Jin Dabiao seemed to feel a gaze staring at him intentionally or unintentionally, his gaze turned back, and quickly shifted to He Yang's side, and when he saw the figure clearly, after a short period of embarrassment, he changed to a smile on his face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info nodded frequently to He Yang, his flattery was undisguised, and it couldn't be more obvious.

He was originally the kind of sleek person, but now that He Yang has become famous in a fight, his fame has risen to an unprecedented height, and he will naturally rise in the sect in the future, and his future will be very good. Don't please this person now, let alone when.

He Yang looked at Jin Dabiao's almost obscene expression, and suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body, and hurriedly shifted his gaze to the high platform.

On the stage, Zhang Yuhua put away his depressed expression, and then announced the results of the event.

"In this young master competition, the second place is the side of the Nangong of the Zhongshen Sect, and the first to receive the reward. ”

Nangong flew up to the stage from the left side of the high platform, and felt a little sorry when facing Zhang Yuhua, but he had always been arrogant, but he lowered his head at this time, like a child who made a mistake, and did not dare to raise his head.

He knew that his master Zhang Yuhua had high expectations for him, and this time he was defeated by Xu Shui of the Ancient Yue Sect, and the master, who had always attached great importance to his own reputation, must have lost face and was very disappointed in it.

From that moment on, the master had not come to look for him again for the past few days, which made him uneasy about it.

At this moment, the two of them were facing each other, and Nangong felt ashamed and embarrassed, and stood there speechless.

Zhang Yuhua's face was cold, and his palm made a mark on a demon beast behind him, this demon beast's eyes suddenly brightened, and he roared, kicked his hind legs back, and jumped forward in an instant, stopping in front of his Nangong side, and curiously looked at the Nangong side who bowed his head and was silent, and the two front hooves were constantly digging backwards on the ground, and the excited gesture was very cute.

Nangong Fang was lowering his head, and suddenly saw this demon beast, and he was amazed, and his eyes lit up instantly.

The demon beast in front of him was very peculiar, the size of an antelope, but it had limbs as thick as an elephant, a deer head without horns, and a tiger body and small.

Although he has been exposed to the Zhongshen Sect since he was a child, he is used to all kinds of things, and he can't even recognize the strange demon beast in front of him. In addition to the shock in my heart, the desire for it is also stronger.

Xu is saw the doubts in Nangong's heart, Zhang Yuhua looked at this beast and said lightly: "This beast is called Tianjiao, it is a high-level demon beast, and it was accidentally obtained by the former sect master of my sect from the periphery of the Holy Wind Ridge, the land of great murder in the world, thousands of years ago. This Alicorn is said to be a kind of demon beast that can be advanced, and its personality is unpredictable, sometimes gentle and sometimes irritable, making it difficult to fathom. However, it has been temporarily domesticated, and only needs to be tamed by the beast whip. ”

"Thank you, Master. ”

Nangong Fang said excitedly, this is a high-level demon beast that can be advanced, and its preciousness is no less than that of a medium-grade spirit weapon, how can he not be excited about such a big surprise?

"Let's go down!"

Zhang Yuhua's face softened slightly, and a short turquoise branch flew out of his hand and was caught by Nangong Fang.

This thing is the Cangling branch used to tame and control demon beasts, and there is a distinction between low, intermediate and high, and it is collectively called the beast whip by the monks.

Cangling branch is a rare species of Cangling tree on the twig, its growth environment is extremely harsh, mostly growing in the wilderness. The low-level Cangling branch is cyan and can control low-level demon beasts, the middle-level Cangling branch is green and can control middle-level demon beasts, and the high-level Cangling branch is turquoise and can control high-level or lower-level demon beasts.

Low-level cangling branches are easy to obtain, high-level cangling branches are hard to find, and for some forces, even if they are extremely poor, they will not have this opportunity to obtain this divine artifact in their lifetime.

The Zhongshen Sect is worthy of being a powerful sect with profound roots, and it is an extremely precious high-level evolutionary demon beast as soon as it is struck, and it is also accompanied by a high-level cangling branch of the divine artifact, which is really a big deal.

Nangong's mood at the moment is beyond words, and can only be described as dreamy. A spiritual power entered the Cangling Branch, and suddenly bloomed with a turquoise light, and a ray burst out from the Cangling Branch, entering the Alicorn's body.

In an instant, the Alicorn let out a deafening roar, sending a gust of wind on the ground that bewitched its eyes.

When everyone opened their eyes, everything had calmed down, and what caught their eyes was that Nangong was like a god of the Nine Heavens, standing on top of the Alicorn beast's head, flying low above everyone, and slowly disappearing into the sky.

On the side of the high platform, Song Qianxun, the sect leader of the Guyue Sect, looked at the Nangong side that was gradually leaving, and then looked at Zhang Yuhua, who was dignified, and sincerely despised it.

"The old fox is really calculating, a high-level evolutionary demon beast, a high-level spirit branch, this is obviously favoring his proud disciple, and the reward for the second place is so shocking, if this person is not your disciple but someone else, I am afraid you will never be willing to take it out. ”

Song Qianxun made it the art of sound transmission, and people who cultivated to a low level naturally would not hear it.

Zhang Yuhua seemed to feel something, turned around to look at Song Qianxun and showed a meaningful smile, and then turned around again, and announced to everyone in the audience: "There are talented people in the country, and the sun is more and more eternal. This competition of young masters of the four major sects is really wonderful, and there are many talents. The first young master is Gu Yuezong Xu Shui, and he will be given the reward of the medium-grade spiritual weapon, please receive it here. ”

Zhang Yuhua's sleeves waved, and a shining spirit sword flew out instantly, suspended above the high platform.

"Whew"

As soon as Zhang Yuhua's voice fell, there was a sudden wheezing sound from under the high stage.

It was a medium-grade spiritual weapon that countless monks had dreamed of, and how many people couldn't ask for it, and sighed with joy! At this moment, it was all in front of them, and the kind of desire and impulse that was tried to suppress made everyone feel extremely uncomfortable.

He Yang walked out of the crowd, floated onto the field, tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, and walked step by step towards the medium-grade spirit sword suspended in mid-air.

He Yang walked to the sword and stood for a long time, his mood was surging at this time, and he reached out and grabbed the spirit sword.

With the sword in his hand, He Yang's excited expression suddenly condensed on his face, and the whole person seemed to be frozen there.

He Yang suddenly began to feel uncertain, his face gradually became cold, and he turned to look at Zhang Yuhua, his angry gaze was like a sharp sword, only piercing his heart.

Zhang Yuhua looked at He Yang and was secretly smug in his heart, but his face did not change.

"Xu Shui, I am here to congratulate you, you have won this honor, and you are really a model for the young generation!"

"Hahaha......"

He Yang suddenly burst out laughing, the laughter was full of mockery, and everyone in the audience was inexplicable and didn't know what to do. Several elders and sect masters on the stage sighed sincerely and shook their heads.

He Yang waved his sword towards the sky, mightily in all directions, a light flashed, everyone only heard a "click", the Zhongpin spirit sword wielded in He Yang's hand instantly broke into two, one was still in He Yang's hands, and the other flew out, impartially falling at the feet of Jin Dabiao under the high platform, its colored light has dimmed, and it has long been inconsistent with the appearance of the colored light glass before.

"Huh, the medium-grade spirit sword can easily be broken in two, I'm not dreaming!"

Jin Dabiao looked at the severed sword suspiciously, his face full of puzzlement.