After Qingyunzi finished speaking, a deacon bowed in the direction of the high platform, stood up straight, glanced at the people in front of him, and said loudly: "Quiet, the participating disciples come forward and draw the participation token." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

This deacon of the Heavenly Temple is the head of all the deacons, his name is Heiyan, and he is a figure who is a bit like an old pedant, whether it is doing things or behaving, he follows the rules and regulations, and strictly follows the laws of the sages.

At this moment, as Deacon Heiyan spoke, the disciple who knew his temperament immediately quieted down and stood obediently, his body unconsciously straightened a little.

Next, all the disciples who were interested in participating in the competition took a step forward, although there was no special explanation, but it was like a tacit understanding, and it was the Tianjiao people with names and surnames in each peak who walked in the forefront.

Jiang Xiaobai mixed in the crowd and walked at the end, looking calm.

Deacon Heiyan nodded with satisfaction, looked at the two groups of people who were clearly distinguished, and with a wave of his hand, a ball of light immediately flashed, and a ball of light appeared above Jiang Xiaobai and the others.

At the same time, the words of Deacon Black Rock came out.

"Input your spiritual power into this ball of light, and a random number token will be generated, which is your participation token, which also marks your opponents. ”

As soon as Deacon Heiyan's words fell, one after another beams of light rose into the sky and shot into the ball of light, obviously some people already knew a lot about this rule, after all, this sect competition is not a new thing, not everyone is like Jiang Xiaobai, less than a year after entry, he began to participate in the inner door competition.

As each beam of spiritual power entered, a light immediately lit up, and one by one the light clusters flew out, and a wooden token immediately transformed and appeared in the hand of the corresponding person.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't hesitate, the same spiritual power shot out, and under the flickering light, a ball of light fell into his hand, and a token appeared.

Ninety-eight.

Jiang Xiaobai flipped over the token, and the number ninety-eight was engraved on it.

Looking around, Jiang Xiaobai found that everyone else already had tokens in their hands.

With a wave of his hand, the ball of light flew backwards and disappeared under his robes.

He looked at the crowd and said, "According to the number on your token, there is a ring for every twenty people, one to twenty to one ring, in turn, and the big competition begins!"

As Deacon Heiyan's words fell, the eyes of everyone in the audience flickered, with a fighting spirit, and after glancing at each other, they walked to the place where their tokens corresponded.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes flashed, and he stood in place and didn't move, because his position at this moment happened to be the position of the No. 10 ring.

When the crowd dispersed, in the end, including Jiang Xiaobai, there were exactly twenty people.

"You should all know the rules, this is a big competition between the sect, not life and death, point to the end, it is strictly forbidden to kill each other. ”

"Alright, it's game on!"

The deacon on the bluestone ring opened his mouth lightly, only to see him wave his hand, and immediately a layer of white light spread under the diffuseness, covering the entire bluestone ring, forming a transparent protective shield.

The function of this protective shield is to prevent the energy of the combatants in the ring from escaping and causing accidental damage.

Among the crowd, two disciples, looking at the signs on their respective cuffs, one from Tianyang Peak and the other from Bailian Peak, glanced at each other, snorted coldly, and stepped into the ring.

The two stood in the ring, hugged each other and bowed to each other, and then stood in place with vigilant eyes, but no one took the lead.

Jiang Xiaobai thought in his eyes, looked at the two people in the ring, and his gaze stayed on the person of the Hundred Refining Peak on the left for a few more breaths, and then quickly retracted.

Rumble!

The person from Tianyang Peak on the right side made the first move, and with a pat of the storage bag on his waist, a red fan immediately appeared in his hand, and he fanned it directly against the person from the Hundred Refining Peak.

Immediately, a trace of scorching heat appeared, and the next moment, a sea of fire erupted, condensing into an illusory fire snake in mid-air, and swallowed down at the disciple of the Hundred Refining Peak.

The eyes of the disciple of the Hundred Refining Peak flashed solemnly, but he was not panicked, looking at the approaching fire snake, the momentum was violent, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly pinched the trick and pointed out, and immediately a water curtain appeared, if the wind swept away, the speed was so fast, it instantly wrapped the approaching fire snake, the fire snake only struggled a few times, then wailed under the water curtain, disappeared, and the momentum of the water curtain did not decrease, and went directly towards the disciple of Tianyang Peak, in his stunned eyes, he was directly impacted by the water curtain and flew out.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the disciple of Tianyang Peak, and as soon as his eyes darkened, he fell unconscious.

At this moment, the disciples who were watching the battle around the audience suddenly exploded and spoke one after another.

"What's going on?"

"What's the situation?"

"That's it, how can a disciple of the Hundred Refining Peak know the water system technique!"

The crowd was talking, obviously surprised that the disciples of Bailian Peak actually used the water system technique.

Although theoretically speaking, any magic cultivator can cultivate, but the people of the Hundred Refining Peak, after so many years, have almost reached a consensus, because the refining weapons are mainly based on the fire attribute, and the concept of the fire system technique of the Hundred Refining Peak has been formed, and in fact, it is true, but it seems that this law has been broken in this disciple's body.

"Tianhuo Zhenren, this is the disciple of your Hundred Refining Peak, the Water and Fire Dao Body. ”

On the suspended high platform, at this moment, the peak master of Tianmen Peak looked at the real person of Tianhuo and spoke.

"Tianfeng is a real person. ”

Tianhuo Zhenren is a middle-aged woman who looks like a Dao Gu, she is the peak master of Tianyang Peak, she has a luxurious posture, although she is dressed as a Dao Gu, but between her eyebrows, she is graceful and extraordinary, and her demeanor is beautiful, at this moment he has a smile on his eyebrows and eyes, and his tone is good.

Tianmen Peak Peak Peak Main Road No. Tianfeng Zhenren is a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, dressed in a black and purple robe, with a majestic bearing, looking at the field at this moment, his eyes suddenly paused.

"This is Qingyun Swordsmanship!"

"Someone from Edgeworth Peak has actually cultivated this technique again!"

Around the No. 1 bluestone ring, bursts of exclamations suddenly erupted at this moment, only to see that on the bluestone ring, a disciple of the Imperial Sword Peak, this is a young man in Mai, with an ordinary appearance, belonging to the kind of public appearance that cannot be found when thrown into the crowd, he is holding a seemingly ordinary cold iron sword in his hand, at this moment in front of him, a small mountain phantom rumbles, the momentum is huge, and it is smashed down against him, it is the protective shield around the bluestone ring, which seems to be under the shadow of this hill at this moment, shaking.

However, Mai Boy's face did not change until the shadow of the hill approached the top of his head, and Mai Boy moved.

It's so fast!

No one saw the boy make any movement, as if the boy was merely holding his hand on the hilt of his sword, and then withdrawing it, and it was all over.

In fact, the moment the phantom of the hill fell, a touch of cyan went up against the sky, and the phantom of the hill immediately cracked with a click, and the sound of this click seemed to resound in the hearts of everyone, with the power of lightning strikes, roaring hearts, accompanied by the shattering of the phantom of the hill, a wisp of pure white sword light broke through the shattered phantom of the hill and directly hit the protective cover.

At the same time, Mai Boy's opponent passed out directly in the aftermath of this sword light.

Seeing that the opponent was unconscious, the Mai boy didn't take another look, and walked down the bluestone ring with an indifferent expression.