Chapter 230

The whole martial arts arena is very noisy.

"Eh, the boy didn't show up..."

He Gong, who sat in the seventh position, was slightly surprised when his eyes slowly swept through the audience and didn't find Qin Yi's figure. Immediately, he shook his head with disdain: "unexpectedly, he was just a coward. He said he wanted to challenge with confidence that day. At the moment, he escaped on the spot. It's ridiculous."

Immortal worshipping and Makita were also looking for Qin Yi in the crowd. Naturally, they were disappointed. Their faces also showed disdain: "after all, it is the potential of 'five rings', which is difficult to become a climate."

Yang Shiqi and Long Yan, the disciples of that sect, were relieved when Qin Yi didn't show up. Qin Yi challenged He Gong. They really didn't have any confidence in Qin Yi, even though he was always making miracles.

Xue Bichen, who was sitting alone, looked calm all the time. She knew what Qin Yi was doing at the moment.

"Today is the third stage of zongmen Martial Arts Association. The top ten inner disciples can challenge each other and compete for ranking. Other disciples, including outer disciples and inner disciples, can also challenge any of the top ten disciples to compete for ranking. Finally, the top ten disciples can get ten Kyushu Lingyuan stones and five three grade pills, For the top five, the reward will be doubled. "

Because the third stage is a free challenge, Linghu hall leader did not delay the martial arts meeting because of Qin Yi's absence. As soon as the time came, he simply announced the competition rules.

"Zhongliang Huang, I challenge you."

At the beginning of the competition, Nalan Yunfang, who ranked third, challenged Zhongliang Huang, who ranked second.

After saying that, she went straight to the challenge arena and shot away. In the blink of an eye, she stood on the challenge arena with green silk and peerless style.

"Na LAN Yunfang, in your eyes, am I really so vulnerable?"

Zhongliang Huang smiled helplessly and immediately stood up and jumped onto the challenge arena.

"Misty hand!"

Nalan Yunfang was very straightforward and didn't talk much nonsense, even when he attacked Zhongliang Huang.

"Shura palm!"

Zhongliang Huang did not dare to be slighted and hurried to fight.

In an instant, the two fought wildly together. Their body shape was close to the limit, dazzling. The vast inner strength of the patriarchal road was constantly surging in all directions.

This is a duel between the top disciples of the sect. Although they are only disciples in the magic trace and the fairy tale, they can kill the high-level forces in any place.

The disciples of the sect below all opened their eyes and stared at the fierce battle between them in the challenge arena. They didn't even dare to get out of the atmosphere. The mighty inner strength of the xuandao rushed like a big wave. The disciples who were closer to the challenge arena hurried back for fear of being hurt by the inner strength of the Zongdao.

A moment.

"Bang!"

Zhongliang Huang was hit by a slender jade palm of Nalan Yunfang and fell off the challenge arena. Nalan Yunfang proudly stood on the challenge arena, looked at the Zhong Liang Huang under the challenge arena, and smiled: "accept."

Nalan Yunfang, the personal disciple of the two elders, is a strong man at the peak of the two realms of Taoism.

"Nalan Yunfang successfully challenged Zhongliang Huang. Their rankings were transferred to each other. Nalan Yunfang temporarily ranked second and Zhongliang Huang third."

Linghu hall leader announced the result loudly.

Zhongliang Huang looked a little gloomy and sat in the third seat.

So powerful!

Until then, the people just recovered from Nalan Yunfang's beautiful and sharp attack.

Those high-level leaders in the sect also nodded and praised Nalan Yunfang's performance.

"Elder martial sister Nalan is great!"

Hongqiu's face was excited and looked at Nalan yunhuang with worship.

Nalan Yunfang's excellent performance also made him worthy of the second elder Yang Yuqing. He nodded his head with satisfaction and felt quite bright on his face.

"Howard, come up. I want to compete with you."

Shi Ji, who ranked fifth, leaped onto the challenge arena and waved to Huo Hua below the challenge arena.

Huo Hua, ranking first among the disciples of the inner sect, is the chief disciple of the sect!

With the challenge of Shiji, there was an uproar on the whole court.

Shi Ji is also his own disciple.

Huo Hua was stunned. Even though he was helpless, he smiled and didn't say much. He jumped gently into the challenge arena.

"Howard, you have always been the object I want to surpass. Today, I must challenge your position as the chief disciple of the sect."

Shi Ji's figure is not tall, but at the moment, he is full of unparalleled power. It's Huo Hua, who has no breath and is no different from ordinary people.

"If you want to shake my chief position, no problem, it depends on whether you have this practice."

Huo Hua smiled faintly: "let's do it."

Shua!

In Shiji's eyes, there was a burning sense of war. The whole person directly turned into a residual shadow and burst out towards huohua. Both the moves and the internal strength of the sect reached a height that ordinary people can't reach.

Huo Hua was quite calm, not impatient, impeccable, and fought with Shi Ji.

With the passage of time, their bodies alternate faster and faster. Finally, they are like a top, so that people under the challenge arena can't distinguish who is who.

"Bang bang!"

With the two people constantly fighting, the sound of air explosion on the challenge arena continued.

"Immortal worshipping, that Shiji seems to be your own disciple. It's good!"

Gongzu and looked at the immortal worshippers among the elders.

"Lord Hui, Shiji, is my own disciple."

Immortal BAIXIAN replied respectfully. His white face obviously had a proud color. Other elders also cast envious eyes at him.

"The three disciples of immortal worshippers are a little better than the other two."

A slightly disdainful voice came slowly. It was elder Jiang who ranked third.

"Elder Jiang, at least two of my three pro disciples are in the top ten, but your three pro disciples are not even qualified to challenge?"

Immortal BAIXIAN refused to accept it and retorted.

"Immortal worship, that's a bad thing. My three disciples are not unqualified to challenge, but I have told them that there is no need to be tired of false fame. It's better to practice solidly." Jiang Changlao smiled.

It seems that these two people are consumed again. The other senior leaders of the sect can't help smiling. These two people are really enemies in previous lives.

On the challenge arena, the fierce battle between Huo Hua and Shi Ji continues.

At one moment, two crazy entangled figures suddenly separated.

The burden has been divided!

Huo Hua was calm and relaxed, with a strong breath rolling up and down his body. He looked at Shi Ji with violent fluctuations in his chest in front and smiled faintly: "Shi Ji, you are still a little short of shaking my chief position. You still need to continue to work hard."

"Howard, why don't you stay in the position of chief for more time? One day, I will compete for it."

In Shiji's eyes, there is still a burning sense of war, and he is not willing to show weakness.

"Shi Ji failed to challenge Huo Hua. Their ranking remains unchanged for the time being."

Linghu hall leader's loud voice echoed in the martial arts arena.

Shiji failed to challenge Huo Hua, which is expected. Huo Hua is the chief disciple of the magic trace and the fairy. It is conceivable that he is completely close to some senior leaders of the sect.

Shi Ji will lose to such a disciple. Not only will he not lose face, but it is also an honor to persist in Huo Hua's hands for so long.

Looking at Huo Hua, who was full of impeccable breath on the challenge arena, and the eldest of the eight elders, he suddenly thought of something at a certain moment, and his look couldn't help darkening.

"Two years ago, if the accident had not happened, he should be the chief disciple of the sect..."

The elder sighed lightly. In an instant, the whole person seemed to be several years old.

The ranking game continues.

On the field, the top ten disciples challenged each other from the beginning. Slowly, there were other inner disciples challenging the top ten disciples. Unfortunately, none of them succeeded.

A moment.

Shua!

A white shadow leaped into the challenge arena. The sinking fish and falling geese were not enough to describe her appearance, and the graceful appearance was not enough to describe her demeanor.

"Xue Bichen!"

Looking at the young girl with green silk flying in the challenge arena, the eyes of the male disciples under the arena suddenly became hot.

"Challenge, yishengjian, ranking ninth."

The soft voice slowly spits out from Xue Bichen's mouth. A pair of beautiful eyes of the peerless girl are burning with an obvious sense of war.

The ninth ranked yishengjian is a young man of about 20 years old. His cultivation has reached the early stage of the second boundary of the patriarchal road. After listening to Xue Bichen's words, I was slightly stunned. Immediately, I showed a trace of enthusiasm: "it is obviously God's favor for me and others can't envy me to be challenged by such a beautiful girl."

His body burst into the challenge arena, and in an instant, he stood in front of Xue Bichen.

"Xue Bichen, can I take it as an honor to be challenged by you?"

Yi Sheng's hands were on his hips and looked like a fool.

Xue Bichen looked indifferent without any waves. She suddenly took out her long sword and slashed it fiercely towards Yisheng: "return to one nine swords!"

The dazzling huge sword awn, with her hard work, when it even broke through the air and came out towards Yisheng, the fierce sword spirit immediately raged throughout the audience, scraping people's cheeks.

Yisheng was surprised and didn't dare to neglect. He suddenly had a square sky painting halberd in his hand: "Tianzhu spectrum!"

In an instant, they fought wildly together.

Sprite's morning demeanor is peerless. Even the fatal attack is full of beauty, pleasing to the eye and feeling is a kind of enjoyment. Her sword is nine in all. One sword is stronger than another, and the sword spirit is higher than another.

As the top ten sect disciples, Yi Shengjian is naturally not weak. A square sky painting halberd almost breaks a void.

However, with the passage of time, Sprite Chen gradually gained the upper hand. Yisheng gradually felt hard, retreated and sweated all over.