"It's really hateful, why, those sect masters are gone, only Situ Fufeng remains, it seems that someone has noticed us. "Let's leave first and tell Venerable Mu Yan about this. With that, a few dark shadows disappeared.

"Xiaoyou has something to say, in fact, you don't say that the old man can guess a thing or two, the old man knows that you have some festivals with the kid, but those things are over, and it was the person who killed my son who killed the 'Corpse Pavilion', even if the mastermind behind the scenes has nothing to do with you, the only suspect is the Lingbao Pavilion! Even if the Lingbao Pavilion is completely destroyed, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in the old man's heart. Situ angrily rebuked.

"Angry Wind senior, what I said is very much, the reason why I left you here is also to tell the seniors what happened that day, and then the seniors will make plans, but before that, the juniors have a request, I hope the seniors can agree. Yizhu said again.

"Well, do you think that you can't find out what happened with the old man's means? Why does the old man agree to your request from this hairy boy, do you really think that the old man came with them to help you, and it is related to the entire Purple Cloud Continent, and the old man must have the obligation to put aside his private affairs. ”

"The kid knows that the seniors have great powers, but the reason for this, if the seniors want to investigate, they will definitely kill in vain, and they can easily find out the murderer who killed the seniors' children, why should they hurt others, with the status of the seniors, shouldn't all the monks in the Purple Cloud Continent be respected?"

After a moment of silence, Situ Fufeng sighed deeply, and then spoke: "You say, as long as your request is not excessive, the old man will agree." ”

After listening to Situ Fufeng, Yizhu also felt that this person was indeed not so bad, and he put the common people in the world in his position, although his temper was not good, but the death of his son, it is estimated that his temper will not be good for anyone. Compared with Situ Xiangshan, Situ Zhengxiong and the two are ten thousand times stronger. "In fact, the kid and 'Situ Zhuo' only have one side, I remember when we met that day........ Later, after Situ Zhengxiong was defeated........ Later, a gentleman in Tianbao City spoke ill of him...... Situ Zhuo casually killed the gentleman, and then walked away with Situ Xiangshan and a few people, and only later did the younger generation know that the gentleman who was killed by Situ Zhuo was the only son of Shang Dinghua, the third elder of Tianbao Pavilion......." The words were not finished

"Boom !!"

The thousand-year-old wooden round table shattered in response.

"This bastard, Shang Dinghua, the old man's son dares to move, the old man will definitely break your body into pieces, peel your skin and cramp. Situ slapped the table angrily, suddenly got up and said viciously.

Before Yizhu could speak, Situ Fufeng said again: "Xiaoyou doesn't need much, Shang Dinghua's kid, the old man knows what he is, and only he can do it." If you have any requests, put it forward now, the old man will agree, but if it is to intercede for that old thing, there is no need, the hatred of killing the son is not shared, even the gods and Buddhas in the sky can't save his life!"

"Angry Wind senior filtered, although these are just the kid's guesses, but it still needs the seniors to find out the truth before making a decision, the kid's request is actually very simple, if it is really Shang Dinghua's doing, please also ask the seniors to only move him, don't hurt the innocent people in the Lingbao Pavilion, and the seventh elder Shang Yuanyi is the second brother of the kid, and please don't hurt the seniors. Yizhu bowed respectfully.

"Haha I don't see it, your kid is quite righteous, the old man likes it, if it weren't for the unavenged loss of his son, and entangled in so many trivial matters, the old man would definitely have a drink with you, as for those who ask for rest assured, the old man promised that you would not involve any innocent people, a kid with Shura blood, have a good rest, the first place in this Xuantian Society, I am very optimistic about you." ”

At the same time as the words fell, the light curtain in the room disappeared in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, Situ Fury disappeared.

"Congratulations to the angry wind seniors leaving. "It's finally done.

"You stinky boy, you're a troublemaker. Xuan Lingzi said with a displeased face.

"Let the head of the real person worry, I don't know what the situation of Elder Tiancang is now. Looking at Xuan Tiancang, who was pranayama with his eyes closed in the distance, Yizhu asked embarrassedly.

"Senior brother is fine, just rest for a while, you can also recuperate, tomorrow will be a hard battle. ”

"The head of the real person also rested earlier. After speaking, Yizhu sat on the ground and breathed.

At this time, the voice of the God of Heaven Slaughter suddenly came from the sea of knowledge.

"Stinky boy, the old man is here to warn you, if you meet an opponent in tomorrow's battle who is as high as a hundred feet in the sword light phantom, you must be cautious, he has a very strange aura on his body. Also, you must not open the body of Shura!"

"Master, what do you mean by the 'Overlord Sword Duel' that my father also cultivated last time?" Hearing Tu Tianshen's voice, Yizhu asked without thinking about it.

"There are no distractions, there are too many unstable factors around you, it is not suitable to talk about these now, you just need to remember that that person and that tower have a delicate relationship with your father, as for other things, the old man does not know. If you want to understand, you can comprehend that martial art by yourself, if you want to comprehend it quickly, try it with your spirit yuan, and remember what the old man said, those who appear in the shadow of the sword light, be careful!"

"The disciple remembered the teachings of the master. "Is it a sword light phantom that appears in the body, isn't it a conscience? Among the disciples in this realm, I'm afraid that the highest sword cultivation is that kid, forget it, let's wait until we meet tomorrow, now it's better to take a look at the exercise book that my father cultivated." After figuring it out, Yizhu directly took out the exercise, and as soon as he opened the first page, the whole book instantly turned into a golden light and entered Yizhu's divine consciousness, what the hell is going on.

When Yizhu was surprised, a knife technique suddenly appeared in his mind. "The first style of the sword!Dust cutting knife!" "The heart is like stopping water, cutting the dust!"

Carefully comprehend the subtlety of the sword technique, and after trying for a long time, I can't show it in the sea of knowledge. By the way, I remember that the master said at the time that you can quickly use the spirit yuan to quickly spirit martial arts, and I haven't paid attention to my spirit yuan for a long time to see how much reserve there is now.

The moment the divine sense peeked into the dantian, Yizhu was suddenly startled, "Good guy, more than 500,000 Dao! How many people did you kill unconsciously, these should have been obtained when you turned into a peace, forget it, let's try to see if Lingyuan is useful." After figuring it out, Yizhu directly mobilized 10,000 Lingyuan into this technique, and the moment Lingyuan turned into the knife technique, Yizhu only felt that his divine consciousness had a slight sense of clarity, and it seemed that he was still a little short, and again, another 10,000 Dao entered, and it seemed to be closer, this time 20,000 Dao!

At this moment, around Yizhu's body, the invisible knife intent was like a substantial gas, constantly hovering around Yizhu.

Xuan Tiancang and Xuan Lingzi looked at the scene in front of them incredulously.

"This kid, didn't you comprehend the sword intent?" asked Xuan Lingzi in a daze.

"Even if the old man fights for his life to protect the kid, he finally didn't disappoint the old man, and the future of the junior brother Xuanling Sect depends on this kid. At the same time as the words fell, Xuan Tiancang waved his hand casually, and an invisible qi protected Yizhu's body, so that his breath and sword could not hurt the things around him.

At the same time, Yizhu seemed to have entered a state of enlightenment, and he was wholeheartedly silent in this sword technique, and he was still a little close!, 100,000 Dao Ling Yuan broke for me. The heart shouted angrily. The infinite sword intent is like a sea of stars, all of which are easy in Yizhu's divine consciousness, in the depths of his heart, Yizhu saw himself holding the heaven-killing sword, slashing through, the knife intent turned into reality, and the knife was swung out as if cutting all the mortal dust. This skill alone is not inferior to his own ground splitting, and this technique is faster to slash, and the power is still a large-scale attack.

This skill alone consumed 200,000 spirit yuan from the master, which was really not worth it.

In fact, what Yizhu didn't know was that after practicing this technique, the knife techniques he slashed out contained the artistic conception in the knife, and its power was very different from before.

Time passed in a hurry, the moment Yizhu opened his eyes, the knife intent around his body instantly expanded, and the qi shrouded in Yizhu's body shattered in an instant, and the power of the knife intent did not weaken at all, and it quickly attacked everywhere.

When it was too late, Xuan Tiancang suddenly got up, and the invisible sword intent instantly enveloped Yizhu's sword intent, and several golden rays of light shattered in response.

"Elder Tiancang, I ......" Yizhu, who looked surprised, just spoke.

"Needless to say, Mo Yan's senior voice has just come, and it's not too late to pass now, let's go. With that, Xuan Tiancang instantly withdrew his sword intent and walked towards the door with a radiant look.

"Why are you still stunned, let's go. Xuan Lingzi scolded, Yizhu came back to his senses in an instant, and followed the two of them towards the martial arts arena.

After more than a dozen breaths, Yizhu saw that the vicinity of the ring at this moment was crowded with countless monks. As for the 20 contestants, except for Yizhu, everyone else is already waiting in the 'competition waiting area'.

"The real person in charge, Elder Tiancang, the disciple has gone. After arching with the two, Yizhu flashed and appeared in the waiting area of the competition.

"I thought you didn't dare to come, you're 999, right?" said a young man who looked extremely beautiful like a woman, with a disdainful expression.

If he is a beauty, it is not too much, this person has a shawl spontaneously ethereal in the wind, long eyebrows like willows, his body is like a jade tree, his facial features are strangely beautiful, and his white robe like snow is even more pleasing to the eye, but as soon as he speaks, Yizhu hates it very much, which is a pity.

"The yin and yang people who came from there bite when they see people. As soon as the words fell, two unkind eyes instantly swept towards Yizhu.

"You bastard, boy, even if you beg me, I'm going to kill you. The handsome young man roared angrily.

And the other gaze aimed at himself was the conscience, Yizhu was also surprised, he said this person, why was he so disgusted.

At this time, Shangguan Guming suddenly appeared beside Yizhu, and whispered in his ear: "It seems that your opponent today is a little interesting, this person is the chief disciple of the 'Spirit Sword Dao Sect', and this sect has an inextricable relationship with the 'Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect'. ”

No wonder the conscience is so disgusted, it turns out that this person is his relative, Yizhu laughed and said casually: "It's okay, isn't it just dealing with yin and yang people, small scene, don't worry." ”

"You bastard! If this isn't Sword Cloud City, you're already a dead man, and you're letting you live!"

"Pretend to be X, there is a kind of scolding of me, the person who looks like five people and six is actually a dead shemale, there is a kind of you take off your pants and let me see if you are a man or a woman. ”

"I'm going to kill you. With a monstrous roar, the handsome man instantly drew his spirit sword.

"Ask the sword must not be rude, what grievances are there, life and death in the ring. Venerable Mu Yan suddenly spoke, glaring at Yizhu viciously.

"The disciple understands. While replying, Qian Jian stared at Yizhu deadly.

At this moment, Yizhu completely ignored his gaze, and asked indifferently: "I don't know who Brother Gu Ming's opponent is today, is it troublesome?"

"I've seen this Senior Brother Yi, under the 'Mixed Yuan Dao Sect' Baili Yuan, I'm very happy to know the two, even if I lose to Senior Brother Guming today, I have no regrets. Before Shangguan Guming could speak, a man in a golden silk feather coat suddenly spoke.

Looking at this person, although his appearance is not particularly outstanding, his temperament is indeed extraordinary, even if he stands there quietly, he is also rich and beautiful, and his charm is unique, giving people a sense of nobility and Tsinghua.

"It turned out to be the Baili senior brother of the 'Mixed Yuan Dao Sect', and he has been admired for a long time. Yizhu also bowed his hand.

While a few people were chatting, Mo Yan's voice suddenly came.

"The old man announced that the top ten competition will start now!"

The moment the words fell, Wen Jian came to the ring in a flash, and said coldly before leaving: "Your life is over, don't talk about it, come up and die, little bastard." ”

"I'll get rid of the annoying ants first, and when the game is over, we'll raise a glass and drink. ”

"Okay, Brother Baili, let's start too. At the same time as the words fell, the three figures flew into the two rings in unison.

The moment he stepped into the ring, Yi Zhu smiled and said, "Yin and Yang people, are you in such a hurry to die?

"You little bastard, Lao Tzu wants to make you regret coming here!" At the same time as the words fell, Wen Jian suddenly shot out, his body turned into a spiritual light, and he stepped into the air with a colorful long sword in his hand, and a majestic momentum bloomed out from him, heading straight for Yizhu.

The crowd below widened their eyes and looked at the ring in front of them in surprise, they didn't expect that Yizhu would dare to mock Shangwen Sword like this, he was simply not afraid of death.

"Senior brother, Yizhu he?" Xuan Lingzi felt the momentum on Wen Jian's body, and his face showed a look of worry.

Xuan Tiancang squinted his eyes casually and said, "Don't worry, it's okay, didn't you see it, that kid doesn't care about his strength at all?"

Let this sect see, how far have you reached now, Xuan Lingzi asked silently in his heart.

"Who do you think will win this time?"

"Of course, it's to ask the sword, the sword has never killed people since the beginning of the competition, and none of the monks who walked into his ring can leave alive, how can Yizhu be his opponent. ”

"Don't forget, Yizhu is a player who has won a thousand games in a row, and his strength is weird, and it is difficult to say whether he will win or lose. ”

"In the face of real strength, luck is a fart, no matter how virtuous he is, just ask the sword and cut it with a sword. ”

The crowd is a word you say, I say a word, most of them are optimistic about the sword, and a few people are optimistic about Yizhu, but more of them are silent, and they can't understand this battle anymore.

After all, the aura emanating from the sword was too terrifying, much more ferocious than Yizhu.