The scorching sun is in the sky, but it does not reduce the enthusiasm of the rising sky of Tianxiu Peak.

There were long queues of disciples from Tianxiu Peak winding in front of Kuixing Pavilion, and many disciples who were waiting for the trial whispered to discuss the progress of the trial.

"How come the people who were eliminated in the trial seem to be fewer than when they entered?" One of the people in the team looked at the eliminated disciples who were disheartened and walked down the mountainside on the other side, muttering quietly, counting, but it always didn't match the number.

"Are you stupid? You can't even count? Now the two teams of Senior Brother Chang Xi and Senior Sister Cheng Yi are still in Kuixing Pavilion, and Hong Chuan, who is usually not visible and does not appear to have been eliminated."

A disciple standing behind the man looked at the guy in front of him and still couldn't count the serious numbers after grinding for a long time. He couldn't help but say with contempt.

"Then, don't we have a chance?" The group of disciples around him suddenly became active when they heard this conversation, and they were eager to try it out. However, they did not notice that the inner disciples who were responsible for maintaining order around him looked pity when they heard the sound.

High above the mountainside, a quiet path broke out next to the winding mountain path. At the end of the path, an ancient pavilion stands on the edge of the cliff. In the pavilion, two figures of blue and white with swords stood side by side, overlooking the crowded Kuixing Pavilion under your feet.

"Senior Brother Yanzhang, how many people do you think will eventually pass the Kuixing Pavilion trial in the outer sect?"

Qing Feng asked Senior Brother Yan Zhang beside him.

Senior Brother Yanzhang followed his master a year earlier than him, and his cultivation level has entered the late stage of the Golden Pill Realm. Although his cultivation level is profound, he never shows off and is generous. He is also generous instructing his junior brothers and sisters. He is an unanimously recognized senior brother in the inner sect of Tianxiufeng. This time, Senior Brother Yanzhang has made great contributions to his successful advance to the Golden Pill Realm.

Yan Zhang pondered for a moment and shook his head, "It may be arbitrary. The hope for the outer door this time is really not great. Only Cheng Yi and Chang Xi have a little chance to touch the threshold of the fifth floor. But if that thing is really as you said, as long as Chang Xi can persist to the fifth floor, his chances of winning will be much higher than others."

"Are two people? As long as they can really pass the trial, then our Tianxiu Peak will not have to sit in the last seat among the Nine Peaks." Qing Feng sighed when he heard that Senior Brother Yan Zhang's not optimistic estimate.

Yan Zhang raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but say happily: "Don't be heard by the people from Dan Shen Peak and Divine Artifact Peak. If you are heard, you might have to fight to the death. Really, as long as the two of you pass the trial? Don't sprinkle salt on other people's wounds, just let us be shameless, and others don't have any face?"

"Ah hahahahaha."

Seeing the two brothers who were no one around laughing without any scruples, if the disciples of Tian Xiufeng saw this scene, they would not be able to believe their eyes. It turned out that Senior Brother Yan Zhang and Senior Brother Qing Feng, who had always been kind, were actually a pair of black-hearted live treasures in private?

Just as the two of them were smiling and leaning back and forth, an inconspicuous red dot lit up in the middle of a jade plaque hanging on Yan Zhang's waist, but it took only half a cup of tea to go out and lit up a higher place on the jade plaque.

Yan Zhang, who grabbed the jade tablet, smiled solidified on his face, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face and exclaimed in a low voice: "How is this possible?"

Qing Feng also recognized this thing, which was the black jade plaque used to control the situation in Kuixing Pavilion. The master handed the black jade plaque to Senior Brother Yanzhang, who was fully responsible for the trial of Kuixing Pavilion. Although he recognized the black jade plaque, he had no idea about the meaning of the flashing red dots. He couldn't help but ask carefully: "Senior Brother Yanzhang, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Zhang forced himself to suppress his emotions and hung the black jade plaque back on his waist. The eyebrows were deeply twisted into the character Sichuan, and he looked at Kuixing Pavilion not far from his feet, without saying a word.

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The third floor of Kuixing Pavilion is like the vast martial arts field under Tianxiu Peak, where two figures confront each other from afar.

Chang Xi held the hilt of the sword in his back hand and dared not relax at all. He was the most familiar with the person in front of him. But at this moment, the heavy pressure that was inadvertently emitted from the leisurely figure was only felt by Chang Xi for a moment on the bearded shopkeeper of the Tibetan Hall. The hand holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help but clench it quietly, mobilizing all his spiritual power, and the sea of ​​blood in his chest was about to touch.

Jindan realm, Qingfeng teaches.

"I said, "Boy Chang, don't you even say a greeting when you see the teacher?"

A look of anger appeared on Qing Feng's face, and he took a step forward and asked loudly. Chang Xi heard the sound but saw no reaction. Instead, he bent his left foot, which was bent into a bow, took a step back, and kept the same distance as Qing Feng. No more or less, just ten feet.

Qing Feng saw Chang Xi taking a step back, and the steps that he wanted to continue to move forward stopped. His eyes narrowed into a thin slit, and his blue shirt was windless, and a dangerous aura was revealed all over his body.

Chang Xi felt that the scattered light in his narrowed eyes made people feel a tingling feeling of pain in his body. His eyes staring at him were so awkward that they were about to cry. Chang Xi was shocked, and he dared not wipe it with his hands. In a trance, he heard a loud shout in his ears and suddenly exploded!

"Crossing the green gang in sleeves!"

Chang Xi's eyes were blue, and a large amount of spiritual power gathered on his eyes, causing unbearable swelling and pain. Chang Xi opened his eyes wide and looked forward, and saw a strange evil look surged on Qing Feng's face. He swept out his right sleeve robe, and a long blue sword hidden in it shot out from the wide sleeve robe, and the sharp roar that cut through the air made the eardrum feel painful.

Chang Xi's reaction was extremely quick. The Jinghong step he took was already very familiar with. Without waiting for the blue sword shadow to come to his body, his body leaned to the right, and Yuehong, who held the hand in her hand, was unsheathed at the same time, and slashed her hard at the sword shadow that was about to pass by.

But a scene that shocked Chang Xi appeared!

Yuehong, with a strong sword light, slashed hard in the empty space. The tip of the sword slashed into the ground paved with green jade, and fell into it like cutting tofu. The blue sword shadow stopped without any warning and drew a large circle from the hilt of the sword. A strong wind spun the sword body and slashed towards the gap in Chang Xi's neck.

Chang Xi, whose face changed drastically, dared not hold back. The sea of ​​blood was boiling, and the abundant force spread throughout his body. The degree of lifting the sword increased significantly. Just as the blue sword shadow was about to slash on his neck, he finally blocked the fatal blow. Yuehong and Qinggang collided violently and sparked a handful of sparks. Chang Xi's eyes passed through a fleeting firelight and clearly saw Qingfeng's face ten feet away with a playful smile.

The blue sword shadow floating in the air failed to pursue the victory without a hit. The sword body was breathing a spitting out a spiritual light like a living creature, as if it was mocking the embarrassment of the person under the sword.

Taking this opportunity, Chang Xi opened the distance between her and Qing Feng. Although she was already twenty feet apart, she still had no sense of security.

"Is the magical sword-control technique in the Golden Dan realm?"

Chang Xi held Yuehong's right hand and trembled slightly. The powerful force that slashed on the "Sleeve-rolling Green Gang" that was wrapped in the power of the golden elixir was no less than the powerful force that covered the top and down the first layer.

Only when you reach the Golden Dan realm can you fight with your natural flying sword so easily and freely.

Chang Xi had previously wondered why the evil cultivator who was only in the middle stage of Qi Refining Realm in Dawu Mountain could control the blue wolf teeth.

Later I learned that in order to gain the power of his own realm, some evil monks did not hesitate to use themselves as a Gu, and used their own essence and blood to cultivate evil weapons day and night, so that a trace of connection between themselves and the evil weapons could be barely controlled.

It seems that the sword control technique that can be fully mastered only when you reach the Golden Dan realm is so powerful, it is incomparable to the half-baked evil ways of taking advantage of tricks. Now just a Qinggang sword can make you feel so embarrassed.

Despite the huge gap in strength, Chang Xi never had the idea of ​​surrendering in his mind, because only by winning this game can he continue to move forward.
Chapter completed!