My sister and I grab a man

At least Wang Chengyu is also a disciple of Xianming Mountain, and he is still the leader of the first disciple. He did not panic in the face of Mo Meng's iron whip.

Looking at his swordsmanship, Xiao Ningming knew it was a good thing, but he was usually blinded by his playful personality.

Mo Meng is a disciple taught by Thirteen Niang, and just because of her title of Master Iron Lady, she knows that Mo Meng's moves are not very gentle.

This iron whip looks heavy, but it can be swung by such a small girl, and it is so strong that it can make marks on the ground.

Wang Chengyu walked among the iron whips, although it was difficult for him to get close to Mo Meng's body, he was not hurt by her at all.Now it was Mo Meng's turn to be anxious. Although this martial arts contest was just about moves, she didn't intend to win or lose, but she couldn't touch a hair of Wang Chengyu at all. Suzaku Pavilion was also a famous school, so it was really embarrassing.

Wang Chengyu looked leisurely on the court, holding the sword left and right, and he was not in a hurry to attack Mo Meng.

"I didn't expect Wang Chengyu to have such talent." Xiao Ningming originally thought that Bai Qianqian would not be interested in this kind of slapstick, but she put her hands on the table and watched with relish.

Seeing Xiao Ningming turning his head to look at him, Bai Qianqian looked a little uncomfortable, and then said: "If senior brother comes, do you have to compete with these people?"

"Your senior brother's breath is not right, if he comes, I will not let him go on stage." Xiao Ningming said.

Just when the two were talking, Mo Meng had changed his tactics, retracted his iron whip and attacked Wang Chengyu straightly, causing a burst of exclamation from the side.

When Wang Chengyu saw that she was unarmed, he didn't want to really hurt her, so he could only draw out the scabbard at his waist to meet her.

Mo Meng seemed to have expected that he would not be able to do anything to the woman, and when he was about to change hands, he quickly threw out the whip again, whipping Wang Chengyu alive.

"Okay!" Seeing Wang Chengyu lying on the ground, some people who were dressed in similar colors to Mo Meng's clothes shouted. Those were the disciples brought by Zhuque Pavilion, and they raised their fists to cheer for their senior sister.

On the other side, the disciples of Xianming Mountain who watched the battle looked at Zhuque Pavilion, not to be outdone, and quickly shouted: "Brother Wang, come on!"

"Yes, senior brother! Come on!"

Knowing that he underestimated the girl in front of him, Wang Chengyu got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body.

Mo Meng was holding a whip in her hand to prepare for battle, her expression was indifferent: "Just use your sword."

Wang Chengyu smiled helplessly: "Then respect is worse than obedience."

In the next second, the two immediately wrestled together.

Gan Huaiyi, who was sitting on top of the chief, was not focused on the two people who were competing on the stage, but looked at Xiao Ningming who was on the side watching platform, and only saw Xiao Ningming and Bai Qianqian sitting there, both the master and the apprentice could see Appearance with relish.

"Where's Lin Che?" He asked Yue Huaikui beside him.

Yue Huaikui was focusing all his attention on his apprentice. When Gan Huaiyi asked him this question, he didn't react immediately. He followed his gaze and saw Xiao Ningming before recovering: "After stabbing Bai Qianqian last time, I have been waiting for him for a while. In the courtyard wall."

"Can you punish him tomorrow?" Gan Huaiyi raised his eyebrows.

"No, it seems that he is pleading guilty." Yue Huaikui said, "But it seems that he also feels that he has been wronged."

Gan Huaiyi was silent for a while, and said: "Invite him over later."

"Senior brother wants him to take the stage?" Yue Huaikui asked.

"Yes." Gan Huaiyi smiled, "Such a genius, why not show it to everyone?"

Xiao Ningming naturally couldn't hear the whispers of the two immortals on the chairman, he only saw Wang Chengyu's sword forcing Mo Meng back again and again, and finally used his unique skill, raised the sword towards the sky and drew a thunder light to strike down, right in the middle At Mo Meng's feet.

Mo Meng was so frightened that his feet were unsteady, and he was about to lose his center of gravity and fall down, but Wang Chengyu quickly grabbed his hand, turned around and took it into his arms.

"Acceptance." Wang Chengyu smiled with his arms around Mo Meng's waist.

"I admit defeat!" It was the first time Mo Meng was hugged by a man like this, and she pushed him away with a blushing face and shouted.

Seeing that his senior brother had won, Xianming Mountain burst into cheers, many of them whistled and joked with the two on stage.

Mo Meng just saluted to everyone, and then hurried off the stage.

"The aptitudes of the disciples under Bei Mingzuo are all so powerful. If the head of the fairy accepts disciples, why not take back a guy who reaches the sky." Iron Lady Ying Shisan looked at her disciple's disastrous defeat without any dissatisfaction on her face, but Said to Gan Huaiyi on the chair.

"Thirteen Niangs, don't be joking. Although Cheng Yu looks stubborn at ordinary times, ordinary people don't see his hard work in private. Being able to win is a departure from his usual hard work." Gan Huaiyi said looking at Wang Chengyu, who was enjoying the cheers from the audience.

"Hmph, I heard that the fairy head invited the Qingyu Sword Immortal this time." Thirteen Niang looked at Xiao Ningming, and she made a sound with internal force. There is a disciple under the Immortal Throne, who is a genius in the sky, and it is rare to see him."

This Thirteen Niang probably heard the wind in Xianming Mountain and knew about the rumor that Gan Huaiyi wanted to take Lin Che as his disciple.

Xiao Ningming didn't panic when he heard that he was being called, and sat down calmly poured a glass of wine and raised it towards Ying Shisan: "Iron Lady is joking, my disciple has a bad temper, what a genius. "

"The Sword Immortal wants to hide his beauty in a golden house, and he doesn't want us to meet this talented young man?" Ying Shisan also toasted, and the disciple of the Vermillion Bird Pavilion who was sitting next to her heard her words, and reminded in a low voice:

"Aunt Thirteen, that's not how Jinwu Zangjiao works..."

"You don't care how I use it!" Ying Thirty also reprimanded back in a low voice.

The disciple suffered a lot and could only bow his head: "Yes..."

Xiao Ningming didn't expect that Gan Huaiyi didn't say anything, but the person from Zhuque Pavilion wanted to let Lin Che take the stage, so he continued: "Iron Lady, it's really a coincidence, my traitor made a mistake some time ago, and now I'm imprisoned You are not allowed to go out in the hospital."

"That's a pity, I don't know how skilled the disciple next to Sword Immortal is?" Thirteen Niang laughed, "Now that Xianming Mountain and Zhuque Pavilion have sent rookies to the stage, wouldn't Sword Immortal also send a disciple to the stage? Compete?"

Anyone who has been in Taoism for a long time will know what Ying Shisan is referring to. The three major immortal sects that once ruled the four directions are nothing more than Xianming Mountain, Zhuque Pavilion and Lingxiaomen.

What Ying Shisan meant was that two of the top three tyrants had already played. As the successor of Lingxiao Sect, how could Xiao Ningming not send someone.

These words are completely provocative. Everyone knows that the sudden incident in the Lingxiao Sect led to the destruction of the sect, but Xiao Ningming, the head disciple, refused to revive the sect no matter what.

Ying Shisan was poking Xiao Ningming's sore spot vigorously.

Ying Shisan just can't stand such an irresponsible man, and now he has found a female disciple who looks exactly like his master, it's really disgusting!

Ying Shisan's words silenced the field, and even Gan Huaiyi didn't know how to smooth things over, but Bai Qianqian, who was sitting beside Xiao Ningming, stood up, stepped on the side of the viewing platform and floated to the middle of the platform.

"Your Majesty Qingyu Sword Immortal, Bai Qianqian, please give me your advice!"

"Qian'er!" Before Xiao Ningming had time to react, he saw Bai Qianqian standing on the fairy platform and drew out his sword.

She still has injuries!

Xiao Ningming said worriedly in his heart, but seeing Bai Qianqian standing in the middle of the fairy platform with her back straight, she seemed to be determined to win back face for him today.

"Who wants to be my opponent?" Bai Qianqian said loudly.

"If you want to be able to fight against the disciples of Sword Immortal, you must be the disciples of Xianming Mountain and Zhuque Pavilion." Ying Shisan looked at the small girl on the stage with a contemptuous expression, then turned to face the disciple of Zhuque Pavilion. The disciples asked, "Who among you would like to compete with this white girl?"

The seats in Suzaku Pavilion were dumbfounded.

They all knew that Tie Niangzi couldn't understand the Sapphire Sword Immortal, and she was anxious to make him look ugly, but he was still a disciple of the Sword Immortal after all, and no one wanted to be hated by the Sapphire Sword Immortal in the future.

"I come!"

The one who made the sound was one of the seats in Xianming Mountain. Everyone looked surprised when they heard his voice.A young man in golden clothes flew out from the crowd and landed on the stage.

"Xianming Mountain disciple, Nie Yang. Please teach me, Miss Bai!" Nie Yang said to Bai Qianqian, cupping his fists.

That is Nie Yang?

Xiao Ningming looked at the people on the stage in surprise.

Also surprised was Nie Linping, who was sitting next to the chief and behind Song Huaixing, Xu Qing's real person.

"Why is he up there!" Nie Linping looked at Nie Yang on the field, and forgot to control his emotions for a moment.

Song Huaixing looked at this scene and burst out laughing: "I heard that this Bai Qianqian is also of mediocre aptitude, and she doesn't like to practice kung fu and Qi on weekdays. Isn't it just right for your little brother!"

"But Master, the royal family cannot participate in such activities!" Nie Linping frowned, his face full of irritability.

"What's the matter? It means that the royal family who are destined to become real dragons cannot participate in such activities." Song Huaixing glanced at him, "Just like Nie Yang...letting him participate is also good to calm down the resentment in his heart .”

Song Huaixing paused, then said: "Just let him go."

"Yes, Master." After hearing what he said, Nie Linping couldn't say anything more, so he could only take two deep breaths, and sat there quietly to watch the battle seriously.

Bai Qianqian looked at the person who flew onto the stage, and asked doubtfully, "It's you?"

"It's me." Nie Yang had already drawn his sword, "Miss Bai, let's not talk much, let's prove ourselves with our own strength!"

After that, he took the sword and stabbed it.

Although the Famous Immortal Conference did not restrict other participants except for the royal family, the outer disciples of Xianming Mountain rarely participated in this kind of event, and generally they just sat in the auditorium and watched the excitement.

One is fear of losing face, and the other is fear of getting hurt.

Fighting with these people with real guns and real knives will definitely not be popular as an outer sect.

Today, Nie Yang played rashly, which really surprised everyone present.

His identity was not a secret at all, and now he was fighting with the disciple of Qingyu Sword Immortal on the stage.

The people at the table looked at this scene with different expressions.