Early in the morning on the third day, the Lord of Jindan City in Xishan Prefecture let out a clear roar that shook ten miles. All the monks waiting near Tianfeng Gorge gathered after hearing the news.
Ye Ling and the Zhuo brothers and sisters took advantage of the chaos and joined the crowd of the Zhuo Cultivation Clan. From a distance, they saw all the old Jindan monsters from the five major forces in Xishan gathered at the mouth of the canyon. The Lord of Jindan City announced in public:
"The Tianfeng Gorge is about to open this time! According to the usual practice, our Xishan Prefecture, Dongyang Sect, Luo Wang Sect, Beishan Zhuo Clan, and Nanshan Tang Clan each sent a team of monks with double the number of places agreed in advance for the final showdown!
The winner will be eligible to enter the valley; the loser will have to wait until the Tianfeng Canyon opens again five years later. The five of us judge together. Each team of monks has only one chance to fight. Whether they win or lose, whether they live or die, each of them has their destiny. "
Ye Ling was shocked after hearing this. It turns out that the opening of Tianfeng Canyon every five years is not only to compete for the quota to enter the canyon, but also to inspire all the foundation-building monks in the Xishan Immortal Cultivation World! It is also a contest between the five major forces in Khe Sanh.
In front of Tianfeng Canyon, more than two thousand foundation-building monks stepped forward and stood ready, waiting for the final decisive battle before entering the canyon!
Those monks who had already been eliminated could only watch silently from behind, either expecting their families and sects to compete for more places, or waiting to see the jokes of the strong team of monks who had defeated them.
There are less than a hundred members of the Zhuo Cultivation Clan, standing on the far west side. Brother and sister Ye Ling and Zhuo Yunhe are among them!
The ancestor of the Zhuo family came to them and said in a deep voice: "You are all the elites and rising stars in the clan. You must earn enough face for me! The twenty teams must enter at least the tenth team. If you can win more places, you will be rewarded when you come back. Everyone will be rewarded! If they are defeated one after another, even the ten teams cannot be saved. When they return to the family, they will all face the wall for ten years!"
Everyone promised in succession, and the eldest grandsons such as Zhuo Wuhua and Zhuo Wuhai even gave their heartfelt assurances. Even Zhuo Yunhe, who was beside Ye Ling, did not forget to show off his performance in front of his family ancestors and answered loudly and resoundingly.
"In the decisive battle, quickly pick out their weaker team and kill them! Don't show mercy!"
Finally, the ancestor of the Zhuo family made a special comment, which made the nearly a hundred clan members excited and full of fighting spirit!
Zhuo Yunhe, Yunfeng and Yun Xi all followed Ye Ling's lead and asked: "Brother Ye! Which monk do you think we should kill? We in Xishan Prefecture have been watching for two days in a row, which one is stronger and which one is weaker? You can tell them apart at a glance, so it’s better to kill those from Xishanzhou!”
Zhuo Yunfeng also echoed: "Brother is right. Many monks in Xishan Prefecture still think that we are with them. If we fight against them, we will definitely catch them off guard!"
Ye Ling shook his head: "No! The wind at the entrance of Tianfeng Canyon is stronger, and the Jindan City Lord of Xishan Prefecture has trained them for two days, and they have already adapted to fighting in strong winds. And the Dongyang Sect monks closest to us have , there are already many strong teams staring at us eagerly, we must go far away and go around to the Tang family in Nanshan! They are all playboys, as long as they are not trained by the family, how much combat power can they have? "
The three Zhuo brothers suddenly understood and nodded in agreement.
Following the order from the Lord of Jindan City in Xishan Prefecture, the entire mouth of Tianfeng Canyon immediately boiled!
There are sword lights everywhere, and every team of monks is looking for the weakest opponent, but unfortunately, a strong team always appears halfway.
Ye Ling and the three Zhuo brothers and sisters had already planned to go in a circle from a distance. The trajectory of the flying sword was very strange. On the contrary, they evaded many strong teams and rushed to the location of the Tang family in Nanshan!
"Haha! A team of four people has arrived at our door. Their cultivation levels are average. Kill them quickly!"
"This weak team belongs to us! Get out of the way!"
Several teams of monks from the Tang Clan in Nanshan saw that Ye Ling, Zhuo Yunxi and the others were few in number and had low cultivation levels. They decided that they were the team that was here to make up the numbers. They were like a pie falling out of thin air, vying for the chance to compete with them. Ye Ling and the others have a decisive battle!
Ye Ling's eyes were focused, and he didn't care which team was at the front. He patted the storage bag at any time and shouted in a deep voice: "Well done!"
The eight major sword spirit puppets were released in an instant, forming the Great Five Elements and Small Three Sword Formations, and their indestructible sword intent rushed straight into the sky! Not only was the Nanshan Tang Clan team that rushed up completely dumbfounded, but it also shocked all the surrounding monk teams, and they all fled away.
"Oh my god! Hurry, get out of here!"
"Good fellow! What kind of sword formation is this? Eight fifth-level flying swords put together can actually emit such strong sword intent!"
The Nanshan Tang's team who were still clamoring just now quickly turned around and ran away. Unexpectedly, the Tang's team rushing behind them didn't react for a moment and collided with each other. It was as embarrassing as it was.
"Kill!" Ye Ling sent out a cold divine thought.
The Great Five Elements and Little Three Strange Sword Formation had a target, and flew over like a whistling wind. It immediately trapped the two groups of entangled monks, and killed them one after another without any explanation!
Zhuo Yunhe and the others looked behind and were dumbfounded. They were trying to kill both groups of monks!
The ancestor of the Tang family in Nanshan immediately noticed something strange here, blew his beard and glared angrily, and shouted loudly: "Stop! Boy, do you dare to break the rules? You can only compete with one team for the quota to enter Tianfeng Gorge! "
Ye Ling held the crystal rainbow bow and shot a Tang monk to death in the sword formation with a cold light. He raised his head and said coldly: "It was your tribe who broke the rules first! Both teams did the same but both What's the point of running away from the battlefield and not fighting?"
"That's right! Who told them to hide together? We only recognize them as one team! What can you do to us?"
In the past two days, the Zhuo Yunhe brothers and sisters have been greatly impressed by Ye Ling's ears and eyes, and they echoed loudly! Then they each used their magic weapons to beat up these unlucky guys who were trapped by the sword array.
The ancestor of the Tang family was trembling with anger, turned into a green sword light, and rushed into the formation to stop Ye Ling and the others!
Ye Ling's heart trembled, and he held the life-saving jade slip given to him by his master in his hand, and was about to strike a blow comparable to the middle stage of the Golden Elixir!
The faces of Zhuo Yunhe, Zhuo Yunfeng and others changed greatly. They did not have the confidence of Ye Ling. Under the pressure of the ancestor of the Tang family, they were so frightened that they could hardly stand still.
At this moment, a silver light flashed and stood in front of Ye Ling and Zhuo Yunhe. It was the Jindan City Lord wearing a silver-feathered crane cloak, and he stopped the sword light of the ancestor of the Tang family!
The Lord of Jindan City said unceremoniously: "Tang! What are you going to do? Do you want to do harm to us monks in Xishan Prefecture? In the duel between the juniors of Foundation Establishment, you and I can only judge and not interfere!"
The ancestor of the Tang family in Nanshan looked stunned: "They clearly flew over from the Zhuo family. When did they become monks in your Xishan city?"
The Lord of Jindan City didn't believe it at all, and said coldly: "Nonsense! These four juniors have been staying with me for two days, practicing in the mountain wind, very diligently! Why don't you retreat quickly, old guy! In this battle, I The four of us win!"
