The peerless supernatural power of the Sword Pointing Sect 'Past Mirror Water Technique', known as the heaven-level supernatural power in the Great Divine Technique, was useless.

His face turned iron blue and iron blue, which was a supreme master who used the means of reaching the sky to cover up the time.

This kind of person infiltrated the Sword Sect, it was no longer something he could handle and could handle, let alone blame Zhong Chengtian.

But Zhong Chengtian killed and killed, of course he would not admit his mistake.

"Dong Yi ---"

"The disciple is here. ”

"Zhong Chengtian committed a mistake and was killed by me, you temporarily replace the responsibility of the president of the Sixth Academy, and wait for me to report to the top before appointing. ”

"Yes, thank you, Senior Brother Pei. Dong Yi was ecstatic.

"Let's disperse," the surnamed Pei was listless, waved his hand to signal everyone to disperse, and hurriedly went back to report the matter here to Zhou Wenyu.

The crowd was gradually dispersed, and Huang Zheng looked at Zhong Chengtian's corpse, and suddenly felt that he was very pitiful.

When he met himself, he was extremely majestic, and he didn't even look at himself, the kind of look that was high up and no one in his eyes made Huang Zheng remember it vividly.

But in the eyes of the master of qi cultivation, he is a pig and dog, a little person who can be killed at any time.

"What do you see? You, you, you two disposed of his body. ”

The crowd around avoided it, only Huang Zheng and Chen Yu were still standing there in a daze.

Huang Zheng is thinking about his thoughts, and Chen Yu is thinking about Huang Zheng's thoughts.

Then, Dong Yi called their names.

Dong Yi stepped forward himself, took Zhong Chengtian's storage bag, and then asked Huang Zheng and Chen Yu to dispose of Zhong Chengtian's body.

Beast. Chen Yu scolded him secretly, glanced at Huang Zheng, stepped forward, lifted Zhong Chengtian and walked away.

This Dong Yi was sent at the same time as Zhong Chengtian, Zhong Chengtian was the head of the hospital, and he was made a petty official and responsible for distributing things, but he didn't expect that as soon as Zhong Chengtian died, he even asked others to deal with the corpse.

The two carried the corpse silently all the way, and Chen Yu had a lot of things to ask Huang Zheng, but he didn't dare to ask.

It was Huang Zheng who spoke first: "Seven days later, it will be the Sword Meeting, Senior Brother Chen, you have participated in the Sword Meeting, is there anything you should pay attention to?"

"Ugh"

Chen Yu thought for a moment: "It's best not to slaughter the same sect inside, unless you can avoid the detection of the past mirror technique like just now." ”

Huang Zheng was stunned, what do you mean? Is it a friendly reminder? He couldn't laugh or cry a little: "Huang Zheng has just arrived, in the early stage of bone refining, everything is fine if he doesn't offend his fellow disciples, and he dares to slaughter his fellow disciples there." ”

Chen Yu also smiled bitterly, shook his head and stopped talking.

After returning to his dormitory, Huang Zheng continued to retreat, concentrating on cultivating his various supernatural powers, continuing to take twenty pills of Xuanqi Pill every day, waiting for the arrival of the Sword Pointing Conference.

At present, the sect only distributes a hundred medium-grade Xuanqi pills every month. He used up twenty pills a day, and he used them up in five days, but fortunately, Prince Yu gave him a thousand, which was enough for him to support for a while, plus this time he killed three people, and got more than five hundred pills, and the middle-grade Xuanqi Pill in his body already had one thousand five hundred pills.

It sounds like a lot, but it's not enough for him for a few months, and after this sword tournament, he plans to find a way to make money.

Time, in a blink of an eye, is the seventh day.

At noon that day, Huang Zhengzheng closed his eyes and practiced supernatural powers in bed, taking the Xuanqi Pill.

Yijiu was a variety of gods and demons taking turns to fight, and each one flashed in his divine thoughts, all illusory.

Take it with the last pill of the medium-grade Xuanqi Pill.

Suddenly, I felt a faint pain in the index finger of my left hand.

A good sign? Huang Zheng felt the progress of the Demon Killing Knife with one finger.

Brush, a golden energy flowed from his body to his left index finger, and a new knife formed in his finger.

Now, you can send three knives at once.

One of his knives is like a high-grade magic weapon, three knives in a row, even if it is a master of qi cultivation, it can't be hard-connected.

At this time, there was another knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Huang Zheng went out to open the door.

"Senior Brother Huang Zheng, right?"

"My name is Wang Han, this name is Wei Yingjie, we are all newcomers this year, I heard that Senior Brother Huang is also a newcomer, the sword conference has begun, we are going to gather in front. ”

It turned out that I was asked to gather, Huang Zheng smiled, quickly communicated with them enthusiastically, and then went out together.

In the distance, the new head of the hospital, Dong Yi, was waiting for them.

With his identity, of course, he would not come to call Huang Zheng in person.

However, now his face was very unpleasant: "You are Huang Zheng, Huang Zheng of the Great Chu Dynasty?"

He finally knew who Huang Zheng was, killed their Dong family's cousin, and even Dong Xin disappeared.

"Yes, courtyard master, what's wrong?" Huang Zheng asked knowingly, pretending.

"Nothing, good, good, let's go. "At today's Sword Ordering Conference, Dong Yi has no excuse to sanction him, and when he comes back, there is a chance to engage him.

Dong Yi took them to the square of the day, on the square, the newcomers from the first courtyard to the tenth courtyard of Qingyufeng were there, a total of thirty-two people, everyone stood together and watched each other.

A bone-refining stage mystic priest motioned for them to stand closer.

"Wait for the meeting, it is the sword conference, it is a dragon or a snake, once the conference passes, it will naturally be known, but in the sword conference, you must remember that you must not kill each other, if anyone sees that the same door gets a good sword, and has evil thoughts in their hearts, they want to take the sword and kill people---"

When he said this, his eyes became very fierce, and he looked at the more than thirty people below one by one.

Everyone subconsciously lowered their heads in fear one by one, and Huang Zheng's face was even more frightened, looking like a timid little person who had just entered the Xuanmen.

"Unless you have supernatural powers and can hide from my sect's psychic masters, otherwise, as long as you find out, not only will you regret it, but even the nine secular clans will be punished------ have you heard it. ”

"Yes, brother. The answer was weak.

"Be louder, I can't hear you. ”

"Yes, brother. ”

"Hmm" The man nodded with satisfaction: "When there will be a supreme master I will send to open up the teleportation space, you will enter in turn, each by chance, but remember, the time is only three days, and it will be transmitted automatically when the three days arrive, so don't waste time in front." ”

Next, he focused on some points to pay attention to, and he didn't finish talking about it yet.

Brush, a white light in the void, as thick as a zhang, like a giant dragon falling from the sky, on the square, immediately appeared a two-person high white light gate.

"Come in, one step later, it's the Dianjian Mountain I sent. ”

Everyone was full of excitement one by one, stepping into this symbol of the Sword Pointing Sect, Dianjian Mountain, whether it was a dragon or a snake, and they knew it three days later.

Brush, Huang Zheng stepped forward, as if through a century, the white light flashed in front of him, and after five breaths, it seemed that he had passed through countless mysterious spaces, and finally his eyes lit up, standing on a magical mountain.

The whole body of this mountain is black, cold and cold, tall and infinite, wide and infinite, the whole mountain, like a huge piece of metal, there are no flowers and trees on it, only a sword that shines with a sharp edge.

Dense long swords appeared in front of Huang Zheng, and between each sword, there was about a foot of space, enough for the Xuan scholars to walk in it.

This is the Dianjian Mountain of the Dianjian Sect, an artifact handed down by the ancient gods and demons, also known as the Mountain of Ten Thousand Swords.

There are a total of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine swords on the mountain, and no matter how many are taken, they will take the initiative to maintain such a number, which has not changed for tens of thousands of years.

Huang Zheng looked around first, there was no one in the same door wherever his divine thoughts could sweep, this point of sword mountain looked like tens of thousands of zhang square, and there were thousands of newcomers to the sword sect today, why couldn't he see people?

Looking at the sword again, every sword inserted in the mountain now can't see what quality it is, and you don't know what quality it is until you pull it out and take it in your hand.

If you are lucky, you will get a treasure weapon, and if you are unlucky, you will get a magic weapon.

Only people with the best luck and supreme genius can get the spiritual weapon.

Since the opening of the Sword Pointing Sect, no more than three people have obtained spiritual weapons.

Well, there are three days, no hurry, Huang Zheng thought about it and walked forward.

Many of the people who came in were like him, they were not in a hurry to take it first, and if they saw someone getting the treasure, they would have the opportunity to kill people and seize the treasure.

The same door said fiercely outside, but this kind of murder and treasure snatching still happens every year, and there are still people who don't believe that the sect can find out, in this world, there is no shortage of all kinds of brave people, for the treasure to kill people and seize treasures, many people dare to take risks, in case they can't find out, then one step to the sky.

Huang Zheng is also this kind of person, he can't commit a treasure weapon, if he has a spiritual weapon, he will immediately seize the treasure and kill people.

After taking a few steps forward, you can already see the same door.

During the period of divine power and bone refining, all kinds of newcomers appeared in Huang Zheng's eyes.

After everyone meets, their first reaction is to look at each other's hands.

"Hell, mine is a magic weapon? Fuck. "Not far from the side, a divine power mystic monk pulled it out and saw that it was actually a magic weapon.

When he threw it on the ground, he picked up another handful on the side.

Hahaha, there are people laughing around: "Everyone, you can only pull out a handful, it's useless." ”

The man's face changed greatly, but he didn't seem to believe it, "Huo" He shouted loudly, and used all his strength on his hands, but sure enough, everyone could only pull it out once, no matter how hard he tried, the sword did not move at all.

Hey, the man shook his head, picked up the magic weapon on the ground again, and walked away very sadly.

"Grandma's, every sword here is exactly the same, how do you know if it's a treasure or a magic weapon?" someone muttered to himself.

"Nonsense, otherwise how can you call it luck?"

"Will the top of the mountain be better?"

"I don't know, but there are the most people on the top of the mountain, so it's not interesting. ”

Huang Zheng listened to what they said, and few people drew their swords now, and they seemed to be waiting for three days.

Hey, what about Ruan Suxue? Didn't she want to come in and get a high-grade spirit weapon sword? She was so sure, and then what secret methods did she have?

How did she get in?

Huang Zheng thought of Ruan Suxue, and suddenly felt a familiar aura coming from a distance.

Who is it? The Sword Sect is so familiar with me?

Item Departure?

It was indeed Xiang Li.

"Huang Zheng, I finally found you, hahaha. "Xiang Li hasn't seen him for seven days, and it seems that his skills have increased greatly, and he is even stronger than last time.

What kind of evil magic power did he practice? Progress faster than me? Huang Zheng felt that Xiang Li was very strange.

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