"Shen Fan. "The young man who came was more serious about the Xuanyun Sect than Cheng Ming, but that arrogance was difficult to erase.

"Song Qingfeng. Fan Wu saw a senior brother behind the peak master of the Sword Peak walking forward.

It can be seen that none of these purple-clothed senior brothers have an opinion.

Fan Wu looked at the number of people around him and secretly thought, if the top ten two major sects were all here to get the quota of the Xuanyun Sect, then there were eleven purple-clothed disciples on the other side, and there were only eight purple-clothed disciples in the sect.

If the other party insists on being more serious, our eight new purple-clothed disciples will have to make a move, and the gap in cultivation is too obvious, and it is inevitable that we will lose some places.

Fan Wu groaned to himself, and naturally put himself in the position of Xuanyun Sect.

Uh, I won't stay in Xuanyun Sect for the rest of my life, I'm originally learning things, why worry about so much?

Fan Wu thought helplessly, and then looked at the battle between the two sides indifferently, but the worry and anxiety in his heart not only did not decrease, but also gradually increased as Song Qingfeng retreated.

In the circle, Song Qingfeng held a sword in both hands, and he was fighting with Shen Fan, which was extremely lively.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that Song Qingfeng holds the sword with both hands, the big sword is as wide and big as a person, and the moves are wide open and closed, which is not suitable for close combat at all.

On the other hand, the young man named Shen Fan is not very old, but his aura is restrained, his hands are as tough as brass, and he deceives him as soon as he makes a move, and he has always refused to distance himself.

This is to see Song Qingfeng refining the way of the sword, and his cultivation is on this big sword, bullying him for not being flexible enough.

The control of the distance basically controlled the whole court, and Song Qingfeng could only block left and right, completely relying on basic fighting skills to block the opponent.

"Hey, taste the power of my palm," Shen Fan smiled and shouted, "Hit the mountain." ”

Fan Wu and the others were stunned.

I saw Shen Fan's figure flashing, and he made a false move at Song Qingfeng's face, Song Qingfeng subconsciously erected his big sword and resisted it with the sword body, but he might as well the palm wind on his back suddenly attacked, and it was too late to resist with the big sword.

Song Qingfeng panicked and helplessly turned sideways with all his strength.

This move ended up avoiding the back of the heart, but not the shoulder.

"Ah.....h

The shoulder seemed to be hit by a mountain, Song Qingfeng's shoulder was crooked, he couldn't help but let go, his left hand let go of the big sword, even though his right hand held the hilt of the sword, he couldn't lift it, dragging the big sword and the left arm that hung down weakly, and was hit out of the battle range by this palm.

The sword slashed across the ground, leaving a screeching sound and sparks along the way.

Fan Wu suddenly felt a wave of anger in her chest, perhaps because she was used to it, and she felt that the disciples of the outer sects on the opposite side were gloating in their eyes.

Xu Huang, the senior brother on Fan Wu's side, and Wang Xianjiu, the senior brother of Xiangfeng, rushed down and helped Song Qingfeng up, who hurriedly fed Song Qingfeng a pill.

Xu Huang's technique changed slightly, recited a mantra, and easily picked up the big sword with an obviously abnormal weight, and the two helped Song Qingfeng back to rest.

Shen Fan returned to the team of the Tianming Sect, his face was relaxed and freehand, and the slight caution he was at the beginning of the game was immediately thrown out of the clouds, and he made an insulting gesture at the people of the Xuanyun Sect, "But the earth chicken and the dog." ”

"It's up to me next. "Tianming Sect walked out of a female disciple, this is the only female disciple among the five. is not very old, obviously has not yet grown a face, looks extremely delicate in a red dress, and is not bewitching between the eyebrows and eyes, and is very delicate.

Xuanyun Sect made a mistake this time, according to some unwritten rules, the battle of the purple clothes ranking between the sects, the female cultivators generally fought against the female cultivators. However, except for the new disciples of today's apprenticeship, there are only two purple-clothed female cultivators of the Xuanyun Sect, and they are not in the sect.

"It's okay for a male disciple, I want this girl to leave in embarrassment, but it's wishful thinking. "The girl in red, proud as a red phoenix, wrote a war against all the purple-clothed disciples.

Immediately, the elders received a message from the sect master, and then, Shi Shiran, a senior brother named Yunluan from Misty Peak, walked out, "Girl, in Xia Yunluan, I have offended. ”

"Hmph, it's just a little white face, this girl is Yuyou, let's do it. The girl in red, Yu Youyou, pulled out the soft sword at her waist, and unceremoniously performed her best swordsmanship, "Look at how my willow swordsmanship defeats you." ”

I saw this Yunluan senior brother lightly stepping on the ground, jumping into the air lightly, skillfully turning around with the help of the gentle wind, and floating behind the girl in red.

Fan Wu looked at Senior Brother Yunluan's movements, and his eyes flashed with the fact that his great-ancestor Fan Zhen had taken him to stagnate in Zou City, and he was suddenly puzzled.

Why didn't anyone fly in these battles in the Far Wandering Realm? The Far Wandering Realm should be able to fly short distances, right?

This Yunluan Senior Brother is obviously traveling far away, but he also needs to use the power of the wind to be able to stop for a moment.

Fan Wu suddenly felt a headache, thinking that the great ancestor had easily thrown himself to a Yunyou elder to bring him into the sect, and then looking at the status of these elders in the sect, Fan Wu finally realized that the realm of the two old guys was probably not what it seemed.

Great-ancestor, Mr. Chi, how far have you deceived me!

Fan Wu looked at the fight in front of him angrily and thought of his own business.

The scene in front of her was the same as the previous battle, but the role and method had changed, and the girl in red looked angrily at Yun Luan, who was easily hiding around, "Coward, you know how to hide, and you have the ability to face me head-on." ”

"Jade girl, I'm not good at fighting, so I can't use my own shortcomings to attack your strengths. Yun Luan said helplessly.

Isn't that what the sect sent him to appear?

Yun Luan's positioning of himself is very clear, in addition to being more hated by the same sex, it is his body that attracts hatred.

Yun Luan didn't want to slash around with a sword every day like the madman of Sword Peak, mainly because he was afraid that he would break his appearance.

As a result, he chose the Misty Peak to study the formation, and he was afraid that he would lose his life before he had time to arrange the formation, so he chose the body method, that's right, he didn't learn any attack techniques, only the formation was a little lethal, and his formation was still mainly trapped in the formation.

Yu Youyou was almost angry, except for a good skin, the man on the other side was unpleasant to look at, he couldn't beat him, and he didn't listen to the scolding.

Where did Yu Youyou suffer from this anger, tears rolled in his eyes, biting his lower lip and wanting to throw out a spiritual weapon with great attack power, and thinking about defeating him by his own ability and proving himself.

The two were at a stalemate, and the people of the Xuanyun Sect seemed to be in a hurry, and they were extremely satisfied. The faces of the male disciples of the Tianming Sect are not good-looking, where has their little junior sister suffered this grievance, and this little white face is too unsympathetic.

Fan Wu looked at this farce-like scene, and thought about the purpose of the sect a little strangely. Until Senior Brother Xu Huang walked up to her and said in a strange tone: "It turned out to be Yunluan, this guy made a move, it turned out that the other party was a female cultivator, no wonder." ”

Fan Wu was a little guessy, but she wasn't sure, after all, she wasn't familiar with this senior brother with amazing footwork.

In the end, the girl in red was so angry that she threw out a thunder bead, but the moment the thunder bead exploded, she was trapped by the formation above the girl's head, and even the blasting range was fixed.

Yun Luan put away his chic energy and said indifferently, "Since the girl is impatient, let's go here." ”

The moment he finished speaking, a sect's standard spirit sword was placed on the neck of the red-clothed girl.