Chapter Eighty-Eight: Two Centennial Comparisons

"Thank you for the kindness of the seniors of Ding Qianjun, but the younger generations have received great favor from the sect, and they will definitely not switch to other factions in this life. Wang Xiaofan said in a sincere and firm tone.

When Ding Qianjun heard this, his face remained unchanged, but he glanced at Wang Xiaofan deeply, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Old Daoist Dan has accepted a good apprentice, which is really enviable." But I am here today, firstly, to congratulate the old Dan Daoist Ning Dan on his success, and secondly, for the once-in-a-century sect competition, you and I need to discuss this matter. ”

"What do you mean by this, what do you mean by this, just now the elders of your sect have already announced that the Flame Sect will automatically admit defeat in this sect competition, is it possible that Daoist friends are ready to break their promises, can't they?" Dan Lao's face sank, and he said coldly.

"Dan Lao Dao Friend is serious, how can the deity break his word, Xuan Ming is just an elder of this sect, how can he be qualified to make such a major decision on behalf of the Agni Fire Sect. Ding Qianjun's face turned cold, and he turned his head and reprimanded. "Xuanming, you decided privately before, but now the deity punishes you for abolishing your cultivation for ten years, and facing the wall for five years after returning to the sect, can you be convinced?"

Xuan Ming was convinced. That Xuan Ming's face was slightly pale, but he nodded without hesitation, and a little fierceness flashed in his eyes, and as soon as he raised his hand, he slammed it on his chest, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the breath of the whole person suddenly withered.

Seeing this, Ding Qianjun nodded, waved his hand to signal Xuan Ming to retreat, and then turned around and said with a smile: "Old Daoist Dan, now that you know the matter, what else do you have to say now?"

"You"

"Okay, junior brother doesn't need to say much, since the head of the Ding Qianjun has already disposed of the person who made his own claim, then the previous decision will be nullified, and today it happens that all of you are all here, it is better to fight between you and me in the two sects, it will be set today, how about it?" Qing Song's eyes flashed, and he said indifferently.

The cultivation realm respects the strong, don't break your word and get fat, even if you say a big panic, as long as you have the strength, others don't dare to say anything.

Ding Qianjun's eyes flashed coldly, the corners of his mouth curled coldly, and he replied lightly: "This is very good." ”

Suddenly, among the monks in the main hall, there was a stormy wave, Qingyun Sect and Agni Fire Sect, each with two Jindan monks in charge, the strength of the two sides is equal, the battle between the two is enough to cause the shock of the entire Beihe Prefecture cultivation realm, and the victorious side can hold the hundred years of the Beihe Prefecture cultivation realm.

In the main hall, each sect and faction, and the two sects, are different from each other, and the undercurrent is surging and turbulent for a while.

Yingxiantai, the area is vast, and the whole body is cast by the first-order refining materials, and the prohibition is dense, at this time, it is the best place for the two sects to fight. At this time, around Yingxiantai, hundreds of bluestones were suspended in the air, and thousands of monks were sitting cross-legged on it, all with serious faces and motionless. The two competitions have not yet begun, but a general trend has been strictly condensed.

On both sides of Yingxiantai, the Qingyun Sect and the Agni Sect are far away from each other, and the disciples on both sides have always been hostile to each other.

"You and I have fought several times, I won't say much about the rules, but there is one thing that must be explained, in the fight, no people's lives can be harmed, and those who violate it will be abolished and handed over to the other party for disposal. Qing Song's face was indifferent, and he talked eloquently, although the war was imminent, but his heart was worthy of being a monk of the Jindan period.

When Ding Qianjun heard this, he also nodded slowly and agreed. The disciples he brought this time were all elites in the sect, and if there was any damage, he would also be heartbroken.

"Qingsong's predecessors, you all remember it, wait a minute, you must not be a killer, otherwise you will be severely punished.

When Ding Qianjun spoke, his eyes fell on a young monk named by him, this person was about twenty, his face was flat, and his eyes were slightly closed, and at this time, he seemed to sense Ding Qianjun's eyes, his eyes opened and glanced at Ding Qianjun lightly, and then closed his eyes again, recuperating his mind.

This person's performance fell in the eyes of Ding Qianjun, but he was not angry, but there was a bit of helplessness in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Xuandao, you great-grandson, you still have to take care of it later, so as not to be caught by the Qingyun Sect, then at that time, I will not be able to protect him. Ding Qianjun said to Xuan Dao.

"Don't worry, the old man has his own measure. Xuan Dao's gaze fell on the young man, his eyes showed a bit of relief, his great-grandson Linggen has excellent qualifications, even if it is not much different from the legendary Heavenly Linggen, it is very likely that he will be in charge of the Flame Sect in the future.

"Dusty Heart, as the first person to fight for the Agni Fire Sect, don't fall into the face of my sect. Ding Qianjun groaned slightly, and then motioned to a man in a dark robe behind him.

When Chenxin heard this, he clasped his fists and shouted: "Chenxin will live up to what the boss said." ”

With that, Dusty Heart walked out of the queue and flew to Yingxiantai.

"Agni Sect dusty heart, ask all the Daoists of the Qingyun Sect for advice. This dusty heart fell on the stage, and he shouted, his eyes flashed sharply, and it was obviously not a simple role to be the first to be sent on the field.

Qing Song thought for a moment, and then said: "Yiming, this person is left to you to deal with, remember to be cautious." ”

"The disciple respects the decree of the master. Among the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, one person flashed out, bowed respectfully to Qingsong, and then the light flashed, and he landed not far from the dust heart.

The two sides talked nonsense, and as soon as they gave up their hands, they all laid down layers of spiritual power shields around themselves, and at the same time took out spiritual weapons.

What this dust heart was holding in his hand was a big knife with a whole body of cyan, and under the injection of spiritual power, it suddenly flashed with blue light, which was obviously a spiritual weapon of no lower grade.

Chenxin screamed in his mouth, and the big knife slashed down in an instant, and more than a dozen cyan swords broke out in an instant, and Qingben Qingyun Sect fell brightly. As soon as this dust heart is shot, it is unreserved, and strives for a quick solution.

Yiming Although this person has a poor reputation in the Qingyun Sect, his cultivation is at the peak of the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Period, and he can be regarded as a famous character among the young disciples of the Qingyun Sect. And a Lingyun sword in his hand, with the sword technique he cultivated, if he was given time to lay out the formation in the field without a trace, at that time, even if he was an early stage cultivator in the foundation building period, if he wanted to break it, it would take a lot of effort.

But at this time, the dust heart did not have the slightest intention of temptation, and the shot was a must-kill, leaving him no time.

Yiming secretly complained in his heart, if he didn't have time to arrange this swordsmanship, his power would only be mediocre, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on to it under the other party's hands, how long would it take.

Yiming took out a talisman from the storage bag with his backhand, and a heartache flashed in his eyes, and he crushed it in an instant, only to see a shield rise instantly, enveloping him.