When they learned that someone had broken through the hundred floors of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower, all the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect began to boil. Although they were very dissatisfied with being ordered out of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower by the Elder of the Tower, they were really shocked when they heard about this fact! You know, the best among them has only just broken through the eighteenth floor, and they can break through all the way to the hundredth floor, and it is only in one day, how profound strength this should be!

Someone remembered the strange body method that Ling Huheng displayed on the thirteenth layer, and couldn't help but arouse their association: "Could it be them?"

"Who, who?" some good disciples couldn't help but ask, as if they didn't break the casserole and asked in the end.

"Who else can there be, it's the guy who stole my sword qi!" A disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect who was robbed of his sword qi by Ling Hu Heng said indignantly, but no one sympathized with him, after all, a character who can break through to the hundred layers, even if he robs your sword qi, you have to write a word. The gap in strength is there, you have only broken through to a dozen floors, how can you wrestle with others?

"Forget it, just like you, you deserve to be robbed!" said a mean-mouthed Ancient Sword Sect disciple sarcastically.

"What do you mean, are you looking for a fight?" The disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect who was robbed of his sword qi waved his fist, and it seemed that he really wanted to hammer it down, but fortunately, he was stopped by the person next to him, and it would really cause chaos if he didn't make a good scene.

"Come on, I'll walk backwards if I'm afraid of you!" The mean Ancient Sword Sect disciple put on a look of underachievement, clearly looking down on people.

"Don't pull me, see if I don't kill him!" The disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect who had been robbed of his sword qi struggled to break free from everyone's hands, but it was only in vain.

Just when the crowd was making a fuss. Fan Ziqian, the law enforcement elder of the House of Denial, had already come to everyone, and when he saw such a scene, he naturally couldn't bear it. A loud shout: "What a noise!"

When everyone saw that it was the most prestigious law enforcement elder, they immediately became silent. How did Fan Ziqian's prestige come about? Naturally, it was obtained because he strictly enforced the law and "never showed favoritism." Everyone may have more admiration for the head Yang Xianyang, but for the law enforcement elder Fan Ziqian, they can only be said to be afraid and shocked, deeply afraid that they have committed something in his hands and will be punished completely. I want to cry without tears. So when he saw that it was a law enforcement elder, he immediately saw a cat like a mouse, and he picked up his tail and became a man.

Fan Ziqian's face was full of black expressions. With a gloomy face, he said, "What kind of physique do you look like? You must know that you are a disciple of a famous and decent family, and you should be pampered but not frightened, and humiliated but not angry. Only then can it become a great cause! Quarrel here and there. When this is a bazaar?"

Under Fan Ziqian's "high-pressure policy" over the years, everyone has to keep their heads down when they see him, and now they are all used to it.

Fan Ziqian glanced at everyone coldly and said, "You guys wait here for the time being, and when the people in the tower come out, the head of the sect will come over and announce something." No one is allowed to go away, and no one is allowed to speak. If you show me that anyone dares to disobey. Go back and get your confession ready!"

"Sure enough, there is enough 'iron-faced selflessness'!" everyone thought of this sentence in their hearts, but they were just thinking about it in their hearts. Whoever dares to say this in a sarcastic tone, I can't say that you will go to the wall tomorrow. The face wall is not the most terrible, the terrible thing is to be evicted from the mountain, so that all the privileges in the family will disappear in an instant. After all, the privileges of immortal cultivators in the secular world are comparable to official power, and suddenly without these privileges, what will others think? Therefore, what they are afraid of is not Fan Ziqian, but the greed in their hearts.

Everyone did not dare to speak again, but stood silently, enduring the blazing exposure of the noon sun, but did not dare to complain in the slightest. The clever disciples had secretly propped up a spiritual power to resist the scorching sun.

I don't know how long it took, but the closed door of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower slowly opened, making a "squeak" sound. Soon after, there were four people who appeared in front of everyone, the first one was seven feet eight inches long, with beautiful and phoenix eyes, and the body had a demeanor, and the earth and wood were shaped and decorated, not self-decorated, people thought that the dragon and phoenix posture were natural. It's just that the clothes on the body are scattered, which destroys the overall beauty. But this also made him add a touch of hardships and hardships, and he was more calm.

The latter person, with dark skin and kind eyebrows, looked at the surrounding Yiqiē firmly, his mind was clear and there were no distracting thoughts, and when he smiled, he showed his white teeth, giving people a simple and honest feeling.

Immediately afterwards, a girl appeared playfully and cutely in everyone's eyes. This girl is fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slightly round melon seed face, a pair of smart eyes, and her cheeks are flushed to reveal a lively and lovely youthful atmosphere.

The last person to come out was the focus of the audience. The turquoise emerald smoke shirt, the scattered flower mist and green grass pleated skirt, the body is dressed in the emerald water thin smoke veil, the shoulders are shaved into the waist, and the skin is like a condensed fat gas like a quiet orchid. Coquettish and boneless, indifferent like water, like hibiscus. Look at her bending her waist to take a slight step, showing her wrist in the light yarn. With spring water in his eyes, he is looking forward to it, and he is holding a high bun on his head and inserting a jasper dragon and phoenix hairpin. The fragrant jade is delicate and delicate, and the fingers are like cutting the roots of the onions, and the mouth is like containing Zhu Dan, and the smile touches the hearts of all the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect.

Needless to say, this is the four of Ling Huheng, Wu Zhen, Yue'er and Yang Zhishuang. Everyone cast a look of admiration and admiration at them, but there were also some exceptions: "Sure enough, it's them! Hmph, a group of robbers, what's it!" Needless to say, it must be the disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect who was robbed of the sword qi by Ling Hu Heng and them.

At this moment, Yang Xianyang, the head of the Ancient Sword Sect, had slowly entered the sight of all the disciples. Everyone didn't dare to slack off, they all gave a salute and said, "Meet the master!"

Yang Xian waved the dust upward, signaled that there was no need to be polite, and then said: "I didn't expect that in less than a day, Poor Dao met with you again. Whether it is happy or sad here, the poor road cannot be determined. It's just that in this trial, someone has already broken through the hundred floors, and the tower of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower is also shaking, so it is not suitable for further trials. It is to summon you, and here the poor way announces the results of the trial. ”

Yang Xianyang paused for a moment, looked at Yang Zhishuang's beautiful face, sighed imperceptibly, and continued: "The purpose of this trial is to select disciples to participate in the Six Holy Lands Competition. It's just that the trial time is too short, and there are too few bases for selection. It is to consult with the elders in the poor way, and the elders nominate them. If you have enough strength, you will definitely not lose a place. Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think?"

All the disciples said, "It's all up to the master's arrangement!"

Yang Xianyang said: "This is very good. As he spoke, Yang Xianyang pointed at the dust and continued, "They are four people who have broken through the hundred floors. There will be four places, do you have any objections?"

Most of the disciples knew that this was an inevitable result, and they didn't have much dissatisfaction. All said: "The disciple has no objection. Although there are still some people who are dissatisfied, the general trend is not good to disobey, so they have to remain silent.

In fact. Yang Xianyang did so. It was inadvertently protecting the Ten Thousand Swords Tower, so that the Ten Thousand Swords Pagoda could continue to produce sword qi. The reason is that there is not much sword qi in the Ten Thousand Swords Tower, and it is not easy to restore the glory of decades ago? If Yang Xianyang insists on continuing the trial, it is impossible to say that the only remaining sword qi in the Ten Thousand Swords Pagoda will be swept away, and it will be even more difficult for the Ten Thousand Swords Pagoda to recover!

Yang Xianyang didn't expect that there would be such an alternative existence as Wu Feng, who would devour his own kind. As a result, he developed a spirit and almost turned into a substance. If it is a little later, the Tower of Ten Thousand Swords will be opened. Maybe Wufeng has already taken shape, and at that time, it really can't be subdued. This is also the will of heaven in the dark, the cycle of cause and effect, and it is just a coincidence.

Yang Xianyang nodded with satisfaction and said, "Then disperse, you come with me." "Naturally, it refers to the four people of Linghu Heng.

Ling Huheng and the others glanced at each other, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Yang Xianyang's gourd, but the head of the house had an order, so he naturally didn't dare to disobey and followed together.

Yang Xianyang walked extremely slowly, the purpose was to wait for Ling Hu Heng and them. After Ling Huheng and the others followed, Yang Xianyang seemed to have eyes behind him, and said: "It stands to reason that your strength can't break through the hundred layers, and you can tell the poor way, why is this?"

Yang Xianyang's eyes, which usually looked kind, turned into two sharp swords at this moment, directing Hu Heng's chest, as if he wanted to see through Ling Hu Heng. As soon as Ling Huheng wanted to speak, Yue'er preemptively said, "I know what's going on!"

Yang Xianyang inadvertently withdrew his sword-like gaze, smiled kindly, and said, "Tell me about it." ”

Yue'er recounted everything that happened in the Ten Thousand Swords Tower, her eloquence was good, and the thrilling points were even more eyebrows, as if she was the one who was facing the enemy with the sword, but she didn't know that she was a spectator most of the time, watching Ling Huheng and them break through. However, it was precisely because she was a bystander that she could explain the problem more clearly, so Ling Huheng didn't say anything and let her continue.

When Yue'er said that after the Bladeless Sword Spirit devoured most of the sword qi, Yang Xianyang's expression changed, but he didn't make a sound, just listened silently. The more Yue'er spoke, the more excited she became, chirping like a cheerful lark, Yang Xian looked up and listened while stroking her beard and nodding, as if encouraging Yue'er to continue.

After a while, everyone walked through the dense forest and came to a room that was not luxurious, and at this time, Yue'er had just finished speaking. After Yang Xianyang listened, he just asked a question: "Is there really no sword qi in the Ten Thousand Swords Tower?"

Yue'er nodded, and Ling Huheng also nodded, such a big thing is not something he can make up, so naturally he doesn't dare to hide it. Yang Xianyang didn't say anything, just led the four of them into the room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that all the elders were there, and Ling Huheng's master and silent Taoist were also listed. Wu Zhen saw the master and shouted in surprise: "Master, you are here too?"

The silent Taoist did not speak, but nodded slightly.

Ling Huheng also said: "Old Taoist, didn't you go to play chess and meet friends?"

The silent Taoist smiled slightly, shook his head, and remained silent.

Yang Zhishuang knew how to be polite, and Shi Shiran said: "The disciple has seen all the elders. ”

Seeing that Ling Huheng was just greeting his master, but not taking him seriously, Fan Ziqian, the law enforcement elder present, couldn't help but snort and don't overdo it. Ling Huheng naturally saw his small actions in his eyes, but he was not ready to give a salute, after all, Fan Ziqian's face that he was eager to expel him that day, but he saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, where would he give him a salute?

Yang Xianyang saw that the atmosphere in the room was a little wrong, so he said: "Poor Dao called you here, just to determine the number of people participating in the competition, and to lead the elders, there is no need for too many courtesies." Elder Law Enforcement, tell me, how should we arrange it?" (To be continued......)

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