Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

Zhou Tao felt like he was done.

The moment he drew his sword, he even thought about which part he should dig out the fastest and cleanest demon core from.

He may never be able to look directly at Jiang Yanlu and the monster in the same scene in his life.

Zhou Tao put away his sword with a speechless face.

The scabbard accidentally poked the elder of the Kunlun Palace who was still nervous and shut himself up beside him.

The elder of Kunlun Palace was startled, and saw Zhou Tao when he turned his head.

Even more angry.

"I didn't use any force when I was on stage, what's the use of poking me now?!"

Zhou Tao was in the second competition. Before he could even pull out the scabbard, he was kicked down by Qiyue.

The elders of the Kunlun Palace have lived such a long time.

Can you not know what thoughts are in the hearts of those disciples who have not even drawn their swords out?

Wasn't it just watching his jade flute and flute cut in half by Xie Qi, afraid that his own sword would also be broken by Xie Qi's sword!

This group of disciples usually run rampant in the sect, but when it comes to critical moments, none of them are useful.

It's annoying to watch!

Stinky sword repair!
"Stay aside, don't dangle in front of me!"

Knowing that he was wrong, Zhou Tao put the long sword back into the mustard bag, walked aside from a distance, and continued to watch the competition between the two sects.

on the test bench.

Jing Ze was still fighting with the four Jindan disciples of the Taixuan Sword Sect along with three Jindan disciples.

The disciples of Taixuan Sword Sect had a faint tendency to be overwhelmed.

Jing Ze said: "Quick battle and quick decision, after finishing this side, go deal with Jiang Yanlu!"

They were so proud that when they said these words, they did not avoid the disciples of the Taixuan Sword Sect at all.

The four of them could already feel how difficult this competition was.

They looked at each other, and one of them gritted his teeth and said, "Hang on, we can't hold back Senior Sister Jiang, at least take a few!"

"The Beast Master himself is not strong in combat. If they can fight, we can still fight! Interfere with his concentration!"

The four of them once again erupted with powerful aura fluctuations, and swung their swords towards Jing Ze.

And the other side.

With the support of the sixth-level white-striped jackal, Hua Qiong didn't feel much easier.

Jiang Yanlu is like a bottomless pit.

Hua Qiong originally thought that Jiang Yanlu's swordsmanship just now was the biggest hole card.

Unexpectedly, he and Bai Wenzheng fell into the talisman formation that Jiang Yanlu had arranged at some time.

It was bombed in a mess inside.

Fortunately, she was wearing the god-level defensive armor given by her father, otherwise she would probably be the same as the white-striped jackal now, with her skin and flesh cracked and dripping with blood.

Hua Qiong frowned, her face pale.

Jiang Yanlu is so difficult to deal with!
She quickly took the Huiling Pill, replenished the aura in her body, swung her whip again, and rushed towards Jiang Yanlu.

At the same time, he shouted: "Sanqing, go!"

Sanqing is the name of Jing Ze's white-patterned jackal.

In the first few moves, every time Hua Qiong called Sanqing's name, Sanqing would rush forward with her.

But this time, its roar fell far behind.

Hua Qiong's intuition was wrong, so she hurriedly turned her head to look.

The white-patterned jackal was trapped in a talisman formation, and no matter how it hit it, it couldn't escape.

She frowned.

waste!

Then she injected the spiritual energy in her body into the long whip in her hand, and threw it out suddenly.

The long whip kept waving in the air, like a red poisonous snake, pounced on Jiang Yanlu.

Jiang Yanlu swung his sword again, without any hesitation, he knocked him off the competition stage with a whip.

Hua Qiong's body fell in mid-air.

Eyes full of disbelief.

She actually...

She was knocked off the stage by Jiang Yanlu!
How dare Jiang Yanlu!
Hua Qiong stared fiercely at Jiang Yanlu.

The moment the body flew backwards at extreme speed.

Suddenly, this scene seemed familiar.

Looking back at that midnight dream, the figure that made Hua Qiong's teeth itch so far, at this moment, highly overlapped with Jiang Yanlu standing on the competition stage.

boom--

Hua Qiong fell to the stage.

She ignored the pain coming from her tailbone, and got up from the ground all at once.

A pair of beautiful eyes widened, pointed at Jiang Yanlu, and his mouth was trembling with anger: "It's you! Jiang Yanlu! It's you again!!!"

No wonder she has never found anyone in Jiyue Jianzong.

It turns out that people are not disciples of Jiyue Sword Sect at all!
It's Jiang Yanlu of Taixuan Sword Sect! !

Jian Yuquan sat in the stands.

He clearly heard Hua Qiong's voice.

Everyone else didn't know what Hua Qiong meant by this sentence.

But Jian Yuquan knows!

Jian Yuquan echoed loudly: "It's her!"

Jiang Yanlu had no time to care about the voices of Hua Qiong and Jian Yuquan.

The white-patterned jackal hadn't broken free from the trapped beast talisman yet.

Jiang Yanlu took advantage of this time to rescue the four fellow disciples who were forced to the edge of the competition stage, who were still gritting their teeth with injuries all over their bodies, from Jing Ze's hands, and kicked them off the competition stage.

Freeman Cheng Xinglan squatted aside and poked freeman Mingwei's arm:
"Brother, do you feel that the little sister's kick seems familiar?"

Mingwei nodded silently: "That's how little junior brother kicks people."

The two looked at each other, and then smiled.

Jiang Yanlu simply and neatly got all the Kunlun Palace disciples off the competition stage.

Holding a few talismans in her hand, she looked down at Jing Ze: "Do you get it off yourself, or should I get it off for you?"

Jing Ze has already seen Jiang Yanlu's methods.

His Sanqing was seriously injured, if he walked back and forth a few more times in Jiang Yanlu's hands.

Whether you can save your life is up for debate.

Jing Ze sighed, and said dejectedly, "I've already stepped down, even if the contracted beast is on the stage, it doesn't count. I should summon it down."

Jiang Yanlu took the talisman array.

Jing took back the white-patterned jackal.

So far, only Taixuan Jianzong's disciples are left on the competition stage.

The steward beat the drum.

The loud sound surrounds the entire Dongyi Peak.

"In the fourth competition, Taixuan Sword Sect wins!"

The entire mountain suddenly erupted into fierce shouts.

"Four consecutive victories!!! Taixuan Jianzong won!!! Really Taixuan Jianzong won!!! Taixuan Jianzong defeated Kunlun Palace and won the top spot in the sect competition!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"In which direction to sleep tonight, what kind of dream do you have, can you dream that I became a disciple of Taixuan Sword Sect?"

The Kunlun Palace was out of place amidst the hustle and bustle.

The master of Kunlun Palace comforted the great elder beside him: "There are always winners and losers in competitions, and it doesn't matter if you lose. We will fight again next time. Don't criticize the disciples, and don't put too much pressure on them."

Then he turned his head to congratulate Taixuan Sword Sect Master: "Sect Master Cui, congratulations."

The master of the Taixuan Sword Sect has never had such a face before.

He grinned from ear to ear: "I'm sorry, this time the top spot is almost taken by our Taixuan Sword Sect, the next competition in the cultivation world, if you come to Taixuan Sword Sect, I will treat you well hahahaha! "

Also unable to integrate into this atmosphere, unable to laugh from the heart, there is another person.