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The eight peaks occupy eight directions respectively, forming opposing each other, like eight giants standing in the sky and the earth looking at each other from afar, majestic, for cultivators, it may take a moment to reach the peak if the sword flies, but ordinary mortals may spend several days, and there is also a possibility of injury due to the steepness of the mountain on the way.

On a huge square between the eight mountain peaks, bustling and crowded, all the disciples of the Eight Immortal Mansion came one after another, in an endless stream, and the flow of people was like a river, extending along the way they came.

After a while, all the disciples basically gathered, except for the many female disciples of Qionghua Peak, the rest of them all sat down in turn according to the position of their respective peaks, only the position representing Lu Zufeng was blank. From a distance, it is orderly and awe-inspiring, and has the extraordinary momentum of a fairy sect.

On the east side of the bluestone square, there are eight bronze chairs, carved with patterns of unicorn phoenixes and other beasts, lifelike, majestic, and seemingly ready to break through the wall at any time.

This was originally the position of the Lord of the Eight Peaks, but now several Peak Masters are not here, although Xu Fu is in Penglai, he is wandering around, hoping to find a genius earth treasure that can temporarily resist the erosion of the Great Heavenly Demon Lord's demonic thoughts. In this case, these eight positions were naturally occupied by the eight people with the highest status among the disciples, that is, the first disciples of each peak.

With the arrival of all the disciples, Yin Hongyue, Deng Chunyuan, Zhang Daolin and others also arrived one after another, sitting on their seats, Lin Fan sat down on a bronze chair in the northernmost part, he was the only disciple of Lu Zufeng, and naturally he was the first disciple of this peak, so he was naturally qualified to sit in this position.

Immediately afterwards, the first apprentice of Qionghua Peak, Zhou Ling, the first apprentice of Caihe Peak, and Yang Haokun, the first apprentice of Jingxiu Peak, came one after another, and after seeing Lin Fan, they all nodded slightly, and Han Xiangfeng's first apprentice Han Wuxin was the last to arrive, still wearing a black shirt, walking steadily, and the position was exactly opposite to Lin Fan, sitting down on the southernmost chair, a pair of narrow eyes stared at Lin Fan coldly, with a cold expression, and then turned his head to look at the field.

Lin Fan felt Han Wuxin's gaze, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he also showed a sneer.

Yin Hongyue saw that the two of them all had this expression, and smiled slightly bitterly in her heart, these two people are full of stubbornness, once they decide on one thing in their hearts and pay attention to it, even ten cows can't pull it back.

Deng Chunyuan, who was on the side, saw the worried look on her face, leaned over and said, "Hongyue, what's the matter?

The closest people all heard his words, and they all looked at her with a hint of narrowness in their eyes.

Yin Hongyue's face turned red, she reached out and pinched Deng Chunyuan's ear, and said viciously: "Okay, Xiao Chunyuan, the skin is itchy again, right?!"

Deng Chunyuan's face suddenly became bitter, and he felt the increasing strength in Yin Hongyue's hand, and begged for mercy: "Hongyue, I was wrong, I was wrong, you let go!

"Humph!"

Yin Hongyue snorted coldly, her cheeks were still slightly hot under the gaze of several people.

Han Wuxin pretended not to hear the conversation between the two, but Lin Fan turned his head and smiled slightly, and said, "Senior Sister Hongyue is so worried about me!

Yin Hongyue said angrily: "Who is worried about you! Lin Fan, if you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will take action to clean you up now! I will become the first disciple of Lu Zufeng and turn against you!"

"I'll shut up, okay......" Lin Fan said insincerely, "Hongyue, you're going to scare away men's ...... like this."

Zhou Ling smiled and said, "Senior Brother Lin Fan is right, Senior Sister, you should also learn to be gentle......

Yin Hongyue replied very domineeringly: "When will it be your turn to take care of the old lady's affairs! The old lady is this temper! Do you want to come and practice with me!"

Zhou Ling hurriedly shook his head and said, "Don't dare, I'm not your opponent, senior sister......"

Yue Lian laughed happily, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and two charming dimples suddenly appeared on her cheeks, and said with a smile: "Don't mess with Hongyue a few of you, be careful of her bad luck looking for you afterwards......"

Several people laughed, and Zhang Daolin said: "Okay, all the juniors and disciples are still waiting, let's not waste time." He stood up from the bronze chair and said loudly: "Junior brothers and sisters, I announce that this time the Eight Peaks Competition will start now! You all know the rules, each peak chooses three people to fight between peaks to determine the amount of cultivation resources of the Eight Peaks, and the rest of the people will compete with the brothers and sisters of this peak to determine the order of strength.

Zhang Daolin's voice was not too loud, but it spread far away under the effect of spiritual power, full of qi, echoing between the eight peaks.

When the words fell, there was a slight sound in the array of disciples of each peak, and eighteen disciples came out in line, Lin Fan looked at it, and saw that there were a few familiar faces among them, and the blood shadows encountered in Eight Immortal Town, Ye Lan, Jiang Xiaochen and others were among them.

Slightly surprised, after thinking about it carefully, he was quickly relieved, the strength of these people was basically at the peak of the Hundred Refining Realm, although each peak of the Eight Immortals Mansion had monks from the Cave Void Realm, the number was not very large, such as Jing Xiu Peak, including the first disciple Yang Haokun, there were only two disciples of the Cave Void Realm, which was relatively the weakest peak among the eight peaks.

Zhang Daolin told the rules of the competition, after the matters that need attention, he announced that this time the competition officially began, the bluestone square covers a huge area, one time enough to support dozens of disciples to fight at the same time, not long after, a group of people entered, after greeting each other, they began to fight.

But seeing the streamers flying in the field, the sword light and sword shadows continued, the qi waves were heavy, and the spiritual power of various color attributes swept in the air, like a match, and all kinds of magical Dao methods were used in the hands of everyone.

Lin Fan was a little dazzled, Tong Xuanfeng used the most Fu Seal and Paper Man Technique, Caihefeng's disciples sacrificed all kinds of magic weapons, and Han Xiangfeng's disciples had many musical instruments in their hands, casting various sound wave attacks......

The various supernatural techniques passed down by the Eight Immortals appeared in front of his eyes!

Lin Fan's heart was slightly boiling and excited, it was the first time he had seen such a scene of many monks fighting at the same time, he only felt that the momentum was magnificent, solemn and sacred, and he was gradually infected, and a battle intent began to slowly brew in his heart!

At the same time, the battle between the strongest three selected by each peak has also begun!

Ye Lan is still wearing a white robe, his eyes are like stars, his body exudes a cold sword intent, his face is very calm, the Chixiao sword behind him is not out of the sheath, relying on a pair of palms alone, between vertical and horizontal slashes, he has already forced the opponent to defend more and attack less, and it is difficult to parry!