Chapter 1 The Sword is Like a Dream

"Welcome to the 8th Heroes Meeting, jointly entrusted by nine companies including Fanxing, Dari, Tianqiong, Haoyue, Changsheng, Wanchang, Unreal, and Weilai, the examiner of this assessment will be served by me Xiahou Yan."

"This small world was selected by the chairmen of the nine companies and Deputy Director Kang of the GCC Management Branch of the Eighth Thousand Planes, and after testing, there has never been any trace of the trader's foot before."

"The place where you are is is the Star Gathering Platform, which is jointly built by the three star masters of the Star Group, this place can increase the recovery rate of your star power, if the star power is exhausted, you can come here to practice the Star Gathering Decision."

"All traders participating in this assessment must follow the following rules: first, no death match, if it is found that the same room fights to death, immediately strip the competition qualification; Second, each trader is limited to one investee and cannot invest in two or more investees at the same time; Third, the assessment period is 30 years, during which the investment can be settled arbitrarily, and the ranking data is subject to the final settlement time of the ranking gold list. ”

"Any questions?"

"What is the investment limit in this world?" In the crowd, a little fat man shouted.

"In this world, the upper limit of the investment amount is calculated at the top of the Star Disciple Realm, one thousand points!"

A thousand points?

Hearing this, Mo Xiaobai was stunned, the star power of the Star Disciple Realm was only one thousand.

But why is his star power value 2,000 points, is it because his first-party small world has won the first place on the gold list?

Although he was puzzled in his heart, Mo Xiaobai did not stupidly ask this question in public.

"If there's no problem, let's go."

After finishing speaking, a group of traders set up a rainbow light and shot out in all directions, and Mo Xiaobai also converged in the flow of people and flew to the lower realm.

Following a team of people, Mo Xiaobai swept through the mountains and mountains, crossed the Mingchuan River, during which he saw people coming and going, or carrying long swords, or holding steel knives, light steps, full of strength between gestures, it seems that this world is not simple.

The crowd came to a majestic mountain and stopped their progress.

The trees are lush and the flowers are overgrown, the mountain streams have streams flowing by, the fish jump out of the water from time to time, and the birds sing in the treetops, like a fairyland.

But what really attracted everyone to stop was not the beautiful scenery of this world, but the two groups of people confronting each other halfway up the mountain.

"Haha, have fun watching it, this is a big sword and a long sword, I haven't seen such a wonderful scene for a long time, this time I must invest in a powerful character." Among the traders, someone quipped.

"Yes, the guy I invested in the last round was too weak, and he was also known as Hu Baoyi and timely rain, he was just a big soft egg, although he made a little money, but it was really not enjoyable." Someone replied.

"Oh? How much was earned. Someone asked curiously.

"Haha, it's not much, it's just more than 40 percent, it's just luck, if that guy wasn't too cowardly, he could have made more ......"

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Mo Xiaobai's ears were filled with the boastful talk of everyone around him, and he did not interject, but focused his attention on the five people who were the brightest in the light of fate not far away.

The heads of these five people are marked respectively: Master Xuanmiao, Bian Leshan, Lingyun Shitai, Changhongzi, and Han Yuxu.

The man in the center, holding a one-man high Zen staff, wrapped in a golden robe, is very eye-catching, and on his left hand is a nun with a beautiful face and a sharp sword, next to the nun stands loosely a bearded man with a fleshy face, and his right hand is wearing a pitch-black glove, and he is grinning dryly, but the mad thing is that there is no laughter.

On the right hand side of the abbot, there stood a middle-aged man in a cyan robe, and next to him was an old man with white hair and a dragon's head cane.

Behind these five people, there were thousands of people standing densely, dressed differently, and divided into five phalanxes in an orderly manner.

There were only a hundred people who confronted them, and they looked much weaker, most of them were scattered in a crooked manner, and only a dozen or so leaders were still standing stiffly.

"I have no grudge against you Shaolin in the door of my death, bald, don't deceive people too much!"

"Amitabha, donor, the sea of suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore!" Master Xuan Miao said a Buddhist sentence, with a serious face: "Lao Wei doesn't want to kill more, as long as you agree to die, you will not set foot in the rivers and lakes for half a step in the next fifteen years, I Shaolin, Kongtong, Huashan, Emei, Qingcheng five factions from the current mountain." ”

"Master Xuanmiao, why bother talking nonsense with these little cubs of the Demon Gate, in my opinion, our people will kill them up the mountain, no matter how powerful they are, one person has ten heads, and that is not enough for us to cut off." Bian Leshan, the head of Kongtong, stopped laughing and said.

"The monks are compassionate, and good thoughts are the foundation, but the Bodhisattva still has the anger of Vajra, if your religion is still obsessed, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!" As he spoke, Master Xuan Miao pestle the Zen staff in his hand, and he heard an explosion, and the ground was smashed out of a deep pit.

"Tell you Xiao Sect Master to come out, when Huashan said goodbye, I haven't seen her for decades." Han Yuxu, the head of the Wudang faction, said.

"Grind and chirp, if we don't pass on the order to your Xiao Sect Master, we will fight it, and when the time comes, we will cramp and peel your demons, chop them up and feed them to the dogs!" Bian Leshan was impatient and said viciously.

"No need! The five major factions of distinguished guests are coming, how can you deign to go up the mountain, clucking......" The sound of silver bells resounded in the mountain stream, and everyone saw a pile of dead wood roaring from the direction of the mountain gate.

Immediately after the dead wood was a black shadow in the sky.

"Enchantress!" Bianleshan saw that the direction caused by the dead wood was exactly the direction where he was standing, and his face was full of flesh and he trembled with fright, scolded loudly, and hurriedly dodged.

"Good time!" At the same time, Master Xuan Miao shouted, took a big step, blocked in front of Han Yuxu and Master Ling Yun, and blasted out his right fist, which was actually to harden this fierce dead wood with his body.

Bang!

I only heard a loud noise, and the dead wood was broken in two by Master Xuanmiao's fist, and the broken sawdust containing Master Xuanmiao's unique internal force flew in all directions, and the two broken wooden stakes also fell to the ground in the distance, causing dust and smoke in the sky.

But at this time, the black shadow came into the void, and it was also slapped out with one palm, and it was strong against the iron fist of Master Xuanmiao.

At this time, everyone saw clearly that this black shadow turned out to be a young girl, dressed in black, with a beautiful appearance, no matter what, it was impossible to connect with the vicious health care master.

"Master Xiao, good kung fu!" Master Xuan Miao shouted again, and the Zen staff in his left hand waved horizontally, aiming directly at the head of this Xiao Sect Master.