The afternoon competition seemed to be deliberately in order to let the disciples of Yi Zong clearly witness the fourth disciple of the Yuan Department Drunken Jun against the disciple Yue Hanxu of the Hebu Division, and the fifth disciple of the Yuan Department Long Tingyu against the eighth disciple of the Yuan Department Desolate Descent, when the battle between Zuijun and Yue Hanxu had just ended, and the ring on the other side was already full of people, and there were not a few onlookers who watched the competition between Long Tingyu and the Desolate Descent.

Mu Furong and the blood python that incarnated Tang Feng heard that shout, and Mu Furong did not continue to talk to the blood python who incarnated Tang Feng, and then the jade hand took his arm, and ran towards the ring where Long Tingyu and the desolate descendant were fighting.

"Senior Brother Nine, hurry up. Over there, the fifth senior brother and the eighth senior brother are competing, all of them are disciples of our Yuan Department, and eighty percent of the people are watching. Mu Furong ran with a stride and shouted to the blood python that had incarnated into Tang Feng.

The blood python that incarnated Tang Feng was still immersed in thinking about some things about Tang Feng, but he didn't expect that after the Demon Venerable of the Demon Domain "transformed his soul into a soul", he actually had human thoughts. However, according to the way of thinking, he suddenly felt that it was really not easy to be a human being, and he had such complex emotions.

It was far from being like a beast, even though the beast had cultivated for more than a thousand years, every day it was just coiled in the deep mountains and wild forests, absorbing the essence of heaven, earth and moon. Originally, he could not have cultivated as a "demonic beast", however, absorbing the essence of heaven, earth and moon to help his cultivation was too little.

So, by chance, he met the people in the Demon Domain, and watched the people in the Demon Domain absorb the most filthy and filthy gases, and even more so, absorb the grievances between heaven and earth, and their cultivation can be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds. So, he began to look for an aura that was contrary to the essence of heaven and earth and the moon.

Finally, he found the poisonous miasma in the swamps, deep valleys and other forests, and he began to frantically absorb the poisonous miasma, and at first he was almost suffocated by the poisonous miasma. However, he endured the pain of those poisonous miasma to erode his body, and gradually, he actually adapted to the survival of those poisonous miasma.

However, his body began to change, from the original smooth python to a shell with cold flames burning around it, and the liquid in his body that could splash the special smell of rotting corpses. Since then, he has fallen into the devil's path, danced with the devil, and cultivated with the devil.

The blood python actually had his own uneven experience in his mind, but when he looked at that side of the ring, he saw that the "Book Peer" Long Tingyu and the "Rongyi" Desolate Descendant were fighting endlessly.

"Book Unique" Long Tingyu has always been dressed in a white shirt, graceful, with a seemingly ordinary paper folding fan in his hand, and then he shook, it was the seal character Lishu that rolled wildly, and when the air flow formed by those seal characters was shocked to the desolate descendants, it bloomed in vain and shrouded the desolate descendants.

The "Rong Yi" in the hand of the desolate descendant shook with it, and a scorching light swept away, without seeing the slightest disadvantage, he jumped up, and the end of the Rong Yi in his hand pierced Long Tingyu. It was like a dragon dancing wildly, and the light shot out, shattering the seal character official script that Long Tingyu shook out.

Long Tingyu's sword eyebrows sank slightly, and he retreated a few steps slightly, and then unfolded the paper folding fan "snap", and the seal characters and official scripts continued to roll out, and suddenly, those seal characters seemed to be transformed into endless overlaps, forcing the desolate descendants to retreat half a zhang away.

The desolate descendant kicked on the ground and said with a smile: "Fifth Senior Brother, as soon as your 'Nine Stacks of Seals' is displayed, I'm afraid there will be no more mystical books." He and Long Tingyu are in the same Yuan department, so he naturally knows Long Tingyu's moves, and Long Tingyu's overlapping seal characters just now are the "Nine Stacks of Seals" that Long Tingyu comprehended.

"Nine stacked seals" is a calligraphic title, and its strokes are folded and stacked, uniform and symmetrical. The number of folds of each word depends on the complexity of the strokes, and there are five stacks, six stacks, seven stacks, eight stacks, nine stacks, and ten stacks, because in ancient times, "nine" is not a real number, but an imaginary number, which means more.

And it is not easy for Long Tingyu to comprehend the exercises from this "Nine Stacks of Seals".

Seeing the situation, the desolate descendant shook his clothes in his hand, "The grass hero rises, and the Acura has been counted for many years." The wind and dust are three-foot swords, and the society is a cloth. 'Empty Song'. He waved the weapon in his hand as he drank out a text.

But when he saw the weapon in his hand, "Rong Yi", he drew an arc, piercing the air, rolling and groaning, as if the weapon in his hand was like chanting.

Long Tingyu snorted coldly and said with a light smile: "Eighth Senior Brother, you are finally willing to make a big move." Since it is a book, there is naturally a mastery of endless magical powers!" Seeing that the weapon of the desolate descendant was falling with a strong wind, he let out a low shout, closed the paper folding fan in his hand, deceived himself and went straight forward, and slapped his palm. In the palm wind, the dazzling seal script script spewed out, falling on the clothes of the desolate descendants.

"Whoop......" A few times, I saw that a few holes suddenly appeared in the clothes on the desolate descendant, and the desolate descendant was frightened, and swept out of the zhangyu, stepped on a wooden stake in the corner of the ring on tiptoe, volleyed into the air, and whispered: "'Wuyun Fei'!" Suddenly, the clothes in his hand turned endlessly, like clouds in the sky, rolling up and covering Long Tingyu.

Long Tingyu frowned slightly, and then, the paper folding fan "snapped" and shook open, and in an instant, the seal character Lishu condensed into a cyclone barrier, and he waved the paper folding fan in his hand again, and shouted in a low voice: "Open!"

"Bang!" With a crisp crashing sound, the two cyclones shook out, and Long Tingyu and Desolate were all shocked back dozens of steps, and they all exhaled a cool breath.

Long Tingyu swept up, and under the illusion of the seal character in the paper folding fan in his hand, he hit the acupoint of the desolate descendant, and the desolate descendant was dumbfounded, and his body suddenly stiffened.

"Okay!" everyone shouted loudly, because the first round of the competition was finally completed, and the final ones who entered the second round of the competition were: the first disciple of the Yuan Department "Wu Tan Jian" slashed the dragon, the second disciple of the Yuan Department "Kunwu Sword" Fu Ziting, the third disciple of the Yuan Department "Qianqiu Sword" Gu Jianhan, the fourth disciple of the Yuan Department "Jin Zhu" Zuijun, the fifth disciple of the Yuan Department "Shujue" Long Tingyu, the sixth disciple of the Yuan Department "Heavenly Soldier Sword" Yao Shenwu, the first disciple of the Yuan Department "Xianyin Hu" Shuangge Hu, and the ninth disciple of the Yuan Department Tang Feng.

Such a result was expected and reasonable, after all, as far as the first six disciples of the Yuan Department were concerned, whether it was their strength or cultivation, they were far more advanced than the martial arts cultivation of the other disciples.

It's just that what puzzled everyone was Tang Feng, the ninth disciple of the Yuan Division, a weak-crowned young man who had only been under the Yi Sect for a month, was able to enter the top eight of the Yi Sect's five-year competition.

Perhaps more people attribute this to Tang Feng's good luck, because at the time of the draw, he happened to have a bye and did not have such good luck. Of course, it is not easy for Shuangge Hu, the first big disciple of the Ministry of Rites, to advance to the top eight.

Now that the dust has settled, it has become a fact. After that, after Gu Tian and the other eight heads announced the list of the top eight, everyone was happy and complaining.

The blood python incarnated as Tang Feng and Mu Furong walked in the crowd, Mu Furong looked very happy, and she said with emotion from time to time: "It's been a long time since I've seen such a thrilling competition, hehe, Ninth Senior Brother, it's up to you to perform." ”

"Ninth Senior Brother," Before the blood python that incarnated into Tang Feng spoke, the desolate descendant squeezed out of the crowd and smiled at Mu Furong and the blood python that incarnated Tang Feng, "Seventh Senior Sister, I lost to Fifth Senior Brother!"

Mu Furong said disapprenousively: "Eighth junior brother, don't be discouraged, see that your performance is also very good, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers." Don't be discouraged, understand?"

"Haha...... Seventh Senior Sister, you can rest assured, I know that my martial arts are invincible to the Fifth Senior Brother. "The Descent is relieved.

Desolate raised his hand and patted the blood python that incarnated Tang Feng, and said with a smile: "Ninth Senior Brother, it's time for you to play, do you have the confidence to win the competition and then enter the top four?"

The blood python that incarnated as Tang Feng couldn't help but feel the blood in his heart rolling, a trace of murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and he said resolutely: "Ming, no matter who the opponent is, I will let him fall." No one has ever been able to live......" However, as he said this, Wood Hibiscus and the Desolate Descent all looked at each other and stared at him dumbly.

The blood python that incarnated as Tang Feng seemed to come back to his senses, and hurriedly smiled and said: "I mean I have to win the competition, and then go down the mountain smoothly, and reward my father and mother, no matter whether the master gives me the mountain or not, I will fight for it." ”

Desolate Hehe smiled and said: "Yes, you have ambition, although you entered the Yi Sect relatively late, but your cultivation is no worse than any of the senior brothers, therefore, I hope you can win the competition." ”

Mu Furong shook her head and asked the desolate descendant: "Eighth Senior Brother, have you noticed that after the Ninth Senior Brother came back from the Death Abyss, he looked a little unrelenting all day long, and sometimes said some very cruel words, and suddenly felt that the Ninth Senior Brother was not as chivalrous and bold as before. ”

"Hehe, Seventh Senior Sister, I think the Ninth Senior Brother is too nervous, because he has never seen such a big scene, and he has a super strong desire for revenge in his heart. That's why there are such emotions. The Desolate replied with understanding.

"Those who know me, Senior Brother Mo Ruoba!" The blood python who incarnated as Tang Feng was once again weak-hearted, but fortunately, the desolate descendant defended himself from the side, which allowed him to go down the stairs.

Mu Furong's heart was full of doubts, from the "Tang Feng" in front of her, she always had an uneasiness in her heart, she didn't know what it was, but she always felt that this "Tang Feng" had changed a little, was it really because of the nervousness of the big competition?

"Ninth Senior Brother, I have already told you that this competition is not a complete selection of a person with excellent martial arts, but also a good character. Therefore, if you have a chance to win, show mercy to them. Of course, the top eight of the Yi Zongda competition that can be advanced are by no means general. You must not take it lightly!" Mu Furong asked again.