Fighting the Martial Universe

　　 The relationship between Elder Qingfeng and Elder Yaohe is very good. Originally, Elder Yaohe didn't intend to teach Zhou Yuan.

　　 However, for the face of Elder Qingfeng, he taught Zhou Yuan for a few days.

"Zhou Yuan, I heard Elder Qingfeng said that Elder Yaohe also praised you, saying that you are a once-in-a-century farming genius. This time, in the Peak Master Competition, you can compete for the first place in both martial arts and farming. One."

　　 said the handyman disciple.

　　 "Elder Yaohe really praised me, and he plans to accept me as a disciple. It is said that he is the assessment elder for the Peak Master Competition and the farming competition."

　　 Zhou Yuan's face also showed a confident expression.

　　 Elder Yaohe wanted to accept him as a disciple, obviously because of his talent for farming, thinking that he was the best farming talent among many handyman disciples.

　　 "What? Elder Yaohe wants to accept you as a disciple, or is it an appraisal elder for a farming competition? That's no need to compare."

　　 The handyman disciples put out the wildfire, and their eyes showed pride.

　　 As far as they know, all the handyman disciples on the mountain, the strongest, but the sixth-level imperial qi, and those who can reach the seventh-level imperial qi, basically become beginner disciples.

　　 And Zhou Yuan is talented, and among the six layers of imperial Qi, absolutely no one will be his opponent.

　　 "It is said that the peak master competition is based on points system, three competitions, as long as two get first, basically you can lock the championship."

　　 said the handyman disciple.

　　 Hearing this, Zhou Yuan also showed a smug expression on his face.

　　 In his opinion, the void battlefield is just the beginning. How can Zhang Mofan get the first place?

In the 　　 Peak Master Competition, he must be able to shine. As for Zhang Mofan, he can only be unknown.

　　 When the time comes, the gap between Zhang Mofan and him will get bigger and bigger.

　　 Zhang Mofan returned to Qiuye Peak with many disciples. The handyman disciples also roared and said, "Happy, it's really happy, you didn't see their expressions."

　　 "Haha, I have never been so happy."

　　 Those handyman disciples all felt very relieved.

　　 However, Wang Miaomiao was worried and said: "Zhang Mofan, you burned their spiritual rice field, and they won't let it go."

　　 "Don't care, even if I don't burn their spiritual rice fields, they won't come to deal with me? We shrink back ignorantly, can only encourage their arrogance, I have not been afraid of him in the battlefield of nothingness."

　　 Zhang Mofan smiled coldly, without any fear at all.

　　 "However, that guy also participated in the Peak Master Competition, and he actually participated in two competitions. If I can match him, I am afraid there is no chance."

　　 Wang Miaomiao said.

　　 Although she was also a sixth-layer imperial qi, she was not Zhou Yuan's opponent.

　　 "Then let me compete for you."

　　 Zhang Mofan said.

　　 "What? Replace me?"

　　 Wang Miaomiao was slightly startled, and said in confusion: "Even if you replace me, you can't be Zhou Yuan's opponent."

　　 "Isn't there still seven days left? As long as seven days later, I can make another breakthrough, promote to the fourth layer of imperial qi, it is not impossible to defeat it."

　　 Zhang Mofan said, frowning, this is indeed very difficult for him.

　　 At this time, Bai Qiu also flew over and asked, "What did you guys do? You shouldn't suffer, right?"

　　 "Senior Sister Bai Qiu, Zhang Mofan burned Qingfeng's spiritual rice field. Have you not seen how wonderful the expressions of those handyman disciples are."

　　 said one of the handyman disciples.

　　 "Zhang Mofan, you did a good job this time, and didn't let your brother get angry."

　　 There was also a slight smile on Bai Qiu's face.

　　 "This matter is all because of me, so I naturally want to let out such a bad breath."

　　 Zhang Mofan replied.

　　 "Zhang Mofan, follow me, someone is looking for you!"

　　 Bai Qiu said, walking directly to the top of the mountain, leaving a beautiful back.

　　 Zhang Mofan showed a confused expression on his face. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't expect who would come to look for him.

　　 Could it be that Elder Yaohe has investigated the whereabouts of the Huoyanfeng clan?

　　 With doubts, he directly followed.

　　 Soon, he followed Bai Qiu to an attic.

　　 This attic is used to entertain guests. Usually, seed disciples come to visit and they will receive them here.

　　 "Sister Bai Qiu, who is looking for me?"

　　 asked Zhang Mofan.

　　 "Is the patron of Wanjuan Pavilion."

　　 Bai Qiu Road.

　　 "Pavilion Master Wanjuan Pavilion? What does he come to do with me?"

　　 Zhang Mofan raised his brows.

　　 "Is it because of "Ten Fang Sword Formation"?"

　　 Zhang Mofan quickly guessed the reason.

　　Because, the only thing he had a relationship with Wanjuange was the fragment of "Ten Fang Sword Formation".

　　 followed Bai Qiu and entered the attic.

Inside 　　, there was an old man in a white robe, sitting aside with a leisurely expression.

　　 Zhang Mofan swept away his spiritual thoughts and blended into the old man, only to find that blended into a ball of cotton, there was no feedback at all, giving him a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.

　　 "Is it?"

　　 Zhang Mofan's heart trembled, and a thought popped up in his mind, which could no longer be suppressed.

　　 "The only one who can invalidate my spiritual thoughts is the legendary powerhouse."

　　 Zhang Mofan secretly took a breath.

　　Because, he was the first time he really met a strong man of this level face to face.

　　 "Are you the handyman disciple who exchanged the scroll?"

　　 The old man in white robe looked over, his slightly stale face, with a touch of peace.

"Yes!"

　　 Zhang Mofan nodded.

　　咻!

　　 The white-robed old man raised his hand~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Holding a scroll in his hand, it was the last scroll of "Ten Fang Sword Formation".

　　 "I'll be straight to the point."

Pavilion Master Wanjuan looked at Zhang Mofan and said bluntly: “The other two fragments should be on you? Although I don’t know, why don’t you keep the practice for yourself, but I want to buy two of you. Fragmented rolls, you open the price."

　　 Zhang Mofan frowned.

　　 Sure enough, the other party was interested in the two fragments.

　　 "If you don't know how to speak, I will give you a good price."

The owner of the Wanjuan Pavilion has a single hand, a square wooden box lined up on a table beside him, and said: "This thousand-year-old snow root is definitely worth more than your two fragments, and it’s for your current Cultivation is also of great help. How about this exchange with you?"

　　 Thousand-year snow roots?

　　 Zhang Mofan's eyes were cold in vain.

　　 This thing is a rare spiritual root that can improve the cultivation of a warrior in the imperial state.

　　 This kind of spiritual root is not seen in ordinary places at all, for him, it is undoubtedly a treasure.

　　 Exchange those two broken scrolls, the absolute value.

　　 Moreover, "Ten Fang Sword Formation" didn't have much effect to him, and it didn't make much sense to stay by his side.

　　 It can be said that this sale is very worthwhile.

　　 However, he still remained calm, his expression unchanged, and said, "My Lord Pavilion, this, I'm afraid it won't work."