The person who has not appeared since three years ago is not only waiting for Tianqing, but also one from Kunlun.

At this martial arts conference, Qin Tian did not appear, and while Luo Qiuyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart.

Under the contradiction of the two moods, his eyes have been inadvertently drifting over the Azure Sect.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Luo Qiuyu's restless look, the Broken Sword Elder beside her asked out loud.

"It's nothing~" Luo Qiuyu quietly turned his eyes to the martial arts battle platform, and said: "At this conference, half of my disciples in southern Xinjiang have been eliminated. It seems that most of the top ten in this session are disciples from Northern Xinjiang. ”

"In the previous martial arts conferences, most of my disciples from southern Xinjiang dominated the competition, but in recent years, these disciples have not been as good as the generation. Looking at those Southern Xinjiang disciples who kept walking off the martial arts platform in frustration, the old tone of the Broken Sword Elder couldn't help but feel a little regretful and helpless.

"Elders don't have to be arrogant, the situation of this martial arts conference is special, and I don't have to blame my southern Xinjiang disciples for being at a disadvantage. Moreover, the strength of several disciples sent by my Kunlun Sect is not bad. I think I will be able to rank among the top and earn some face for my southern Xinjiang. "After all, the Kunlun Sect is a big faction, although it lost a lot of outstanding disciples three years ago, but it is obviously easy to find a few young disciples who can hold their faces. So Luo Qiuyu spoke with confidence.

"If this is the case, it is the best, I only hope that my Kunlun disciple can perform well. Elder Broken Sword paused, and then said, "However, several disciples in the Northern Frontier Temple have performed extremely well, especially that Mo Hongxuan, I am afraid that the first place in this martial arts conference will be none other than him." ”

Luo Qiuyu nodded and said, "In the last martial arts competition, although Mo Hongxuan was defeated by me, he is indeed a player with great potential. The contest between the north and the south of Xinjiang is based on strength. But what I'm most worried about right now is still Shumen. ”

Shumen has been growing in the past three years, and with the help of the Shengxiao Realm, its strength has already surpassed the Kunlun faction and the Azure faction, but since the opening, except for the initial competition for the banner of the Mandate of Heaven, other links have been decent, and I don't know what medicine this crane is buying in the gourd.

Elder Broken Sword glanced at Shumen's side and said, "Hechi is extremely insidious, I'm afraid he will never be willing to be behind my Kunlun and Tianqing, with his actions, he will definitely make some moves in this cultivation realm martial arts competition, we must be careful to deal with it." ”

Luo Qiuyu knew very well which of the several leaders in southern Xinjiang was not a careerist. Now that there is no leader of Li Xiaoxiang and Luo Canghai, how can Hechi let go of the opportunity in front of him. However, since he is a lackey of the Holy Heaven Realm, this land in the southern frontier will never be controlled by such a person.

On the martial arts battle platform, the fierce battle never stopped for a moment, and after nearly three days, after the competition of Bailun, as expected by the Broken Sword Elder, it was Mo Hongxuan from the northern frontier who easily won the first place in the martial arts competition.

And the final battle with him was Zhen Goucang of the Baiqing Temple, who ranked second.

The ranking of the next twenty places mostly fell on the disciples of the eight major sects in southern Xinjiang and the ten major temples in northern Xinjiang. Among them, Lu Wujiang of the place of redemption, the dancing sleeves of the Bright Moon Temple, Tang Linzhi of the Burning Sun Temple, and Helan Xun of the Cloud Peak Sect are all listed. However, what is surprising is that, on the whole, the disciples who won the ranking on the southern Xinjiang side accounted for the majority.

"Wonderful, wonderful. If you are a hero, you can't imagine that this year's martial arts conference will have so many outstanding disciples who can make a splash. I'm afraid it won't take long for them to catch up with many seniors, don't you say, Dao Chenzi?" Seeing that his disciple had won the championship, Ling Potian's pride was overflowing, and he looked at Dao Chenzi on the side with a smile, and began to show off without concealing it.

Dao Chenzi snorted and didn't speak, although Lu Wujiang under his door was excellent, but after all, he had only been able to worship him for more than ten years, and it was already a very good result to be able to achieve the top ten in the Martial Arts Conference of the Cultivation Realm.

On the battle platform, Mo Hongxuan was calm and relaxed, not at all like he had just experienced a big war, and his first place was actually deserved.

However, for this low-hanging fruit first place, it is obviously not what Mo Hongxuan wants the most.

Just when many people congratulated him, he slowly walked out of the crowd and said loudly to everyone: "Everyone, this martial arts conference, Mo can win by luck, and everyone's support and love are indispensable. However, there is one more thing that has always been an irreparable regret in my heart, and I would like to ask you to testify to it while I am in the cultivation realm today. ”

Speaking of this, he slowly turned to the Kunlun faction and said, "Fairy Luo, I fought with you a hundred years ago, and although I was defeated by you, it was also the happiest battle I have ever experienced in my life. In the past hundred years, Mo has practiced hard, in order to have a chance to fight with the fairy one day. Now that the fairy is in a high position, Mo knows that this move is a bit abrupt, but he still hopes that the fairy and the elders of the Kunlun faction can be fulfilled. ”

As soon as he said this, there was an extremely brief silence in the room. But the next moment, it became extraordinarily lively. Especially on the northern Xinjiang side, even several hall masters have shown a strong interest in this additional program.

Ling Potian squinted his eyes slightly, and he didn't even have the slightest intention of coming out to stop him.

Luo Qiuyu was a little embarrassed, now that she has a special identity, it is obviously not good to fight Mo Hongxuan in such a scene.

"I am grateful to be able to thank the bamboo sword boy. It's just that you've just experienced a few battles, and it's inevitable that you're not physically strong. Even though I was lucky enough to win, it seemed a little unfair. Luo Qiuyu thought about it and found a reluctant reason to reject Mo Hongxuan.

However, Mo Hongxuan obviously couldn't give up so easily, he hugged his fists and said in a very sincere tone: "If it's just for this, the fairy doesn't have to care." To be honest, although Mo has fought dozens of battles with all the senior brothers, he has not even shown his strength of five points. ”

"Whew~"

As soon as Mo Hongxuan's voice dispersed, the crowd below suddenly exploded, winning the first place in the Martial Arts Conference of the Xiuzhen Realm, but he didn't even use five points of combat power, what kind of terrifying strength is this?

Luo Qiuyu was also a little surprised, Mo Hongxuan's words clearly had to compete with her.

And just when she was in a dilemma, a dazzling burst of colorful light suddenly flew from the sky, and only a few of the people present were quite familiar with these strange lights.

"He's coming—"

Luo Qiuyu was puzzled, but the one in the weather faction was full of anticipation in his eyes.