Zhang Wuyi's victory made the Demon Dao people very angry, but Ma Jianxin's death did not bring much emotional change to the Demon Dao disciples, for many Demon Dao disciples, the more fellow Dao Tianjiao died, the better, so that they were getting closer and closer to the position of the first day of the Demon Dao, and at the same time, the probability of them gaining the support of the head of their sect would be higher and higher.

The happiest thing is that Zhou Chao and Fan Jianqiang, the two new personal disciples who have succeeded the two of them every month.

Ma Jianxin's death means that there will inevitably be a personal disciple among the two of them, and it is said that Dongfang Undefeated has made a request with Ren Wuxing to lead the disciples to retire to the rivers and lakes, and at the same time, he has led his three disciples to leave the Black Wood Cliff when the Zhongzhou Martial Arts Conference opened.

Now there are no undefeated disciples in the East at the Zhongzhou Martial Arts Conference, which is proof.

Then, Ma Jianxin's death means that the two of them will be upgraded from Ma Jianxin's dog to the young sect leader who will inherit the position of the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect.

This is a thing to be happy about, they consciously ignore the indigenous Tianjiao in the Sun and Moon God Cult, which is a common problem of many players, but they don't want to, just with the two of them who can't even enter the preliminary round, how can they get the favor of letting me go.

But this did not prevent them from starting their own open and secret battles, just after Zhou Mengdie and Yun Yao stepped into the ring, Zhou Chao and Fan Jianqiang found Mei Sanniang and Shangguan Xuanluo in the Demon Dao respectively. After promising many benefits for the other party to support his ascension, he never noticed the mocking eyes and playful expressions of the two.

Just when the two of them each started to fight with huge dreams, Zhou Mengdie on the stage had already condensed the sword intent and sword momentum on his body, he promised to go all out to defeat Yun Yao, so naturally it was not easy to hide his strength, but in order not to expose his hole cards in front of the real master, he had to pretend to use the accumulation posture to condense the sword intent on his body, so as to make the strongest power of the world's sword.

Seeing that the sword intent on Zhou Mengdie's body became stronger and stronger, Yun Yao's face became deeper and deeper, he had seen the Xuzhu who cultivated the Northern Underworld Divine Skill, and in Xuzhu's body, he felt the endless Northern Underworld Sea. It was as if he had performed the magic of the Northern Underworld, and he would incarnate into the Northern Underworld and devour all living beings in the world, including terrifying creatures such as Kunpeng.

And now, he saw Zhou Mengdie who condensed the sword intent, and the Zhou Mengdie standing in front of him continued to rise, as if he had gradually grown from an ordinary human to a towering giant, he was not as terrifying as Xuzhu, but it was more terrifying than Xuzhu. After all, he, like himself, was just an alien who had cultivated for less than five years!

He thought that his starting point was no less than Zhou Mengdie, but in just five years, there was such a huge gap with him, even if it was the disciple who was hiding in the sect and cultivating hard, I am afraid that he would not be Zhou Mengdie's opponent at this time, right?

He thought so in his heart, but at this moment, the sword in Zhou Mengdie's hand moved, and he obviously saw it clearly, but he didn't have time to react at all, and he was pointed in front of his eyebrows by the sword.

"It's really amazing, I lost, I lost so convincingly!" After a long time, Yun Yao came to his senses, and after glancing at Zhou Mengdie, he slowly opened his mouth and praised, and at the same time, a trace of bitterness hung up at the corner of his mouth, and an inexplicable sense of frustration arose.

Zhou Mengdie also noticed his abnormality, but he couldn't help him anything, the flaw in his heart must be made up by his own will in order to be perfect, and no one's help can fundamentally make up for this flaw. When Zhou Mengdie's sword was pointed in front of his eyebrows, the trace of self-confidence in Yun Yao's heart as a Tianjiao was instantly shattered!

Zhou Mengdie put away his sword and stood, and after glancing at his back, he finally spoke: "No matter how powerful your opponent is, don't give up hope when you are against him." I remember a friend said that he can only be killed in this life, not defeated. ”

Yun Yao's body trembled inexplicably, he recalled that when Zhou Mengdie's sword stabbed him, he didn't have a chance to resist at all, but he gave up hope, and felt that even if he dodged this sword, how could he dodge the next sword?

He arched his hand at Zhou Mengdie, a trace of firmness appeared in his eyes, and said, "Thank you Brother Zhou for your guidance." ”

Zhou Mengdie smiled slightly, glanced at him, and said, "Let's go, hand over the ring to someone else!" As soon as the words fell, he flew off the ring, and the referee drew a hook on Zhou Mengdie's name, but Emperor Song, who had not spoken for a long time in the stands, suddenly said: "This kid is good, I'm afraid that no one in the younger generation is his opponent, no, maybe he is invincible in the same realm." Aiqing will see if she can be included in the six doors?"

As soon as his words fell, a woman beside him suddenly said unconvinced: "Father, son is not convinced." ”

Emperor Song was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at the woman, but a smile of relief suddenly appeared on his face, and said, "Hehe, I almost forgot my third princess, Xiu'er, how is your Fengyi Nine Heavens Decision?"

A trace of pride appeared on the woman's face, and she said: "Feng Wubu and Feng Yi Sword Technique Erchen have both practiced to the unparalleled realm in the world, and Fengyi Nine Heavenly Gong has also practiced to the seventh day. ”

As soon as her words fell, a man in a purple dragon robe on the side suddenly smiled and said, "Even if it's the imperial brother, can't I? ”

But I didn't want the three princesses to smile coldly, and said, "Just because your nine monsters are worthy of claiming to be Jiulong? ”

"You" The man was immediately furious, and when he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a majestic voice: "Okay, Xiong'er, Xiu'er, don't quarrel anymore, wait for this matter, I will hold a royal martial arts conference, let Er and other brothers and sisters decide together, and let me see that over the years, there have been several martial arts geniuses among the children of my Zhao family." ”

As soon as his words fell, many princes and grandsons on the side suddenly nodded in unison and said, "Yes, I obey my father's orders." ”

The ministers who watched the two princes and princesses arguing on the side were already sweating on their foreheads, and they didn't dare to breathe, and after the emperor made a conciliatory voice, they suddenly knelt down and said, "My emperor is shengming." ”

Emperor Song waved his hand and said: "These are my family affairs, and they have nothing to do with the world's major affairs, so you Aiqing don't have to worry about it." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, he glanced at a man and a woman in the stands, and then suddenly laughed out loud: "I didn't expect that the heir of this tender sword would actually meet the heir of the ruthless sword, it's really interesting, interesting." ”

At this time, on the stands, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman who was very familiar to Zhou Mengdie in her previous life was fighting with an uncle who looked like twenty-seven or eighteen.

An An, the successor of the tender swordsmanship, was lonely in her childhood because of her temperament changed greatly after learning this swordsmanship, and in her previous life she was friends with Zhou Mengdie, Chu Yan, and Dong Xiaoxian. After somehow disappeared for a while, he reappeared beside Zhou Mengdie and others, originally because of his cultivation supreme mastery, his strength was the strongest martial arts among all people, which made Zhou Mengdie even more incomprehensible.

An An in this life is still strong, and when she reunited again, she didn't expect that she had become a master in the middle of the hero, maybe she had not been influenced by herself and Chu Yan and others in her previous life to be able to progress so fast, he thought.

The man opposite her was named Wandering Away, and he used a ruthless sword technique, the sword was cold and swift, and there was no room for death.

When the two of them collided with each other, a tender swordsmanship that seemed to be based on this, and a ruthless swordsmanship with fierce attacks, a trace of inexplicable seeds quietly grew in An An's heart.

She often took advantage of the vacancy in the match to look at the vicissitudes of life on the face of the free-roaming world, and a trace of pity quietly appeared in her eyes. Before she knew it, the sword in her hand had quietly slowed down.

Since ancient times, amorous people have always been ruthlessly hurt, not because lovers are too stupid and stupid, but that ruthless breath for soft-hearted and tender people, there is always a trace of fatal temptation, many times, some people's love feelings for cold people are from curiosity to pity begin.

An An's mind was affected by his own swordsmanship, so he became extremely sensitive and fragile, and in the competition with the free world, he was attracted by the loneliness and loneliness hidden under the cold exterior exuded from his body.

As the same kind of person, she gradually developed a trace of inexplicable feelings for the Carefree Worldker, and it was this kind of feeling that made her sword momentum become more and more mellow in the duel between the Carefree Worldwalkers, and gradually made the sword movement of the Carefree Worldwalker more and more difficult.

There was a trace of daring violence in the eyes of the free world, and he took out his sword even more frantically, and the sword in his hand became more and more powerful.

An An sighed, glanced at him, and said, "Since you want to win so much, then let you win!" As soon as the words fell, he quietly sold a flaw, and let the free world stab him in the shoulder with a sword, and then looked at him with gentle eyes. "You won." ”