"Ren Haoran Palm Peak, it's such a long time since we parted ways ten years ago." On Ren Haoran Peak, an old man with a face like a crown of jade sighed to Ren Haoran.

"Humph, Deputy Head Yu, it's only been ten years. For a strong man like you and me, it's just a snap of the fingers. How can we talk about it for a long time?" Ren Haoran's expression was cold,

He said in a low tone.

The person who spoke was named Yu Mancang, and he was one of the thirteen deputy masters of the Wuji Sword Sect. Although his status was similar to that of the Nine Palms of the Xuantian Sword Sect, in terms of strength, there was a difference.

level!

If it weren't for his identity, Ren Haoran wouldn't even be willing to speak in a tone of voice, but even so, there might be contempt in his words.

"Haha, Renzhang Peak is really overbearing. I know you look down on small sects like us, but there's no need to be so contemptuous, right?" A cold light flashed in the corner of Yu Mancang's eyes, and anger rose in his heart, but he knew that he was at the peak of the Three Souls and

The strength of the three souls of Dzogchen is very different, so I can only say dissatisfied.

"Contempt? The fact that you can sit here is already a great gift from our Xuantian Sword Sect! Although your Wuji Sword Sect is very strong, there are only five people who can sit in this position, and among these five people, you will definitely not be included.

!" Glancing at Yu Mancang, Ren Haoran said disdainfully.

"You..." Yu Mancang said with anger rising as he looked at Ren Haoran, but he did not dare to say anything more. The gap in strength and power was so great that he could not resist at all.

"Hmph, ten years ago your Xuantian Sword Sect won the first place with superior skills, but this time, I am bored that the Wuji Sword Sect has prepared strong disciples to participate in the martial arts competition. This time, our Wuji Sword Sect takes the first place.

The sect is decided!" Yu Mancang said coldly, knowing that there was no benefit to be found from the topic of strength.

"I could win you ten years ago, and I can win you today ten years later! Let the facts speak for themselves!" Ren Haoran closed his eyes and said calmly.

"Hey, I like everything to be based on facts! Then just watch!" Yu Mancang said with a sinister smile.

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"This time, our Gu Yun Sect will decide the first place! Fourth Junior Brother, are all the dead soldiers prepared?" At the foot of Renjian Peak, Gu Huan, one of the nine elders of the Ancient Yun Sect, faced

The old man on the left said.

"Don't worry, we have already started making arrangements twenty years ago, in order to win the first place in the Three Mountains Martial Arts Competition this time! No one can stop us!" Gu Tong, the fourth elder of Gu Yunmen, his eyes wide.

He said firmly.

"Hahahaha, that's good! Xuantian Sword Sect, this time I want all your disciples to be wiped out! No one can survive!" Gu Huan showed a bloodthirsty smile and said in a low voice.

…

When the sun rose into the sky and noon arrived, with the sound of the red bell on Renjianfeng Mountain, Xuantian Sword sent Jianfeng Master Ren Haoran, the deputy master of Wuji Sword Sect Yu Mancang, the ancient Yunmen elder Gu

Huan, the three of them came to the huge square as representative figures.

"Today is the Sanshan Martial Arts Festival held once every ten years by our three major sects. On this day, we will send our most capable disciples into the designated location to conduct a life and death experience. The results of their experience will determine our sect

The harvest of resources in the next ten years! It represents our status in the next ten years! They will be the leaders who will lead our sect to become stronger!" Yu Mancang stood on the high platform and said generously.

But below, even though most of the disciples heard what they heard, they all had disdainful sneers on their faces. The sect's resources were indeed allocated in this way, but the people who could be selected were not good people. In this kind of death

In a battle where the probability is as high as 90%, no sect would be stupid enough to send incoming disciples, or even elite disciples, into it.

Even if one of these disciples dies, they will be very distressed. After all, the Three Mountains Martial Arts Competition is not a simple battle between people. They can include battles with evil beasts, battles with spiritual beasts, and even battles with bad luck.

Sometimes you will be attacked by more powerful creatures.

Under such circumstances, the high mortality rate prevents many applicants from applying to enter, so that unless they are assigned disciples, basically no one is willing to go.

After Ren Haoran, Yu Mancang, and Gu Huan finished speaking one by one, at Ren Haoran's signal, the participating members of the three major sects and their affiliated sects began to walk out of the crowd one by one.

Within a moment, all the disciples of Gu Yun Sect and Wuji Sword Sect walked out of the queue. Looking at the disciples of their two sects, Ren Haoran's brows suddenly frowned.

These disciples are all full of heaven and have extraordinary aura. Some individual disciples have even reached the level of Dzogchen of the Second Soul. The early half-immortal disciples of the Third Soul also have very powerful auras, which are completely different from the contestants ten years ago.

.

"It seems that you are planning to use your real skills?" Ren Haoran suddenly said after glancing at Yu Mancang, who was secretly proud, and Gu Huan, who had a cold expression on his face.

"Are you really capable? Hehe, that's inevitable. This time your Xuantian Sword Sect won't be able to take first place again!" Yu Mancang said with a cold smile.

"This is a matter related to the future of the sect. Only by using the true quilt can we win!" Gu Huan said calmly.

"Hehehe, do you think my Hundred Thousand Mountains are really safe? Well, since you have shown such a trump card, I won't say anything more. I just hope that you can still be like this when the Three Mountains Martial Arts Competition is over.

It's... as stable as Mount Tai!" Ren Haoran glanced at the two of them and suddenly said with a sneer.

Ren Haoran's words blew past the two of them like cold moon sword wind, and the two of them suddenly felt chills on their backs. After years of inquiring, they learned that although Shiwandashan is dangerous, it is inside, and it is rarely possible on the outside.

Encountered mortal danger.

That's why they decided to send such a large team to participate in the Sanshan Martial Arts Competition. However, after hearing Ren Haoran's words, they suddenly thought that no matter how clear they were in prying, it was still prying. For people born and raised in the mountains, perhaps what they knew

Things are still far away.

"Huh? You Xuantian Sword Sect seems to be missing one person, right?" In silence, Yu Mancang glanced at the Xuantian Sword Sect's team. With the intuition of a strong three souls, he instantly saw that Xuantian Sword Sect's team was short.

one person.

"One person missing?" Hearing Yu Mancang's words, Ren Haoran was stunned for a moment, then looked at the play, and immediately thought of a person with his eyes.

Haven't you come out yet? Little thing, if you are late to the provincial capital, I, Ren Haoran, will never be merciful! Ren Haoran said with a sneer in his heart.

"What? Could it be that your Xuantian Sword Sect is so big that you can't even find a disciple of Erpo? If you really can't find one, I will lend you one. Haha." Seeing Ren Haoran sinking, he refused.

Yu Mancang said sarcastically.

"Trash, there is still an hour before the official start. Are you in a hurry to die?" Looking at Yu Mancang, Ren Haoran said unceremoniously.

"You! Why are you swearing!" Yu Mancang looked at Ren Haoran and said.

"Swearing? Huh, trash is trash. No wonder I have been alive for such a long time and have not been able to break through to the Three Souls Dzogchen. I don't even know such a beautiful name." Anyan glanced at Yu Mancang and said disdainfully.

"Okay, you two, there's no need to argue anymore. Isn't it just an hour? Just wait, you'll be there in a while, why is there so much trouble!" When the two were quarreling, Gu Huan suddenly spoke.

said.

"For Gu Huan's sake, I won't argue with you! Humph." Ren Haoran glared at Yu Mancang and said disdainfully.

"You! Okay, it's only for an hour, I'll wait! But when the time comes, we will start immediately. Xuantian Sword Sect, this time I want to see how many of you can survive!" Yu Mancang was waiting for Haoran, and said in a deep voice.

said.

"No wonder the Wuji Sword Sect is getting worse and worse. For this sect that is a complete nanny to develop to this point, it can be regarded as God's care." After taking a closer look at Yu Mancang, Ren Haoran said calmly.

Like running water, time flies like an arrow. Most of an hour passed in the blink of an eye. In the square, the disciples of Gu Yunmen and Wuji Sword Sect also began to discuss one after another.

"What happened to the Xuantian Sword Sect? If so many of us are asked to wait for one person, who is he?"

"Bah, the number one sect in the Southwest Continent, I seem to have earned my reputation in vain!"

"Yes, it's a waste of fame!"

…

"What a waste of fame? Humph, you have to fight to find out if you have a false reputation. What qualifications does an ant-like existence have to comment on our Xuantian Sword Sect!" Just as the disciples below were talking about it, a brutal killing force appeared.

Suddenly, the intention came from behind the square, and the fierce murderous aura directly filled the Wuji Sword Sect's team.

Puff puff puff...

In an instant, stimulated by Xuan Yue's terrifying murderous intent, hundreds of first-level warriors from the Wuji Sword Sect all vomited blood and fell into a coma. All second-level warriors showed a look of fear, and each one of them watched with horror as they gradually walked in from the outside.

young man.

He was dressed in black, with black hair and black eyes. His steps were as steady as a lion's, and his eyes were as cold as a frost knife, but his whole body exuded a terrifying murderous aura, suppressing all the disciples of the Wuji Sword Sect and stabbing them all over.

Painful, eyes filled with fear.

"Disciple Xuan Yue is one step late, I hope Master Zhangfeng will punish me!" When everyone was horrified by the murderous intent of the young man in black, he suddenly knelt down on one knee in the square and said to Heren Haoran.

"You didn't come late, it's just that they came early. The strong have the right to make the weak wait. There is no reason for this! You are not wrong! It is them who are wrong." When Yu Mancang and Gu Huan showed their faces that they were watching a good show, people were shocked.

Haoran said something that made both of them unbelievable.

"It's Lord Zhangfeng! Disciple knows!" Xuan Yue returned respectfully.

"Okay, the last person has arrived, so let's get ready to start! The 91st Provincial Capital of the Sanshan Martial Arts Competition begins now! The venue for the grand event is Shiwanda Mountain, a location 2,500 miles away. The battle is held for a month by the three major sects.

A total of nine elders of the sect are under joint surveillance, and anyone who attempts to evade or cheat will be mercilessly killed!" Ren Haoran suddenly stood up and announced loudly.

Yu Mancang and Gu Huan didn't pay attention to Ren Haoran's words. His Meng eyes were all on Xuan Yue. There was a layer of long-lasting viciousness wrapped around Xuan Yue's body, which was like a gray poisonous miasma.

It stays around Xuan Yue for a long time.

This kind of miasma cannot be seen or felt by a strong person with two souls, but in the eyes of a strong person with three souls and a half-immortal level, it is extremely bright, as bright as a lighthouse in the dark night.

"Interesting, it seems that the Xuantian Sword Sect is also well prepared. This boy's cruelty is really terrifying. I'm afraid no one at the second soul level can be his opponent!" Gu Huan said in a deep voice as he looked at Xuan Yue's violent and murderous aura.

.

"Damn it! Where did the Xuantian Sword Sect find such a butcher? Such a vicious and murderous spirit cannot be achieved without killing tens of millions of lives! The Xuantian Sword Sect dares to accept such a person, what a... bastard!" said
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