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On the opening day of the Zongmen Grand Competition, there was a fine weather, the sun was shining brightly, and the sky was blue.Hundreds of disciples who participated in the Grand Competition were lined up on the square of Wuregan Peak according to their sects. They wore the Taoist uniforms of their respective sects, their faces were solemn, and their fighting spirit was high.There are more than a dozen chairs placed on the main hall, facing the hundred-man brigade.The children are leading the sect masters and peak masters to sit on the wooden chairs.

Fei Ye also followed the little boy's guidance and sat on the arranged seat. Looking around, she found that there was a smiling Immortal Doctor sitting on the left, a serious Venerable Mo Zhu sitting on the right, and Fa Zaizong's son on the right. Master Yan Xun... Fei Ye looked very depressed at Fei Lian who was thousands of miles away. . .

Who the hell arranged this place!You think labor and capital have a good relationship with medical immortals, and you can't put the master and this group of powerful venerables together in such a foolish way!Didn't you see that group of peak masters from Shangxuzong are all stuck together!What is the meaning of isolating me like this!

Fei Ye was roaring in her heart, but unexpectedly her gaze fell into Nangong Liyoutan's eyes below her, and her mood immediately calmed down.Nangongli's figure was particularly easy to find, it was in the first row of Shangxuzong's team, and Nangongli's black clothes were more conspicuous among Shangxuzong's blue and white robes, and they could meet each other with just a turn of their eyes.

The eyes of the two were intertwined in the air, and neither of them moved away. After a while, Fei Ye couldn't help laughing, and Nangong Li also evoked an invisible arc.

After laughing for a while, Fei Ye suddenly felt like she was secretly looking at her first love girlfriend in high school, and then silently threw this idea out at the beginning, and began to listen carefully to the opening speech of Shouxing Xianzun.

Half an hour later, Zai Feiye had almost fallen asleep listening to it, and was complaining about it. Sure enough, the speeches of leaders in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, are so stinky and long. After the last headmaster finished speaking, the deacon and elder gave an order to judge The elders were separated in different venues, and the Zongmen Dabi finally started under the eyes of everyone's anticipation.

Fei Ye got up and wanted to find Nangongli to watch the game at Jindanqi Stadium. Although the five-player melee was too chaotic and meaningless, as a responsible teacher, Xiao Su Xiaoer still wanted to watch the match when he was about to play, so he Turning around, he asked Mu Yisheng: "Is the Immortal Doctor going to watch the competition?"

Mu Yisheng laughed: "I'm not here just to see the beauties, where the beauties go, I will naturally go there!"

Fei Ye twitched her eyebrows, couldn't help but wait and see if there was anyone around, and found that there were indeed several eyes looking at this side.Damn!The leaders haven't left yet!Can you pay attention to the occasion when you talk nonsense!I really want to spray blood on your face!

Fei Ye finally held back, took a deep breath and asked, "Then together?"

Mu Yisheng nodded with a smile, and when Fei Ye turned his head, he found that Nangong Li had already walked in front of him, and beside him stood Comfortable who had just come over from the guest room.

Seeing Comfort, Fei Ye thought of Jun Lu, since Hua Luochen saved his life after being hit by a rotting corpse last time, but the ghost stayed for too long, Jun Lu's heart was damaged, and he hadn't recovered for a while , and asked: "Is Junlu awake?"

Shaking her head comfortably: "I haven't woken up yet, the playboy is taking care of him."

Fei Ye nodded, thinking that this thing floating around is really amazing, it can put the protagonist down, but it is too dangerous for Hua Luoshen to be alone, so she asked Comfortable to go back and take care of Hua Luoshen.

When the three of them arrived at the fourth and fifth venues of Jindanqi, the two venues were already crowded with people three times in and three circles out. The personal disciples of the master of Jianfeng peak, these two people have a higher chance of winning, so many of the onlookers are disciples of Rui Jianfeng. When the three of Fei Ye passed by, those disciples automatically gave way to the front row. Ye waved his hand, signaling that he would not step forward to watch.

Naturally, Fei Ye couldn't go forward to watch, who made his apprentices in the fourth and fifth venues, and the venues were still separated by a distance of more than ten meters. Only by standing on the periphery can they be seen from a distance.

Fei Yi thought to himself that it's a good thing that these two are not divided into the first and sixth venues, otherwise I would go directly to the Nascent Soul Stage match.

"Is there anyone you know well?" Mu Yisheng asked when he saw Fei Ye stopped between the two places.

Fei Ye nodded, pointing to the five people standing beside the ring and said: "The young man with the blue hairband in the fourth stage is my second apprentice Han Zhijing, and the man in white with a silly smile on the fifth stage is mine." Big apprentice Jinsu."

Mu Yisheng took a look at the two he was referring to, and laughed lowly: "How come your little apprentice is as good as your senior apprentice, and even better than your second apprentice, you really deserve to be a master!" What a bias."

Fei Ye turned her head and glanced at the silent Nangongli, and said in her heart, that's not true, the boss was raised by me, I don't know where my heart is!But even if I'm biased, I didn't give any guidance to these three apprentices. At most, I gave Nangongli some ideological education, so I can only say that BOSS is really talented!

While chatting, the judge elder in the distance beat the gongs and drums, and the contestants walked up to the ring and stood still.Mu Yisheng only glanced at it and said, "Your apprentice has the best chance of winning."

Fei Yi listened to his words and explored the cultivation of the five people on the fifth stage, and found that they were all young monks who had just entered the golden core stage. Among the five, Jinsu's cultivation was the highest. As long as there were no accidents, whoever would win There is no suspense.As for Hanzhijing, Fei Ye took a look and found that apart from Fazaizong's bald head, who was also at the late Jindan period, the 'really handsome' who had agreed with Nangongli to let him abuse him was also among them, and In just a few days, he has reached the late stage of Jindan. I don't know if he broke through it or poured it into it, but he is indeed a fellow practitioner with Han Zhijing now, and his heart is really narrow. But, now it happens again.

Outside the arena, the Elder Judgment sounded a gong, and the five people on the field moved after hearing the sound, forming their own camps.

Fei Ye was not worried about Jin Su, so she only took one look and then set her sights on Han Zhijing.

The five people on the fourth arena were very scattered, all from different sects, so they did not trust each other, formed an alliance, and fought against the enemy together like other monks of the same sect. After the gong sounded, they fought chaotically as Fei Ye expected When he got up, he would fight anyone he saw, but Fazaizong's bald head just kept dodging and didn't fight back. Because the situation was too chaotic, no one paid attention to his situation.

In addition to the members of the three sects, there is also a sword cultivator at the early stage of Golden Core and a talisman cultivator at the mid-stage of Golden Core in the fourth field. After fighting for a while, the members of the three sects had the same idea. guy get down.

So after a fierce offensive, the sword cultivators and talisman cultivators of the two other sects were thrown off the ring, and then as if agreed, Han Zhijing directly fought with Li Zhenshuo, and Fazaizong The bald man stayed by and watched, sighing from time to time, but unfortunately no one looked at him.

Han Zhijing seemed to be getting stronger, and the eighth move of Liuyun Sword, which he had never practiced well, can now operate freely.Li Zhen was unable to fall behind, his sword crossed Han Zhijing's vitals, without the slightest awareness that the competition would not hurt people's lives, Han Zhijing was unprepared, and was stabbed in the right leg, causing the people in the audience to sigh.

Han Zhijing narrowed his eyes, lifted the sword from his foot, stood firm on the spot, and threw the sword in his hand to the ground, calling out the Liuyun Sword in the suspicious eyes of everyone.

The disciples of Ruijian Peak exclaimed, it turned out to be the sword of the peak master. Few people knew about Fei Ye's replacement of his natal sword, and Han Zhijing seldom used Liuyun Sword, so many disciples didn't know that Fei Ye had died. Giving Liuyun to Han Zhijing, everyone speculated about the peak master's intention.

The moment Han Zhijing got the Liuyun Sword, his lips curled up, and the sweat on his forehead glistened under the bright sun.

Li Zhenfeng sneered: "Could it be enough to change the sword?"

After speaking, he waved his long sword like lightning and stabbed at Han Zhijing's throat. Han Zhijing tilted his head slightly, and Liuyunjian threw out a sword flower, which crossed Li Zhenshuo's lower abdomen at an extremely tricky angle, and bowed his head again. Pulling the sword up through his armpit, his left arm was broken in an instant, and the severed limb flew directly to the bald head's feet.Li Zhenshuo let out a cry of pain, and he was already a one-armed hero when he was standing. Han Zhijing kicked him off the ring, and the people in the audience avoided one after another. Han Zhijing, not long after, two Wuliangzong disciples came and carried him away.

Fei Ye exclaimed and shook her head, thinking, she deserves to be a labor-management apprentice, so cruel!

The disciple of Fazai Sect took a little breath away, withdrew his gaze from the severed limb, looked at Hanzhijing, and said, "Amitabha!"

Suddenly there were a few disciples discussing.

"I didn't notice it just now. This person is Master Yan Xun's apprentice He Li. I heard that he was trained as the next generation suzerain."

"This is the famous young Bodhisattva of Fazai Sect!"

"So Han Zhijing has a chance of winning against him!"

Hearing their discussion, Han Zhijing said impatiently: "Hurry up, you guys are the slowest buddhists, why are mothers-in-law and mothers coming to participate in the big competition?"

"That's not right," the disciple of the Fazai Sect shook his head. "When it comes to martial arts, you don't want to win or lose. You should be calm when you win, and you should be calm when you lose. Let nature take its course and strive for what is inevitable. You should enjoy it, go to the end, and pursue it." Boundaries are supreme."

Han Zhijing was too lazy to listen to his rationale, Liu Yun threw out the sword flower, layers of sword energy condensed into a blade, and flew towards He Li.Seeing this, He Li just closed his eyes lightly, clasped his hands together, and muttered silently, but nothing appeared, but those sword qi blades stayed one meter away in front of him, unable to move forward, and shattered and dissipated after a while.

Seeing this, Han Zhijing raised his sword and slashed at He Li, but the sword was not touched, but was bounced back. Han Zhijing became impatient, and poured spiritual power into the sword, condensing more than a dozen air blades and stabbing away, that He Li However, he still stood there and thought about it, the air blades would turn into nothingness within one meter of him.

Fei Yi thought to himself that it turns out that Buddhist cultivation is the real big trouble, just standing there chanting scriptures without avoiding it, letting you do it, but you just can't beat him, talk about Taoism, compare this person, who's really Handsome' counts as wool!

Han Zhijing was obviously a little angry, and he used the ninth stance that he had never dared to use. He straightened his body and transported his spiritual power to the sword. Produce hundreds of drops of water.

"It's rain-dispelling, the ninth form of rain-dispelling!" The disciples in the audience exclaimed.

Fei Yi frowned. Dispelling the rain is the last move of the Liuyun swordsmanship. He had practiced it before in the snow mountain retreat, and he knew that this move relied on spiritual power. The faster it is, the more corrosive it is. He once condensed thousands of drops at one time, and instantly pierced a piece of ice stone to pieces.

Thinking of Fei Ye's frown, Han Zhijing had exhausted his energy to fight against Li Zhenshuo before, and this time he could condense hundreds of water droplets, which may have exhausted his energy. This move is too reckless.

As expected, after Han Zhijing pointed his sword at He Li, he lost his strength and became listless.And those water droplets hit He Li directly, and they were no longer the previous air blade. Most of the water droplets penetrated the barrier He Li built. Some small holes were corroded on the sleeves, but the body was intact.

Everyone took a deep breath and lamented that they were indeed Master Yan Xun's apprentice.

Han Zhijing had exhausted his spiritual energy, seeing him dodging, knowing that he was powerless to fight any more, he curled his lips and lowered his head and said, "I admit defeat."

He Li nodded, said "Amitabha!" and walked off the stage slowly.

The gong sounded, "Fourth field Fazaizong He Lisheng."