The sects in the world are divided into nine grades, with the first name of the sect is one grade, two to five are two grades, six to twenty are three grades, twenty-one to fifty are four grades, fifty-one and one hundred are five grades, one hundred to two hundred is six grades, two hundred and one to five hundred are seven grades, five hundred and one to one thousand are eight grades, and after a thousand, they are called nine grades, also known as no grades.

The three sects of martial arts and Confucianism are above the Jiupin sect and are the best sects. But Haozhuang knew that on top of these peerless sects, there were also stronger sects that participated in the murder of Haotian.

In his eyes, Haotian has always been just a timid and cowardly ordinary old man, although he sits on the throne, he has always been trembling and does not dare to provoke anyone.

Hao Guo is weak, to say that the best thing is just the golden crow blood flowing in the body, I'm afraid in the eyes of that force, it's not a precious thing, right?

What is it that is worthy of the covetousness of that super sect, and he does not hesitate to lower his body to make a move on an ant-like existence?

On August 15, compared to everyone getting together and talking about swordsmanship, or discussing internal skills, or learning martial arts, or competing for the world's first Huashan sword, the sect competition in the Kyushu world is indeed much more lively and orderly.

In order to strive for the ranking of the top eight grades, there are at least a thousand sects gathered in this Heavenly Machine Sect.

They come from all over Kyushu, and there are three sects within a radius of 500 miles in the Sanzhi Zone, not to mention the vast territory of Kyushu?

One town and one power, one city and one sect, the west of the Great Zhou, the east of the Great Shang, and the south of the building There are countless princely kingdoms.

The Sword Sect played soy sauce because of the last sect competition, and the sect ranking had already reached 1,000, and it was not among the streams.

Although they were favored by the Heavenly Machine Sect. But it doesn't mean that they can directly advance to the top three sects.

After hanging out the list of the last sect's rankings, it is necessary to challenge the original eight-rank sect by these unpopular sects, and after the battle of the eight-grade sect ends, then the existence of the eight-grade sect will challenge the seventh grade, and after the seven-grade no one challenges it, the seven-rank will challenge the sixth-grade. And so on, until the first sect in the world is decided.

The challenge is divided into three rounds, one is the battle of the sect's sect master, the second is the battle of the first master of the sect except for the sect's sect master, and then the battle of the disciples of the sect.

This is a ring with no restrictions on life and death, although you can't do it again after admitting defeat, but if a real master wants to take your life, he won't give you a chance to surrender and admit defeat.

Lin Feng searched for a long time among the Eight Rank Sects, but he never found a suitable existence. Haozhuang raised his eyebrows, casually pointed to the Wentian Sect, one of the Eight Rank Sects, and said, "It's him." ”

Lin Feng's face was a little strange and glanced at Haozhuang, and said, "This old brand of the first sect of the eighth grade, we will pick a hard bone as soon as we come up, okay?"

Haozhuang raised his eyebrows, a trace of battle intent appeared in his eyes, and said, "Ordinary small sects can't even warm up. What's the point, just pick the first sect. After winning the battle, no one dares to challenge again.

Lin Feng nodded understandingly, and then said, "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

Wentian Sect is an emerging powerful sect, and no one has been able to shake the position of its eight-rank first sect for several consecutive sessions, if it weren't for the old powerful sect Tianshan Sect, an old powerful sect among the sect leader Yang Wentian and the seven-rank sect, if the Tianshan faction is an old enemy, I am afraid that it would have been promoted to the seventh-rank sect long ago.

Yang Wentian, who was really gearing up to challenge his old enemy, heard that someone was challenging his sect. was stunned for a moment, and then showed a chuckle and said, "Since someone wants to help them warm up, let's play with them!"

Yang Wentian looks like a tiger, but his face is handsome, and his cheeks are sharp and angular. With melancholy in his eyes, he is only sixty years old, and his cultivation in the later stage of soul melting is a recognized beautiful man.

Next to him stood a young man, his son, who had inherited his father's appearance but not his father's figure, and his slightly emaciated body contained terrifying strength. His martial soul is the ancient Bai Ze, with infinite divine power, but also with extraordinary wisdom. Some people rumor that he is not weaker than his father at all, but he likes to hide behind the scenes, so although he did not ask the first master of the Heavenly Sect, he is actually not known.

The first stop between the Sword Sect and the Wentian Sect was the disciple battle, the ten disciples of the Wentian Sect were the strongest in the early stage of soul melting, and the weakest ones were in the middle stage of returning to their ancestors, and their overall strength was comparable to that of the Sword Sect. But in fact, among the sects of the first six grades, most of the sect disciples are the same.

Seeing that the strength of the opponent was equal to their own, the disciples of the Sword Sect chose one person to fight with one person very tacitly.

Wang Tiezhu and Wang Tiezhu held giant swords the size of the door panel in their hands, like the gods of the left and right doors, so frightened that the ordinary disciples of the Heavenly Sect did not dare to step forward.

The leader of the two generations of disciples is named Zhang Ze, and the martial soul is a black eagle, his strength is the same as Wang Tiehammer's in the early stage of soul melting, with a group of junior brothers and sisters, seeing that the other party is powerful, so he does not dare to step forward.

Wang Tiezhu didn't see them move for a long time, but he scolded and shouted: "Cowardice." Then he rushed forward with a group of Sword Sect disciples like bandits and hooligans.

Compared with Wang Tiezhu, Wang Tiezhu, who has a hint of ruffianism, is really more able to bear the burden of the first seat of the sect. But in fact, his ruffian nature brought him the potential to become the leader, and it also cut off his opportunity to become the sect master of the Sword Sect after Haozhuang left the Sword Sect.

Perhaps the greatest achievement of his life is the peak master of East Sword Peak!

As a general of the bears, Wang Tiezhu led his group of friends to rush away from the formation formed by the Wentian Sect very smoothly, and the giant sword in his hand was like a door panel, and Zhang Ze, who would not be able to control the black eagle flying in the future, flew out, and then let out a tiger roar, so frightened that the rest of the people did not dare to move, and the disciples of the Sword Sect rushed up, and soon easily ended this one-sided competition.

Yang Wentian looked at the disciples on the stage with some annoyance, and said to his son who was standing on the side watching the battle with a gloomy face: "It's up to you next, if you lose, we ask Tianzong I'm afraid we will be laughed at by the Tianshan faction." ”

With a calm smile on his face, the young man said, "If the opponent's strength does not reach the peak of soul melting, the child has the confidence to fight." ”

Yang Wentian nodded slightly, he was still very relieved about his son's strength.

He jumped into the ring, politely bowed to Haozhuang, and said, "In the lower sun and the top of the sky, please give your Excellency advice." ”

As soon as he heard his name, Haozhuang immediately showed a strange look on his face, carefully looked at the young man in front of him, and said, "This Haozhuang, I have seen Master Yang's nephew." "Because he is a first-generation disciple, and that person is wearing the clothes of a second-generation disciple, it makes sense to call him a master and nephew.

His salutation made Yang Dingtian slightly stunned, and after carefully looking at Haozhuang, he found that he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, how could he be a disciple of the Sword Sect?

Just when he was puzzled, Haozhuang suddenly said, "Can Master Yang's nephew know Cheng Kun?"

A suspicious look appeared on Yang Dingtian's face, and he said: "How do senior brothers know about the name of the senior brother in the cheapness." There was a moment of panic in his eyes.

Haozhuang's face showed a strange color, and when he looked at Yang Dingtian again, the Confucian crown on his head turned green in Haozhuang's eyes.

Haozhuang didn't break it, just coughed dryly twice, and then said: "My nephew is not the opponent of this seat, please admit defeat!"

Yang Dingtian, who was originally puzzled, shook his head and said, "Whether it is the opponent of the predecessors or not, we have to compare to know." After saying that, he immediately put on a very strange move.

Haozhuang raised his eyebrows, and the sword of Shuren instantly appeared in his hand, his eyes were closed, and the sword intent on his body was rising, and soon he completely revealed his strength at the peak of soul melting, and the sword in his hand pointed at Yangding Tiandao: "Seeing that you are pitiful, I can't bear to hurt you, don't be weak and retreat, right?"

Yang Dingtian glanced at Haozhuang, but a trace of bitterness appeared on his face, and he glanced back at Yang Wentian, and saw that he was staring at himself with a solemn face, but he gritted his teeth and was about to make a move. Yang Wentian suddenly said loudly: "I ask Tianzong to admit defeat." ”

After saying that, Yang Wentian even got up and went to the ring to challenge other sects to sign up. Yang Dingtian breathed a sigh of relief, saluted Haozhuang, and then turned around and jumped out of the ring.

When all the jokes were gone, Haozhuang was in a state of thought, even Yang Dingtian and Cheng Kun came out, could it be that Mingjiao and Xie Xun and Zhang Wuji would be far away?

But Haozhuang's idea is redundant, Yang Dingtian was not cuckolded by Cheng Kun, but Yang Dingtian's wife was cuckolded by Cheng Kun. Therefore, after Haozhuang said Cheng Kun's name, Yang Dingtian was nervous.

After obtaining the ranking of five hundred and one in the Heavenly Sect, no one dared to challenge the Sword Sect for a long time.

The eight-rank challenge competition alone lasted for ten days and ten nights, and after almost all the sects present had fought one or two battles, the five hundred eight-rank sects with the qualification to challenge the seven-rank were born.

For the selection of opponents at this stage from more than 200 to more than 500, Lin Feng was obviously much more cautious than at the beginning, because most sects could only challenge once, so Lin Fengzai carefully studied the list of sects for a long time, and also spent five hundred taels to buy a seven-grade sect's information to study.

Haozhuang's eyes swept from top to bottom, and finally set his eyes on a sect, the corners of his mouth hung up slightly, and he grabbed Lin Feng, who was studying the information, and said, "Senior brother, why don't you challenge it!" )