Suddenly, in the crowd of Qingfeng Palace, a man and a woman were smiling at him, and Liu Yiwen knew that the man was Chu Tianyang. The woman had a goose egg face and willow eyebrows, her head was tied in a double snail bun, and her shallow smile and bright eyes were like crescent moons. She was dressed in a blue butterfly dress, like a fairy in the heavenly palace. Liu Yiwen guessed in his heart that most of this woman was Gu Jingwen. Now her appearance has changed greatly, and she can no longer match the child in her impression. He nodded in response, as if he had said hello.

Han Qiu looked left and right, came out of the crowd, and turned to the people: "The competition between the three factions has been going on for a long time, and the main purpose is to exchange cultivation experiences and inspire our generation to cultivate the Dao Fa diligently. This year's competition is still in this martial arts hall, and each faction takes turns to play twice, and the rules remain the same. The winning sect will hold the next exchange meeting. ”

With that, he looked around.

The old man surnamed Hua nodded yes, and Wen and Jiang on the side had solemn faces. Then Han Qiu said again: "Since our sect is the host of this conference, let my palace compete first!" After speaking, he nodded at the gray-robed man and said, "Gu Tai, the first one will be up to you!"

The gray-robed man nodded calmly and said, "Okay!"

The next moment, I didn't see how this person moved, and suddenly jumped into the air and stepped in the air a few times, and the person arrived in the center of the circular ring.

Liu Yiwen was stunned in his heart: What a strange body style! Not only him, but also the disciples in the condensation stage behind him were all shocked.

After a moment of eye contact between the people of the Divine Hand Valley and Wen and Jiang, the old man surnamed Hua laughed and said, "Since this is the case, it is up to me to learn Zhong Daoyou's tricks." ”

It seems that these two people are old acquaintances. He stepped forward with a figure, not as amazing as Kantani, but not as slow.

The two stood still in the center of the ring, and immediately felt a sense of depression that was about to come.

The people on the stand have been seated in three groups, several seniors of the Jindan period are seated in the first row of stone chairs, and the rest of the people are seated in the back row. Qi Xiong sat Liu Yiwen and Ling Huhua on the left and right, and everyone was silent, obviously infected by the atmosphere of the future of the war.

Looking at the two people in the center of the stage again, Zhong Gutai hugged his fists and said lightly: "Brother Hua, please advise!"

The old man surnamed Hua modestly returned the salute and said, "Zhong Daoyou is polite!"

Then Zhong Gutai's expression was solemn, and his right hand pointed to the sky, and a pair of spiritual weapons about four feet long appeared. This thing is square in two handles, there are edges on it, resembling bamboo joints, it is actually a pair of mandarin duck treasures. The light on the treasure bell fluctuated and contracted, shining with a faint cold light. Then he let out a clear whistle and was held in his hand, and he crossed his hands on his chest again, looking like he was waiting for it.

On the other hand, the old man surnamed Hua did not have a smile on his face at this time, his left hand was behind his back, his right hand was stretched forward, and suddenly the glow flashed, and a three-foot-long reed appeared in his hand. I saw that the reed stalk was crystal clear, as if it was made of jadeite, and there were dozens of hair-like ears on one end of the tassel, which was covered with mung bean-sized fluff. These fluffs are light and dark, and I don't know how many there are.

The old man surnamed Hua shouted softly: "Please!", and the green light of the reed in his hand was magnificent, reflecting his whole body with green light. He swept the reed forward like dust, and in an instant the tassel suddenly lengthened, swelling to the thickness of a finger, and densely headed towards the opposite mask.

For a time, the dust and debris in the field were overwhelming, and the momentum was overwhelming!

Zhong Gutai's face changed slightly, the yellow mangs under his feet rose sharply, and he moved to the left to avoid the blow. Before he could stand still, the tassel turned its head like an eye, and attacked him again.

He raised his two wedges above his head, recited a few words in his mouth, and then drew two arcs in the air from side to side. Blazing white lightning jumped at the tip of the hammer, and a round shield of light appeared in front of him.

There was a loud bang, and the tassels slammed into the light shield, and the next circle of visible ripples quickly spread out to the surrounding area, causing a piercing scream in the air. In the blink of an eye, the spike slammed into the light shield no less than dozens of times, and the light shield looked inconspicuous, but it was impregnable.

The round platform was stimulated, and the ten tall pillars around it began to hum, and the runes on it kept circulating, and transparent light curtains appeared between the two and two, surround the entire ring. Occasionally, a streamer hits this light curtain, and it disappears like a stone sinking into the sea.

Hiss!

The faces of the Jin Dan seniors in the stands remained unchanged, but the faces of the more than twenty Condensation Realm disciples behind them were all surprised!

Liu Yiwen's heart was like a stormy wave at this time, and the fighting method of the ancestor of the Jindan period really had unfathomable power.

The spike rushed left and right, but still failed to break through the protection of the light shield, and finally returned in vain, turning into an emerald green reed again. The old man surnamed Hua had a sinking face and sacrificed this treasure in the air, and then the magic in his hand changed greatly, and a low and obscure spell echoed above the valley. Listening to it, there is a feeling of dizziness in the mind.

At this moment, Gu Tai's body moved, and the double gong in his hand shone brightly, and the aura on the halo was like the scorching sun at noon. He strides with strange steps, leaping left and right according to a certain beat, like a fairy in the wind.

Suddenly, Senior Zhong in Liu Yiwen's eyes disappeared, and a low cry of surprise came from all around him. It was just one or two breaths, and a slight fluctuation suddenly appeared above the old man's head, and two clouds of spiritual light rushed down like the rising sun! This Zhong Gu Tai seemed to disappear in the moment just now, and suddenly appeared in shape, as if teleporting.

"Ahh

Someone in the stands finally couldn't help but shout!

The old man surnamed Hua looked condensed, his hands quickly sealed, and the void slashed solemnly a few times, the green halo around him suddenly flourished, and the double hammer hit the halo as if hitting the dough, the speed was very fast before, and when there was still two feet away from the old man surnamed Hua, it became slower and slower. Finally, less than a foot from the skull, he stopped.

The two of them were tense-skinned, and they lost their mana one after another, and time seemed to be condensed.

Liu Yiwen's breathing became heavy, these two seniors were competing for mana, and the thrilling scene just now made his heart tighten.

The old man surnamed Hua's face flashed, and he shouted violently: "Hey!"

Zhong Gutai seemed to be rebounded by a spring full of strength, and he tossed and flew upside down more than ten feet away.

The old man surnamed Hua recited in a low voice, and his sleeve robe solemnly waved towards the reeds above his head, and the reeds rose to the size of three or four zhang in response, like a big tree. The reeds are windless and automatic, and they begin to slowly swing from side to side.

Suddenly, the entire ring was full of white light, and the fluff on the spike fell off one after another, and in the blink of an eye, it swelled into a cobblestone with a diameter of a few feet. For a time, the wind was fierce, and the stones were raining down.

Zhong Gutai's face on the opposite side was moved for the first time, and the Qingfeng Hall exercises have always been known for their flexibility and changeability. However, this stone rain is overwhelming, and it seems that the old man surnamed Hua has taken this into account.

But he is also very good, arrogant, and praised: "Good come!"