stop!That silly white sweet rabbit smashed

At the same time, in the inner city of Lietian City, there is a martial arts field for Zongmen.

The tall young man was walking slowly in the aisle between the martial arts platforms with a big black knife on his back, completely confused by the surging crowd around him that was several times more than his impression.

Could it be that he hasn't returned for many years, and these new juniors have finally realized the importance of actual combat ability?

Looking blankly at the bustling martial arts arena, the young man thought of it.

After all, he had personally witnessed the scene where these "young masters and ladies" were desperately nestling in their caves all day long, thinking about breaking through. Taiwan and people exchange some strategic technology.

Thinking about it now, if he could have caught up with such a trend of being able to learn and be aggressive back then, he wouldn't have run out of the sect with a knife in his hand...

The young man who was unpredictable and mischievous in the world could not help but calm down, retracted his scattered eyes and looked at the fighting platform, and finally realized that since he returned to the palace, he had been floating out of the surroundings all the time. The sense of disobedience——

No, if this is a martial arts competition, why is there no one on the stage?

Scratching the back of his head in puzzlement, the young man finally took a breath, and grabbed a young disciple who was running inside in a hurry.

"What's going on today?"

There was no greeting, it was very clean.If it wasn't for remembering to bring a tone later, it wouldn't seem like asking a question, but rather like interrogating a prisoner.

The young disciple, who was originally well-behaved, was suddenly dragged to ask questions by a guy he hadn't seen before. He couldn't help feeling a little bit dissatisfied, but when he fixed his eyes on this tall and burly "blocker", he instantly felt lucky that he was still there. Before he had time to react, he became a little sheep without claws with a playful smile, and explained in a good voice, "Isn't this the newly recruited disciple of Venerable Yaoxi who wants to compete with Senior Brother Li Mingyang? Everyone is in a hurry Go watch the fun."

Yaoxi was Chu Xiaohe's Taoist name after he became famous.

With a flick of his brows, he guessed a general young man raised his brows, his serious and indifferent facial features showed full momentum, and he spoke with a hint of admonishment that he hates iron for being weak.

"Nonsense! It's really nonsense! Now that you have entered the immortal sect, why do you still have such a sense of utilitarianism!"

While speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the young disciple who was so frightened that his complexion turned pale and he shrank his neck and said nothing. He was even more furious. .

"Where's Bai Jinyun! The whole mess has become like this, and he, a senior, doesn't care about it! Didn't see him for a few years, so he died!"

The young disciple, who was held back by the young man and couldn't leave even if he wanted to, wanted to cry without tears.

Obediently, who is this person?How dare they teach their next head so blatantly.But don't make a swollen face to pretend to be fat, he can't bear to be involved in this.

The young disciple shrunk his shoulders and desperately reduced his sense of existence, sweating profusely, and was racking his brains to think of a way to escape, when he finally ushered in the great savior in his life who "defies power".

I saw this savior wearing a long blue dress, with snow-white spun yarn lightly wrapped around a pair of slender wrists, accompanied by waterfalls of blue silk fluttering in the wind, in the holy light pouring down from the sky, when It's really full of fairy spirit, as sacred and beautiful as a nine-day goddess floating down to earth.

In the end, when the young man's eyes were flooded with infinite expectations and fell on the beautiful and delicate face of the woman, his whole body trembled, his legs were so weak that he almost fell to his knees——

What is this evil star!

Meng Wenrou.The second disciple under the head seat.A soft sword in one hand made him superb, and his fairy-like appearance was well-known both inside and outside the country.It's a pity that this aunt is gentle in her name, but she lacks in temper!The famous femme fatale.Tossing people is one hand after another, which is very scary and unremarkable.In Lietian Palace, apart from the unrecognizable Palace Master of Shenzao Palace, this Buddha is the one who offends the most.

The most poisonous woman's heart.I think there were rumors in the palace that it was far better to be dragged by senior brother Li Juechen and Li to the martial arts field than to be spotted by senior sister Meng Rourou - because in the former, you would at most "injure your tendons" One hundred days of bone-shaking", the latter you will have to "burn incense and go to Buddha for 500 years".

But now, this great god not only looked at him many times, but also talked to him! ! !

Obediently.So, from now on, he can still have a future...huh?

The ashen-hearted young man watched in amazement that Meng Wenrou directly crossed his footsteps towards the strange young man, lost his mind for a moment, not knowing whether he should lament this man's extraordinary blessing, or lament that this man's road ahead is bumpy. (Perhaps what he should do most is reflect on his own life experience?)

However, no one wants to take care of the juvenile's messy thoughts.

Meng Rourou looked at the young man who was no different from a few years ago, rolled up the gauze near her hand provocatively, raised her hand to cover her lips and smiled, but her black pupils were as cold as ice, without the slightest interest.

"I didn't expect you, Juechen, to join in the fun. I guess today is really interesting?"

The young man pursed his lips and remained silent, but the raised mountains between his eyebrows became more and more obvious.

Huh~ It's okay, it's okay, it's not talking to him.Anyway... wait!Juechen... Li Juechen? ! ! !

The young man who suddenly thought of a certain possibility only felt his eyes go dark, and with a "bang", he really fell to his knees on the ground. When the young man who was so scared that his legs went limp came back to his senses, he was already gone. The figure of two people.

Naturally, the two leading figures at the other end would not spend time on such trivial things at this time. Li Juechen, who had found a better commentator, followed Meng Wenrou and began to rush towards the crowd without saying a word. center closer.At the same time, the benefits brought by high-level cultivation showed the tip of the iceberg——

"Tang Mingxiu? Surnamed Tang?"

"That's right~." Meng Wenwen's smiling Yanyan made the exquisite pendant on her body jingle, her beautiful eyes were bent, and she looked at Li Juechen who was walking beside her with a half-smile, and teased intentionally , "Speaking of which, the Tang and Li families have always been on good terms, maybe this little junior brother was taught by you when he was a child. I don't know if he has left trauma to his fragile little heart~"

"The ability is not bad."

Listening to the remarks of these disciples, the senior brother named Li Mingyang who is said to be very powerful has already been kicked off the stage by Tang Mingxiu, and now, this is already the tenth person who has gone up.

Too lazy to plot with this unpredictable senior sister, Li Juechen calmly changed the subject, stepped forward, and when he landed, he was already on a high platform with an open view several miles away, facing the man standing in front of him with his hands behind his back Greetings respectfully.

"Uncle Master."

"sit."

"Yes."

Li Juechen, who knew that a man meant no need to be polite, nodded, and did not plan to sit on the high chair behind him, but stood on the right side of the man, one step behind.

The central martial arts arena is specially provided for the disciples to start the competition. Each arena is built independently. It looks like a huge column on the outside, but inside it is a large number of grandstands. At the best viewing angle, a special "seat area" for high-rises is opened.

In the past, any "spectator" in this area would have attracted the attention of other disciples, but today is an exception-now, not only is there standing here the Master of the Sixth Peak who has just returned from the outside world. Li Juechen, along with Meng Wenrou, the lord of the Seventh Peak who came together, and Bai Jinyun, the future quasi-sect heir and the lord of the second peak, and Chu Xiaohe, the lord of the Nine Heavens Palace and the number one Dharma cultivator in the world. !

However, even with such a gorgeous and powerful lineup, they still haven't attracted the eyes of many disciples from the fighting arena!

"boom!"

"Assignment."

After another disciple entered the stage and was mercilessly kicked off the stage, Tang Mingxiu still had a leisurely smile on his lips, nodding his head to this "senior" who was full of unwilling eyes without blushing, politely Made a "please" action.

……

"Fuck! This guy is too arrogant!"

The casual and leisurely actions, as if they were not engaged in several fights, but took a walk around their back garden on a whim obviously made some people feel unbearable anger and hatred, but compared with the silent scene around Speaking up, although these specially suppressed complaints are not enough to be drowned in the crowd, they will not appear too abrupt - at least, even if you hear a lot of movement below, whether it is the people on the "VIP Seat" or the Tang Mingxiu himself didn't even intend to care about it.

"I……"

"Juechen, go and try."

The young disciple who had raised his hand aggressively to go on stage blushed instantly, and the anger suffocated in his chest almost burst the veins on his forehead.It's just that he can't say anything.Because even if they haven't seen the deity with their own eyes, Li Juechen's name is enough to make most disciples forget and stop.

The disciples recruited by the inner sect of Hunting Sky Palace are indeed the elite among the elite, but this does not mean that everyone will have the opportunity to stand out.In the tide of competition that is more terrifying than the outside world, these smart people who are already superior may choose the more sensible path of being wise and protecting themselves, which makes them lose their original vigor and drive—just like now, young people are almost He crushed his finger bones, but he didn't dare to object in front of Li Juechen and Chu Xiaohe—Tang Mingxiu thought that this was probably also a hurdle between the inner disciples and the core disciples.

"Brother, please give me more advice."

"Please."

Cautiously making an invitation gesture, Li Juechen slowly withdrew his hand, reaching for the thick and simple black knife behind his back.

With a domineering and steady momentum approaching, Tang Mingxiu frowned, chuckled, and then flipped his wrists, a dazzling silver light turned into a slender ice sword with a bone-piercing chill and held it in the young man's hand .

Reiki sword.

This young man in his twenties is actually a sword cultivator at the spiritual stage!

With a sudden shock in his heart, Li Juechen gradually tightened his knuckles holding the handle of the knife, his eyes filled with overwhelming fighting intent.

"It's terrible. He awakened a lion that had been sleeping for more than ten years."

"Unfortunately, he is still too young."

Looking at the two confronting each other off the court, Bai Jinyun took Meng Wenrou's words and shook his head with emotion.

If they were in the same era, perhaps the outcome of these two people would be uncertain, but after all, Tang Mingxiu was only in a period of spiritual solitude.