The results of the competition on the first day were basically the same as predicted before the competition. The popular candidates have all won, and the most popular ones are, of course, Tianjumen Lu Xin, and Dajue Temple Bright Lantern, the favorites to win the championship. Their first competition attracted countless disciples to watch, and in the end, they lived up to everyone's expectations and easily defeated their opponents.

However, after the first day of competition, it was the other two people who were the most talked about. One is the iceberg beauty of the Northern Han Palace, and the other is Xiao Yusheng of Fang Yuemen.

The cold smoke is far from the clear beauty and dust, shocking the heavens, and the cultivation is even more superb, and in the first round, he defeated the Qiu Feng clan who has more than six layers of Taoism. It is said that when she competed, she didn't look like she was going all out. There are even rumors that most of Han Yanli's cultivation has seven or even eight layers.

And Xiao Yusheng's sensation was because of his status as a disciple of Fang Yuemen, and Fang Yuemen had long been a laughing stock in the eyes of many righteous people for many years.

And this is also the important reason why many people in the righteous path are willing to put Fang Yuemen on their lips and talk about it. What will you do if a righteous path giant who once looked up only when you raised your head suddenly fell at your feet one day!

Just when everyone was expecting Fang Yuemen to make a fool of himself again and become the laughing stock of everyone's expectations again, Xiao Yusheng easily defeated his opponent, making their expectations disappointed.

This not only makes people disappointed, but also makes more people curious and expectant, and there is nothing more desperate than giving him hope first and then disappointing him!

......

Late at night, the gate of the heavenly dwelling, the palace of nourishing the heart.

"Tianju Daoist, the poor monk took the liberty to visit and disturbed. An old monk in a gray robe clasped his hands together and said.

"Where is Master Xuanci talking. Tianjuzi waved his hand and smiled, "I don't know why the master came here late at night?"

Monk Xuanci sighed and said, "It's still the same thing eight years ago. ”

"Eight years ago, the Heavenly Fellow Daoist was in retreat, and the poor monk returned with regret. A few months ago, I was glad to hear that the Taoist Friend Dao Dharma Dacheng broke through, and the poor monks and disciples also came from the Dajue Temple. ”

It turned out that the person who spoke turned out to be Master Xuanci, one of the three major monks of Dajue Temple.

Tianjuzi was stunned, and looked at Xuan Ci, only to see that his face was full of wrinkles, but there was a compassionate color of Buddhism in his eyes. He already knew the intention of Xuan Ci's coming, and was silent for a moment. After all, he sighed lightly and said, "The monk has great ambitions, and he is extremely respectful of him. But the righteous path and the Demon Sect have been incompatible for thousands of years, and where can I control it alone. ”

Xuan Ci shouted a Buddha horn and said: "Daoist friends have participated in the creation of transformation, and now they have stepped into the realm of Dao Truth that no one can break for hundreds of years. Nowadays, with the majesty of the Tianjumen, as long as the Taoist friends raise their arms, there will be countless righteous people who respond......"

"Master, have you forgotten that the Lingshi Ancient Sky Divine Monk died at the hands of the Demon Dao!" Tianjuzi frowned and interrupted.

Even after 200 years, the poor monk still clearly remembers that when his teacher was dying, he repeatedly instructed us to uphold his will and resolve the grudge between the righteous and the demon. Xuan Ci's expression darkened.

"Even if the ancient sky god monk is compassionate, this is a matter of time and soul after all. Besides, no matter what, I don't dare to forget the ancestors of Tianjumen who died at the hands of the devil in order to support justice. ”

"Tianju Daoist ......" Xuan Ci wanted to say something more, Tianjuzi waved his hand and said, "Master don't say more, it's late at night, please go back." ”

When Xuan Ci came to his mouth, he could only take it back, and he had no choice but to shout the Buddha's name and withdraw from the Heart Cultivation Palace.

The cold moon hangs high, staring coldly at the world.

Xuan Ci's figure was a little lonely in the night, Xuan Ci sighed and muttered: "Why can't a character like Tianju Daoyou, who is almost a god, be able to break the word hatred!"

Xuan Ci looked up at the cold moon, and there was a little bitterness in his voice, a little dazed: "Am I wrong?

Xuan Ci's low question, but no one answered.

......

On the fourth day, the bell rang again.

Xiao Yusheng stood in the ring, and his opponent was Han Yanli of the Northern Han Palace.

There were no less than a thousand people gathered under the ring, and even the elders of various sects and sects had several people.

In the past two days, Xiao Yusheng had defeated two more disciples, including Senior Brother Zhou Cheng of the Tianjumen Sect, who was considered to be the most promising in the first group to advance to the top nine, and who had reached the sixth level of cultivation.

Xiao Yusheng was only sixteen years old, and reaching the third level of Taoism at such an age was already extremely outstanding. It is rumored that Xiao Yusheng's Taoism is at least at the fifth level, and what is even more strange is that he has an excellent talent for Dao Fu at a young age. Some elders even said that his control of the Wood Dao Talisman had far surpassed that of his master Xiao Zhong, so that even the elders and sect masters of many sects were curious.

And Han Yanli is even more remarkable, the three victories are crisp and neat, and almost all of them have not used all their strength. It is rumored that his path should have reached the seventh layer or more, and may even have broken through the eighth layer, reaching the extremely high realm of Edgeworth's flight. But if that's the case, it's too exaggerated, you must know that Han Yanli is only about twenty years old. With such a cultivation qualification, even if it is the favorite to win the championship this year, the bright light of Dajue Temple, and Lu Xin of Tianjumen, I am afraid that it will be too much, and it can really be called a rare encounter in a hundred years.

The first race of the top nine is destined to attract everyone's attention.

And today's competition attracted Elder Peng Yi to preside over it personally.

Peng Yi glanced at the two people on the stage again, took a light breath, and said in a long voice: "The competition begins." ”

The crowd, which had been slightly noisy in the audience, also quieted down.

Xiao Yusheng's gaze withdrew from under the ring, and sure enough, Mo Yue still did not appear.

In addition to the first competition, Xiao Yusheng did not attend the other two competitions, and Mo Yue was not present.

Xiao Yusheng took a breath, hugged his fists and said, "Fang Yuemen Xiao Yusheng, I have seen Senior Sister Han." ”

Han Yanli glanced up at the young man in front of him, his body was thin, a little immature, and he said lightly, "Senior Brother Xiao, please." ”

As he spoke, he slowly pulled out the long sword on his back, and crossed a long arc in the air, silver as white as snow, and even the hilt of the sword was as white as frost.

As soon as Han Yan left his right hand, the long sword let out a low groan, standing sideways in front of him, and a faint and visible cold air lingered on it, "This sword is leaving the north, Senior Brother Xiao is careful." ”

The cold smoke stepped lightly from his footsteps and flew towards Xiao Yusheng. With this hand, he let out a low cry in his mouth, and with a shake of the long sword, a silver-white sword qi came out of the sword, as fast as lightning, and slashed towards Xiao Yusheng.

"It's so fast!" Xiao Yusheng said secretly, and at the same time, his body jumped up, and Mo Yue led down, and there was a cyan sword qi slashing out.

Han Yanli's complexion did not change, and with a guide from his bare hand, Beili swung it out, and the white sword qi immediately slashed out.

The sword qi collided in the air, and with a "poof", the white sword qi cut through the cyan sword qi and slashed towards Xiao Yusheng, who was still in the air.

Xiao Yusheng took a breath and folded his body and fell back to the same place. However, at this time, Han Yanli seemed to have foreseen Xiao Yusheng's movements, and the method in his hand changed, and he shouted in a low voice, "Drifting Ice Cold Mirror!"

I saw that a billowing cold air suddenly appeared above Beili, and as the cold smoke left the sword momentum, an icicle several feet wide instantly surged towards the place where Xiao Yusheng landed.

The icicle arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye, Xiao Yusheng was shocked, Mo Yue slashed out the cyan sword qi and slashed at the icicle, and at the same time, his body quickly floated backwards, but Han Yanli had already floated up and swung out two icicles again.

Three icicles struck, and there was no way to avoid it, Xiao Yusheng had to take Mo Yue back, and at the same time slapped his right hand to the ground again. The blue light flashed, only to hear the sound of "boom", and a cyan wooden wall several zhang wide and nearly ten zhang high appeared in the eyes of everyone. Three icicles hit the wooden wall one after another, and the place where the wooden wall and the icicle came into contact was soon covered with a thick layer of ice, and continued to spread to other places.

At this time, Xiao Yusheng disappeared.

"Ten vines!" Xiao Yusheng shouted, everyone heard the sound and looked, Xiao Yusheng actually stood at the highest point of the wooden wall, as his words fell, ten cyan vines as thick as a bucket suddenly stretched out from the wooden wall, and grabbed towards the cold smoke.

Han Yanli was slightly startled, and a cloud of white light suddenly danced in Beili in his hand, and dozens of sword qi slashed out instantly, and at the same time, his body flew back.

Each sword qi cut off the cyan vines, but new green vines stretched out from the incision, and the cyan vines were like poisonous snakes, one by one faster and faster towards the cold smoke.

Seeing that the Qing Teng in the front was about to catch up with Han Yanli, Qing Teng suddenly stopped his figure and no longer stretched, which was that Han Yanli had retreated to the edge of the ring.

Han Yanli raised his eyes, and the young man at a height of dozens of feet looked a little pale and panted slightly.