He Xiaoting had an unprecedented sense of crisis, she didn't dare to imagine what would happen if she really didn't enter the top 100 of the sect and was expelled from Sword Peak?

Maybe he couldn't get along in the sect, so he had to wander the cultivation realm.

No, she was born as a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and died as a ghost of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and she would never let herself fall into such a situation.

Let's keep the Sanpin Danfang first, she is a monk at the peak of foundation building, and her cultivation cannot be increased, so she can only find a way to improve her physique and combat effectiveness.

It's not advisable to practice swords alone, it's time to go to Wufeng for a while.

The sword is very aggressive, and the small martial arts arena is not enough, so a big mountain very close to the outer peak is named Yanwu Peak, and hundreds of rings have been built from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Except in special cases, it is lively day and night.

He Xiaoting didn't want to attract attention, so she didn't wear a disciple's uniform, but changed into a goose-yellow palace skirt and painted a relatively thick makeup, which was not recognizable to people who were not particularly familiar.

It's not that I'm afraid of losing face if I can't win, but there are countless disciples who want to be close to the disciples of the family, especially some outer disciples who have a lot of eyes, not all to play Wufeng, but also to find a backer for themselves.

If you get entangled in kraft candy, your good mood for the day will be gone.

After wandering around on Yanwu Peak for a while, He Xiaoting stared at a sturdy female disciple at the peak of foundation building.

is willing to bear the consequences of becoming thicker, refining the body, and is a female man.

The female man had already won the victory, kicked her opponent out of the ring, and sat on the ground with a big grin and shouted, "Who else wants to accompany me to the stage quickly, and start on time in a quarter of an hour." ”

The words fell and swallowed a pill to restore spiritual power.

The fight just now was easy, it didn't consume much spiritual power, and it was enough to rest for a quarter of an hour after knocking the pill.

There are several male disciples who are fellow practitioners who are ready to move, but they are not faster than He Xiaoting.

"Yo, where did you come from," the female man asked in surprise, "I rarely come to play Wu Feng, right?"

Disciples who have been here all the year round will inevitably have to understand when they see strange fellow disciples.

He Xiaoting sat down cross-legged and replied calmly, "He Xiaoting of Jianfeng has mostly traveled abroad to do tasks, and has only been here to play Wufeng a few times. ”

It's all about watching the excitement, and I haven't made a move.

"You're going to participate in the foundation building period competition in two months," the female man nodded knowingly, and also introduced herself, "Qifeng Guo Miaomiao." ”

The corners of He Xiaoting's mouth twitched slightly, "Good name." ”

Guo Miaomiao laughed, "It's just not worthy of me, right? ”

"You're not angry?" He Xiaoting was surprised.

"Of course not," Guo Miaomiao said nonchalantly, "I'm angry that they will only be happier, so why should I have trouble with myself." ”

He Xiaoting was in awe, "Senior sister is so open-minded, I can't be like you." ”

If anyone dares to chew the root of her tongue, if he can beat it, he will ask Wu Feng to see him, and if he can't beat it, he will write it down first, and then talk about it when he can beat it.

That's right, that's how she holds grudges.

Guo Miaomiao rarely meets someone as straightforward as He Xiaoting, and she can't help but feel a little good, "I think we can become friends." ”

"What a coincidence, I think so too," He Xiaoting also smiled, but, "Even if you are a friend, I will not show mercy to you later, you have to be careful." ”

"Don't worry, I don't need you to show mercy," Guo Miaomiao was full of confidence, "If I hurt you later, you can't cry." ”

In a few words, the two negotiated, and no one would stay.

The onlookers in the audience were stunned, and some of them had a bad temper and couldn't help but urge and shout, "Hurry up, don't waste everyone's time here." ”

He Xiaoting turned her head and scolded, "What's the hurry, it's not time yet." ”

"Do you understand the rules, this is independent competition, and if you go up, you have to do it," a male cultivator with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said loudly, "It is unfair to others to occupy the competition platform and not do it......

There is nothing wrong with this, if the speaker's tone is better, He Xiaoting may discuss with Guo Miaomiao about stepping down first, but that person not only has a bad tone, but also swears a lot when he talks about excitement, and she can't help frowning when she hears it.

"Miaomiao," He Xiaoting said solemnly, "You give me the venue first, I want to have a discussion with that junior brother." ”

Guo Miaomiao frowned and asked, "It won't affect our battle later, right?"

"Don't worry, it doesn't take much spiritual power," He Xiaoting said, "I have a lot of strength." ”

Besides, that person's mouth is so slippery, but his cultivation is average (in the middle of foundation building), don't blame her for underestimating it.

"Okay, you can be smart," Guo Miaomiao jumped off the competition platform, landed right next to the male cultivator, took a hand, and threw the person into the ring.

"You, what do you want to do?!"

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He just wanted to play tricks and provoke other disciples to hate Guo Miaomiao, who would have expected that things would turn out like this.

Is it too late to jump off the stage?

Naturally, it was too late, He Xiaoting's pink little fist had already smashed over, and the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man could only barely dodge.

But I dodged one punch and the next punch, and it was endless, and I didn't even get a respite.

After successfully dodging the seventy-seven punches, the spiritual power in his body was exhausted, and he was smashed into the ring with a heavy punch, and he couldn't even pull out his sword the whole time.

"It's not a hundred moves," He Xiaoting said regretfully, "I'm going to warm up." ”

Onlookers stabbed the crowd after the "......" beat them up, which was too cruel!

Soon, the news of a new murderous man's wife in Wufeng spread.

He Xiaoting doesn't know how fast the rumors spread, and even if she does, she won't care, she is busy discussing with Guo Miaomiao.

Both of them are cultivators at the pinnacle of foundation building, and they have both learned to forge their bodies, and without the help of external forces, they are indistinguishable from each other.

Guo Miaomiao's fists are very hard, her body is thick but not bulky, her movements are very agile, and her combat experience is even more colorful.

In the end, both of them were sweating profusely, and their spiritual power was also used very well, all supported by brute force.

"I, no," Guo Miaomiao gasped, "If I continue to fight, I won't even have the strength to get out of the ring~"

He Xiaoting was also out of breath, "Then what do you want, count three, two, one, and stop at the same time?"

"No, no problem, let's stop together," Guo Miaomiao agreed.

So the countdown began, counting to one and taking a few steps back at the same time.

"Shhh~ Why didn't you stop before you decided the winner," some onlookers shouted dissatisfiedly, but the voice was an octave lower, and it couldn't be heard beyond half a meter away.

He Xiaoting turned a deaf ear and went straight to help others, "What, can you still go on your own?"

"Nonsense," Guo Miaomiao held her head high and said arrogantly, "Let go, I've calculated everything, I have left enough strength, and I don't need your help." ”

"That's good, you get out of the ring quickly, some people are staring at me, their eyes are about to fall off, I have to go and help pick them up. ”

He Xiaoting let go of her hand, moved her eyes to the bottom of the competition stage, and locked on to the target after a while.

Sample, dare to look at people with such disgusting eyes, owe it to clean up!