Originally, Mu Liuyan captured Qiu Yansheng, and he only needed to visit the church to get married, and a good thing was done. But there are people who don't open their eyes and wonder that since it is a competition to recruit relatives, they have to compete to get married. The returnee was disqualified, and Qiu Yansheng still had to fight with Zhang Cuihua.

The man had just spoken, and he knew that he had caused trouble, so he hurriedly shrunk his neck, not daring to show his face, but he was a junior, and he was open-mouthed, and it was not easy to investigate. In everything, the people sitting here tacitly know it, and it is okay not to pierce it, but once it is punctured, it is not good to fool things anymore, and it is inevitable to take it seriously. The competition between Qiu Yansheng and Zhang Cuihua is inevitable.

And the returning seafarers, when they did not come back, were arrogant, shrunk and sneaked away to the edge of the crowd. It's just that he is too strong in the limelight, as long as he moves, he will attract attention.

There are ordinary sect members, and they can't help but have a heart for this person. Although this person is arrogant, it can also be understood as young and vigorous, if he can win over, he can add another strong person to the sect. It doesn't hurt to be in the outer regions, but most of the strangers in the eastern regions are scattered cultivators, and there will be no belonging in their hearts.

Now, the returnees only want to leave quietly in their hearts, where can they hear these words of solicitation? No matter how tender and green the olive branch is, it is also pushed away by him with a wave of his hand.

A disciple of the Blue Scar Sect stepped forward to lead the way and accompanied him away. only watched his back for a while, and then no one looked at him more, and then his eyes fell on the competition platform.

A person who was high-spirited at the beginning looks listless at the moment. The hand holding the sword, trembling slightly in front of the woman, looked at each other for a long time, and he suddenly smiled, and no one heard what he said, only into the ears of one person.

"Cuihua, Qiu has no face to marry you today, maybe fate has not arrived. One day, Qiu will face the heroes of the world without fear, defeat 3,000 enemies, and marry you with a proud attitude. At that time, tell the world that you, Zhang Cuihua, are my Qiu Yansheng's wife. There was a sparkling sparkle in his eyes. Put away the sword in his hand and turn away.

Offstage, Mu Liuyan was furious, and she got up before she had a seizure, and slowly sat down again. Zhang Cuihua raised her hand to stop it, and the anger in her heart disappeared by eight points. Joy and joy are all the two of them. She can pull the strings, but she can't interfere too much.

Qingjian Zhenren's face was calm, and he chuckled: "Sect Master Mu doesn't need to be angry, good things are grinding, this is exactly what the heavens are testing these two juniors." Regarding the matter of the promotion of contacts between you and me, it does not affect whether the juniors get married or not. ”

Seeing that Mu Liu's face was sneering, it was quite unkind, Qingjian Zhenren smiled again: "Today's stage has also been set up, and the guests have also been invited, why don't you take advantage of the situation to get married, how about a good thing?"

With a pair of eyes, he roamed back and forth on the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect behind Mu Liuyan, old and disrespectful, Mu Liuyan immediately flicked his sleeves and hit the bridge of Qingjian Zhenren's nose, and said coldly: "You old man, don't think about making a wrong mind again!"

Qingjian Zhenren was not angry at all, picked up the chair and sat a little closer, and waited for Yan Chen to cast a murderous gaze before he regretfully stopped. He smiled at these Hundred Flowers Sect disciples and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I am a handsome descendant of the Blue Sprint Sect who can choose and take it away, and get married immediately......

Marriage is a big deal, but Qingjian Zhenren said such frivolous words. If it were someone else, these girls would definitely scold them back, but in front of Qingjian Zhenren, they had to blush and bow their heads.

Mu Liuyan would not sit idly by and watch the accompanying disciples suffer such a hidden loss, so she got up and shouted: "Lao'er, you are so open-mouthed, but you want to fight with the old lady?"

Her voice fell, Yan Chen took a step, blocked in front of her, and indifferently spit out two words: "I'll come." ”

Qingjian Zhenren immediately retorted, and there were people with the same status, and they were also kind to persuade each other, and resolved the matter in a few words.

Zhang Cuihua's wedding dress was unsolved, walking alone in the wind, quietly walking behind Mu Liuyan, without saying a word. Around, there are people who don't know the height of the sky, and it is inevitable that there will be rumors, but Qiu Yansheng was deceived by Qingjian Zhenren to get married, and after all, he couldn't look down on Zhang Cuihua, so he found a reason to escape. She just stood still, ignoring it.

Since ancient times, the good have only been subjected to the wicked, and Mu Liuyan has been unable to bear it, but his shoulder has always been held down by Zhang Cuihua. Looking at each other, she finally sighed softly and said no more.

An elder of the Daomen proposed: "The competition platform has been built, if you make the best use of it, just take this opportunity to let each other compete with each other in the next life, and see that there are mountains outside the mountain, and there are people outside the people." ”

Seeing that the wedding could not continue, the Taoist's move was nothing more than to make the matter have a relatively better ending. Qingjian Zhenren has no objections. The Taoist was the first to propose, and he appointed a junior to throw bricks and lead the jade.

Behind the Taoist, a woman walked out slowly, even though she was wearing a Taoist robe, it was difficult to hide her folding demeanor. The lotus step moved lightly and went to the high platform of the competition.

The garment flies better than the flowers. In this scene, some people compared her with Zhang Cuihua, belittled Zhang Cuihua as useless for a while, and praised this woman as rare in heaven and rare in the world.

If she can take care of the overall situation, she will no longer be Mu Liuyan. At that time, Mu Liuyan was already furious like a fire, broke open Zhang Cuihua's palm, glanced at the guests, and said straightly: "If there is another person who slanders Lao Niang's disciples, Lao Niang tells him to come in vertically and go out horizontally!"

The discussants are mostly young students, but there are also vulgar elders who echo them, even if they don't say it, they inevitably have a nod in their hearts. Mu Liuyan's words made these people quite unhappy in their hearts. It's because of face, and it's even more difficult to cultivate, and it's hard to say.

Just this sentence, on and off the stage, it seems that there is a sudden winter, and the chill hits the bones. There is a Buddhist monk who said: "Lord Mu is angry, today is a festive day, and what the result is, it is all fate." ”

Mu Liuyan glared at the monk, but Zhang Cuihua had already walked away alone. She wanted to stop, but when she saw that the direction where Zhang Cuihua was going, it was where Qiu Yansheng was, and a touch of exhaustion rose in her heart, and all her anger was dispersed.

Behind the noise, the only person in heaven and earth. Qiu Yansheng stood alone in the distance, standing against the railing, holding a big red cloth handkerchief in his hand, which was Zhang Cuihua's red hijab.

When the wind blows, blow Bupa up. He wanted to clench, but his fingers didn't listen, and let this cloth be blown away, becoming an inconspicuous little spot in the sky, who else cares except him?

Behind him, someone approached, and he knew who it was. There is a wind, bringing a wisp of fragrance, a wisp of fragrance in his heart, and the real lingering on the tip of his nose. He closed his eyes.

On his shoulder, there was a sudden strong force, causing him to stumble and almost fall into the water of the Cloud Lake below. In my ears, a voice came: "Do you want to die, leave the old lady alone, and be pointed at by thousands of people!"

These words undoubtedly pierced his heart like a sharp arrow, his eyes turned red, and he hugged Zhang Cuihua tightly as if he was enchanted. Zhang Cuihua's raised eyebrows soothed, and a smile appeared on the corners of her lips. If you only look at her red lips, it is also enviable.

On the stage. The woman's voice was ethereal, like a cloud coming, swaying leisurely: "Mo Xiang, a monk from the Northern Regions of the Poor Dao, please advise fellow Daoists." ”

"It turned out to be a monk of Moxiang!" Some people were confused, and some people were stunned.

There are self-proclaimed talents, who can't help but be ready to move, regardless of success or failure, but ask for a few tricks with Mo Xiang to appreciate the beauty at close range.

At this moment, a figure suddenly fell from the sky, without announcing his name, only with red eyes, angrily sweeping the guests. This man is also handsome, and there is no need to introduce him, and everyone already knows it. Just because today, this person should be the protagonist, but he became a passerby for no reason.

Mo Xiang looked at him and said softly, "Senior Brother Qiu, please advise." ”

As her words fell, Qiu Yansheng ignored her, his body was like a sharp sword, he looked directly at the guests below, and shouted: "There were people who insulted Miss Zhang before, and they came up to fight with a certain one!"

Qingjian Zhenren hid his face and sighed lightly, and suddenly got up and shouted: "Nonsense! You are doing this, where is the Moxiang girl?

Qiu Yansheng's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he said, "Qiu Yansheng, the elder of the Lower Blue Sprint Sect, fight!"

Mo Xiang smiled and only said, "Sure." ”

A word of truth came out, Qiu Yansheng's wrist was stunned, and the long sword was difficult to lift. Anger flashed in his eyes, and he said, "The layman is blindfolded to fight, don't you look down on Qiu?"

Mo Xiang apologized: "Senior Brother Qiu misunderstood, poor Dao was born blind, he can't see the world and the world, and it is difficult to distinguish the bonus." Please forgive me for any trouble caused to my brother. ”

Qiu Yansheng, who was like an angry lion, had a softer look in his eyes, his arm struggling, resumed his action, and pointed obliquely to the ground.

"Fang Cai Qiu is impulsive, how rude, and the layman is not strange. ”

Mo Xiang just smiled, Qiu Yansheng said "be careful" again, and his body was like a storm and lightning, rushing towards Mo Xiang. Mo Xiang only said the word "fixed", and he was like hitting a quagmire. Mo Xiang said the word "slow" again, and his speed was three points slower. Mo Xiang said the word "stop" again, and his sword intent was seven points weaker. Mo Xiang finally said the word "scattered", and near his back, the sword qi on the long sword collapsed, and Qiu Yansheng held it, as if it was a rotten iron wood.

landed on Mo Xiang's side, only asked Mo Xiang's cuffs to dance, and it was easy to melt away. Qiu Yansheng's intention to attack was very strong, and a sword raised three waves, which was equivalent to turning his body when he had no strength, swimming up from Mo Xiang's cuffs, and standing in front of Mo Xiang for a moment.

Mo Xiang was always calm and smiled: "Poor Dao lost." With that, her aura dissipated and she walked off the stage.

Speaking of which, this move is relatively nothing more than lightning and flint. There are people with insufficient eyesight in the audience, and before they can see the changes, the competition has ended.

Qiu Yansheng shouted loudly again: "God knows what to say, but dare to do it?"

The young man, how vigorous he is, suddenly there are people who are sad and angry and fly to the stage. Qiu Yansheng's cultivation is there, and those who dare to come to power will not be general.

This person was dressed like a shiny armor plate, and when they exchanged names, the accent was not from the Southern Regions. This person seems to be a straightforward person, but what he is proficient in is the way of change, the art of doppelganger.

There are thousands of incarnations between shots, and the movements of the Taoist figures are different, the control is exquisite, and the moves are good. Qiu Yansheng only took out one sword, the green mangs were like willows, and the flow was slow, but the thousands of clones seemed to be standing in place and being killed by him, and they dispersed into mist in a few breaths.

The sword is like a song, and the clear sound becomes a ballad. It is the top swordsmanship of the Qingjin Sect, the Qingyao swordsmanship. People who have active minds have a slight beating in their hearts. The Qing Song Sword Technique is even more powerful when combined with the Qing Song Sword, and the Qing Song Sword is the treasure of the Qing Song Sect's inheritance, and it seems that Qiu Yansheng is cultivated as the next sect master.

In the crowd, there was a man. No one knows who he is. His expression was gloomy, and at this moment, he put Qiu Yansheng's threat to him on top of Leng Xiao.

Qiu Yansheng is proud of the world, his eyes are bright, like a lone wolf. Rao is like this, because of his dignity, there are also people who come to power to fight, and it should be the sentence "dare to say and dare to act".

In this way, some people were defeated by him one after another, and the obstacles in their hearts were relieved. He turned around, and there was only a woman's back, quietly looking at the sky, everything behind him, as if it had nothing to do with her.

A smile inadvertently spread across his lips. On the stage, a figure suddenly walked up, and the shadow was pulled by the slanting sun for a long time, covering the instep of his feet. He took two steps to the side and said lightly, "Senior Brother Chu." ”

The man stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were deep, his posture was as deep as that of an elder, and he was holding a silver long sword, as a righteous path, but there were three blood grooves on the sword, and he was murderous.

"The junior brother's swordsmanship is exquisite, and the senior brother's skills are itchy for a while, and I hope that the junior brother will not be strange. He smiled, and his momentum suddenly appeared.

Fourth, it was like a gust of wind, and the sand and dust suddenly rose, staining the tea in the cup. Someone said: "Who is this person, who is a few points stronger than Qiu Yansheng in terms of cultivation, and there are still such characters in the Blue Sprint Sect?" This person's clothes are exactly the outfit of the disciples of the Blue Sprint Sect.

"Your Excellency's eyes are clumsy, this person is Chu Tiankuo, the senior brother of the Blue Sprint Sect, and his reputation has been for more than ten years. ”

Qiu Yansheng Huo Ran raised his long sword, pointed at the tip of Chu Tiankuo's nose, and said indifferently: "Senior brother, please!"

As soon as the word "please" fell, the figures of the two disappeared in place almost at the same time, and they did not know where to go, separated by two hundred zhang from each other, and it was at the place where there was a loud sound, the long swords intersected, and sparks burst out.

One touch and one scattered, and the sword chant resounded in the sky. The two of them each took a step back, froze again, and rushed forward with greater strength. is clearly a brother in the same school, but he comes and goes without the slightest affection.

The sword rises like a leaf grows and falls, one after another, just like a hazy picture. The two of them have equal swordsmanship, and they know that each other's moves are flawed, and when they are staggered, the blades are against each other's necks.

Chu Tiankuo's eyes were lowered, his momentum was cold, and it was difficult to accept such an ending. Except for Leng Xiao, he should not be defeated by the second person, and a draw is not allowed.

"Senior brother, you left your hand. There's a sword technique that you haven't used yet. ”

"Senior brother, take it. ”

Chu Tiankuo flicked his wrist, and the long sword suddenly slashed at Qiu Yansheng's throat. Qiu Yansheng leaned back slightly, his hair in the wind. The sword flows.

Chu Tiankuo's five fingers loosened, the long sword took off his hand, and there was an extra blood mark on his wrist, and blood burst out. His eyes widened with rage, and a cold glow flowed from him. Qiu Yansheng's face was calm, there were no two people in the world, only green mangs flowing. After the wind and smoke were cleared, only Chu Tiankuo stood alone, his clothes in tatters and embarrassed.

Qiu Yansheng had already walked away, leaving only a faint sentence: "It seems that Senior Brother Chu has been slacking off in the past ten years." ”

Qingjian Zhenren looked at Chu Tiankuo lightly, and felt very comfortable. Suddenly, the disciple of the torture hall hurriedly walked to the side of the Qingjian True Man and whispered, "Sect Master, the big thing is not good!"

"What's the alarm?"

"Just now, Senior Brother Zhang San accompanied the stranger from the Eastern Regions to return to the sea and left together, and he didn't return for a long time, and the disciple went to answer and found that Senior Brother Zhang died halfway. ”