect who has not made a move so far. The only people in our sect who can fight against him are you and Senior Brother. Liu Wei continued.

Although Zhou Qian was only at the beginning of the transformation period, one level lower than Chen Yuan, his combat effectiveness was very strong, and his will was almost indestructible, so he could only rely on him in Zhang Zhitao's absence. In the final battle, although Zhou Qian lost to Zhang Zhitao, he had just broken through to the transformation period, and his breath had not yet condensed, and he had been seriously injured in the competition the day before. If he fights Zhang Zhitao again at this time, I am afraid that the victory will be indistinguishable.

Zhou Qian nodded slightly, and while they were talking, the surrounding disciples of the Martial Spirit Sect who were excited because of the arrival of the rescue soldiers also quickly and automatically separated into a way. squeezed the two of them to the front.

When Zhou Qian came, there was a lot of movement among the disciples of the Martial Spirit Sect, so when he came to the forefront. Some disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect on the other side. also immediately cast his gaze, and finally his gaze converged on Zhou Qian. Look at the situation. Everyone can see that Zhou Qian seems to have a lot of prestige among these martial spirit sect disciples.

"Who's that guy?"

"I don't know?"

Those disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect intertwined their puzzled eyes for a moment, and then whispered in a low voice.

"It is said that he is the second strongest disciple of the Martial Spirit Sect, and his strength is in the early stage of the transformation period, but he once injured Zhang Zhitao, and his strength should not be underestimated. A disciple with Zhou Qian's information quickly explained.

"It's just a kid in the early stage of the transformation period, there's nothing to worry about, as long as it's not Zhang Zhitao of the Martial Spirit Sect today, I think my Demon Spirit Sect has a great chance of winning..." Road.

"Hehe, that is, with Senior Brother Liu here, there are few people in this Martial Spirit Sect who can compete with you. When the disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect beside Liu Yuan heard this, they immediately echoed and laughed.

Liu Yuan smiled, there was a touch of pride in his smile, of course, with his strength, among the younger generation, he also has a little bit of this qualification, but the premise is that the place must be right...

Looking away from He Jingru, Zhou Qian glanced at Bai Shi, Aoki and the others in front of the platform, they also saw Zhou Qian who came over, and then nodded at him slightly.

"Giggles, little sister, sister, I won't be left alone. In the field, the woman in red named Hang Yan, holding a long whip, stared at He Jingru with a smile and smiled coquettishly.

He Jingru glanced at her, his slender jade hand was lightly held on top of the long sword in his hand, and said softly, "I also want to say this." ”

Hang Yan raised her eyebrows, as if she snorted lightly, her arm shook, and the fiery red whip was bent into an arc, and with a fierce shock, a crisp snap sound came out, and a circle of sharp fluctuations was passed away.

"Huh!"

The fiery red whip swept out suddenly, as if turning into a raging fire python, tearing the air, and slamming it at He Jingru as fast as lightning.

The fiery red light quickly amplified in He Jingru's big eyes, and then the long sword in his hand also swung out a red light, colliding with the fire python fiercely.

Boom!

Between the impacts, Song Yan's figure flashed out, and with a shake of her jade hand, the soft fiery red whip actually became as straight as a gun, like a scorpion tail-like tip, pointing directly at He Jingru's eyebrows, and the ruthlessness of the attack was completely devoid of a woman's spirit.

"Fire Yuan Whip Gun!"

The fiery red whip spear burst out, and the fierce qi was wildly entangled and condensed on it.

He Jingru's eyes also fluctuated because of Song Yan's fierce attack, and then the long sword swung out.

"Cabernet Sword. ”

The red sword light was as bright as the sunset. Although the appearance is good-looking, the power cannot be underestimated.

The sword light and the whip spear collided heavily, and the two were stalemate for a while, and then dissipated at the same time, and the blow was evenly matched.

The faces of the two women were quite pale, and it was obvious that this blow had consumed a lot of true qi from the two of them. The two women glanced at each other, then gritted their teeth again and rushed towards each other.

"Fire Cloud Palm. ”

"Flowing Cloud Palm. ”

The two used their own mastery again and got into a hard fight with each other.

The two palms intersected, and the faces of the two changed, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell to the ground.

The White Stone Daoist said to the elder of the Demon Spirit Sect, "This one can be regarded as a draw. ”

The other party also responded: "It should be so." Then he said to Liu Yuan: "You will make a shot in the last game." ”

Liu Yuan smiled: "Leave it to me!"

Bai Shi also said to Zhou Qian: "I'll leave the rest to you." ”

Zhou Qian nodded and said, "The disciple obeys." "After waiting so long, it's finally my turn to make a move. Although you have to keep a low profile, you still have to make a move when it's time to make a move. The other party is not a disciple of the Martial Spirit Sect, and it is not impossible to offend.

Zhou Qian walked up to the stone platform and said, "Senior Brother Liu Yuan is polite. Zhou Qian, a disciple of the Martial Spirit Sect, came to receive the teaching. ”