Except for Yang Xiaotian's opponent who was a mocking wind beast, the other eight people were paired in pairs, the second sign was the innocent who won Xiao Qiuduo in the previous round, and the opponent was Wei Yunkong of the Dragon Head Pavilion who was the ninth sign. Concubine Liu, who signed the No. 3 sign, was against the ancients. The fourth sign is Hua Wuxian of Fuyu Valley, but the opponent is Beitang Ao of Chaoge Academy. And Liu Feixu's opponent is Shen Tuwu, who signed the No. 5 lot.

The spring breeze passed, and the drums of war sounded.

The young man Hua Fengmao, all of them were full of energy, picked up sharp weapons, and stepped into the ring.

Of course, there was no Yang Xiaotian among the energetic people, the young man in the green shirt carried the Chixia sword on his back, shrugged his face, walked three steps at a time, and walked into the ring slowly.

The dragon gives birth to nine sons, and does not become a dragon.

It is a beast, a mocking wind beast.

He has been watching in the West Emperor Mountain for thousands of years, and has been worshiped by the disciples of the West Emperor Sword Sect for thousands of years, who would have thought that today he would come to this stinky little child to fight, if this was known to the other eight brothers, wouldn't he never be able to raise his head.

The Wind Beast's eyes were blazing, staring at the young man, thinking about it in his heart.

Of course, the young man didn't know the inner activities of the mocking wind beast, looking at the divine beast, he wanted to say "please advise", but he felt that it was inappropriate, and after thinking for a long time, he shook his head and untied the wine gourd on his waist, drank two sips of Nanke wine, and held the red glow flat, pointing at the mocking wind beast.

Who knew that the mocking wind beast did not move, staring directly at the wine gourd on the young man's waist.

The young man would be mistaken, thinking that the divine beast knew the goods, and fell in love with the gourd on his waist, and said, "Brother beast, this gourd can't be given to you." ”

"Why don't we stop fighting, sit down and talk!" the boy patted his forehead, "By the way, you can't speak." Why don't I give you something to eat? ”

"Why is this young man so annoying!" The Wind Beast was indifferent, staring at him on the platform, but it was also interesting, for so many years, the disciples of the Western Emperor Sword Sect were respectful and respectful in front of them, and they didn't know that they would be bored and lonely if they guarded this broken mountain for thousands of years.

Yang Xiaotian took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, and when he spread it out, it was the cooked beef left over from eating on the top of the mountain last night, and shook it towards the divine beast and said, "Come, eat." "The action is like facing the big yellow dog in Aunt Wang's house next door when I was in Immortal Town.

"Hey, do you know what you're doing?"

"Stinky boy, you dare to treat Lingzun like this!"

Seeing his frivolous demeanor, the disciples of the Western Emperor Sword Sect in the audience shouted and scolded one after another.

The boy listened and turned a blind eye, still shaking the cooked beef in the oil-paper bag in his hand.

In fact, Yang Xiaotian is not stupid, but he is very smart, but he is very unhappy in his heart, there are nine people together, why do they just think that their opponent is a mocking wind beast, or a mocking wind beast equivalent to the twelve realms of sword cultivation.

Who would believe that the Wind Beast, which has lived for more than a thousand years, would be willing to lose to a young man like himself, who was just starting out?

Anyway, there will be no win, and the boy broke the jar and broke it, so he wanted to make a big move, so as to take the opportunity to find a way to win.

"Good, come and eat, don't be afraid, I won't beat you!" the young man grinned, and the more he talked, the more outrageous it became.

"This stinky boy is too rude!"

"Wha!" The earth-shattering laughter came out of the mouth of the mocking wind beast, and the cloud-like golden glow appeared behind him, instantly enveloping the entire ring, and the case of the glow suddenly turned into countless fierce beasts and rushed towards Yang Xiaotian, when they were about to reach the young man's face, all the fierce beasts suddenly opened their terrifying bloody mouths, their fangs flashed, and they chose people to devour, Yang Xiaotian hurriedly raised his sword to block.

The Wind Mocking Beast opened its mouth and let out an earth-shattering roar that pierced people's eardrums.

Yang Xiaotian's Chixia sword was unstable, and it fell to the ground, and the tiger's mouth was dripping with blood.

"Stinky boy, let you flamboy, how about it, you know it's awesome, right?"

Yang Xiaotian was surprised: "Why, you can speak." After thinking about it, I didn't feel strange, Long Yixuan couldn't speak, and he could also transform into a human form.

The mocking wind beast said playfully: "Pick up the sword, fight again, and let grandpa have fun with you, a little child." ”

Yang Xiaotian was angry: "Come on, I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Stretching out his hand, Chixia came to his hand, and with a pinch of the magic trick with his left hand, the Chixia sword burst out with layers of sword rays, stabbing at the divine beast.

Mocking Wind gently sideways to avoid it, and there was another burst of laughter.

The young man used his mighty qi and prepared to resist another wave of fierce beasts, but who knows, this time it was not a glow in the sky, but a thick black aura came instead, and countless skeletons flickered up and down in the black gas, sweeping over.

"Uncle, what about the virtual and real realms? This is probably all the fairylands. The boy scolded secretly.

The hero didn't know what was going on in front of him, so he used the technique of space shifting to avoid it.

"Hey, interesting! Where did you learn this space transfer technique?" The Wind Mocking Beast couldn't help but be a little surprised when it saw the boy's body technique, this was when he was walking at the bottom of the mountain, the human race's first-class body technique, but it was slowly lost later, and I didn't expect to see it again in this young man today.

"It's your business, go on!" Yang Xiaotian knew that he was not the opponent of this divine beast, and decided to use the "Ask the Common People" that he had wanted to wait until the last competition for the championship. There is no need to estimate that there will be no chance to use it, the young man said secretly in his heart.

Yang Xiaotian silently recited the sword technique, and the monstrous sword qi rose to the sky, and there was a faint breath of unwillingness to swallow the sky and vomit in the sword qi, not following the crowd, not believing in the destiny of heaven.

The Wind Mocking Beast's already blazing eyes were staring even bigger, this kid really surprised himself, he could master such a sword technique at a young age, and in time, he was not a great sword immortal?

This time, the divine beast was not as easy to avoid as before, and used the divine power to erect a thick body protection light shield around the body, and the young man stabbed the light mask one after another with a sword, and the sonorous sound continued, after countless swords, the sword momentum of "Ask the common people" had declined, and it returned to Yang Xiaotian's hands.

At this time, even the audience began to be indignant, where is the divine beast still in the virtual reality realm, and where can the virtual reality realm be unharmed under such a sword momentum.

The Wind Mocking Beast ignored this, transformed into a crane-faced and white-haired Daoist immortal, stood in front of the young man, and said, "Boy, it's really good! ”

The boy shook his head, "No. Dejected, he took off the wine gourd, raised his head and took a sip.

was thinking about whether to admit defeat, but found that the humanoid mocking wind was staring at his wine gourd, salivating.

"What, want to drink?"

Mocking Feng nodded violently, incompatible with the appearance of the Dao Immortal, the disciples of the Western Emperor Sword Sect in the audience blushed with shame, and they all felt ashamed, Lingzun still couldn't change the habit of this good wine.

The voice of the mocking wind sounded in Yang Xiaotian's ears: "Young man, give me your wine, and I will let you win, how about it?"

Yang Xiaotian looked around and found that everyone's expressions were as usual, and he understood that the mocking wind was just transmitting the sound to himself.

The boy was overjoyed and nodded slightly in agreement. I said earlier, just drink for you, why bother fighting like this. Gladly at the beast.

The divine beast understood and shouted: "Stinky boy, be brave enough to let the horse come." ”

The young man pretended, and the Chixia Sword stabbed at him with boundless sword qi.

"Wow, that's a cruel move, ah!"

Everyone looked at the mocking beast that had fallen to the ground and looked at each other, and that was fine.

"Yang Xiaotiansheng!" the referee announced the result.

Liu Aotian, who was watching the battle, blew his beard and stared, didn't he say that he would help me teach this kid a good lesson?

Suddenly noticed the abnormality, and with a burst of excitement, he flew towards Liu Feifu's ring.

When Yang Xiaotian saw it, he said in his heart: Could it be that Liu Feixu had an accident?

took out a pot of Nanke wine, threw it to Mock Feng, said "thank you", and flew to the ring over there.

Liu Feiyi and the ancients were squatting in the ring, and Liu Feixu was lying there motionless, her clothes in tatters and scarred all over her body.

Liu Aotian picked up Liu Feixu and left in a hurry.

"What's wrong?" asked Yang Xiaotian.

Liu Feiyi's eyes were red from crying, and she choked up: "The eldest brother beat Shen Tuwu to death. ”

"How can this be, aren't they almost the same in cultivation?"

"At first, it was evenly matched, but later Shen Tuwu used the third-ranked god spear on the list of divine soldiers, and the eldest brother was no match for him, and he was knocked down with a long sword, who knew that Shen Tuwu still didn't stop, and stabbed the eldest brother six or seven times in a row, knocking the eldest brother unconscious. ”

He finally left a sentence: Anyone who has anything to do with Yang Xiaotian, I will beat you to death. The ancients said.

"Shen Tuwu!" Yang Xiaotian had a cold face and sharp eyes.