A few days later, Forget appeared at the front of the Shushu Hall with a list of lists. The pen is www.biquge.info and Yan Li'er respectfully followed behind him, seriously explaining the situation of the Shutang to him. It may be that the sword fight is imminent, and all the disciples are more diligent and serious than usual, and most of them appear in the hall to practice, so they soon forgot to see the top five in the list of the martial arts hall.

"Uncle Shi, there is a saying that a disciple doesn't know whether to say or not?" At this time, Yan Li'er suddenly hesitated.

"If you have something to say, what can't you say?" asked Forget Xu, puzzled.

"Senior Uncle, you may not be able to recruit elite disciples from each hall!" Yan Li'er took a deep breath and said seriously.

"Oh!" Forget was slightly stunned, looked back at Yan Li'er and asked suspiciously, "Why?"

"The disciple has a few friends who are disciples of the Sect, and there are some words circulating among them......" Yan Li'er glanced at him before continuing: "It is rumored that the elders do not want the elite disciples of each hall to join the team of the senior uncle!"

"My team?" Forget Xue suddenly felt like laughing, and he said coldly: "I'm just a candidate disciple for Kunlun to choose a sword fighter, and now I'm my team?

"Uncle Shi......"

"It doesn't matter, we started the selection according to the original plan. If they don't cherish this opportunity themselves, then I can't do anything!" said Forget the Void disapplauded. Anyway, whether they succeed or fail, they will not be harmed, and as disciples, they don't strive for this rare opportunity, so who can blame them?

And when Wangxu walked into the art hall, there happened to be two disciples sparring. I forgot to look at the list and found that these two people were the second and fifth places in the list, and I couldn't help but feel the spirit. Although these two people are highly ranked in the list of forgetfulness, they are only elite disciples in the Shutang, and they are not as good as those genius disciples who are over a hundred years old!

These two people are Qingshan, who is the second in the list of Shutang, and Ming Juehan, who is the fifth. Qingshan is good at using fire spells, driving a flame spirit dragon to rush left and right, like an incomparable sword, killing Ming Juehan left and right to dodge, so he is not embarrassed. Originally, the ice spell of the Ming Absolute Cold was just to restrain the fire spell, but this son used his shortcomings to avoid his strengths, and used the ice spell as a ten thousand sword trick. The ice picks in the sky turned into a sharp sword, which was unusually gorgeous and dazzling, and the god was awe-inspiring. The only pity is that he is already completely at a disadvantage, and defeat is only a matter of time!

"Are these two people sick?" said with a gloomy face: "Is this a magic hall or a sword hall?

"Uncle Shi, this is called one sword gives birth to ten thousand laws!" Yan Li'er explained.

"Fart, I only saw one magic and ten thousand swords, where did one sword give birth to ten thousand laws?" Forget to glared at Yan Li'er, and said dissatisfiedly: "Are all the disciples of the Shutang practicing magic like this?"

"Not really, but most of them are!" Yan Li'er said with a wry smile.

"Why is that?" Forgetfulness couldn't help but frown. Kunlun's disciples are not fools, there must be a reason for this, otherwise there would not be so many people imitating this way of cultivation!

"Learning magic magic powers is just to become stronger, but this method of turning swords into swords does make them stronger, the two who also practice magic are always the one who adds sword intent to the magic is stronger, so over time, the disciples of each hall are cultivating their own magic powers and cultivating sword intent!" Yan Li'er said.

"It is worthy of the Kunlun Sword, and it is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!" said helplessly.

"Isn't Uncle Shi's cultivation also a sword?" Yan Li'er asked.

"I ......" Wangxu wanted to refute, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't find a reason, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "You're right, I do cultivate a sword!"

"That Ming Juehan is going to lose!" Yan Li'er didn't dare to embarrass Forget Xu, so she quickly turned the topic to the competition in the field.

"He couldn't win in the first place!" Forget Xuan was not interested in the victory or defeat of the two, but asked, "Isn't there a disciple in this art hall who does not cultivate sword intent?"

"Of course there is!" Yan Li'er pointed to one of the disciples watching the game and said, "Senior Brother Guojing, who is ranked eighth, is full of magical skills. If you talk about the cultivation of magic alone, none of the top ten on the list can compare to him, but because he doesn't cultivate sword intent, his combat power is only ranked eighth. I heard that he has cultivated the 'Magic Heart', and many of his spells can already be instantaneous!"

"Yes, this son can fight for it!" Forget the void's eyes lit up, this son is not weaker than others in terms of talent and cultivation, what he lacks is only some experience in facing the enemy, as long as he mentions it slightly, he will definitely be able to become a big fighting force.

At this moment, the two people fighting on the field had already divided the winner and loser, and Ming Juehan was hit by the fire dragon of Qingshan, and the whole person flew out. And when the crowd went to lift him up, he was already dying, and he almost wanted to die. Seeing it on the side, I couldn't help but gasp, the battle between the same door was too heavy!

"Master's nephew is seriously injured, I'm afraid he won't be able to heal in a short time, it seems that the sword fighting has nothing to do with him!" Yan Li'er said regretfully.

"It's as if he has a chance if he doesn't get hurt, he didn't have a chance to fight the sword from the beginning!" Forget Xuan sneered, not caring at all about Ming Juehan who was carried away from his side, but asked: "Competing with the same door, is it usually so heavy?"

"Although private fights are forbidden in the door, as long as there are no dead people, the law enforcement disciples in the door will not pay attention to them!" Yan Li'er explained.

"That's a good rule, I just happen to have two guys who want to be beaten. When I met them that day, I really had to give them a good beating, and let out the evil anger in my heart!" Thinking of the man and woman he met when he bought a spirit beast that day, he couldn't help but itch his hands.

"Uncle Shi has an enemy, what are their names? Disciple go and inquire!" Yan Li'er asked flatteringly.

"I forgot the name, but I remember the appearance very clearly, and if I see it, I will definitely recognize it!"

"That disciple went to find Senior Brother Guojing and took a look at his wishes!" Yan Li'er could see that Forget Xuan was actually not interested in those two so-called enemies, so she had no intention of asking further!

"Okay, I'll wait for you here!" This is the first guy I have taken a fancy to, and of course I attach more importance to it. It's a pity that when Yan Li'er said a few words to Na Guojing, that guy shook his head with a disdainful face.

"Although I am not good, I still know the depths, and I really don't dare to compete with a group of senior brothers!" After Yan Li'er persuaded a few words, the guy actually bowed down to the distant forgetfulness and shouted loudly, and his face was so angry that his face turned blue and white.

After leaving the Shutang in a gloomy manner, he visited the Kunlun Halls one after another, but it was the same situation. Finally fell in love with one or two disciples, but they were either already preempted by others, or they were not willing to participate in the sword fight at all! Suddenly, he had a feeling that he could not move an inch, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Let's go, go to Wushuang Hall!" "The place where Wushuang Hall is still managed by Hai Mingkong can be regarded as the only place that has something to do with Forget Void, I think I will give some face to my master!

"Uncle Luo Fengxue of the Wushuang Hall took the disciples in the hall down the mountain to practice, and he hasn't come back yet!" Yan Li'er said in a low voice.

"It seems that it is impossible to select disciples among the various halls!" Standing outside the Wushuang Hall, looking at the Wushuang Hall with the door closed, he felt a burst of despair for the reason of nothingness.

Wushuang Hall was still under the command of his teacher Hai Mingkong, and he originally thought that they would help him for the sake of being Hai Mingkong's disciple, but he didn't expect that Luo Fengxue, the deputy elder of Wushuang Hall, would actually transfer all the disciples at this time, allowing himself to pounce. As for why Luo Fengxue did this, when he heard her name, he already knew that she must be a member of the Luo family, and she must have been instructed by Luo Fengyun!

"Uncle Shi, what now?" Yan Li'er asked cautiously.

"Passing on the orders of all the peaks in Kunlun, tomorrow we will start openly selecting candidate disciples for sword fighting on Jianlu Peak, as long as they have practiced for less than a hundred years, they can come to take the exam. Even if it's a miscellaneous disciple on Kunlun!" Forget Xuan said coldly.

"Uncle Shi, isn't this good, in case no disciples come to take the exam......" Yan Li'er asked worriedly.

"No one came to take the exam, then Kunlun should also die!" Forget Xuan looked coldly at the Wushuang Hall in front of him, and a wave of anger rose in his heart for no reason. The dusty sword behind it suddenly flew out, and a sword slashed on the plaque in front of the hall, cutting the word Wushuang in half and falling to the ground.

"Uncle Shi......" Yan Li'er was taken aback and looked at Forget Void in shock.

"One more, the disciples of the Kunlun halls are not among the exams!" After finishing speaking, Forget Xuan directly took off the sword and disappeared into the sky, leaving a stunned Yan Li'er!

After returning to Jianlu Peak, Wangxu walked into his room and lay down on the bed. Suddenly, he grabbed his hair and screamed, "Ahh......hh Am I crazy? Why am I doing this......"

The terrible screams resounded through Jian Lu Peak, and the two demons were scared into hiding, for fear that they would run out to find their bad luck! )