The Sword Sect set up a special rest area for the disciples participating in the big competition, and on the left and right sides of the ring, there were eight futons each.

According to the Sword Sect, there is a small Yuan Qi array under these eight futons, and sitting on it can speed up the recovery of the True Yuan.

Obviously, the Sword Sect also took into account the impact of continuous combat.

Sixteen disciples, eight groups of opponents, divided into two groups and walked out of the ring.

Xiaodao Tong Li Zi and the little monk Doro held hands, shook their little short legs, and walked down.

Li Zi frowned, "Hey, if you want to fight again, I won't fight." ”

Doro's eyes lit up, "Coincidentally, I won't either." ”

Li Zi glanced at him, "You are stupid, I am because of kindness." ”

Doro tilted his head, "Does your master always tell you about compassion?"

Li Zi looked at him a little depressed, "You're the second to play, and you won't fight, aren't you in a hurry?"

When Doro heard this, he immediately became worried, and his tears seemed to have a tendency to burst again.

At this moment, a pair of hands gently patted him on the shoulder from behind, and Doro and Plum looked up together.

Yunluo smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm only in the second realm, I'm not afraid." ”

Doro was taken aback, "Hey, it's really the second realm, how did you get mixed up on it." ”

The white of Lizi's eyes rolled to the sky, "What were you doing just now?"

Doro said timidly: "I used to catch ants on the ground, and then I was thrown on the stage and I was scared. ”

Yunluo smiled even warmer, "Don't be afraid, you can definitely do it." ”

After speaking, he patted Li Zi on the shoulder, turned around and walked away.

Li Zi and Dora bowed respectfully to Yunluo in their own way, and walked back to sit on the futon.

Being interrupted by Yunluo like this, Doro's face was much better by then.

Bai Qingyue had already stepped out of the ring and sat down next to Chen Qingfeng, Chen Qingfeng said sincerely: "Senior brother, it's hard work." ”

Bai Qingyue shook his head with a smile, with a thick melancholy in his eyes.

Chen Qingfeng wanted to speak and stopped, but after all, he just sighed, this kind of thing, he said more and made more mistakes, and it was better to shut up than to comfort.

After a deacon of the Sword Sect came to the stage and announced some clichéd precautions, Wei Xingyao and a disciple of the Sword Sect named Su Mu stepped into the ring.

Su Mu's footsteps are relaxed, and in the years of Qingxi Jianchi, there are only two or three famous players, and there is no such Wei Xingyao.

For Su Mu, an outstanding disciple of the Sword Sect who was already well-known in the new force of the cultivation world, it was not those few, which meant that he seemed to be able to start thinking about the opponent in the next round.

Just after the two sides stood still, Su Mu, who was lying on the ground and vomited blood, began to regret his underestimating enemy, he looked at each other with disbelief on his face, and roared: "You are not from Qingxi Sword Pond, who are you?"

The audience was silent.

Wei Xingyao didn't look at him, he arched his hands to each side, and walked out of the ring in silence from the disciples of the Sword Sect.

Chen Qingfeng felt a hint of something bad in his heart, and looked at Chai Yupu inquiringly, Chai Yupu got up and said, "It's like a fake." In front of his colleagues in the world, how dare Chai do the stupid thing of stealing beams and changing pillars. ”

Pei Zhenmo rubbed his chin and quietly asked Lu Qi, "Senior Sister Lu, have you heard of that Wei Xingyao?"

Lu Qi shook his head, Cui Pheasant knew in his heart, if even the Lu family, who was close at hand, had never heard of Wei Xingyao's name, and this person was so strong, it must be that Qingxi Jianchi had premeditated and deliberately hid it until this time.

On the viewing platform, Chen Qingfeng, Bai Qingyue, Yan Jinghan and others naturally thought of this, and wondered what Chai Yupu wanted to calculate.

Zhou Mo was still immersed in his thoughts.

The deacon of the Sword Sect helped Su Mu, who was still unwilling to scream.

Leng Bingyang walked into the ring from that end, and the little monk Doro reluctantly got up in the center of the urging sound of the deacon of the Sword Sect, clasped his hands together towards Yunluo and Li Zi, bowed slightly, and then walked into the ring step by step, seeing Li Zizhi sighing.

The combination of Leng Bingyang's tall figure and the little monk's bright bald head has a particularly magical feeling.

Everyone in the audience woke up from the shock caused by Su Mu's crisp defeat just now, and when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Such laughter made Leng Bingyang a little embarrassed.

As the current top-ranked master of the Sword Sect in the three realms, bullying a little monk who looks so weak, Leng Bingyang is bent on the Dao, and it is also a little tricky in front of everyone's eyes, but the next thing makes it even more difficult for him to do.

After the little monks saluted each other, they sat down cross-legged directly, folded their hands in front of their chests, looked at Leng Bingyang as if they were dead, and said, "Please make a move." ”

Leng Bingyang: "......"

He couldn't even tell if it was a provocation or a genuine one.

The surroundings were silent, one by one eyes were like a man's back, and he let out a cold breath, Zhenyuan ran his whole body, the long sword in his hand shook suddenly, exuding a chilling cold, and the heaven and earth vitality swarmed towards him, pointing at the tip of the sword, turning into a giant elephant, roaring and rushing towards the little monk.

As far as the eye can see, there seems to be a full sky of wind and snow, mixed with the cold wind to wrap the figure of the little monk, submerge, disappear, only the roar of the giant elephant remains.

Bai Qingyue nodded slightly, Leng Bingyang was practicing on his mountain, and he would also give some guidance on weekdays, it was obvious that he had touched a trace of the true meaning of the "Yuan Chi Wax Elephant Technique", not the huge ferocity of the giant elephant transformed by the vitality, but the ubiquitous vastness and coldness.

Suddenly, the sound of gold and iron clashing came out, followed by a little golden light slowly lit up, gradually amplified, and in a golden bell-shaped true yuan light cover, the little monk was sitting precariously, his eyes closed, and his mouth was full of words.

Leng Bingyang's eyes couldn't help but widen, is he fighting like this? Blocking is blocking, is it possible to let himself attack so much? Let himself chop and thorn?

As a sword cultivator, Leng Bingyang was told all kinds of aura of sword cultivation at a very young age, especially that point, which had the greatest killing power.

He snorted coldly, since you are so big, no wonder my subordinates are ruthless.

The long sword pointed out, the wind and snow rose again, and the elephant roared as before.

It's just that after a few swords, he put his sword on the ground with one hand, looking at the light shield that was still stable in disbelief, and the little monk with a peaceful expression in it.

At this moment, the little monk opened his eyes suddenly, "You have beaten me for so long, it's my turn." ”

Leng Bingyang was happy in his heart, he actually had the power of a complete sword, but just now he had an idea and deliberately showed weakness, and the little monk was really fooled.

Leng Bingyang quietly accumulated strength, and the fingers holding the hilt of the sword were slightly pale because of the force, waiting for the moment when the little monk withdrew the light mask and attacked him.

Immediately after, his eyes widened, and a golden bell-shaped light shield suddenly dilated in his pupils, and then he was knocked out of the ring with a blow.

The crowd under the ring quickly dodged into the void, lying on the ground coldly, looking at the clear blue sky, with a face full of unwillingness, and muttered: "This is unreasonable. ”

I also feel that it is unreasonable, and there are many heads on the viewing platform, not to mention that the protection of this bell-shaped light mask is so exaggerated, it can still be used as a weapon to attack, and it can always be protected when the user attacks, isn't it incomprehensible???

As the masters of the Five Sects, Chen Qingfeng, Yan Jinghan and others naturally have different knowledge, and the monks above the three realms of the True Yuan Cover can be urged, but this Buddhist disciple can actually practice to the point where he can retract and release freely, and he is so solid and solid, which is by no means unusual.

One by one, in the eyes of the place where the Buddhists stood, they naturally also attached some importance to this mysterious sect that had always been not very concerned about the things on the mountain, but was silently developing under the mountain, and had some new ideas, as for whether it was good intentions, or jealousy, or something else, there were a lot of dirty things in this world, since the leader of Buddhism was willing to take the limelight, he must have considered it carefully.

The big bald head stood in place, his hands folded, responding to the eyes, his heart was pious, the Buddha had predicted in the fundamental scriptures of the sect that there would be great changes in this world that had not been seen for a thousand years, so he had to be in the limelight, as for the next thing, there are also countermeasures, just wait for this matter, and make detailed arrangements after returning to the mountain gate.

The little monk stood in the ring, folded in all directions, and then got off the ring with his little short legs.

Xiaodao Tong Li Zi had already been waiting there early, patted the little monk's bald head with satisfaction, and gave a thumbs up, "Not bad." ”

The little monk puffed up his chest slightly, smiled shyly, and Li Zi straightened his face again, "Don't be proud!"

The little monk nodded, lowered his head and walked back to the futon silently.

Pei Zhen looked at Cui Pheasant, Lu Qi and Fu Tianqi and muttered, "This means." ”

"The two disciples of the Sword Sect who have already fought have all been wiped out. Cui Pheasant took over the conversation coldly, and a trace of worry could still be heard in his tone.

Lu Qi also chimed in: "It's still a brittle defeat with almost no suspense." ”

Fu Tianqi sighed, what should be said has been said by you, it seems that I am a little stupid.

In the third battle, Ge Lang faced a disciple of the Sword Sect, and in the fourth battle, Wang Heng of the Wang family faced a disciple of the Sword Sect.

As a result, all the Sword Sect disciples who were watching breathed a sigh of relief.

The two Sword Sect disciples both defeated their opponents after a hard battle, slightly preserving the face of the Sword Sect, and the results of two wins and two losses were not too shabby.

However, Chen Qingfeng and Bai Qingyue in the stands, as well as the rest of the Sword Sect elders sitting around the viewing platform, all looked as usual, quietly waiting for the other party's hidden killing moves.

Aroused by the two wonderful bitter battles, the enthusiastic Sword Sect disciples all set their eyes on Liu Yuezhou, the fifth Sword Sect disciple to fight, and the opponent he had to face was Zixiao Palace Xiaodao Tong Li Zi.

Li Zi got up and touched Doro's head, and said in his mouth, "Rub some luck, rub some luck." ”

Doro didn't say anything, Li Zhichuan really couldn't stand it, and coughed lightly, Li Zi was like a cat with its tail stepped on, and its little short legs swayed rapidly, and rushed into the ring at once.

With the experience of the little monk Doro, no one in the field despised him because of Li Zi's figure, but was a little solemn.

Li Zi wailed in his heart, "It's not fun now, I didn't pretend to be forced to slap my face, counterattack and kill, what else is there to compare with this competition, just announce the result directly." ”

Thinking of this, he looked at Doro with a resentful expression, "It's all your fault." ”

Doro's eyes widened in confusion.

Li Zi's heart moved, and he had a ghost idea, should he not be a wicked person?

It's the kind of arrogance and hatred that makes people's teeth itch, the more Li Zi thinks about it, the more energetic he becomes, when he was two or three years old, he loved to pester those senior brothers in Zixiao Palace to tell stories, he can't be a big hero, it seems good to be a big villain, they are the most memorable.

It's a pity that I'm a big child of seven or eight years old now, and I don't read those naïve and clumsy stories anymore, otherwise I would have been able to design a very infuriating plot.

With a weird smile, Li Zi turned his gaze and saw Yunluo's gentle smiling face, and immediately deflated, this guy is also from the Sword Sect, forget it and save some face for their Sword Sect.

I had to fight hard and salute Liu Yuezhou, Liu Yuezhou also has a gentle personality on weekdays, and said politely: "There is a difference between the young and the old, although Yuezhou is not necessarily your opponent, but please make the first move." ”

Li Zi sighed in his heart, and he was even more bored.

Unexpectedly and unexpectedly, Liu Yuezhou was defeated, defeated by the endless exquisite Taoist techniques of Li Zi.

Liu Yuezhou stood up with his sword, still with a smile on his face, "Good luck." ”

Li Zi hung his head and got out of the ring three times in one step, and Doro first waited on the edge of the ring in return, excitedly wanting to celebrate with him, who knew to see such a look.

He asked curiously, "What's the matter? Didn't you win? Why are you still like this?"

Li Zi waved his hand, "Little fart, you know a fart." ”

Doro said aggrievedly: "You told me before that you were born in the same nature as me. ”

Li Zi turned his head and glared, and Doro immediately looked serious and nodded, "You're right. ”

Li Zi was deflated all of a sudden, and sat down on the futon, "I have to endure the suffering that does not belong to this age at a young age, I am worried!"

A chestnut flew in the air, and Li Zi immediately sat upright, watching the most eye-catching duel of the sword crown competition that was about to be staged next.

Sword Sect Bai Song, against Daozhuang Xingtian;

Xiling pair traverse;

Cold sword against fierce sword.

When Bai Song got up silently and passed by Yunluo's side, Yunluo said softly: "I wish Senior Brother Bai all the best." ”

Bai Song turned his head to look at him, showing a rare smile, "I wish you well." ”