Tingxuan Water Pavilion became deserted, and sixteen people were practicing hard in their respective rooms. Tian Maoping entered the mustard seed studio maintenance agency, and cursed in anger: "Damn Xiaofu'er and Gu Qingcheng actually sold my information for a high price. It was really a nest of snakes and rats, and they were in a mess. Quanben Novel Network"

I weighed the strength hidden at hand. In addition to the six-armed monster clone, there was only Zikang Sword. After taking off the last layer of seborrhea, the sword evil will be slightly successful and the attack power will be doubled. After raising it for so long, it is time to make a big splash.

As for Yu Yan, she exuded a hint of her breath in the battle with Zuo Xuan. Looking at the promotion, who did not have a few trump cards? This is no surprise, but if you can avoid being violent, you will not be violent. The Demon Sect only said that it has entered the top ten in total, and there is no next action plan. When applying oil to the soles of your feet, you must always have more guarantees.

According to the news from Fuxi Jing, Xuanxuan and Liu Wushuang had not entered the top 16. The two encountered an unimaginable enemy. Almost as soon as the battle began, they were subdued by their opponents with special means. Xuanxuan met Chen Xijing, the second son of the God of Wealth, and Wushuang met Feng Wanli, the second elder's confidant. It is reasonable to have such a result.

It is worth mentioning that Ouyang Beichen seemed to have received guidance from experts and used the power of Taichu Tiansha. He no longer sticks to large-scale killer moves, but instead goes in a detailed direction. He performed well in the just-concluded battle of the top 16 and has already had a bit of a master's posture, which is considered bad news.

Three days may not be enough for others, but it is enough for Tian Maoping, so he became the most leisurely person in Tingxuan Water Pavilion. He held a pot of chun wine and jumped to the roof and decided to relax. The same competition is equivalent to an exam, and he is moving towards this goal from beginning to end. What should be prepared is almost done, so he can't always keep the spirits tense, he should rest.

The wind blows gently, making people feel sore into their bones, stretching their waists. I don’t know if Tianyi’s life will come to an end, but I am really not suitable to be fine and I can never get rid of that feeling of guilt.

"Hey. Junior Brother Haotian is so elegant." Helan Jinming appeared in the attic opposite with Shen Manrong, and the two of them stayed together.

"Haha, I want to feel the taste of becoming a leisurely cloud and a wild crane. It is very good to lie here to see the white clouds, especially with the gurgling waters in the distance, the Tingxuan Water Pavilion is indeed quiet and far away."

Shen Manrong chuckled: "Is the junior brother indifferent to fame and fortune? There are not many disciples who have this mentality at a young age. Master Mén wants me to ask my junior brother's position. Does it represent Xiao Qingtian? Or Daheitian, or even the ranking of Cuiwei Mountain, a master of Tiangong. "

Tian Maoping heard something in her words, sat up and asked, "Is this any difference?"

Shen Manrong said calmly: "Different. There are very different things. For example, Senior Brother Helan represents Daheitian, but he cannot represent the Helan family. I represent Xiao Qingtian. Although he has a close relationship with the general, he can only belong to Xiao Qingtian. Master Tiangong is an idle organization and cannot compare to the commander of a blessed land. Elders of the teacher hope that the future Xiao Qingtian will be controlled by Wushuang and Daheitian, and Senior Brother Helan and Junior Brother Haotian will be jointly decided by Senior Brother Helan and Junior Brother Haotian. I wonder what the junior brother wants?"

Hearing this, he thought to himself: "Is this the real purpose of competing with the Mén? Delegating power to his disciples and taking charge of the blessings of heaven and earth? It seems that there is such a possibility, but it is not entirely true. Don't agree to her first, maybe it's a trap."

"Senior sister is joking. I am free and easy in Cuiwei Mountain. The institution teacher doesn't have much time to manage the internal affairs, so he gave all the industry to Lin Feng'er. How can I cross the line with so many senior brothers in front of me in Daheitian? It means that Cuiwei Mountain is more convenient!"

Chen Manrong was not surprised and smiled at Helan Jinming and said, "How is it? Senior brother, I guessed right. Haotian is indeed not a person who pursues fame and fortune, but this is a bad thing. How can he stay with the general? The subsequent competition will become more and more intense. I am afraid that relying on Cuiweishan alone..."

Helan Jinming advised: "Haotian, you are too careless. No one in Daheitian doesn't praise you. Uncle Zheng is also very satisfied with you. It takes five people to hold the rune sword. The other senior brothers hope you can come back to take charge. Xuanxuan's grades are among the 134th generation of disciples. As long as time is unlimited, you, a master, should think about your disciples even if you don't think about yourself?"

"Thank you for your kindness, but there is something unknown below. The teacher is at its peak. Why should we retreat? Isn't it better for them to take charge of the blessed land?" Helan Jinming hurriedly explained: "A person's life span will always be exhausted. If he does not reach the state of Taiji Great Perfection, it will last for more than a hundred years. Several elders have been stuck for too long. If you want to improve, you must go to seclusion and practice hard. After the competition, the power has become a routine. This is nothing strange. I don't have much hope to squeeze into the top ten in total. It is already very good to be ranked ten to twenty. However, seeing that the junior brother's terrain is very strong, it is very likely to enter the top ten. The big black sky needs a person like a pillar, which is good for the development of the next decades. Come back and help me! Junior brother.///!///”

Tian Maoping was unmoved. He didn't want to drag Da Heitian down. He shook his head and refused, "Senior Sister and Senior Brother are grateful for their kindness, but they all have their own ambitions. I hope I will not make a choice against my will. Now I can't promise anything, but I will definitely repay Da Heitian's cultivation grace when I have the opportunity. Although Senior Brother Helan is relieved, Cuiweishan and Da Heitian are definitely a family. No matter when and where, whether I am here or not, this heart will never change!"

It's already said that, Helan Jinming is not good at being aggressive anymore, so he can only sigh and give up. Free Novel Network

Chen Manrong's eyes were filled with praise, and thought for a while and said, "It's a good thing for junior brother to have such ambition, but the situation is tense now. In this way, Daheitian will fully support Senior Brother Helan to take office, and you will lose your secret protection. You will definitely encounter a strong enemy in the next competition. It is said that the junior brother is more dangerous than Zuo Xuan, and almost all the tricks are used. Many senior brothers with Mén are all treasures. Master Zheng Qinghui has never liked external things, and there are few treasures passed on, which invisibly increases the difficulty of the battle."

Speaking of this, he paused and said, "Maybe my junior brother has plans to give up the competition with me. After all, it is rare to get to this point today. The benefits of getting from the total area are enough for Cuiwei Mountain to show. What's the benefit of continuing to compete?"

Tian Maoping laughed and said, "Senior Sister's temptation is not so clever. To be honest, I want to show Cuiwei Mountain into another blessed land. This is the reason to support me in fighting. The stronger the competitors, the better. Life is the most important thing in training. The soldiers come to block the water and soil. The ranking of the top ten places is me. By the way, do you know who my opponent will be tomorrow?"

After all, Chen Manrong was considering herself, giving up Yuhu and tempting her. In short, she was afraid that Junior Brother Ouyang would retreat, so she breathed a sigh of relief after receiving a satisfactory reply. However, she was still a little confused about the sudden rise of Master Tiangong. In her understanding, whether it was Mr. Máo or Master Black Witch. She was all non-staff members, and she could not be compared with the authority of the General Mén, but she was also a blind eye. Some forces were hidden very deeply, and even the General Mén was quite afraid.

"If my junior brother doesn't get the help of Daheitian, his opponent will be the fifth ancestor Yin Qingpeng tomorrow."

"What? How could it be this person? It's so outrageous! When I meet a shorter generation, I have to call my uncle, which is unlucky! Why are all the powerful opponents encountered by me? Is there any powerful force behind me? The gap between them is too big." Helan Jinming laughed: "How is it, are you considering our proposal?"

"Swoosh" Tian Maoping jumped into the yard, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter. They are all one nose and two eyes, how could I be afraid of him?"

The voice went away, Chen Manrong and Helan Jinming looked at each other, and both felt that this junior brother was arrogant and would suffer losses.

In the competition the next day, I met Yin Qingpeng. Tian Maoping wanted to slap his mouth. Yesterday he said that he had both noses and two eyes. It was no big deal. Today he caught up with this special person, and he saw a divine eye on the eyebrows. He usually blocked it with a stone and couldn't see it. His talent only appeared on the battlefield.

"Hello, Uncle Yin, my nephew is polite!"

The man opposite was in his thirties, with a sharp edge and angular face as if a knife was cut, and his expression was extremely cold. He stood with his hands behind his back and glanced contemptuously, and said, "You are Ouyang Haotian? Zuo Xuan lost to you, it is not unfair! I advise you to give up those sideways and fight with me with one sword."

Tian Maoping laughed and said, "Can Uncle Master only compete for sword skills? Without using other means, you must know that I am a master of Tiangong, and the mechanism of the implementation is reasonable."

"Hmph, you are not qualified to negotiate with me."

Without any speculation, the two of them fought one place on the mountain peak. Tian Maoping drew his sword to block it. Suddenly, the green light flashed in front of him. Yin Qingpeng's sword was very unique, with countless tiny lights. Each time he drew his sword, forming a light belt, bursting out the extremely sharp sword energy. He was about to fight back, but his figure seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, and his movement was reduced by at least 30%, and he fell into a disadvantage in an instant.

There are many monks outside the field paying attention to the promotion battle, and they are fighting on other peaks in dire straits. What is the land that is hard to practice? Do you still want to be proud in front of your fellow practitioners?

Yin Qingpeng was concentrating on his mind. Experts could tell if there was any. At first, he thought the other party could only do some tricks, but after he could tell that he was very wrong. He had officially stepped into the sword path. Every attack seemed dangerous, but he was sure to win. The control of the sword realm had reached the level of enlightenment and was really careless.

There was a layer of gray and white on the méng in Tian Maoping's eyes. The purple killing sword rotated with the rotation of his wrist. It was a circle forward and a circle backward. Don't underestimate these two simple circles. You can attack when you advance and defend when you retreat. The sword light trembled slightly, the figure stood tall, and the fighting spirit was pulled out again and again, gradually stabilized the situation and slowly reversed the decline.

"It's not bad, eat my Wind-Splitting Sword." Yin Qingpeng threw out the flying sword, tapped his fingers from the air, and a twisted light belt flew like a drill bit. Tian Maoping hurriedly used it to form a square radius, but he was still retracted frequently after more than ten consecutive strikes. The sword was really amazing, and it seemed that he had a unique move.

"The word "Trending Sword"!"

Tian Maoping shouted loudly, and the purple killing sword kept buzzing, giving birth to endless power out of thin air, like a rotating leaf touching forward, strangling with the twisted light belt for a moment, creating a large bo pattern. Looking from a distance, I saw a circle of thick smoke and dust spreading out of the entire mountain peak, which was a wonder.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Yin Qingpeng looked shocked and suspicious. He could fight against him. The origin must be extraordinary. The strangest thing is that he faintly felt the shadow of Tianyi's sword technique, but it seemed to be more successful. Could it be that it was the lost unique skills? This is impossible.

Tian Maoping would not give his opponent a chance to breathe. The sword stroking, the sword shaking, the sword shaking, and the sword shaking, and the sword shaking, are used in competition. The purple killing sword is like a spirit, sometimes quiet and unpredictable, sometimes Taishan is pressing on the top, and sometimes the meteors die. Combined with the chou that is firmly established in a square and radiant way, lifting, belting, squeezing, pressing, pointing, stirring, intercepting, picking, and leaping. Relying on the true essence of the twelve characters, the sword technique is fully swung. There are sword lights everywhere, and the sharpness everywhere is sharp. Many moves are simplified. A unexpected sword often causes great trouble to the opponent.

The two of them hit the sky from the mountain peak, and the outside monks could no longer see their movements. Two sword lights, one green and one purple, seemed to be about to smash the sunlight. The moves of these two people seemed to be quite powerful. In fact, each collision was extremely restrained and would not leak the sword energy out at all, and temporarily tied.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Yin Qingpeng showed a strong aura, his clothes fluttered, and his sleeves swelled. Seeing that he was urging his true energy to the limit, the man and the sword suddenly merged into one. From the outside, he looked like a ten-meter-long light sword pointing straight to the sky, causing ripples. He rushed over with the power of thunder.

Tian Maoping felt distressed. Without fighting for a long time, the opponent actually started to fight desperately. Is the extreme state so easy to maintain? He quickly turned on the Thunder combat uniform. He rushed to take the opponent's powerful offensive and could not hide from the ground because the speed was too fast.

"Boom" the body fell into the mountain stone. Even with the protection of the thunder combat uniform, I felt a cramp in my internal organs. I suddenly noticed that Yin Qingpeng's sword force was attacking again, and hurriedly bent his knees and exploded out of the stone. I collided in the air. The result was the same, and I was bombed into the mountain stone again. And it was sinking deeper.

The following situation was beyond Tian Maoping's expectations. He was knocked down twenty-three times, while Yin Qingpeng always maintained his limit, with a true energy slam and strong power. Faced with such a crisis, he had to activate the defensive light shield of the folding fan of the mechanism to ensure that he was not fatally destroyed.

Once again, half of the mountain swayed and collapsed, Yin Qingpeng finally stopped.

"Madman, regardless of whether the meridians can bear it, Hu Luàn gives it." Tian Maoping cursed and climbed out of the stone in a mess. Looking up, he saw the other party standing at the top of the other half of the mountain, looking high above looking down at the common people. It makes people feel disgusted when they see it.

"Ouyang Haotian, don't think that with a battle suit, I can't do anything to you. This mountain has been filled with twenty-four sword energy. It is your prison and your death. It is your honor to be able to taste the taste of the sword domain. The first move is to compete for the world!"

It was amazing. The mountain swayed violently and was unable to stand firmly. He wanted to fly into the air, but he could not control the purple killing sword. The true energy was not smooth, the ground cracked, the sword energy was spewed out, and huge rocks were flying. Attacks from all directions swept towards his body, barely relying on the light shield to support it. This would not work.

The sky suddenly became low, hundreds of virtual sword rains hang down, and a whirlpool was stinging in the air and stabbed Tian Maoping.

At this moment, the Zi Killing Sword was entangled by a ball of shadow, as if he was casting a solid curse and could not move. Yin Qingpeng's divine eyes flashed with a faint light, which was probably his talent.

The "Swishu" defensive light shield is on the verge of disintegration. If there are sword rains a few more times, I'm afraid that the yu tiger will be used. This guy sets up a very powerful formation, leaving the special sword energy in the mountain, and then merging the aura of the whole body with the environment, just like an ancient mountain god.

"The second form, the divine sword devouring the sky."

This guy was as if he had used a magic trick. The sky suddenly dimmed, and light appeared within his eyesight. It was very small and far at first, but in a flash, it reached the top of his head. It was a solid piece of training, falling constantly at Tian Maoping, and blood was flying everywhere. This was the first time since the competition.

The light shield dissipated, and a yu tiger appeared behind the Minglei combat uniform. When switching states, it caused a flaw, and Yin Qingpeng took advantage of it.

After receiving this attack, the Zikill Sword, who had been bound, kept crying low, as if expressing his indignation that he could not fight side by side with his master. The evil spirit condensed in the sword body was alive, slowly moving and advancing in the sword veins bit by bit. Tian Maoping could feel a sense of unwillingness to surrender from the sword body, and it was about to be born.

"The third move, the ten thousand swords pierce the heart. Yin Qingpeng was still struggling and did not notice the subtle changes on the battlefield. A trace of evil spirit leaked from the purple killing sword, and then swallowed it back. The whole process was like breathing, and soon the breathing sound grew stronger. A biting cold and stormy mountain wind blew. When a small lightsword drilled out from the ground and stabbed towards Tian Maoping, an unimaginable sword pierced through the clouds and affected dozens of kilometers around.

The heaven and earth cried. The flying sword worn by the monks was trembling. It was a surrender to the kingly land in the sword, a fear of the overwhelming evil spirit. The contestants on several other mountain peaks stopped at the same time and jumped up to see the miracle. Tian Maoping said loudly: "A sword passes through the clouds, try to be taller than the sky. Three years of sword hiding the sword, and there is no trace left in purple. The qb5 strange sword comes out. Luàn world raises the edge of the army, and thousands of swords come to worship, and return to heaven and earth."

"Click..."

The clouds were pierced by the sword energy, and the entire mountain cracked from the middle. Yin Qingpeng screamed wildly, trying to use the sword energy scattered by the mountain to make a comeback. However, there was a sword in the void, a flying sword engraved with shallow runes and light purple light, poking hard at his eyebrows. Dodge? I did think about it. But the Wuliang Sword Press formed a powerful domain, lasting about one percent of a second, and a figure appeared behind him, and he said softly: "You are defeated!"

The eyes of the eyebrows were broken and the pain was heartbreaking. Yin Qingpeng was stunned and didn't know why this result was.

The entire battle did not last long. The purple killing sword returned to the sheath. Tian Maoping was the first disciple to obtain the top eight qualifications. This powerful shock power never dispersed for a long time. The disciples of Guan Mén cultivated by those old monsters in Tianyi. Yin Qingpeng, known as the fifth ancestor, was defeated, and was defeated so simply. The power of a sword is so powerful, respectable, terrifying, terrifying!

This day, the competition was arguing with the pioneering reputation of the Zikill Sword, and there was no point in seeing it. Many disciples were lost and repeatedly pondered the sword of the power to drive the mountain and the vast world. Most people only noticed the changes in the clouds caused by the Zikill Sword when it was just born, but they could not see through the real killing move that was like the wind and shadow.

After a tense competition, the candidates for the quarterfinals were officially released. They were Ouyang Haotian, Helan Qizhen, Helan Jinming, Bai Zeming, Chen Manrong, Tenger, Xiaofuer, and Zhao Wuji.

At night, the smoke was vast. A beautiful figure sat in the pavilion of the water pavilion. Tian Maoping went to the appointment on time and complained in his heart: "What kind of demon moth does this Miss Chen Manrong have to pull? It's mysterious and must run so far to speak. It's probably Ouyang Beichen's little trouble."

Chen Manrong stood up to greet him. After both sides sat down, they asked, "Junior brother, your earth sword has attracted widespread attention from all parties. It is an ominous sword. It should have been damaged hundreds of years ago. Why did it appear in your hands?"

"I don't understand why my sword is an ominous sword. How do you judge its origin? To be honest, this sword is almost forged by me. Even if the former master has done something, how can I attribute the sin to a flying sword? Good or bad depends on one's heart, and auspiciousness and ominousness vary from person to person."

Chen Manrong said leisurely: "Junior brother, listen to me. The original owner of this sword can be traced back to more than ten generations ago. It was a defiant figure. At that time, the name of this sword was Tianshi. You should know its genus well. Each flying sword has a sword vein. This Tianshi's sword vein is unique. The more people you kill, the stronger the evil spirit will be gathered, and it can be called a demon soldier in the right way. Its original owner slaughtered hundreds of thousands of monks, cultivated the evil spirit of the sky, and This sword challenged the man who was a palm, and was finally destroyed by a treasured fairy sword in Mén. From then on, the whereabouts of the man is unknown. Today, when you are fighting, Master Ge Qingyun happened to pass by. His knowledge and strength are rare among Mén. He recognized this sword as Tiansai at a glance. He was always worried that his junior brother would be stained by the evil spirit in the sword and become a bloodthirsty demon, so let me ask about the specific situation. Mén does not want another catastrophe, you must give him trust."

Tian Maoping suddenly realized: "Oh! No wonder when he first saw Zisha, he felt a little unwilling to do so. It turned out that he was compared by the fairy sword. These are old past events. I will not use Zisha to kill monks. Besides, our mechanical masters have a far better cultivation level in Jing Shen than ordinary monks, so the sword evil has little impact on me."

"Okay, since that's the case, I'm relieved. You have a little more confidence in the battle with Ouyang Beichen. The junior brother is really amazing. Every time he can be unexpected. Judging from your calmness, it seems that there is still some reservations. The Ouyang family is worthy of the ancient cultivation family. They have created two masters in just a short time. If you inherited Ouyang Beichen's treasure, I wouldn't have to make careful arrangements. It's too late, will my junior brother have other things?"

"Dare you ask my senior sister what she thinks about the competition in the future? Help me analyze and analyze who will the opponent be?"

In fact, this is a disguised acquisition of inside information. Chen Manrong said calmly: "My junior performance today scared away many people. No one wants to capsize in the Yin ditch, so your opponent will be Helan Qizhen or Tenger. They are not local forces in Tianyi, but it's better to be careful. These two people are not easy to deal with!"
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