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At the summit of the Northern Region, the Blue Wave Mountain, at the peak of the 100,000 foot high Cloud Cliff, two groups of people were silently looking at each other.

A moment later, an old man in a black robe stood up and said, "Young master, I didn't expect an old man like you to still be alive."

After finishing his words. The other party also stood out. An old man in a black robe smiled sinisterly, "You're still hanging on. How could I have been one step ahead of you!"

As he spoke, he let out a cackling sound.

When they heard the other party's insults, they all simultaneously took a step forward. The other side also followed them and took a step forward.

For a moment, the atmosphere on both sides became tense. At this time, the Taoist called Min sneered, "Let's not talk about this in advance. Let me see the disciple you have taught. What do you think?"

As he spoke, he walked out with a black-robed youth and looked at him provocatively. When Demon Sovereign heard this, he couldn't help but let go his throat and laugh, "Same to me. Back then, when we fought, although I only won in half a move, I still won. Who do you think is good to teach as a disciple now?"

When the Demon Lord heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. This caused the righteous side to have a very bad expression. He did not expect that the Devil Sect would actually bring up that matter. For a while, he did not know what to do. After all, this Daoist Min was a pillar of the righteous path.

Just as the Devil Sect was making fun of the awkwardness of this righteous side, a hearty voice broke the situation. They saw the black-robed youth who was standing behind Daoist Min say loudly, "You guys are always flaunting your past achievements, that only means you're not doing as well as before. From the looks of it, there's no need for this competition!" As he spoke, he stood there independently.

When the people on the righteous path heard this, they couldn't help but smile, while the people on the demonic path all cried.

The situation on both sides immediately reversed itself. The black-robed old man nodded his head, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, and he realized that his closed disciple's mind was truly enlightened.

He then looked at her arrogantly.

The corner of the black-robed old man's mouth twitched. He did not expect that this large and foolish man would have such intelligence. He could not help but have a baleful look in his eyes when he looked at the black-robed youth. After a moment of peace, the premarshal cleared his throat and said, "Don't play dumb. It's a mule or a horse."

As he spoke, a young man in a white robe stood up. The sun-like attire and the stern face seemed somewhat out of place. The white-robed youth took over and looked at the black-robed youth. He then said, "Fen Chen."

"Sanjay." The black-robed youth said. As soon as their voices fell, they both simultaneously brandished the long swords in their hands. Two gusts of energy, yellow and black, exploded in the air.

The two of them looked at each other in shock. They never thought that the other's strength would be so pure. The two old men couldn't help but nod their heads and smile in their hearts when they saw their disciple's sudden realization.

All of a sudden, Yu Feng said with a voice transmission, "Tong Min, I didn't expect you to be so incapable. This disciple of yours is quite skilled."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but smile at Tong Min. Tong Min knew that Yu Yuan was laughing at him, but he didn't get angry. Smiling, he replied, "Jiang, you really misled the children. You've almost learned the techniques your master left behind, but this disciple of yours …."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at the Demon Lord in a somewhat teasing manner. He hadn't thought that Tong Min would still be so sharp-tongued. His face changed slightly, but in the blink of an eye, he recovered and said, "Tong Min, don't be happy too early. The outcome hasn't been decided.

As he spoke, he ignored Daoist Min. The two youths, one white and one black, fought in the air from the ground. In the end, they both stood up with bare hands.

From time to time, there would be a lot of noise coming from the martial arts arena. The young generation on both sides would look at this battle with admiration.

The cultivation level of this black robed youth was about the same as Sang Jie, both of them had just reached the late stage of the Void Interpretation Stage. However, the white cloaked, burning black qi was clearly stronger than Sang Jie's yellow qi, however, the black cloaked Sang Jie's qi was much purer, which was why the two of them were fighting to a standstill.

Suddenly, the two of them stopped attacking each other and stood there quietly. The black robed Sang Jie said, "Let's decide the victor with one move!"

As he spoke, he waved his sword and began to condense his Qi. The white-robed cultivator heard the black-robed youth's words, and nodded. Then, he began to brandish the longsword in his hand.

After a while, the two of them simultaneously let out a loud shout. The black cloaked Sangyé roared, "Take this attack of mine, Thunder of the Heaven's Concealment!" The white-cloaked man said coldly, "Let me try my hand at reincarnation."

The sharp Qi of the black-robed Sang Jie shot into the black tornado formed by the white robe Fen Chen. The two forces that had been gathering for a long time clashed against each other in an instant. The faint sound of thunder could be heard from the horizon.

The two young men in black and white robes could not help but retreat for a long distance after staying for a moment. They spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time to indicate the end of the match.

He floated towards his disciple, using his strength to soothe the boiling blood and meridians. Black Robe replied with a hearty laugh, "Same here." I never thought that I would be able to bring up such a good disciple. " TongMin could tell that this was sincere admiration and couldn't help but laugh. "Chu, your disciple is also not bad."

The two elders looked at each other and burst into laughter. For a moment, the people on both sides couldn't help but feel puzzled. Just how did this enemy of theirs become so pretentious?

After a moment, Yu saw how much trouble his disciple was in, so he released him and said, "Tong Min, you and I haven't seen each other for many years. I don't know if we'll be able to improve."

When the same teacher heard this, he understood the meaning behind it. He laughed heartily and said, "Since you are so interested, why don't we find a place to spar with each other?" Hearing this, he said straightforwardly, "Okay, that's what I meant." As he spoke, a black shadow flew towards the horizon.

At the same time, Tong Min also followed after her without lingering for a moment.

With the disappearance of the heavyweight, the scene once again became chaotic. The provocations from both sides became more and more serious.

Just like that, a new round of battles began. This time, it was the disciple of the grey robed elder who had been standing there silently, and also the disciple of Demon Marshall Ye Wu Ye.

Within a short period of time, it was clear who was weaker and who was stronger.

The corner of the gray-robed old man's mouth twitched as he widened his eyes. Seeing the always disadvantaged disciple sorrowful, the gray-robed old man somewhat unwillingly closed his eyes.

A moment later, the crowd that had been discussing quietened down. The gray-robed old man opened his eyes in confusion. He saw his disciple Li You standing proudly in the world, while his opponent had a puddle of blood on his chest not too far away. He was looking at his opponent with an expression of disbelief. He did not expect that his opponent had been concealing his strength from the very beginning, giving him the false impression that he was in the wrong. When he thought of the demonic gate in his final move, he could not help but spit out another mouthful of blood in anger.

At this moment, the teacher of the concrete came over and said, "Now you know that you should also use all your strength to fight the lion and rabbit, right?" With that, he stuffed a pill into Concrete's mouth.

Seeing that they had won, the people on the righteous path all cheered. As for the Devil Sect, their faces were somber. At this moment, a handsome and slim figure stood up and said, "Let me fight in the next round." This voice carried a hint of motherly magnetism. If it wasn't for the fact that she knew he was a man, she would have thought he was a woman from the look on his face and posture.

When the young men of the righteous path saw this handsome man, their eyes were filled with stars. Just when they were fantasizing, a valiant man from the righteous path stood out and shouted, "Miss, you are so beautiful, it is not good to injure you."

As he spoke, he laughed complacently. That handsome man's face became gloomy when he heard the bold words in front of him. He said in a daze, "I am the fiercest person in my life that has ever been called a girl."

As he spoke, he brandished his sword towards the sturdy man. When everyone heard the handsome man's words, there were a few people who were a bit confused. They looked carefully at his chest and realized that this guy was actually a man.

The angered handsome young man desperately fought to the death. If he had a sword, he would stab me, and if I exchanged blows, then he would be on the defensive. However, that sturdy man was sweating profusely, and could only passively defend. Before long, the handsome youth smiled sinisterly and said, "Let's go!"

As he spoke, he swung his sword towards the man's throat. The sturdy man stared at the sudden force in front of him, at a loss of what to do. In the blink of an eye, he was about to die. A green figure flashed in front of the sturdy man, and the handsome youth's energy was also dissolved in the blink of an eye.

The valiant warriors all let out a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, master."

"It's fine. You can leave now, obsidian." The one who spoke was that Green Shadow Daoist.

Seeing the situation, the handsome youth could not help but smile and say, "Could it be that your righteous side can only allow the older generation to step in?"

With that, a few elders walked out from the Devil Sect's side. Their imposing manner was clearly warning the green-robed old man not to act rashly. The green-robed elder laughed. "This is just a matter of juniors. It's best for us old bones to stand to the side."

As he spoke, the flat robed old man walked to the side, and the other old men also took a few steps back.

The handsome youth arrogantly said, "Do you still have people on the righteous path? As he spoke, he actually had the feeling of looking down on the world.

When the righteous people heard the arrogant words of this handsome youth, they couldn't help but glare at him. Wasn't this clearly speaking of righteous people?!

"Yan'er, you can go now!" The white robed old man said coldly. The delicate and pretty Zi Yan was still wearing her purple robe. There wasn't a single ripple on her grave and stern face. Ever since she had seen her beloved fall in front of her, her heart had been broken.

Although he later found out that the violet-haired youth was not in danger of losing his life, the feeling of being imprisoned still made Zi Yan uncomfortable. Thus, for the past few years, Zi Yan had been training behind closed doors, hoping to one day bring him out of that prison.

If it were not for the fight between the Righteous and Evil, Zi Yan would probably still be training amidst the beautiful mountains and waters!

The handsome youth couldn't help but feel a bit surprised when he saw Zi Yan's elegant posture. It was not that he had never seen a beauty before, but rather a beauty with such an aura.

That cold and elegant face, in addition to the purple robe he was wearing, gave him a faintly discernible elegance. He looked like a fairy that had descended from the heavens. The younger generation members of the Devil Sect looked at this cold beauty and were amazed. They couldn't help but think about it.

Zi Yan glanced at the handsome youth, but didn't say anything as she slashed her sword at him. The handsome youth who was still in a daze, suddenly felt that it was too late to dodge the attack. His right arm was slightly bruised. After awakening from his stupor, the handsome youth looked somewhat unhappy at this cold and beautiful purple face. However, after seeing her peerless appearance, his complexion couldn't help but improve.

Thus, he smiled and said, "Beauty, you don't have to be so ruthless, right?" Before the handsome youth could finish his sentence, Zi Yan sent another wave of force towards him.

This time, the handsome concrete easily dodged the attack.

His eyes were vicious. He didn't think that this purple-clothed girl would have such a different reasoning. Just as Handsome Concrete was about to make his move, Zi Yan opened her mouth and said, "People like you are not worthy to talk to me."

As Lin Ming heard this, his complexion became a bit malevolent. He knew that the purple-clothed girl was referring to his beautiful face.

A killing intent was emitted from the handsome concrete body, his eyes were tightly staring at the purple-clothed girl. After a brief pause, Lin Ming raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it at Zi Yan. He didn't say anything. As they looked at each other for a moment, he suddenly slashed down.

Zi Yan struck out with her sword, but she was forced back quite a distance. A stream of blood flowed from Zi Yan's rosy lips.

When the crowd saw this sudden turn of events, they could not help but stare at the handsome youth in shock. Ziyan, who they had thought was their final trump card, had been defeated in one move.

However, the handsome concrete seemed to have suffered some sort of backlash. One hand covered his chest as he muttered, "No one can insult me." Even if it's a girl who makes my heart pound. "

As she spoke, she glared at Zi Yan. Her seductive and fair face became as pale as a sheet of paper. After taking a few breaths, she swallowed a pill. Only then did she feel slightly better.

Her pale face was starting to turn pink, making her look like she was drunk, but if it wasn't for her figure, then she would have been considered a beauty. If it wasn't for that figure, then she would have attracted the attention of some perverted wolves.

Defeated by the martial competition, the righteous side was being suppressed. The upper echelons on both sides looked at each other, but the right side was frowning, while the evil side was extremely arrogant.

Thinking about it, the results of the rookie competition was already clear. It was really awkward for him. Over the past thousand years, there had been countless battles, but none of them were as weak as this generation. It could be said that each generation was weaker than the last!