Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 747 There is no regret in this life!

The time of three hours is very short, and it passed in a blink of an eye. In front of Song Qing and others, there are a hundred fighting venues in Shanghai, and only one person is left in each venue.

Tang Lianxin, that strange person, Zhang Tong, Li Yi, Wang Yu, Xia Guhan...

"Lian Min, you will lead a team of disciples from the Dragon Slaying Sect, and send the eliminated ones back to the sect. The injured ones will be settled first and assigned later."

Song Qing glanced at the hundred disciples on the field, nodded in satisfaction, and then gave instructions to Lian Min.

"Yes."

Among the Golden Core cultivators, Lian Min came out, clasped his hands in response, and then gave Song Qing a complicated look, then led the disciples of the Dragon Slaying Sect, supported the wounded, and led the other disciples to Qingxinyuan.

After all, she and Song Qing are people on two paths. Although they can still meet now, she can only look up to the latter.

"The rest, you will all become the elite disciples of our Langya Immortal Sect, but even though you are elite disciples, you still have to be ranked high and low."

Song Qing looked at the hundred disciples again, and said: "The resources in the sect also depend on your strength to win, and several other elders and I also have the idea of ​​recruiting disciples, so you are also going through a period of time. selection."

Hearing Song Qing's words, not only did Tang Lianxin and the others feel no dissatisfaction, but their eyes lit up.

The suzerain and the elders are also recruiting disciples, and they are all the existence of the Yuanying ancestor. If I can worship the Yuanying ancestor as my teacher...

All the monks couldn't help but start thinking about it. Among them, Tang Lianxin blushed slightly, and that strange man clenched his fists secretly, either looking directly or peeking, all with burning eyes, looking at Song Qing.

"I must worship the suzerain as my teacher!"

This is the common aspiration of the two of them at this time.

On the other side, Song Qing had a panoramic view of the situation of Tang Lianxin and that strange person. Although he didn't show it, he shook his head and smiled bitterly in his heart: I am really a sweet potato, and both men and women can eat...

"For the next selection, it is the same as before. You can participate or not. If you choose to participate, you will not move on the fighting field. If you choose not to participate, you will automatically leave the range of the fighting field."

Song Qing continued to order, but Tang Lianxin and the others have come to this point, which one is not a determined person?Naturally, they would not give up just like that, and no one walked out of the fighting field.

After seeing this scene, Song Qing also nodded secretly. These people will be the mainstay of the Langya Immortal Sect in the future, and they must be cultivated regardless of whether they are accepted as disciples or not.

"Okay, since everyone has decided, then this round of fighting skills will begin. This round of fighting skills is based on a two-in-one system, and when there are odd numbers, there will be one bye."

Song Qing announced again: "In all games, except for those who have a bye, others are not allowed to take a break. The elders and I will randomly select the whole game."

After finishing speaking, Song Qing, Qi Yubai and the others looked at each other and nodded. This was what they had discussed before.

Although there was no prohibition on the transfer circle in this square before, but with the strength of Dragon Slaying Sect, it is possible to create a short-term transfer circle in a short period of time.

Then Song Qing and other ancestors of Yuan Ying flickered, and suddenly they gathered together, forming an inexplicable formation, and began to make seals.

On the [-] combat venues below, the forbidden magic circle suddenly burst into light, Tang Lianxin and the others were startled, and then their vision blurred.

The next moment, when their vision recovered again, the scenery in front of them had already changed.

I saw that there was an extra person in front of me out of thin air, it was the disciple of the sect who had advanced to the top [-] like himself.

"The fight begins!"

After Tang Lianxin and the others were randomly transferred, Song Qing and the others dispersed again, falling to every corner.

And since the number of fighting venues has been reduced from [-] to [-], there is no need for Jindan monks to supervise, Song Qing and other Yuanying ancestors directly cover all of them.

As for those fighting venues that no longer have monks, under the leadership of the Jindan monks of Langye Xianzong, they have been split up and revoked.

In the remaining [-] martial art venues, under Song Qing's order, the monks began to fight again, but this time, compared with the previous ones, it ended at the end.

After all, everyone didn't have any hatred before, and they are both elite disciples of Langya Immortal Sect. If they look down and see each other, no one will be killed because of defeat or victory.

After seeing this scene, not to mention Song Qing, even Qi Yubai and others couldn't help but nodded. The most important thing for an immortal sect is internal unity. If they attack each other and kill each other, that's the way No matter how powerful Zuo Xianzong is, it will eventually fall apart.

After about half an hour, all the fights were finally over.

Under Song Qing's order, the loser was placed outside the venue to rest, and then randomly transferred again, and a new round of fighting skills broke out again.

In this way, after another three hours, No. 1 was finally decided among the hundred. As for the so-called ranking, it was of secondary importance, and Song Qing did not continue to organize the duel.

At this moment, the selection of disciples by the ancestor Yuanying finally started.

When Tang Lianxin and others recovered from meditation, Song Qing and others got together again.

"If you have any disciples you want, you can choose them. At our level, you should also find someone who can inherit the mantle."

Song Qing said this to Qi Yubai and the others, but in his heart, two candidates had already been determined.

Originally, Song Qing just wanted to accept one, or didn't accept it at all, but he didn't expect that not only would he accept it now, but it would also exceed his expectations.

"Of course there are. I really should accept a disciple."

Qi Yubai nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Even Senior Brother Song has a disciple now, but I don't have any now!"

"That's right. Although the old man has already accepted two disciples, they have all fallen now. I really need to accept one or two more."

A glimmer of gloom flashed across Li Tian's eyes, but then he recovered, saying so, one of his two disciples fell in Haozhou, and the other fell in the blood sea cultivation world.

"The old man is not going to accept any more disciples, it is enough to have Yubai alone in his life."

Feng Zhen said so suddenly, with a proud and understanding smile on his face, among the few present, his disciples had the highest achievements.

"Master!"

Even though they are already in the same level, Qi Yubai still couldn't help but cry out when he heard Fengzhen say that. Qi Yubai has always kept in mind Fengzhen's kindness to him.

When other people saw this scene, not only did they have no objection surprisingly, they all nodded secretly enviously: If the old man had such a disciple, he would not want to accept him again.

(End of this chapter)