With a cold snort, the elder of the Heavenly Art Sect glared at Daojing Zhenren with a cold face.

Behind him, Li Xiaoyi was looking around, wanting to thank the girl who had just led the way.

Daojing Zhenren's reaction was not unpleasant, and after Li Xiaoyi seriously injured his opponent, he saw the other party's elder come to the stage.

As soon as his body moved, he blocked Li Xiaoyi behind him, for fear that the people of the Heavenly Art Sect would be angry and make some outrageous moves.

"Your Sect has really produced a good disciple!" said the elder of the Heavenly Art Sect, his eyes were gloomy, and his yin and yang were weird.

Daojing Zhenren sneered, did not give in, and replied with a somewhat mocking tone: "Thank you for admitting it, it's just a fluke." ”

"Let's not turn the mountains and the water turn!" With a cold snort again, the elder of the Heavenly Art Sect shook his sleeves and left.

Without seeing the figure of the female disciple of Shushan, Li Xiaoyi shifted his attention to the eyes.

Seeing that the people of the Heavenly Art Sect were walking away angrily, Daojing Zhenren protected himself again, so he thanked the other party.

Daojing Zhenren waved his hand and looked at Li Xiaoyi: "Remember to come early next time!"

Li Xiaoyi hurriedly agreed, "Yes!" and got out of the ring with Daojing Zhenren, and behind him was a long chant from the judge elder of Shushan.

"The ninth ring, the third competition, Kunlun Sect Li Xiaoyi wins!"

On the gimbal, there was a smile on the face of Daolin Zhenren, and Mr. Miao Ke next to him praised: "This son is good, stable but not chaotic, wise in urgency, and a material that can be made." ”

Dao Lin was polite, and Wushi Zhenren suddenly spoke: "The person who can be favored by Xuanyun's predecessors is indeed worthy of Mr. Miaoke's eight words." ”

Mr. Tiangua Zi Miaoke smiled, as if he had a profound sense of play: "This is also the reason why Shushan took back the gold medal for death?"

"That's a mistake!" Dao Lin hurriedly said: "Li Xiaoyi's matter was originally just a misunderstanding. ”

Squinted his eyes at Wushi Zhenren, but saw that he still had a calm attitude, and he didn't seem to have any plans, and continued to dwell on this matter, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

After the last competition, the heads of the sects said goodbye to each other, and when Dao Lin came down from the cloud platform, there was a hint of joy in the corners of his eyes.

Kunlun in today's game, achieved a record of five wins and one defeat, which is really good, although the scale of the sword trial will be expanded compared with the past, both good and bad, both good and bad.

If the battle record is extremely poor, Kunlun's disgrace today is not only limited to the six sects, but in front of the world's Daomen.

If it is a long face, such as the record this time, it can also sweep away the sense of decline that Kunlun gave to each sect in the past.

Thinking about these things, Dao Lin returned to the courtyard where the Kunlun disciples were, but saw that everyone was surrounding a new list, and he frowned.

Dao Lin stepped forward to watch, and all the disciples, except for Li Xiaoyi and Daojing Zhenren, stepped forward to salute one after another.

Heavenly Desert Gate?

With a deep groan, Dao Lin continued to look down, but when he saw the names of the Great Yan Sect and the Dragon and Tiger Sect appearing on the paper, he couldn't help frowning, and the smile in the corner of his eyes was long gone.

"I didn't expect to meet the children of the great sect so soon, I don't know if it was intentional. Dao Jing's face was obviously not good-looking.

Dao Lin sneered: "Even so, what can we do, sooner or later, we will have to meet." ”

He looked back at the disciples and said, "You are the elite disciples of my Kunlun, don't think about whether someone did it deliberately, these opponents are what you must encounter." Remember, we Kunlun are never afraid of things, let alone people!"

"Yes!"

All the disciples said in unison, and the depths of their eyes burst out with a burning enthusiasm.

Hearing these words, Li Xiaoyi's heart also felt a little surging, but he came this time to be famous.

According to Senior Sister Murong, as long as he becomes more famous, the more the Shushan Sword Sect will not dare to secretly attack him, and the more Kunlun will protect him, just like today.

Fortunately, Li Xiaoyi's opponent tomorrow is not from a major sect, but a disciple of a medium sect.

If he still had disciples who underestimated the small sect before, Han Cheng's offensive and defensive performance today completely made him let go of his contempt.

However, fighting and fighting are not completely dependent on brute force, Li Xiaoyi put the talisman seal in his hand away.

His mind is obvious, he must not expose his strength until he meets a real strong person.

Isn't there such a sentence, soldier, treacherous! Li Xiaoyi thought like this.

And what he didn't know was that at this moment, Jun Hao, the master of the Heavenly Desolate Gate, was also saying to a disciple named Wang Likun: "Knowing yourself and knowing that the other side can win a hundred battles, Kunlun Zhang Sheng's game, can you watch it?"

"Returning to the Master, I have seen it. Wang Likun replied.

"How?" Jun Hao asked again.

Wang Likun showed a touch of hideousness: "Tomorrow, I want the world to see how the Heavenly Desolate Gate defeated Kunlun." ”

On the second day, Li Xiaoyi came to the ring of the sword trial meeting early in the morning with Daojing Zhenren and others.

It's still the ninth ring, and it's still the elder of Shushan, but the difference is that he has to arrive earlier than the other party today.

Looking up at the sky, today's sun seemed to be more than yesterday's, and Li Xiaoyi began to feel a little impatient.

Daojing Zhenren also looked back, and after admonishing his disciples, he walked towards the No. 5 stand, because there was a more important game there today.

Just when Li Xiaoyi felt that he was about to be dried by the sun, the disciples and elders of the Wind Feather Sect finally appeared.

To Li Xiaoyi's surprise, the one who came to the stage to compete with himself turned out to be a woman, and she was still a woman with a bit of beauty.

She first arched her hand to Li Xiaoyi: "Zhou Xiaotong, a third-generation disciple of the Wind Feather Sect, has seen senior brother. ”

Li Xiaoyi's heart was extremely irritable, but his face was a humble gentleman, and he replied with a smile: "Kunlun, Li Xiaoyi!"

The judge elder suddenly shouted at this time! Without waiting for Li Xiaoyi to make any moves, Zhou Xiaotong seemed to have been prepared, and immediately showed a flower umbrella.

The body also floated lightly, flying into the air, dragging the handle of the umbrella with one hand, and suddenly holding the flower umbrella with the other hand.

Suddenly, silver light flew out of the sky, like a burst of petals falling rain.

One moment he was still a beautiful son, and the next moment he was going to fight for his life, Li Xiaoyi thought sarcastically, but his subordinates were not slow.

The thick soil turned off the flag in his hand, and he waved it to the sky without thinking about it, and immediately a sudden wind descended, enveloping Li Xiaoyi's whole body.

The silver blade of the rain of petals was suddenly swept in by the wind, and with this whirlwind, it kept galloping and spinning like a wheel.

Zhou Xiaotong in mid-air, seeing that his attack did not work, slapped the storage bag on his waist with his other hand, and a spear with a triple heaven grade was held in his hand.

With the chanting of a spell, three runes lit up on the spear, and Li Xiaoyi, who was on the ground, had already seen this scene, and without waiting for Zhou Xiaotong to exert his strength, he took the lead.

The thick soil in his hand flipped off the flag and shook it suddenly, and the sudden wind wrapped in itself seemed to be thrown out by a ball.

Carrying the ever-expanding strong wind around it, in the process of flying rapidly, it actually formed a huge wind vortex.

Among them, there are even more mottled light and shadows, which are actually the petal-like blades of light that Zhou Xiaotong shot at Li Xiaoyi before, mixed in it, and rushed towards Zhou Xiaotong together.

The latter didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and when he saw such a wind, his face changed suddenly.

The spear in his hand let out a screeching sound, and it shot out like a meteor that cut through the night sky.

The two met in the air, the speed of the spear was extremely fast, and the speed of the whirlwind was also extremely fast like a wind blade, coupled with the petal light blade that had been mixed in it before, a crackling sound was endless.

This side is stalemate, Li Xiaoyi knows that his wind blade vortex can't resist the spear's one-piece penetration after all.

Taking advantage of this gap, after the Quartet Treasure Mirror conjured an illusion, he hurriedly cast a shapeshift and quietly touched it.

At this moment, the spear was really as he expected, from the wind blade vortex, it still penetrated the past, and after shattering the wind blade vortex, it directly fixed Li Xiaoyi's phantom body on the ground.

seems to have seen through Li Xiaoyi's tricks, or watched Li Xiaoyi's game before.

The flower umbrella in Zhou Xiaotong's hand spun like flying, and there was a burst of petal rain, which was more ferocious than before, and it actually enveloped the entire ring.

Li Xiaoyi, who had to come out of the illusion, saw an inexplicable pride on the corner of this woman's mouth.

Li Xiaoyi's gaze turned cold, and the thick earth flipped away from the flag and rolled out a sudden wind again, supporting his whole body to resist the invisible blade of light falling from the sky.

On his chest, the brilliance of a full moon suddenly shone out. Zhou Xiaotong was recalling the spear, and when he was in a hurry, he was shrouded by the light on the Quartet Treasure Mirror.

Suddenly, the soul was shocked, and the whole person almost fell from mid-air, and there were bursts of exclamations from the Wind Feather Sect.

It was as if the feeling that the soul was about to be pulled out of the body, which made Zhou Xiaotong dizzy for a while, and when he wanted to resist this force of attraction with all his strength in fear, the flower umbrella in his hand stopped rotating.

"Can't stop the flower umbrella!" The elders of the Wind Feather Sect seemed to see the clue, and hurriedly shouted to stop it, but it was too late.

A silent figure appeared in Zhou Xiaotong's field of vision at the moment when the flower umbrella stopped.

Before she could react, she felt a pain in the left side of her face, and a huge impact hit her left side of the face.

Zhou Xiaotong, who was blindfolded in an instant, his body fell from the sky like a stone, but it was not over yet.

The chest was once again tightly clasped by five fingers like iron hooks. Another slap was slammed on her right cheek, and this time, Zhou Xiaotong was completely unconscious.

In the ring, Li Xiaoyi landed lightly, his right hand was still grasping Zhou Xiaotong's chest, the monks of the Fengyu Sect were red-faced, and their eyes were about to breathe fire, but they were not allowed to go on stage because of the rules.

It wasn't until the judges and elders of Shushan shouted: "Kunlun, Li Xiaoyi wins!" that they rushed to the stage.

When the judge elder shouted that he had won, Li Xiaoyi had already let go of his hand, got out of the ring lightly, and left without looking back.