"Autumn Moon Sword..."

Looking up at the upside-down Dan furnace, Chang'an was indifferent and slapped the storage bag violently. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

With a buzz, a dark blue long sword dragging the sword light quickly came out with the power of the frightening strings, and ran around Chang'an.

Under the slight movement of Chang'an's mind, the Qiuyue Sword expanded violently, and the tip of the sword glowing with cold light was suddenly nailed to the Dan furnace that was detained, and with a piercing sharp muffled bang, the terrifying momentum of the Dan furnace falling suddenly stagnated, but in an instant, a greater majestic qi spread out, pressing the Qiuyue Sword that rushed up, falling inch by inch.

This moment happened extremely quickly, almost just when Chang'an thought that the Qiuyue Sword had resolved the crisis, the momentum of the Dan Furnace skyrocketed, and he pressed down again, dragging the Qiuyue Sword towards Chang'an.

Chang'an, who was already a little weak, sat on the ground violently under this powerful pressure, and shot away the flying sword that was originally used to resolve the crisis, but at this moment it became the most deadly murder weapon.

In an instant, Chang'an's face changed greatly, he gasped, and almost at the moment when the hilt of the sword was about to hit, he opened his legs in panic.

There was a loud bang, and the impact of the agitation made Chang'an sit on the cracked stone, trembling all over, and the buzzing sound echoing in the Dan furnace was deafening, making Chang'an have a headache, and subconsciously sucked the fart-strand, and a mouthful of stuffy blood also spurted out with the qi and blood.

Looking at the deep pit smashed by the hilt of his Qiuyue sword, Chang An wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feared, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, if he was hit, the pain was unbearable.

Although the Dan furnace is huge, it is a pity that it is no bigger than the six-meter-long Qiuyue Sword after all, and the hilt of the sword is deep into the deep pit, but the tip of the Qiuyue Sword is nailed to the inner wall of the Dan furnace against the Dan furnace, leaving a gap, looking from a distance, as if Chang'an is sitting under a giant umbrella.

Chang'an, who took a deep breath, came to his senses after a few breaths, and looked at the deep pit between his legs with palpitations, Chang'an's scalp was numb and crawled out of the gap between the Qiu Yue Sword staring at the Dan furnace, leaning on the Dan furnace, staring at Zhou Simin, who was slowly falling and pale.

The lotus leaf petals wrapped around its body also gradually faded until it dissipated because there was no spiritual power infusion.

Looking at Zhou Simin, who was constantly wheezing, Chang'an hesitated, licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, hugged his fist, and then stretched out his little hand gently, probing into the void in front of him, like probing for something, beckoning, a faint earth-colored smoke cloud, instantly gathered in the middle of the finger, forming an iron nail the size of a finger.

Staring at Zhou Simin who looked up, Chang'an took a deep breath, loosened his fingers, and the sleepy nail sandwiched in the middle immediately came out of his hand, and nailed it into Zhou Simin's eyebrows with lightning speed, leaving a shocking blood hole.

"The challenge is successful..."

As the sky once again heard the indifferent sound of the verdict, Zhou Simin's body was like smoke and ashes, and immediately flickered and drifted away, along with the cracked stones on the martial arts stage, as well as the Dan Furnace and the Autumn Moon Sword behind him.

is different from the excitement of challenging Du Pengyi, when he learned of his victory, Chang'an's heart was filled with an inexplicable emotion, and in this emotion, there was even a trace of complexity and helplessness.

That was a feeling that Chang'an had never experienced, a feeling of standing on someone else's point of view.

The original pride, under this feeling, became tasteless, and he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

As soon as Chang'an was over, all the disciples in the Beifeng Disciple Compound were suddenly squeezed out of the stone spirit tablet and Zhou Simin became the first black cloth, and they were stunned for a while.

I don't know how long it took, when Chang'an walked out of the disciple's hall with an expressionless face, he suddenly heard the tidal wave of cheers and exclamations in the compound.

The cheers echoed all around, and also made countless disciples passing by the disciple hall couldn't help but stop and walked in, and under the inquiry, when they learned that Senior Sister Beifeng was actually snatched the first place on the disciple list by a disciple named Black, these disciples also let out exclamations and exclaims.

In this cheers one after another, there is no lack of maintenance of Zhou Simin, denunciation of the people in black, if it was before, Chang'an would definitely have been scolded back, but I can recall that Zhou Simin has come to the current position step by step, and the hardships must have reached an unimaginable level, and he won the first place, it is conceivable that for Zhou Simin, a woman with a weak appearance and a strong heart, what a big blow.

"Is this what Grandpa Changyu said about fate..."

Chang An shook his head, sighed in his heart and continued: "Fighting with the sky, fighting with people, it seems that this is really the case..."

The corners of his mouth twitched, Chang'an turned his head and glanced lightly at the stone spirit tablet under the name of his black clothes, the three words of Zhou Simin, who flashed with a strange light, suddenly had a hint of enlightenment, and with a smile that only he could understand, he brushed his clothes and left.

In just half a day, what happened in the disciple hall spread throughout the entire North Peak, and even Zhou Simin, who was in retreat, couldn't help but be slightly shocked when he heard this, his eyes flashed, and he returned to calm, but unexpectedly, the original disciples thought that Zhou Simin would definitely regain the first place, but after waiting for a long time, Zhou Simin was not seen in the disciple hall, which made all the disciples suddenly in an uproar and set off a burst of shock.

The discussion of the black clothes has reached an unprecedented extreme, and all the rumors and gossip about the black clothes are like rivers and seas, and they are crazy and spread throughout the North Peak.

Early the next morning, with a tired body, he had just stepped into Nanlin, and under a childish threatening voice, he couldn't help sighing.

"This way... It's me who opens, this mountain... It's my father's planting, if you want to pass by here, you will leave your life and money..."

Looking at the small tree stump with a beaten face, arrogantly raised his head, and crossed his waist, Chang An shook his head helplessly, and then took out a pill from the storage bag and threw it over.

Xiao Qi shook his head, took it in his hand, sniffed it lightly, and couldn't help but choke on the stench of the Shenhui Dan and became excited.

Mei Zizi put it into the storage bag, Xiao Qi jumped in front of Chang'an, habitually hugged Chang'an's thigh, didn't let go, stared at Chang'an with a pitiful gaze, and Chang'an's heart suddenly became furious.

"Why, when I'm not in Nanfeng, could it be that something big happened?"

Xiao Qi sighed aggrievedly, and said gloomily: "Nanfeng has nothing big to do, it's just that when you're not there, it's a little boring... I don't have the heart to peek at the female disciple taking a bath..."

Chang'an couldn't help but stare at Xiao Qi, patted Xiao Qi's head and asked, "Qi Baifei, what about Wang Tian?"

"The two of them, on the second day you went to Nanfeng, you left Qingxiao Sect, it's beautiful..."

Chang An was stunned for a moment, and his brows suddenly furrowed: "Mission?"