At one end of the square, thousands of brothers were in the front, but dozens of other people stood there eye-catching.

The seven or eight monks a little earlier were all cultivators above the knot dan, and they were calm and relaxed. The next dozens of men and women are cultivators above the foundation building period.

They were the masters and elders of Baiqiao Academy, as well as many stewards who shouldered various responsibilities.

"It's coming!" the sharp-eyed brother shouted excitedly when he saw something.

Suddenly, all the low-level monks looked up one by one.

I saw a flash of light in the sky in the distance, and then a large group of colorful points of light flew from far and near.

"It's the Ancient Sword Gate, they all fly with sword weapons. I don't know who shouted again.

As soon as they heard this, the crowd became even more agitated, and many people pointed at those points of light, with different expressions.

"Quiet! What kind of system does this be, do you want the other two factions to see the jokes of our Baiqiao Academy?" A burly old man standing in front of the crowd, his face sank, and he suddenly said coldly.

This voice resounded throughout the audience, and the other brothers who were a little forgetful suddenly fell silent, and the huge square instantly fell silent.

When the burly old man saw this, his satisfied expression eased slightly.

Several other monks of the Yudan period looked at each other and smiled, as if they were no longer surprised by this scene.

At this time, those monks of the Ancient Sword Sect flew over the square. Although it can't be said that all of them are riding swords, there are only a few people who don't use swords.

"I didn't expect that Brother Fu and the others would come out to greet me and the others in person, Jiang was really flattered!" Among the monks of the Ancient Sword Sect, a short old man of fifty or sixty years old who flew in front of him took the lead in landing after laughing.

Beside him, there was a Confucian in a green robe and a young woman in white, and the two of them also fell side by side with a smile on their faces, and it seemed that they were a couple.

Then. The rest of the low-level cultivators of the Ancient Sword Sect, who seemed to be young, also fell one by one.

"This time, it was Brother Jiang Yun who led the team to come, and Fu Mou and others came out to wait for the master, and there were also the famous Baibi Shuangjian couple coming. The burly old man said to the three of them with a normal expression.

"Alright. The two of us don't brag about it, and we're not afraid of those juniors' jokes. But it seems that the people from the Falling Cloud Sect haven't come yet-||Their party is less and less interested in the sword test conference. It won't be at the bottom several times, so they will be empty-hearted. The monk surnamed Jiang seemed to be a little unkind to the Luoyun Sect, and said with some schadenfreude.

The old man surnamed Fu heard this. A wry smile appeared on his face.

Their Baiqiao Courtyard was different from the Ancient Sword Sect, and he didn't dare to say this easily. If it is passed into the ears of the high-level of the Luoyun Sect, it will definitely set off a storm.

So, before the old man surnamed Fu could think about how to reply to this. Behind the old man, a middle-aged man in a turquoise robe suddenly interjected with a grin:

"Jiang Daoyou doesn't have to be so anxious! This time, the person who led the team of the Luoyun Sect heard that there was a Song Immortal of Bai Fengfeng, this is a big beauty that we have seen in the three factions. It's a pity that this Song Immortal has always been hidden in the past, and few people from the two factions have seen it. Now, it's a long-cherished wish!"

"Brother Shi is talking about Bai Fengxian. This woman is rumored to be extremely beautiful, and I have been known for a long time. If this woman really led the team, it would be okay to wait a while. Jiang Yun's eyes showed a look of interest. He nodded.

When the pair of male and female monks of the Ancient Sword Sect heard this, their faces were full of surprise. Among them, the Confucian students in the green robe were even more surprised and said:

"I heard that this White Phoenix Immortal has a Heavenly Spirit Root. It is not yet a hundred years before he can easily succeed in marrying Dan, and he can be called a genius who cultivates immortals once in a thousand years in the immortal cultivation world. In this sword trial conference, it was really a big surprise to see this woman. ”

Even if I am a daughter, I am also very curious about this famous Song Immortal. If you can see it today, it will naturally be a beautiful thing!" Although the young woman in white had an ordinary appearance, her voice was mellow and beautiful. It's very pleasant to listen to.

"This ....... Hey, it seems that someone from the Falling Cloud Sect is here. The old man surnamed Fu smiled, just as he was about to say something. Suddenly looking at the sky, he blurted out.

As soon as they heard this, everyone nearby looked up at the same time, and saw that in the direction of the east, there was really a huge black dot gradually approaching.

"What is this?" the monk surnamed Jiang of the Ancient Sword Sect looked moved, as if he knew what it was.

When they got closer, the others finally saw that it was a strange bird of large and unusual size, speeding towards this place at an alarming speed.

On the back of the bird, there are many figures, as if there are many monks.

"Hmph! Luoyun Sect is worth taking out this xenomorph blue light sculpture to show off, and this strange bird can only change its body size. $$$$$$It's just a fifth-level demon beast!" said the monk surnamed as he looked at the big bird and said with a sour expression in his mouth.

The old man surnamed Fu and several other monks of Baiqiao Courtyard turned a blind eye, just as if they hadn't heard this.

However, the young brother present had obviously never seen such a big spirit beast, and the sound of gasping for a while sounded one after another. Everyone's eyes widened as they stared at the giant bird's astonishing posture with a look of horror in their eyes.

The speed of the giant bird is really amazing, and after a few waves of its giant wings, it is above the ground of everyone in a blink of an eye.

The huge body of the giant eagle with its wings spread out brought a large shadow at once, covering part of the square, and at the same time, a fishy wind blew violently, making some of the low-level disciples who were standing unsteady in the wind turn white.

"Stop!" a male voice suddenly came out of the giant bird, and the giant eagle flickered its wings and floated in the air without moving.

At this time, on the back of the bird, many monks came down one after another.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Duan of Huoyun Peak. What a rare guest!" The old man surnamed Fu saw the red-shirted old man at a glance, and hurriedly greeted him with a light in his eyes.

"Where! Last time Yunzhou said goodbye, I was also very worried about dealing with my brother!" the old man in the red shirt snorted and said with a smile. At the same time, his gaze swept over the other behind him.

"Brother Duan wants to find Elder Changzheng. Unfortunately, Senior Brother Chang went out for something. However, in the later stage of the conference place, Senior Brother Chang should be able to rush back to the place. The old man surnamed Fu said disappreciatively.

"Well, it doesn't matter! Whether or not you can reminisce about the old is also a matter of chance. This is Senior Brother Yu, no need for me to introduce you, everyone knows each other. But Senior Sister Song. It's the first time you've seen it. Let me introduce you to one or two. The old man in the red shirt showed a hint of disappointment, but then his expression remained as usual, and he pointed to the stunning woman in blue beside him, and said with a smile.

"The name of Bai Fengxian Land, Fu Mou has been thunderous in recent years. Now that I can see the beautiful face, it really deserves its reputation!" The old man surnamed Fu glanced at the woman surnamed Song with slightly squinted eyes, and after a flash of amazement in his eyes, he praised in his mouth.

"Senior Brother Fu praised it falsely. The little girl can not be called a fairy. The blue-clothed woman had a gentle smile on her face, and replied softly. This woman has a quiet and lovely demeanor. made some low-level male cultivators nearby look at it one by one, revealing a little obsession.

And those high-ranking monks are better. But there is also a more or less fiery color in his eyes.

At this time, the red-shirted old man and the others also saw the people from the Ancient Sword Sect, and also went up to say hello.

The monk surnamed Jiang is lukewarm. But he barely replied twice.

But it was the young woman in white, holding the woman surnamed Song by hand, and talking enthusiastically non-stop, as if she were sisters.

And the woman in blue always replied gently and generously, and her polite behavior made people unable to find the slightest fault.

The rest is simple.

After Baiqiao Courtyard finished picking up the wind for the two factions, it vacated two large mansions for the Ancient Sword Sect and the Luoyun Sect, so that they could rest for a day. The official competition will start tomorrow.

And this night was fine, and early the next morning, the fierce competition between the three factions began.

The competition was divided into three groups. Each faction selects 10 players and 20 other factions to form a group.

Each group passes a two-by-two competition, and only the top four are selected. Then the twelve younger brothers will start to draw lots to determine the final winner and the top ten.

Because there are not many younger brothers, it is natural that there will be no more competitions at the same time in several venues, so they will be held in the same venue in the order of first order.

The order of appearance of the game is determined by the drawing of lots by the leading monks of the three factions. So there's nothing to say.

As for the referee, it is a third-school monk who has nothing to do with the school of the game. That's fair.

As a result, it waited for many Baiqiao courtyard disciples. When the water surrounding the arena was impassable, a bald man in the Baiqiao Courtyard stood in the middle of the shield. Quietly and slowly, he announced:

"The first group, Han Li of the Falling Cloud Sect vs. Yao Feng of the Ancient Sword Sect!"

As the voice of the Great Han fell, one brother each walked out of the queue of the Luoyun Sect and the Ancient Sword Sect.

After seeing the opponents of the two sides clearly, the Baiqiao disciples who were watching around were in a commotion and whispering.

"I'm not mistaken, one is the eleventh layer of the Qi refining period, and the other is the early stage of the foundation building period. ”

"Their cultivation is too bad!"

The younger brother who inserted two long and short sword weapons on the back of the ancient sword gate also looked at the opponent in front of him in surprise, and then the contempt on his face flashed.

For him, with the other party's cultivation, it was simply effortless to defeat the other party.

And his opponent, a young man in a blue shirt and an ordinary appearance, also frowned, and seemed to be a little embarrassed and confused.

Outside the light mask, the monks of the three sects of the Dan period naturally did not mix with those younger brothers, but gathered alone in a small open place, talking leisurely.

"I said, Brother Duan, does the Luoyun Sect really plan to give up this sword trial conference? How can even such an eleventh-layer earth disciple in the Qi refining period be selected by the sect, isn't it just for you to make up the numbers" Jiang Yun of the Ancient Sword Sect couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he saw the young man of the Luoyun Sect who appeared.

"Huh! Eleventh floor. I remember that when this younger brother seemed to have passed the selection within the sect, he was only at the tenth level of the Qi refining period, and he cultivated so quickly. It's rare. The old man in the red shirt listened to the other party's words, but replied quietly.

"What, when you pass the selection, you are kidding. When Jiang Yun of the Ancient Sword Sect heard this, he showed disbelief.

This time, the old man in the red shirt laughed but did not answer.

Seeing this, Jiang Yun also muttered a little in his heart, stopped saying anything, and began to pay attention to the situation in the field.

"It's game on!" the bald man finally announced in a deep voice in the air.

As soon as the young man heard this, he shrugged his shoulders without hesitation, and suddenly two flying swords, one red and one blue, shot out from his back at the same time, floating above his head, and at the same time, the green light flashed in his hand, and a green light mask appeared on his body.

Then the young man quickly pinched the trick with both hands, ready to drive the flying sword to attack the enemy.

But when he finished this set with great skill, there were as many as fifty or sixty red fireballs suddenly appeared in front of him, and these fireballs were filled with scorching waves of fire, and they rushed towards him with great momentum.

"Ah!" this Yao Feng was taken aback, and his face turned pale with horror.

However, he deserves to be a monk in the foundation building period, and he has a lot of experience in dealing with the enemy, so in a hurry, he gave up the driving magic weapon without thinking, and at the same time, his body immediately threw himself to the ground, and many fireballs swarmed past him, and suddenly, he was scared into a cold sweat.

However, he was also even more angry because of it. When he turned over in anger and wanted to jump up again to show the other party a little color, there was a big black foot on his head, and he stepped down mercilessly.

Suddenly, this master disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what to do.