Hearing that it was the sixth, the stone in Zhou Shaobai's heart finally fell, and he walked back with a sigh of relief, but he saw Mu Ningzhi's pair of pupils like late night staring at him, and he couldn't help but feel empty, avoided her gaze, and returned to the queue. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The head of the sect, Lingxu Daoist, said: "There is still one lottery left, it must be eight, but there is no need to draw it." ”

So the name plate of the disciple of Dye Cui Feng was hung under the eight-character wooden card, the lottery ceremony was completed, and the head of the house gave an order, and everyone moved to the martial arts arena outside the hall.

Here is a radius of about ten zhang of the white stone platform, about half a person high, was originally the place where the disciples of Jiuyang Peak cultivated, now after some repair, added the Guanwu platform, the round platform is all around with fine sand paved with three inches thick, in case someone is beaten down from the ring and injured, there are also three stands on both sides of the opposite side of the Guanwu platform, and the seats of the disciples of each vein are marked with nine-colored ribbons on the stands. The whole martial arts arena is fluttering with flags, which is very majestic.

The Lingxu Daoist took a group of people to the martial arts viewing platform and looked down on the entire martial arts arena.

As far as he could see, he saw that the big archway at the entrance of the martial arts field was hung with a four-character plaque of "Taoism and Martial Arts", and the couplets on both sides of the archway were "Xiyun Although Nine Pulses", "Ten Thousand Generations are Still One", in addition to "Taoism and Martial Arts" is the handwriting of the ancestor of the year, but the couplets on both sides are their own handwriting.

The disciples of the Nine Veins were neatly dressed, with nine distinct colors, divided into three pillars, and stood on three stands. Seeing Lingxu and the others on stage, the disciples of the nine veins shouted in unison: "Although Xiyun has nine veins, there is still one sect in all eternities! Although Xiyun has nine veins, there is still one sect in all eternities! Although Xiyun has nine veins, there is still one sect in all eternities!"

The sound waves rushed straight to the top of Jiuyang Peak, resounding and curbing the clouds, majestic and mighty, swallowing mountains and rivers.

Although the cold wind is cold, in this martial arts arena, it seems that he will also be infected by the enthusiasm of everyone, and he will avoid three points.

Linghumility felt something, he waved to the disciples of the Nine Veins, and the disciples of the Nine Veins shouted more enthusiastically, and the sound was wave after wave, and the birds of Jiuyang Peak were all frightened and flew high.

"All the disciples, sit down. Ling Xuan smiled, although his voice was not loud, but at the time of this loud voice, it could clearly reach everyone's ears, obviously his cultivation was extremely profound.

Only then did the disciples of the Nine Veins regain their quietness, and they sat down one after another, listening to the teachings of the master.

"Today's Nine Veins Discussion is a grand event in my Xiyun Gate. The reason why my Xiyunmen has been able to prosper for thousands of years, and has always been admired by the world is because the people of the past generations have devoted themselves to cultivating the Tao, painstakingly and lonely, and have been dedicated to the glory of my Xiyun. At this time, the back waves of the great river push the front waves, and the streams and clouds are waiting for you to show their abilities, talking about Jiuyang!

The disciples of the Nine Veins shouted in unison, and a Taoist stood in the ring and said in a loud voice: "The Nine Veins Martial Arts Exercise will start immediately! In the first game, Zhang Xiaofeng of Jiuyang Peak will face Sun Chongguang of Qinglian Peak!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Xiaofeng stepped forward and jumped into the ring, striding to the center of the ring, and the disciples of Qinglian Peak were not to be outdone, and also jumped up.

The two stood in the ring, bowed to the Guanwu Platform and the Sanyi Stand respectively, and then saluted each other.

Zhang Xiaofeng bowed and said, "Senior Brother Sun, please advise." ”

Sun Chongguang also owed: "Please advise!"

The two of them held the sword in their hands, first pointed to the sky with the sword, and then touched the ground with the tip of the sword, which is the etiquette of Xiyunmen when they were studying with the same door, in order to show that they were fair and learned, and the world was a lesson.

Sun Chongguang suddenly trembled at the tip of his sword, his figure flashed, and he stepped forward to attack, it turned out that he had always known that Zhang Xiaofeng's strength was not bad, and once he fell into the fight, it would definitely be very unfavorable to him, so he thought that it would be better to come up and attack first.

The tip of the sword stabbed Zhang Xiaofeng's chest, but Zhang Xiaofeng's face did not change. Seeing that the tip of the sword had arrived, Zhang Xiaofeng gently swept to the right, rubbed the tip of the sword to avoid it, and then twisted his waist and hips, and slapped Sun Chongguang on the back with his backhand.

Suddenly, the disciples of the Nine Veins exclaimed in the stands, and Zhou Shaobai and Li Yuankang couldn't help but cheer.

Sun Chongguang's face changed slightly, he roared, the sword move suddenly became sharp, and ten thousand arrows stabbed towards Zhang Xiaofeng, it was Xiyun's profound swordsmanship - Yunlong Thirteen Swords!

Those who can pass on the Thirteen Swords of the Cloud Dragon must be the most outstanding disciples of this lineage. Sun Chongguang was blessed by his master, and he was determined to bring glory to his master's face in this nine-vein treatise, but he didn't expect to meet Zhang Xiaofeng, who was powerful in the first round. The failure to attack just now made him know the gap in strength between the two, so he decisively displayed his gatekeeping skills, trying to force Zhang Xiaofeng to show his flaws, so as to wait for the opportunity to win.

I saw that the thirteen swords and one sword were as fast as a sword, and it was like a ball of sword light, covering Zhang Xiaofeng in it, Zhang Xiaofeng naturally couldn't dodge as easily as Fang Cai, and could only use the sword to block this electric sword tide.

The disciples of the Nine Veins couldn't help but cheer with a tsunami, and the Lingxu Daoist couldn't help nodding his head, and said to the left and right: "I have such a good talent in Xiyun Sect, I really have the blessing of the ancestral master." ”

I saw that on the ring, Zhang Xiaofeng calmly took Sun Chongguang's tide-like sword momentum, and no matter how sharp the sword moves were, they were all blocked or resolved one by one by Zhang Xiaofeng's long sword.

Sun Chongguang tried his best, but he was still helpless, but in the eyes of people who didn't know the way, it was Sun Chongguang who had the upper hand and attacked fiercely, while Zhang Xiaofeng could only parry and was tired of coping, so the shouts of the disciples of Qinglian Peak in the stands were the most enthusiastic, they shouted excitedly, and even more, asked Sun Chongguang to quickly take care of Zhang Xiaofeng, so as not to spend more physical strength.

Seeing that Sun Chongguang's sword move was already old, the Lingxu Daoist shook his head and said, "The move is old, and if you don't think about it, you will definitely lose." Before the words fell, I saw Sun Chongguang striding forward, the tip of the sword trembled, and countless heavy sword flowers appeared in an instant, hitting several key points on Zhang Xiaofeng's body!

Zhang Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, there are virtual and real in these countless sword flowers, there is reality in the virtual, and the changes in the virtual and real are endless, it is really a tricky offensive, the situation is critical and he does not want to think about it, Zhang Xiaofeng's wrist turned sharply, he was concentrating, and the qi veins were running sharply around his body, and a sword burst out in an instant, and a meteor rushed to the moon to stab Sun Chongguang's wrist!

Listening to the sound of "dang", Zhang Xiaofeng had already put away his sword and stood, and Sun Chongguang stood in place, the long sword in his hand was gone, and suddenly an object fell next to him, flashing silver light and sticking straight into the sand under the ring.

Zhang Xiaofeng arched his hand at Sun Chongguang: "Senior Brother Sun, I have conceded." ”

The nine-vein disciples in the stands were dumbfounded, but the Lingxu Daoist in the Guanwu platform laughed, stood up and applauded, the spirit stone was silent, and Chengyu Chengguan also applauded, and the nine-vein disciples in the stands woke up, and the applause and cheers in the stands rang out.

"The winner of the first game! Jiuyang Peak Zhang Xiaofeng!" Jiuyang Peak was originally Zhang Xiaofeng's home stadium, and there were many cheers.

Zhou Shaobai was very close to the ring, and he could see it clearly, when it was difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction in Sun Chongguang's sword moves, Zhang Xiaofeng made a quick decision, and came first, and pointed at Sun Chongguang's sword hilt with the blade, Sun Chongguang couldn't bear it, so he took off his long sword and was defeated at the moment. The wonderful competition between the two made Zhou Shaobai's blood racing, and he faintly felt eager to try.

Li Yuankang on the side said to him: "Although the nine veins are the same sect, but whether in terms of cultivation or swordsmanship, they have developed the uniqueness of each vein, such as the Qinglian Peak, among the nine veins, the swordsmanship is the most refined, you see that Senior Brother Sun's tricks are shining, and the essence of the swordsmanship is difficult to comprehend in other veins, but in addition to the head of the Qinglian Peak, the rest of the people seem to be half a chip behind the other eight veins in the cultivation of the Inner Dan, even if the sword moves are strange and the Inner Dan is not good, the power will naturally be greatly reduced." Senior Brother Zhang's cultivation is far above Senior Brother Sun, so a mediocre immortal guiding the way will have such great power, the last to come first, and what is even more amazing is that such a swift sword can be sent and sent freely, and in the end, it just gently knocked away Senior Brother Sun's long sword, but there was no harm to him, which is really breathtaking. ”

Since Zhou Shaobai recited crooked poems, Li Yuankang seems to have become interested in him, and has been standing by his side, and now he has given a detailed explanation, Zhou Shaobai is very strange in his heart, why is this naturally arrogant Li Yuankang so close to him?

Li Yuankang seemed to see through Zhou Shaobai's thoughts, and said with a smile: "I still have something to say to you, but now it's my turn to play, you wait a while, I'll come when I go." ”

After speaking, Li Yuankang squeezed his eyes at Zhou Shaobai, strode forward, walked to the front of the ring, deliberately did a somersault, and landed on the ring in a chic manner, and there was a cheer in the stands.

On the viewing platform, Chengyu shook his head with a smile: "Yuankang, this kid, just likes to be in the limelight!"