The night was quiet, even though most of the forces from Liuyun Kingdom were gathered in the Kirigakure Sect, it still seemed peaceful.
It seemed like it was the eve of a storm, but everyone's hearts were not at peace, because tomorrow would be a final decision.
The final conclusion is whether a demon sect can survive the three major sects.
Not only the building where the Beixuan Sword Sect is located, but also the disciples of the Ancient Sword Tower and the Thousand Buddhas Cave are not at peace, because two days ago, they lost the qualification to own the battle platform. It is like a child who is wandering and suddenly discovers, I can't find my home, and I feel somewhat desolate in my heart.
"Xiu Ya, are you sure you don't have me?" Divine Monk Jiuzi was a little anxious at this moment even if he got a senior monk and was almost indifferent to the world.
Xiu Ya is a disciple of Jiuluo Divine Monk, and he only has a name in Thousand Buddhas Cave. He is considered a lay disciple. Thousand Buddhas Cave does not know anything about Xiu Ya.
"Uncle." Xiu Ya said, as if he said very little, "I'll try my best to hug Zhan Tai." Xiu Ya was not sure that he could really beat Ting Yixiao.
"Amitabha, just try your best, just in case..." Monk Jiuzi made the worst plan and said: "If you lose, just lose." Monk Jiuzi didn't want to have fewer disciples in Thousand Buddha Cave. One, full of compassion.
"I will." Xiu Ya said calmly, sitting quietly on a futon, like an old monk in meditation, with short hair, but it was a bit different.
The night is getting quieter, and a reviving spring breeze is blowing, but I don't know how much vitality this spring breeze can bring.
The place where Gudaolou rested was also a gathering of people.
"Senior brother, how are you now?" Dao Tu has been in a coma since he came down from the fighting platform, and he didn't wake up until tonight. Compared to the Thousand Buddhas Cave, the atmosphere in the Ancient Sword Tower is still tense.
The Ancient Sword Tower has always been at the bottom among the five sects. I originally thought that the appearance of a sword slaughterer in this competition would be able to gain some life for the Ancient Sword Tower. However, unexpectedly, a man with green armor from the Demon Sect let the Ancient Sword Tower Almost out of breath.
"Yang Pi, are you sure?" Dao Tu's face was a little pale and he was still seriously injured.
"I don't know, but I should be able to break through the Grand Master tomorrow." Yang Pi has strong confidence.
One who understands the meaning of the sword is a master of the sword, and one who is one level higher than that but does not understand the secret of the sword can be called a great master.
"Okay..." Uncle Master was the first to praise, patted Yang Pi on the shoulder, and said: "Tomorrow, you can rest assured to break through, let the Demon Sect know that our Ancient Sword Tower is not that easy to bully." The competition among the disciples, they The older generation of academic masters intervened, but their great uncle was excited that Yang Pi could break through to the Grand Master level.
As soon as Yang Pi said these words, the repressed atmosphere in the ancient sword building suddenly became active.
Yang Pi's qualifications are not a secret in the ancient sword building. The sword bone gradually matures. If he breaks through the Grand Master, it is equivalent to a small sword bone. This is almost the potential to stand at the top. How can he lose.
"Not bad……"
"I didn't expect that Junior Brother Yang Pi would come from behind and surpass me..." A disciple of the Ancient Sword Tower, with a high-spirited sword intention, became extremely excited following these words, as if he was even happier than his own breakthrough.
"However, the green armor of the man with green armor is extremely hard. I hope you, junior brother, will be prepared." Dao Tu reminded, because the ink knife in his hand could not break through that green armor at all.
"Yes." Yang Pi nodded and said, "Senior brother, please recover as soon as possible and wait for my good news." In Yang Pi's eyes, the sword intent flashed, and there was an invincible will.
"If a great master of swordsmanship is not enough, I am afraid that our ancient sword building has really come to an end..." Uncle Shi exited the room where Dao Tu was resting and looked at the white mist under the dark night in the distance, with some melancholy.
The old man has no doubts about Yang Pi's qualifications, but the Demon Sect has always been weird, and this time the Demon Sect always gives people a feeling of being invisible.
Could it be that this Demon Sect has any secrets? Or is there some ulterior conspiracy?
Uncle Master guessed and gradually disappeared into the night.
In the main hall of Kirigakure Gate, four people were separated. Yang Zhen and Qin Ningyi were almost inseparable. They spoke without saying a word. They were like elegant gentlemen, always carrying the aura of scholars and poets, as if they were not cultivators at all.
In the main hall, there was another person who looked ordinary, but could faintly feel the power of the explosion. Yang Zhen greeted him and said, "Junior Brother Fang Ke, I wonder how many moves you can take on my halberd now?"
When Fang Ke heard this, his face suddenly felt dull. Ever since it was determined that he was a candidate to participate in the competition between the five sects, I was extremely happy, but unexpectedly, this overlord came to my door and called it a competition. If you want to learn from each other, you should not be afraid, but who would have expected that he would hold his two halberds under the tips of the domineering body in front of him.
What a shame...
Fang Ke's mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to say anything. This master didn't play according to common sense. If he told him a hundred tricks, Yang Zhen would really dare to take action in this hall.
This is simply a Huntian King, no, even more hateful than Huntian King, huh! Fang Ke was thinking in his mind and snorted coldly. Then when he looked at the beauty in the other person's arms, he even cursed in his heart.
I, the saint of the Kirigakure Sect, was defiled by this boy like this. It is unfair...
But God didn't seem to want to respond to him. Instead of following his wishes, God made the tyrant body even stronger.
"It seems that you are scared out of your wits by me..." Yang Pi smiled, looked at Fang Ke, then looked at Ning Yi in his arms, and suddenly became even more arrogant.
This guy actually wants to take advantage of my wife, Ning Yi. If I don't fix you, I'll give you a light beating. If you don't accept it, I'll pick out all the mess for you.
Thinking of this, Yang Pi became even more embarrassed. After all, he was holding a beauty in his arms.
"Humph!" Fang Ke was speechless and could only snort coldly.
At this moment, above the main hall, the headmaster of the Kirigakure Sect arrived.
After a while, the real person in charge appeared.
"Master..."
"Uncle..."
The four of them met.
"I called you here late at night, what are your guesses?" asked the master master, with a bit of expectation in his expression. However, when he glanced sideways and saw Yang Zhen, he looked helpless. As a disciple of his, there is nothing to say about his talent. Cang Lan's domineering physique is rare even in the entire continent, but his personality is...
The headmaster shook his head. Yang Zhen behaved openly in the main hall and held Qin Ningyi's hand directly. Looking at Fang Ke's expression, he had a bitter look on his face, as if everyone owed him a life. Similar.
Why……
The headmaster sighed.
"Master, you summoned us late at night, but it is about the Demon Sect?" Chen Yan was gentle and elegant. Compared with the others, he was a bit more solemn and stood out.
"That's right." The headmaster nodded and said: "In the past, the Demon Sect may have been a bit flamboyant, but it has never behaved like this before. As the leader of the five sects, we, the Kirigin Sect, naturally have to Nip it in the bud." When he said this, the Master Master became a little more solemn, as if he had realized something, and at the same time he shouted in his heart, hoping that the worst case scenario would not happen.
"Uncle, it is indeed unusual for the Demon Sect to attack the three major sects at the same time this time, but..." Fang Ke did not say any more, because he felt the sharp eyes of the real master, shooting towards him, which almost made him stunned. He couldn't speak.
"Fang Ke, our Wuyin Sect can be proud, but we must not be arrogant. You have to know that the Demon Sect is attacking the three major sects at the same time. Who will be the next target?" The headmaster's voice was cold, and he also understood what Fang Ke was saying. Yes, but although Wuyin Sect is the number one force in Liuyun Kingdom, the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya are so big, and Liangzhou is even more vast.
Suddenly, thinking of this, the Master realized a consequence that he least wanted to see.
"It shouldn't be possible..." the headmaster whispered.
"Master, what did you say?" Chen Yan looked at his words and asked when he saw the sudden change in the master's face.
"It's okay." The master's expression quickly returned to normal, and he said to the four people below: "I'm calling you here this time because I hope that if one of the three major sects loses on the battlefield tomorrow, I hope You four can take action."
As the headmaster of the Kirigakure Sect, we must not let the Demon Sect become a threat, even a potential threat, not to mention that the Yinfeng Valley appears again, and the headmaster does not dare to be careless at all.
"I don't expect you to win, but you will definitely not lose, especially the Beixuan Sword Sect and the Ancient Sword Tower." The master's eyes were solemn, and his two eyes shot out a compelling light, falling on Chen Yan and Yang Zhen On the body.
The meaning is already obvious. The five major sects must not be owed one or two. In the opinion of the headmaster, these two are the most likely. I hope that the two of them will take action to prevent the Demon Sect from becoming dominant.
"Yes." Four people responded.
"Okay, that's it." The master leader rubbed his eyes, seeming a little tired, and motioned for the four of them to step back.
The four people exited the hall, but the headmaster suddenly said to the empty hall: "Old friend, I wonder if you are satisfied with this?"
"Qingfeng, thank you." A figure suddenly appeared in the air, wearing a yellow dragon suit, with five golden dragons flying on its chest, and it was impressive.
"I tried my best. After all, these five factions competition has been a rule for many years, and I can't interfere. It's just..." The real master hesitated to speak.
"I hope we both guessed wrong..." The dragon suit floated. If you look closely, you will see that it is a shadow and its true appearance cannot be ascertained.
"However, my second prince is..." The visitor turned out to be the leader of Liuyun Kingdom.
"It is inevitable that the second prince is ambitious, so you don't have to worry..." The master's tone was calm, and he looked at the shadow in the sky and said, "I will help you think about it."
"Okay." The shadow gradually disappeared and everything returned to calm.
The master seemed very tired. After the shadow disappeared, he looked at the empty hall and said softly: "The great age is about to begin, and it will be another turbulent era..."
The waves wash away the sand, and many sand and stones will be lost in the waves.
The night is calm, full of life, and the wind doesn't stop.
Everything seemed calm, no one knew what changes would happen tomorrow, everything seemed to be the same as usual, but the depressed heart could not sleep at night after all.
At this moment, Yang Ning was immersed in a wonderful state, repeating the Lingtian Technique over and over again, running endlessly.
Jian Jue left and buried everything he felt in his heart. Even for the rest of his life, not even a single bit would come out of his mouth.
Its daybreak……
