Chapter Seventy-Five: The Feast (Part II)

Three days later, Wandao Sect Xiaguang Peak. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Today is the day before the official start of the sect martial arts conference, if the sect has not come today, it is basically giving up this sect martial arts conference.

Therefore, at this moment, whether it is those forces that are watching the excitement, as well as the forces that come to participate in the sect martial arts competition, they are all waiting with their own disciples, wanting to see who else will come on this last day, and by the way, to see each other's disciples' strength.

Because there are rules in the sect martial arts competition, no matter how powerful your sect is, you can only participate in a hundred disciples at most, if you feel that your disciples are confident, you can only send a few people.

Therefore, the number of disciples of each force is not the same, and all the sects do not dare to fill the number indiscriminately in this regard, after all, if you don't have a little strength, even if you have enough disciples, it will be you who will suffer a heavy loss in the end.

This time, in addition to the Seven Holy Lands, there are also twelve first-class sect forces to participate, because the methods of the recent sect martial arts competitions are too bloody, and there are deaths and injuries at every turn, which makes some sects with poor strength dare not participate at will.

Although every time they participate in the sect martial arts competition, some sect disciples can get a lot of benefits and exercises, especially in that secret place, the competition is full of spiritual energy, and there are a lot of natural treasures, but compared to their own lives, it is insignificant.

At this moment, each of the masters and elders who participated in the sect martial arts competition gathered together to talk to each other, and the chief disciples of the sect and some disciples with outstanding strength were also talking in groups, as for the disciples with the worst strength, they were also talking to each other, but the disciples with the worst strength here were only relatively speaking, after all, they were proud to be able to participate in the sect martial arts conference.

It's just that between these dozen or so sects, some of them have a good relationship and naturally stand together, and for the sects with grievances, they are naturally very angry.

It seems that only the Hanging Sky View and the Hundred Flowers Valley are an exception, and the disciples of the two holy lands don't talk to anyone, they stand alone, looking at the strength of the other sects, but the result is a little surprising, they have already sensed a trace of uneasiness from the atmosphere of this year's sect martial arts competition.

And the most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the hanging view, there are a total of five people here at this moment, and the number of people participating in the sect martial arts competition is probably no more than a handful.

The entire Xiaguang Peak presents a prosperous and lively scene, after all, the feast of the sect martial arts conference is not held every year, and this is also the time to highlight the strength of the disciples of the sect and the strength of the sect.

Because the Valley of Hundred Flowers and the Hanging Observation Station were relatively close, after taking a look at the strength of all the sects around them and the subtle relationship between each of their sects, the Valley Lord of the Hundred Flowers Valley, Hua Lingsu, and the Hanging Observation Lord, Yuan Yixiu, glanced at each other.

Hua Lingsu green silk coiled up, her face was still moving, and standing next to her was the shadowless mother-in-law of the Mahayana realm, and Lin Banruo and several other outstanding disciples, as for behind him were almost seventy female disciples, and dozens of elders of the Hundred Flowers Valley.

Those female disciples were uniformly wearing pink gauze skirts, holding flying swords, their strength was about the same, but their breath was not bad, only a few top disciples, including Lin Banruo, had some different clothes, among them, the woman with a pink long skirt and a little arrogance between her eyebrows was the one who accompanied Lin Banruo in Hanshuitan at the beginning.

As for Yuan Yixiu's side, there are still the Song family brothers and sisters, Song Yuansheng and Song Rujing, at this moment, the two of them are looking around, I don't know what they are looking at, but there is an extra young man next to the Song family brothers and sisters, not very old, with red lips and white teeth, it seems that he has never seen such a big scene, he seems to be a little restrained and shy, but the breath flowing all over his body is also the realm of Yuan Ying, this person is the little brother of the Song family brothers and sisters, Liu Changjiang.

In addition, Hua Lingsu looked at the most is an old Taoist priest standing at the back in a shabby Taoist robe, with a grinning expression, the old Taoist priest has dark skin and looks not very old, but his beard is thick, and his hands are in the Taoist robe, placed in front of him, and he has no image temperament, but Hua Lingsu understands that since he can appear here on behalf of the suspended view, then he is naturally not an ordinary person, and most of them are also a monk in the Mahayana realm.

Although the Wandao Sect has made frequent moves in recent years, and has not targeted them in the Valley of Hundred Flowers and the Hanging Void, they can all feel some abnormalities, especially the Wandao Sect has been in constant contact with several other holy places, and there are also some sects that are eyebrow-eyed, targeting the Xuantian Sword Sect, naturally they have no good intentions, so the two of them came to participate in the sect martial arts competition, just in case, they all brought monks from the Mahayana realm to come.

In the past, where was there such a worthless Mahayana realm, it was easy to see, every time I thought of it before, it was mostly the head of each sect leading the team, plus a few elders, it would be good to have a few Dao Yuan realms at most.

"You have a good relationship with Jian Wuxin, do you know what is going on with their Xuantian Sword Sect this year, do you want to come?"

Seeing that the Xuantian Sword Gate had not yet come, Yuan Yixiu was obviously a little puzzled, after all, even if the Wandao Sect did not target them, but they did not change the current pattern, otherwise it would be inevitable to lose a Xuantian Sword Gate, and next time it would be their turn to Hang the Sky View and the Hundred Flowers Valley.

For Yuan Yixiu's previous sentence, Hua Lingsu directly chose to ignore it, and in the past, Hua Lingsu would inevitably scold a few words, but now the atmosphere is a little tense.

Hua Lingsu frowned, shook his head slightly, his expression was a little uncertain, and then he said with some hesitation, "I thought that if I knew about this old fox, he should come, but what exactly he thought, I don't know, after all, now anyone with a discerning eye can see the movements of the Wandao Sect, it is completely torn face, and you haven't heard about the Cheng family last time, but how the old fox sees the moves, let's wait and see." ”

"Hey, who knows what the Wandao Sect is plotting, is it possible that he still wants to swallow the Xuantian Sword Gate directly, not to mention the extraordinary heritage of the Xuantian Sword Gate, even if any holy place is where he can easily take off the Wandao Sect, he is not afraid of the last two defeats and injuries, and cheapens others. ”

Yuan Yixiu touched his chin and beard, his expression was also a little worried, and he sighed and said helplessly.

"Hmph, what else do they dare not dare to do in the Ten Thousand Dao Sect, I think it is most likely this plan, otherwise it is to join forces with Yuehua Academy and Taiman Mountain and those first-class sects, is it just to empty the breeze. Hua Lingsu snorted coldly and said with a sneer, obviously a little disdainful of the thoughts of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect.

Lin Banruo and the Song family brothers and sisters on the side, listening to their master's words with their ears pricked up, involving the matter of Xuantian Sword Gate, they naturally had some concern, after all, Zhao Jiu Ge had some relationship with them, especially Lin Banruo, although he was a little cold to Zhao Jiu Ge, but it was a knife mouth, and he heard that the Xuantian Sword Gate was in danger, so this time to participate in the sect martial arts competition, Zhao Jiu Ge, as the chief disciple, naturally bore the brunt.

Song Rujing, a girl, listened to her master's words, tilted her head slightly, didn't know what she was thinking, looking at the way her eyes rolled, she was clearly like a clever little fox, and she didn't know what she was planning.