Twice in a row for the most outstanding disciple of the sect to take the initiative to abstain, Feng Yuanshan's pressure can be imagined, but only he knows, this matter has to be done, because he doesn't dare to let Bai Bing expose the flying sword reflected in his eyes, at least not yet.

Perhaps none of the disciples present could discover the mystery of this, but as long as the elegant man sitting in front of him could see the clues, then many things would change because of this, but this kind of change was something that Feng Yuanshan couldn't bear.

Feng Yuanshan swallowed his saliva, under Zhao Bailian's extremely calm gaze, he felt as uneasy as Song Yu at that time. He felt that he was like a person with no secrets stripped of his clothes and naked, as if in the other person's eyes, there was also a mysterious power that could make him speak and be honest.

"I don't know why Elder Feng took the initiative to abstain again?" Zhao Bailian asked calmly with an expressionless face.

Hearing that the other party took the initiative to speak, Feng Yuanshan came back from his trance, he habitually wiped a handful of sweat, but in fact, there was nothing on his forehead.

Feng Yuanshan's tone was slightly trembling, and he said bitterly: "Back to the sect master's words, the reason why Feng did this was also a last resort, you have also seen that my disciple's personal artifact 'jade fan' has been destroyed by Elder Song's personal disciple, and now that he has no such thing, where will he be Zhou Xian's nephew's opponent." ”

Zhao Bailian ignored his explanation, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she said unhappily: "Even if he is a disciple of my Sword Sect, how can he not carry a sword weapon with him?"

Feng Yuanshan said: "This matter is all blamed on Feng's lack of discipline, that jade fan was originally a relic left to him by my disciple's deceased mother, he carried it with him in order to mourn his deceased mother, and never left his hand, over the years, he has used it as a sword weapon to become a habit, Feng Mou remembered that he was originally out of his mother's thoughts, and it was also a piece of filial piety, so he never intervened, which created the current situation. ”

Feng Yuanshan paused for a moment, and then pretended to be stern and said: "But since the jade fan has been destroyed, from now on, Feng Mou should teach him strictly, and he will never be as pampered as before, let him be so unsightly and despise his opponent!"

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Bai Bing knew that since his master had taken the initiative to abstain, he could only take away the majestic sword intent on his body. However, for this result, he had expected it a long time ago, but he was not indignant about it, after all, before the start of the selection competition, he had already discussed countermeasures with Feng Yuanshan.

Bai Bing sighed softly, glanced at Zhou Xian with a smug face, pouted a little unwillingly, and then walked out of the battle circle without any nostalgia. However, as he walked, he thought in his heart, "Sure enough, if you don't come up with some real hole cards and means, it is impossible to defeat the other party." ”

All the disciples present had just seen that a big battle was about to be ignited, but it came to an abrupt end very suddenly, and they immediately shouted with some disdain, among which the disciples of the Chunzi Sect even directly booed at the Qiuzi Sect, which was obviously provocative. But after all, it was the people on his side who lost the competition, and they lost the competition in an extremely coarse way, so that the disciples of the Qiuzi Sect couldn't find any reason to refute each other.

For a while, in the entire camp of the Autumn Character Sect, they were a little depressed and their faces were ugly.

The competition in the morning ended quietly, and it did not roll up too many waves as most people expected, and it was not until the afternoon when the time of Shen was approaching that the disciples present were rekindled the passion in their hearts.

Xu Yan and Chen Qinghe came to the battle circle one after another.

Chen Qinghe looked at Xu Yan not far away, and said in a calm tone: "Little junior brother, in this battle, senior brother will go all out, you have to be careful." ”

Xu Yan nodded, and did not use the sword technique as before, but reached out and pulled out the Fuyao behind him, held it in his hand, and replied: "Me too!"

When Chen Qinghe saw this, he was no longer polite, and directly rushed forward with his sword. His steps were fast, but his steps were very steady, as if the spacing of each step under his feet had been measured in advance, which made the sword he took the lead in handing out after approaching Xu Yan was also very stable than ordinary people.

The sword weapon in Chen Qinghe's hand is also not small, the sword body is covered in green, and on the hilt of the sword he holds in his hand, there is a delicate and lifelike snake head.

Sword name, green snake!

Chen Qinghe held the green snake in his hand, and slashed out horizontally with a sword, his sword moves were sharp and simple, without too many cumbersome and showy skills, but Xu Yan clearly felt that the other party had an extremely restrained, but very domineering sword intent on this sword.

The sword intent was like a tiny pebble that fell into a clear spring.

There are circles of ripples, which ripple slightly from the clear spring.

Xu Yan held the sway, blocked it in the front, and immediately made a sound of iron striking.

Seeing this, Chen Qinghe's face was still calm, he kept swinging the sword in his hand, only to see that he suddenly put away the green snake in his hand, turned it into a straight stab, and stabbed it towards Xu Yan's chest.

For this sword, Xu Yan did not choose to take it hard, but turned his body to the side and easily dodged this sword, however, at the moment when he turned around, Chen Qinghe seemed to have predicted it, and turned the blade of the sword in his hand, and then swept straight towards Xu Yan's head.

This sword, compared to the sword at the beginning of one, contains more condensed and heavy sword intent.

Xu Yan didn't dare to be careless about this, but it was already an extravagant hope to resist with the long sword in his hand, so he could only lean his whole body backwards, and at the same time, he took several steps in the square in a row, trying to distance himself from Chen Qinghe.

Chen Qinghe had no intention of stopping Xu Yan, but there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes, but it was not so much solemn as it was a kind of seriousness that came from meticulousness.

He took his sword and drew it again.

Above the green snake, a cyan sword qi suddenly condensed and formed, and then burst out.

The sword qi surged wildly from the air towards Xu Yan, who was sweeping out, and then turned into a cyan giant python about five or six zhang long in midair, and the disciples who were watching from the outside of the audience saw this scene, their faces were shocked, and the roar of this giant python could still be heard in their ears.

Xu Yan frowned when he saw this menacing sword qi, and immediately controlled his body to stop, after he stood up straight, the sway in his hand did not stop at all, and directly threw out several incomparably complex sword flowers.

An astonishing burst of sword intent condensed from around Xu Yan.

He lifted his swagger alof.

One person, plus a sword.

A brilliant sword light shone above the blade, and then slashed at the cyan python that was rushing towards him.

The sword qi collided with the sword qi.

It was a clear spring that only rippled in it like a slight wave, and finally exploded at this moment.

Fuyao against the green snake.

Seven stars kill the python.

On the practice square, the wind did not stop.

The sword qi in the sky was rolling like a huge wave, frantically surging in all directions.