Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Red Silk of Xu Painting

Xu Huabai's expression did not change, he didn't say a word, and bowed slightly, which can be regarded as a return gift!

"Senior sister, I have offended a lot when fighting the Fa, I hope you will forgive me!" Li Ming returned the salute again, with a warm smile on his face, hoping to show his most perfect side in front of Xu Ying.

Unexpectedly, Xu Hua was as cold as ice, still silent, and in an instant, a red silk was sacrificed, like a red Jiao, flying in the air under the rainbow light, sprinkling a faint divine light, extremely gorgeous. Xu Huayu held his hand lightly, and put the red silk on his arm, like a fairy descending to earth.

Seeing this scene, Li Ming's eyes couldn't help but appear confused for a while, and then he bit the tip of his tongue violently, his eyes were frightened, and it seemed that he only thought that he was in a life-and-death battle now. Then he let out a low shout, and in an instant, he took out a scimitar and waved it in the air a few times, and the true qi shook the air and exploded, and the scimitar roared. Suddenly, a not weak momentum emanated, and it was not low to think that cultivation would not be low.

Li Ming's eyes were staring at Xu Hua, let out a low roar, holding a scimitar, his true qi was released, and he suddenly hunted and hunted, and stepped a few steps under his feet, rushed forward, and slashed towards Xu Hua's shoulder.

Seeing this scene, Xu Huabai did not show joy and sorrow, and could not see the emotion, the next moment, the green sleeves waved, and in an instant, the red silk floated out, and a red Jiao appeared in the air out of thin air, making a burst of low groans, like substance, shocking people's hearts.

Then on the red Jiao's body, the red light flashed, and the faint divine brilliance was sprinkled like glittering grains, as if it was heavy and heavy, and it contained the power to collapse the mountains and thousands of acres. The moment it came into contact with the scimitar, there was no sound, but after half a breath, the scimitar was suddenly densely covered with cracks, like spider patterns, but it supported three breaths, and it slammed into pieces!

Li Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, his face showed a little frightened, his body couldn't help but retreat sharply, and his eyes looking at Xu Hua were also full of strangeness. The upright posture also became, a little rickety, and his footsteps moved back imperceptibly, as if he did not dare to step forward.

"This magic weapon is so powerful, I'm afraid it's already advanced!" Ye Chen in the audience groaned, his pupils shrunk, his eyes narrowed slightly, but a few strange lights flashed.

The magic weapon is in the cultivation realm, and it is generally divided into mortal soldiers and divine soldiers, and the gap between mortal soldiers and divine soldiers is whether they are ranked, and after entering the ranks to become divine soldiers, there are first-order divine soldiers, second-order divine soldiers, and even the subsequent levels, which are already ethereal and indescribable!

And Ye Chen's Qingfeng is only a first-order divine sword, which belongs to the level of divine soldiers, and is suitable for monks and envoys below the foundation. Above the second-order divine soldiers, they are the goods of high-level monks, and they are rarely seen in the hands of low-level monks, unless they are disciples of some major sect, they have such a deep foundation to support!

"Who is this Xu Hua, the background of Tianhua Sect should not be enough to support a disciple envoy second-order divine soldier!" Ye Chen's expression was silent, his eyes narrowed slightly, his brain was spinning rapidly, and after a while, he helplessly supported his forehead, and after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come up with any conclusions!

Just as Ye Chen was thinking, the host on the stage read aloud:

"Elder Liu's lineage Xu Hua is against Elder Li's lineage Li Ming, Xu Huasheng!"

Xu Huaqian did not shake, and walked off the stage unhurriedly, and the red silk was gone. Ye Chen's eyes stared at Xu Hua as he stepped off the stage, and he saw that Xu Hua's white gaze glanced at Ye Chen as if he was nothing, full of inexplicable meaning, and then the lotus step was light, as if he had cast a secret method, hiding in the crowd.

After Xu Hua's battle was over, one after another Tianhua Sect monks came to the stage to fight, Ye Chen just kept watching, constantly deepening his understanding of Tianhua Sect, taking precautions to prevent the invasion of Tianhua Sect!

It is the same as what Ye Chen guessed and estimated, although there are thousands of disciples of Tianhua Sect, most of them belong to the level of casual cultivation, and their strength is almost the same as that of secular martial artists, there are only a few who really take the lead, and what should really be considered should be the high-level strength of Tianhua Sect, building dozens of foundations, and the top strength is even more unfathomable!

In his mind, a gray farmer's figure crossed by, and thinking of this, Ye Chen's pupils shrank. For some reason, when he thought of Meng Haoran, a very familiar feeling surged in his heart, as if in his heart, Meng Haoran would not attack Shushan!

"Could it be because of teaching me the sword technique of destroying words?" Ye Chen's expression sank slightly, his eyes showed a bit of painful struggle, and he shook his head violently, leaving this idea behind.

At this time, the elder on the stage spoke loudly:

"This year's sect competition is over, and the next step is to be comprehensively evaluated by the elders of the sect. ”

As soon as the words fell, all the disciples couldn't help but talk about it, and several elders on the stage also made fierce comments. There seemed to be some kind of secret method on the high platform, and the light curtain shook, and only some content could be seen and heard vaguely. But it can be vaguely seen that several elders are arguing with red ears and cheeks, and their necks are half red. In their hearts, they all hoped that their disciples would win a place, and that their own vein would be able to obtain some more resources, and even a few elders almost fought because of this!

These people usually look sanctimonious in front of everyone, but when it comes to their own interests, they will tear off their masks and turn their faces to deny people, this is what the world often calls hypocrites, and they are also the people Ye Chen despises the most!

"Li Changfeng, let me tell you, that disciple of yours can't do it, and Tianhua Falling Knife Technique can't do it!"

"That disciple of yours is fine, his feet are vain, and at a glance, he knows that he has been hollowed out by the color heart!"

"Don't argue, I think it's still my disciple who is the best, and I'm already concentrating!"

"What is concentrating? Actual combat is the most important thing!"

"Old ghost Wang, actual combat is the most important, otherwise let's fight!"

"Come on, come on, the old man hasn't used a knife for decades, don't * my bloody blade!"

After some verbal arguments, the list was finally determined, all of them were angry, their faces were purple with anger, and the killing intent flashed in the eyes of several elders from time to time, obviously wanting to settle accounts afterwards!

In the end, the elder who presided over the stage handed the list to Ximen Hong, and after Ximen Hong took the list, his brows couldn't help frowning, and his expression suddenly became gloomy like water. Seeing this scene, the hearts of all the elders couldn't help but tighten, and they were shocked that the hearts of the elders around them increased one after another, and their breathing was short, and they secretly thought in their hearts: Could it be that the sect master doesn't like the list we decided?

Ximen Hong's face was expressionless, he got up slowly, his eyes flashed with divine light, and he glanced at everyone, the terrifying power was terrifying, and his face was not angry and self-threatening. Seeing this scene, all the disciples were silent and silent, but listening to Ximen Hong's slow voice, it spread all around, and it was clear to the ears.

"This sect competition has shown me our strength! However, our strength is not enough to make a big difference, if we want to become the leading sect in Shu, we still need to be stronger, do you have confidence?"

Hearing this, the eyes of all the disciples flashed with excitement, their bodies trembled slightly, their heartbeats couldn't help but speed up, their breathing was short, and they looked at Ximen Hong's gaze, which was similar to a personality cult. In my heart, I can't help but talk about my ambition, the first sect! We want to be the first sect!

For a while, there was a loud roar, and the sound shook the sky, resounding through the sky, like thunder rolling down the ears, like a burst of thunder, endless.

"Yes!!Yes!!Yes!!"

"The first sect, Tianhua Sect!!" Ximen Hong used his true qi to shake the sky and drink!

"First Sect!!First Sect!!

Ye Chen in the crowd seemed to feel Ximen Hong's divine sense scanning, so he had to pretend to be excited, and shouted with the people around him, Liao Yun and Zhong Kui saw that the boss was shouting, and they also shouted, especially Zhong Kui's voice was like a tiger's roar, which shook the eardrums of the disciples around him!

After a while, the disciples gradually calmed down, but from time to time, there were still extremely excited disciples who roared loudly!

Ximen Hong's eyes on the stage flashed imperceptibly, as if he was proud. Then he cleared his throat, and the disciples fell silent again. After seeing that the disciples were silent, a smile appeared on their faces for the first time, and then the sound of true qi was clear.

"Now, let me announce the ranking, the first place, Elder Meng's Heavenly Spirit,

Second place, Ximen Hongyi Ximen Kong,

The third place Elder Liu is a vein Xu painting,

Fourth place Elder Wu is in the vein Ye Qingchen,

Fifth place Elder Meng is in the vein Liao Yun,

Sixth Elder Meng is in the same vein as Zhong Kui,

The seventh Elder Li is in the same vein as Li Wuwu,

Eighth place Wang Elder Lin Baobao,

The ninth Elder Zhang is in the vein Zhang Feng,

The tenth non-elder is not in a thousand ways

When Ximen Hong finished reading the last place, he looked at the disciples, and after seeing Ye Chen in the crowd, his eyes couldn't help but pause, and the cold light flashed imperceptibly, and then continued:

"Recently, one of the five desperate realms of Shu Kingdom, the Destiny Dark Canyon will be opened in two months, because of the laws of heaven and earth, only monks below the Jie Dan can enter, and the top ten will represent my Tianhua Sect to enter the Destiny Dark Canyon and seek immortal fate!"

This scene naturally fell into Ye Chen's eyes. But Ye Chen was silent, lowered his head, and didn't know what he was thinking.