"What? A big melee?"

Tian Xianzi beat the whole night to sit. It was the time to be full of energy. When he heard these three words, he was overjoyed and looked at the picture reflected in the mysterious mirror.

"The arrow from Ningning last night caused quite a lot of noise."

Qu Feiqing glanced at him lazily, smiling at the corner of her mouth: "Many people found the waterfall by looking for the sword light, and then went around in a daze. Didn't they see the village of the fox clan?"

Last night, the water mirror formation was broken, and the demon clan was seriously injured. In addition, most of the disciples went back to their rooms or caves to sleep. The elders did not continue to look down and went back to their house to recuperate. They did not reunite until this morning, eating melon seeds to enjoy the trial process.

At this time, the one reflected in the mirror of the Xuanxu Sword Sect was He Zhizhou who was also watching the show by eating melons.

He adhered to the health creed of going to bed early and getting up early and never wavered. After waking up, he helped Qiao Yanman secret realm to recover more than a dozen demonized fox tribes.

I finally had a rest and went out to stroll with Xu Yi for a while, but I didn't expect to directly encounter the scene of a sect's sect's scramble.

After surviving in the bushes for so long, all the water in the lakes and rivers was still unusable. The living conditions were so harsh that the young talents in the cultivation world had long stopped being as bright as before, and they stood at the entrance of the village in a mess. Those who didn't know thought it was a poor crew filming the first part of "The Story of the Countryside Immortal Cultivation".

It is very down-to-earth and very suitable for the people's big stage.

According to the ward suit, the group of people was divided into five sects, from left to right, namely Fanyin Temple, Su Wen Hall, Wanjian Sect, Snow Tower and Luming Mountain.

That is, Buddhist practice, pronunciation, medicine practice, sword practice, and talisman practice.

Trials are originally intended to encourage disciples to fight and grab each other. Now that several major sects have suddenly bumped into each other, they naturally don’t like each other, and the battle is about to begin.

Most of the disciples are strange faces he has never seen before. The two bald heads in Fanyin Temple look particularly familiar. As for the female cultivator of Wanjian Sect standing alone under the ancient sycamore tree in the distance, her ink hair and white skirt, and her sword energy is fierce.

It turned out to be Xu Yi Xinnian's senior sister, Su Qinghan.

As a salted fish who has no ideal pursuit, He Zhizhou planned to escape when he realized the situation was not good. Unexpectedly, the guy Mingkong actually raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of him. He immediately lit up his forehead and laughed loudly, "Congratulations to the donor!"

He Zhizhou almost had a myocardial infarction and wanted to have a spiral kick and a Tianma meteor fist on the spot to let this brat experience the cruelty of the adult world.

Mingkong didn't see his expression strange, and continued to say sincerely: "My senior brother and I noticed that there was something wrong with you, so we made an appointment to come here to find out. We will feel at ease if you can be safe and sound."

What does it mean to be safe and sound? He Zhizhou just wants to say to him, "Don't be safe and sound."

As long as they don't come, he will be fine; once they appear, he will have to join the two braised eggs and be beaten up.

The other gangs confronted Fanyin Temple did not notice He Zhizhou at first. As soon as the little monk opened his big mouth like a trumpet, several pairs of cold eyes looked at him at the same time.

It was like a barbecue with bamboo sticks, and poked him and Xu Yi into sieves.

He Zhizhou:...

"You are all disciples of the sect. It is a rare fate to meet them here today."

Fu Xiu, a young man in white, narrowed his eyes and smiled, his tone was lazy, but his words were very aggressive: "I know you all want to compete for the token, so don't be polite, just do it."

"That's Senior Brother Bai Ye from Liuming Mountain."

Xu Yi whispered: "He is a rare talisman genius. He is best at the Five Elements Yin and Yang technique. His magic is unpredictable and very difficult... He ranks third in the opponent that Senior Sister Su wants to challenge."

All in all, this is a master.

"Haha, not bad!"

Gao Dajian Cultivator holding the giant sword laughed and expressed his consent, "You should fight quickly, don't talk too much."

He was burly, unkempt and covered with dust. He didn't look like a famous monk, but he was like a social animal who had been working hard on the street for a day and carried a prop sword home.

Xu Yi said again: "This is Senior Brother Lu Minghao who is stepping on the snow tower. When he is out, he can have the power to break through mountains and rivers when he is full of energy."

No need to say much, this is also a master.

"There are also senior sisters Wei Lingbo and senior brother Cen Ran from Su Wentang over there who are superb in medical and drug treatment and can kill people invisibly. You must be more careful."

...This is still a master.

He Zhizhou felt cold most of his heart when he heard this. While asking Ningning for help on the messaging talisman, he asked him seriously: "Did you bring in incense? I don't want the body to smell when I was beaten to death."

"Senior Brother He, how can you be so arrogant!"

Xu Yi interrupted him seriously: "Senior sister told me that even if she is not the strongest, she can still have the method to win the championship - if you are optimistic, I will definitely not disappoint my senior sister."

He said with confidence. He Zhizhou thought that this stupid child had a clue, and had a sudden idea and thought of a sudden trick. Unexpectedly, he saw Xu Yi step forward and shouted with a high voice: "I agree too!"

He Zhizhou's back felt cold and he had already vaguely expected the end of the matter.

"This little fellow Taoist is a sword cultivator as well as me, so let's give it a first competition."

Lu Minghao smiled loudly. Although he was still sloppy and lazy, his eyes were full of sharpness and his sharpness was obvious. He was obviously an absolute battle crazier. The giant sword in his hand made deep sounds as he spoke, as if he couldn't wait to get out of the sheath.

Xu Yi had heard that this senior brother was a swordsman, but he never expected that he would be regarded as his number one opponent.

He knew his strength very well. Although he was not the top in the Golden Pill stage, he was definitely not weak. If he tried his best, he might be able to beat the top.

Xu Yi took a deep breath and looked at the female cultivator in white standing under the ancient tree, and made up her mind at that moment.

He has always been under the care of his senior sister. Today, he finally waited for the opportunity to compete fairly with other disciples. He must let Senior Sister Su understand that her junior brother is not a waste coward.

The young man drew his sword and shouted in a deep voice: "Come on!"

Unlike the talisman poisonous weapon, the showdown between sword cultivators is not fancy at all. It is purely a collision between blades placed on the surface, which is the most refreshing and thrilling.

Xu Yi concentrated his breath and recalled the teachings of his master and his sister over and over again in his mind. The pure sword intent suddenly filled his whole body, causing a gust of wind all over his body, brushing away the dim blood-colored demonic energy.

"This kid has good qualifications!"

Tian Xianzi outside the mysterious mirror said, "The spiritual power is so clear, it is a rare good seedling, but I don't know how to use swordsmanship."

After saying that, he shut up, stared at the figure on the mirror, and raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

The white light was like day, cutting off the endless evil spirit like silk threads, and Xu Yi suddenly opened his eyes and slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

"Nine and nine come together, and never stops-"

As the sword technique was read out in a deep voice, Xu Yi's sword light became even more intense, and the strong wind was like a knife, cutting through a broken branch. When he was about to shout the next sentence—

A heavy sword was swung suddenly, and it hit him directly without saying a word. Xu Yi flew three feet high!

The elders all had distorted facial features and said "Oh——" at the same time.

He Zhizhou:...

Help! Lu Minghao was carrying a giant sword and smashed it up when he was pursuing his skills! Why does Xu Yi, a sword cultivator, still need skills to read? Do you think you are a magic girl transformed!!!

Lu Minghao did not take a heavy move, but only used his sword energy to slap Xu Yi far away.

The poor child did not realize what was going on until he rose into the air. He spiraled up in the air with a confused face. The sword in his hand drew a dazzling white light, and accompanied him to jump a beloved waltz in the air.

When Ningning received the messenger talisman, she happened to see him crying and falling in front of him.

He Zhizhou: Okay, it’s worthy of being your cultivation world.

He Zhizhou had a question since he was a child. Since each skill has been reading so long, why would the enemy not take advantage of the situation and directly defeat the protagonist during this period.

Now the world of cultivation has told him in practice that those who read skills in duels have brain problems.

Ning Ning couldn't figure out what was going on for a while. She was startled by Xu Yi's crying and she quickly helped him up and wiped away the blood from the corners of her mouth.

Lu Minghao was quite innocent and frowned and scratched his head: "What are this little brother... doing? It's not my fault. He insisted on standing there motionlessly and getting beaten by himself."

When he said this, his expression suddenly became shaking: "No, something is wrong around him!"

"Finally found out?"

A woman's smile came not far away, which was Wei Lingbo of Su Wentang: "This poison is my latest treasure. It is colorless and tasteless. It can be scattered everywhere when blown by the wind."

She practices both medicine and poison, and is famous for her strange temper. She loves to study medical books in a small dark room and then makes some weird gadgets by herself.

However, this time the poison is definitely not a "gate".

"Once you are in the poisonous gas, not only will your whole body be weak, but your spiritual power will gradually be blocked and difficult to be used. In fact, its toxicity is not very strong, and your cultivation will not be affected by it... But thanks to these demonic gases, its efficacy has been increased by at least five times."

She leaned lazily against the broken wall, and she was extremely thin, with very obvious dark circles in her eyes, as if she was dyed with ink: "Do you think... you are almost exhausted? It's a pity that my junior brother and I took the antidote in advance and could not experience such pleasure."

Although Yao Xiu is known for his wonderful hands and kindness, there is a well-known consensus in the world of cultivation: no matter what, don’t provoke Yao Xiu easily. Once you are targeted, you don’t even know how you are braided.

"Oops."

He Zhizhou tried to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, but there was really not much left. The poison was very strange, and it seemed to be mixed with some hypnotic effects, which made his eyelids tremble involuntarily: "Even the demonic energy is helping her, it is obvious that the right time, place and people... we won't all leave here, right?"

Ning Ning looked around, thought for a moment and whispered: "I have a way, I don't know if it's useful."

She seemed a little hesitant and simply organized a sentence: "According to the principles of physics, when the air flow passes through the arched upper surface, the flow rate is fast and the pressure is small; when passing through the smooth lower surface, the flow rate is slow and the pressure is high. In this way, a pressure difference will be formed on the upper and lower surfaces, generating upward lift."

He Zhizhou was stunned when he heard this: "What about?"

"This is the principle of lifting up the bamboo dragonflies and helicopters. Do you think the shape of the upper and lower arches is very similar to our scabbard?"

Ning Ning held the Star Scar Sword and raised his hand to his eyes: "Although our spiritual power is so small, we can easily do the two things of jumping into the air and letting the sword sheath rotate. In this way, we can regard the sword sheath as a propeller on the plane. When we rotate and take it, we will inevitably roll up a huge sword wind-"

He Zhizhou suddenly realized: "The sword wind can blow away all the demonic energy, so the power of the poison will be very small!"

Xu Yi was confused about the principle, but he could barely hear Ning Ning's general meaning, which was to let them turn their long swords in the air and use the sword wind to force them to get rid of the poison.

"I see!"

He Zhizhou patted her shoulder gently: "Isn't it similar to the bamboo dragonfly of the Dingdang Cat? You have exhausted your spiritual power before, so it's not advisable to take action. Leave this matter to me!"

Xu Yi was no longer ashamed to look at the senior sister in the distance. In order to restore her little image in her heart, she immediately raised her right hand: "I'll come too! There are so many people and great power!"

So inside and outside the mysterious mirror, dozens of pairs of eyes witnessed an incredible miracle at the same time.
To be continued...