Big Brother Cangshan Reborn

Standing beside the ring quietly waiting for the order of his appearance, Yu Yixun was concentrating on watching the competition on the stage, when he suddenly heard the whisper of an adjudicator beside him.

"A member of Canglingzong? It's really not easy to survive until now." After finishing the sentence, the man chuckled, and there was no deliberate sarcasm or disdain in his tone. He seemed to be saying something about Sikong based on his own knowledge. usual thing.

Yu Yixun's eyes sank, his eyes still followed the two people on the ring, but he devoted a little energy to listening to the conversation between the judges.

"It's a pity," sure enough, after one person spoke, another person spoke up, "What's the use of having only this one male disciple with extraordinary strength? After all, he can't afford the entire Cangling Sect."

Mingyou's swordsmanship requires the combination of two swords.

"But I heard that Cang Lingzong's Mingyou swordsmanship is so powerful, there should be hope, right?"

"Is there any hope?" The older adjudicator shook his head and sighed, "The two disciples sent by the Cangling Sect this time are said to be the two chief disciples, but the strength of that female disciple is far behind this male disciple. Thinking about it, the strength of other female disciples in Cangling Sect is mediocre, even if the power of Mingyou swordsmanship is infinite, they still can't be brought into full play."

"Then Cang Lingzong..."

"That's not a good idea," the elder adjudicator glanced in the direction of the seat of the Cangling Sect, "it's up to people to plan things."

In his opinion, the young master of Cangling Sect is not as unbearable as rumors from the outside world, and what happened today might just be the beginning.

Yu Yixun glanced at the elderly adjudicator with some surprise, and then stepped onto the ring.

Standing firmly in the arena, Yu Yixun realized that his opponent was actually Yu Wenrui.

Seeing the surprise in Yu Yixun's eyes, Yu Wenrui laughed and said, "Don't you check who your opponent is before you step into the ring? You will suffer if you are not careful."

But it was easy to say, but Yu Wenrui felt a little helpless in his heart.

He has sparred with Yu Yixun too many times, and Yu Yixun should be very familiar with his moves. If it's just a private sparring, then he doesn't mind losing a few times, but now they are standing in the arena of the Sword Discussion Conference , he can't lose... Even so, it may be difficult to win Yu Yixun.

Yu Wenrui smiled wryly to himself.

Looking at Yu Wenrui, Yu Yixun drew his sword out of its sheath: "It's the same for everyone."

No matter who the opponent is, he will do his best.

Lowering his eyes, Yu Wenrui said in a deep voice: "As a disciple of Canglingzong, this position is enough. If you go any further, you will cause trouble for Canglingzong."

Yu Yixun pursed his lips, and turned to look at the smiling Fu Xing: "Whether it is troublesome for Cang Lingzong is not up to you."

Yu Wenrui frowned: "Your master is still in seclusion. If you just accompany Ah Xing's nonsense like this, aren't you afraid of making Sect Master Fu unhappy?"

"So what if I don't know the severity?" Yu Yixun smirked, "My Cangling Sect can afford the consequences, even if Master didn't retreat, he wouldn't care about such a trivial matter."

"Affordable?" Yu Wenrui snorted coldly, "You are really naive. With the current strength of Cang Lingzong, how can you deal with the difficulties from various sects?"

"They have to have the guts to make trouble, so I, Canglingzong, will know if they can handle it." Yu Yixun didn't take Yu Wenrui's threat seriously at all, "Stop talking nonsense, if you are afraid of losing, how about calling yourself ill and abstaining?"

Yu Wenrui was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed: "You also learned sharp teeth from Ah Xing... Forget it, if you don't accept my favor, let me see that you have learned it on the discussion platform of the Sword Discussion Conference What!"

Before he finished speaking, Yu Wenrui raised his sword and rushed towards Yu Yixun.

Sword energy was everywhere in the arena, but the equal competition failed to attract Fu Xing's attention.

Fu Xing, a disciple of other sects, is not familiar with him, but Fu Xing knows Yu Wenrui's level. Seeing Yu Wenrui's appearance, Fu Xing knows that half of the competition for this year's Sword Discussion Conference has been completed, and he will stay here Those in the arena are all rookies from various sects, and those who are about to appear on the stage are talents that each sect is proud of.

The Cangling Sect has been hiding from the world these years, so most of the rumors related to the Cangling Sect from the outside world are made up by people with intentions. There is no evidence to prove how weak the Cangling Sect is. As long as Yu Yixun and Shao Qingyue win However, the rumors that the Cangling Sect is weak will be self-defeating, and on the contrary, it will make more people suspect whether the silence of the Cangling Sect over the years is some kind of strategy.

But there are always some people who don't want Cang Lingzong to regain its reputation.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, when Fu Xing was looking east and west, he saw a small cold light passing by in front of his eyes, at that moment Fu Xing didn't think about anything, and pushed the teacup out with a flick of his wrist.

At the same time, Ji Yichen also threw out a sandalwood bead he was playing with in his hand.

The sandalwood beads collided with the teacup, lost their energy and fell to the ground at the same time.

With a crisp snap, Fu Xing's teacup shattered, while Ji Yichen's sandalwood beads rolled aside.

Hearing this sound, everyone in the Eight Diagrams Square looked at the fragments of teacups on the ground. Even Yu Yixun and Yu Wenrui stopped the competition and looked over together.

The fastest responder was a female disciple of Xie Yuezong.

"Oh! Whose teacup is this? Brother Ji's bead fell off!" Saying this, the female disciple walked towards the fragments of the teacup.

Fu Xing frowned, and waved his hand with a force to push the female disciple back. In the next moment, Fu Xing was already standing beside the broken teacup. This speed of movement shocked many people present.

The corner of Fu Xing's mouth was still raised, as if he was smiling, but his eyes were full of coldness.

Looking at the female disciple, Fu Xing squatted down, pushed aside a few pieces, and picked up a thin silver needle from the ground.

At this moment, almost everyone saw what Fu Xing was holding, and there was a sudden silence in the Eight Diagrams Square, and the silence really startled Hua Qian.

Since the day before yesterday, these people have been playing dirty tricks during the competition between Junior Brother Yu and Junior Sister Shao. Now they were just caught by Fu Xing, so how could they be so frightened that they dare not breathe?What was even more surprising was that even several elders from other sects looked evasive, looking guilty and afraid of being implicated.

Suddenly thinking of what Fu Xing said to him a few days ago, Hua Qian frowned slightly, his expression a little dignified.

Standing up, Fu Xing looked around with a smile that was not a smile, and then said coldly: "Are you looking down on my Canglingzong?"

No one answered, even Ji Yichen just silently picked up the sandalwood beads on the ground, then stood not far from Fuxing, wiped the stains on the beads with his head down, without saying a word.

Fu Xing said again: "Since the disciples of my Cangling Sect stood on the stage of the Sword Discussion Conference, you have not stopped secretly. Do you think I am blind? I respect that you are older than me, and you are more important. The old relationship between you and the Cang Lingzong, thinking that since the younger brother and younger sister can still handle it, I will turn a blind eye. Maybe it is because of my shallow knowledge. But aren't you deceiving people too much?"

This needle is quenched with poison, which can kill people.

Ji Yichen glanced at the angry Fu Xing, then looked in the direction of Yan Yingmen calmly, and said casually: "They are all decent people, what are you doing compared with hidden weapons? Even if you really want to compare, hidden weapons and hidden weapons , where can it be compared on the table?"

Hearing this, Fu Xing sneered: "So, I'm too naive? It turns out that someone really wanted to harm my Cangling Sect disciples in the Eight Diagrams Square in Tianxuan Town these days, but you all turned a blind eye?"

Ji Yichen was taken aback, feeling a little annoyed.

He said this to show the friendliness of the Nine Star Party Cang Lingzong, and to sell Fu Xing's favor, but when Fu Xing said this, his favor was offset by the previous indifference, and it seemed that half of the benefits were worthless. less than.

"Young Sect Master, calm down," Chang Yuan hurriedly stood up and bowed to Fu Xing, "It was our negligence, I didn't expect someone to be so daring, so I missed some low-level little moves, I'm really sorry Young Sect Master. "

"Missed it?" Chang Yuan wanted to get rid of the relationship, but Fu Xing, who was in a rage, didn't intend to give him face, "Even if you can miss this, is everyone's cultivation level inferior to mine?"

As soon as Fu Xing said this, the faces of the several elders present turned pale immediately, but they could only hold back their dissatisfaction in their hearts, and could not refute even a single sentence.

With a heavy snort, Fu Xing held the poisoned silver needle and walked up to Yan Yingmen's senior brother without hesitation, and threw the silver needle into the senior brother's tea bowl.

Zhao He's eyes flashed, and he raised his face to look at Fu Xing: "Young Sect Master, what does this mean?"

"What do you think?" Fu Xing tilted his head and smiled, then picked up the cup of tea soaked in silver needles, and put the tea bowl to his mouth with a smile in front of Zhao He.

Zhao He's eyes tightened, and he looked at Fu Xing nervously, until the tea in the tea bowl touched Fu Xing's lips, Zhao He quickly reached out and grabbed Fu Xing's wrist.

If Yu Yixun died in the arena, Yu Wenrui could still pass the responsibility, but if Fu Xing died in front of his eyes, the responsibility could not be shirked.

Fu Xing smiled, and with a twist of his wrist, he slammed the teacup in his hand on the ground, a burst of energy burst out, and directly knocked Zhao He flying away in front of Fu Xing. This energy centered on Fu Xing Scattered in all directions, one layer upon another, bumping Yan Yingmen's disciples into twists and turns, even implicating the Nine Star Sect and Xie Yuezong sitting on the left and right sides of Yan Yingmen.

"Senior brother!" Yu Yixun turned pale with shock, and rushed to Fu Xing's side in a flash, pulling Fu Xing away a step.

Senior brother practiced the Youyue Xinfa, this cannot be seen by others.

Fu Xing, who was pulled away by Yu Yixun, came back to his senses, and hurriedly adjusted his internal breath.

He was really annoyed that someone wanted to kill Yi Xun. Originally, he wanted to show off his cultivation, but now it was all exposed.

Looking at Zhao He again, Fu Xing said in a cold voice: "Please, this senior brother, send a message to the noble master. Today's matter is life-threatening, and I will not let it go. If I don't get an explanation within three days, don't let me go." Blame me for being rude! Let's go!"

Yu Yixun would not contradict Fu Xing, Fu Xing said to leave, Yu Yixun left immediately, and Hua Qian and Shao Qingyue were a little afraid of Fu Xing, now they saw that Fu Xing was real Getting angry, he didn't dare to raise any objections, and followed behind Fu Xing disheveledly.

"Wait a minute, Young Sect Master," the elder of Chi Yan Sect said loudly to keep Fu Xing, "This sword discussion meeting is not over yet, is it inappropriate for Young Sect Master to leave like this?"

Fu Xing looked over with cold eyes, and said bluntly: "I feel unlucky for the ranking obtained by competing with a group of Xiaoxiao!"

After Fu Xing left, the atmosphere in the Bagua Square suddenly became more awkward, and even the master of ceremonies in Tianxuan Town had no idea.

After a long while, the elder of Ziyangmen let out a long sigh, got up and left with his disciples, Shuiyunzong and Jiuxing Sect followed closely, and there was no need for other sects to stay here.

Back at the residence, Ji Yichen locked himself in the room, took out the sound transmission stone of the Nine Stars Sect, and contacted the head of the Nine Stars Sect.

"Qing Rang, the young lord of Cangling Sect, Fu Xing, seems to be cultivating You Yue's mind."

"Are you... not mistaken?"

"How could I admit my mistake?" Ji Yichen smiled, "I've learned most of Youyue's mentality, how can I admit my mistake?"