"Senior Brother Su, this Yu Peng has been looking for trouble for you again and again, taking advantage of this sect competition, I can be regarded as angry for you. ”

After Yan Ming defeated Yu Peng's five people, a happy smile appeared on his face, and he flashed and came to Su Chen. Su Chen was relieved to see that Yan Ming was not injured in any way, and hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you Senior Brother Yan, did Senior Brother use the sword technique just now?"

Su Chen was a little curious, he really felt that the Yan Ming Flying Sword seemed to have spirituality just now, as if it had come to life, which reminded him of the third realm of the legendary monk - the Imperial Realm.

"How can it be so fast, I just luckily stepped into the realm of feelings. Yan Ming shook his head, and then informed Su Chen of the three stages of stepping into the Imperial Realm, and Su Chen suddenly realized.

"By the way, I heard that Senior Brother Su stepped into the Sitting Picture Realm a few days ago, has Senior Brother chosen the natal magic weapon?" Yan Ming seemed to remember the matter of asking his heart, and said steadily by the way.

"Natal magic weapon?" Su Chen repeated in a low voice, and then glanced at the flying sword in Yan Ming's hand, "Little Senior Brother Yan Ming, do disciples in the Sitting Zhao Realm have to choose a flying sword when choosing a natal magic weapon?"

"Not really!" Yan Ming's face wrinkled slightly, and he scratched his head, "But all the people in charge of my sect have chosen the flying sword as the monk's natal magic weapon, because our senior brother of the Bishan Sect, the only third-generation disciple of the fourth realm, is the flying sword used, and when I saw the senior brother flying when I was a child, I made up my mind to be a sword immortal like the senior brother." ”

Su Chen looked at Yao Liang's face full of reverence, and couldn't help but shake his head, he had also considered using a flying sword before, Su Chen had asked Elder Fang about it, if the magic weapon itself was not spiritual when choosing a magic weapon, it was best for the monk to create the magic weapon himself, and the cultivation world had always believed that this would help increase the chance of the monk feeling the spirit.

"Elder Fang told me that if you want to build a good flying sword, the amount of heavenly materials and earth treasures consumed is an astronomical amount. Su Chen muttered quietly, with some regret on his face, after learning the scriptures, Su Chen likes to practice swords even more, and he also wants to become a sword immortal, "But I have been using the white jade ruler as a sword master for the past few months, and I have used it for so long, I am really used to it." ”

Thinking of this, Su Chen took out the white jade ruler from his arms and took a look, since he began to practice the sword, the white jade ruler has never left his body, but after so long, Su Chen has never felt the spiritual sense in the white jade ruler, but he has become more and more handy with the basic sword style.

"Hey, does the junior brother want to use this ruler as a natal magic weapon?" Yan Ming was a little surprised when he saw Su Chen take out the white jade ruler, Su Chen thought for a long time, and nodded yes.

"Then junior brother has to pay attention, this ruler looks like something made by Confucian scholars, we cultivators have never dealt with those sanctimonious Confucian disciples, Senior Brother Su should be cautious when using this ruler. ”

This is the first time Su Chen has heard the evaluation of Confucianism from people in his cultivation, he himself is a scholar, and he can't help but be a little curious, "Senior Brother Yan, how much do you know about Confucianism? Before I joined the Bishan School, I studied with an old gentleman for a few years, and this white jade ruler was given to me by the old gentleman back then." ”

"Oh, that's fine. Su Chen made up the origin of a white jade ruler at random, and said that he believed it to be true, "This old gentleman should be a good person, but it's a pity, if you come to cultivate immortals with us and ask how good it would be, or Senior Brother Su is smart and knows how to abandon Confucianism and cultivate immortals." ”

Su Chen smiled dryly, but didn't answer, how could he not know that it must be the elders of the Bishan Sect who told him about Confucianism, "Senior brother, have we passed the first round of the big competition?" Su Chen hurriedly changed the topic, he felt a little strange in his heart, it had been a long time since Yan Ming had won, Xu Mu had taken out the Blood Stone before, and Su Chen also wanted to see if Yan Ming would also have Blood Stone Stone.

"That's right!" Yan Ming frowned again, not realizing the other meaning of Su Chen's words, "It stands to reason that after defeating Yu Peng, we can be regarded as passing the first round of the competition." ”

"Did Senior Brother Yan forget something?" Su Chen continued to remind.

"What's the matter?" Yan Ming turned his head to look at Su Chen, looking dazed.

"I watched Senior Brother Xu defeat his opponent in the first round of the big competition, and took out a red stone in his hand, do you need this thing to activate the ring formation?" Su Chen couldn't deal with a man who was only twelve or thirteen years old. The young man, who seemed to him to be very simple, continued to beat around the bush, and had to talk away.

"Stone? I don't know, Brother Xu has this thing, why didn't I see it?" Yan Ming was even more suspicious, Su Chen didn't look like it was a fake, and he didn't know why he felt as if a mountain had been removed, if such a simple boy as Yan Ming was implicated in the Blood Stone, Su Chen didn't know how to face this magnificent cultivation avenue in his heart.

"That's right! Maybe these miscellaneous disciples haven't been solved yet, this ring was originally meant to be a person who cultivates to a high level of strength to win, although we defeated Yu Peng, but these miscellaneous disciples still have the strength to spare, the previous junior brother said that Sun Dayong has already taken refuge in the Taishang Elder line, betrayed my head of the line, I will clean up the door for the senior brother. ”

As soon as Yan Ming's words fell, he took the flying sword and rolled up a large piece of sword light and shot towards Sun Dayong and the others.

"Senior Brother Su, no!" Su Chen's voice was a step slower, and his body style was much worse than Yan Ming, and he couldn't catch up with Yan Ming quickly.

The sword light did not show the slightest mercy, and when he was determined to make a move, Sun Dayong already understood that the Miscellaneous Servants Academy was now completely on the opposite side of the head of the family. But Sun Dayong did not regret it at all, he took a deep breath, looked at the miscellaneous disciples beside him who looked like ashes, his eyes were firm, and he held his flying sword in front of everyone.

Seeing this, Yan Ming snorted even more coldly, and the three-inch-long sword light was fleeting, "I want to see if you are real, even if you don't want to die, you have to protect this group of miscellaneous disciples." The sword light is not pitiful and weak, Sun Dayong is even more powerless to resist, a thin layer of spiritual power shield condensed on his body is under the oblique stab of Yan Ming's sword light, and it instantly disintegrates, I don't know if Yan Ming ran out of spiritual power when he fought with Yu Peng and others before, the power of this sword light is obviously much weaker, and at the same time, the angle is not well controlled, after piercing Sun Dayong's spiritual power shield, it only left a wound on his shoulder.

"Sun Dayong, I treat you very well, and I even allocate cultivation resources for your miscellaneous academy every month, why do you still betray my head of the family. Yan Ming looked at Sun Dayong, who was half-kneeling on the ground, with blood dripping from his shoulder, his tone was mixed with deep anger, there are not many disciples in the head of the family, although the miscellaneous service house is dispensable, but Yan Ming's eyes can't tolerate the word betrayal.

Sun Dayong, who was originally intent on death, found that Yan Ming did not kill him, but in the face of Yan Ming's questioning, he didn't know how to speak, just lowered his head and remained silent.

Su Chen, who came one step later, saw that Sun Dayong was only injured, he put his mind at ease, and said that he was just a simple-minded young man who would read some friendship, and found that Su Chen, who had not taken Sun Dayong's name, had no intention of stopping him, but stood aside and watched silently, "I want to see what Senior Brother Yan wants to do." ”

Yan Ming saw that Sun Dayong didn't speak, and the anger on his face was even worse, "Senior Brother treats you as a family member, and the head of the sect even said that he wants to cancel the division of disciple levels in the sect, and Senior Aunt Feng even gives you cultivation resources every month to teach you to practice, are you using betrayal to repay my head of the family?"

After Yan Ming finished speaking, he seemed to be really angry, but Sun Dayong kept silent, Yan Ming angrily threw out a spiritual light, and hit Sun Dayong's chest again, Sun Dayong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his breath was sluggish.

"Senior Brother Sun......"

"Senior Brother Sun, are you okay......" Seeing this, the other miscellaneous disciples all supported Sun Dayong, their faces were sad, and many of them even cried.

"Senior Brother Yan is reasonable, we have no shame to face Senior Brother, but we also have our own difficulties. At this time, among the miscellaneous disciples, a figure suddenly walked out, saying that he knew that this person's name was Sun San, who was brought back to the miscellaneous service courtyard by Sun Dayong, and had the best relationship with Sun Dayong.

"You say. Yan Ming spit out the two words, no longer spoken, and Sun San, who was frightened by his terrifying gaze, collapsed to the ground, and he cried and said: "Since the day we entered the Miscellaneous Courtyard, we are destined to be the lowest disciples of the sect, and our biggest dream is to be called a disciple of the outer sect of the sect through hard work, but talent determines our cultivation speed, Senior Brother Yan is the pride of the sky, how can we understand our feelings?"

After Sun San finished speaking, he closed his eyes, with an expression on his face that looked at death as if he were at home, in his heart, he must have only died if he spoke like this.

"Go on. After a while, Yan Ming just said this, Sun San was heartbroken, and continued: "Senior Brother and Senior Brother Yan do treat us like pro-junior brothers, and Senior Aunt Feng does treat us like pro-disciples, but so what, we are just miscellaneous disciples after all, no matter how hard we try, we can't break through to the Sitting Shadow Realm, and if we don't sit in the Shine Realm, how can we have the face to call ourselves the disciples of the head line......

"So you chose to betray the head of the sect and join the Supreme Elder line?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Yu told me that Elder Taishang has a lineage that allows us to quickly break through to the Sitting Shadow Realm......

"Hmph! I've never heard of a way to improve your strength without cultivating yourself. ”

Yan Ming snorted coldly, looking at the people in the miscellaneous courtyard, there was only a look of disappointment on his face.

"Senior Brother Yan doesn't know, that's because Senior Brother Yan is lonely and unheard......" Suddenly a huge sword light came from behind him, and Yu Peng's voice followed.

"Senior Brother Yan, be careful...... Su Chen was shocked, and hurriedly reminded him, but it was too late, the huge sword light slashed at Yan Ming's back, and Yan Ming instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

"Senior Brother Yan, Senior Brother Yan......" Su Chen hurriedly ran over, his face was full of self-blame, he was attracted by Sun San and Yan Ming's words, and he had no idea to back, which gave Yu Peng and the others a chance.

"Senior Brother Yu......" Sun San saw Yu Peng appear, his face showed joy, and his face was flattering, "Senior Brother Yu, I will do everything you command." ”

"Well, you've done a great job this time. Yu Peng coughed, his face showed a sickly pale, he had been injured by Yan Ming before, and now he sneaked up on Yan Ming, almost using up his last trace of spiritual power.

"Hmph, you all have to die......" Yu Peng sneered, took out a bloody stone from his arms, and several red rays of light shot out from the blood stone, shooting towards Yan Ming and the disciples of the Miscellaneous Servant Academy.

"Senior Brother Yu, what are you doing...... Sun San was shocked and hurriedly shouted.

Yu Peng ignored it, and the red light wrapped many miscellaneous disciples, and Sun San and the others felt that their spiritual power was imprisoned, and then they were devoured by the blood of the blood demon in a terrified scream......

"If the spiritual blood is used on you, you can only break through to the sitting light realm, it is better to turn into spiritual blood, and then it will be your turn......" Yu Peng turned his head and looked at Yan Ming and Su Chen, who were wrapped in several red lights, with a hint of happiness on his face, "Hahaha! What about geniuses? Only those who survive are real geniuses......

A moment later, Su Chen's voice suddenly sounded in the red light.

"Senior Brother Yu, isn't it a little early to be happy?"