"I heard your name." The senior brother who came to Qian Kuai took the initiative to talk before the gong rang.

Xia Qinghou smiled and said, "That's Qinghou's honor." ”

Looking at the formulaic smile on Xia Qinghou's face, as well as the formulaic sentences, this senior brother waved his hand, obviously a little helpless, but a person like him, even if Xia Qinghou has such a cold attitude, he can still talk very hotly.

"Eh, that's not it, three years ago, the competition between Lord Hao Feng and Qinglan Immortal Venerable, I was on the scene, that scene, tsk, junior brother, it's too burning, it's really super burning!!"

Speaking of the back, his volume involuntarily became a lot louder.

The whole person's face turned red, and it was obvious that he was really excited.

On the peak master's seat, Qian Duoduo smiled awkwardly, his eyes glanced towards Qinglan's position, and he saw that Qinglan was obvious, and the insecurity on his face was even heavier.

"This child, hahaha, a little brainless, it is said that when he was born, his head hit the ground, so he is not dead, his father and mother sent him to cultivate immortals, and he is really a seedling of cultivating immortals, and he usually speaks a little out of tune, forgive me, Qinglan Peak Lord."

Qian Duoduofeng said a few words with a smile.

Qinglan glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze and didn't make a sound.

What can he say about the same child?

What's more, he is still a child who has just built a foundation.

Qian Kuailai's voice was very loud, and his voice could be heard in the audience next to him, and the originally quiet audience suddenly began to be lively.

"Ahhh I also watched that one, Lord Hao Feng is too powerful! ”

"Lord Hao Feng is my god!"

"Yes, yes, I'll go, the last sword, still holding the broken sword, I really watched that scene over and over again, I really want to go to Mingyue Peak, it's okay to do miscellaneous labor, I heard that there are few of them."

"Eh, don't think about it, among the twenty-eight immortal peaks, there are no immortal servants in the immortal peaks of Lord Hao Feng."

"Woo woo, Hao Jiujiu, my goddess, I don't know how the goddess is recovering now?"

……

Hearing these words, Qing Lan felt that the smile on his face was about to be unsustainable, the corners of his eyebrows were suddenly raised, and he glared fiercely at where Bai Yi was.

"In charge of the white clothes, the competition can start now, right?"

He said coldly.

Bai Yi glanced at him, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my problem, thank you Qinglan Peak Lord for reminding me." ”

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the arena and thumped the gongs and drums.

"The competition begins."

As soon as these words came out, Qian Kuailai's chattering mouth suddenly closed, and the little fat dun stood there, looking at Xia Qinghou fixedly, the temperament on his body suddenly changed a lot, and then he bowed his hand slightly: "Please give me more advice, Senior Brother Xia." ”

Xia Qinghou returned the salute: "The same is true for junior brother." ”

When the words fell, Qian Kuai took the lead, and his whole body lit up with an earthy yellow halo, and a five-pointed star suddenly appeared on the field, Xia Qinghou could see that this was a simple Yuan Binding Formation.

This junior disciple seems to be an earth-based monk who belongs to the defense department.

Xia Qinghou judged it instantly, but he didn't dodge it, but his body flickered with a light cyan aura, and the breeze floated.

"Senior brother, aren't you hiding?"

When the formation was completed, Qian Kuailai pinched the magic trick in his hand, and ran towards Xia Qinghou's side, although it was a little fat man, but this was a flexible little fat man, and he rushed to the opposite side of Xia Qinghou in an instant.

Xia Qinghou stretched out his hand and grabbed the fist that the kid had hit, and the frequency of the fluctuation of the vitality around him began to increase.

"Your formation is not doing well."

After Xia Qinghou said a word, the other hand that could move quickly pinched, and the formation on the ground began to change, and the earthy yellow halo gradually disappeared, and then it was replaced by a pale green halo.

He tampered with the formation of the money coming soon, and at the same time signaled to the kid in person, what is the Yuan Yuan Formation.

"Holy!" Qian Kuailai burst into a foul mouth, and when he found that his hand was firmly restrained by this Senior Brother Xia, he couldn't break free, he was so angry that his face turned red, and his anger turned the color of pig liver.

When he felt that the formation on the ground was not under his control, it didn't matter if the money came soon, he rushed forward directly, and an iron head hit Xia Qinghou's abdomen, pretending to be three steps away.

Three steps later, the Yuan Binding Array on the ground began to activate, and several green vines rushed out from the table, quickly surrounding Qian Kuailai, and intertwined into a cage at the same time.

During this period, Xia Qinghou did not move except for being knocked back three steps by the sudden impact of the little fat dun.

Qian Kuailai struggled hard in the cage, took out his spirit sword and began to chop these vines, but these vines were made of iron, and they seemed to have no effect, and a sonorous sound could be heard.

It's the sound of iron colliding.

After discovering that the spirit sword didn't work, he took out a lot of lightning strike charms from his storage space, and used them all in one direction, even if it was a small gap, it was good, but the effect was not good.

After the spell didn't work, Qian Kuai used some other props, all of which were useless.

In the end, he was almost exhausted, and he sat on the ground without any image, panting, and he gave Xia Qinghou a thumbs up.

"Senior brother, I'm ...... I threw in the towel."

As these words were spoken, gongs and drums sounded on the white side.

"The competition is over, Sage: Mingyue Peak, Xia Qinghou."

After Bai Yi's words fell, Xia Qinghou's fingers moved slightly, and the cage that trapped Qian Kuailai began to unravel, and those vines began to disperse.

"Senior Brother Qian, I have conceded."

"No, no." Little Fat Dun got up from the ground and threw his hand at Xia Qinghou, "It's Senior Brother who is amazing." ”

Xia Qinghou's competition was easy to win, there was no suspense, and there was nothing particularly eye-catching, except that he could take over the authority of the opponent's formation at once and start to change.

This shows that he is at least very familiar with the structure of the formation.

However, in the end, it is the lowest level of the Yuan Binding Array, which not many people can see.

Xia Qinghou's competition went very smoothly, and then the competition of Xian Ning was the same, he didn't even use his own weapons, he was bare-handed, just relying on his own use of vitality, he punched the opponent out of the field in an instant.

Of course, this also has something to do with the low cultivation of the opponents of the two people.

Until Qinglan's scene, she faced off against Uncle Xu's disciple, Lin Shuangmu.

Both are similar in cultivation.

The other party is also said to be a sword cultivator.

Qinglan stood on the stage and said lightly: "Mingyue Peak, Qinglan." ”

Lin Shuangmu smiled gently: "Shen Yanfeng, Lin Shuangmu, please give me more advice." ”