The sky was hazy and drizzling.

Ling Zhishi looked at Ling Zitong in his arms, and then locked his gaze to the sky. He was returning to Yuanzong the same way as before, and although the two places were thousands of miles apart, he had already deeply imprinted the nearby places in his mind. And at this time, he just wanted to return to Yuanzong as soon as possible.

It has been three days since the last Yuan Sect left, and the duel agreed upon is also today, but Ling Zhishi has only just walked halfway to the road, he has been carefully taking care of Ling Zitong, flying steadily, and at the same time, he will inject her with the breath of Xuanqing Decisive every three hours.

The Hundred Poison Prohibition would cause the poisoned person to explode and die within three days, but Xuan Qing Jue could suppress it for a short time, but the black qi would soon enter and spread again, so Ling Zhishi had to do it.

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Yuanzong, martial arts tournament, in the ring.

In this place, thousands of Yuanzong disciples have gathered, and in the center of the crowd, there is a huge arena protected by the elder's aura, not only that, but in this battle, many people on the prefecture-level and heaven-level rankings want to witness the boiling Ling Zhishi.

"What's going on, why hasn't Ling Zhishi arrived yet?"

There were more than ten elders sitting directly above the ring, obviously it was just a battle about the human list, and in the face of so many elders, it was no wonder that there would be such a scene. But on the far left, an old man frowned, his eyes looking at the mentor in the ring. The tutor immediately understood and nodded.

"It's noon, about the top ten of Ling Zhishi's challenger list, the point is up, and both sides are invited to the ring. The mentor clicked on his toes, and a faint blue light ran beside him, and when his voice just fell, his whole body was as light as a swallow, and his figure stepped on the void.

Although the voice was not loud, this majestic voice clearly reached everyone's ears. Immediately afterwards, I saw a short-haired man with a heavy sword and a heavy sword lightly walking to the ring.

Everyone recognized at a glance the man with a heavy sword and a silver jade ring on his wrist. Tenth on the list, Yan Wenbo. His strength had already reached the second stage of the Split Sky Realm, and although he looked bulky, he was as light as a swallow when he operated the heavy sword, and he could slash hundreds of times in a row.

Not only that, all of the top ten on the list already have the strength of the prefecture level, but they have many intentions, some are to dominate the list and expand their power, and some are to make a splash and strive to skip the level in the next list challenge, which will also impress the elders.

Especially the first person on the list, Qihe. I heard that his strength had already reached the sixth stage of the Split Sky Realm, and when he won the first place on the list, the top thirty disciples of Zeng Hedi had a conflict, but he was unexpectedly slapped by Qihe and stunned.

Therefore, many people have also turned their targets to Qihe, and he is also an extremely mysterious figure. And it is precisely because of his dominance that the elders of Yuanzong have the confidence to let Xuan Lao challenge the top ten on the list, even if Ling Zhishi is really strong, even the wheel battle will consume his physical strength, and in the end, he is naturally not Qihe's opponent.

It's just that the opposite side of Yan Wenbo has been empty, and there is no trace of anyone at all.

"What about people? Did he oversleep?"

There was a commotion in the crowd, and now it was already noon, that is, the period of the war, but after such a long time, Ling Zhishi's figure did not appear at all. At this time, Shui Ruolan hid in the corner of the crowd, her hands clasped to her chest, and she looked worriedly at the no-man's place in the ring.

"Hey, it won't be scared, I guess I'm secretly watching somewhere, I didn't expect there to be such a formation, I'm afraid of being beaten. Are you regretting that you agreed to fight?" Yan Wenbo sneered, at this time, so many people were watching here, how could he get the elders to pay attention to himself if he didn't show off his feelings?

"Huh?" the elders glanced at each other, eventually closing their eyes to the seat that had been empty. The elder on the far left snorted angrily and shouted, "What about Old Man Xuan? ”

There was a strong wave of aura in the air, and everyone took half a step back, not daring to look at them head-on. But this just shows that this is not a joke, but Ling Zhishi really didn't come in time.

At this time, at the back of the crowd, a young girl suddenly appeared, her eyes a little puzzled. Hide your breath.

"What about the people of Ling Zhishi? How dare you fight with me?! Could it be that all your deeds on the mainland are fake? With the position of an auction house guest secretary, you can do whatever you want? Coward, I can give you a hand when you come out now. Yan Wenbo put the heavy sword beside him and shouted loudly.

"Get Xuan Lao over. And now tell them that if he doesn't show up at three o'clock in the afternoon, it will be equivalent to Ling Zhishi's abstention. According to the agreement, he is no longer a member of my Yuan Sect, even if Xuan Lao comes, it will be useless!" Suddenly, the Yuan Sect Sect Master in the center slowly opened his eyes, as if a sharp sword was piercing from the sky, and everyone felt a chill and tremble. This is something that can only be dominated by the breath of a king.

Yes, yes. The face of the mentor who was on the void couldn't help but slip into a sweat, and then he hurriedly stopped the crowd who were whispering, and shouted at the top of his voice: "The time is postponed to three o'clock in the afternoon, if there is still no one to fight, Ling Zhishi will not be a disciple of Yuanzong in the future." ”

"Why? This is too unreasonable, isn't it? Just because he is Xuan Lao's apprentice? Or is it because of this duel?" Shui Ruolan's delicate face was full of anger, she pointed at her mentor and shouted loudly, fortunately, Lan Zitian on the side had been paying attention to Shui Ruolan's situation, and then hurriedly blocked her mouth, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable, there were more than ten elders gathered here.

But no small detail can escape this group of elders who are a hundred years old, but fortunately, they just glanced at Shui Ruolan lightly, and they didn't intend to pursue it.

After more than ten minutes, another mentor flew in the distance, and the cloud pattern of the green robe on their body was the best symbol. This mentor came to the front of the sect master, and then hurriedly said respectfully: "I shouted several times under the Zizhu Peak, and forgave my sins and entered it, but I didn't find any figure inside, looking at the dust and residual breath outside, the mountain peak has been empty for two to four days. ”

The sect master snorted lightly and waited for a few minutes again, but still didn't see Xuan Lao or Ling Zhishi. He glanced at his mentor, then stood up gently, accompanied by a raging breath, and said slowly in a steady voice: "This battle, Ling Zhishi did not come as scheduled according to the specified time, so he will no longer be a disciple of the Yuan Sect, so don't talk about him to me in the sect in the future." ”

"Hey, this is the end! Uncle Ben has been waiting here for most of the day, do you think it will be a powerful character?" Yan Wenbo laughed wildly, although he said this, he couldn't see any dissatisfaction on his face at all.

"In that case, how about I be your opponent?"

An indifferent voice echoed in the sky, and although there was no dazzling flower, everyone heard it completely. At the same time, I couldn't help but be curious about the master who spoke, and everyone who had been unelegant for a long time raised their interest again.

Yan Wenbo, who was in the ring, looked left and right, but an invisible voice kept echoing in his mind, he subconsciously clenched the heavy sword in his right hand, and shouted loudly with disdain: "Who is it? Don't be sneaky here, there is a kind of hurry up and come out for me." As soon as the words fell, the aftermath lingered. The silver-white hairends flashed in Yan Wenbo's afterglow, and he hurriedly turned his head, at that moment, it seemed that the world was quiet, and the heartbeat in his chest could be heard clearly.

This unique symbol is undoubtedly the best proof symbol of Yuanzong, in this place, there is such a silver hair, even if it is needless to say who it is, everyone knows that person will be ...... A thousand snows.

"You, why are you here?" Yan Wenbo had palpitations, and his legs subconsciously did not take half a step back. This girl is an existence that everyone in the Yuan Sect knows about, and she knocks down the genius girl who is the number one on the list in situ with one move, although her various information has been tested by the sect and has been picked up, but she is still a mystery all over her body, a mystery that makes everyone shudder.

"Didn't you call me out, make a move?!" Qianxue Yuliu picked lightly, a faint cold aura emanated from the tip of the sword, and her indifferent tone made people wonder if she had no feelings. At least her aura is cold and untainable to mortals, just like the Tianshan Snow Lotus on the top of the Snow Mountain, which is extremely noble.

Yan Wenbo forced a smile and stood in the ring with a heavy sword and a shudder. Even if he had nine lives, he wouldn't dare to fight this girl, don't look at her young age, but killing people is not ambiguous at all, just the tip of her outstretched sword makes him wonder if he can cut through the air.

"Hmph, the opponent I challenged today is not you?" Yan Wenbo finished speaking, and immediately turned his gaze to his mentor, "I don't know if this is against the rules?" It's already three o'clock in the afternoon, and Ling Zhishi hasn't arrived yet, so I won the victory in this ring." ”

"This ......" the mentor's eyes hesitated a little, and then turned to the sect master in confusion. For this girl, he can't guarantee that he can beat her, and he can't mess with this girl's life experience.

Seeing that the elder of Yuanzong was still bowing his head and whispering, Qianxue's face showed a trace of displeasure, and her silver-white hair was extremely bright in the sunlight, "There is a decision in the ring in the sect, if I can't arrive, I can transfer the position of the champion in the ring to others, if others help the champion to be defeated, I will be regarded as defeated, if others are undefeated, then I will always have the title of undefeated." But the reward, the helper is zero. ”

The elders who were muttering quietly suddenly paused, and all their eyes focused on Qianxue's face, but her face was indifferent, and her whole body revealed a cold air.