Every time I go back to the mountain, I will see the apprentices making trouble

After Lu Xingchen survived the catastrophe, the pressure in his heart still didn't ease much, because he and Qing Huai had another competition two days later, and he knew a thing or two about Qing Huai's depth.The first thing he has to do right now is, well, clean the house.

"The real chicken is disgusting, no wonder people in the world often say that there is no filial son before the long-term hospital bed." Lu Xingchen looked at the room that looked like a murder scene, and randomly squeezed two cleaning formulas, and the smell gradually dissipated.

For the next two days, Lu Xingchen was like a scumbag before the college entrance examination, and began to crazily cramming. Hai Wu had never seen Lu Xingchen who usually took a bath to dawdling in his cultivation.Mind method, swordsmanship, even the white head Taixuan of Liumo Pavilion, he will not let go, chasing and asking the essence of the sword formation all day long.Baizhang Peak was disturbed by the crazy elder brother, Ling Yao hadn't been back since the last day of the autumn meeting, and he didn't know whether he was dealing with matters at Lancang Peak, or went down the mountain to see which city's oiran was elected.

"Good morning, big brother." Xinlian practiced her sword weakly in the courtyard with two dark circles under her eyes, and "Ze" tossed and fell listlessly like her. Since she was defeated by Qing Huai at the autumn meeting, Master He canceled her privilege of being late, and even ordered her to practice for two more hours. What's worse, the younger brother came to supervise, oh my god, Mo Wendi is a little old-fashioned, is the master going to die by himself?

"Xinlian, good morning, you have dark circles under your eyes again. You have cultivated a lot recently." Lu Xingchen took a closer look at the blue and black under Xinlian's eyes.

"Yes, senior brother also cultivates immortals?" Mo Wendi gave Xinlian a blank look, and then gestured uprightly.

"I won't practice anymore, I will have a competition today, relax before the test, I will go down the mountain to have fun." Lu Xingchen chuckled.

"Damn, I'm going to have a competition with Qinghuai this afternoon. Are you going to be happy now?" Xinlian said in surprise, "Although I hope Qinghuai wins, you are the chief, so be more reliable!"

Lu Xingchen's complexion sank, he walked up to Xinlian, lowered his head and said to her: "Xinlian, I don't know why you are with him, but I think you'd better keep a distance from Qinghuai, he's not that simple .Don't hurt yourself."

Xinlian lowered her head slowly, "Brother, you are so annoying."

"Okay, I won't talk about you anymore, let's go."

On Lancang Peak, cranes spread their wings, clouds disperse, and there is a high platform for discussion.

Lu Xingchen and Qing Huai jumped up to the high platform with a light leap.

Zhao Qingmu stroked the green beard under his chin, and sighed: "It has never happened since the Lingfeng sect was founded that the disciples of the outer sect challenged the head of the inner sect. Today, in this competition between Lu Xingchen and Qing Huai, no matter who wins, whoever loses , will be recorded in the annals of Lingfeng sect history."

"Now, the competition begins!"

Zhao Qingmu personally beat the drum three times, Lu Xingchen and Qinghuai each drew their swords.

Qinghuai sneered, Lu Xingchen did not die from the fire poison, and now standing on this high platform, his cultivation has improved even more. Sure enough, the chief of the Lingfeng faction should not be underestimated.

"Brother, look at the trick." As soon as Qinghuai finished speaking, the sword with a cold light was already approaching Lu Xingchen's eyes.Qinghuai's sword is different from the one that Lu Xingchen broke before, it was not used by the outer disciples, Lu Xingchen didn't see it clearly until the sword was in front of him Winding around, the strange snake with red pupils opened its bloody mouth.

He turned around to dodge the sword, Qing Huai pursued him closely, and his moves were extremely fierce, sometimes only an inch away, and Lu Xingchen was about to be ripped apart, but he dodged so easily.

"Eldest brother, this movement technique..." Xinlian held her forehead, "Why are you flirting like a butterfly?"

"Huh?!" Ling Yao patted the tea table in surprise, "Isn't this the flower-wearing butterfly walk I use to tease girls?"

After hearing this, Xinlian suddenly realized, "It turned out to be master's unique skill, no wonder, no wonder."

Except for the two masters and apprentices, no one else saw any abnormalities, and they were obsessed with observing the test.

Lu Xingchen seemed to be blindly dodging and defending against Qinghuai's attack, but in fact he was using the Butterfly Step to form a formation.After three consecutive somersaults, he raised his sword to block Qing Huai's sword.

"Welcome to the battle."

The disciples in the audience were in an uproar, "What the hell, why is Qing Huai not moving?"

"Look at his feet, it's Wanjun Mountain Formation!"

"Is it so strong? Brother Qing Huai will have to admit defeat if he doesn't break out of the formation! The Wanjun Mountain Formation can make those who fall into the formation be overwhelmed by the sword intent of the main formation! People will die!"

"Wow! Are there no rules for this kind of competition? Senior brother is not afraid of killing people!"

"No way, who told Qing Huai to challenge the elder brother first."

Qing Huai looked around and smiled coldly, "The same formation, you want to trap me a second time?" After speaking, he raised his sword to attack the formation.

"Who told you, it's the same formation."

Lu Xingchen looked at him condescendingly, smiled disdainfully, raised the Qiming Sword lightly, and lowered it hard.

"Bang!" Under this blow, Qinghuai fell to his knees suddenly, and there was a crisp sound of bone shattering all around him. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Lu Xingchen in surprise.

"This is Lancang Peak." Lu Xingchen said casually, brushing the broken hair on his temples with one free hand.

Understood, Lancang Peak is the center of Lingfeng Sect's Immortal Mountain, and it can be said that it is true that Mount Tai is overwhelmed by setting up the Wanjun Mountain Formation here.

The disciples in the audience were already blowing up, "Why didn't the master stop, could it be that he fell asleep?"

"What game are they playing, a game of life and death?"

"Slip away."

Zhao Qingmu quietly watched what happened on the stage, and did not make a sound to stop it, his eyes were cold and heartless.

He sent a voice to Lu Xingchen, "The devil's sect spies, you can punish him."

Lu Xingchen was startled when he heard the words, how did the head know?

Just this moment of hesitation, Qinghuai began to raise his sword to resist.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Qing Huai was a little different.The next moment, the formation was broken up, and the spiritual power scattered like fireflies on the high platform.

Qing Huai lazily raised her eyes and scanned her surroundings. With a brace of the silver long sword, she stood up again, with the sound of bones healing from her knees.Immediately, the bones of the whole body were reorganized, and the height that was originally on the same level as Lu Xingchen suddenly jumped up, surpassing Lu Xingchen by a head.He moved his joints, stared at Lu Xingchen, and twisted his neck very charmingly.

"Again?" Qinghuai's thin lips parted slightly, and her silver-white hair cascaded down.

Zhao Qingmu and Ling Yao jumped up at the same time, "Devil spies, catch me!"