Xiuxian: I have an equipment bar

"Brother Zhang, you must perform well!"

Seeing the seven huge figures.

Fang Yuan stood behind Zhang Yan, his legs trembling, almost wanting to leave first.

Seven Heavenly Lords!

He Fang Yuan was a genius from the Zhongtu Sect.

What kind of big scene has he not seen?

Don't tell me, he really hasn't seen such a big scene!

In their Tiandao Sect, although there is a cultivator in the True Self Realm.

But that is just a legend.

At least he really hasn't seen it.

And...

Can the True Self Realm cultivators of their Tiandao Sect be the same as the True Self Realm cultivators of the Divine Weapon Pavilion?

They are completely different!

Just like, can the Jindan stage in the Southern Wilds be the same as the Jindan stage in the Zhongtu?

If there is no accident, the Jindan stage in the Southern Wilds will definitely be beaten by the Jindan stage in the Zhongtu.

Don't even think about it.

Of course.

Except for perverts like Zhang Yan.

Otherwise, how can others survive?

"Don't worry, at worst, you can just leave." Zhang Yan said casually without any concern.

He didn't belong to the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

If he lost the bet and the other party still resented him, what else could he say.

Just run away!

Even if other sects didn't want him, he could live well as a casual cultivator.

After all...

He was a man with cheats!

Let's not talk about anything else.

Just relying on his unique skill of refining weapons, he could survive in the Human Race Dao League.

So...

Zhang Yan really didn't have any pressure.

Of course.

If he could, he didn't want to leave the sect.

As the saying goes, it's good to lean on a big tree for shade.

Only by relying on the Divine Weapon Pavilion can he get more magic weapons.

His strength can be further increased.

Therefore, he also valued this bet very much.

"At least I shouldn't lose." Zhang Yan muttered to himself.

Just as Zhang Yan and others were chatting secretly.

The seven huge figures in the sky had already sat down.

One of the figures waved his hand.

A huge arena appeared in the sky.

"I guess you all know the cause of this incident."

"There are some conflicts within our Divine Weapon Pavilion."

"It's no big deal."

"But it can't affect the unity of our Divine Weapon Pavilion."

"So we organized a duel, and whoever wins will be the one to listen to."

The person who spoke was a Taoist sitting in the middle of the seven people.

Zhang Yan knew him.

Or he was very familiar with him.

It was the Fire Dragon Lord.

"So everyone can also be a witness."

As the Fire Dragon Lord's voice fell, everyone present also started to discuss.

Some people thought that the internal conflicts of the sect had reached an irreconcilable point before.

But now it seems...

It's not so bad 1

"I know what you want to see, what you want to see is nothing more than a fight."

"In that case, we won't hide it, the first game is a fight." At this time, the Fire Dragon Lord suddenly laughed and looked at everyone present.

"The first battle, the lower realm cultivators: Zhang Yan, Fang Yuan, Li Shengji, Wu Kaixuan, Liu Yiyi."

"The upper realm cultivators: Dongfang Weibai, Xi Xianle, Long Wenxin, Li Yidong, Wang Yiming."

"The arena is already here, you decide who will go on stage first." After saying this, Huolong Tianjun sat on the chair leisurely, quietly waiting for the performances of these disciples.

"Brother Zhang, I'll go first and lead you!"

Hearing Huolong Tianjun's words, Fang Yuan immediately volunteered.

"Okay, then Brother Fang, be careful." Seeing Fang Yuan volunteering to fight, Zhang Yan did not refuse and directly let Fang Yuan go first.

As the chief disciple of Tiandao Sect.

Fang Yuan's strength is definitely not weak.

It can even be said to be very strong.

The reason why he didn't show it before was mainly because this guy had been with Zhang Yan.

Compared with Zhang Yan.

He naturally looked mediocre.

But!!!

Acting mediocre in front of Zhang Yan, instead of acting like a waste, is enough to show the other party's excellence.

"I am Fang Yuan, please teach me!" On the stage, Fang Yuan bowed gently to the people below.

"Let me meet you."

Seeing Fang Yuan coming on stage, the cultivators from the upper realm also sent out a cultivator.

It was a female cultivator.

She looked like a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old.

Of course.

This is just an appearance.

As for how old she is actually, no one knows.

But since it is the Golden Core Stage.

It is normal to turn sixteen.

"My slave Xi Xianle greets fellow Daoist." Xi Xianle was wearing a thin white gauze, barefoot, with a thin red line wrapped around her ankle, and a golden bell hanging on it.

As she took light steps, the bell kept ringing.

"Fellow Daoist, please!"

Although the other party was just a woman, Fang Yuan did not take it lightly at all.

The other party...

is not simple!

As soon as the other party came on stage, Fang Yuan felt a sense of crisis.

Although this feeling is very faint.

But it is extremely real.

And the one who makes him feel a sense of crisis is not someone else, but the woman in front of him who is talking and laughing.

Therefore.

After the start, Fang Yuan took the lead and made a finger gesture. The sword on his back flew out instantly and headed straight for the opponent's vital point.

He had no intention of holding back.

"Oh, I didn't expect that Senior Brother Fang would not show any mercy to women..."

Seeing Fang Yuan's actions.

Xi Xianle's mouth curled into a beautiful smile, her voice was slightly cold, and her face was even colder, like an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years.

Although she was talking.

But her movements were not slow at all.

She raised her hand directly.

I saw that there were several bells on her white fingers.

Her hands kept waving and shaking.

The bells immediately emitted a tinkling sound.

With the blessing of magic power, an invisible sound wave directly hit Fang Yuan's sword.

"Dang~"

Fang Yuan only felt that his own sword seemed to have pierced something hard, and his flying sword was instantly bounced out.

"I knew it was not simple." Seeing this scene.

Fang Yuan sighed.

Sure enough.

The female cultivators who were selected to go on stage were definitely powerful.

Just like Liu Yiyi in their lower world.

Although she was just a female cultivator.

But her strength should not be underestimated.

"But so what?"

"Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?" Fang Yuan, whose sword was bounced out, was not nervous at all. He just stretched out his hand, and the flying sword rushed towards the opponent at a faster speed.

This sword.

Very pure.

It was just pure speed. With the surrounding sword energy, the air made a sonic boom.

Tiandao Sect is a sword cultivator.

Sword cultivators have always been known for their fierceness and ferocity. The more powerful the opponent is, the more excited they are.

They can even find an opportunity to break through in the battle.

"Cut it for me!"

With his loud shout, a flying sword turned into countless flying swords and quickly stabbed the opponent. (End of this chapter)