Surprisingly, there was no revenge coming to the door, everything seemed calm and quiet.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the exquisite event.

Night, moonlight.

On a night with a bright moon hanging in the sky, there are always a few sultry wisps of mist, just like a woman's scarf, giving people the taste of wanting to talk and rest.

Wei Zhenye came to the venue with the city main team, entered through a special passage, and looked at the crowd of people on both sides as if there was nothing.

Their waists stopped, their minds were concentrated, just like Wei Zhenye said before, people - like a group of turnips.

Through the gap in the crowd, Han Chuang saw Liu Qingfu in the same group at a glance, she was also looking at herself, her watery eyes were like a circle of ripples in the heart of Xizi Lake.

I don't know if it's because it's beautiful because it's desolate, or because it's desolate, Han Chuang's heart suddenly rippled

He smiled at her, and she reciprocated with the same smile, and their eyes staggered, no longer in touch.

Han Chuang looked around, and soon found the monk in the crowd, he actually sat with the innkeeper Monk Zizhu, the two of them talked and laughed, when his eyes came, he raised his head slightly, glanced at this side, and then just smiled.

It was a meaningful smile, as if everything was under control.

After a while, Sikong Blood stepped into the ring, and Han Chuang looked at this legendary man for the first time, he was wearing a black half-masked mask, and his body was as thin as a bamboo pole, but no one dared to laugh at him, because he was the master of the Evil Moon Sect, the city lord of the city that never sleeps.

He stepped into the ring, pressed his hands together, and the arena immediately fell silent.

Nie Qingqing, who was beside him, frowned, and said in a low voice, "It seems that Sikong Blood's power in the Southeast Region has been achieved. ”

Han Chuang nodded, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Indeed, although the Evil Moon Sect was powerful before, it was not widely recognized, but this time it was recognized through the Linglong Conference, I think the sect in the Southeast Region should already have this strength." ”

Nie Qingqing sighed and said, "It's incredible, it's only been less than two years, and the Evil Moon Sect has grown to such a scale. ”

"Do you regret leaving?" Han Chuang's eyes were full of smiles.

Nie Qingqing glanced at him and said, "I wish I had left sooner, but you, the dead man, didn't show up sooner." ”

Han Chuang smiled, there was no argument, he understood that there was no point in arguing with a woman about right and wrong.

After a while, Han Chuang said again: "This is not your father's credit, if it weren't for his arrangement back then, the Evil Moon Sect would not have been able to preserve so much power when it was destroyed, let alone rely on these forces to rise in two years." ”

Nie Qingqing frowned, and said unhappily, "You are blaming my father." ”

"No, I didn't mean that. ”

At this point, Han Chuang sighed inadvertently in his heart, only feeling that the trajectory of the rise of the Evil Moon Sect was incredible, no sect could reach the strength of the Six-Rank Sect in two years like him, and no sect could have it so shocking.

Han Chuang even thought that the rise of the Evil Moon Sect was like an incredible miracle, and how long could this miracle last?

He sneered at Sikong Blood in the ring - after losing Nie Yuxin's assistance, he became a loner. But looking at it this way, he seems to be happy to be a loner.

On the rostrum behind Sikong Xue, there were the leaders of the major sects, Han Chuang knew some people, but there were also some people who didn't know, he paid special attention to an elder of the Danding faction, the nameplate indicated that his name was Mu Zixu, a middle-aged man in his forties with two mustaches.

Han Chuang paid attention to him because he was also paying attention to himself.

Han Chuang frowned, thinking, "Is it because I cut off Zhang Xiaolin's palm?"

Looking around, in the camp of the Danding faction, he still saw Zhang Xiaolin, the broken palm was not connected after all, and was replaced with a metal barb, the tip of the hook flashed with a different kind of silver light, giving people a sharp feeling.

Everyone quieted down, waiting for Sikong Blood's speech, and Sikong Blood didn't make everyone wait too long.

"Heroes and heroes of the Southeast Regions, this sect has discovered the ancient treasure Linglong Pagoda in the Karakum Desert of Yunzhou, and they dare not specialize in it, so they will hold a special Linglong Conference, so that all the sects in the Southeast Region can share the benefits of the ancient treasure. ”

He paused, his gaze wandered around the crowd below, and finally landed on Han Chuang's face, when Han Chuang was puzzled, he listened to him continue: "Due to the limited capacity of the pagoda, we can only let up to eight teams enter the pagoda, as for the attribution method of this place, I think everyone understands-"

Someone in the audience immediately shouted: "Naturally, I understand, we are all a group of big bosses, and we are not the top exams, of course, we must win or lose with martial arts." ”

The first one shouted, and soon some people shouted: "Win or lose by force!"

The shouts from the audience gathered together, like Han Chuang, and Han Chuang noticed that everyone on the rostrum barely blinked their eyelids, as if they didn't react to it.

Sikong Xue's hands pressed weakly, and the field immediately quieted down, he seemed to be very satisfied with his appeal, smiled slightly, and said: "Not much to say, before this time, we have divided all the sects and regions that have signed up for the Linglong Festival into four groups, each group of four teams, fighting each other, and finally taking the top two groups to appear. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the crowd immediately shouted: "Sikong Sect Master, it's not that we don't trust you, but that this lottery is not public, how did you divide these four teams?"

Sikong Blood seemed to have expected it, and he was not angry, and replied with a slight smile: "This brother asked well, this matter of drawing lots and grouping also hurt the ties of the major sects behind me, but in the end, we still came up with a relatively fair method." ”

After a pause, he continued: "It seems to be very simple, name the four groups as Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, divide all the registered teams into four classes according to the level of the sect, and finally get four first class and four second class, of which four first class and one group, four second class are also drawn by lot, and the remaining sects and regions are grouped by lottery, I don't know if this method can be considered fair?"

"Fair, fair, of course fair," the voice shouted, "Sure enough, he is worthy of being the master of the Evil Moon Sect, if you let me think about it, I can't think of such a fair way." ”

Indeed, this is the fairest way, although the strength of the sect cannot be determined simply by rank, but the level is the most obvious way to measure the strength, if there is a sect that is unwilling to show its strength before, resulting in a lower level - then who is to blame? Who let you hide your head and tail.

Therefore, although this division method is not absolutely reasonable, it is absolutely fair, at least not to find many faults in it.

And the four first-class sects divided into were not unexpected: the Chixia Sect and the Danding Sect, as the old six-rank sects in the southeast region, occupied two seats; although the Evil Moon Sect was an emerging sect, it also gained a seat because of the power of the host and the strength comparable to the six-rank sect; the last one had about three seven-rank sects to compete with, but in the end it still belonged to the Qingfeng Pavilion where Lin Jiangxue was.

This is somewhat unexpected, but if you think about it carefully, it is also reasonable, Qingfeng Pavilion is a female sect after all, and it is not a nunnery, there are no longer a few disciples who have married over the years, and the husbands of these disciples are also a force that is not weaker than the Liupin sect.

Thinking of this, even Han Chuang immediately felt the painstaking efforts of Sikong Blood, in this way, these four first-class sects can be said to be able to break through.

Next, the second-class eight-rank sects such as the Qingzhu Sect can break through depends on their respective fortunes, and as for the later nine-rank sects and the miscellaneous army composed of regions like the Yunzhou City main team, they can only wait for a miracle to appear.

Sikong Blood smiled slightly, and said: "Because the Linglong Pagoda can enter five people at a time, so we have adopted the method of five-person team battle, today's competition, one is to compete for the quota to enter the Linglong Pagoda, and the other is to show the audience to show the demeanor of my Southeast Domain Sect, and please point to the end, be careful to hurt people intentionally, if there is a deliberate injury to people-"

He dragged out his tone, sneered twice, and pulled out a long sword made of fine iron from his waist, and just when everyone was puzzled, they saw him slap it violently on the spine of the sword, only to hear a clang, and the long sword was immediately broken.

"If someone deliberately hurts someone, it's like this sword!"

This kung fu undoubtedly shocked everyone in the audience; it is not difficult to break a long sword, most of the warriors in the audience can do it, but like Sikong Blood, without moving the martial soul, without moving the true qi, it is extremely terrifying to break the long sword with only physical strength.

After all, people are flesh and blood, how can they compete with Jingtie, even if they are martial artists in the concentrating period, they dare not say that they can do this step; at least when they saw Sikong Blood make this move, the group of masters on the rostrum, who were always looking at their noses and noses, and their noses and mouths, finally reacted.

Nie Qingqing glanced at Han Chuang and said in a low voice, "It seems that this Sikong Blood also has a method for tempering the body. ”

Han Chuang nodded and said, "Yes, I just don't know what his method of breaking through the condensation period is?"

Nie Qingqing said: "I know this, he broke through with a strange treasure, and at this moment he is already a great master in the late stage of the condensation period of fusing three different treasures. ”

Late stage of contemplation!

Han Chuang's eyes as he looked at Sikong Blood brought an indescribable sharp edge.

Nie Qingqing smiled slightly and said, "Why do you care about his strength? He is not our direct opponent, let's think about our opponent." Whether it is the Qingzhu Sect or the Chixia Sect, they are not easy bones to gnaw, even the Luoxia Sect is also very powerful. ”

The Chixia Sect is recognized as the strongest sect in the Southeast Region, not only does it have a top half-step condensation master like Strange Sword Yan Chiyang, but the remaining four people must also be a half-step contemplation master.

Qingzhu Sect is Han Chuang's former sect, he naturally knows how powerful these people are, after these days, whether it is Yan Qingfei, Mei Shuangxue, or Gu Tongtian, they should all be promoted to half-step concentration, and there are also Liu Qingfu and Ding Ding, who are masters with extremely special effect martial souls, and their combat effectiveness is extraordinary.

As for the Luoxia Sect, the overall strength is considered to be the weakest, but the blind Shangguan Pavilion is a real master of the contemplation period, and he has already fused a strange treasure, if no one can temporarily defeat Shangguan Ting, it is also very tricky to make him crazy.

Of course, the most troublesome thing is not the enemy, but Han Chuang must cover up his identity, the news that he has a blood shadow clone has spread, presumably Sikong Blood knows, if Han Chuang leaks his identity, no one knows what crazy things Sikong Blood will do for the symbol martial soul of the Evil Moon Sect.

At this moment, I only heard Sikong Blood preach loudly: "Now I announce that the Linglong Festival has begun, and the two sides of the first competition of the Tianzi Group are invited to the stage." ”

Han Chuang's spirit was suddenly shocked, the first game of this Tianzi group was none other than the Evil Moon Sect Lotus, that is, the team led by Ah Chou.