"The assessment and trial is imminent, in Qingxiao City, who dares to make trouble, arrogant and arrogant on the first day?" the white light poured down, turning into two figures, and the Qingcheng disciple on the left asked coldly.

"The first day is arrogant, to tell the truth, if you are not convinced, you will be convinced. Wei Qingxuan did not have the slightest fear, but looked excited.

"Bold, my Tianjiao brothers and sisters of Qingcheng Dao Sect don't dare to boast of being proud of the first day, you are such a little fart and speak wildly, I Chiyan will teach you to be a man today. The young disciple who had spoken earlier could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and took a step forward, ready to strike at any time.

"Qingcheng Daozong, respect for green, followed by purple, followed by red, red, yellow, see that you are not very old, but also to the deficit generation, there is still a little bit of talent, okay, I will not embarrass you, if you can take my move, I will promote you directly to the red generation. Wei Qingxuan's tender face pretended to be old, and he seemed to be able to carry the Qingcheng disciple in front of him casually.

"I still know a lot about our Qingcheng Dao Sect, but I'm too young, a mouthful of female yellow, look at the sword!" Chi Yan knew that the long flag in the young man's hand was a treasure, and he didn't dare to underestimate it, so he faced the enemy empty-handed.

The people watching the battle were already crowded, three layers inside and three layers outside, and at this moment, when they saw the real Qingcheng disciples making a move, they were all looking forward to it, and they all held their breath, wanting to see what the swordsmanship of Qingcheng Daomen was.

The sword in Chi Yan's hand is not Fan Tie, but the red feather sword that the deficit disciples of the Qingcheng Dao Sect have received uniformly, and at this moment the sword light is released, and the red wings appear in the air, as if the sword has its soul, and the rolling heat wave is coming, and the radius of a hundred meters seems to have become a closed oven, to burn everything.

This terrifying high temperature was just a prelude, the sky was full of fire, and at the same time, there was crimson magma flying down, and the sky above Wei Qingxuan's head seemed to be purgatory, and it was impossible to escape.

"My Qingcheng disciples have never killed innocents indiscriminately, if you are soft at this moment, little guy, drop the long banner in your hand, hold your head in your hands, lie on the ground, and obey the fate. Chi Yan barely controlled the Red Feather Sword, which had already flown into the air, so that it did not completely burst out with earth-shattering killing power.

The disciples of other sects and Tianjiao who were watching the battle were already dumbfounded, but the sword in the hands of a little Qingcheng disciple of the deficit generation was comparable to the fairy sword of the elders of his own sect, and the power of this sword technique was simply covering the sky and covering the sun, which could incinerate all opponents, making people desperate, no wonder the little kid said that the Tianjiao of Qingcheng was the real Tianjiao, and the Tianjiao of other sects was a big difference from the Chiyan in front of him, not to mention those Tianjiao who cultivated and did not care about the world.

"Okay, the Qingcheng disciples are really extraordinary!"

"That's right, the Qingcheng disciple's sword technique is subtle, and the most commendable thing is that he has a righteous spirit, does not bully the weak, and gives this kid a chance to abandon evil and follow good. ”

"This Qingcheng Mountain Gate assessment, I will go all out, the aura of my Da Luomen Tianjiao in the past has faded at this moment, even if it is to become an ordinary Qingcheng disciple, it is not in vain!"

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"Little guy, I can't control the Red Feather Sword, don't be naïve enough to think that a good magic weapon can compete with spells, it's useless if you don't have the power to echo the magic weapon, drop the long banner in your hand and lie down!" Chi Yan reminded again, at this moment, the green tendons on his forehead were already protruding, and he was obviously about to lose control of the Red Feather Sword.

"I don't have the habit of lying down in front of my juniors, but when you can't burn the sky with this move, you are afraid that if you don't hurt the enemy, you will hurt yourself and lose the face of my Qingcheng. Wei Qingxuan still had a calm face, and he didn't know anything about the upcoming firestorm.

Finally, the dark red magma and the sky-high flames converged in pairs, forming a huge flaming long sword, which slashed down in the air.

If the power of this sword is solid, not to mention that the flesh and blood are burned to ashes, even the iron man is afraid that it will turn into dregs.

Some people couldn't help but close their eyes, as if they saw the jumping white young man turned into ashes in the firelight, and died tragically on the spot.

The long flag rises suddenly, the wind breaks the fire wave, it seems to be as thin as a cicada's wings but it blocks the shocking slash of the flame giant sword, not only that, but also has the power to counterattack, against the sky, inverted the sky, in the monstrous fire wave of the long flag dances in the wind, a shake, under the strange rhythm, derived thousands of six-pointed star snowflakes, enveloping the four fields, sweeping away the dullness and scorching heat in the air, cool and cold meaning is just a snap of the fingers, and then it is cold to the bone, making people shiver.

The collision of ice and fire stirred up a thousand waves, and the power was self-evident, not to mention the red flame in the battle, that is, the crowd watching the battle was in a commotion, and they were staggered, retreating again and again, some people were covered with frost, almost ice sculptures, and some people were burned, and their clothes were on fire.

"The blue sky is above, the green city is in the heart, the urgency is like walking, and the water and fire are not invaded!" Chi Yan felt that he was in the double sky of ice and fire, half of his body was in the cold sea water, half in the scorching flames, and the pain was almost unbearable.

Wei Qingxuan was in the middle of the storm, but he was safe and sound, and he couldn't get close to him.

"With the help of the power of Qingtian Huanghuang, the power of water and fire is drunk with the Qingcheng method, and it can be regarded as a timely solution. The young man bowed slightly, as if the senior was pointing out the junior, with a look of appreciation.

"This little brother, be merciful!" Seeing that Chiyan was only unharmed for the time being, but he was still under the siege of the flames and ice, the other Qingcheng disciple couldn't help but shout.

"It's the same lineage, so naturally you won't really make a move, but if you commit the following crimes, you should also be severely punished. The young man who was originally smiling suddenly changed his face, and with a wave of his hand, the flames and ice were mighty, directly hitting Chi Yan's body.

Chi Yan, who was still stubbornly resisting, could withstand such a sudden blow, and fell directly to the ground, half of his body burned black, and half covered with frost.

"Senior brother, senior brother, are you okay!" The other Qingcheng disciple's face changed greatly, and he almost cried bitterly when he pounced on Chi Yan's body.

It's just that when everyone was shocked by Wei Qingxuan's earth-shattering Dao method, a big hand suddenly appeared in the air, directly grabbed Wei Qingxuan, the young man, and then grabbed him and flew away, and then disappeared.

The people watching the war and watching the drama were stunned, they could turn into the magic power of such a captive person, but it was amazing, this must be the first seat or elder of a certain line in Qingcheng, but what is the identity of this kid?

Wei Qingxuan, could it be that he is an inner disciple of Qingcheng, or even a true disciple?

"Ouch, master, what are you doing here? People are having fun, and they finally get out of the customs once, can't they let me have a good time? Every day is cultivation, I am only fifteen, sixteen, seven, or eight years old, I have forgotten how old I am, and I am confused in my cultivation, and I blame you. ”

Wei Qingxuan had already appeared in a large hall at this moment, and there was a huge spirit stone teleportation circle in the center of the hall.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, there is a shocking opportunity in the Jinzhou Spirit Vein Sect, and the green shirt has already been summoned, although you have no opponent among your peers, but once you get out of the green domain, you must not be the peerless opponent of those real great domains and great realms, so this big opportunity, the inheritance in the bronze ancient hall, you must grab it." ”

A white-eyed old man said these words lightly to Wei Qingxuan, and directly threw him into the magic circle.

"Slow, I have something to say, reward some magic weapons to protect yourself......" Before the words fell, the white light flashed, and Wei Qingxuan had already disappeared.

"You stinky boy, you have scraped the master all the poor and white, all of you are magic weapons, and you dare to speak? It's not that you run fast, the master has to shoot you to death, criminal!"

The white-eyed old man angrily shouted and scolded at the empty teleportation circle.

Wei Qingxuan only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he appeared next to a deep pool of clear water, and there was blood-red sand under his feet.

A fishy wind struck, and Wei Qingxuan looked at it intently, a fifty-meter-long black-scaled dragon was entrenched in front of a bronze ancient hall, and its blood-red eyes emitted a terrifying light.

"Sure enough, it's Wei Qingxuan, this Qingxuan Taoist and honest Taoist took advantage of the opportunity in this bronze ancient palace to rise to the top, invincible among their peers, and kill all directions!" Ye Xuan, who was not far away, glanced at Wei Qingxuan, the young man, without any killing intent, and already had a calculation in his heart.