Rumble!

The loud sound was like a thunderstorm in the sky, and a giant sword shot out in the light wave caused by the huge and invisible glow.

Suddenly, a sword light quickly spread out in all directions.

All the disciples of the Martial Heaven Sect standing in the audience suddenly felt a cold wind blowing on their faces, and their entire bodies involuntarily took a step back.

And the entire viewing circle also retreated a circle.

Everyone was shocked, shocked by the power of this unprecedented immortal magic weapon, and everyone didn't know what was going on.

After the exclamation passed, everyone's eyes returned to the ring, only to see that Jiang Feiqing had fallen on the stage at some point, and together, "Nuwa Zhu Aya" was like a spirit, automatically rolled up, coiled around her waist, and looked like a delicate red belt.

And the dazzling glow slowly dissipated.

When the glow gradually dissipated, everyone found that Fang Ming's face was like dead ashes.

I saw Fang Ming slowly raise his head, pointing at Jiang Feiqing, his voice became hoarse for some reason, and hissed: "You! you deceive people too much!"

Everyone was shocked, they didn't know what was going on, and suddenly the mutation occurred, and everyone noticed Fang Ming's immortal sword.

From the moment the glow disappeared, the immortal sword that shot out violently was standing on the stone slab in front of Fang Ming at this time, but the immortal sword at this time had long been dimmed, completely devoid of the unique sword of immortals.

Suddenly, there were a few muffled sounds on the sword body, and then, under the gaze of countless eyes, a crack suddenly appeared on the sword body, and then quickly spread open, and after a while, the cold ice fairy sword made a dragon-like sound, "Bang!" The entire fairy sword shattered and fell to the ground.

On and off the stage, there was silence, and everyone held their breath.

Immortal Sword, what it means to a person who has cultivated for a long time, everyone present is not clear.

Many monks even treat the sword as their life, the sword is in the people, and the sword destroys the people.

"Wow!"

Offstage, Fang Ming spurted out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest with his hands, trembling all over, his face showed a look of pain, he couldn't support it anymore, he fell to the ground, and passed out.

Someone rushed over immediately, helped Fang Ming up, and looked at the vein treasure that was shattered into powder on the ground, all of them had angry faces, glaring at Jiang Feiqing, and they couldn't wait to eat this stunning beauty.

However, Jiang Feiqing's cold face did not have a trace of expression, and with everyone's eyes, she saw her figure flash without warning, and then disappeared into the ring.

When I looked at her again, she was already standing on the VIP platform, standing quietly behind Master Cangyue, with a calm expression.

It's as if nothing had just happened.

On the VIP stage, the first Wuchen real person of the human art vein clenched his fists and said coldly: "Master Cangyue, your disciple is really ruthless, obviously it is not enough to win, why do you still rely on the immortal artifact to break the immortal sword of others, what is the reason? Could it be that there is no reason for you Hongmeng Hall to talk about?"

Facing the questioning of the dustless real person, Master Cangyue looked indifferent, and said lightly: "Don't be angry, Jiang Feiqing's cultivation is still shallow, her Taoism is not deep, and she can't control such divine objects as Nuwa and Zhu Aya, it's just a momentary miss, it's not surprising." ”

Hearing such jokes, Wuchen Zhenren was furious, his palm exuded a faint yuanmang, and he was about to attack, when suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder.

I saw that Yuxu Zhenren stepped forward at some point and patted him on the shoulder.

In the end, it is the first seat of the martial spirit powerhouse of the Martial Heaven Sect, Wuchen Zhenren glanced at him, and finally suppressed his anger, snorted heavily in his nose, and strode away with his sleeves brushed up.

Yuxu Zhenren looked at the tall back of Wuchen Zhenren, shook his head, smiled bitterly, turned his head, and was about to speak, but saw Master Cangyue walking away with all the female disciples.

Not far away, Qin Mu stood aside, only then did he come back to his senses from the thrilling battle just now, watching Jiang Feiqing gradually move away, and there was actually a trace of inexplicable feeling in his heart.

It was a sense of déjà vu.

He was looking at his gods, and suddenly heard Song Chen beside him sigh and said, "I didn't expect that Nuwa Zhu Aya and the forbidden magic were born at the same time!"

Qin Mu was inexplicable and said, "What kind of trick is the forbidden god?"

At this time, the onlookers of the Wutian Sect disciples gradually dispersed, Song Chen greeted his fellow disciples, walked away with Qin Mu, and said, "The [Forbidden God Technique] is the trick you just saw Jiang Feiqing perform. I have read records in the "Seven Chapters of Divine Arts" before, the ancient gods have forbidden gods, immortal arrays, heavenly ways, earth kui, dragons, human laws, and seven soul devouring articles, and the forbidden gods first appeared thousands of years ago when a monk of the dead lamp was cast, and it is said that this magic was obtained by the master of the dry lamp from the divine realm. Later, after a war between gods and demons, these magic cheats were spread to the mysterious Hongmeng realm, and they had been lost in the Central Continent for hundreds of years, and I didn't expect this [forbidden magic art] to fall into the hands of the Hongmeng Palace. ”

Speaking of this, Song Chen shook his head and said, "Little junior brother, that Jiang Feiqing has such a magic technique, plus the Nuwa Zhu Aya in her hand, I'm just afraid of this sect meeting, we-"

Qin Mu didn't have any disappointment, anyway, he never thought that he would have to achieve any ranking, but he just looked at Senior Brother Song Chen's rather disappointed appearance, and felt strange in his heart, and asked, "Hey, since their Hongmeng Hall is so powerful, then Senior Brother Song, how did you win last time?"

Song Chen sighed slightly, and said with a smile: "Last time, there were no personnel from the Hongmeng Palace participating in the competition last time, and the sect meeting in previous years was not as lively as this one, I don't know what is going on this time." ”

Qin Mu was dumbfounded.

Song Chen looked at him strangely, punched him with a smile, and said with a smile: "Your kid's strength is also very good, although she Jiang Feiqing is here, but you should have no problem entering the top three." ”

Qin Mu smiled dumbly and said, "Entering the top three, then Senior Brother Song can't see the true face of the Heavenly Machine Mirror, hehe." ”

Song Chen patted his head and said, "You don't study well, you dare to make fun of your senior brother." ”

Qin Mu stuck out his tongue, suddenly seemed to think of something, and suddenly said, "By the way, I-I-"

"What's wrong with you, what do you have to say!" Song Chen said with a smile.

"Why do I think I've seen that Jiang Feiqing somewhere?" said Qin Mu's face flushed.

"Poof!haha, the little junior brother has grown up-"

Seeing Song Chen like this, Qin Mu felt that he seemed to have made a mistake, so he hurriedly explained: "No, no! Senior brother, don't get me wrong, really, I really seem to have seen her somewhere." ”

Song Chen smiled, touched Qin Mu's head, and said: "This feeling is normal, most people have a sense of déjà vu when they see beautiful women, so don't think about it too much." ”

Qin Mu turned his head, his face flushed, and he smiled awkwardly.

Song Chen smiled even more happily when he saw him like that, "Haha, the little junior brother is 61 spring!"

"No, no, senior brother bullying-"

The two laughed and laughed, walked to another ring, and watched another competition-

In the next few days, after a lot of competitions, the top five lists of the sect were first known.

Including Qin Mu, among the seven disciples of the Martial Cultivation Pulse who fought in the battle, four won and three lost.

However, in the next competition, there were only two disciples who advanced to the top five in the martial cultivation vein.

In addition to Qin Mu, there is also a disciple named Meng Xu.

Although due to the change in the rules of this sect meeting, Song Chen and Zuo Zongtang could not compete, but two of the seven disciples advanced to the top five, which was undoubtedly a relatively good result for Wu Xiumai.

At the same time, the Martial Cultivation Vein once again retained its position as the head of the various veins of the Martial Heaven Sect.

And with the release of the top five places, the atmosphere in Xianmang Square is also quietly rising, everyone knows that the next competition is the highlight of this sect meeting.

Three days later, at noon.

A new round of lottery is completed, and a disciple with good fortune draws an empty lot.

And Qin Mu's opponent is a foreign disciple named Huo Yuan, from the Martial Cultivation Sect, and it is said that his strength has also reached the realm of the sixth level of quenching, but this is not a difficult thing for Qin Mu, who has advanced to the seventh level of the quenching body of the Martial Sect.

The battle between the two began quickly after the wooden draw was drawn, and the result was indeed not unexpected by too many people.

Under the power of Qin Mu's seven-star fist of the sevenfold, even if Huo Yuan used all his strength, he was only the strength of the sixfold body after all, and in front of Qin Mu's strength as a late stage of the martial sect, he was only knocked off the stage by Qin Mu's punch like an ant.

Therefore, in this competition of advancing to the top three, Qin Mu won again.

And Meng Xu, another disciple of the Martial Cultivation Vein, had a slightly bad luck, and his next opponent turned out to be Jiang Feiqing, who was full of immortals and had unpredictable cultivation.

Of course, this was another competition with no accidents and no much passion, and before Jiang Feiqing could perform the [Forbidden God Technique], Meng Xu was blasted out of the ring by Nuwa Zhu Aya's glow array.

There were not too many surprises in the two competitions, so just after the competition ended, everyone's eyes immediately turned to the upcoming competition.

The list of the competition in this game made everyone, even Cangfeng Zhenren, interested, because the two people who were going to fight were Qin Mu and Jiang Feiqing.

The two of them are almost the most outstanding people among the juniors of this sect, and more importantly, this competition seems to be more than just a contest between the two of them.

It was the struggle between Wu Tianzong and Hongmeng Palace.

For this competition, many people have speculated that the first place in the sect meeting this time, if nothing else, will be born among these two people.

Because, the disciple who drew the empty lot, when he saw the strength of Qin Mu and Jiang Feiqing, took the initiative to abstain.

Therefore, this will be a battle of kings, the last battle of the sect.

In the final competition, the sect decided to arrange it for the next day-

It's late at night again.

The moonlight is like water, through the window, slowly projecting down, sprinkling on the ground, like frost.

Qin Mu lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep after all.

It's been another long late night.

He still remembered that the last sleepless night was when he fled Yunshui City two years ago.

The mood at that time, as it is now, was anxious.

Curled up in the corner of the bed, staring out the window, the long night was long, silent.

He smiled bitterly to himself, since he arrived in Wutianzong, he had hardly slept peacefully at night, thinking of the competition with Jiang Feiqing tomorrow, he felt indescribably nervous.

The moonlight is hazy, and in an instant, life is as small as the stars-

Following.

The early morning sun sprinkled on the Xianmang Square, and the disciples of Wutian Sect and the scattered cultivation sects of Songyue City, plus monks from all over the country came to the square as they did a few days ago, and continued to watch this Jiazi once in the martial arts test of the Wutian Sect Sect.

It's going to be an unbeatable competition.

On the red list in the center of Wutianzong's Xianmang Square, two huge names were written in big golden letters.

On the left is written Qin Mu, and next to Qin Mu, his opponent today is also written - Jiang Feiqing.

Last night, Qin Mu was in a state of extreme nervousness.

Early this morning, Qin Mu didn't know why he became more nervous in his heart, and from morning to now, he didn't know how many times he had run the thatched houses.

At this time, he was still involuntarily nervous, his heart was beating faster, his mouth was dry, and he didn't even eat breakfast and ran to Xianmao Square early.

At this time, the disciples of the Martial Cultivation Vein had been waiting for Qin Mu in the square for a long time, and when they saw Qin Mu coming over nervously, everyone was all smiling.

"Haha, isn't the little junior brother scared. Bi Cai teased.

"If my opponent is a beauty like Jiang Feiqing, I'm - it's hard to start!"

"Go, go, with your strength, I'm afraid it's not enough to shine the shoes for Concubine Qing. ”

"I'd like to shine her shoes, by the way—haha. ”

At this moment, Song Chen, Zuo Zongtang and a few disciples walked out from behind a copper tripod, seeing everyone so lively, Song Chen couldn't help but smile and said, "Senior Brother Qin, are you ready?"

Qin Mu didn't speak, his face was full of grievances.

Bi Cai walked to him, looked straight at Qin Mu, suddenly burst out laughing, turned around and smiled at everyone: "Haha, you see, the little junior brother is sweating on his forehead." ”

Everyone laughed, and Song Chen also smiled: "The little junior brother is afraid of seeing beautiful women, haha." ”

Zuo Zongtang frowned, glanced at Qin Mu, saw that he was very nervous, and said with a smile: "Little junior brother, don't be nervous, don't worry, besides, you also participated in a few competitions a few days ago, as long as you play well." ”

Qin Mu nodded slightly.

In fact, in Qin Mu's heart, it was not that he was afraid, but in the dark, in the depths of his mind, he always felt that today was unusual.

Or rather, he had a very strong premonition, or a bad premonition.

It's not that it's a premonition that the competition will fail, but a premonition that something unusual will happen today.

And just as Qin Mu was wandering, Zuo Zongtang gently patted him on the shoulder and motioned for Qin Mu to look at the mountain gate.

"The people from the Hongmeng Hall are here—"

On the stone staircase of the mountain gate, the rainbow light flashed, and when the rainbow disappeared, dozens of fresh and beautiful shadows walked out.

Looking at it, the Taoist shadows presented in front of them are all wearing aqua blue dresses, with long hair hanging down their shoulders, all of them have clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and they are beautiful and immortal.

And inside the mountain gate, above the immortal vastness, all the disciples saw the beautiful women coming, one by one, they were like gluttonous cats, their eyes were round, and they looked like they were salivating.

Dozens of shadows walked slowly, and among this group of women, there was a particularly dazzling girl in red.

This is a proud and noble woman.

The woman bends her waist to move slightly, showing her wrists in a light veil, her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, her eyes are like stars, she is full of charming bones, clear and beautiful, and she is completely a breath that no one can approach, which unconsciously gives people a sense of oppression.

The woman is certainly beautiful, but when everyone sees the red jade silk wrapped around her waist, they are all stunned.

The person who came was none other than Jiang Feiqing, who shocked the audience a few days ago.

Qin Mu looked at Jiang Feiqing's figure, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and said in a low voice: "My opponent today is her, right?"