Chapter 171: Loose Cultivation

Da Ri Boxing, Tianbei Boxing Method, One-Word Divine Finger, Sumeru Legs, Six Pole Buddha Legs, all the martial arts that can be used with fists and feet, Leng Xiaohan has come to Guo Qing all over again. Seeing that the cyan fist shadow of the opponent's fists was getting lighter and fainter, Leng Xiaohan also saw the victory getting closer and closer.

When Guo Qing's fist smashed on Leng Xiaohan's stomach for the second time, Leng Xiaohan jumped up and kicked the opponent's head, kicking the opponent away. Landing outside the ring, Guo Qing rolled his eyes and fell to the ground softly.

As soon as the white light flashed, Guo Qing was teleported into the main hall. The Elder of the Fujinomiya glanced at Guo Qing and waved his hand to pull Guo Qing behind him: "It's not a big deal, it's just that the true yuan is all exhausted and out of strength." ”

In the ring, Leng Xiaohan sat down again, seemingly without the slightest intention of leaving.

"This contestant, today's ring fight is over, you can go back and rest. I won't continue to start until tomorrow~"

Glancing at the top, Leng Xiaohan was a little angry: "Am I willing to stay here and wait for tomorrow?

There was silence for a while, and then a weak voice came from above: "Okay." ”

It's not that Leng Xiaohan doesn't want to go back, but Leng Xiaohan is a little afraid of the rain in the east. It's not that the East will kill itself with rain, but that the East will imprison itself with the rain.

Escaping from Dongfang Yiyu's hands once, Leng Xiaohan felt that the other party might not be able to react. But it's been twice, Leng Xiaohan doesn't think that the other party will really be stupid to this extent.

'Level is secondary, even if the friend feature is permanently turned off, I don't care. But if he is imprisoned by Dongfang Yiyu, the consequences are unimaginable!' Closing his eyes, Leng Xiaohan concentrated on recovering from his injuries.

At this time, the continent of Cangzhou is not particularly calm. A group of black-clothed people are in a hidden cave, discussing the major event that is about to overthrow the entire Cangzhou.

"Because of Guo Yat-sen, I think we have been targeted. Recently, the defense of many cities in Cangzhou has been significantly strengthened, and we can't drag it out any longer!"

"Although we have all the staff, a lot of things are not in place. It's not so appropriate to start a war at this time, is it?"

"Do we still have a choice? From the time we all entered Cangzhou, Cangzhou was almost blocked. Do you think we'll leave by pretending nothing happened?"

"Indeed, many elders of the Ten Peerless Sword Mountains have been dispatched. Now we only have two paths:

First, kill the Ten Peerless Sword Mountains, seize control of Cangzhou, and become the Fourteen Immortal Sect.

Second, wait here for death. With those elders sitting at the exits, it is basically impossible for us to secretly leave Cangzhou. ”

"No matter whether this success or failure, as long as some of us leave alive, we must go back and chop Fan Jingsheng alive!"

"President, what is the success rate this time?"

The man in black sitting on the main seat sighed: "Before, the Demon Slayer Sword Sect had seven layers of certainty, but now the Ten Peerless Sword Mountains are only forty percent."

There was another sound of gnashing of teeth, and now these people were eager to eat Fan Jingsheng alive. Decades of preparation were ruined because Fan Jingsheng coveted hundreds of millions of spirit stones.

Under the watchful eye of the Demon Slayer Sword Sect, the odds of winning the seventh layer directly dropped to the second layer.

After half a year of hard work, the Huanyu Chamber of Commerce has brought a lot of things prepared in Jiangzhou to Cangzhou. But the Ten Peerless Sword Mountains seemed to have sensed something, and pressed step by step, looking like they were going to force these people out.

"We can't wait any longer, we have a better chance of succeeding. The day after tomorrow, in the early morning of the day after tomorrow, we will attack the Ten Absolute Sword Mountain!"

Once finalized, the man in black in the cave quickly vanished. Only the president of the Universal Chamber of Commerce remained, sitting on the throne and quietly looking ahead.

The movement of the ring woke up, and Leng Xiaohan, who was sitting cross-legged in the ring. Watching the rings merge one by one, soon the rings under Leng Xiaohan expanded more than tenfold.

The surroundings also changed, and layers of seats appeared around the originally blank surroundings. There are eight seats at the front that are not among them, and it looks like they should be prepared for the quarterfinals.

Not long after the space changed, the audience and the players entered the space one after another.

Leng Xiaohan not only saw Leng Zhuyi and Northern Tang Xuan, but also saw Dongfang Yiyu and Wanyushu.

Avoiding Dongfang Yiyu's eyes, Leng Xiaohan jumped out of the ring. didn't go to Leng Zhuyi, but sat down in the top eight seats.

"Hello everyone, I am the Sixth Elder of Mengyou Pavilion: Yu Jingjing. It's an honor to host this Jindan competition, and the following is the showdown of eight into four. Before the competition, let's get to know these eight monks. ”

Yu Jingjing made a gesture with her right hand, causing everyone's attention to shift to the top eight below. After waiting for a few seconds, Yu Jingjing started to introduce from the left.

"Ju Yunfei, our Mengyou Pavilion disciple. Although he is not very old, he is extremely talented. I feel that the winner of the title of the strongest Jindan this time is likely to be her. Okay~ although there is some suspicion of boasting. ”

"Yuwen Junliang, a disciple of the Immortal Sect. It should be the oldest of the eight finalists!, but the characteristics of the Immortal Sect are like this, the older you are, the stronger you are. ”

"Wang Jinghui, disciple of the Ten Peerless Sword Mountain. We don't need to say much about the disciples of the Ten Peerless Sword Mountain, right? In the Imperial Sword, no one in this realm can beat it. ”

"Long Ziming, disciple of Blood Demon Island. The stronger the more you fight, the more you fight to nourish the war, is the characteristic of Blood Demon Island. In addition, the Demon Dao Exercises have always been relatively strong, so you must be careful about Long Ziming. ”

"Yongren, a disciple of Rulai Temple. Unfortunately, we did not find any information about the temple. ”

"Tai Xiangming, a disciple of the Red Fire Sect. Although the Red Fire Sect is not the Fourteen Immortal Sect, its strength is not much weaker than that of the Fourteen Immortal Sect. ”

Looking at the last two, Yu Jingjing admired it very much: "The following two are casual cultivators! Everyone should seize the opportunity~"

Very playfully winked at the elders of the Fourteen Immortal Sect sitting in the middle of the audience, Yu Jingjing introduced Leng Xiaohan and the two.

"Leng Xiaohan, loose cultivation. However, judging from the exercises, the other party should have a relationship with the Rulai Temple. ”

"Liu Xing, loose cultivation. He practiced fists and feet, but he majored in claw skills. ”

After speaking, Yu Jingjing jumped in front of the eight people, and a wooden box also appeared in her hand: "Let's start drawing lots!"

After reading the numbers on the bamboo sticks in the hands of several people, Yu Jingjing waved her right hand, and Zhenyuan appeared in the ring in big characters: "In the first battle, Leng Xiaohan fought against Wang Jinghui." ”

Standing up and glancing at each other, the two landed in the ring at the same time. Looking at Leng Xiaohan curiously, a trace of disdain and jealousy flashed in Wang Jinghui's eyes: "You are our elder Guo's sworn brother?"

"It is said that you can also master swordsmanship, so don't hide it. Come on, let me see, what are you capable of, and what are the skills you have, to be Elder Guo's brother. Five hundred and nine flying swords appeared, and Wang Jinghui looked at Leng Xiaohan unkindly.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Leng Xiaohan shook his head: "With your flying swords of different grades, you can't win against me." ”