"When" a gong sounded, the sixth competition of the Three Sects Discussion Conference officially began, and Luo Xiaosang once again woke up from his grief. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since yesterday, when I heard the bad news, my heart was heartbroken, the pillar of support was broken, and the whole world was dark.

The anomaly in the heavy rain last night scared Luo Xiaosang awake once, and he had a thrill in his heart, he had a lot of secrets on his body, and now he had inexplicably caused the disappearance, if he was asked, he really didn't know where to start, and he fled before many elders arrived.

But as soon as I returned to the room, I saw that the master had left many things behind, and I couldn't help but feel sad again. In a daze, I only heard someone call me, followed him to the competition venue in a daze, stood on the stage in a daze, and saw a cold and peerless face in front of me that only should be in the sky.

The referee elder stood on the stage and shouted: "At the beginning of the competition, the three factions are arguing, intending to learn from each other, and the two sides must not use poison, must not use hidden weapons, and must not attack the vulnerable places of the person, otherwise they will lose." ”

After the opening remarks were finished, the referee elder floated to the side of the test bench.

Song Piaoxue was dressed in white, with the Canglang Divine Sword in her hand behind her back, and the green flute on her waist swayed lightly, standing on the stage, staring at the familiar but unfamiliar face in front of her, and couldn't help but show a trace of surprise.

The young man seemed to look at himself in his eyes, but he was full of sadness, but he had already turned himself into nothingness.

What is it that makes him so sad? He's just a teenager!

Song Piaoxue took a step forward and saluted softly: "Song Piaoxue of the Meditation Pavilion of the Heavenly Gate, please advise." ”

Luo Xiaosang was startled, took a step back, and a figure in the gray world in front of him moved, as if he was talking to himself, thinking of not a return salute, but he turned his head to look at the audience, wanting to find some warmth in this gray world under the stage.

No, I don't see the figure of Yi Xingyun's brothers and sisters, and no, the blue figure who always cares about himself, the scar is so deep that it is deep.

In the gray world, the shadows are in a hurry, and there is only one person left, and all thoughts are ashes.

Luo Xiaosang slowly turned his head, the sadness in his eyes was even stronger, and said: "Luo Xiaosang, a secular disciple of the Chaos Heaven Gate of the Chaos Heaven Peak, please do it, don't stop." ”

"Wow" There was an uproar in the audience, and Song Piaoxue's fans shouted and scolded: "It's too arrogant, what is this?" "Senior Sister Song, don't keep your hand, knock him off the stage." "This kid, I thought I was so lucky every day, get down. ”

Song Piaoxue's face flashed with surprise, since the competition, no one has ever ignored himself so much, what did he mean by what he just said?

The Canglang Divine Sword in his hand seemed to feel the master's mood at the moment, and gradually glowed with a pale yellow light. usually goes on stage, and he has already made a move, but why can't he move today, but he is infected by the sadness in his eyes?

Song Piaoxue has been practicing in the bitter cold land of the Meditation Pavilion since she was a child, and her heart is firm, and the waves in her heart disappear without a trace before they can disperse. Master deeply believes that he needs to complete it, as long as he wins two more games, he can win the championship, so let's do it. The Canglang Divine Sword was glowing with an ancient sword glow, and slowly rose from his hand.

Luo Xiaosang stared closely at the Canglang Divine Sword that emitted a pale yellow light in the air, is this the divine sword that has never been unsheathed and beats the opponent to the ground?

Suddenly, there was a familiar coolness from his right wrist, which instantly spread throughout his body. There was a sudden throbbing in my heart, and the familiar warmth seemed to be jumping, with great excitement, wanting to reappear in the world. Luo Xiaosang was stunned, this feeling was really the first time.

Luo Xiaosang took out a black ruler from the sleeve of his right hand, and that ugliness was as unbearable as a reptile in the depths of the quagmire compared to the Canglang Divine Sword that was flashing with divine light in front of him.

"Haha" The laughter still coming out of the audience, Luo Xiaosang couldn't hear it anymore, but he felt that the black ruler in his hand was connected to his flesh and blood, and every time he appeared, he felt sick and nauseated, and the feeling of laughing wildly and wanting to pull himself into the Nine Shadows Mansion was gone.

This made Luo Xiaosang stunned again, could it be caused by the vision that appeared last night? But why does this strange black ruler seem to be about to move now, instead of holding it tightly, it flies toward, Luo Xiaosang raised his head and glanced at the cold beautiful woman opposite, no, it should be said that if he didn't hold it tightly, the black ruler flew towards the Canglang Divine Sword in front of her.

Song Piaoxue's face was calm and calm, looking at the young man in front of him who took out a strange black ruler from his sleeve, his heart suddenly palpitated, and he couldn't help but glance at the yellow mangs in the air that were getting more and more prosperous, but why was the Canglang Divine Sword so abnormal today, that burst of excitement and arrogance, if it wasn't for the silent recitation of the magic in his mouth, it would have pulled out of its sheath and flew towards, flying towards the strange black ruler.

For a while, Luo Xiaosang was staring at the Canglang Divine Sword with a black ruler in his hand, and Song Piaoxue was staring at the strange black ruler in Luo Xiaosang's hand, and the weapon was shot, but he just looked at each other, motionless, and no one made the first move.

The audience was in an uproar again, and there was a lot of discussion. Song Piaoxue woke up suddenly, secretly scolding herself for not having enough concentration, so she no longer hesitated, and in the silent recitation of the magic trick in her mouth, the Canglang Divine Sword Huang Mang Dasheng shook left and right in the air, and then with a shocking momentum, she slashed straight towards Luo Xiaosang.

The black ruler finally "broke free" from Luo Xiaosang's hands, with incomparable excitement or a thousand years of hatred, the ruler's body overflowed with a trace of black gas, and in Luo Xiaosang's left and right swinging gestures, he rushed straight towards the Canglang Divine Sword.

Although it is crooked, the momentum does not drop half a point, which makes the audience amazed, can this ugly black ruler compete with the Canglang Divine Sword.

The answer was immediately known, as soon as the black ruler and the Canglang Divine Sword came into contact in the air, a loud "bang" was heard, and Luo Xiaosang's body flew upside down like a cannonball, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The black ruler swirled upside down in the air, and with a "bang", it was inserted into the jade table in front of Luo Xiaosang. The two sides competed, and the winner was seen in one move.

"Haha, as expected. "I'm betting he'll get two more tricks at most." "Sure enough, luck can't be eaten. Everyone in the audience laughed.

Song Piaoxue was stunned in her heart, just now she saw that the black ruler was not weaker than the momentum of the Canglang Divine Sword, it didn't seem like a fake, but why was it so vulnerable.

The hesitation was fleeting, Song Piaoxue's face was solemn, Qianqian's right hand was two fingers, and she silently recited the magic in her mouth, and the Canglang Divine Sword was in the air, and with a winning momentum, she continued to slash towards Luo Xiaosang.

Luo Xiaosang couldn't hear everyone's laughter anymore, and the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth dripped down drop by drop, falling on the black ruler inserted in the ground, and slowly seeping into it from an angle that no one could see. The body of the black ruler slowly flashed with red, black and gold, and the black qi overflowed again.

Looking up again, Luo Xiaosang's eyes had turned blood-red. In this world, why is it so sad that even the only relative has been taken away? This world, full of gods and Buddhas, is it blind to allow such a kind old man to be taken away?

Luo Xiaosang slowly stood up and faced the waves of divine sword that were getting closer and closer. The black ruler seemed to feel the determination of the master, soaring in front of Luo Xiaosang, red, black and gold flashed, and the overflowing black gas became more and more prosperous as the yellow mangs approached.

Song Piaoxue's contemptuous expression flashed, and the Canglang Divine Sword slashed straight down with his right hand with a shocking momentum.

In the air, the black ruler rose up with black energy, with the determination to die, with an invincible momentum, bravely greeted it.

"Bang" and another loud sound, Luo Xiaosang's body took a few steps back, almost about to fall, but finally stood still. Song Piaoxue was shocked, and there was no big problem, but she was shocked in her heart.

The black ruler's blow seemed to be ordinary, but as soon as the Canglang Divine Sword came into contact with it, he was nauseous and nauseated, and there were faint signs of rolling in his blood, as if he wanted to flow to the black ruler. This black ruler is really weirdly tight.

Song Piaoxue is a proud disciple of Liu Chenya, the master of the Meditation Pavilion of the Chaos Heavenly Gate, who has been practicing hard under the guidance of Liu Chenya since he was a child.

Retreating and moving forward, the Canglang Divine Sword fought with the black ruler in the air for the third time.

"Wow" The audience made an uproar again, this time not only the disciples who were watching, but also the elders and heads of various factions were talking about it.

Zhuan Tianmen is worthy of being the leader of the righteous path in the world, although these two disciples are young, their strength cannot be underestimated. One has such a divine weapon as the Canglang Divine Sword, and his cultivation of this sect is profound, so he should be the elite of the sect in the future, while the other, although the weapon in his hand is strange and his cultivation is still shallow, he can compete with the elite of the sect, and it is not enough to rely on luck alone.

In the discussion in the audience, the two people who competed in the field slowly changed.