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On the tenth day, the summit ushered in a small climax. The fifth in the peak ranking challenged the third in the peak ranking. It was still a duel between close disciples. Who wouldn't want to join in the fun?

Xia Fan couldn't help but join in the fun, and hid not far away to watch. Zhan Feng and Lun Ling sat on the high platform, and the other vacant seat belonged to Bei Tangrong, who was standing at the competition. On the round peak platform with a head height but a small diameter, standing on the opposite side is the closed disciple of the Fifth God Whip Sect on the peak list. Both disciples are quite young, and they are very imposing.

Lun Ling, acting as the host, beat the drums to announce the start when the two were ready.

As soon as the Divine Whip Sect came up, they waved a slender and thorny whip towards Bei Tangrong. Bei Tangrong was good at using swords, so he didn't have a close advantage, so he could only find a way to get close and try to cut off the long whip, but people used it The owner of the whip must know the disadvantages of using the whip, the thin whip is as dexterous as a snake, not only did Bei Tangrong not get close to the person, but he didn't get any advantage, and he soon became short of breath.

If you continue to consume like this, you will really be tired, so you can't consume it for too long.

The snake whip looked at Xia Fan with a chill. If he wanted to say what he hates the most, everything about snakes must be at the top of the list, but looking at it, Xia Fan felt something was wrong.

The whip seemed to be like a snake, with nose and eyes blowing one after another; although it can be said that the person who made the whip used it superbly, but Xia Fan could faintly see the black and purple aura on it through a pair of wise eyes.

I don't know if I read it wrong, Xia Fan stepped forward to take a closer look; Zhan Feng and Lun Ling watched the competition in the same way, and the crowd watching the audience were also staring at the wonderful competition on the stage, but Xia Fan took a closer look, Immediately a cold sweat broke down.

What kind of magic whip is this?This is clearly a snake!Snake!

If the snake demon that captured Xia Fan was considered a snake with a head, a face and an identity in the snake clan, then this one is probably above him and second only to Jiuying.

Because there was a Yunshan disciple and a water spirit demon present, no one found that there was something wrong with this whip.

If Xia Fan hadn't fought snakes before, was extremely sensitive to snake aura, and had seen the black and purple snake aura with his own eyes, he would not have noticed.

Xia Fan was a little anxious, and was about to fly up to tell Zhan Feng, but the snake whip suddenly turned around and rushed towards him.

Either dodge forward or get hit, Xia Fan didn't have time to think about it, resisted the urge to use any demon power, jumped onto the high platform with a light kungfu, the snake whip quickly caught up, and Bei Tangrong was snatched by Xia Fan before he could react. With the sword in his hand, he cut off the menacing snake whip with one sword!

The snake whip was cut in two under the eyes of everyone, and the part that was held in the whipman's hand rebounded due to inertia, and instantly sent the person flying out of the high platform.

Everyone: "..."

There was silence, and the sparrow was silent.

Bei Tangrong first reacted and pulled Xia Fan to curse in a low voice: "Are you crazy? What are you doing here?"

Zhan Feng had already flown to the high platform, grabbed Xia Fan's hand and pulled it closer to his side, "Are you injured?"

Lun Ling belatedly beat the drum to signify the end of the contest.

There was a commotion under the stands, and there was a lot of chatter in an instant, it was really lively!

Lun Ling, who "doesn't know a little bit of martial arts", walked down from the high platform to appease the crowd through untold hardships, "Heroes, don't be impatient! There may be some problems! The summit will be dealt with immediately, and the next sect will compete first?"

When he said this, the God Whip Sect was not happy. This was obviously prevarication, and immediately shouted loudly: "We competed well in the martial arts competition! The summit couldn't see that it was about to lose, and even asked for helpers to sabotage? Now people After being severely injured, you still want to continue the competition? Who knows how you will deal with it in the end! No! We need an explanation now!"

Xia Fan wanted to argue, but Zhan Feng pulled him down and gave him a look to signal that he should be safe.

Everyone in the audience reconsidered, Xia Fan suddenly had a headache, and looking around the audience from the corner of the eye, he saw the most incredible person!

Master? !elder brother? !

It turned out to be master and brother? !

Are they from the martial arts world?How can it appear here? !

Obviously, they also noticed Xia Fan's sudden appearance, and his eyes were no less astonished than Xia Fan's.

After trying hard to listen for a long time, Xia Fan didn't understand. Lun Ling was fighting with the crowd all by himself, and was almost useless; at this moment, Bei Tangrong whispered in Xia Fan's ear, "Why did you suddenly rush to the stage?"

Xia Fan was speechless, "Didn't you see the snake whip? The snake came directly at me!"

Bei Tangrong frowned, "I didn't see that it was a snake, but you suddenly rushed up and grabbed my sword, chopped off the whip, and hurt someone."

Xia Fan was terrified and speechless, Zhan Feng squeezed the hand in his sleeve and whispered: "I saw it."

Xia Fan, who was already dazed, felt his head ache even more, "What's going on?"

Before he had time to figure out what was going on, the bottom line had already made a decision.

"This little brother is a member of Shuihuofeng, so naturally Shuihuofeng should be punished, and he can just deal with it according to the rules of the summit!"

"Yes! The north hall of Shuihuofeng can no longer fight!"

"This is inappropriate," Lun Ling replied, "This person is not a member of any sect in Jianghu, and the rules of the summit cannot be dealt with."

"Why not? Didn't he defeat the God Whip faction instead of Shuihuofeng?! Why not!"

Xia Fan tugged on La Beitang's sleeve, "Why don't I be punished?"

He really felt sorry for making the scene like this.

Beitang frowned, "No way, do you know the rules of the peak? Those who want to be stripped of their martial arts will be beaten."

Xia Fan said lightly: "It's okay, I don't have any martial arts."

Bei Tangrong was angry and funny and was about to explain to him what stripping off his cultivation was, when Zhan Feng suddenly spoke, his voice was as steady as a rock, deep and pleasant, but it filled the entire peak field fiercely.

Zhan Feng said: "He is my Yunshan disciple."

Xia Fan: "..."

when? !Who is my master? !Zhan Feng, have you also been plotted against by the snake? !

Yunshan's recruitment of apprentices has always been a mystery. No one knows what kind of talents Yunshan's disciples have. To be precise, Yunshan has always been a mystery. Mountain people will not tell anyone when they go down the mountain. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are legends and myths that live in people's mouths.

Apart from being able to see a disciple of Yunshan sitting at the summit every three years, ordinary people don't even know what their criteria for accepting disciples are.Now this disciple accepts it as soon as he says it, it can't be more exciting than this!

Seeing that one sentence caused even greater commotion, Xia Fan helplessly tugged at Zhan Feng's sleeve, "What are you talking about? Take it back."

Zhan Feng spoke softly but firmly to him: "There is no reason to take it back."

After everyone quieted down, Zhanfeng continued: "I, Yunshan Zhanfeng, formally accept Xia Fan as a disciple, that is, to represent Yunshan in the battle. If there is a challenge, just go on stage."

Xia Fan was angry and shouted at him in a low voice: "The more you talk, the more outrageous! How can I beat the one below?"

Zhan Feng spoiled him to his soul, turned his head and smiled coquettishly and leaned closer to Xia Fan and whispered: "If you lose, you lose. Yunshan is worthless."

Xia Fan's jade-like little face flushed, and he was half-coquettish and half-blaming: "Nonsense!"

Zhan Feng had just announced Xia Fan's ownership in front of all sects in disguise. He was so happy, he lightly squeezed the fingertips under Xia Fan's sleeve, and reminded in a low voice: "Don't get hurt, if you can't beat it, you will admit defeat."

Before even a single hair of Xia Fan stepped into Yunshan, he just humiliated Yunshan's old face.

I don't know if Zhan Feng is the spy who sent him to Yunshan?