The next morning, the sun broke through the thin clouds and swayed on the top of Lingshan Mountain.

In the square in the front yard of the Liuyun Sect, the disciples were divided into two queues, and the dense cyan figures made people feel like they were in the midst of ten thousand greens.

And directly opposite the disciples of the Liuyun Sect, there were more than thirty white figures, standing in two rows. They carried ink swords in their hands, and their eyes revealed a sense of pride.

In the middle position, Hua Luo sat in a suit, and behind him were several of his junior disciples. Due to their seniority, the cultivation tower and others were also placed alongside other disciples.

Next to Hua Luo sat a middle-aged man with a slightly fat face, his face was red, and his eyebrows were raised. only makes everyone feel that he is not an easy person to get along with, and there is a feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

He is the contemporary Lack of Moon Sect Sect Sect Master, Weisheng Jianning's father, Weisheng Haotian.

And his "genius son" was on his left, with his nostrils facing the sky proudly.

Hua Luo stood up, cleared his throat and said, "Last night, my Liuyun Sect came to have a distinguished guest. As it was too late, we didn't have time to line up to welcome us. So today, I summoned the disciples of the Liuyun Sect. Here, on behalf of the Liuyun Sect, I welcome the Missing Moon Sect from afar. ”

After speaking, he nodded sideways to Weisheng Haotian, and after the latter returned the salute, he said: "Sect Master Hua is polite, I will wait for you to pass by and come to disturb, there are many disturbances, I really don't want to go." ”

"Hey, the Micro Life Sect Master's words seem too unusual. Your sect is full of talents, and it is really a great honor to be able to come to the sect. Hua Luo is very good at these official words.

Wei Sheng Haotian waved his hand with a smile, and he said, "It's rare to come to your sect, I don't know if you can let my sect disciples see the Liuyun Sword Technique?" ”

"This is naturally fine, it's just that the Sect Master of Microbiology doesn't make fun of us. Hua Luo said.

"How can you make fun of it? Sect Master Hua is too worried, please. Weisheng Haotianpi said with a smile.

Hua Luo thought to herself that she couldn't let them smash the signboard, so she said: "Ziyu, you and a few juniors and disciples dance a set of Liuyun Sword Techniques to teach the Weisheng Sect Master. ”

"Ziyu led the eight junior disciples to say hello to the Weisheng Sect Master, and offered their ugliness. "Gengzi Yuhua Whispering, Xia Nianfeng, Xue Ning, Lu Ren, and the five disciples of the cultivation tower, bowed to Hua Luo and Weisheng Haotian.

Nine people in a row of three-three-one, sword style, moves, moves, change formations, a flow of water, seamless cooperation, can be attacked and defended.

In less than half an hour, they put away their moves and saluted. The queue of the Flowing Cloud Sect let out thunderous applause.

"Well, it really lives up to its name. Weisheng Haotian said.

It looks like a compliment, but there is disdain in his expression.

The same was true for the disciples of the Missing Moon Sect, so someone said, "This flower fist embroidered legs, I'm afraid I can only play with it, right?"

"That's good, it's better to lose your life than to use this sword technique?" said another.

Wei Sheng saw a smile on the corner of Ning's mouth, and everything was under his control.

At this time, the Liuyun Sect from Hua Yu down, all of them looked at the people of the Missing Moon Sect angrily. How can you stand such mocking words?

If it weren't for the supervising senior brothers who stopped them, I'm afraid that their sea of people would have flooded the Missing Moon Sect long ago.

Hua Luo is different, as if he would expect this, he didn't say anything.

"Sect Master Hua, please don't be surprised if the disciple is rude, when I return, I must be disciplined well. Wei Sheng Haotian pretended not to hear when his disciple spoke, and waited for a while before he said that he was an afterthought.

Hua Luo said lightly: "Don't worry, as the disciple of your sect said, our swordsmanship is indeed not on the table." Why don't we send a few disciples from each side to learn from each other and exchange cultivation experiences?"

How could Wei Sheng Haotian not know his thoughts, but he just wanted to embarrass himself? It proved that his Liuyun Sword Technique was not unsightly, at least he could defeat the Missing Moon Sect.

He sneered in his heart and thought, "Do you think I will dare to go to the Upper Cloud Sect without preparation? ”

Wei Sheng Haotian turned his head to look at his son and said, "Did you hear that? Sect Master Hua asked you to learn martial arts with the disciples of the Liuyun Sect, and you still don't thank him for his guidance?"

Wei Sheng Jianning walked up to Hua Luo and said, "Please ask Sect Master Hua for more advice." ”

"Oh, the young sect master is on the scene himself?" Hua Luo said.

The pair of foxes, one old and one young, sang a double reed, and anyone with a discerning eye could see it. Fortunately, I received the news that Situ Jie got from Weisheng Jianning last night, and knew that they would have this trick.

"We each sent three disciples, Sect Master Hua selected the disciples of my sect, and my father selected the disciples of your sect. With this arrangement, I don't know what the Flower Sect has in mind?" Wei Sheng Jianning said.

Hua Luo frowned, this is quite fair. However, there were more than 500 disciples in the Liuyun Sect, and most of them were outer disciples. And there are only a few dozen people in the Missing Moon Sect, I am afraid that they are all strong.

If all the disciples he chooses are outer disciples, he doesn't need to do this at all, and he will definitely lose.

But he was a generation higher than Wei Sheng Jianning, so naturally he would not surrender his identity to refute, so he said: "The young sect master is really deep in your father's true inheritance! ”

The first half of his sentence is also openly praised, and he secretly satirizes that he is as shameless and cunning as Weisheng Haotian.

After negotiating the way of the competition, the first to choose was Weisheng Haotian, and he said: "The little brother from the left in the fourth row of the queue at the back. ”

Hua Luo's heart sank, and sure enough, he still selected an outer disciple. It's not easy to speak, so he pointed to the middle one in the third row of the Missing Moon Sect.

Normally, those with high strength will be in the front, including Weisheng Haotian, and choose the disciples in the back team.

The two sides appeared, saluted the two suzerains, and each raised his sword.

When they gathered their true qi, the size of the dantian lit up made the people of the Liuyun Sect pour a basin of cold water on their heads.

The disciples of the Liuyun Sect are fourfold spiritual senses, and the dantian of the disciples of the Missing Moon Sect is obviously larger, brighter, and more volatile than the former, which is the first spiritual cultivation.

Because when the disciples of the Liuyun Sect saw the other party's cultivation, their confidence had already plummeted, and the gap in strength was added. In less than three moves, he was defeated and left the field.

The disciple of the Liuyun Sect walked back with the support of his fellow disciples, and when he made the first move just now, he was kicked in the chest by the disciple of the Missing Moon Sect, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.

"Good!good!good!" the disciples of the Missing Moon Sect raised their ink swords and applauded in unison. The uniform voice is not believed by anyone if they have not practiced.

Hua Luo's face was not very good-looking, and when his cultivation was so much higher than that of the disciples of the Liuyun Sect, he could win without heavy hands at all. But now that he has seriously injured his disciple, how can he have a good face?

Not far away, on the roof, a man was half-lying and staring at the competition.

The second game began, and this time the flowers were selected first. He picked a disciple of the Missing Moon Sect who was not tall, and Weisheng Haotian seemed to be deliberately targeted, and he picked a taller one.

This is more than swordsmanship, the smaller the one can restrain the taller, after all, flexibility has an advantage.

However, this time Weisheng Haotian missed it, and this tall one was the supervising senior brother of the outer gate.

Although his strength is not as good as Lu Ren's, he has just opened the first spirit, and the disciples of the Missing Moon Sect are also the first spirit.

In this way, it really has to compare the advantages and disadvantages of swordsmanship.

The two sides have been fighting each other for dozens of years, and the supervising senior brother relied on his proficiency in the convection cloud swordsmanship to pull back the disadvantage of lack of flexibility.

The two were inseparable, and Hua Ming's face finally returned to normal, stroking his beard and nodding his head with satisfaction.

"Stop! The hour has come, and the two sides are tied. "The amount is a fallacy for this competition, and the time is calculated on the side. Seeing that the incense of the timekeeping was extinguished, he shouted to stop.

"Sect Master Hua, your sect's disciples have good qualifications!" Wei Sheng Haotian said lightly.

"Each other, what about your sect?" Hua Luo said.

Due to this draw, the temporary lead is still the lack of Yuezong. Weisheng Haotian is smart this time, as the so-called people can't be disfigured. Who knew that this tall man was so proficient in the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique? Judging by his proficiency, he would not be able to practice it in five or six years.

Therefore, this time, he pointed far away and selected a disciple of the Liuyun Sect who didn't seem to be an adult.

He knew that the nine people who danced the sword just now must be the number one in the Liuyun Sect, so he definitely couldn't pick them.

The disciple of the Liuyun Sect walked out with a dumbfounded expression. But looking into the depths of his eyes, you could feel that he had a murderous aura in his eyes.

That's right, Weisheng Haotian is not picky, and he picked Xiao Yang.

When Xiao Yang appeared, the disciples of the Missing Moon Sect were happy. I'm afraid this young man doesn't have three levels of spiritual sense, and this time the Flowing Cloud Sect will be embarrassed.

Hua Luo unconsciously smiled at the corner of her mouth, and just wanted to choose, but was interrupted by someone.

"Sect Master Hua, can you let me compete with him?" When Wei Sheng saw Ning seeing Xiao Yang come out, a monstrous hatred welled up in his heart.

It was he and that person who humiliated themselves and let themselves lie down for a few days.

"Oh, the young sect major is a high and strong cultivator, aren't you afraid that I will say that you are bullying the weak?" If something happened to Xiao Yang, it would be difficult for him to explain it to Shen Shifang.

"Sect Master Hua, I have cultivated to the Primordial Spirit Dual, I can let one hand, how about it?" Wei Sheng Jianning said.

He hadn't seen Xiao Yang make a move, but he thought to himself that he was not very old, and his cultivation should not be strong.

"In that case, let me ask him if he agrees?" Hua Luo said.

So he waved his hand to let Xiao Yang come up, and the latter walked over with a blank appearance, saluted and said, "Sect Master." ”

"Liyang, the young sect master of the Missing Moon Sect wants to learn from you, but he has cultivated to have a primordial spirit double, let you be single-handed, can you agree?" Hua Luo said solemnly.

Xiao Yang glanced at him, and saw Wei Sheng's ill-intentioned expression, so he said disdainfully: "No need, even if you go all out, I'm afraid that after winning someone for a while, I will say that I will take advantage of him." ”

"Okay, in that case, you guys will stop. Hua Luo said.

Xiao Yang snorted and strode down.

(End of chapter)