End of first game.
In the second round, the Piaomiao Immortal Sect faced off against the Tianxiong Sect, and the outcome was still decided in three games.
The Tianxiong Sect hesitated, seemingly hesitant.
But there was still a burly young man who stepped onto the fighting platform and glanced at Dayan.
He was obviously giving himself encouragement.
"You, little Big Yan, can defeat the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, let alone my mighty Tianxiong Sect!"
The rest of the Tianxiong Sect also had the same idea.
After two competitions with Dayan, the Piaomiao Immortal Sect has fallen off the altar, and many of its elite disciples have been killed.
At this time, it is the best moment for them to step on the Piaomiao Immortal Sect and ascend to the third largest sect in the Nine Provinces Continent!
However, the result was not what they expected.
In the first competition, Piaomiaoxian Sect sent a disciple with the same cultivation level as the burly young man. Relying on the powerful skills and the spiritual treasure in his hand, he defeated the burly young man with only hundreds of moves. Lying on the ground.
Because Tianxiong Sect was backed by Penglai Immortal Island, the disciples of Piaomiao Immortal Sect did not kill them.
In the first game, Piaomiao Xianzong won.
In the second game, Tianxiong Sect directly sent an elder from the middle stage of Guiyi.
The Piaomiao Immortal Sect still only sent one disciple up.
But this disciple's reputation is not small. Lin Peng ranked first in the last Piao Miao Ranking. He became famous at a young age. Now he is only in his thirties and is already in the middle stage of Guiyi.
At the same time, he has a special physique that allows him to make breakthroughs without any bottlenecks, so he can practice very quickly.
As Xu Xinghe announced the start of the competition, the two immediately started fighting.
Under the fighting stage.
Luo Qingzhou was looking at the talented disciple of Piaomiao Immortal Sect on the stage with burning eyes.
He would carefully observe every person in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect who came on stage.
Xia Chan stood quietly next to him, obediently and obediently, without the coldness and ruthlessness of killing people on stage before.
Everyone in Dayan next to him looked at it in amazement and their faces were full of envy.
"I didn't expect that he was really from Mr. Luo's house..."
"Young Master Luo is really hiding his secrets. A random person in the house can kill a master in the Guiyi realm instantly..."
"I'm so lucky, His Majesty's vision is so sharp..."
Nangong Huoyue on the side had a cold face and said nothing.
From time to time she glanced at the hands held by the two of them, and wanted to speak several times, but could not.
Because she knew that the girl in front of her was his real first woman, not even the second young lady of the Qin family, let alone her.
Moreover, his current identity is Luo Qing, the uncle of the Qin family, the new champion Luo Qingzhou, not Chu Feiyang of her family.
"snort."
Therefore, she just snorted in dissatisfaction and muttered: "How can you be so decent if you pull, pull, and rub in public?"
Luo Qingzhou was looking at the stage while naturally stroking the girl's little hand with his fingers. He didn't know whether he really didn't hear what she said or if he pretended not to hear her on purpose.
On the other hand, Xia Chan next to her blushed slightly.
The two sides on the stage have already started a fierce battle.
The middle-aged man of the Tianxiong Sect was holding a spear, and struck with thunder as soon as he shot it. Every move made the sound of wind and thunder. At the same time, the spirit also drove the flying sword to attack.
On the opposite side, Lin Peng from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect was holding a sword and was just defensive at first.
A quarter of an hour later.
The sword in his hand suddenly screamed and turned into a silver dragon, rushing forward menacingly.
He began to change from passive to active, attacking like a violent storm, continuously and faster and faster.
The burly middle-aged man on the opposite side began to take a defensive position.
The two sides fought fiercely for another half hour, with no outcome in sight.
Lin Peng slashed out with his sword, suddenly retreated, then took out a blue bronze mirror from his arms, and muttered something to the burly middle-aged man opposite.
The burly middle-aged man had just defeated his sword light when he suddenly felt a terrifying force coming over him, instantly locking his figure and aura, making him freeze in place and unable to move.
He was shocked and immediately used all the strength in his body to break free.
At the same time, he hurriedly left his body and drove his flying sword to attack the force coming from the bronze mirror in front.
But at this time, Lin Peng had already taken the opportunity to get close to him, slashed out with his sword, and with a rumble, a silver dragon shot out and pounced on him instantly.
A huge force suddenly struck!
The burly middle-aged man was shaken and immediately flew out.
Before he landed, Lin Peng slashed out with his sword again, and hundreds of sword shadows suddenly appeared, all striking the burly middle-aged man.
The protective light shield and protective shield on his body suddenly shattered and opened.
"Bang!"
Huge power fell on him.
He fell heavily to the ground, and at the same time, many wounds were cut all over his body by the sword light.
But a new shield quickly appeared on his body.
He roared suddenly, jumped up from the ground, and the spear in his hand buzzed and began to grow in size.
However, at this moment, the blue bronze mirror in Lin Peng's hand shone at him again.
A blue light shield fell on him.
The soul power that had just surged out of the burly middle-aged man suddenly stopped in his arms, and his entire body instantly froze in place.
Although it is only a short moment, it changes rapidly.
When he broke free with all his strength, the sword in Lin Peng's hand struck down on top of his head with a "swish" sound.
"puff……"
The protective light shield he condensed was shattered in an instant.
The sharp sword blade bloomed with dazzling light, and with a sword whistle that cut through the air, it fell on his head, instantly breaking his hair and scalp.
The fear of pain and death comes!
Without any hesitation, he hurriedly shouted: "I surrender!"
The people from the Tianxiong Sect in the audience also shouted anxiously: "Show mercy! We admit defeat!"
"Wow!"
The sword in Lin Peng's hand suddenly stopped.
At the same time, the sword light on the sword also disappeared in an instant.
The sword energy and murderous intent were like a summer rainstorm, coming and going as quickly as they came.
In the blink of an eye, the sky was clear.
Lin Peng took back his sword, took two steps back, cupped his hands and said, "Elder Ge, I accept the concession."
The burly middle-aged man named Ge Ming, with a pale face and lingering fears, breathed heavily for a while, and then said unwillingly: "If it weren't for your precious mirror, I would never lose to you!"
Lin Peng just smiled faintly and said no more.
Everyone knew that he had indeed taken advantage of this precious mirror.
But the rules of the competition do not prohibit the use of magic weapons and spiritual treasures. As long as they are your own, you can use them no matter what, even poisons, puppets, spiritual beasts, etc.
Their Piaomiaoxian sect has a great cause and naturally has more magic weapons and spiritual treasures than other sects. The blame is on the other sect's incompetence.
At this time, Xu Xinghe announced: "Piaomiao Immortal Sect versus Tianxiong Sect, Piaomiao Immortal Sect wins!"
Lin Peng bowed his hands to the audience, glanced at Dayan, and walked off the stage.
Ge Ming also walked away with a look of embarrassment and anger.
The next match was between Bai Haiguo and Snow God Sect. What was strange was that Bai Haiguo actually withdrew directly.
So, three into two.
The winning team, Dayan and Piaomiao Xianzong, and the Snow God Palace, which had a bye, drew lots to compete.
This time, Bai Yishan personally came to the stage to draw lots.
As for the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, Yueyang Tower, the peak master of the Six Immortal Peaks, took the stage in person.
When the two met, Bai Yishan still greeted them politely.
Yueyang Tower just nodded lightly.
The one who took the stage in the Snow God Palace was a woman in a white dress wearing a veil. Her temperament was cold, elegant and elegant, like a snow lotus on an iceberg.
All the cultivators in the audience were whispering about this mysterious sect that had only risen in recent years.
"I heard that the Snow God Palace is located on the top of the Arctic glacier. There are only women inside the door, and they all wear veils or masks when they come down from the mountain. They don't show their true colors..."
"His disciples rarely appear in the world, never participate in various competitions, and rarely reveal their cultivation and skills. They are very mysterious..."
"According to what my master said, people from Tiankui Sect came to trouble them last year. As a result, more than fifty people went there, and they all disappeared out of thin air and never came back..."
"That day Kuizong was one of the top ten sects in our Jiuzhou continent. From then on, the name of Snow God Palace appeared on the lists of various sects..."
At this time, Xu Xinghe announced the result.
"Piaomiao Immortal Sect and Snow God Palace caught each other, and both sides began to select candidates and prepare for the competition!"
As soon as the results came out, there was a sudden excitement in the audience.
"It seems that Dayan and Piaomiao Xianzong are going to meet again in the finals. The two are mortal enemies. It is estimated that they will have to fight to the death in the finals again this time."
"I guess the Piaomiao Immortal Sect will never dare to be careless this time."
"Hmph, if Piaomiao Immortal Sect loses to Dayan again this time, the identity of the three major Immortal Sects will probably be lost immediately."
Yueyang Tower walked off the platform and discussed the candidates with the senior officials of Piao Miao Xian Sect.
The woman from the Snow God Palace also walked down the platform coldly and walked towards the woods not far away.
"Just in time, we can take a closer look at the strength of those in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect."
After Bai Yishan stepped down, everyone in Dayan whispered.
Only then did Luo Qingzhou have time to ask Xia Chan beside him, and whispered: "Chanchan, who did you come with? Who asked you to come?"
Xia Chan lowered her head, remained silent for a moment, and said, "I am alone."
Of course Luo Qingzhou wouldn't believe it.
This girl is a roadie. How could she come here alone from such a long distance?
"If you don't tell the truth, I'll take you into a tent later, tie you in twin tails, and make you sing Little Donkey."
Luo Qingzhou held his little hand and threatened in a low voice.
At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded next to my ears: "What twin tails? What little donkey?"
Luo Qingzhou froze immediately and turned to look.
At some point, Her Majesty the Queen had already moved next to him, almost touching his body.
Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "Your Majesty, please respect yourself. My current identity is...ah..."
There was a sudden pain in my waist.
This time it really hurt.
Not only did it hurt from being pinched, but it also seemed to be burned by flames.
Her Majesty the Queen glared at him fiercely, narrowed her eyes, and said threateningly: "I'm asking you a question! What are twin ponytails and a little donkey?"
Luo Qingzhou hesitated and couldn't say anything.
Next to her, Xia Chan lowered her head tightly, twirling her skirt with her fingers, her cheeks flushed.
"explain!"
The Queen looked really angry.
She was really curious.
Luo Qingzhou could only whisper: "Your Majesty, wait until we return to the tent tonight... there are many people here..."
"Hmph, it looks like some obscene stuff at first glance."
The Queen looked sarcastic and contemptuous.
Luo Qingzhou was about to say, "Yes, yes, let's not talk about that anymore," but she said again: "Huh, when the competition is over, go back to the tent and tell me! I want to take a good look at how good you, a sanctimonious guy, really are. Obscene!"
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
At this time, a woman from Snow God Palace stepped onto the fighting stage.
This woman was wearing a pink skirt, a pink veil on her face, pink beads on her hair, and even a silk scarf-like eye mask on her eyes, wrapping her whole body tightly. But it looks very pink and lovely.
When Luo Qingzhou saw this woman, his heart suddenly shook.
He was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at Xia Chan beside him.
At this time, Xia Chan still lowered her head and blushed, seemingly not paying attention to the people on the stage.
Just when Luo Qingzhou was about to ask, a burst of shrill cries suddenly came from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
Everyone's eyes were attracted.
Among the crowd of Piaomiao Xianzong, a young disciple was seen kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and crying loudly: "Master! Great Elder! Don't let this disciple go up! I have a stomachache, it really hurts... ah, I have to Pull it! I’m really going to pull it!”
While crying, he fell back on his knees, as if he wanted to slip away.
A thin old man was punching and kicking him, yelling: "Coward! Coward! Trash! Get up there! Even if you want to pull him, get him up! He's not that kid from Dayan. You're afraid of your uncle! You're such a bastard, I can't kill you!"
The young disciple, despite being punched and kicked by him, still knelt down and kowtowed, crying and begging: "Master, just beat this disciple to death. I really have a stomachache and can't stand up..."
The thin old man suddenly became furious and jumped up, straddling him and beating him.
All the cultivators around him were stunned.
Gong Yangyan, the great elder of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, waved his sleeves and a hazy light shield immediately shrouded everyone in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
The cries, beatings, begging for mercy, etc. inside all disappeared.
At this time, the cultivators around him couldn't help but laugh.
"The Piaomiao Immortal Sect actually has such a timid disciple..."
"That disciple is not simple. I heard that he was one of the top disciples of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect on the Piaomiao Ranking last year."
"Haha, it seems that I was frightened by that boy from Dayan. I heard that the disciples of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect who died tragically at the border of Dayan last time were all famous genius disciples on the Piaomiao Ranking..."
While everyone was discussing happily and happily, the light shield that enveloped everyone in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect suddenly disappeared.
A tall woman in a blue dress, holding a sword, walked out of the crowd and onto the fighting stage.
She first bowed her hands to Xu Xinghe, and then introduced her in a cold voice: "I am Tian Feiyan of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, who is in the middle stage of Guiyi's cultivation."
As soon as the name came out, there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.
"Tian Feiyan! The new saint of the Misty Immortal Sect! I heard that she has cultivated both body and soul, and her physical body has already reached the level of the late Grand Master!"
"Tsk, tsk, I thought that the Piao Miao Immortal Sect would take her out when they competed for the Great Spirit Mine, but I didn't expect that she would come out now. It seems that the younger generation of the Piao Miao Immortal Sect has really suffered heavy casualties in the past two years."
"By the way, I also heard that this woman has a special physique. She can harvest yang and replenish yin, and use dual cultivation to practice!"
"real or fake?"
"This news came from the outer gate of Piaomiao Immortal Sect...Shh, keep your voice down."
Everyone in the audience was talking in low voices.
On the stage, the woman from Snow God Palace did not introduce her for a long time.
Luo Qingzhou's eyes were fixed on her.
Another moment passed.
Just as Xu Xinghe was about to open his mouth to remind, the woman finally spoke: "Xue Wu, Snow God Palace, early stage of return to unity."
The voice was cold and contained no emotion.
Luo Qingzhou frowned slightly, but still stared at her closely.
Xu Xinghe announced: "Piaomiao Immortal Sect versus Snow God Palace, the first competition begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly stumbled and almost fell.
His expression suddenly changed.
At this time, Tian Feiyan, the saint of the Misty Immortal Sect, was about to draw her sword and take action, but suddenly her vision went dark, her body shook involuntarily a few times, and she almost fell down.
"Bang!"
At this moment, the woman in a pink skirt named Xue Wu across from her suddenly rushed in front of her and punched her in the face.
Tian Feiyan was immediately knocked out, and at the same time, two front teeth flew out with blood in his mouth.
As soon as she fell to the ground, the woman named Xue Wu appeared in front of her, and with a flash of cold light in her hand, she cut off her head.
The competition is over.
Everyone in the audience: "..."
Xu Xinghe on the stage: "..."
"puff--"
The headless corpse spurted blood.
A shadow suddenly emerged from Tian Feiyan's body, and while running away, he screamed miserably: "Master! Save me!"
The snowless woman grabbed her neck.
Gongyang Yan, the great elder of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, woke up and hurriedly flew up, saying angrily: "Stop! We admit defeat!"
Xu Xinghe also immediately shouted: "Stop!"
The Xuewu woman looked at him with cold eyes and said, "Announce the result first."
Xu Xinghe froze for a moment, then his eyes twitched and he said: "In the first match between Piaomiao Immortal Sect and Snow God Palace, Snow God Palace wins."
After finishing his words, Xue Wucai slowly let go of his hand.
Tian Feiyan's soul fled off the platform in a hurry, trembling and crying.
The thousands of cultivators in the audience were all silent at this moment.
Luo Qingzhou's eyes were still fixed on the pink figure on the platform, his face changing constantly.
When the figure walked coldly down the platform, he immediately flashed and chased after him.
(End of chapter)
