Beauty like the cloud of the Merry Emperor

The weather was clear, blue sky and white clouds, a white misty mountain located in the southwestern part of Yunnan Province, a young man in green clothes stepped on a red broken sword, and landed on a small hill.

The small hill is not big, and there is only one thatched cottage on it.

The young man in the green shirt had just left a cup of tea when an old man in white came out of the thatched cottage, squinting his small eyes, looked at the young man in the green shirt, frowned slightly, and said in a bad tone: "Who is your Excellency?" , Why did you break into my Qiankunzong Mountain Gate? If you don’t give me an explanation, don’t leave today, Your Excellency.”

Hearing the threat, the young man in green shirt raised a disdainful smile and said proudly, "Are you an inner sect disciple?"

The old man in white said with surprise on his face: "How do you know that I am an inner disciple?"

"However, if you are only a smart late-stage cultivation base, you are not an inner disciple, so are you still a core disciple?"

Chen Lingxuan sneered and said indifferently.

The old man in white showed a look of vigilance, and asked sharply, "Who are you?"

"Chen Lingxuan, core disciple."

Chen Lingxuan said something boring, and a pair of eyes shot out a sharp light, and shot at the old man in white.

The body of the old man in white trembled slightly, and he almost fell down, with a pop!A big mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, his face was a little terrified, his eyes were slightly angry, and he sneered: "Hmph! How dare you pretend to be the core disciple of this sect. How dare you sneak attack me, even if your strength is Qiang, I want your dead body here today."

Chen Lingxuan's expression was as usual, and he said lightly, "What a big tone."

"Qianyuan chop."

With a cold shout, Chen Lingxuan's right fingertips condensed a yin and yang sword energy, and rushed towards the old man in white majesticly.

The fear on the face of the white-clothed old man was even stronger. Just as he sacrificed a square white shield and released a white mask to protect himself, the Yin-Yang sword energy suddenly came and bombarded it!

Rumble!With a cracking sound, the white shield shattered, and the old man in white retreated more than a hundred steps before stabilizing his figure a little.Even so, it was severely traumatized.

Chen Lingxuan walked towards the old man in white, and said to himself, "You should be the inner disciple of this sect who guards the gates. I am Chen Lingxuan. The core disciple of the Qiankun sect, what questions do you still have? Do you still want to stop me?" No?"

The old man in white clothes said with fear on his face: "Don't dare, dare not, if Uncle Chen wants to go in, just go in, how dare the disciple stop it."

Chen Lingxuan smiled, and said irrefutably: "If what happened today falls into the mouth of other people, you will die miserably."

After speaking, Chen Lingxuan rushed towards Xiuwen Peak.

The old man in white said respectfully: "Respectfully send off Master Chen."

Chen Lingxuan's figure disappeared behind the sight of the old man in white.

The white-clothed old man's expression was uncertain, but finally he gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Huh! What about the core disciples? The old man has been in Qiankunzong for many years. Aren't you core disciples just aptitude, okay? Hehe! I'll go find Uncle Wan later, and let you, a fur boy, know how powerful the old man is."

Three hours later, at Xiuwen Peak, Lingxuan Courtyard, on the main seat in the hall, a beautiful woman in white skirt sat on it, looking at a young man in green shirt standing in front of her.

It was Chen Lingxuan who told Huang Xiuwen about going out when he returned to Xiuwen Peak.However, Huang Xiuwen didn't seem to be very interested in these things, but said coldly: "You killed a lot of people?"

"Hmm! The disciple encountered a little trouble."

Chen Lingxuan replied honestly.

"Are you in a bit of trouble and need to kill thousands of people?"

Huang Xiuwen's face darkened, and she asked sharply.

Chen Lingxuan looked calm, and said with a smile: "Others want to kill the disciple, but the disciple must not be beheaded by others!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Huang Xiuwen said hello three times, looking at Chen Lingxuan's expression, she became more and more unkind, and said with a sneer, "You did what happened in Tokyo, right? Also, you are the only one who has destroyed the power of mortal families in Huaxia these days." People did it!"

Naturally, Chen Lingxuan couldn't admit it. With a frightened expression on his face, he shook his head and said: "Master, don't you believe me?"

Huang Xiuwen snorted coldly: "It's not that the teacher doesn't believe you, it's just that everything you have done is a heinous crime and violates the rules of the alliance."

Chen Lingxuan narrowed his eyes, looked at the master who had moved his heart, and said calmly: "Then how does the master plan to deal with the disciple?"

Huang Xiuwen's face was heavy, she looked at Chen Lingxuan carefully, sighed and said: "According to the ancestor and suzerain, the three elders mean to execute you. However, I will give you a life as a teacher, but, but It is to abolish your cultivation base."

"Abolish my cultivation?"

Chen Lingxuan laughed out loud, looked at Huang Xiuwen coldly, and said with a sneer on his face: "What serious crime have I, Chen Lingxuan, committed to abolish me? Haha! What a master, what a Qiankun sect."

Huang Xiuwen's eyes showed a bit of unbearable color, but seeing Chen Lingxuan's appearance, it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and made several seal formulas with both hands, shooting Chen Lingxuan away.

clap clap clap!

White light flickered on Chen Lingxuan's body, and a set of silver battle armor emerged, and the seal formula landed on it, and it exploded with a bang.

Chen Lingxuan was unscathed, he slapped the Qiankun bag on his waist, white light flashed past, and a figure appeared, it was Han Taichen.

As soon as Han Taichen appeared, he shouted loudly: "It's cold and snowy."

From his body, there were bursts of cold air, and the surrounding temperature was dropping. A trace of snowflakes turned into a snow arrow and rushed towards Huang Xiuwen.

"Don't hurt her."

Seeing that Huang Xiuwen was about to be hit, Chen Lingxuan hurriedly shouted.

"Humph!"

The golden glow on Huang Xiuwen's body was blasted by the thunderbolt, and she collapsed in an instant. She let out a cold snort, opened her mouth, and a white light burst out, colliding with the snow arrow.

Bang!

There was a deafening explosion, and Chen Lingxuan's ears went numb, and he stepped back ten steps before he stabilized his body. He looked at the two people who were fighting, but they had already stopped fighting.

Han Taichen's strength is very strong, since he had a tie with Huang Xiuwen, one must know that Huang Xiuwen is a little higher.

Huang Xiuwen looked slightly surprised, stared at Han Taichen, and said mockingly: "Who am I? It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Han, but I don't know that Fellow Daoist Han is not practicing at Taichen Peak in Sangshan Mountain. He sneaked into our Qiankun Sect. What do you want?"

With a calm face, Han Taichen laughed and said, "Young Daoist Huang, if you want to abolish his cultivation, you have to step on his corpse."

Huang Xiuwen sneered, looked at Chen Lingxuan behind Han Taichen and said, "Are you going to protect me, a traitor?"

Han Taichen's tone sank and said: "Fellow Daoist Huang, do you still need to talk nonsense?"

Huang Xiuwen's face turned cold, and she said in a cold and threatening voice: "Of course it's not necessary, but Chen Lingxuan is a disciple of my Qiankun Sect, and what this traitor did violates the sect's rules. I will punish him. Come to protect you, Han Taichen. This is the gate of my Qiankun Sect, I can't do anything to you now, when the elders arrive, you, Han Taichen, will undoubtedly die."

Han Taichen turned his head and glanced at Chen Lingxuan. He didn't speak, he chose to remain silent.

The silver battle armor on Chen Lingxuan's body was retracted into his body, and he stared at Huang Xiuwen. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said warmly: "Since the master doesn't believe me, then I think so. You will no longer be my master, and neither will I." Your apprentice. That's it, how does Uncle Huang feel?"

Huang Xiuwen glanced over coldly, and said deeply, "What do you mean?"

Chen Lingxuan said in one breath: "What I mean is, since you don't believe me, just let me be a core disciple. Now you suspect that I have done those things, but even if I did, what is wrong or right? Is it right or wrong? I know that I don't need others to make the choice, you understand!"

Huang Xiuwen nodded, looked at Chen Lingxuan with a complicated expression, and said, "Be careful yourself, some people in the sect are not very polite to you."

After speaking, Huang Xiuwen left.

Chen Lingxuan sat on a chair, looked at Han Taichen who was standing there, and said with a smile: "Brother Han, we still need your help in some things about the Qiankunzong right now. I hope that you will do your best when the time comes."

"That's natural." Han Taichen agreed, and said again: "Mr. Chen thinks what your master said is true or false?"

"It should be eight points true and two points false."

Chen Lingxuan smiled unfathomably, a ray of stars flashed in his eyes, and said with a calm smile: "What Huang Xiuwen said about other people in the sect wanting to abolish my cultivation should be true. But now the Qiankun sect knows that I have done something wrong outside. It's true. The only thing is, she never thought about abolishing my cultivation, and Brother Han's sudden appearance made her feel even more that she shouldn't do anything."

The Qiankun Dojo is above the Qianfeng Peak. This Dojo is arranged within the scope of a peak. Guangdong is extremely vast. There are rows of viewing seats and a kilometer-large flat ground for disciples to compete.

The disciples of Qiankunzong who were out, or those who were still cultivating, were all seated in the viewing seats, in a condescending position, so they could clearly see the following competition.

For the Qiankun Grand Competition, contestants must be at the foundation-building stage, and those who are lower than the foundation-building stage or higher than the foundation-building stage will not be allowed to participate in the grand competition.

Among the thousands of disciples of Qiankun Sect, 90.00% are inner disciples and outer disciples. As for the core disciples, there are not many, only a few hundred.

Chen Lingxuan didn't bring Han Taichen and the others here, and they couldn't stay in the Qiankun bag for a long time. Fortunately, his combat power could still win the top three thrones.

Before Huang Xiuwen left, although he didn't say that it was the start of the competition, Chen Lingxuan also knew this, so he hurried over.

As soon as he arrived at the dojo, he was dragged to the field by Li Yanyue, a hundred people stood there strangely, with serious expressions on their faces.

The suzerain Luo Tianfeng stood on the only high platform in the dojo, looked down at the contestants below, and shouted without anger: "The 20-year competition is about to start again, as usual, the contestants' cultivation , must be at the foundation-building stage. There are 120 contestants, divided into groups of ten. Start the competition with the first group and the twelve groups. Each group must elect a team leader. The second group of fighting skills In this situation, it is unavoidable to seriously injure other people by mistake, remember, if your opponent has no strength to fight back, don't intentionally use the killer."