“......”

Yang Xiaofeng had a gloomy face, holding Sun Zhenshan, who had passed out in his arms, and his momentum exploded.

The rolling air wave instantly forced Hou Junji to take a few steps back.

Yang Xiaofeng's strength has reached Jindan, but the explosion of his aura has completely suppressed Hou Junji.

The difference in the strength of the two is obvious.

Yang Xiaofeng was really angry, and Hou Junji was too heavy.

He clearly felt the churning of qi and blood all over Sun Zhenshan's body, and his muscles and veins were disordered.

If it weren't for Sun Zhenshan's physique, which was different from ordinary people, I was afraid that his bones would be broken.

What Yang Xiaofeng didn't expect was that instead of apologizing for his behavior, Hou Junji was arrogant.

"In this way, I will lead the teacher and brother to recruit!"

"Yang Xiaofeng, don't think that you can have no scruples if you cultivate as a Jindan, I'm really afraid that you won't succeed!"

Hou Junji was also not to be outdone, and with his spiritual power, a black gas slowly rose from the ground.

"Boy, this guy is weird, watch out!"

Ling'er sent a message to Yang Xiaofeng.

"Senior Brother Jinghua, take care of Senior Brother Sun. ”

Yang Xiaofeng asked Jinghua and Sun Jun to take Sun Zhenshan to heal, while he was ready to compete with Hou Junji.

Neither side made a move on the stage, but they just set up their positions.

At this time, even the air on the stage seemed to be frozen, and the audience was unusually quiet, even the sound of the wind blowing and falling leaves could be heard clearly.

Even if Yang Xiaofeng entered the Jindan cultivation, as soon as his eyes opened, no matter what demons and monsters he had, he couldn't hide anything, but he couldn't see Hou Junji clearly, but he saw that Hou Junji's whole body was surrounded by a black gas.

"It's ......"

"Please!"

Hou Junji raised his sword and came.

"Stop!"

Rumble!

Ling Songzi descended from the sky and separated the two who were about to compete.

"Master!"

Ling Songzi waved his right hand and motioned for Yang Xiaofeng not to speak.

"I saw everything that happened just now. ”

"I'm glad that my disciples are so good, I didn't directly allocate the quota to people because I wanted to see the results of your cultivation in our Spirit Sword Sect over the years. ”

"You're doing a great job, and that's what I want to see. ”

"When we cultivate the truth, what we pay attention to is to fight for words, fight with the sky, fight with the earth, and fight with people. ”

"You did it, you let me see the future of the Spirit Sword Gate, as for the matter of Hou Junji and Zhenshan......"

Ling Songzi paused and said, "Young man, it's normal to occasionally miss a game in the discussion, and this matter has been revealed." ”

"Then in the end, the five people who will represent our Spirit Sword Sect in the sect conference will be decided. ”

Ling Songzi deserves to be an old Jianghu, and just a few words eased the tense atmosphere.

The master had already spoken, and Yang Xiaofeng naturally couldn't say more, so he had to give up.

In the end, the five disciples who represented the Spirit Sword Sect in the sect conference had already decided.

Senior brother Yang Xiaofeng, second senior brother Jinghua, third senior brother Sun Jun, and thousands of pampered little sister Su Xiaoling.

There is also Hou Junji, who defeated Sun Zhenshan as a dark horse.

These five people are the strongest combat power among the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, among which Yang Xiaofeng has reached the Jindan cultivation, and even among the major sects, he is definitely one of the core disciples.

Although the strength of the other four did not reach Jindan, they were definitely not weak among the disciples who participated in the sect conference.

After all, not everyone has their own opportunities like Yang Xiaofeng, and the people who cultivate Jin Dan are not cabbages in the ground.

At the end of Naibi, Yang Xiaofeng hurriedly ran to the back mountain.

"Xiao Feng, the one called Hou Junji is not simple, even I didn't see his origin clearly. ”

On the way to Houshan, Ling'er's voice sounded again.

This is very strange, Ling'er's strength is above Ling Songzi, if even he can't see the origin of Hou Junji, he is afraid of this person......

"At present, it seems that he is not hostile to you, but after entering the Flying Fairyland, you should be careful, what happens inside, people outside will not know. ”

"You mean, in Flying Wonderland, anyone can be an enemy?"

"That's right. ”

Ling'er said.

"There are countless treasures in the secret realm, and under the temptation of those treasures, it is difficult for people to maintain their true nature. ”

"In the secret realm, the most primitive nature of people will be completely exuded, only the strong are kings, the weak eat the strong, even if you are killed by the disciples of other sects in the secret realm, no one will avenge you. ”

"So you better improve your strength as soon as possible, it's best to cultivate your Running Wolf Thirteen Form to the ninth type, so that you will have an extra survival rate in it. ”

"Got it. ”

In the back mountain, Jinghua and Sun Jun used their spiritual power to heal Sun Zhenshan's injuries.

However, Sun Zhenshan was seriously injured, and the two of them were only strong in the later stage of foundation building, so it was difficult for the two of them to treat Sun Zhenshan, who was seriously injured.

At this time, Yang Xiaofeng rushed over.

"How is Senior Brother Sun Zhenshan?"

"I worked with the third junior brother and I together, but the effect was not very good. ”

"Xiao Feng, listen to me, you injected spiritual power into his jade pillow, the sun, and the heavenly court respectively. ”

"Leave it to me. ”

Yang Xiaofeng motioned for the two of them to get out of the way.

Sitting cross-legged, Yang Xiaofeng injected spiritual power into Sun Zhenshan according to Ling'er's instructions, his spiritual power was very strong, even if Jinghua and the two of them were combined, it was far inferior.

"Now infuse him with spiritual healing from his back. ”

"This kid's physical strength is extraordinary, if it were someone else, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago. ”

Recalling Hou Junji's sword, Yang Xiaofeng also shuddered.

He didn't expect Hou Junji to be able to make such a heavy hand, just for the sake of a place in the sect conference.

If it weren't for Sun Zhenshan's cultivation of the Body Forging Spiritual Technique, I am afraid that now the bones and tendons are broken, let alone Yang Xiaofeng, even Ling Songzi would not be able to cure it.

"Ahem!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, dark red, presumably Sun Zhenshan's whole body was churning with qi and blood, piling up in his chest for a while, gathering but not dispersing.

"You're awake. ”

"How about Senior Brother Sun. ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother, it's just that this time the sect conference, I can't go with you. ”

Sun Zhenshan relieved himself and breathed a sigh of stagnation in his chest.

"It's okay, you take care of your injuries, we will work together with your share. ”

"If it weren't for that Hou Junji to do this......"

Sun Jun wanted to speak and stopped.

"It's okay, anyway, they are all brothers in the same sect, he can win me, proving that his strength is above me, let him go with all the senior brothers, I believe that our Spirit Sword Sect will definitely come out on top." ”

Sun Zhenshan can see it.

Recalling Hou Junji's sudden sword, he was still a little afraid.