On the second day after the end of the two sects, the exchange between the disciples of the Diancang Sect and the Xuanyuan Sect officially began!

This is a friendly match between the two sects, so it seems very familiar and smooth to be held, and the location is set in the secret realm of the back mountain.

"Zuo Qiang Daoyou, the cultivation secret realm of your sect, every time I come in, I am deeply shocked, it really deserves to be a famous treasure in the immortal cultivation realm of our Yan Kingdom!" Led by Xuan Yuanfeng, he said with envy. Lin Xiuwen has already known in the past few days that this old man's name is Xuandao.

In addition, since the two sects of Taoism, Lin Xiuwen felt that the old man Xuan Dao who was the leader always looked at him from time to time, and he was deeply wary of Xuan Dao.

Behind him, the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect were surprised by the richness of the aura of the secret realm heaven and earth. But soon remembering what they were here for, the inner disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect immediately geared up and were eager to try.

"Old rules, this first scene, my Xuanyuan Sect will send someone first, Wei Chenggong, you go up!" The Tao of the Xuan Dao does not turn around.

In the past few days, Lin Xiuwen has also learned that this Wei Chenggong's cultivation qualifications are very good, yes, it is said to have a high-grade spiritual root.

Wei Chenggong smiled slightly, on the surface, he gave people a feeling like a spring breeze, he walked out calmly from the disciples of Xuanyuan Sect, jumped over, and landed on the high platform specially built for this exchange, even if Lin Xiuwen is a man, he had to secretly praise a chic, he said loudly: "In the Xuanyuan Sect Wei Chenggong, please ask the disciples of the Cang Sect to come down and advise!"

Lin Xiuwen stood behind Zhang Xian, dressed in blue, carrying a long sword with bells and whistles, and he also looked like a disciple of the Immortal Family.

Regarding Lin Xiuwen's dress, Zhang Xian couldn't stop smiling, obviously he thought that Lin Xiuwen's appearance was very capable of bluffing.

Since Lin Xiuwen came out of the secret realm of the back mountain, he didn't hate Lin Xiuwen so much, plus Lin Xiuwen earned face for the sect during the two sects, which made him have a light on his face, so that Zhang Xian sincerely regarded him as his apprentice.

Of course, all this is based on strength, if Lin Xiuwen stopped at the third layer of condensation for a few years and tried, it would be strange if Zhang Xian didn't hate him to death.

In the past few days, Lin Xiuwen always felt that a woman from Xuanyuan Sect was always secretly looking at him. Listening to the conversation between the disciples of Xuanyuan Sect, Lin Xiuwen knew that her name was Jiang Xiaoyan. This female disciple is also very beautiful, not the kind of amazing beauty, but very delicate and refreshing, very durable, making people feel that the more they look at it, the more they want to see it.

Lin Xiuwen didn't know why the other party was staring at him, he had been secretly paying attention to it in his heart.

Wei Chenggong's appearance made the entire valley fall silent, Zuo Qiang glanced at Wei Chenggong on the field, his expression was gloomy, and said, "Jiang Hai, you go!"

Jiang Hai also participated in the retreat of the secret realm in the back mountain, but he usually spoke little, and almost became a little transparent in the eyes of all the disciples. However, Lin Xiuwen knew that this Jiang Hai was one of the few disciples in the sect who had reached the late stage of Qi Condensation.

In the first game, Zuo Qiang sent disciples in the late stage of Qi Condensation, and it seems that he is very attentive to this exchange. Lin Xiuwen thought silently in his heart.

In this regard, Xuan Dao smiled slightly, and said to Wei Chenggong on the stage: "Wei Chenggong, I allow you to exert seventy percent of your strength!"

As soon as Xuan Dao's words came out, the Diancang faction exploded in an instant.

", Senior Brother Jiang Hai, kick him down and earn some breath for our Cang faction!

"That's right, kick him down, tell this kid to be a good man, and let him see the strength of our Dian Cang Sect!"

"Senior Brother Jiang, beat this little white face into a pig's head, what a problem, I really don't know how thick the queen of heaven is!"

"Let this little white face pee and take care of yourself, senior brother, come on!"

......

The voices of shouting and cheering for Jiang Hai and insulting Wei Chenggong were endless and noisy.

Xuan Dao's words of obviously looking down on people and despising the Diancang Sect directly stimulated the sense of belonging and self-esteem of the disciples of the Diancang Sect, igniting their anger.

Lin Xiuwen felt that this man was scheming, and one sentence angered the entire Diancang Sect monks. Anger can easily lead to a person's judgment to lose control, and it is easy to produce impulsive demons!

It's just a sentence, but it has produced a huge power, directly affecting the balance of deep burden. It was like opening a door for him.

Several elders of the Diancang Sect changed their expressions drastically in an instant, their faces were ugly, and their eyes ran away

There was a faint cold flash, and his face became more and more gloomy......

Zhang Xian's face was also ugly, and he looked at the people of Xuanyuan Sect from time to time, and his expression seemed to be unkind!

Lin Xiuwen's divine sense glanced at Wei Chenggong, but he couldn't see through his cultivation.

Jiang Hai walked to the platform step by step, with each step, the simple feeling on his body gradually faded, replaced by a fierceness, with every step, the momentum was getting stronger, and the edge was revealed!

He pulled out the sword in his hand, the cold air was cold, and the brilliant sword light flashed, but it was he who pulled a sword flower.

"Please!"

"Since our elder has spoken, then I will only use seventy percent of my cultivation to deal with you. ”

Jiang Hai's expression was calm, and a few sword lights were struck, and he roared away.

Wei Chenggong used a spell to block the sword light.

Xuan Dao smiled and said to the disciple behind him: "Sword Dao is the strongest attack method among all the methods, if you encounter sword cultivation in the future, remember that you must not be able to defeat it." On the platform, this disciple of Diancang Mountain had already faintly touched the sword intent, like a similar opponent, he could only find another way to win......" As he spoke, his face suddenly changed drastically.

With a "boom", a shield that Wei Chenggong had just released in front of him completely exploded, and the next moment his embarrassed figure was kicked off the stage.

Wei Chenggong's body was drawn out of a long sword, although terrifying, it was not fatal.

"Impossible, I'm the eighth layer of condensation, how could I be defeated by a kid of the sixth layer of condensation?" he looked excited, as if crazy.

"Oh, okay!" the disciples of the Diancang Sect in the audience cheered, "I knew that Senior Brother could win!"

Even the elders of the Diancang Sect in the audience had a lot of gloom in their expressions.

"What's the matter, isn't it just a win, what's there to be proud of. "There is a disciple of Xuanyuan Sect who said sourly.

"What's going on with Wei Chenggong, he can't even beat an opponent of the sixth layer of condensation?" Xuan Dao's face was gloomy, and an elder next to him said in a low voice.

I thought that this exchange was ten out of ten, but I didn't expect to be poured cold water at the beginning. Xuan Dao's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Compared with the Xuandao Sect's side, the Diancang Sect's side was jubilant and beaming.

Zuo Qiang stretched his brows, with a happy face, the Diancang faction had been pressed to death for nearly a hundred years, and this victory had a special significance, quite a taste of raising eyebrows. Moreover, it made him not too nervous about the matter.

He looked at the senior brothers beside him, and all of them were covered with a thick and incomprehensible smile.

The popular format of the competition in Yanguo is a best-of-three system, and although it is gratifying to win the first game, it has just begun after all.

Zuo Qiang looked with deep expectation, turned to the back and said, "Open up, you go this time." ”

Zhang Kai solemnly walked through the disciples of the Diancang Sect, step by step, and walked steadily onto the platform, until he reached the end of the platform, a cold voice came out of his mouth, "Below, Diancang Sect, open up, please Xuanyuan Sect Daoist, give teaching!" The voice was word-by-word, and a thick chill swept through, and the air in the valley was cold for a moment.

A sinister aura spreads from Zhang Kai's body!

At this moment, all the eyes in the valley were fixed on him, silent.

Feeling the momentum of the opening like a bamboo, Xuan Dao's face became even more cold, he didn't move, and said coldly: "Fang Yuan, you go." ”

Something was wrong, Lin Xiuwen suddenly realized that the two sects had always been friendly, and although there was competition in secret, they had never been so antagonistic like enemies at this moment. Wrong!

The young man named Fang Yuan jumped onto the platform in a few dodges.

"Please!"

"Please!"

Two cold voices sounded almost simultaneously.

There was no sound in the audience, and everyone stared at the platform intently, even the sound of breathing was suppressed.

"Jingle Bell"

Both of them were sword cultivators, entangled in each other, and by the time they dispersed, a few rounds had already passed.

The temptations of both sides have ended, and they are evenly matched, and they should not be careless. The hearts of the two tightened.

The two of them were engrossed, their expressions were solemn, and they didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

"Jingle Bell"

The two clashed again, tangled together, this time not dispersing, and kept fighting for hundreds of rounds, and both of them had some faint wounds on their bodies.

The two dispersed again.

"It's you!" Zhang Kai said suddenly!

"Jingle Bell"

Zhang Kai pulled a sword flower, and the brilliant sword light flowed, heading straight for Fang Yuan!

Two sword rays of light flowed through the air at an extremely fast speed.

Suddenly, Zhang Kai took a few steps back as if he was powerless, and Fang Yuan chased after him with a sword. Suddenly, his figure flashed, and a palm slapped on his chest, knocking him away.

Lin Xiuwen faintly felt that he seemed to have murderous intent just now, and wanted to make up another sword to kill Fang Yuan directly, but he didn't know why he gave up again in the end.

After the exchange, everyone went out of the secret realm.

"Oh~, let's win, the Diancang faction wins!oh~" The monks of the Diancang faction seemed to have just accepted that the sect had won, and the earth-shattering cheers sounded at this moment, and the entire sect had waited for this day for too long.

Zhang Xian and a few elders said something with their eyebrows, and the face of the head of the house was gloomy, and a rare look of joy appeared.

Xuan Dao, led by Xuanyuan Sect, said goodbye to the head and the elders, and took a group of monks to the western area of the crane. Lin Xiuwen suddenly had the words "Crane West" in his mind, and he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and the disciples next to him only thought that he, like everyone, was rejoicing in the belated victory.

Lin Xiuwen's eyes were sharp, and he was not happy when he saw it, and his face was full of gloom. When the people of Xuanyuan Sect took the crane west, they saw Zhang Kai immediately walk quickly to the head of the house, but he didn't even salute, and said directly: "Master of the sect, the disciple has something important to report......!

I don't know what I said to the head of the sect at the end, but the cheers between the sects suddenly faded, and was replaced by a heavy sense of urgency......