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Long Shoufeng immediately rushed into the ring, helped Fang Chao up, and saw the fairy sword broken in two on the ground, all of them were full of anger, glaring at Lu Xueqi, as if they were going to eat this beautiful woman.

Offstage, Cangsong Daoren clenched his fists and said coldly: "Senior Sister Shuiyue, your disciple should be really ruthless, obviously it is not enough to win, but you still have to rely on the magic weapon artifact to destroy other people's fairy swords, what is the reason?"

Master Shuiyue looked indifferent, and said coldly: "Xueqi's cultivation is too shallow, and her Taoism is not deep, so she can't control a divine object like 'Tianxuan', and it's not a big deal." ”

Cangsong Daoren was angry, and he was about to have a seizure, when suddenly a hand was put on his shoulder, but it was Dao Xuan Zhenren who stood up at some point and patted him on the shoulder.

Cangsong Daoren looked at him, and finally suppressed his anger, snorted heavily in his nose, and strode away.

Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at the tall back of Cangsong Daoren, shook his head, smiled bitterly, turned his head, and was about to speak, but saw that Master Shuiyue actually walked away.

At this time, Lu Xueqi had already come down from the stage and came to Shui Yue, who looked at her, with a smile on her face and nodded. Lu Xueqi didn't speak, gave a slight salute, then stood behind Shui Yue and followed her.

Zhang Xiaofan stood aside, only then did he come back to his senses from the thrilling battle just now, watching Shui Yue and Lu Xueqi, a pair of masters and apprentices, drift apart, and suddenly found that these two people were so similar, as cold as ice, as if carved out of a mold.

He was just looking at the gods, and suddenly he sighed when he heard Zeng "Net" beside him, and said, "I didn't expect that such a divine object as Tianyu was also born!"

Zhang Xiaofan was inexplicable and said, "What is Tianxi?"

At this time, the onlookers of Qingyun disciples gradually dispersed, and Zeng "Net" said hello to the disciples who returned to the peak of the same door, walked away with Zhang Xiaofan, and said: "Tianyu is the fairy sword you saw Lu Xueqi use just now." I have read in the 'Ten Chapters of Strange Treasures' before, the first appearance of Tianyu was in the hands of a scattered immortal withered heart master thousands of years ago, and legend has it that this magic weapon was the Nine Heavens of Strange Iron fell into the mortal world, and the withered heart master accidentally obtained it in the Arctic ice field and cultivated it. ”

"Back then, the decisive battle between the righteous demons and demons, the righteous path was naturally headed by our Qingyunmen Qingye Patriarch, but this withered heart master is also very famous, especially when he used this Tianxuan Divine Sword to fight fiercely with the black-hearted old man of the Demon Sect for three nights, and finally hit the black-hearted old man hard, except for a big trouble for my righteous path. It is said that at that time, only this Tianyu Divine Sword could restrain the most ferocious thing of the Demon Sect to devour the blood beads, and since then, the name of 'Tianxi' has resounded in the world and has become a coveted artifact magic weapon in the hearts of cultivators. However, I heard that after the withered Venerable Master sat down, this Tianyu disappeared, and he didn't expect it to fall into the hands of Xiao Zhufeng. ”

Speaking of this, Zeng "Net" shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Xiaofan, then Lu Xueqi has such a divine object, I'm afraid that we will have no hope in this big test." ”

Zhang Xiaofan didn't have any disappointment, anyway, he never thought that he could do anything, but he looked at Zeng "Net" quite disappointed, and asked strangely: "Hey, Senior Brother Zeng, didn't you tell me that you are not very interested in this big test? Why do you look disappointed?"

Zeng "Net" blushed and said: "But if you can really stand on the stage and hold on to the end, it will also be very majestic, don't you think?"

Zhang Xiaofan smiled dumbly.

Zeng "Net" looked at him strangely, and he was a little embarrassed in his heart, punched him, and said with a smile: "What are you laughing at?" Before he finished speaking, he also laughed.

The two smiled and walked to the other ring to watch the other competition.

On this day, in addition to Zhang Xiaofan, among the seven disciples of Dazhufeng, four won and three lost, and Song Daren, Tian Ling'er, He Dazhi and Du Bishu all entered the next round.

Coupled with Zhang Xiaofan, who was lucky, five of the eight disciples of Dazhufeng were promoted, which was a rare good result in hundreds of years, and Tian Buyi couldn't keep his mouth shut.

Second rì.

The morning sun was lazily sprinkled on the sea of clouds, and the disciples of Qingyunmen came to the square like the previous one, and continued to watch the Qingyunmen Seven Veins Martial Arts Test.

The people of Dazhufeng stood under the red list yesterday, only to see that half of the names on the red list were removed, and next to Zhang Xiaofan's name, his opponent today, Chu Yuhong, was also written.

Since getting up in the morning, Zhang Xiaofan has been nervous for some reason, although he knows that most of him is here to see, but his heart is involuntarily nervous, his heart is racing, his mouth is dry, and he has no appetite even after only two bites of breakfast.

At this moment, he was quietly asking the senior brother Song Daren who was standing beside him, and said, "Senior brother, who is this Chu Yuhong, is he powerful?"

Song Daren frowned, shook his head and said: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it before, I look at the list that it says that he is a disciple of Chaoyang Peak, but I don't know how to do it." ”

Speaking of which, Song Daren glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, saw that he was very nervous, and said with a smile: "Little junior brother, don't be nervous, don't worry, I was nervous for the first time I participated in the big test, just go to the ring." ”

Zhang Xiaofan said, "Yes." ”

At this time, Du Bishu, who was standing on the side, came over and smiled maliciously: "Hey, senior brothers, why don't we make a bet and see how the little junior brother wins or loses this time......

"Okay, good, I'll bet on my junior brother to lose!"

"Me too!"

"Me too...... That's right, I'll double it!"

"Count me in. ”

Song Daren was furious and pointed at everyone: "What are you doing, the little junior brother is about to compete, and you still can't beat him?"

Zhang Xiaofan was grateful and shouted, "Senior brother......

Song Daren: "Sixth." ”

Du Bishu stuck out his tongue: "Senior brother, I was joking just now, don't tell Master Sù." ”

Song Daren: "No, you've hit it anyway, and I'll press five shares of the bet you opened just now!"

Du Bishu, Zhang Xiaofan: "......"

At this time, Tian Buyi and Su Ru came over, and all the disciples of Dazhu Peak greeted them, Tian Buyi looked at everyone and said, "Yesterday your table was good, but today you entered the second round, and the rest are basically the disciples of all veins, you must be careful." ”

Everyone said in unison, "Yes." ”

Su Ru glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, walked over, and said, "Xiaofan, today is your first time competing, be careful, do you know?"

Zhang Xiaofan's heart flashed with warmth, and he said in a low voice: "Yes, Master." ”

Su Ru nodded, and wanted to say something, but suddenly she only heard the bell and the bell ringing, and the competition had officially begun. Tian Buyi glanced at Su Ru, nodded, and said: "You all know the place of the competition, and it is clearly written on the red list just now, after the competition starts later, your master and I will also go to the stage to watch you compete, don't let us lose face." ”

Everyone responded together, Tian Buyi nodded, whispered with Su Ru, and walked away. Tian Ling'er, who came with them, looked around in a blink of an eye and walked towards Zhang Xiaofan, Zhang Xiaofan's heart suddenly jumped.

Walking up, Tian Ling'er looked straight at Zhang Xiaofan, suddenly burst out laughing, turned back to everyone and smiled: "You see how nervous Xiaofan is! ”

Everyone laughed, and Song Daren also smiled: "I also comforted the little junior brother just now, but it doesn't seem to be of much use, I still want you to go out of the horse, junior sister." ”

Tian Ling'er took a sip, turned her head to Zhang Xiaofan and said, "Xiaofan, I'll have to compete later, I can't go to cheer for you, you have to work hard, and be careful!"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at her beautiful face close at hand, blowing like an orchid, as if he smelled a faint fragrance, he couldn't help but feel excited in his heart, nodded heavily, but somehow, he couldn't even speak.

Tian Ling'er obviously didn't think too much, smiled at Zhang Xiaofan, and walked over to talk to the senior brothers for a few words, and after a while, everyone went separately in twos and threes, obviously going to the ring for the competition, and cheering for the same door if there was no competition.

It's just that no one thought of being with Zhang Xiaofan at all, perhaps, everyone thinks that this is a hopeless person at all!

Zhang Xiaofan stood in place, watching all the senior brothers go away, and suddenly felt unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart, slowly walked to the red list, and looked at it carefully.

He and Chu Yuhong, a disciple of Chaoyang Peak, were arranged to compete on the farthest "shock" platform.

Zhang Xiaofan smiled bitterly and walked forward. Along the way, countless Qingyun disciples walked around, talking and laughing, Zhang Xiaofan listened to it on the side, most of them were discussing the results of yesterday's competition.

Yesterday's rì competition, several popular characters recognized by everyone won easily, during which many people talked about the Longshoufeng lineage In addition to Qi Hao, there seems to be a young master, Zhang Xiaofan heard a few words from them, and guessed that it was most likely Lin Jingyu.

But more people are talking about Lu Xueqi of Xiaozhufeng. This beautiful woman with the divine sword "Tianyu" is unexpectedly profound, but yesterday rì broke the opponent's fairy sword in full view, which seems to make many people very dissatisfied, but this has made more people want to watch her competition, and her popularity has risen but not fallen.

In addition, the long-missing "Tianxi" is even more eye-catching, I don't know how many people think about the divine artifact of the Great War of Righteous Demons thousands of years ago, even some Qingyunmen elders are no exception.

Zhang Xiaofan listened and walked, and couldn't help but think of the appearance of the frost beauty Lu Xueqi yesterday, and shook his head. At this moment, there was a sudden shout from the front: "Xiao Fan." ”

This voice sounded very familiar, Zhang Xiaofan looked up, and immediately laughed, only to see Lin Jingyu striding over, Zhang Xiaofan greeted him, and said with a smile: "I said why I haven't been able to find you!

Lin Jingyu pointed behind him and said, "I have to compete today, and I am on the 'Kan' platform, so naturally I have to come over early to prepare." As he spoke, he looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, and said with a smile: "It's your turn today, which station?"

Zhang Xiaofan said: "I'm in the 'earthquake' platform, it's about to start, I can't go over to cheer you up, you have to be careful." ”

Lin Jingyu smiled: "You too, hey, why didn't your fellow senior brothers and elders come to see you?"

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, and said with a forced smile: "It's not that you don't know that there are few people in my lineage, and there are many people competing today, so Master and Senior Sister have all gone to watch the competition between Senior Brother and Senior Sister." ”

Lin Jingyu glanced at him, sighed, and patted him on the shoulder.

Zhang Xiaofan cheered up and said with a smile: "It's nothing, anyway, I'm just here to see it, don't worry." But you have to work hard, don't let others say that the people from our Caomiao Village are not promising. ”

Lin Jingyu nodded heavily, and was about to say something, when a bell suddenly rang behind him, he looked back, and said, "My competition is about to start, I won't talk to you, if it's too late for a while, I'll go over to see you immediately." ”

Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said, "Go quickly!"

Lin Jingyu turned around and left, Zhang Xiaofan watched his back walk away, and read a sentence in his heart: "If you can come over in time, I can still support it on the stage, that would be strange." ”

He laughed at himself like this in his heart, and slowly walked to the side of the "Zhen" platform, which is the easternmost part of Yunhai Square, at a glance, there are only a dozen Qingyun disciples, most of whom are also disciples of Chaoyang Peak, which is really different from Lu Xueqi's platform at zhōngyāng.

There was only a chair placed in the audience, and a white-bearded old man was sitting there, Zhang Xiaofan glanced at him, felt a little familiar, thought about it for a while, and remembered that this was the elder who scolded the disciple outside the crowd before Lu Xueqi's competition yesterday morning, and complained that he should not recruit female disciples, but he didn't know which line of Qingyunmen he was.

In the Seven Veins Martial Arts Test, there are a total of eight rings, and under normal circumstances, each ring Qingyunmen will arrange at least one elder to sit in the town, otherwise the young disciples will be young and vigorous, and it will be difficult to control if they are rising.

Zhang Xiaofan walked over, came to the white-bearded old man, bent down and bowed, and said, "Uncle Shi, I am Zhang Xiaofan, a disciple of Dazhufeng, and I am competing on the 'shock' platform today. ”

The white-bearded old man turned his head, glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, and said casually: "Oh, you're here, it's about to start, you go on stage!"

Zhang Xiaofan answered, glanced at the stage, and saw that the stage was empty, and it seemed that the Chaoyang Peak disciple named Chu Yuhong had not yet come.

He hesitated, but finally obeyed the old man with the white beard and walked up the steps. At the same time, among the Chaoyang Peak disciples in the audience behind him, there were whispers on the stage, obviously talking about him.

At this time, the morning sun had already risen, and the first rays of sunlight from Tongtian Peak quietly fell on him, with a little warmth.

Zhang Xiaofan stood on the stage and looked at the eastern sky, where a rising morning sun was slowly rising, red, the light was soft but not dazzling, reflecting the clouds in the distance of the sky.

Zhang Xiaofan's heart suddenly had a burst of emotion, five years ago, he was still a rural child who didn't understand the world, and he never dreamed that there would be a day when he stood on Tongtian Peak to watch the rì out, no, it was not that he didn't dream of it, but he didn't know that there would be such a beautiful rì in this world.

In the blink of an eye, life is as slim as a white cloud.

His state of mind as a sixteen-year-old boy is like the sorrow of a sixty-year-old man at this moment.

He reached out and reached into his bosom and touched the cold burning stick. A month ago, without anyone knowing and not paying attention, Zhang Xiaofan was surprised to find that he could barely indulge this black burning stick, and at that moment, he could hardly believe his eyes.

However, after he repeated it countless times in the dead of night, the burning stick did indeed move as his mind drove it.

"Exorcism", this is a word like thunder in the Qingyunmen Cultivation Method, it is the expression of Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao's cultivation to the fourth level of the Yuqing Realm, and it is also the repetition of every new disciple in the depths of his heart in countless years of cultivation, looking forward to it, and working hard, and Zhang Xiaofan even dared to think that he could reach this realm in his dreams, fighting for a breath in front of the master, making the master smile.

But is it possible?

Zhang Xiaofan tried his best to suppress himself and did not tell anyone about it, and at the same time, when he tried to use his telekinesis to drive other objects such as the pots and pans in the kitchen, there was no movement, which also hit his self-confidence.

He couldn't figure out why such a strange situation had happened.

Dreaming back in the middle of the night, he could feel the cold breath slowly wandering through his body as he got up and stared at the strange burning stick that seemed destined to entangle with him.

"Dang!" The crisp bell rang, startling Zhang Xiaofan and waking him up. Turning his head, there were still more than a dozen Chaoyang Peak disciples in the audience, and the white-bearded old man was still sitting there drowsy, but on the opposite side of the stage, a man appeared at some point, looking like he was about thirty, smiling at himself.

Zhang Xiaofan's face turned red, and he hurriedly saluted and said, "Zhang Xiaofan, disciple of Dazhu Peak, ask Senior Brother Chu for advice." ”

Chu Yuhong smiled and said: "Don't dare, there are talented people in the country, although Senior Brother Zhang is young, but before the big test, he still stands on the stage calmly, without any anxiety, and even less timid, compared to me back then, I am too strong, I admire and admire." ”

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, and said, "Don't hide it from Senior Brother, I was actually in a daze just now." ”

"Wow", there was an uproar in the audience, the dozen or so Chaoyang Peak disciples all laughed and fell, Chu Yuhong was also stunned for a moment, and finally couldn't help laughing, and then felt inappropriate, and forcibly said: "Senior Brother Zhang said that he was laughing, uh, the time has come, I will ask Senior Brother for advice." ”

Zhang Xiaofan's heart jumped, he was nervous for a while, and said slowly: "Please be merciful to Senior Brother Chu's subordinates." ”

Chu Yuhong smiled but didn't answer, looking at him as if he was in his chest, he saw that his right hand shook, and with a "Kuang Chang" sound, a fairy sword that emitted a faint yellow light was sacrificed.

"The name of the sword is 'Shaoyang', Senior Brother Zhang, please. ”

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at the Shaoyang Immortal Sword, and saw that the yellow light on the sword was pure and gentle, and he felt a shock from a distance, and it didn't seem to be extraordinary.

He swallowed his saliva secretly, and felt a little hot on his face, but finally reached into his arms, grabbed the burning stick, and took it out.

All the people in the audience, Chu Yuhong and more than a dozen disciples of Chaoyang Peak in the audience, their eyes fell on the black burning stick.

Silent for a while.

"Hahahaha......" I don't know who was the first to laugh, breaking the silence, anyway, after a while, the audience burst into laughter, mixed with I don't know who said bitterly: "That, what is that?"

"I said a long time ago, the people of Dazhufeng are all weird, don't say it, yesterday that thin man used the dice magic weapon to become a laughing stock, I didn't expect that today, today there are people who use burning sticks, really, really laugh at me! hahaha......"

At this moment, even Chu Yuhong on the stage couldn't bear it, laughed a few times before he couldn't hold back, and said: "Senior Brother Zhang, this is, hehe, it's yours, hehe, I'm sorry, I can't control it, ah! Is this your magic weapon?"

Zhang Xiaofan laughed as he listened to the people around him, his face was flushed, and he couldn't say a word. He also knew that using this burning stick was too ugly and would make people laugh, but nothing else could drive it.

And there was a faint glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that this could really prove himself, so in the end he brought out the burning stick.

However, in the end, this burning stick brought him contempt and ridicule from others. The people around him laughed loudly, Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head, and as far as his eyes could see, there was only the black and ugly burning stick in his hand left in the world.

They laughed loudly, laughing loudly, just like the senior brothers of the same sect before leaving, and even Senior Sister Ling'er, whom he was deeply reading, laughed like a smile.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes.

The cold feeling seemed to cry out from the depths of his body, slowly wandering through his body.

What is the loneliest time when a person feels?

Is it alone in the face of the indifference of the whole world, is it alone in the face of all the shame?

Is a person's blood cold or boiling?

He looked up and looked ahead.

At this time, the sun was shining on his face, and no one could see his expression clearly.

The Shaoyang Immortal Sword in Chu Yuhong's hand, in the laughter and cheers of the audience, burst out with a brilliance that was almost comparable to the rising sun at this moment, brilliant and awe-inspiring.

As his magic trick was introduced, he stopped drinking, and the Shaoyang Immortal Sword was like a brilliant light, and it pressed over in a dignified manner.

A breath of heat came to his face, but Zhang Xiaofan's heart was as cold as ice.

I don't know why, looking at the light in front of him, at that moment, he suddenly remembered the morning a long time ago: he and Lin Jingyu spent a thrilling night in the wild, and when they returned to Caomiao Village, they saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. That morning, all his happiness was lost, and he even felt that he was buried in that sea of blood, struggling for his life, delusional hope to find his relatives but could not do anything after all, and his heart ached.

The heat seemed to burn his skin, but in front of his eyes, there was a quiet night, by the blue water pool, the beautiful woman stood by the water's edge, hugging her lover tightly.

"Ahh

It fell on the black, red-blooded burning stick in the dark blue.

The next moment, he was engulfed in the sun's brilliant light.

The audience cheered, and the disciples of Chaoyang Peak were all happy to be in sè, only an exclamation mixed with their laughter, which seemed so harsh.

The sudden appearance of Zeng "Net" ignored the dozen hostile eyes next to him, sighed loudly, and felt sorry for this new friend, but unfortunately he couldn't help according to the rules of the big test, otherwise he would probably rush to the stage when he looked indignant.

Even the white-bearded old man sitting on the side seemed to be alarmed by Zeng's "Net" and glanced over.

On the stage, the brilliant golden light and the rising sun in the sky complemented each other, brilliant and dazzling, Chu Yuhong felt a burst of pride in his heart, at this moment even he felt that his cultivation had reached an unattainable peak, and he, after defeating the opponent in front of him, who was not looking at it and even beating it, would definitely march forward, even if it was the final victory, it was not known! After all, after today, he only needed to win four more games.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile, and the Shaoyang Immortal Sword shone even brighter, seeing the young man in front of him wrinkle his face in pain in the blazing light, and even bit his lip.

Suddenly, at this moment, his heart pounded, as if someone had smashed him with a heavy hammer in his body.

At this time when everyone couldn't see Zhang Xiaofan clearly, Chu Yuhong, the person standing opposite Zhang Xiaofan, saw him raise his head and open his eyes through the brilliant light of his Shaoyang Immortal Sword.

Those blood-red sè, eyes full of violent killing!

An invisible and unknown coldness quickly expanded, and Chu Yuhong saw that the black sè burning stick seemed to come to life at this moment, the black air was steaming, and the bead at the top of the stick was even more blue, reflecting on Zhang Xiaofan's body, as if he had completely become another person.

This qiē change all happened within the light of the Shaoyang Immortal Sword, and no one saw it except Chu Yuhong.

Chu Yuhong was extremely frightened, but before he could react, the cold aura had already hidden under the light of the Shaoyang Immortal Sword and entangled him, and he almost immediately felt a whirlwind of the sky, and his whole body was nauseous and vomiting.

A moment later, a faint blue light from the orb on the burning stick shone on him.

Offstage, Zeng "Net" looked nervously at Zhang Xiaofan who was surrounded by that light, and when he thought that Zhang Xiaofan was now like a monkey being barbecued (according to common sense, it should be thought of a pig being barbecued, but somehow the idea of a monkey appeared in the mind of "Net"), he almost didn't want to watch it anymore.

On the contrary, the disciples of Chaoyang Peak were all applauding and cheering, and they were overjoyed.

At this moment, all of a sudden, everyone could only hear Chu Yuhong roaring on the stage, and the Shaoyang Immortal Sword rose to the sky, and the light immediately dissipated, revealing Zhang Xiaofan's figure.

And Chu Yuhong seemed to be seriously injured, and retreated again and again, and after a while, in the surprised eyes of everyone, the seven orifices on his face were bleeding at the same time, and he stretched out his right hand and pointed at Zhang Xiaofan, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything anyway.

After a while, I saw his body shake a few times, fall to the ground with a thud, and faint.

On and off the stage, there was silence, and everyone looked at each other, so shocked that they couldn't speak. This chapter was published by online book friends ww.

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