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"As long as Luo Yu can shine in the competition in the secret place, plus his previous contribution to the sect and his performance in the summit meeting, even if we make an exception to let him practice the top ten swords in the earth level, no one can say anything"

Lin Sheng said with a smile.

"Ha ha Younger martial brother, it seems that you are also very interested in this little guy. It's not your temperament "

Da zhangzun gave a faint smile and didn't deny Lin Sheng's idea.

"Well, well, you have time to tell Luo Yu about this. By the way, when the people from Jiufeng sword Pavilion and yuzhuzong come, you are responsible for entertaining them"

"OK, elder martial brother, if there is nothing else, we will leave"

"farewell to dazhangzun"

Lin Sheng and Du Heng get up to bow to dazhangzun, and then they leave.

"Jiufeng sword Pavilion, Yushou sect, ha ha, Zixia Tianzong won't lose this time"

... "

A few days later, the people of Jiufeng sword Pavilion first arrived at Zixia Tianzong, while Lin Sheng and a group of Wu kings were responsible for the reception.

"Hahaha, master Lin, I heard that you are married to Emperor Daohui. Congratulations to master Lin"

in the reception hall of Zixia peak of Zixia Tianzong, Ouyang LiXiao, the elder of King Wu in shenhuojing of Jiufeng sword Pavilion, said.

Ouyang LiXiao is dressed in a black robe. His face is thin, his eyes are slightly sunken, and his face has a beard. He looks strange but he is the strongest king of Wu in Shenhuo of Jiufeng sword Pavilion. I'm afraid his strength is no less than that of Lin Sheng.

"Ha ha, thank you very much. Come on, brother Ouyang. Are you coming to Qin? It's even more difficult to come to Zixia Tianzong. I hope you'll be more polite"

Lin Sheng laughs and gives Ouyang LiXiao a little hug.

"You're welcome, master Lin"

"by the way, Yuxin, please take your disciples from Jiufeng sword pavilion to visit our Zixia Tianzong"

Lin Sheng said to a woman in blue who was a superior deacon beside him.

"Yes, martial uncle!"

The Deacon Yuxin bowed to Lin Sheng, and then led the ten disciples of Jiufeng sword pavilion to leave the reception hall and visit Zixia Tianzong.

Lin Sheng and Ouyang LiXiao are talking in the hall.

Deacon Yuxin takes beiyixue and others to travel in Zixia Tianzong and constantly introduces them to the public.

Among the ten, beiyixue, a woman in green, was silent and indifferent, while others were full of curiosity.

Zixia Tianzong as the most good at array, these strange buildings have different functions..

They also came to the central square of Zixia peak. In the center of the square are Biwu terrace and Zixia stele, and the four halls, such as Qinglong, Baihu, Xuanwu and Zhuque, are suspended above.

At this time, there were also some disciples in the competition field, and they were fighting fiercely.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the four suspended halls are the residences of the four masters of our sect, and in the center is the Zixia stele of our young disciples of Zixia Tianzong"

Yu Xin explained with a smile to the ten people and walked over.

"Zixia stele, which is said to be able to automatically record the fighting scenes of disciples and rank them, is similar to the Jiufeng sword score of Jiufeng sword Pavilion"

everyone was surprised.

"Eh, isn't Ye Han the number one in zixiabei? How did he become Luoyu?

a young man was surprised and said that this young man had long hair, high nose, silken eyebrows, thin lips, and two points in length. Behind his back was a red sword with a length of 1.4 meters, a handle of 1.5 feet long and a face of 1.5 palm wide.

"Ha ha, elder martial brother Ximen, you don't know how to practice in the sword world all the year round. It's said that Luo Yu is the new born genius of the state of Qin. He joined the sect more than ten years later than ye Han, but he defeated Ye Han and became the chief disciple of the ten core of Zixia Tianzong new"

another disciple of Jiufeng sword Pavilion explained with a smile.

"Oh, and this kind of thing, I'm ignorant"

the young man nodded.

Ximen Huaqing, the second best swordsman in Jiufeng sword spectrum, is ranked in the strength list of Jiufeng sword pavilion's disciples. He has extraordinary strength in kendo, and his own strength is also smart and perfect.

"Yes, younger martial brother Luoyu is indeed a rare genius in Daqin, and like you, he is also a swordsman, or a heavy sword runner"

deacon Yuxin said with a smile. When she mentioned this young man, her beautiful eyes also had a glimmer of brilliance.

"Oh, swordsman, it's still Epee, interesting"

Ximen Huaqing's eyes shine a little, while beiyixue still looks cold.

"Elder martial sister Yuxin, how about we have a friendly exchange with your disciples?"

Simon Huaqing said suddenly.

"Friendship Exchange?"

Deacon Yuxin was stunned by the news

Ximen Huaqing smiles and doesn't say much. With a little bit of ground on his toes, he shoots up and falls lightly on the competition field.

There are also two fighters in Ningyuan realm in the competition field. Zhenyuan explodes, and the defense runes on the ground flash. The fight is also very hot.Two or three hundred people were cheering around.

After Simon Huaqing came on the court, he just fell in the middle of the attack. A knife and a gun stabbed Simon Huaqing.

"Be careful!"

The two of them suddenly saw one of them rush into their attack, and their faces changed greatly. If they killed this man, they would bear the responsibility.

Ximen Huaqing's palms were in front of him, and the red Zhenyuan came out, forming a Zhenyuan body protector.

Bang, Bang!

Two people's attack bombards on his true yuan protection body, true yuan protection body is unscathed.

Shua Shua! Then he suddenly shot two red sword Qi from Zhenyuan's body and shot them on their shoulders.

They covered their shoulders with a cry of pain.

As the light flashed away, Ximen Huaqing's figure showed up and gave a smile to the people here.

"In Ximen Huaqing of xiajiufeng sword Pavilion, I heard that all the disciples on the Zixia stele were masters of the same generation. I heard that they were famous on the Zixia stele for a long time, so I challenged the disciples on the Zixia stele of Guizong. All the disciples on the Zixia stele I Ximen Huaqing would fight"

this remark immediately caused an uproar among the disciples below.

"Jiufeng sword Pavilion is a member of Yanguo Jiufeng sword Pavilion!"

"Tut Tut, I'm so crazy that one person even said to challenge the elder martial brothers on the whole Zixia stele"

"hurry up and invite the elder martial brothers on the Zixia stele. The people of Jiufeng sword Pavilion want to choose a place"

the two or three hundred disciples of Zixia Tianzong around all showed a trace of anger. This man suddenly appeared and hurt his disciples, but also threatened to challenge the whole Zixia stele People on the street.

Zixia stele is the rank that all the disciples of Zixia Tianzong yearn to step on. How can it be despised by the disciples of other schools.

All of a sudden, many of the disciples left to call people, and some of them were waiting.

"Elder martial brother Ximen, it's not good for us to do this"

a disciple of Jiufeng sword Pavilion below said with a bitter smile.

"Hey hey, don't worry, it's just a duel, but it's no big deal"

Simon Huaqing smiles indifferently. At the same time, his eyes look at beiyixue, the woman wearing a green dress and holding a white sheath sword.

North also snow is still a face of indifference, but eyes more two points interested in the look.

"Hey, boy of Jiufeng sword Pavilion, I'll meet you"

at this time, a rough and crazy voice sounded, and a big man with high muscles and short hair jumped into the competition field.

"Brother Weng, brother Weng..."

As soon as the man came out, the people of Zixia Tianzong began to cry out.

Weng Wei, the 15th disciple on the Zixia stele, was cultivated in the early stage of lingdongjing.

"Well, it's OK. In the early stage of smart mood, it's very good. I only use the real amount in the early stage of smart mood"

Simon Huaqing nodded.

"Hum, boy, Zixia stele can't tolerate your contempt. Look at the move!"

In Weng Wei's hand, there is a Zhang Long halberd painted by Fang Tian. Waving the halberd, the real yuan of purple thunder is surging, and there is a faint roar of thunder.

Weng Wei is a strange warrior on leiling peak.

Ximen Huaqing's Zhenyuan is surging. Huoxing Zhenyuan's power is condensed into a long red sword and Yuanqi. This guy doesn't even use his own weapon, but uses the Yuanqi condensed from Zhenyuan.

The power of the yuan weapon condensed by the true yuan force is much worse than that of the treasure weapon, and it has no ability to increase.

Weng Wei looks angry. Ximen Huaqing really only uses the same amount of yuan as him, but he only uses yuan weapons to deal with him. He looks down on people.

"Damn it, watch it

Weng Wei's body turned into a ray of thunder. He waved Fang Tian's painting halberd and chopped down Huaqing.

Boom!

There was a faint sound of wind and thunder breaking through the air, and there was a series of electric arc in the air.

Simon Huaqing's face didn't change, but his body turned into a red sword light.

Bang!

Weng Wei's blow fell to the ground. Zhenyuan exploded and the runes on the ground flashed.

Shua!

At this time, a red sword light suddenly appeared around him. Weng Wei's face changed and he quickly stepped back. However, the sword light flashed across a wound on his chest, and his blood was flowing.

"So fast!"

As soon as Weng Wei's face changed, he quickly swept across with Fang Tianhua's halberd. Zhenyuan formed a turbulence of thunder, which enveloped the square hundred meters in the thunder.

All the fighters in this range are influenced by thunder. It has to be said that the real yuan fighters with different attributes are not easy to deal with in the same level.

Shua!

His sweeping wave was on Simon Huaqing's body, but then his face changed. It was like sweeping on the air.

True yuan shadow!

"Brother Weng, be careful!"

At this time, there was a cry of surprise from the crowd. The Ximen Huaqing appeared on Weng Wei's head at some time and thrust a sword at Weng Wei.Weng Wei's scalp was numb and he was shocked, but it was too late to flash.

Shua!

The sword suddenly stopped when it was only a foot away from his head. It turned into a stab and slapped on Weng Wei's body. Weng Wei flew off the competition field.

"Brother Weng is defeated so quickly?"

Zixia Tianzong's disciples looked at each other face to face. Before they could fight, their men had already lost.

Whoosh, whoosh!

At this time, several streamers from the eight peaks flew here, and the news that the disciples of Jiufeng sword Pavilion challenged the disciples of Zixia stele spread.