() All four of them possessed an amazing talent and an outstanding immortality, which could not be compared to a group of lucky people like them. Therefore, each of them wanted to quit knowingly, and even Luo Tianyang's face became grim.

He had just entered the Golden Immortal, and his cultivation had not yet been stabilized, even if it was a battle of the same class, was he sure that he would be able to defeat or gain the approval of any of the four of them?

Seeing that the disciples in the audience were like eggplants after frosting, Mu Yunqi also understood that today's inner disciple selection competition was completely wasted.

He wanted to change two disciples, but the four disciples were selected by him himself, and he really didn't want to regret it for the sake of face.

"Interesting!" Nangong Quan, who was originally leaning on the back of a wide chair with Erlang's legs crossed, was interested, and his neck stretched out.

"Oh, the Third Elder is afraid that one of your few disciples will be snatched away by the Tianqian Sect!" Sikong Yi said with a word, and teased with Nangong Quan.

"Cut, I'll be afraid of him?Who doesn't know that my Nangong Quan loves his disciples like his own children, are they willing to leave me?" Nangong Quan glared at Sikong Yi with disdain, and the two elders pinched back and forth on the chair.

Mu Yunqi was upset, and he was even more in no mood to deal with these two guys who fell into the well.

"Since the will of heaven is like this, the deity is really not easy to disobey, and all the disciples can do what they can and do their best. Mu Yunqi attributed all this to providence, but he didn't seem to pay for it.

The long incense stick he lit seemed to taunt him mercilessly, and soon it was already a sixth of it.

The disciples in the audience still look at me, I look at you, no one is willing to be a bird, they all stared at the incense, watching it slowly turn red and then gray, and then turn into incense ash and fall down.

"Isn't anyone willing to come on stage to challenge?" Mu Yunqi was a little disappointed, he pretended to be calm and sat on the chair, looking at the disciples in the audience majestically.

Although very few people have been able to pass this selection in the past, there will always be dozens of disciples who will come to the stage to give it a try. If no one comes to power this year, won't the selection of this inner disciple become a joke like the touchstone trial?

Could it be that the disciples of the Tianshan Sect are really inferior to the next generation? Mu Yunqi disagreed, at least in his heart he didn't want to admit it.

As time passed minute by minute, Mu Yunqi's heart was dripping blood, his face became more and more unbearable, and he even wanted to stand up and end this farce as soon as possible.

The incense has burned a quarter.

"Damn, I've waited for three years, I've practiced for three years, isn't it just for today?

Disciple, I also want to see if I have grown!"

Just when Mu Yunqi couldn't hold it back, a disciple in Tsing Yi jumped up from the crowd and slowly landed on the yellow-brown stone platform.

"Xiao Qian, a disciple of the Great Elder, has come to ask the fourth senior brother for advice, and I hope that the senior brother will not hesitate to give advice. "This disciple is six feet tall, not too tall or short, his face is a little dark, his facial features are mediocre, and he looks extraordinarily honest.

He held the silver sword in his hand and bowed to Chen Yifan.

"Okay! have guts!" Mu Yunqi's face finally showed a smile of relief.

"Come on, Senior Brother Xiao Qian!"

"Senior Brother Xiao Qian, come on!"

Even Luo Qingshui and Yan Qingcheng couldn't help but cheer him up.

Because he was the first to come to the stage, carrying the hopes of all the disciples.

"Okay, I accept your challenge. Chen Yifan stepped out, and under the mask, he only had a pair of unpredictable eyes.

He slowly landed two feet in front of Xiao Qian, looking at the true qi agitated by Xiao Qian.

"Is it the Tribulation Period? In the next second, Chen Yifan's body surged with dark golden true qi, which was no different from that Xiao Qian, and he suppressed his strength in the Tribulation Period.

This Xiao Qian is a little clever, he feels that Chen Yifan has just started, his cultivation is still unstable, and his mastery of the mind has just begun. Therefore, under the same class, he felt that he had the strength to fight, because Chen Yifan, who had the same strength as him, could not control all the flying knives, and there were only two at most. Bai Si didn't echo them, but said in a low voice.

"Huh, then what are his chances of winning?" Luo Qingshui heard Bai Si's words and turned his head to look at him.

Bai Si shook his head slowly, "But he miscalculated, judging from the battle between Chen Yifan and Ji Yunchang, he is already very proficient in mastering the sword technique, and he can do it so much in half a day, this Chen Yifan is definitely not very human." ”

Under his words, even Luo Tianyang couldn't help but nodded.

"As long as you can get a foot closer to me, even if you win!" Chen Yifan in the ring suddenly shouted.

As soon as his words fell, there were a lot of sighs in the audience, they didn't expect that this Chen Yifan, who had just become an inner disciple, would be so rampant.

But they know that he definitely has this arrogant capital.

"Okay, then please ask my senior brother for advice. Xiao Qian didn't care about Chen Yifan's words, the silver sword in his hand brushed out of the sheath

, stabbed towards Chen Yifan's chest, he wanted to try Chen Yifan's depth first.

The selection competition of the inner disciples did not prepare an unedged short sword, so Chen Yifan had to use his own short sword.

Looking at Xiao Qian who was rushing towards him, Chen Yifan raised his fingers, and two short knives flew out from behind him, flipped around in the air, and the back of the knife flew towards Xiao Qian.

The corners of Xiao Qian's mouth suddenly showed a smile, and sure enough, it was in his arms, Chen Yifan, who was under the same class, could only control two flying knives, but he underestimated the power of this fairy knife.

"Smack. With a bang, the first flying knife hit the sword in Xiao Qian's hand, but the strength of the back of the knife was enough to make his sword lose its crosshair.

Xiao Qian felt that the sword in his hand was being pulled alive, and he stabbed into the distance uncontrollably, and his figure was not yet stable.

"Smack!" There was another crisp sound, and the second flying knife fell from the sky and hit the blade in Xiao Qian's hand. He only felt that the sword in his hand became as if it was ten thousand pounds, and stabbed it on the ground fiercely, and even knocked a small fragment on the stone ground.

"Come again!" Xiao Qian didn't admit defeat, he turned his head to look at Chen Yifan who was two feet away, the distance between him and Chen Yifan was always two feet, and he never shrank an inch.

As soon as he finished speaking, two throwing knives fell from the sky again, only this time they were not defensive, but turned to attack.

As soon as Xiao Qian raised his sword again, he had to get tired of dealing with these two flying knives.

During the battle, the flying knife grazed Xiao Qian's sleeve more than once, but fortunately, it was the back of the knife, so it did not tear his clothes.

But as the current situation continues, Xiao Qian's distance from Chen Yifan is getting farther and farther away, from two zhang to three zhang, and his body is moving towards the bottom of the ring.

As long as he falls out of the ring, it means that he has failed the challenge.

While dealing with the flying knives in front of him, Xiao Qian thought that he was going to break through the cauldron and defeat these two flying knives, break through Chen Yifan's barrier, and then attack his side.

"Youlong Style!" he shouted, and all the true qi on his body condensed on the sword.

"Wow!", the silver sword suddenly exploded in an instant. The two flying knives were really shaken apart in Xiao Qian's shouting, and he spun the sword in his hand and forced it towards Chen Yifan again.

Everyone thought that this would be a turning point, they looked at Xiao Qian intently, they thought that Xiao Qian was going to succeed.

If he succeeds, then there will be more people on stage to challenge him later!