The night was like ink, and the light of the stars and moon was dim.

Penglai Island, a delicate palace, Yu Sen sat on a purple wooden chair, his face was gloomy like water, if someone carefully looked at the wooden chair where Yu Sen was sitting, they would find that the wooden chair glowed with bursts of golden light under the light, and those who looked closely would be horrified, because the material of the purple wooden chair was the extremely precious and rare Venus red sandalwood in the world.

At this time, the two crane-haired old men knelt on the ground trembling and kept begging for mercy.

"Lord, spare us. ”

The two old men had a handful of snot and a handful of tears, and begged bitterly.

Yu Sen snorted coldly, raised his gloomy face to look at the two old men, the cold aura in his eyes was obvious, and said angrily: "Two wastes, you have a lot of experience in the Penglai Sword Sect, and you can be regarded as a little hard work, so you can go to Shura Island to help Long'er's law enforcement team." ”

"Thank you, Lord Island, for the grace of not killing. The two old men got up neatly and thanked them, and disappeared into the palace with a puff of smoke.

Yu Sen looked at the empty palace, his heart was full of anger, in the one-on-one mixed battle during the day, most of the defeated Shura Island disciples were defeated in the hands of the disciples of the Qinglian Sect, and afterwards, Yu Sen found two investigators who he arranged in the square, and there was no result under a question.

Yu Sen looked at the gate of the palace and gritted his teeth, this three-door disciple battle was originally carried out according to his father's plan, his father left the Penglai Sword Sect to go to the East China Sea Dragon Palace, let him preside over the overall situation of the disciple war, and took the opportunity to let the disciples of Shura Island join the disciple war, and strive to bring all the three places of Penglai Pavilion into the Penglai Sword Sect.

Qingxiamen, Qinglianmen, and Qingpingmen are the three major branches of the Penglai Sword Sect, but the internal competition has never stopped, plus the Penglai Sword Sect has three islands and six halls, and the cultivation resources of the famous Penglai Sword Sect are often not distributed, and they are stretched thin every year.

"The owner. ”

Just when Yu Sen was in an irritable mood, Yu Wenzhu suddenly sneaked into the palace.

"Oh, it's you. Yu Sen's face gradually warmed, looked at Yu Wenzhu, and said softly: "It's been two days, and now I think of my cousin." ”

"Cousin, don't be surprised. Yu Wenzhu had a slight smile on his fat face, and said respectfully: "I'm here to sue you for something." ”

"Stop. Yu Sen interrupted Yu Wenzhu, who was about to speak again, looked at Yu Wenzhu playfully, and said, "Let me guess what you want to sue me." ”

Yu Wenzhu smashed his mouth, looked at Yu Sen with a smile, and said with a smile: "Cousin is still so funny." ”

Yu Sen ignored Yu Wenzhu's compliment, and just said lightly: "Is it the information of the five disciples of Qingxiamen who will participate in the promotion battle tomorrow?"

"Cousin, God counts. Yu Wenzhu's expression was exaggerated, and he looked like he had seen a master outside the world.

Yu Sen snorted coldly and said directly: "No need. ”

Yu Wenzhu saw that Yu Sen's face instantly turned from sunny to cloudy, a little bead of sweat appeared on his forehead, wiped his chat random, and said tremblingly: "Cousin, I have more important news to tell you." ”

Say. Yu Sen sat on a wooden chair made of Venus rosewood, his eyes slightly closed.

"Just now I arrested a disciple of the Qinglian Sect, and after strict interrogation, I got an important piece of news. Yu Wenzhu deliberately sold Guanzi, but Yu Sen was silent, he could only continue sourly, and said: "The exercises used by the female disciples of the Qinglian Sect during the day are called Charm Demon Skills. ”

"What?" Hearing the words of the Enchanting Demon Skill, Yu Sen slapped his palm on the wooden chair, his eyes widened angrily, he smiled angrily, and said: "It turned out to be the exercise in Penglai Pavilion, this exercise was originally brought back from the demon clan by the palm sect, but I didn't expect that Han Qing entered Penglai Pavilion ten years ago and chose this exercise." ”

Enchanting demon skill is the top exercise in the fox clan of the small clan of the demon clan, this exercise has no lethality, but it also makes other ethnic groups in the Dongyan Continent frightened, legend, this technique is practiced to the peak When fighting against the enemy, the eyes of the people who have learned it are captivating, and the minds of people are seized, so that the enemy enters a state of ecstasy, which is also known by Yu Sen from Yu Tianqi's mouth.

"Cousin, you know this exercise. Yu Wenzhu looked at Yu Sen's appearance, and his heart jumped suddenly, fortunately, what he said was what the cousin in front of him was interested in, otherwise, he really couldn't eat and walked around.

"Of course I do. ”

Yu Sen's eyes narrowed slightly, with a look of memory on his face, and said: "The charm demon skill was obtained by killing a demon emperor in the demon clan fifty years ago, and it has been idle in Penglai Pavilion for forty years. ”

"How could that fall into the hands of Qinglian Sect?" Yu Wenzhu was puzzled and said.

This is a long story, so I won't go into details, but only she knows how big the price Hanqing has paid. After Yu Senyin said this, he sat back on the purple wooden chair and fell into thought.

"Cousin, since you know the charm demon skill, you must have a way to deal with it, then I won't bother. Yu Wenzhu's eyes rolled, nodded and said this, ready to leave.

"Stop, you tell me the information of the disciples who will participate in the battle of the Qingxia Sect tomorrow, and I will see if any of them have the hope of joining Shura Island. Yu Sen said casually.

The night was gloomy, late at night, Yu Wenzhu walked out of the palace with a smile, he was in a very good mood, from childhood to adulthood, what Yu Sen promised him, never could not be done, after a night of talking, Yu Sen finally promised him that after the disciple battle, he would find a way to leave him in the Penglai Sword Sect.

Mengxia has a short night, and the sky is slightly bright in the early morning.

There were thirty-five young men and girls standing in the square, all carrying long swords, and these were the disciples who were going to participate in the promotion battle today.

Ye Yun looked at a huge round table made of copper and wood, puzzled, not far from him stood the disciples of the Qinglian Sect headed by Han Shuang'er, Han Shuang'er stared at the round table and blinked again and again.

Just when everyone was wondering, Yu Sen and the three door masters slowly walked to the round table, Yu Sen waved his sleeves on the round table, and a green bamboo tube appeared, and there were bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube.

"Okay, now that we're all here, I'll start announcing the rules of today's disciple battle. ”

Yu Sen said while holding the bun on the top of his head, and shouted: "Today, we will draw lots to fight, there are thirty-five bamboo sticks in this bamboo tube, and two bamboo sticks have the same number, that is to say, you can form seventeen groups of battles, and one person will directly advance if he draws the eighteenth number." ”

Yu Sen is also domineering, when he finished talking about the rules in an unquestionable tone, he announced that the disciple war had officially begun, Lu Teng and Han Qing on the side, and Liu Lie glanced at each other, all speechless, who called people's Lao Tzu is the strong man of the Sword Sect, who called other people's Lao Tzu is the head of the Penglai Sword Sect, no matter how much they are dissatisfied in the hearts of the three of them, they can only be buried in the bottom of their hearts.

Then, when I read a person's name, the disciple who was called out stepped forward to draw lots. After a few words, Yu Sen paused for a moment before he began to shout according to the list listed.

"Shura Island, Xie Xun, Ma Wei,...........................。 ”

"Qinglian Gate, Frost, Su Rong,........................。 ”

"Qingpingmen, Lu Zhi, Zhang Ling,...........................。 ”

"Qingxiamen, Wudao, Zhu Heng, Ye Yun, Gao Qiang,.........。 ”

Yu Sen saw that the thirty-five disciples had finished drawing lots one after another, so he shouted: "Use a venue today, I shouted a number, and the disciples who held the number bamboo sticks stepped forward to compete." ”

"One. ”

As soon as Yu Sen's words fell, a disciple of Shura Island walked out of the crowd, this person had brown hair on his head, and he had a sharp tooth appearance, his face was ruddy and white, he was wearing a red robe, but he also looked dignified, he was the second master of Shura Island who participated in the disciple battle this time, the seventh-order swordsman Ma Wei.

At this time, a vacant space had already been vacated in the square, and Ma Wei entered the venue and looked around, but he didn't see another disciple holding a No. 1 bamboo stick entering.

"One. Yu Sen's face was gloomy, and he shouted: "If you don't enter, it will be regarded as a waiver, and Ma Wei will be directly promoted." ”

Ye Yun saw that no one had entered, he casually glanced at the bamboo stick in his hand, which was not tight, and when he saw that Ye Yun was directly stunned in place, the number on the bamboo stick caught him off guard.