When the disciples present learned that Xu Yan had won the bye in the end, few people felt lucky for him, but there was a steady stream of criticism from the sidelines, and many people even claimed that this competition was simply a deliberate momentum by the sect master to promote the fame of his own disciples, and it was very likely that even the final result was decided early.

For this kind of groundless statement, the party Xu Yan is difficult to argue, even if he is allowed to jump into the 'Yellow River' at the bottom of the mountain, he will definitely not be able to wash away his grievances, but he knows that the origin of this matter still comes from Li Ku's active abstention yesterday. After all, all the disciples present only saw the latter firmly suppressing him in terms of strength, but they didn't see the sudden cold sword that the latter used against him after the sky completely fell into ink.

Xu Yan said goodbye to Qiu Yuanjin, walked back to Liuyun Courtyard through the entire martial arts practice square, and along the way, he pointed at the disciples on the sidelines, completely ignoring it, and he really didn't have anything to explain about this matter.

However, when Zhou Xian saw Xu Yan, the former undoubtedly couldn't help but step forward to block his way, and said with a strong sarcasm in his mouth: "How much shit luck will fall on someone like you?"

Xu Yan saw that the person in front of him was this Zhou Xian again, and he was already very tired in his heart, and raised his sword eyebrows and replied: "You are really ghostly." ”

Without waiting for the other party to reply angrily, Xu Yan glanced at him coldly again, and then said: "No matter what my luck is, what does it have to do with you? Besides, as long as you don't get eliminated, we will always have that round, and now you are blocking my way like a three-year-old child, and talking nonsense in front of me, is it meaningful?"

After hearing this, Zhou Xian was immediately furious, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you looking for death?"

At this moment, an abrupt voice sounded from their side without warning, and someone interjected: "Yo, the two of you are going to make a private appointment, and since you are so tense, why do you need to wait until the competition to solve it, why don't you go to the linesman to make a life and death situation now, how about a life and death fight?" I really want to see the two of you show off when they fight!"

Hearing that someone dared to intervene in this situation, Xu Yan and Zhou Xian both shifted their eyes to the person who spoke, and found that the face of the person in front of them was like a crown of jade, his eyebrows were like willow leaves, and he was dressed in a white robe.

Xu Yan had naturally seen this person, but since they had never crossed paths with each other, he didn't plan to have unnecessary troubles with him, so he just frowned and didn't answer.

However, as Zhou Xian, who is rampant in the sect and has always been domineering, after hearing the other party's words, he couldn't help but scold: "Who is my Tao, dare to take care of Lao Tzu's affairs, it turns out that you are a sissy of the Qiuzi faction, why, last time I taught a dog who followed your ass, are you going to find Lao Tzu for your dog?"

After Zhou Xian finished scolding, he was a little unsatisfied, so he continued to mock and said: "The surname is white, don't think that last time you were lucky to block Lao Tzu's sword, you will treat yourself as a shallot, you are just a sissy who is longer than a girl, and you don't look at your own skin, and you are embarrassed to say that you are a sword cultivator? ”

Seeing that the other party's eyes were resentful, Zhou Xian's eyes were cold, and then he scolded: "What, what kind of eyes are you, can you try to look at Lao Tzu again?"

No matter who it was, in the face of Zhou Xian's indiscriminate bombardment, he naturally couldn't continue to swallow his anger, so the boy surnamed Bai was directly angry. He was far from thinking that the famous Zhou Xian, who was not small and from a noble background, was such a filthy, open-mouthed, and gentlemanly person.

Bai Jing's right hand with a folding fan kept trembling, he pointed at Zhou Xian, but he couldn't come up with a dirty word to compete with it for a long time, and finally he was just angry and stammered: "You...... You're just ...... It's insulting!"

Zhou Xian didn't care about this, slapped off the folding fan that the other party was pointing at him, and scolded sharply, "What kind of thing are you, you dare to teach Lao Tzu a lesson, if you don't get out, Lao Tzu will teach you a lesson!"

As soon as the son surnamed Bai heard that the other party wanted to make a move, he seemed to have found a way to deal with it, and for a while, his eyes were like frost, and he was full of sword intent.

Around him, there was a sword aura.

But at this moment, the disciple of the Qiuzi faction, who had been following the prince surnamed Bai, saw that he couldn't restrain his anger, so he wanted to take the initiative, his face was shocked, he hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him, and whispered in his ear: "Senior Brother Bai, don't do it here, the sect has rules, you can't fight privately on the main peak, and now it's the critical juncture of the selection competition, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan!"

The son surnamed Bai has long been angry, since he was born, he has always been extremely self-contained, and his family education is very good, not only rarely quarrel with others, but also will not bring this kind of market swear words to his mouth, of course, the point is that he has never been so humiliated with words, and where can he stand this kind of anger?

The boy surnamed Bai trembled his teeth, and said coldly to the disciple behind him: "Could it be that this Gongzi was scolded by him for nothing like this?"

When the disciples of the Qiuzi Sect heard this, their faces were embarrassed, and they were speechless for a while.

Although they usually follow the buttocks of the son surnamed Bai and are covered by this senior brother, they don't dare to offend Zhou Xian in front of them because of this, you must know that Zhou Xian's cold personality is known to everyone, and whoever dares to offend him head-on will not end well.

Seeing that the other party was silent for a long time, the son surnamed Bai had realized the scruples in their hearts, and couldn't help but snort coldly, but after such a distraction, the emotions in his mind gradually calmed down.

He took a deep breath, and then took away the sword qi on his body, and then said to Zhou Xian: "I hope you don't meet me in the competition, others may not know your identity, but this son is very clear, you are just a waste who relies on the protection of the family!"

After that, the boy surnamed Bai didn't wait for Zhou Xian to reply again, he bypassed the latter and strode away, and when he passed by Xu Yan's side, he returned to the original image of a merry boy with a good temperament, but obviously, after he was scolded by Zhou Xian, he also lost the leisure and elegance on his face at the beginning, and just said to Xu Yan in a calm tone: "Little junior brother, I am looking forward to fighting with you!"

Xu Yan originally had some sympathy for the person in front of him after being scolded by Zhou Xian, and he was indeed a little pitiful, but after hearing the other party's words, the little sympathy in his heart instantly dissipated, and he even felt completely inexplicable about it.

Xu Yan thought secretly in his heart, "It's not you I scolded, what are you doing with me inviting you to fight?"

......

On the way down the mountain, the prince surnamed Bai was still pale, and the disciples of the Qiuzi Sect who followed him felt the cold aura emanating from him, and they were inevitably a little trembling, and after a long time, someone stepped forward and said: "Senior Brother Bai, I can't wait for you to have a conflict with that surnamed Zhou, I am really worried that you will be punished by the sect, we all know that with the strength of the senior brother, it is more than enough to clean up the surname Zhou......"

The boy surnamed Bai waved his hand, interrupted in a cold tone, and said, "There is no need to mention this matter again, you didn't do anything wrong at that time." ”

The disciples behind him saw that he understood this painstaking effort, and they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and then asked: "But why did Senior Brother invite that Xu Yan to fight? The combat power of Senior Brother Li Ku sent by me is still much higher than him, and Senior Brother also saw it with his own eyes yesterday, if it weren't for the protection of the sect master and forced the Supreme Elder I sent to surrender voluntarily at the last moment, how qualified would he Xu Yan be to enter the fourth round? Senior brother, if you invite this kind of person to fight, wouldn't it be a self-surrendering identity." ”

When the boy surnamed Bai, who was walking in the forefront, heard this, he couldn't help but think of what Li Ku said to him last night after being picked up by his master and brought back to Little Lotus Peak, Li Ku told him at the time that Xu Yan was by no means as simple as it seemed on the surface, and he was indeed defeated because his own strength was not as good as the other party, and the reason why Feng Yuanshan chose to surrender for him was actually to protect his safety.

When he first heard this statement, the prince surnamed Bai may not have doubted this sentence, but later after seeing that Li Ku had been completely destroyed and cultivated, he had to accept this fact.

So, the boy surnamed Bai sneered, and suddenly sneered: "You, you always listen to what others are preaching, and you believe it to be true, if I say that the strength of the little junior brother can actually be completely equal to me?"