"stop!"

"Boy, how dare you."

The examiner and the old man with purple beard took action at the same time.

The examiner's hand-pinning seal suddenly pointed at Xue Peng, and five water chains shot out of the water surface, firmly locking Xue Peng's feet, hands and waist.

Xue Peng's actions were suddenly stopped, and the murderous intent in Zilang's eyes was very strong. When he raised his hand, the sword energy that was about meter long suddenly shot towards Xue Peng's chest.

In the blink of an eye, the sword energy was approaching Xue Peng's chest.

The old man surnamed Qin on the shore said furiously, "The old dog with purple beard actually attacked a junior."

In the flash of lightning, a red light shot towards the sword energy at the same time, but it finally started to slow down and failed to stop it. The sword energy of the purple-bearded old man hit Xue Peng's chest.

At that moment, the thunder power around Xue Peng trembled violently, then shattered and turned into strands of lightning arcs and spread out, and the sword energy hit Xue Peng's chest without any obstacles.

The runes on the inner armor of the chest quickly disintegrated, and a trace of sword energy broke through and began to penetrate into his body, disintegrating his body.

Xue Peng was shocked. Is this the power of a monk? He didn't have the power to resist at all. Could it be that he would die here this time?

"No, never."

In an instant, thoughts flashed through Xue Peng's mind, but in the end he found that in the face of his extremely strong strength, letting him possess many magical curses and Taoist techniques was useless.

The body-protecting armor collapsed quickly, and was about to break the armor and die. Xue Peng's heart was filled with unwillingness and desolation. A strong wind suddenly erupted from the curtain, and the curtain rolled up, and a blue light hit the sword energy.

Without a violent roar or a dazzling light, the blue streamer and sword energy disappeared completely in silence.

Then the woman's voice in the curtain slowly rang out, "Purple beard, you've passed a little."

At this time, the old man with purple beard pretended to be in a hurry and said, "Your Highness, I deserve to die, I deserve to die. I think about the safety of my disciples, but for a moment, I took action without authorization. I also asked Your Highness to punish you for the justice of the fight."

The old man named Qin on the shore cursed when he heard this, "Purple-bearded old dog, you clearly did it on purpose. If Your Highness hadn't taken action, then Brother Xue would have died long ago. You are taking personal revenge."

"Your Highness must not let Zilang go easily. Over the years, his Kongjian Sect has been too domineering. If there is no punishment this time, where is the majesty of my royal court?"

Ziren glared at the old man surnamed Qin when he heard this, and then hurriedly said, "Your Highness, I know that I am guilty. I am willing to apologize to Xue Peng's friend, and I am more willing to apologize to Xue Peng's friend, and a lower-grade spiritual stone of 100,000 yuan to be apologized."

The old man surnamed Qin cursed after hearing this, "You Kongjianmen are so rich. Do you think everything can be solved with spirit stones? Friend Xue Peng will never agree."

At this time, Xue Peng, who was seriously injured, was also helped to come over. For a moment, everyone turned their eyes to Xue Peng again, and Xue Peng said slowly, "I don't agree."

The old man with purple beard changed his expression when he heard this, "Isn't this kid the most greedy for money? How could he disagree?"

The old man surnamed Qin smiled and said, "Good boy, I'm not wrong with you."

The people on the shore also showed a look of pleasure on their faces, and they all shouted, "Your Highness, naturally, openly despise the king's law, and should be punished for their crimes."

The woman's eyebrows in the curtains, Zi Yan is the elder of Kongjianmen. Killing Zi Yan is like intensifying the conflict between Qingcheng and Kongjianmen, which is extremely unfavorable for the entire Qingcheng.

The woman pondered for a moment in the curtain, and finally looked at Xue Peng, her lips moved slightly, and finally the woman said, "Xue Peng, are you also insisting on punishing the purple beard severely?"

Xue Peng coughed lightly when he heard this, his handsome face turned paler a little, and then he smiled and said, "I don't mean that, I mean that a spiritual treasure is too few, and I have to double it."

The woman in the curtain nodded slightly and said with a smile, "So, if you are the master of this palace, I will punish you for Zi Yan, and you will compensate Fellow Daoist Xue Peng for two spiritual treasures, and at the same time, you will pay 200,000 low-grade spiritual stones to whip fifty."

"Two spiritual treasures?" Zi Ran glared at him and said, "It's still acceptable to whip him, but two spiritual treasures and one armor are almost half of his savings in his life. So much is taken away in an instant, so how can he not feel sorry for this!

The woman in the curtain said lightly, "Purple beard, do you have any objections?"

The old man with purple beard twitched the corners of his mouth and could only whisper, "Weichen, no."

When the old man surnamed Qin shook his head and sighed when he heard this, his eyes were no longer so friendly when he looked at Xue Peng, while the rest of the people whispered, "I have known for a long time that Xue Peng is a person who forgets the righteousness when he sees small profits. We are ashamed to be with him for such a person."

"That's right, the old man with purple beard almost took his life. He actually let it go easily, and he was really not at all honesty."

While everyone was talking, the woman opened her mouth in the curtain, but no sound was heard from everyone around her, but Xue Peng could hear it clearly, "Xue Kuishou, this time this time I owe you another favor."

Xue Peng bowed his hand. If he was asked to choose the Purple Beard Death and the Two Spirit Treasures and 200,000 Spirit Stones, he would definitely choose the latter!

Xue Peng laughed and said, "This fight is the most boring and hurts the harmony. How bad is this."

As he said that, Xue Peng walked towards the old man in nature and said, "That purple-bearded old dog."

The old man with purple beard looked at Xue Peng angrily when he heard this. Xue Peng laughed and said, "Missing the tongue, erroneously, that old man with purple beard, then take out the Ling Baby Armor and let me choose it."

The old man with purple beard said coldly when he heard this, "Do you think the Ling Baby Armor is a cabbage? I'll pick it for you."

As he said that, the old man with purple bearded touched a bag of heaven and earth, he had two long swords in his hand.

Two long swords were red and blue. Naturally, the old man pointed to the blue long sword. The sword was called the Bingli Sword. It was made by me who killed an Ice Li-toothed tiger with the sharpest bone spur on his back.

This Ice-Glass-Toothed Tiger is a top monster of the Ice genus. All the demonic power is condensed on the bone spur. This bone spur is used as the sword fetus. In addition, I have personally refined and added the injected genius treasure to seal the soul of the Ice-Glass-Toothed Tiger and finally refined this Ice-Glass sword, which can increase the power of the ice-attribute spiritual technique by ten percent, and at the same time.

Before the old man with purple beard finished speaking, Xue Peng's eyes lit up and snatched the Bingli Sword. He held the scabbard in his left hand and pulled it out with his right hand. The sword suddenly pulled out. Suddenly a gust of cold air overflowed, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped. Xue Peng's blood on his body suddenly solidified into blood ice, and he couldn't help but tremble.

Xue Peng's eyes were filled with excitement, and he looked at it carefully. The sword body was snow-white, like a pool of autumn water, bright and not dazzling. With just one glance, Xue Peng fell in love with it and couldn't help but say, "Good sword."

"Of course it's a good sword." The old man with purple beard felt pain again and immediately wanted to introduce the red sword.

But before he could introduce it, Xue Peng had already taken it over and drew out the long sword. A stream of heat suddenly overflowed. Xue Peng frowned and threw the long sword back to the purple-bearded old man and said, "This is not OK, change it."

The old man with purple beard said angrily when he heard this, "Do you think it's buying vegetables? Every spiritual treasure is a rare treasure. It's great to have one. You still pick it all over the place. No, just this one, do you want it?"

Xue Peng snorted coldly when he heard this, he threw the ice-slim sword back to the old man with purple beard and then said to the woman in the curtain, "Your Highness, Xue really doesn't want to force others to do anything. I think it's better to let the old dog with purple beard. No, it's the old friend of purple beard who takes his own life to thank the world."

The old man with purple beard was so angry that his face turned red when he heard this. The woman in the curtain smoothed out at this time, "Purple beard, I heard that you have a spiritual treasure called Ben Lei. You have never cultivated the thunder method. This sword has little effect on you. I think it is better for you to see the Ben Lei sword for Xue Peng."

The old man with purple beard suddenly jumped when he heard this. He was really afraid of anything he wanted.

This thunder sword was made of the fangs of the thunder dragon python that was about to turn into a dragon for eight hundred years and was supplemented by many rare spiritual materials. Among them, the soul of the dragon python was sealed, which was more precious than the combined Bingli Sword and Lihuo Sword. Moreover, this sword was not refined by him, but was given to him by his master, and he warned him that he must find a disciple with excellent character and talent to pass it down.

Now, it would be fine if he gave a disciple of the sect, but now he was forced to give it to an outsider. How could he explain to his master?

The old man with purple beard hesitated for a moment, but Xue Peng heard the name of Ben Lei Jian and his eyes shone brightly, and he hurriedly said, "Old friend of purple beard, if you don't want to die, take out the sword and show me."

The purple-bearded old man's face is as ugly as it is, but he moved his heart. Now I will give it to you first, and I will take it back then.

Thinking of this, the old man with purple beard snorted coldly, "Okay, I'll give it to you."

As he said that, the old man with purple bearded touched a bag of heaven and earth, another long sword fell into his palm.

Xue Peng grabbed it and slowly pulled out the long sword.

The sword body slightly left the scabbard, and lightning arcs shot out from the sword body. Xue Peng gently touched his fingers, and lightning arcs hit his fingertips, causing bursts of numbness and tingling pain.

Xue Peng tried to inject spiritual power, and a huge resistance came from him. Xue Peng smiled when he saw this. Old man purple bearded, wipe away the mark you left behind.

The old man with purple bearded wiped off his mark with a look of ugly expression, and then said with a gloomy face, "Although this sword is good, it is not something that anyone can control."

"This is not a matter of concern to my old friend Zibang." As Xue Peng said that, he injected a little spiritual power, and in an instant, the lightning of the sword body shone brightly.

At this time, the sky thunder suddenly became a little restless, and Xue Peng felt a terrifying force staring at him, as if he would land at any time.

Xue Peng's spine was chilling, and he was so shocked that he quickly retracted his spiritual power and returned to the sword to the sheath. The feeling of being stared at disappeared.

Xue Peng put away the thunder, the two Bingli Swords and 200,000 Low-grade Spirit Stones. Because the old man with purple beard attacked, Xue Peng won the battle.

At this time, Xue Peng sat down cross-legged, took out the pill given by His Highness before, and swallowed it and began to recover his spiritual power and injuries.

The fierce battle between Mei Yingxue and Chu Huaifeng is coming to an end.

Chu Huaifeng injected all his spiritual power into the sword in his palm, and an unprecedented powerful slash directly slashed Mei Yingxue out of the ring and smashed Mei Yingxue into the water.

This fierce battle ended with Chu Huaifeng's victory, but Chu Huaifeng was also extremely miserable at this time. The large area of ​​skin around him was frozen black and purple by Mei Yingxue, and some of them were directly frozen into ice crystals and shattered during the battle.

At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, with a loud bang, and muffled thunder rolled in the sky, rushing, and heavy rain began to rain.

At this time, the examiner and the woman in the curtain said, "Your Highness, the thunderstorm is too heavy at this time. Why not stop the competition? How about choosing a date to compete?"

The woman in the curtain did not respond, but asked Xue Peng and Chu Huaifeng, "What do you think, Xue Peng and Chu Huaifeng, two fellow Taoists?"

Xue Peng looked up at the sky, then smiled and said, "We practitioners who practice the truth and practice the Tao are actually fighting with the heaven. If you are afraid, you will be afraid that the path of cultivation will be difficult to go long. Therefore, Xue Peng thinks there is no need to choose a day?"

Chu Huaifeng's body was protected by spiritual power, and his white hair was slightly fluttering. Although he was frozen black and purple, his eyes were still bright and energetic.

Chu Huaifeng laughed and said, "Boy, don't think I don't know you said this because you have the right time and place at this time."

"However, your boy is saying this is right. Cultivators are practicing truth, and if they are afraid, they are afraid that they will be unable to make any progress."

As he said that, Chu Huaifeng and the woman in the curtain whispered loudly, "Your Highness, Chu has no objection."

The woman in the curtain heard this and said, "Okay, I am worthy of being a cultivator in Qingcheng. No matter who wins and who loses today, just by virtue of this courage and diligence, her cultivation will be a thousand miles a day. In the future, she will become a strong man in the area and a pillar of my royal court."

"Examiner, prepare to start."

The examiner looked at the sky after hearing this, looked at the sky with fear, and then carefully used his spiritual technique, and condensed into an icicle ring of ten feet in a radius and three feet high on the surface of the lotus pond.

Chu Huaifeng laughed loudly and said, "I'll fight today, I'll be happy."

After the sound fell, Chu Huaifeng strode and pointed to the pool water. Several ups and downs fell on the ring. Then he turned around and looked at Xue and said loudly, "Xue Peng, you can do it. You have cultivated the thunder method. Even Chu Baoliang has defeated that boy. He is qualified to fight me."

Xue Peng laughed loudly when he heard this, "What is Chu Baoliang worth? Only people like Brother Huaifeng and Mei Yingxue are worthy of Xue to show their true strength."

As soon as Xue Peng finished speaking, Mei Yingxue, who was recovering from injuries on the shore, twitched her mouth. In the map of mountains and rivers that day, Xue Peng said this. Could it be that he wanted to be sloppy again this time?

Mei Yingxue slowly opened her eyes and looked at Xue Peng.

But Xue Peng flashed and flew towards the ring on the surface of the water.

The thunder flashed in the sky, illuminating the figures of the two, and they looked at each other from a distance of ten feet away.

Chu Huaifeng laughed loudly, "Xue Peng, you should take advantage of this right time and place, so I have to take care of something."

As he said that, Chu Huaifeng raised the famous sword in his hand, and then suddenly trembled violently. Then the long sword in the hands of the cultivators on the shore began to tremble without being controlled.

"What's going on?" Everyone couldn't help but hold the spirit sword with their hands, but the more trembling the spirit sword became, the more powerful it became.

On the ring, under the thunder, Chu Huaifeng's bearded hair was erect, his eyes suddenly glared, and he shouted, "其!", the sound was like thunder. The next moment, hundreds of spiritual swords flew towards Chu Huaifeng and rotated around Chu Huaifeng, and finally pierced Xue Peng like a tide.

Xue Peng's eyes narrowed, he suddenly pulled out the Thunder Sword, jumped up high, and the thunder power all over his body rushed into the Thunder Sword. The thunder in the thunder clouds was pulled and began to roll violently.

Xue Peng muttered something, which was the thunder curse. He had no magic weapons before, so he dared not use this thunder curse. Now he has the thunder sword in his hand, which is just a try.

While Xue Peng was chanting the spell, a thunder arc appeared on the tip of the Bend Thunder Sword. The thunder in the thunder cloud seemed to have found the outlet of venting. The next moment, a thunder lightning as thick as a thumb suddenly hit the tip of the sword. The Bend Thunder Sword trembled, and Xue Peng's whole body bulged, his meridians bulged, his eyes protruded, and he held the Bend Thunder Sword and stabbed Chu Huaifeng with a sword.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them collided in mid-air.
Chapter completed!