Zhang Yi looked at the pool of blood on the ground in the distance, and walked forward unconsciously in grief.

He subconsciously wanted to ask those Minshan Sword Sect cultivators wearing green jade robes if Xu Heshan's life was in danger.

Ding Ning's brows furrowed slightly, he recalled every detail of that picture, then raised his head to look at Zhang Yi, shook his head, and said, "Don't go over, Xu Heshan won't die." ”

Zhang Yi always believed what he said, and his footsteps naturally stopped.

"If it was really too fatal for the injury, the people of the Minshan Sword Sect should have started healing a long time ago, and they wouldn't let him come out like this again. He's been so badly injured that he's still able to get through this... This is his pride, and you are worthy of pride. Xu Lianhua squinted her eyes and said slowly.

Nangong Caishu hung her head, she felt that what Xu Lianhua said was the truth, but that kind of picture happened to her friend, but it still made her body very cold.

Xie Rou's body was also very cold.

Several cultivators of the Minshan Sword Sect had already entered this valley, and if Xu Heshan was really the last one to pass the level, it meant that Shen Yi and Xie Changsheng had already fallen into that sea of thorns and would not appear here again.

The whole valley was silent.

A Minshan Sword Sect cultivator wearing a green jade robe also walked out of the mountain path between the cliffs, and under the light of the slanting sun, his back fell long on the mountain path behind him, giving people the feeling that it was a black and long door sealing the mountain road.

Suddenly, all the candidates in the valley felt an unusual meaning and raised their heads one after another.

On the mountain path high above the cliffs, there were many cultivators.

It was easy for all the students to judge that the different attire of the practitioners were from various places of practice and some officials from the court.

The teachers and court officials of these places will also enter this valley.

Although it is not known why these division commanders and court officials were allowed to enter the valley to get a closer look, this qiē sign caused the vast majority of the candidates to fall into deep shock again.

The assessment of the previous level is really over... Xu Heshan turned out to be the last candidate to pass through the sea of thorns, so where did Lie Yinghong, who ranked first on the talent list, go?

At this moment, a young girl appeared on the cliff, and with a breeze blowing between the cliffs, she didn't seem to think about it, and stepped directly down from the cliff.

The green jade robe swayed as lightly as a lotus leaf, and her figure passed over the many cultivators who were still walking on the mountain path in the air, and fell into the valley without any smoke and fire.

Looking at this girl with a young face, but a strong confidence and majesty in her eyes, most of the candidates felt like a mountain of pressure, and at the same time, the last trace of uncertainty in their hearts disappeared completely.

Even if this was within the Minshan Sword Sect, among all the true disciples of the Minshan Sword Sect, there was only one such young girl who could not care about the feelings of others at all, and almost rudely directly crossed the masters of all the cultivation grounds, and even in front of the rest of the Minshan Sword Sect cultivators who were older than her.

She could only be Joruri.

Even the pure glass has already appeared, and the previous level must have ended.

Except for Ding Ning and a few others, the rest of the candidates had never seen this legendary girl before, and at this time, seeing Jing Liuli really appear in front of him, the eyes of these candidates became extremely complicated, admiration, awe, jealousy... Many different divine lights alternated in the depths of their pupils.

Jing Liuli's eyes are always calm, even if she lands, she still has a condescending pride.

She was absolutely qualified to be proud, because at least in the matter of entering the Minshan Sword Sect to study, all these people in the valley were still following in her footsteps many years ago.

"It's over. ”

Without any opening remarks, or even any self-introduction, Jing Liuli's gaze swept over all the students in the valley, and then spit out three words very simply.

She didn't cause any ambiguity, and after the three words came out, she continued without pause.

"Then came the final sword test. ”

"After half a cup of tea, you will compete according to the results of the lottery. ”

"During this time, you are not allowed to receive any outside treatment, and you are not allowed to talk to anyone watching after the competition has begun. ”

The rules of the final sword test that Jing Liuli told were also extremely simple, and after just saying these few words, she walked towards the simple shed that invisibly separated the two camps.

In the heavier and heavier twilight, her figure seems more and more otherworldly, and it seems to carry some kind of indescribable magic, which makes many people think that her walking to the shed that separates the two sides is some kind of act with deep meaning.

Xu Lianhua's gaze crossed the figure of Jing Liuli and fell on the masters of the various cultivation places who had entered the valley one after another.

With the entry of these cultivators who practiced different exercises and sword scriptures, the heaven and earth vitality in the valley also seemed to become a little complicated, making his emotions also become a little troublesome.

His brows tightened deeply, and he asked in a soft but cold voice: "What is her intention?" She only said three sentences in total, and she didn't even want to spend one more sentence mentioning the last one-on-one competition, but in fact, the most important of these three sentences was the last sentence. ”

"She wanted to give some people a chance to speak. ”

Hearing his words, Ding Ning turned his head, looked at him and said calmly: "Or maybe the Minshan Sword Sect wants to give some people a chance to speak, and wants to see what kind of expression some people will have." Not being allowed to talk to anyone after the competition has started means that she is allowed to say something at this time. ”

Xu Lianhua's brows still hadn't loosened, and he couldn't fully understand it yet.

"Something must have happened in the Minshan Sword Sect. ”

Ding Ning looked up at the cliffs in the distance and said slowly, "It's just that we can't see it." ”

"Some people are really in a hurry. ”

Then, he couldn't help but sneer lightly, a mocking sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Some of the masters of the cultivation site were still walking on the mountain path, and they had not really set foot in this valley yet, but at this time, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe had already stepped out of the crowd and walked quickly.

Everyone's eyes were focused on this yellow-robed middle-aged man.

Everyone could be sure who this middle-aged man in yellow robe was approaching at this moment.

The corners of Jing Liuli's mouth, which was standing in the humble shack, also showed a hint of disdain and sarcasm, but she just watched in silence and did not stop the middle-aged man in the yellow robe.

"I don't know what else the man has to say. ”

Nangong Caishu looked at the figure of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe who came quickly and walked closer and closer, and said with a cold face.

Her personality is originally jealous and hateful, and she knows very well that this middle-aged man in the yellow robe is the attendant of the palace maid surnamed Rong, in her opinion, Xue Wangxu has died, and the palace maid surnamed Rong has already taken action in front of the mountain road, and the palace maid surnamed Rong should not have any face to send someone to say something, and no matter what she says, it is meaningless.

Her voice was not low, and the true Yuan cultivation of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe was far above her, and he could hear it very clearly, but his face was always peaceful, even with a natural deference.

After bypassing the simple shack, the middle-aged man in the yellow robe stopped and bowed respectfully to Ding Ning.

"I don't know your final decision. ”

Then the middle-aged man in the yellow robe spoke, saying smoothly and clearly: "But before you make a final decision, I hope you will think about it again... Because you should understand that you are not only rejecting the future of some people, but also the sincere friendship of one person. ”

Xu Lianhua, Zhang Yi and the others were all slightly stunned, and they didn't have time to react to the meaning of the words of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe for a while.

Ding Ning raised his head and looked at the mountain high again.

He knew that in high places, someone was watching him, but he couldn't see the other person.

Just such an action made Xu Lianhua and the others understand that what the middle-aged man in the yellow robe was talking about was the prince Fusu.

"Despicable. ”

Xu Lianhua suddenly became angry, and couldn't help but scold loudly.

Dugu on one side laughed self-deprecatingly.

In the hands of the real magnates, anything can be used as a means against the enemy, and compared to these real magnates, a single practitioner is too small.

"Maybe it's not hard for you to be in the top 10, but it's too hard to get the first place. ”

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe looked at Ding Ning, who had not yet responded, turned to look at all the students on the other side of the shed, and continued in an extremely sincere tone: "There are only these few of you, and the number of you on the other side is several times that of you. If you are destined not to win the first place, it is better not to refuse the kindness of some people. ”

Listening to these words of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe, Ding Ning's expression was still calm, he shook his head, and said, "If it is a real friend, after being rejected for kindness, he will still regard me as a friend." ”

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe stopped talking, bowed and retreated.

Ding Ning's calmness made Xu Lianhua and the others quickly calm down.

They looked at the students in the distance and knew that the words of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe were not all unreasonable.

As far as the eye could see, there were a total of thirty-seven candidates standing in the distance, four times the number on their side.

If the first round passes, and there are slightly more people eliminated on their side, then among the remaining twenty or so candidates, there may only be two or three people from their side.

They are indeed very weak.

However, at this moment, the middle-aged man in the yellow robe who left suddenly shook slightly.

Because at this moment, among the selected students in front of him, a person walked out slowly and walked towards Ding Ning and the others.

The man seemed to be afraid of the cold, and the robe he wore was obviously much thicker than the average person.

Xu Lianhua, Xia Wan and the others looked at this person's figure, and their faces quickly filled with consternation: "Li Xixing?"