Chapter 11: One More Battle (4)

With a creak, the stone door opened left and right, and a strange wind came from inside the door, blowing a few strands of hair on the woman's forehead.

She stepped in, and a moment later the stone door closed again and returned to its previous appearance. Except for the sound of the door opening just now, it returned to the eternal silence.

Inside the stone gate is a circular space of about ten zhang, and there are five or six identical oil lamps on the stone walls around it, so that the stone room can barely see things clearly. In front of her, on the left, and on the right was a circular door of light, on which there was a faint black glow.

The woman hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the light gate on the left. She pulled out a ring with a special pattern and swiped it towards the light curtain, which parted like a cloth, and she walked inside.

The light behind the light gate was still so dim, and in the middle was a half-zhang wide stone path. She walked briskly along the road, and her originally calm face finally changed and became solemn.

Finally, we came to the end of the stone path, and behind it was a three-story tall stone staircase. There was a vague figure on the stone staircase! Slowly, the back became clear, and the woman finally came closer.

The back of a man in a black cloak!

The woman bowed and saluted, "I've seen the hall master!"

"Hmm, Yefu, is there anything to gain this time?" the man's voice was low and hoarse, echoing in the empty hall to add to its mystery.

The woman said yes, took out a jade bottle from her body, and the man's body moved slightly and turned around.

The man wore a white grimace mask on his face, and his whole body was shrouded in this black cloak. His sleeves were flicked, the cork was opened, and the white shadow flashed and ran down the stone steps.

The woman was not surprised by this at all, the man snorted lightly in his nose, and grabbed the blue jade fox void with his bare hands.

A strange scene appeared, and the beast soul that had been rushing suddenly stopped in the void, and its body began to struggle violently.

With a "whoosh", the blue jade fox was captured in his hand by his volley, and the big withered hand flashed with a dark red glow. He carefully looked at the beast soul, sighed and said, "It's worth it, it's better than nothing!"

Then he turned around again and stood there again. He said in a low voice: "Let's go down!"

The woman bowed and said yes, turned and went down the stone steps.

The woman had only taken a few steps when a terrifying aura suddenly appeared, as if it had been a fierce beast that had been sleeping for a thousand years! Her heart trembled uncontrollably, and her feet were three points faster.

Oh......

There was a roar like a beast from behind the stone steps, which shook the entire stone hall.

Then there was a terrible howl, and the entire stone hall was dead again.

......

Seifuden.

The square of Yunxiao Peak was full of people, and it was still so lively. In the Yanwu Palace, several Jindan period ancestors finished discussing.

Han Qiu groaned, "Since that's the case, then let these two juniors compete in the last game!" After speaking, he turned to look at the people behind him.

"Liang Hao!"

This son came out in response, although he was in front of so many seniors, he had no fear. He Shi Shiran came to several people and bowed. These people were all amazed, and they were impressed by this son's composure.

Liang Huacheng said solemnly: "Liang Hao, this competition is not only for yourself, but also for me to fight in Qingfeng Palace. You're going to do your best!"

Liang Hao said loudly: "Grandson should do his best to live up to the trust of your teachers and uncles!"

"Yiwen!" Jiang Huaishan smiled and nodded at him.

Liu Yiwen knew at this time that there had been such an accident in the competition, and he couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart, and the pressure increased sharply. He hurriedly left his seat and stepped forward to salute several seniors.

Wen Jingtang had seen him in Dabi, but his impression was ordinary. This time, he looked at it seriously, and after a while, he said solemnly: "This last one is very important, I won't repeat it here! You must do your best, if it is successful, it will be regarded as a great contribution to the sect, and I will definitely reward it!"

Liu Yiwen was stunned, he was a little prepared, but it was just a small private competition, and it didn't matter much if he won or lost. This time he had to decide where the next session would be, and of course he understood its importance, so he quickly nodded yes.

Jiang Huaishan didn't smile on the side, nodded and said, "This matter is not trivial, you must concentrate on dealing with it." "Liu Yiwen has a very high level of understanding, and that time in the Imperial Sword Villa made him realize that this son has a lot of potential. Although he had no idea of accepting disciples, he vaguely regarded him as half a disciple.

Liu Yiwen's heart was like a big stone, and he said categorically: "Please rest assured that the two seniors will go all out!"

The condensate disciples behind him had already been talking about it. Gongsun Ruo was also shocked at this time, this change was beyond his imagination.

Wei Song's face sank, and he said in a low voice: "Uncle, Liu Yiwen's kid can compete on behalf of his predecessors, this is too child's play!"

Wei Maoqun shook his head and said, "Even if Uncle Wen ends, I'm afraid I can't be sure." That Zhong Gutai's golden mace is extremely powerful, and it is extraordinary! I have also seen Liu Yiwen's two big comparisons, and in my heart, this person's human nature is also superior among his peers. However, Liang Hao looks extraordinary, and he talks eloquently in front of so many masters, without any panic. I think it's a bit of a stick. ”

He Liao Liao said a few words, and he actually analyzed the details of the two of them.

"Then in my uncle's opinion, who has a better chance of winning?" Wei Song asked.

Wei Maoqun shook his head and said: "That Liang Hao's grandfather is a senior of Jindan, and the magic method must be indispensable, and more importantly, he must use a spiritual weapon." And Liu Yiwen shouldn't have a spirit sword yet!"

Wei Song thought for a moment and hesitated: "Then according to your analysis, Liang Hao's chances of winning are greater?"

Wei Maoqun didn't seem to be sure, and said slowly: "On the surface, this seems to be the case, but Liu Yiwen's actions are often unexpected. Didn't you know that back then?"

Wei Song's eyes shrank, his fists clenched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, if you let me compete with him again, I will let him taste my power!" Although the last defeat at the hands of Liu Yiwen was an old thing six years ago, he still hasn't minded.

Han Qiu and the others sat back separately, leaving only Liu and Liang standing side by side in front of the stands.

The two looked at each other, their eyes colliding in the air, making people feel depressed before the big war.

Suddenly, Liang Hao showed a sincere smile on his face and said, "Brother Liu, I didn't expect you and me to be able to represent the seniors, it's really an honor!" He was originally dissatisfied with Gongsun Ruo's deliberate difficulty, but by mistake, there was an additional competition.

If he succeeds in the battle, he will become famous. Not to mention the resource reward, it will also be cultivated by the sect. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but thank this woman in his heart, and he had no intention of creating such an opportunity for him.

Liu Yiwen is now full of thoughts, he had no intention of getting involved in this matter, so he took over in desperation. Now there is another one like this, which makes him feel a lot of pressure. If you win, everyone will naturally be happy, and if you lose, it will not only be difficult for Gongsun Ruo to deal with, but it will be even more difficult to explain in the sect!

He sighed and said, "This competition is not my wish, but the sect has a life, and it should be effective!"

Liang Hao nodded slowly and said, "What Liu Daoyou said is deeply in line with my intentions! Let me learn your family's amazing sword technique!"

Liu Yiwen nodded solemnly.

"Please!"