All the cultivators stepped on all kinds of magic weapons, and the magic weapons were brilliant, rendering the entire race sound colorful. In the round arena, two delicate girls are competing. On the left is a peach-faced girl, dressed in a pink dress, and the girl on the right is in a blue dress, with a beautiful appearance, like a valley orchid. The two women are both swords, their bodies jumping, and the swords are flying, like sword dances.

To the north of the arena was a row of long tables, with several highly respected cultivators acting as referees, and on either side were the seats of the various sects.

A man at the sixth table on the right had a cold and resolute face, his back was straight, and he had a military demeanor, it was Lu Zheng, the sect leader of the Qingfeng Sect, who was whispering something to the man at the next table with his head slightly sideways.

Ye Ziluo's heart moved, and he looked carefully at the young man who was talking, he was about twenty-four or five years old, cultivated to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, with profound outlines and deep eyes, although his face was young, his bearing was no less than that of Lu Zheng---- it was Liang Wei, there was no mistake, although his face had changed, Ye Ziluo was confident that he would not recognize the wrong person.

Ye Ziluo's gaze swept over the sword-eyed man beside Liang Wei and the man with the long sword on his back, and swept over the two pairs of seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys and girls. The chests of these six people are embroidered with the pattern of a white camel peak.

He smiled slightly, and turned his gaze back to the middle of the field.

"It's still a cultivation competition above the Dan period, and it's worth watching." A man nearby said. The young companion next to him stared intently at the middle of the field, casually responding with a "uh-huh".

The pink-clothed girl moved between the swords, and conjured up gorgeous peach blossoms, the peach blossoms were sharp and sharp, and the girl in blue did not dare to lightly rub her edge, her jade wrist turned, her posture was soft, and one after another circular water arcs appeared in the air, flying towards each other.

Similarly, the girl in pink did not dare to take on the power of ice in the water arc head-on.

Colorful flowers. The crystal water circle, with two delicate faces, this fight is really moving. The sword style of the two women is decent. has a good appearance, and it is obvious that he is trained by a famous teacher. Ye Ziluo is setting at this moment, and the Fa has been practiced, but if he wants to fully grasp the essence, he still has to compete a lot.

The sword moves are not used by the two women, but it can be seen from the sword style that these two sets of swordsmanship have their own characteristics, both offensive and defensive, and they are good swordsmanship, if they are made by their master or ancestor. It's kind of interesting to think about.

After a while, the companion spoke: "Senior brother, you see that the little dance girl wins." Or is it the girl who wins? ”

The senior brother said: "The two girls are evenly matched. It's hard to tell the difference between victory and defeat. Both of them have not been in the infancy period of the Yuan Dynasty for a long time, and it may not be possible to last long like this. The little dancing girl is lively and cute, and the Yanghe girl is gentle and virtuous. It was unbearable for these two people to hurt either of them. He sighed and lowered his volume, Xiao Wu came from the Guyu faction of the first major sect of Xianglong Star, and Yang He was the young disciple of the second major sect of the Mingyue Sect, and the two major sects had been fighting for the throne for the first place for a long time, and this time the trial method was in full view of everyone, if he lost, he would lose the face of the sect. Although the two women were exhausted, neither of them dared to retreat.

Seeing that the bright cheeks of the two flower-like girls gradually turned pale, an old man on the referee's bench waved his long sleeves, and a strong wind was blocking between the two women, separating the two girls, and got up and said, "This game is flat." ”

The two girls gasped, saluted the old man, and then saluted each other before leaving.

The audience cheered and cheered for the colorful and dazzling sword postures of the two women.

At this moment, a man's cold voice sounded: "The front of the person is sanctimonious, the back of the person indiscriminately kills innocents, and there is a face standing on it as an elder!" ”

did not deliberately raise the tone, but overshadowed the whole audience, so that everyone could hear it clearly.

The cultivators were stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but calm down, looking at the two people who suddenly appeared in the air.

The elegant young man held the famous young man with his head bowed in his right hand, and the young man was thin and shrunk into his arms.

The young man's eyes flickered coldly, and he stared arrogantly at the old man ----who was the referee, Qin Feng, the elder of the Taiyuan Sect, who was the third place cultivator on the Xianglong Star.

"Qin Feng, you connived at your subordinates to harm my kind, seize my kind of demon pill, Taiyuan Sect, and call yourself a decent family in vain, what is the difference between you and the disciples of the Demon Sect?" The man rebuked coldly.

As soon as the man appeared, the masters of the cultivation realm in the field noticed a faint demonic aura and knew that these two people must be demon cultivators.

In the cultivation realm, the rules of the Ming Land are not to kill innocents indiscriminately, and if you don't commit killing the demon cultivator, you are naturally in the ranks of the unhappy, but secretly, the demon cultivator Neidan has already taken possession, which can be regarded as a tacit thing. The cultivation realm is originally a plate of scattered sand, and there are no people who are in control, even if some people have complaints about it, they will not offend other sects for the sake of demon cultivation.

As the time went on, the situation of demon cultivation became more and more difficult.

When they heard the man's words, they believed two or three points.

Qin Feng had white eyebrows and white beards, and the fairy wind was boneless, and said angrily: "Demons hurt the heavens and harm, and everyone will be punished." He was in a hurry, the Taiyuan Sect could be ranked in the third place, and the demon cultivator's inner Dan was indispensable, and at the same time, he also knew that there were at least six of the sixteen major sects on the Xianglong Star that had the same behavior.

However, on the surface, these sects are all righteous and gentlemen, and they may seize this opportunity to suppress the Taiyuan Sect and pull them down from the third place. If this matter is not handled well, if people don't talk about it, it will also affect the cornerstone of the sect.

"Hurt nature? Hmph, Nightmare, look up. The man said.

The young man in his arms raised his little face when he heard this. Everyone inhaled in surprise.

The young man's eyebrows were picturesque, his big eyes were watery, his skin was as white as snow, and his petal-like lips trembled gently. Between the dark and beautiful eyebrows, there are faint flower shapes. This young man's appearance, even if he is placed in the cultivation realm, is stunning.

And when everyone saw the imprint in the young man's eyebrows, they also suddenly realized that this young man was actually a famous vegetarian flower demon.

Since it is a vegetarian, how can it be said that it hurts nature and harms reason?

"Our little nightmare drank the qi of the open air in the morning and cultivated, who is in the way and hurts whom? He was dug up by your so-called righteous people, and stole back into the door in an attempt to take away his inner dan. Is this the justice of Taiyuan Sect? The more the man spoke, the more angry he became, and he raised his hand and shot straight at Qin Feng.

Little Nightmare was born with him, and he was loved like a young brother, but he was accidentally uprooted by the cultivators, and he chased after him, but he only snatched back the incarnation and Neidan of Little Nightmare, but did not take back the body.

Without his body, Nightmare won't live long. The man was already so angry and hateful that he rushed here desperately to settle the score. As for his own life, he is no longer in the table.

Lu Zheng and Liang Wei frowned, and glanced at each other, both the Qingfeng Sect and the White Camel Sect had fellow demon cultivators, and of course they were on the side of demon cultivators at the moment, but it was inconvenient for them to save the demon cultivators.