With Han Zaixin sweeping his opponent directly out of the ring, the first round of the duel has come to an end, and even if there are still the rest of the ring, it won't be too long!

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The first round came to an end, with the 540 winners advancing to the next round, while the losers were left to be spectators. No one left, because even if they didn't participate in the competition, it was a way to increase their knowledge.

The disciples below are busy, but the elders above are still in a mess, and the old Dao of Illusory Luck is already angry at this time, and it seems that he is not alive.

One by one, they were busy running the true yuan to renew the life of this old man who might hang up at any time, straightening out the tyrannical true yuan in his body, sorting out the chaotic qi veins, and several people did it at the same time, finally pulling back the unique existence of this Sword Sect.

"Senior brother, some people, some things, are not in our current realm that we can peep into!You go and rest first, and finish this big competition for your brother!" Qing Xuanzi said, and asked the two accompanying disciples around him to help the old Taoist of illusion to rest.

"The second round is not another ring battle!" a deacon of the Sword Sect stood in the air at this time, several feet long sword light supporting his body, and said above the canyon.

"Isn't it a ring fight?" Suddenly, the atmosphere of defensive hostility between the disciples below dissipated, thinking that the next battle would be a ring battle, so everyone between them could be the opponent of the next game, and they all kept their distance.

"This is the next mission!" A huge light and shadow appeared above the sky, and the huge light and shadow were directly projected in the sky, and the handwriting of Dou Da was revealed!

"Hunting in the back mountain!" The first line of words was revealed, and everyone immediately knew what form this competition was, this was a competition to kill demon beasts.

"There is a specific mountain peak in the back mountain of the Sword Sect, where there are countless demon beasts, you go and kill the demon beasts and bring back the heads of the demon beasts! One point for the first-level demon beast, two for the second-level demon beast, and four for the third-level demon beast, according to the ranking of points, take the first two hundred and seventy people! The time limit is three hours! Do you understand?" The deacon of the Sword Sect explained the rules.

"No!" all the disciples said loudly, and then rushed towards the exit of the canyon one by one, as for the flight of the imperial sword, it would only be possible after leaving the canyon, above the canyon was where the high-level of the Sword Sect was located, who would dare!

One by one, the disciples of the Sword Sect scrambled to compete for the top position, the speed was fast, everyone was a fast galloping horse, and their steps were extremely fast under the blessing of the True Yuan in their bodies.

But there are also a few people who are not in a hurry to walk behind, these are all disciples who are extremely confident in themselves, among them Chu Yunfei, drunk and free, and the second son of Tian Landao who once fought with Han Zaixin, Zhu Fangyu is also among them.

All of these people were not in a hurry, but every step was an extremely long distance, and although the speed was not as fast as those disciples who were running with all their might, they did not fall behind at all.

Chu Yunfei carried his hands on his back, dressed in a white shirt and snow-white, not stained with dust, and a folding fan in his hand shook slightly, like a turbidity world, as if he was going out to go out. Drunk and leisurely by his side, he walked with him, both of whom were born in the Sword Sect.

Even though Chu Yunfei is nearly eighty years old compared to Drunk and Happy, the two of them are juniors in the family, and their relationship with each other is quite good. At this time, the two of them were also scanning their eyes, looking for the opponent they thought was worthy of a battle in their eyes.

Zhu Fangyu was along with a young man who was six points similar to him, this was another disciple of their Tianlan Island Zhu family who had entered the Sword Sect, and he was also one of the inner disciples, but he was ranked nearly a hundred behind Zhu Fangyu.

This second son of the Zhu family of Tian Landao is also ranked high among the disciples of the inner sect of the Sword Sect, at one hundred and thirty-sixth, of course, his ranking may be a little worse than his strength, but he is also a well-known disciple of the inner sect of the Sword Sect.

"Senior Brother Han, I haven't seen you in March, I didn't expect my junior brother to make such great progress! It's a little willing to bow down for my brother!" Drunk Xiaoyao saw Han Zaixin, who was still on the edge of the ring and didn't move, laughed, and then walked over with Chu Yunfei.

Han Zaixin didn't leave, he was observing, observing the rings, all of which were carved from floating cloud stones, and the runes on them made him feel some familiar in his heart, but he forgot where he had seen them, and he immediately thought about them there.

"This must be the junior brother of Tongtian Sword Han Zaixin, he is really a hero, for a brother at your age, but it is far inferior!" Chu Yunfei also greeted with a smile.

"Senior Brother Chu said with a smile, Senior Brother Chu is the first in the inner door, but everyone recognizes that Senior Brother needs to learn more, and I hope Senior Brother will not hesitate to give advice!" Han Zaixin did not refuse the kindness shown by these two.

In this world of cultivators, there is always a group of like-minded Taoist friends who can support each other in order to go further! The four great magic weapons that a practitioner needs to possess -- wealth, dharma, and land, are indispensable, and this has been proven again and again over thousands of years.

Loose cultivation is like this, fighting alone, and there are many masters among them, but most of these masters have not been able to have a good end, why is this? There is no group of Taoist couples who can support each other with him, and it is difficult to support each other in the end.

"Senior Brother Han, why should you be too humble? With your current cultivation, you don't dare to say that you have a chance of winning as a brother!"

"Senior Brother Han, how about joining in the fun for my brother?" Zhu Fangyu also stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Let's go too, those senior brothers are already impatient!" After a few people saw each other, there was a greeting for a while, and at this time, there were only five of them left in the canyon.

"Otherwise, how about a few of us who don't have swords to compete?" Walking out of the canyon, Chu Yunfei smiled and proposed.

"This move is feasible! Just to see the methods of the brothers, it is better to compare the strength of the feet than the strength of the feet!"

Several people all have the meaning of measuring each other's strength, so no one objected, and Han Zaixin was also trying to see the gap between himself and the disciples of these born families, and he didn't object!

"So, let's see who gets to the hunting peak first?" Drunken Xiaoyao also refused to admit defeat and said.

"Dashan, please ask the deacon senior brother to be a witness!" Chu Yunfei said with the biggest face, and said towards the deacon of the sect flying in the sky.

"Haha...... I can't ask for it, and it's also a beautiful thing to be able to see the competition between several young talents!" The deacon of the sect, who was flying in the air, readily agreed. (To be continued.) )