Only senior brother is amazing

Xie Juan nodded slightly, a smile naturally appeared on his face.

He Bei asked concerned: "Brother, are you going to play soon?"

Xie Juan hummed, and looked behind He Bei.

"Senior Brother He, you are really good." Song Liuying's voice came from behind He Bei.

He Bei looked back at him and smiled: "Junior Brother Song will also behave well later."

"Okay." Song Liuying seemed troubled.

"Don't be nervous." He Bei patted Song Liuying on the shoulder to cheer him up.Then his eyes returned to Xie Juan: "Brother, I'll watch you from the stage later."

Xie Juan said lightly, "Okay."

Song Liuying looked down at her slightly shabby rusty sword, and thought to herself, I hope he can win a good ranking. If he can win the first place in the group, he will be able to stand on the martial arts platform and be beaten by He Bei when he receives the prize flower in the afternoon. seen.

To Song Liuying's surprise, Xie Juan suddenly took extra care of him and said, "Junior Brother Song, just perform normally, don't be stage fright, this kind of competition pays attention to quick wins, remember not to leave too much room for the opponent at the beginning."

He Bei didn't expect Xie Juan to know Song Liuying's shortcomings like the back of his hand.

Perhaps it was because of He Bei's close relationship with him, Xie Juan paid more attention to Song Liuying when he taught the outer disciples on weekdays.

He found that Song Liuying was well-behaved, open-minded, hardworking and careful, no wonder He Bei liked him.He Bei heard that Song Liuying was often bullied by other disciples before, so he cared more about Song Liuying in class.

Probably this is Aiwujiwu.

He Bei is the first in the group stage.About an hour later, in the large group of the third to fourth products, the first place in each group will draw lots and compete again, and finally two people will be selected. These two people will have a final competition to choose the leader of the large group.

While waiting for the gap in the next game, He Bei followed Xie Juan to the Neixiu stage.

In his last life, he was bedridden due to injuries, and he did not see the process of Xie Juan becoming the leader.

Xie Juan climbed to the inner show stage, and the person who confronted Xie Juan was Wu Nuo, an inner sect disciple of Xiafeng. One of the most proud disciples, a rare martial arts prodigy, and one of the disciples of Xiafeng Elder Sheng Xi Shengzong who received his true biography before his death.

No matter in terms of age or qualifications, Xie Juan is no match for Uno.Therefore, most people silently bet the odds on Uno in their hearts.

The Danyang swordsmanship used by Wu Nuo emphasizes the purity to oneness and the extreme of pure yang, which can only be practiced by those who have no distracting thoughts, abandon the six desires, and have a pure and pure mind.Wu Nuo's wisdom root was damaged when he was young, and he was a bit stupid, but luck and misfortune depend on each other, so he can better comprehend Danyang swordsmanship.Cut off the three thousand troubles in the world of mortals, and only seek the unity of the sword between heaven and earth, and be invincible.

Facing the strong opponent Wu Nuo, Xie Juan didn't show any fear, Shen Xuejian lit up like a white practice.Facing the ancient, clumsy and vigorous Danyang swordsmanship, Xie Juan calmly dismantled his moves, and Shen Xuejian stabbed down the sword light and stardust, like falling flowers. It is strict and fierce.He advances by defending, and is not eager to win. He gradually turned from the initial indiscrimination to the upper hand.

He Bei's eyes were bright, and his gaze closely followed Xie Juan on the Neixiu stage.

"Xie Shaoxia's Luochen swordsmanship is really powerful." Ke Jun's voice rang in He Bei's ear.

He Bei thought, why is there him everywhere.Just now when he was competing with Duan Zhen, he caught a glimpse of Ke Jun watching from the corner of his eye.

He Bei crossed his chest and glanced at Kejun, and said jokingly, "Sister Kejun, show me your Ten Thousand Swords Guiyi anytime."

But Jun's voice was as soft as spring water: "Although Wan Jian Gui Yi is my unique skill, I can't use it easily. It consumes a lot of internal energy. Waiting for the day when I draw my sword and face a strong enemy, maybe He Shaoxia can see it."

Kejun's ten thousand swords are one, and one sword can pierce countless sword shadows, just like ten thousand swords, and each sword shadow is not a phantom, but a real one carrying Kejun's powerful and terrifying internal force.

A single illusory sword shadow can kill people invisible, not to mention thousands of sword shadows.

Jinglian once said to He Bei that even though she and Kejun are both in the ninth rank realm, instead of fighting against each other, they can only fight to a tie.

On the inner stage, the duel between Xie Juan and Wu Nuo has reached its climax.Wu Nuo has also used the best part of himself. Xie Juan's swordsmanship is flexible and his moves are graceful, which is also a kind of enjoyment for the viewers.The phantoms of blue and white pierced out were like the two blue and white snakes in mythology. Together, they made countless waves. He finally used the trick of "falling flowers and returning to dust" to force Wu Nuo to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The pain was not serious. minor internal injuries.

Xie Juan apologized slightly: "Senior Brother Wu Nuo, I have offended you."

Wunuo people are very stupid, he will not care about these things with Xie Juan, the victory or defeat is a martial arts attempt, he said that the defeat is the disadvantage.

In fact, He Bei saw that Xie Juan had enough room for Wu Nuo. Wu Nuo was older than Xie Juan. Judging by Xie Juan's sensible personality, he would naturally not push Wu Nuo too hard. If you don't stay, even winning is controlled just right.

Xie Juan retracted his sword and flicked his sleeves, and came down from the stage with a calm face, attracting the attention of the onlookers.

"Brother, it's amazing."

"Xie Shaoxia, it's amazing."

The compliments of He Bei and Ke Jun hit Xie Juan one after the other.

Xie Juan humbly said: "We are lucky to win."

Ke Jun said with a smile: "Xie Shaoxia, after the Zhenwu Conference is over, do you have time to compete with me, I really want to learn."

"But Miss Jun's swordsmanship is superb, so Xie won't make a fool of herself."

Xie Juan was declining.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a discussion, not a competition, Xie Shaoxia will do his best."

Facing Kejun's invitation again, Xie Juan hesitated for a moment and finally nodded. After all, as a member of the host, he did not want to refute the face of Beifu Temple.He heard from Elder Xu Tang that Beifu intends to join the Zhenwu League.

If Beifu really joins the Zhenwu League, it can be said that it will get a favorable arm.After all, the North Mansion and the Southwest were originally one. After the separation of the Li Kingdom, the North Mansion and the Southwest have been in a state of non-interference. If the Bei Mansion really joins the Zhenwu League, the Zhenwu League's position in the inland of Zhongzhou will become extremely important.

Xie Juan is really happy for Zhenwumeng.So he has a little more respectful attitude towards Kejun.

Xie Juanfeng turned around and said, "Miss Jun, please be merciful when the time comes."

"Xie Shaoxia don't have to worry." Ke Jun smiled touchingly.

He Bei had to sigh, although Kejun is a man, he can dress up better than women, knowing what most men like.The black hair is half-armed, without too many decorations, only a light pink apricot flower is placed on the sideburns, which makes his skin whiter and snowier.The small and delicate tip of the nose was a little reddened by the wind.Feeling that He Bei was looking at him, he immediately raised his eyes and looked back at He Bei with a slightly shy look, charming and full.

Xie Juan noticed the subtle gaze between He Bei and Ke Jun, and his heart seemed to be pricked by the tip of a needle.It seems that from the moment Kejun appeared, He Bei paid much attention to him.

Bo Lin happened to appear next to Ke Jun, looking at He Bei warily.

"Cousin, Grandmaster He and the hall masters of the Zhenwu League are looking for you to discuss important matters."

But Jun said regretfully: "Okay, I'll go right away. Xie Shaoxia, He Shaoxia, excuse me."

Bo Lin took Ke Jun and left in the direction of the meeting hall.

The competition of the Zhenwu Conference is still going on.

Xie Juan heard that a disciple of the Qingyun Sect directly broke through the realm of the fifth rank and jumped to the sixth rank while competing on the martial arts platform. It was rare for him to be interested in watching.Pulling He Bei from Neixiu Terrace to the Lecture Stage, all he saw was a huge crowd of people.

He Bei and Xie Juan could only watch from a distance.

The crowd was noisy, and the two contestants jumped like ghosts on the distant lecture platform.

Seeing that the disciple of the Qingyun faction was about to win the match, he stabbed at the opponent of Fengyu Sword Village with the winning sword, the stabbing was at the throat, but he had his own sense of propriety, and planned to stop when he was a few inches away.

However, when the disciples of the Qingyun sect never thought of it, when the sword stabbed out, he did not pour too much true energy and internal strength for safety reasons, and only planned to win the game smoothly.Unexpectedly, a powerful internal force from behind pushed his wrist precisely, and he couldn't help moving the blade forward a few inches. The sword cut through the throat of the opponent's disciple, and the opponent's disciple's throat hurt, and he was deeply surprised Of course.

There was a sigh of relief from the audience, all of them were amazed that this Qingyun sect disciple didn't show affection to his opponent, but in the next second, the blood of all the spectators would freeze, and even a few ear-piercing screams were set off.

The moment the sword blade sliced ​​through the opponent's throat, the Qingyun sect disciple's wrist was pushed vigorously by an invisible internal force. With this push, the long sword directly penetrated the opponent's throat.

Before this poor Fengyu Jianzhuang disciple could catch his breath, he opened his eyes angrily, bloodshot eyes burst, and he fell straight backwards, with blood splashing continuously from his throat.

The Qingyun Sect disciple was splashed with blood all over his face. He looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, the hand holding the sword hilt trembled uncontrollably, his whole body was chilling, cold sweat came out from his back, his feet seemed to be fixed in place by nails, and he felt I feel like I am dreaming, and I must not just believe that the scene in front of me is real.

The person must not have been killed by him.

The sudden commotion in the crowd made He Bei and Xie Juan a little curious. They only saw a figure on the stage fall down, but they couldn't see the details clearly.

Someone yelled, "Killer—"

The dead disciple was named Zhou Ying, who belonged to Tang Yuan.His classmates rushed to the stage one after another, lifted his body up, sniffed with a glimmer of hope, and found that he had completely died.

The disciple of the Qingyun Sect tilted his body, knelt down on the ground, held his face in his hands and began to cry, "It's not me...it's not me..."

Before everyone could react, a gust of internal force swept towards the martial arts platform.The disciples on the martial arts platform were thrown to the ground one after another.

The raised dust dazzled everyone's eyes.

Before everyone recovered from the original shock, they saw more than a dozen figures in the surrounding green forest.

These dozen or so figures were dressed in black one after another, like phantoms, they went straight to the martial arts platform.

Some of the disciples gathered on the martial arts platform had not reacted yet, but their throats were cut by those extremely fast saber lights, and they were injured and fell to the ground, and some died directly.

"Where is the villain! Hurt my fellow disciple."

There was a commotion on and off the martial arts platform, and the only elder sitting in the audience at that time was Jing Lian.Several other elders are discussing matters with the various hall masters of Zhenwu League in the meeting hall.

Jinglian's immediate reaction was to rush up to the stage, draw her sword and fight with those black shadows.

Soi Ying's martial arts are superb, but Jing Lian has just left the customs, and she is at the peak of her strength, so it is not difficult to fight them.

He Bei thought, the Zhenwu Conference in the previous life did not happen like this.

He couldn't guess the origin of these shadows for the time being, but his first reaction was to leap to the martial arts platform and help Jing Lian to fight those shadows together.

In the last life, before the catastrophe of exterminating the family, Jianzhuang had never been attacked by this type of attack.

He Bei's nimble skill directly dragged a black shadow. He knocked the weapon held by this person to the ground with a few moves, and imprisoned his arms behind his back. Originally, he wanted to take a look at the villain's veil. However, the man twisted his body forcefully to escape, and He Bei grabbed his collar instead, and He Bei yanked his collar violently, revealing a conspicuous mark on the back of his neck.

A reddish-brown six-petaled flower.

- is the symbol of Jinghua Palace.

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