Dantian was destroyed, awakening the Dzi Bead!

Seeing the lifeless look on the Zhang family's side, Su Yu felt happy in her heart!

The killing of those people a few days ago unintentionally pushed the disaster onto the Wang family.

As the head of the Wang family, he naturally heard the implication of Zhang Haokong's words, but he showed no fear at all.

After all, both the Zhang and Wang families are the top families in Canglan. If they really want to fight, no one will be afraid!

Suddenly, the situation was tense!

A solemn atmosphere filled the air, causing many people to dare not speak out, and some even held their breath.

Seeing the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two major families, Su Yu seemed to smell a hint of gunpowder, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Then he turned his attention to the Wang family and began to search for Wang Fenglin.

In the Wang family's team, Wang Fenglin stood proudly, with a happy face and excitement in his heart.

With his strength, he is sure to defeat all the younger disciples of the Zhang family! And he will definitely be able to join the Scarlet Sky Sect today!

Just when the atmosphere was solemn, an old man in white walked slowly from the road.

The old man, with white hair and a childlike face, was expressionless and dressed in white. He walked out slowly, exuding an indescribable aura!

As soon as they appeared, Zhang Haokong and Wang Qizheng noticed it, stood up hurriedly, and turned around to look.

Many people followed the gaze and looked over.

I saw that the old man was taking a leisurely stroll under the gaze of so many people, taking his time.

Seeing this, the two heads of the family, Zhang and Wang, hurriedly stepped forward to greet him and said at the same time.

"The head of the Zhang family, Zhang Haokong, has met Elder Yan!"

"The head of the Wang family, Wang Qizheng, has met Elder Yan!"

The old man was Yan Ziyi, the elder of the Chixiao Sect, who was ordered to come to Canglan City to recruit disciples.

Seeing the two family heads being so groveling, many people watching the battle couldn't help but be a little shocked.

"Who is this old man? Even the two masters of the family lowered their bodies and stepped forward to greet him."

"You don't know this, right? This is the elder sent by the Chixiao Sect to recruit disciples. Not to mention the patriarchs of the two major families, even if the patriarch's father comes, he still bows his head!"

"So that's the case, no wonder!"

Su Yu looked at the elder's enigmatic and immortal look, and knew that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

Facing the greetings of the two family heads, Yan Ziyi's expression did not change, she still had an indifferent look on her face, and she spoke calmly.

"Everyone is here, let's start the competition!"

The two masters nodded and spoke at the same time.

"Elder Yan, please take a seat!"

After that, the two disciples moved a chair to the middle, facing the ring, while the two major families were on both sides!

Zhang Haokong returned to his seat and said to the elder Zhang Hanhai beside him: "Let's begin!"

After Zhang Hanhai received the order, he walked directly onto the ring and spoke loudly.

"This competition is divided into two rounds. In the first round, there are two battles. Each family sends two disciples to compete in the ring. The winning side will enter the next round!"

"In the second round, the two winners will compete, and the winner will be ranked first in this competition!"

"Rules, in the arena, there is only victory or defeat, not life or death. If you use vicious tactics to attract fatal blows, you will be disqualified!"

"Both parties have no objections, so the competition begins."

"Both sides send their first disciple to the stage to fight!"

As soon as the sound fell, Zhang Hongyuan, the son of the third elder of the Zhang family, stepped onto the ring and released his cultivation at the eighth level of Qi Condensation!

On the Wang family's side, Wang Jingwu, the son of the great elder, is also at the eighth level of Qi Condensation!

Suddenly, there was a lot of discussion under the ring.

"They are both at the eighth level of Qi Condensation. Who do you think will win?"

"No matter who wins this game, the final winner must be the Wang family! After all, Zhang Shaoyuan, the most powerful member of the Zhang family, has been killed!"

"Nowadays, the strongest of the younger generation of the Zhang family is only at the eighth level of Qi Condensation, and Wang Fenglin of the Wang family is at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. Who among the younger generations of the Zhang family can rival him?"

In the heated discussion, most people judged that the Wang family would win the final victory.

Wang Qizheng, the head of the Wang family, also had a happy look on his face, and his eyes shone brightly, as if he had seen Wang Fenglin join the Scarlet Sky Sect!

The Zhang family had gloomy expressions and looked at the ring with displeasure.

He thought to himself: "If Shao Yuan was here, how could you be so arrogant?"

"I must find out who is the murderer of Shao Yuan! Let his whole family be buried with him!"

"The competition begins!"

The great elder spoke loudly, which was heard throughout the audience, and then he jumped down to the ring.

In an instant, the discussion in the audience gradually dissipated, and everyone watched attentively as the battle between the two men was about to take place!

In the audience, only Elder Yan looked calm and his eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he was about to fall asleep. Obviously, he was not interested in this kind of battle between realms.

On the ring, both of them did not rush to take action. Instead, they stood still and looked at each other, as if they wanted to find flaws.

"call out!"

The sword was unsheathed and a crisp sound sounded!

The two figures were fighting together instantly, their swords colliding and sparks flying!

The two momentums collided violently without giving in. The two were evenly matched, and for a while, no one could gain the upper hand.

Seeing the two people fighting, Su Yu watched carefully, hoping to find flaws, and thought to himself.

If I were faced with this sword, this knife, how would I react? How to fight back?

In my mind, I constantly simulated the figure fighting with him, and made corresponding moves to counterattack!

When everyone else looked at the figure waving the sword, they all looked nervous, and their hearts started to rise.

The two of them fought with swords and swords, back and forth, without distinguishing between superior and inferior!

"boom!"

A fierce collision sounded, and the two figures finally separated, each standing on one side of the arena.

For a moment, their eyes met each other, and their eyes collided in the air.

"call out!"

A crisp sound rang out.

The sharp sword in Zhang Hongyuan's hand was actually put into the scabbard, which puzzled everyone!

"What's going on? Why did Zhang Hongyuan put away his sword? Is he going to admit defeat?"

"What do you know? Zhang Hongyuan is going to use the Zhang family's martial arts skills and draw his sword!"

Hearing this, the man showed a look of enlightenment and continued to watch the fight on the ring seriously.

Su Yu's eyes were focused at this time. His current sword-drawing skills are not proficient enough and not sharp enough. He must observe more!

Various members of the two families also focused their attention on the ring.

Only Elder Yan still looked loose and arrogant, and even his eyes had not been fully opened.

Obviously, Si Hao is not interested in this kind of low-level struggle.

When Wang Jingwu saw Zhang Hongyuan sheathing his sword, his eyes narrowed slightly, he took a step back, holding the handle of the sword with both hands, the spiritual energy in his body secretly circulated, and the invisible aura spread throughout his body!

"One move will determine the winner!"

Zhang Hongyuan shouted loudly, his legs suddenly exerted force, and he rushed towards Wang Jingwu. His hand was on the hilt of the sword. His spiritual energy had been charged and he was waiting for the opportunity to explode!

"Exactly what I want!"

Wang Jingwu's expression remained unchanged, and he rushed forward. A cold light flashed on the blade, which made people tremble!

The next moment, Zhang Hongyuan's sword blade was unsheathed, and spiritual energy burst out. The sword energy suddenly condensed and rushed towards him, and a cold light appeared, making many disciples watching the battle tremble with fear.

"Sword Drawing!"

Wang Jingwu was not afraid at all, and the steel sword in his hand gathered a powerful momentum. The light of the sword flashed away, and a loud roar sounded.

"Void Slash!"

"boom!"

The swords are facing each other head on, and the tip of the needle is facing the wheat awn!

"Crack!"

There was a crisp cracking sound, and the broken sword fell to the ground!

"call out!"

The sword blade passed by, and a sword mark appeared on Wang Jingwu's chest. Suddenly, blood flowed like a column, staining his clothes red!

But Zhang Hongyuan stood quietly, still maintaining the posture of drawing a sword, blood dripping from the tip of the sword instantly, indifferent and ruthless!

"it is good!"

Zhang Haokong spoke directly, a long-lost smile finally appeared on his face, and he let out a breath of turbidity in his heart.

When I first arrived, I saw Wang Qizheng's gloating look, and I felt a sigh of relief in my heart.

With this sword, he finally spit it out.

The cold expressions on the faces of many elders behind him finally softened a bit.

Especially the great elder, with a meaningful smile on his face.

If Zhang Hongyuan hadn't changed his sword yesterday, the outcome of this battle might not have been certain!

The two were equally matched in strength. However, Zhang Hongyuan's sword was sharper and harder, which gave him an advantage.

As for the Wang family, their expressions darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they stared fiercely at Zhang Haokong, who had put on a smiling face.

Several disciples around him hurriedly stepped forward to stop Wang Jingwu's bleeding and bandage his wounds.

After Wang Jingwu suffered a blow, his face turned pale and bloodless, and his whole body became extremely weak. He endured the pain in his body and spoke.

"He, his sword..."

However, before he finished speaking, he fainted as soon as he closed his eyes.

Elder Yan was still calm and composed, with no wave in his eyes and a bored expression on his face.

If it wasn't for the sect's request, he wouldn't have come to such a small place.

Now, he just wants to quickly choose the number one, and then bring him back to the sect for negotiation.

But Su Yu's eyes were filled with blazing fire. The sword technique he drew just now turned out to be like this!

Su Yu has not been practicing sword-drawing for a long time, and he has only just scratched the surface of it.

The core disciples of the Zhang family have all practiced for three to five years, and they naturally know more about the secrets than Su Yu.

Therefore, Su Yu must observe carefully, learn from it, perfect his sword-drawing skills, and become stronger.

"In the first competition, Zhang Hongyuan of the Zhang family won!"

"Next, let's have the second competition, and the disciples from both sides will enter!"

The elder of the Zhang family stood on the stage and announced loudly.

As soon as the sound fell, the Wang family and Wang Fenglin walked towards the ring with a smile.

In terms of realm strength, he is fully confident that he can defeat the opponent, no matter who it is!

As for the Zhang family, Zhang Yuan walked onto the ring calmly.

Zhang Yuan has a strong build, his eyes are indifferent, without any emotion, and he stands quietly with a sharp sword in his hand.

The owner's instructions still echoed in his mind.

"Remember, your mission is to consume the spiritual energy in Wang Fenglin's body. Do not confront him head-on, otherwise you will end up in a disastrous defeat!"

At this moment, the smile on Zhang Haokong's face also faded, and he changed into a nervous look. The victory or defeat of the Zhang family depends on Zhang Yuan!

In comparison, Wang Fenglin stood loosely on the ring with a smile on his face, looking at Zhang Yuan with disdain.

"Tch, even someone who is only at the eighth level of Qi Condensation dares to compete with me?"

Zhang Yuan remained silent, staring at Wang Fenglin with a pair of indifferent eyes.

The head of the Wang family, Wang Qizheng, warned: "Fenglin, don't underestimate the enemy, take it seriously!"

"cut!"

A teasing smile appeared at the corner of Wang Fenglin's mouth. Does he deserve my attention even if he is only at the eighth level of Qi Condensation?

If Zhang Shaoyuan were here, he might still respect him a lot, but now, haha!