Yi Xiaobai was almost persuaded by him, and looked at him poorly: "If there is no master, will there still be you?"

Boasting of himself, he confidently said: "Of course!"

He didn't know how to fuse the boasting self in front of him, so he turned away from looking at him, and began to look intently at himself who was practicing swords. 'His' dancing tricks are all Yi Xiaobai has never seen, but there is a sense of familiarity. He gradually evacuated his thoughts, and disappeared in front of his eyes, turning into an aura that went straight into the sword body.

He felt himself transformed into a sword, dancing in his hands, and the sword's moves were completely in accordance with his mind. Let it fly wherever it goes, and let it land wherever it is.

In the body of the sword, he saw himself boasting and dancing with the sword, but he could not see the body.

"Could it be...... Am I fused by him?"

Yi Xiaobai was scared in his heart, afraid that there would be no more his existence in this world. I don't want to be fused with my other souls, he's the dominant body.

Under the powerful intent, Yi Xiaobai actually began to tear the sword body with his bare hands, and slowly emerged from the sword. This picture is very familiar to him, just like those sword spirits in the ghost market shop, drilling out of the sword.

"No-I, Yi Xiaobai, can't become a sword spirit!! I'm the main body!!"

As soon as he showed his head, Yi Xiaobai's mind began to be devoured by unknown things. The more his body was revealed, the more he realized that he resembled a sword spirit.

Then he sat back down, and he saw himself laughing funny and excited. The smile was very unkind, with a hint of sarcasm.

Yi Xiaobai hated the smile so much, frowned slightly, and in a fit of anger, he got out of the sword, and was about to find the boasting self-theory, but he was provoked by the sword dancer. It penetrated the body directly, and although it didn't bleed, it hurt very much, and the whole body stiffened in front of himself who was boasting.

Seeing that the boasting hand was raised slightly, the sword appeared in his hand, and the sword dancer just now disappeared, Yi Xiaobai was completely stunned.

"You're almost going to become the sword spirit of your soul...... Still talking nonsense with the master here. ”

Yi Xiaobai fixed in front of him and asked, "You are so powerful, why didn't you just accept them directly?"

"Master wants to see what your limit is...... And this is Fantasy Valley, if you can't break through the limit, then you're in vain. ”

Yi Xiaobai suddenly asked, "Who are you? You are different from them!"

The boastful self smiled: "Of course the master is not them...... How could it be that the young master is one of these unconscious spirits?" As soon as he finished speaking, he yawned and said, "Your time is up...... The master is sleepy, don't disturb the master's dream. ”

When his words fell, Yi Xiaobai's body moved instantly, and he hurriedly asked, "Who are you?"

The boasting self's voice became weaker and weaker, not like sleepiness, but weak: "One day...... You'll know. ”

In an instant, the valley returned to normal, with no superfluous items and no souls, and the waterfalls, golden fish, and medicinal herbs were exactly the same as when they first entered.

He saw a fairy-clad Aracea in white from inside the Shuibo Gate, and only then did he know that his day had indeed come. I thought to myself, the time in the phantom realm passed too fast, and I didn't realize anything.

Seeing Tiannanxing bowing slightly towards Shuibo Gate, Yi Xiaobai was sent out directly.

As soon as he opened his mouth and wanted to say: "Elder ......" was interrupted by Tiannanxing: "Go directly to Zhongfeng." ”

Just like when he came, he seemed to have entered a tunnel that emitted a mysterious light, and in a hundred breaths, he fell to the middle peak.

Zhongfeng is a place that is completely for the sake of martial arts, and it is a small island built by the joint efforts of the masters of Jiuzong Mountain. The island is divided into two halves, with a wide canal in between, and bridges leading to the east and west peaks of the mountain on both sides.

On the left is the overpass of the West Peak, and on the right is the overpass of the East Peak, and other disciples can watch the two summits of the East and West from the overpass.

There were already people waiting on the peninsula on the right, and as soon as Yi Xiaobai and the others fell, they saw Li Gu and a few talents.

"The day of the merger of the islands is the beginning of the Kaibu. ”

Tiannanxing only said a word, and the person left.

Yi Xiaobai saw that their talents were all meditating, and he really didn't want to be like them. He had just come out of the illusion and had been meditating long enough. He began to wander around the island, and across the sea, he could see the disciples of the West Peak opposite. It was all black and dark, which made him even more dull.

He spoke to a few other talents, consciously or unconsciously, and they didn't answer. In the end, he had to shut up and sit bored on the island.

For a few days, Yi Xiaobai was really panicked, and when he wanted to get on the overpass and leave the island, he felt a shaking. The small island, visible to the naked eye, is pulling in, and the small island on the opposite side is also close to the center.

Just a slight wobble, but fast. The island on the left, which had looked far away before, was now close in sight. He began to get worried, and quietly approached those talents.

He thought in his heart: "Although the master is the one who was challenged, they shouldn't know that the master is that person, yes, it must be like this." ”

Suddenly, he heard a sneer: "Don't come if you're afraid of death!"

Yi Xiaobai replied in his heart: "It's not me coming." You're not afraid of death, you go first!"

The man seemed to hear his inner voice and mocked, "None of the people who came here intend to return alive." ”

He felt like he was on a thief ship again, and that wasn't what he wanted to be. How can you always like to fight when you cultivate an immortal, and if you cultivate your own immortal well, won't it be over?

After the islands were completely merged, the disciples of Xifeng immediately walked to the central position and looked at them with slanted eyes and disdain. Yi Xiaobai pretended not to see it, and glanced around to see if there was any disciple of the divination mentioned in the library.

From a distance, I heard a person say coldly: "Yes, there are five people this time." ”

Then there was a burst of laughter, and the disciples behind him scrambled to shout: "Senior brother, Yi Xiaobai give it to me." ”

"Senior brother, it's mine. "Yi Xiaobai is mine!" ......

The disciple just now joked and said, "Why don't you leave him with the little junior sister?"

"Senior brother, high ......" "Senior brother is too much." "Senior brother, you are eccentric!"

Yi Xiaobai was in place, listening to it very unpleasantly, as if he was a piece of meat and sharing it with someone. I thought in my heart: "Little junior sister is little junior sister...... At least she's still a female cultivator, can she still eat the master?"

I heard them whispering again: "Where is the little sister?"

"Maybe you're tinkering with her things...... "One person shook his body in disgust and said, "Huh~ disgusting to death......"

They quarreled for a while, and the whole island was imprisoned, and a layer of spiritual light appeared.

"Hey...... Wait wait...... I'm late......"

"Wait...... etc......."

Following the sound, Yi Xiaobai glanced at the bridge behind him, and saw Fu Lingxian leap from the overpass, and entered the island before the spiritual light was closed.

Yi Xiaobai looked at the people around him in surprise: "Fu Lingxian?"

He completely ignored Yi Xiaobai, but the talents around him spoke: "It's you late every time." ”

Fu Lingxian smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry...... Overslept. ”

Yi Xiaobai was determined to interrupt them: "Fu Lingxian...... Why are you here?" After all, there is also a disciple of the Decay Land here, and he naturally has to look very familiar.

The words fell, and it was cold for a long time.

Fu Lingxian looked up at Yi Xiaobai and asked suspiciously, "Did you call me?"

He looked even more puzzled than Fu Lingxian, looking at him for a while speechless.

"You're not Fu Lingxian, I'm Yi Xiaobai. You don't know me anymore?"

Fu Lingxian replied flatly: "I know!"

Yi Xiaobai put his hand on his shoulder and became intimate: "Then why do you pretend not to know me?"

But Fu Lingxian slapped his hand angrily and said, "I'm not familiar with you, don't hook up with ......"

Yi Xiaobai said sharply: "What? Not familiar? Isn't it all you and Chun don't see that kid in the land with the little master? When you ask for the little master's tribute, you don't have this face...... Why are you starting to turn your face and deny people now?"

Fu Lingxian was even more surprised than him, and said, "What are you talking !!about?

The direction in which the two spoke was completely different. Just as he was about to continue, he saw Aracea and Cassia fall on the throne. And there is always a lack of seats on the West Peak, and the others are full.

A disciple walked to the center of the island and said: "Select the candidates for the martial arts according to the method of drawing lots, since the participating disciples of the West Peak are higher than the disciples of the East Peak, that is, the disciples of the West Peak will draw lots to determine the martial arts object. ”

When Yi Xiaobai heard this martial arts rule, he was stupid. There are also twenty or thirty disciples in the West Peak, which means that the average disciple of the East Peak has to play at least four or five games per person. If you're unlucky and keep getting drawn, you're dying on the island.

No wonder they said that they didn't plan to go back alive, so they really couldn't live. It's not that you're beaten to death, but that you run out of spiritual power and die.

The disciple continued: "Since the disciple of the West Peak challenged the disciple of the East Peak, Yi Xiaobai, the winner of the first round faced off against him. ”

Yi Xiaobai heard it and said, "What?

"If the winners of the first round are all disciples of Dongfeng, they will have a bye, and the winners of the second round will face off against them. And so on...... The final winner will be selected. ”

Yi Xiaobai didn't expect that this kind of good thing would come to him at all, and he was planning to say some good things to a few of them, so that they would have to work hard in the first round, even if they couldn't win, at least they would consume their aura.

"Huiwu begins. ”

After the disciple announced, an elder from Xifeng threw out five bamboo plaques in front of a disciple. The disciple picked one at random, and Li Gu's name was written on it.

"Rigu-"

Li Gu heard the name and walked to the center, the disciples of Xifeng looked polite, and the two saluted each other.

After saluting, the Xifeng disciple completely changed his image and began to become evil. It is not too much to say that the evil spirit is not too much, and a layer of black qi appeared around his body, as if someone was beginning to pull Li Gu's sword.

As soon as he changed his hand, the sword shook off the black mist, and the sword body trembled violently, dispersing all the black mist, and before the disciple could use the killer move, Li Gu's sword went straight into his throat, not giving him a chance to fight back at all.

Yi Xiaobai shouted very rhythmically on the left: "Li Gu, Li Gu, Li Gu is amazing, amazing!"