Fairy Peony's words immediately aroused Song Wenhai's dissatisfaction: "The fairy said that the master was embarrassed by the great task. Could it be that your Baihua Valley covets the position of leader?"

Fairy Peony covered her mouth and chuckled: "I am a female player and I am not interested in the leader of the league. Even if I really become a member of the league, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public... But, the little woman just thinks that to be the leader of the martial arts world, we must first have the ability to convince the public!"

Hearing this, Master Ziyun also stood up: "Although I think I am embarrassed by the great responsibility, as a warrior, I am still a little confident in this skill. If Fairy Peony is instructing me, I am willing to accompany you!"

"Oh! Master, are you going to make an appointment with a little girl?" Yin Wan'er pretended to be scared: "You are always a famous senior in the martial arts world and the head of a sect. Do you want to bully me, a weak woman?"

"Then how do you want to prove it?" Zi Yu stopped doing it now: "If you want to make a move, I can handle you without my father!"

"Yo, the little girl has such a big temper. You won't be liked by men like you!"

On the field, Master Ziyun and Fairy Peony were very lively, but among the crowds below, there was a person sneaking into the Ziwei Pavilion team.

Zhao Qiankun looked around and saw that he knew three people in Ziwei Pavilion. Song Wenhai and Zi Yu were helping Master Ziyun on it, and only the junior brother was still in the crowd. Zhao Qiankun walked around and finally found this kid.

"Hey, young man!" Zhao Qiankun greeted him. The junior brother turned around and frowned: "It's you? Why did you come here?"

Zhao Qiankun smiled: "Look, I don't know your name yet..."

"Yes, my name is..."

"Forget it, that doesn't matter. I'll ask you something!" Zhao Qiankun directly introduced the young man's self to him and held back: "Who is missing from you Ziwei Pavilion?"

"Young man?" The young man shook his head: "No? There were 200 disciples here this time, all of them are here..."

"All are here? Not a single one?" Zhao Qiankun frowned and took out the half of the ribbon: "Can that monster still turn into a human form?"

The demon clan generally has two forms, one is a human form and the other is the true form. It is more powerful, and it can also combine the two forms to form a half-demon form, which is more conducive to combat. However, the human form transformed by the demon clan is all fixed. Their human form is not changed as they wish, but is born like this.

Therefore, if this monster can lurk in the crowd as a victim after killing people, then either it is proficient in change magic or has special talented spells.

At this time, the junior brother saw the half-slide in Zhao Qiankun's hand and said curiously: "Hey? Why do you have the ribbon from our Ziwei Pavilion?"

"Oh, I picked it up on the road..." Zhao Qiankun replied casually.

The junior brother took it over and looked at it: "This must be Senior Brother Song's! I saw a piece of his ribbon this morning. It must be that he accidentally broke it and you picked it up!"

"Senior Brother Song?" Zhao Qiankun frowned and said, "You talk about the Song Wenhai on the field now?"

"Yes!" said the junior brother: "I asked him today, but he couldn't understand the reason, so he went vaguely..."

Zhao Qiankun narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Wenhai on the field. After a closer look, he found that there was really a piece of ribbon on his waist!

The elemental perception of the King Kong Skeleton is very strong, and everything in the world is composed of elements, so as long as he perceives it with his heart, he can always roughly judge a person's strength...

The reason for saying it roughly is that it is difficult for him to use as a reference for himself. It is as if in the eyes of humans, an ant is either a big or a small person in the ant world, and there is no way to judge because it looks so small. Unless two ants are compared, there is a difference between which one is bigger and which one is smaller.

However, when he looked at Song Wenhai now, he couldn't feel anything special about him. It seemed that after this monster pretended to be a human figure, he actually knew how to hide the demonic aura.

While speaking, the field was already on the verge of being on the court. In order to prove his strength, Master Ziyun naturally had to show his skills. Fairy Peony also sent the strongest combat power Qingyun Sword Master to challenge.

Qingyun Sword Master stepped forward and bowed: "I'm here to ask for advice, I hope Senior Ziyun will show mercy!"

This attitude looks humble, but it is actually a person who is trying to get rid of the words. To be honest, the Qingyun Sword Saint is over thirty years younger than Master Ziyun. The two are basically the same generation. However, the Qingyun Sword Saint has no doors and no sects, and is single-handed and free and easy, and has no need to look young. However, Master Ziyun, as the leader of a sect, has a steady and smooth personality, and feels like Qingyun’s elder. Now Qingyun Sword Saint is grasping this and acts like a junior. When the fight comes, Master Ziyun will not look good when he wins and loses.

However, the head of Ziwei Pavilion is also an old man. The sword in his hand shook: "Why, the so-called "The younger waves of the Yangtze River push the older waves. I heard that the Qingyun brothers are extremely powerful. Many martial arts seniors are not your opponents. Today I just hope you can give in to brothers!" His words brought back his peers!

To put it short, the two of them stood up and fought in this ten-foot-meter-square-meter-long field!

If you want to say that this Qingyun Sword Saint is really not for nothing! He used a seven-foot-long sword in his hand, which was taller than a man. The edge was five feet long and two feet long. The sword body was only three feet in front and two feet behind. He could hold it. When he fought, he also had a short spear hidden way in his sword move, and he had a little Western sword style. It was really varied and powerful!

Looking at Master Ziyun, his weapon is just a three-foot long sword. Although it is also a treasure weapon that cuts iron like mud, it is just a one-handed sword after all. As for the so-called inch long and one inch stronger, just talking about weapons, Master Ziyun is suffering a loss!

But don’t say that Ziyun is only ten years older than Qingyun, but she has been taught by famous teachers after all. The more than ten years of experience is not in vain. Her moves are calm and sophisticated. Compared with Qingyun’s big sword that opened and closed, flying up and down, Ziyun’s three-foot Qingfeng only guarded his own small area, without any extra movements, and her posture was as steady as Mount Tai, just waiting for Qingyun to make a mistake. She was a defensive counterattack routine!

Finally, Qingyun, who could not be captured for a long time, was still impatient and revealed his flaws!

Master Ziyun's eyebrows and eyes narrowed, seized the opportunity, and drove straight into Qingyun's chest!

At this time, Qingyun's big sword also slashed at Ziyun's shoulder! If neither of them stopped, Ziyun would probably have to lose one of his arms, but Qingyun would undoubtedly die on the spot!
Chapter completed!