"Hahahaha! I didn't even win the lottery! My Zhou Yuanbao is really lucky! ”

Chu Ge heard the laughter, and when he looked back, it turned out to be the fat monk who had a bye in the previous round, and he didn't even hit him in this round.

The people around him all looked at him, and their eyes showed complexity.

This person is lucky, and he really can't stop it!

How many monks have worked hard to come to this third round, and this fat man has two byes, which is really unreasonable!

Someone set his eyes on Elder Wei Yun, but he blocked everyone back with a word:

"Are you trying to question my Tianyin Sect's credibility?"

As soon as the coercion of the Jindan monk came out, where did anyone dare to speak up, and those who dissented all lowered their heads and remained silent.

Who would dare to question the elders of the Heavenly Yin Sect!

In other words, even if there is really a shady scene in this, how many people dare to say half a word?

In this Northern Cold Region, the Four Sects are the Heavens, except for capable madmen such as Madman Zhang, who dares to touch the name of the Tianyin Sect?

Chu Ge looked at the "Zhou Yuanbao" who was dancing happily, and he was also speechless for a while.

This name is quite consistent with his figure......

In the next draw, Chu Ge first selected a casual cultivator of the twelfth layer of qi refining, and it didn't take much effort to win this person.

Then there was a demon cultivator who perfected his qi, and after a lot of effort, he finally won the victory with the sword technique on the other side.

Soon there were only eight people left in the field!

Although there are fewer and fewer people left, the number of people who come to Tianyin Sect to watch the ceremony is becoming more and more, and the martial arts arena is crowded with people, so it is not lively.

After all, for the Qi Refining Cultivators of Jeonbuk Han, the Demon Ascension Conference of the Four Sects can be said to be a first-class event.

To be able to win the forefront in this conference, they are all first-class strength, and almost every monk who comes out of the Demon Ascension Conference, even if they are not selected by the sect, as long as there is no accident, they can become a giant in the future!

With the spread of the gossipers, the jade silk with the names of these eight people also spread to more monks:

Loose cultivation of Chu Ge

Loose practice should be a long wind

Magic Sound Gate Zheng Yun

How leisurely is the stormy city

Sanqingguan Zhou ingots

Loose cultivation Zhao Chenglong

Shenwu Sect Zhang Lie

Canoe Fort Liu Chuan

"Zheng Yun of the Demon Sound Sect, Zhang Lie of the Shenwu Sect, these two who came out of the ninth-rate are very famous."

"Eh, I still know Liu Chuan of this Dumu Castle, isn't it the son of Lord Liu Castle? Who is He Youran from Storm City? ”

"You don't even know who the family is in Storm City? A hundred years ago, you can walk out of the Jindan monk! This He Youran was also out of the limelight in the storm city Xiaobi a while ago, with the cultivation of the twelfth layer, he was able to beat a group of people who were temperless and perfect, and a pair of dancing moon rings were used to transform ......"

"This year, there are actually three casual cultivators who have advanced to the general ratio, these three people should not be underestimated."

"It's just a few dark horses that can be produced by casual cultivation, how can Sanqingguan have a genius under the three hundred?"

"Come on, this week's ingots are lucky......"

The various rings on the Tianyin Sect's martial arts arena have been removed, and they have been replaced by a four-zhang high platform erected in the center, and around the high platform, eight coiling dragon columns have been erected, and eight people are separated from each other, meditating and recuperating their spirits.

On the high platform, the final one will be decided!

After a day and a night of rest, several people are now full of energy, just waiting for a fight!

Chu Ge learned from He Youran's mouth that in fact, if he entered the top eight, he already had the qualifications to enter the Tianyin Sect, and he only needed to test the spiritual root after the meeting and select the best.

However, now that it has come to this point, who will give up the opportunity to get Tsukidan?

Chu Ge's divine sense looked at several opponents, and secretly thought about countermeasures in his heart.

After a few days of fighting, as long as the people who have a heart, they have more or less mastered the methods and habits of several people's fighting methods under careful observation.

If she can't see through, only Ying Changfeng, who is also a casual cultivator.

This Ying Changfeng is the sword cultivator who wore a blue and black robe before.

When he competed with others, he always gave Chu Ge a feeling that he had not done his best, but he could always easily defeat the enemy and win.

However, Chu Ge was not afraid. After all, she also has some hole cards that have not been revealed.

The bell rang three times, and the group was silent. The golden light flashed, and Elder Wei Yun paced in the air, standing on the high platform. The peaks behind him are in the clouds, and the hall is majestic, blending with him, full of energy, not angry and self-assured.

"The hour has come, it's better than the beginning!"

Wei Yun's sleeve robe was shocked, and the brilliant golden light spread under the green clouds, and the names of the eight people flickered on it. The cultivators held their breath and stared, their eyes converging.

It didn't take long for the two names to settle down.

Chu Ge to Zhao Chenglong!

I didn't expect to be the first to appear. Chu Ge was slightly stunned, but he didn't panic, the spiritual power under his feet gathered, and he jumped towards the high platform.

There are so many people...... Chu Ge looked around, and saw that the martial arts arena was densely packed, and it was full of all kinds of monks who came to admire him.

Chu Ge felt a little numb in his scalp, but he knew that now was not the time to worry about this, so he settled down and focused all his attention on the opponent in front of him.

The visitor was dressed in a coarse rag robe, holding a seven-foot spear, with a sharp hair, eyes like torches, and a tall posture.

Zhao Chenglong...... Qi refining is complete, it seems to be from a poor family, the first-hand pistol technique is quite good, dare to fight and dare to fight, and fight is a routine of exchanging life for life.

Chu Ge knew it in his heart, and was about to bow his hand, when Zhao Chenglong actually laughed bitterly:

"I really don't want to be with you."

"Zhao Daoyou, what do you mean?"

"I can tell you didn't do your best before." Zhao Chenglong looked at the spear in his hand

"Those who can get to this point are either famous families and wealthy people, or they are good and well-hidden, wise and foolish.

And I'm different. I'm here with just a spear! ”

Chu Ge's body froze. She could feel that at the same time as she said this, a strong battle intent rose angrily in him, like spring thunder dormant and ready to go!

"Zhao Chenglong, please advise!"

As soon as the words fell, the spear in his hand went out to sea like a dragon, and the stone broke through the sky, and came straight to Chu Ge's chest!

This shot was sharp and took the lead, Chu Ge had to retreat, take a step back, raise his sword and pick it up, from the bottom to the top, it could be blocked!

As soon as Chu Ge's body was short, he was about to retreat, how could Zhao Chenglong give himself the opportunity to open the distance, the spiritual power under his feet turned, and the arrow rushed in, the spear followed him like a shadow, not giving an inch!

Chu Ge couldn't avoid it, his heart was horizontal, and his spiritual power gathered on the Zihuang Sword, and in an instant, the dead qi floated away, the red light appeared, and the sword qi came out, like a flower blooming!

Seeing that the sword qi was about to hurt himself, Zhao Chenglong didn't care about it, and only focused on the tip of the gun.

Between the sword light and sword shadow, the sword qi scratched Zhao Chenglong's abdomen, and the blade of the spear stabbed Chu Ge's right shoulder!

Careless!

Although I know that Zhao Chenglong will use this method, watching the battle and fighting are two different things.

Chu Ge wiped his left hand on his right shoulder, barely stopped the blood flow, and was about to take some pills from the storage bag, but this Zhao Chenglong completely ignored the wound in his abdomen, his hands shook, and the spear was like a seven-foot big knife, splitting out a half-arc of golden light horizontally!

This disrupted Chu Ge's rhythm again, and he didn't have time to take something from the storage bag, and the rolling spiritual power poured into the Zihuang Sword, and he also took out the sword horizontally, fighting against it!

The golden light and red flowers exploded in the air, overflowing with spiritual light, and it was very beautiful.

Zhao Chenglong was unforgiving, so he didn't give Chu Ge a chance to breathe, danced a spear flower in mid-air, and went straight to the point.

Chu Ge didn't have the opportunity to use magic tricks or magic weapons, and he could only fight with Zhao Chenglong with swordsmanship!

The good monk's fighting method seems to have turned into a mortal martial arts competition, and the two swords and spears are exchanging guns, and the scene is full of the sound of gold and iron intersecting.

In general, even if the strength is comparable, the coffin can be closed in three or five moves, but now under the persecution of Zhao Chenglong, Chu Ge insisted on holding a sword and fighting with him for more than ten rounds!

Now she is also unstable in breath, but looking at the blood flowing from the corner of Zhao Chenglong's mouth, she knows that his situation is not good.

"You're almost at your limit, why bother so hard!" Chu Ge didn't even have room to speak, he could only transmit the sound to the past.

"If I don't work hard, what can I fight?"

He was born in a poor family, his parents were farmers who cultivated the land, and he was coldly regarded by others since he was a child; Although he has a spiritual root, his attributes are mixed, and he is ridiculed when he succeeds in apprenticeship; Even the exercises for cultivation are fragments picked up from the ditch.

For Zhao Chenglong, building the foundation is his life, if he can't build the foundation, in this northern cold where the strong gather, there will never be a day!

"This is my way!" Although Zhao Chenglong was covered in blood, his momentum did not fall, and his eyes were full of determination!

His Word?

A trace of trance appeared in Chu Ge's eyes.

What, then, is my word?

"There is a flaw!" Zhao Chenglong let out a loud shout, and a shot stabbed out, leaving a shallow wound on Chu Ge's left arm!

"Sister Chu!" He Youran, who was watching the game in the stands, let out an exclamation, his little face full of worry.

The splash of blood blurred his eyes, and scenes from the past resurfaced in front of him:

Since he was a child, he has been working as a farmer at home, and under the expectations of his father, he walked out of the mountains and went to Yanbo Building to run for a few taels of silver; Later, I was fortunate to meet the Fazhu Daoist, and practiced magic with my senior brother and traveled all over the world; Then to the year of hell in the cave where there was no daylight, and the taste of cold rice in my mouth seemed to have lingered for a long time......

I have seen the old woman who guards the empty building alone, Zhang Qingshan, who has no way to take revenge, and Zhao Ke, who is lonely......

I have also seen the sinister and cunning ghosts, the thieves who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard, and the ruthless black dragon real people......

During this period, there was killing and mercy; There is grudge, but there is also kindness; There is cruelty, but there is also righteousness.

In the mortal world, after all kinds of things, she walked in the world, and she was like a vast spectator.

How many people can see through this red dust?

How many people have walked out?

It is better to ask the sky than to ask the heart, and it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself!

A flash of realization flashed in Chu Ge's mind, and a flash of inspiration appeared in his eyes!

The swordsmanship on the other side, she had only learned the "form" before,

Now I finally understand a bit of "meaning"!

Step through the thousands of red dust roads, just ask for a clear conscience!

Unstruck by the shot, she turned into a billowing black mist and leaped to her feet, standing in mid-air.

Under the high platform, above the dragon pillar, everyone's eyes were all focused on Chu Ge alone.

The woman is holding a purple sword, her black hair is like a waterfall, and her small figure exudes thrilling arrogance and style!

"Come on!"

Zhao Chenglong wiped the blood on his mouth, laughed and raised his gun to greet him!

Regardless of his thousands of miles of smoke and waves, I will use my sword to pull the clouds and go away with a long song!

This is my word!

A sword out, flowers full of the sky!