Fang Qingxue was also extremely satisfied with her performance.
Amid the cheers and applause of the audience, she raised her snow-white chin proudly, and a playful pride appeared on her face as beautiful as a fairy.
From this moment on, the Penglai Divine Sect and the Outer Sect have two stunning goddesses!
Fang Luxuan, Fang Qingxue.
Especially these two, they are a pair of sisters.
Such an identity made countless male disciples of the outer sect unable to help but have fascinating thoughts.
Many male disciples of the outer sect had their nostrils dilated and were breathing heavily.
Some even had blood dripping from their nostrils and bent down in shame...
"Yeah, I must practice hard and let the Fang sisters look at me with admiration!"
…
With Fang Qingxue's victory, the grand competition ceremony of the outer sect and the seventh round of promotions came to a successful conclusion.
Intermission.
Under the Fang Tian Monument, Luo Fu closed his eyes again after witnessing Fang Qingxue's heaven-defying strength.
The night is darker.
In the vast night sky, there are crystal snowflakes floating in the air.
The sudden arrival of the first snow covered the Longmen Dojo in silver.
The ashram was filled with joy.
"Snowing……"
Fang Luxuanyu raised her hand lightly, and with her slender, snow-white fingers, she caught a snowflake that broke into her world on her fingertips.
The shiny nails complement the crystal snowflakes.
An innocent smile bloomed on Fang Luxuan's beautiful face. She looked at the elf that was about to melt at her fingertips, with infinite tenderness in her beautiful eyes.
In the falling snow, the dew blooms are so beautiful that they cannot be compared to anything else.
Under the Fang Tian Monument in the distance, Luo Fu looked at Fang Luxuan's charming appearance with a tender expression.
Under the decisive and decisive sword eyebrows, there was all kinds of tenderness in the starry eyes.
8.1 million years ago.
It was also such a snowy night, such snow, and such a beautiful and moving woman.
When they first met, she was as beautiful as a picture.
Her soft body leaned against his broad chest and caught a snowflake in surprise.
"Fu, look, it looks like a beautiful white elf."
Luo Fu smiled tenderly: "But no matter how beautiful it is, it is fleeting and short-lived after all."
She raised her pretty face, her beautiful eyes full of determination: "I don't care! I am willing to fall in love with you, even if it is as short-lived as the snowflakes melting away!"
"Do you dare to fall in love with me?"
Now, under the Fangtian Monument.
Luo Fu silently paid attention to Fang Luxuan in the distance. Unexpectedly, his eyes became red and moist.
"I dare." Luo Fu smiled and said firmly.
…
The snow falls rustlingly, falling silently.
Chief Bai Zhenwu stood up from the top of the Jade Tower.
This snow, to others, is a wonderful dream.
To him, it seemed so tragic, as if even Xue was seeing off his two grandchildren.
He glanced at Luo Fu calmly with his malicious eyes, and said in a low voice, hoarsely, "Luo Fu, please wait for me, chief."
"When you are about to die, I will kill all your blood relatives with swords and swords, and let you taste the pain of bereavement!"
After saying this, Bai Zhenwu had a gloomy face, raised his voice, and shouted: "Quiet!"
"We are now announcing the results of the seventh round of the Outer Sect Competition!"
"In the seventh round of promotion, 8 people were eliminated and 8 people advanced."
"Those who advance can participate in the 8th round, the 8th and 4th promotion rounds, and can also receive a reward of 40 million low-grade spiritual stones!"
"Moreover, in the next 8th round, the winner will not only receive a large number of spiritual stones as a reward, but also can choose a weapon and magic weapon personally refined by the ancestor in the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower!"
The hearts of all the disciples from outside the sect were on fire!
Although they did not have the opportunity to meet the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower, everyone regards the Patriarch as their most admired idol. Even if they just take a look at the weapons and magic weapons in the Ten Thousand Treasures Tower, it is definitely a worthwhile trip.
And the participating disciples who have overcome all obstacles and reached the top eight are extremely excited.
Luo Fu raised his eyes slightly, a pair of eyes sparkling with light.
The goal is finally close!
One of the most important goals for participating in the Grand Competition this time is the Ten Thousand Treasures Pagoda.
Not far away, Huangfu Xiao's arms trembled with excitement and he said happily: "I must get a weapon and magic weapon left by the ancestor!"
"No matter who stands in front of me, I will never show mercy!"
"Even if it's the woman I like, Fang Luxuan!"
After saying this, a fierce look flashed in Huangfu Xiao's eyes.
"Okay, be quiet!" Bai Zhenwu's dim eyes swept across the eight participating disciples and focused on Luo Fu for a moment.
He said loudly: "Now, let's proceed to the eighth round of drawing! The participating disciples will enter!"
Bai Zhenwu shook his arm and released a stream of light.
The stream of light divided itself into eight streams, each hovering above the heads of the eight disciples.
Countless spectators opened their eyes with eager anticipation and stared desperately at the ball of light above the top eight disciples.
The grand competition has reached this stage and has reached fever pitch.
They don't want to miss every exciting battle between the eight strong men.
Especially, it’s Luo Fu’s battlefield!
Soon, the eight participating disciples each activated the light balls above their heads.
Eight numbers were presented to everyone at the same time.
Taoist No. 1: Huangfu Xiao, number one on the mortal list, fights against Qian Fengtian, number seven on the mortal list.
Platform No. 2: Lu Xuan, the third person on the mortal list, fights against Long Xingyu, the fourth person on the mortal list.
No. 3 Taoist Platform: Fang Qingxue, who is unknown on the mortal list, versus Zhao Qingchuan, who is sixth on the mortal list.
Taoist platform No. 4: No name on the mortal list, Luo Fu, battle, Nalan Fu, second on the mortal list!
The whole place was in an uproar!
The showdown on platforms 1 to 3 is not very exciting, as the strength of the two sides is quite different.
Only platform No. 4!
Luo Fu, who turned out to be one of the strongest dark horses in this competition, faced off against the second strongest person on the mortal list, Nalan Fu!
"Wow, Luo Fu met a ruthless character this time!"
"Nalan Fu is the most mysterious existence on the outer sect's mortal list. There are rumors that his cultivation is not inferior to that of Huangfu Xiao!"
"That handyman disciple, Luo Fu's dark horse journey, is really coming to an end this time!"
"What a pity." Huangfu Xiao glanced at Luo Fu coldly and whispered: "It seems that my plan to let him witness my abuse of Fang Luxuan will not be completed."
"It gives him an advantage!"
As the result of the duel was announced, a murderous gaze enveloped Luo Fu.
Nalan Fu was the first to step onto the fourth platform, his cold eyes locked on Luo Fu: "Yin...Luo Fu, get up here!"
Nalan Fu almost didn't blurt out the word "thieves".
Fang Luxuan's beautiful eyes showed a look of surprise. Nalan Fu's inexplicable hatred towards Luo Fu left her clueless.
Luo Fu felt quite helpless in his heart.
He shook his head slightly, touched the ground with the sole of his foot, and jumped onto the platform.
As all participating disciples arrived at the Taoist platform, the eighth round of the Grand Competition of the Outer Sect officially began amidst the roar of cheers from the audience.
Road No. 4.
Nalan Fu stared at Luo Fu with a cold face, but lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said: "Thieves, I'm going to dig out your stinky heart and dig out your dirty eyes!"
Luo Fu looked calm and said calmly: "If you hate me because of that incident, I will stay with you until the end."
Luo Fu's words made Nalan Fu feel incredible and said angrily: "Are you still so confident? Ha, I have never seen such a shameless person like you!"
Luo Fu stood with his hands behind his hands and said in a calm tone: "You are wearing a very high-level secret mask, which makes it impossible to tell your gender."
"Since you choose to keep your gender secret, you have to be prepared to be accidentally discovered by others."
If there is a cause, there must be an effect.
Luo Fu's words made Nalan Fu speechless for a moment.
He was stunned for a moment, then became angry again: "I don't care what your reasons are, the result is that you have seen mine..."
"Then I must kill you!"
Luo Fu nodded lightly: "I understand, so I said, I will stay with you until the end."
"You, ah you, you!" Nalan Fu was so angry at Luo Fu's attitude that he almost burst into smoke!
But Luo Fu couldn't reason with him, and Luo Fu wasn't afraid of being cruel.
Nalan Fu, who came from a distinguished family, has never met such a strange man!
Growing up, the men around her either fawned over her or coveted her beauty.
However, people like Luo Fu, after seeing his body, not only did not repent, but also showed a nonchalant attitude.
Luo Fu's reaction made Nalan Fu feel a little frustrated in addition to resentment.
Could it be...that I am really that much worse than Fang Luxuan? ?
Damn it, what the hell are you thinking!
Nalan Fu suddenly woke up and hurriedly shook his head to get rid of all the distracting thoughts in his mind.
Nalan Fu gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Whatever you think, just think that I killed you for the reward! In short, you must die!"
"Yeah." Luo Fu said.
Um? ?
Just...well! ?
Nalan Fu was so angry that he scolded: "Even the ninth level of the spiritual palace dares to look down on me, Nalan Fu!"
"Luo Fu, take your life!"
After saying this, Nalan Fu did not dare to talk to Luo Fu anymore, for fear of being angry to the point of bleeding.
"The ninth level of the immeasurable Ten Thousand Techniques of Heaven's Way can break mountains and rivers with one word!"
In an instant, streams of gentle mysterious power surged out of Nalan Fu's body!
Immortal level palace soul qualifications, the power of Confucianism!
The power of Confucianism is very different from other palace soul attributes that are either sharp-edged or murderous.
The power of Confucianism has its own bookish atmosphere that makes people feel calm.
But this kind of aura is definitely not good!
Anyone who is enveloped by the power of Confucianism can't help but feel depressed.
But calming down means losing the intention to kill and losing the fighting spirit!
In the decisive battle, if you lose your fighting spirit, you will lose everything!
However, that's not all!
Nalan Fu's power of Confucianism even caused strange phenomena in the world!
The space between the heaven and the earth on the entire No. 4 platform seems to have a dark yellow texture.
The ground, space and space on the No. 4 Taoist platform seemed to have turned into a blank picture!
And Nalan Fu and Luo Fu are the people in the painting!
Such a wonderful and strange picture made all the disciples of the outer sect exclaim in amazement.
"He, he, he! Nalan Fu, he, he actually practiced Zhenzong Kung Fu to the ninth level!"
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
The feat that countless disciples of the outer sect had been unable to accomplish for tens of thousands of years was now accomplished by Nalan Fu!
"Senior Brother Nalan is so strong!!"
"Senior Brother Nalan, you are simply the god of my outer sect!"
"Hahahaha, let's see how Luo Fu responds this time!"
"The ninth level of Zhenzong Cultivation Technique is absolutely invincible. Not to mention Luo Fu, even if Luo Fu's father comes, he will still die!"
In the sky filled with cheers and exclamations.
On the No. 4 platform, Nalan Fu scolded: "The avenue is invisible, the mountains and rivers are volumes!"
"Holding the sword as a pen, one word can break mountains and rivers!"
After saying this, Nalan Fu rose into the air, holding a sword in his hand and using it as a pen!
laugh!
The sharp sword edge instantly cut through the sky!
Ten feet above the platform, the sword's edge left a large stroke of light in the air.
"one"
Immediately, Nalan Fu waved his sword again.
laugh!
laugh!
laugh!
As the sound of piercing the sky sounded one after another, the long sword, in Nalan Fu's hand, criss-crossed, moving like a dragon and a snake!
A complete word "kill" was suspended in mid-air in a shocking way.
"Kill!" Nalan Fu stood with his sword behind his back, pointed at Luo Fu with his left hand, and shouted coldly.
As the last stroke of the word "kill" was formed, the huge font suddenly released a monstrous murderous intent!
The entire Taoist platform in the scroll is shrouded in a strong murderous intent, and the air is filled with the smell of rust from sharp sword wounds!
In fact, this murderous intention actually possesses substantial power!
The word "kill" is suspended in the air, and the pen is so powerful that it penetrates the back of the paper!
On the ground of the platform, crisscrossing cracks were cut out by invisible forces!
It seems that there are thousands of invisible sharp blades that are chopping the Taoist platform, chopping the air, and chopping everything within the range of the word "kill"!
