The eighty-four disciples of Tianzhu Peak, a group of twelve disciples, divided into seven paths, and walked towards the martial arts arena from the first to seventh orders of the Condensation Qi Realm.

They were so arrogant and self-contained, that they did not have any verbal communication with the rest of the disciples.

Even if he casually glanced at the rest of his peers, as if he hadn't seen it, his gaze slid straight over.

The disciples were also silent, knowing that these descendants were not easy to mess with, and they were the most perverted existence in the sect.

Against them, you don't know how to die unless you have nine lives.

Yan Yun's gaze swept over the group of old ancestor disciples sitting in front of him, and the thread of warp and weft in his eyes suddenly appeared, sweeping over the cultivation dantian.

The corners of his lips twitched, and his heart was unwavering.

"Senior Brother Yanyun, I really lost my eyes in the Ancestral Hall that day, and I didn't want Senior Brother to win six consecutive victories."

Behind Yan Yun, Tian He, the dealer, finally appeared.

Yan Yun shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and said with a wry smile: "Senior brother, why make fun of you, the previous six competitions were all plays, and today is the main appearance, and the next is just a sparring partner." ”

Tian He laughed and said, "It's good that Senior Brother knows." ”

Yan Yun showed a look of dissatisfaction and said, "I don't know if Senior Brother has ever participated in the competition of the Spirit Snatching Society, and I heard that any disciple of the Four Elephant Peak will participate in the competition, and there is no need for the competition within the sect. ”

Tian He shook his head and said: "This is a false rumor, if the disciples of the Four Elephant Peaks want to participate in the real soul snatching meeting, they still need to pass the level of the ancestors and descendants, but they don't get to the front of the stage, usually the disciples of the Four Elephants Peak send out a challenge, compete in the Tianzhu Peak, and if they win, they can enter the ancestor lineage." ”

"And such a good thing? Who does the senior brother plan to challenge in the same rank? ”

"Haha, senior brother doesn't need to be excited, he won't be bored in the future."

"I knew that this was the case, in the sixth competition, I would sell a flaw in the next game, and if I lost, I didn't need to be a sparring partner for my ancestors."

"Senior brother's supernatural powers are amazing, maybe he can defeat the ancestor lineage?"

"Even the senior brother is reluctant to challenge, why do you have such high hopes for Zaixia?" Yan Yun sighed and said, "Senior brother is not kind, I should have told him as soon as possible." ”

"Senior brother has won six consecutive victories before, and he has made a lot of money from betting, so he can't stop his financial luck in the future."

"Come on."

"By the way, do you want to raise?" Tian He smiled and said in his ear, "The odds of Senior Brother and Senior Brother Gong Zheng are one to twenty, even if Senior Brother adds a spirit stone, if he wins, he can get twenty spirit stones, and even if he draws out the commission given to him, he can also get nineteen spirit stones, this business is promising." ”

"Senior brother wants to harm me?"

"Hey, this is a bad statement, I just think that Senior Brother can win six consecutive victories, maybe he can beat Senior Brother Gong Zheng down."

"Come less, luck may not always be there, I don't want to be stupid."

"Senior brother is too unconfident, with senior brother's previous performance, he may not be inferior to Senior Brother Gong Zheng."

"Yes, Senior Brother said this, I really believe it, otherwise, I will add a spirit stone?"

"Why should Senior Brother be so stingy?" Tian He smiled, "Senior brother has won six games in a row, and he hasn't used the bow and arrow on his back, so he obviously has spare strength." ”

"You say these two pieces of broken copper and iron? This is the same guy I used when I was mortal, used to bluff people. ”

"Haha, senior brother is very clever, but it's still too little to bet on a spirit stone."

"Senior brother, what do you think are the odds of winning?"

"Thirty percent."

"Can't do more?"

"Can't!"

"Then the senior brother still persuaded me to raise?"

"As the saying goes, the world is unpredictable, what if the senior brother wins?"

"Since Senior Brother is so optimistic, I can't refute Senior Brother's love, so I bet two thousand spirit stones."

As soon as these words came out, Tian He was shocked.

According to the odds, once Yan Yun wins, he will be able to get tens of thousands of spirit stones.

Similarly, two thousand spirit stones are not a small amount for a Qi Condensation Realm cultivator, and once they lose, they are extremely unworthy.

What surprised Tian He even more was that Ji Zhao and Yuan Tai each took 100 spirit stones to bet on themselves to lose, and at the same time took 500 spirit stones to bet on Yan Yun to win, and Qing Cicada bet all 600 spirit stones on Yan Yun to win.

Yan Yun bet two thousand spirit stones, how much is the courage to be in front of the enemy, and the other three are not afraid of losing their pants if they bet like this?

Perhaps it was the courage shown by the four of them that stimulated Tian He's interest, and said: "Since the four of them are sure that Senior Brother Yanyun can win, they will also make a bet on the courage, two thousand spirit stones, bet on you to win!" ”

After Tian He finished speaking, he really took out two thousand spirit stones and threw them to the monks in the sect under his command.

Yan Yun said: "Senior brother's eyes are like torches, and he will not disappoint senior brother." ”

Tian He said: "Hey, it's not cost-effective, my two thousand spirit stones have been lost." ”

This Tian He is also a master who likes to raise the bar, and he always has to sing against Yan Yun in reverse, and when he got up to leave, he shook his head to himself.

The communication between the two is full of tacit understanding between friends.

"Hehe, this person is interesting...... "Qing Cicada laughed.

"Interesting friend indeed." Ji Zhao agreed.

Yan Yun sighed in his heart, his three senior brothers, under the protection of Yu Zhenzi, have not experienced much of the sinister world after all, Tian He's origin is unknown, and he suddenly appeared here, who dares to guarantee that he is not spying on Gong Zheng of Tianzhu Peak?

In Yan Yun's view, only friends who have experienced life and death together are true brothers, just like the sergeants under his command when he was in Longtou Pass, they can trust each other with their lives.

And in this Nanshan Sect, the only people he can trust are the three senior brothers Qingchan, Yuantai, and Jizhao, the four of them are not only from the same sect, but also have experienced the bloody storm of Lianyunzhai and escaped death when chasing the monks of the Mengling Sect to the Xiqiang region.

At this time, Liao Sheng, a Juyuan Realm monk sitting on the high platform in the center, stood up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the descendants of the ancestor have already entered, and the selection within the sect has reached the most critical time, I hope that all the disciples will rise to the challenge and select the real winning disciples for the sect!"

"As we all know, if there is a disciple who is better than the descendants of the ancestor, he can get an additional reward from the sect, and this reward can be chosen by the winning disciple, and the reward is not ungenerous!" Liao Sheng spoke faster, and said excitedly, "Tianxingjian, the gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement, I hope that all the participating disciples will go all out, follow the way of heaven, work hard, and make great contributions to my Nanshan Sect!" ”

When Yan Yun heard this, his heart was even more moved, if he could defeat Gong Zheng and obtain the secret method of refining and summoning the stone spirit rune, his combat power would increase exponentially.

"The seventh game of this Soul Snatching Society's internal selection tournament begins!"

With a wave of Liao Sheng's hand, the most intense and exciting competition in the Nanshan Sect's Soul Snatching Society Sect selection competition began!

This time, Ji Zhao and Yuan Tai were both ranked in front of Yan Yun again.

Playing against Ji Zhao was a female disciple of Tianzhu Peak, and the two were evenly matched, and the fight was difficult to solve.

When the female disciple released a white-haired wolf in the spirit beast bag to help, Ji Zhao immediately admitted defeat and withdrew from the battle unharmed.

Yuantai's opponent was actually a monkey man, which made his heart beat a drum.

He was already a little jealous of Ji Zhao, and when he met another one, his confidence was still insufficient, and after only nine rounds, he was kicked to the ground by the opponent.

Yuantai was also quite single, and immediately shouted to admit defeat.

The two matches were far from satisfying the audience, and there was boos in the stadium.

Ji Zhao and Yuan Tai acted according to Yan Yun's instructions, ignoring Zhu Xiu's ridicule.

When Yan Yun ended up in the last battle of the seventh order of the Qi Condensation Realm, it was probably because Zhu Xiu had seen that the auspicious Zhao Yuantai in their group was not satisfactory before, and he actually mocked him wantonly.

"Hey, your two accomplices are like that dick, don't struggle, admit defeat early, don't hinder this Dao Master from getting the spirit stone!"

"Brother, Senior Brother Gong Zheng is a first-class ruthless person among the seventh-order cultivators of the Heavenly Pillar Peak Condensation Qi Realm, be careful, but other people's heads will fall to the ground!"

"Hey, how can an ordinary disciple be better than the Heavenly Pillar Peak Ancestor lineage......

“……”

The last competition of the seventh-order disciples of the Condensation Realm was destined to be eye-catching.

Not only were the Condensation Realm monks in an uproar, but the Spirit Platform Realm monks in the center stand also set their eyes on this side.

"Senior Brother Yanhe, do you want to make a bet?" It was Haruma who asked.

"I wonder how my brother wants to gamble?" Yanhe could only smile and laugh.

"Ten thousand spirit stones, if your disciple wins, it will be yours." Kuma said.

"Senior brother is too much to think of the disciple......s," although Yanhe scolded secretly in his heart, he still had to bargain first.

"Hmph, it's just a bargain with my junior brother, why can't I afford to talk about it?" Kuma was displeased.

"Just for the sake of a low-level disciple's win or loss, if you can make your senior brother bet with 10,000 spirit stones, doesn't you look down on my disciple?" Yan He Mian replied, "It's better not to gamble, no matter how capable my disciple is, it can't be the opponent of the ancestors and descendants." ”

When the Zhuling Tai Realm monk saw the fighting method of Gu Mo and Yan He, he just smiled and said nothing.

Liao Sheng sat cross-legged on the top of the cultivators, his sharp gaze swept over the group of Lingtai Realm monks, and he couldn't help frowning.

In his opinion, before the victory or defeat was scored, these Lingtai Realm monks under the seat had already preconceived that the descendants of the ancestors would win, and they were somewhat inflammatory.

That's fine, the key is that Zhu Xiu's eyesight is quite disappointing to him.

Yan Yun won six games in a row, it was no fluke, and he only fought back when he was about to lose in each game, it seemed to be a coincidence, but there were many coincidences, so it was worth playing.

At the critical moment when the two sides were fighting, Yan Yun could still handle it just right, which could only show that his strength was far above the previous six disciples.

Moreover, when Yan Yun took advantage of the unpreparedness to take down the summoning stone spirit talisman in Luo Fu's hand, he did not escape Liao Sheng's divine sense, but in the next five competitions, Yan Yun never used it, which is enough to show his strength.

What made Liao Sheng even more puzzling was Yan He's attitude, he didn't know much about his proud protégé, obviously there was not much intersection between master and apprentice, but Fan Yan He knew more about Yan Yun, and he would not avoid it when Gu Mo made a bet, but decided that his disciple had a higher chance of winning.

Therefore, when Liao Sheng's gaze turned to Yanhe, who was smiling all over his face, he snorted coldly at the end of his nose.

"Seventh-order disciple of the Condensation Qi Realm, Gong Zheng Yanyun enters!"

As soon as the shouting fell, Yan Yun stood up from his seat and did not jump on the stage as usual, but walked towards the competition hall step by step.

This time, he did not put his bow and arrows on his body again, but only carried the spear of punishment, the tip of which touched the ground, and drew a clear straight line on the ground.

There are about thirty steps from the stands to the test field, Yan Yun takes every step, the momentum rises to a stage, when he stands in the test field, the whole person is like a sword about to be unsheathed, just waiting for an order!

"It's kind of interesting." The corners of Liao Sheng's lips showed a smile.