There were not stupid random cultivators and young disciples, and some of them immediately ignored the opponent when they saw this, and took the opportunity to pick the people in front of them and fought together.

The scene was completely gone from the decency that the old foxes expected for a moment, and became chaotic, and their abacus was lost.

What's worse is that with the impact of the fight, people fell one by one, and now there is really too much monks and less porridge.

Even the few people who seemed to be calm and gentle could not hold back.

Zhu Yang sat aside, playing with a bone fan in his hand, and seemed quite satisfied with the chaos in front of him.

Let her follow other people's rules, are you crazy? When these guys form an alliance, things will be no longer fun.

And she is in a hurry, so where can she watch them come and go and fight for resources?

Logically speaking, people who have been qualified to advance will still become other people's targets. If you kill two people, it does not mean that no one can kill you.

However, no one came to pick Zhu Yang, because her tough style of disagreement made people end the battle with the speed of not being able to even play their skills, which was really tricky.

It's okay to play alone, but you still have to pay attention to the opponent behind you now. It's really not a wise choice to pick her.

Even if she made all this apart, many people secretly hated her, but she could only sigh and be afraid of her youth.

Zhu Yang thought that this peace would last until the second round, but suddenly he felt a strong wind hit him.

Zhu Yang avoided his head and heard the sound of stone slabs cracking from the ground.

She turned around and saw the female cultivator at Xiaoyao Sect standing not far away looking at her, with a silver-white whip in her hand, which was like a living snake for her to drive flexibly.

Zhu Yang smiled: "The weapons are good!"

He said that, but she didn't even plan to move the chair away. This down-looking attitude made the female cultivator bit her silver teeth.

He said loudly: "Sister Zhu, I admire you when you defeated Yun Du Lao Mother. I believe that my cultivation level has been great during this period. I still remember the last sect competition. I am also inferior to you and the senior brother."

"For this reason, I practice hard day and night. This time I meet Senior Sister Zhu. Although I still forget my advice and see if I have made progress."

Zhu Yang looked at the male cultivator. He was entangled with a casual cultivator and an old man. Two-on-one cultivator was not at the same level as the three guys yesterday.

From these people, we should know that the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect’s generation should Zhu Yang and the so-called senior brother are outstanding, so they can be entrusted with important tasks.

This female cultivator is only one-line weaker than "Zhu Yang", so her strength cannot be underestimated. Just look at the other party's solid cultivation level, Zhu Yang will know.

It wasn't the one among the three guys who were caught who was not capable and was jealous and fell into trouble.

Zhu Yang asked: "How can the entourage members also participate in the war?"

The female monk said: "There is no prohibition above."

She glanced at the Taoist sitting upright on the platform and said, "See Sister Zhu's actions were so happy just now, why? She is in a comfortable situation but she dares not?"

Zhu Yang smiled lazyly: "Not that, but you have to go to the final selection with me. At this time, I will beat you out and let the other side lose. I have to go out to help, it's too troublesome!"

The female cultivator's face suddenly looked ugly: "Sister Zhu, you are humiliating Senior Brother, and you are also humiliating me."

"Whether you want to advance, it depends on your mood?"

"What about that?" Zhu Yang's smile stopped, and the bone fan slowly unfolded, covering half of her face.

The charm of every move and the tip of the hair and fingertips seemed to be shining brightly, and the peerless beauty should be like this.

Her eyes were uncomfortable, without sarcasm, just like seeing two stones taken when climbing a mountain alone.

As long as she is there, two stones can reach the top of the mountain, which will erase their existence and efforts at a glance.

Even though the female cultivator was usually calm and indifferent, she was furious by her attitude.

"Don't talk nonsense, draw the sword!" She waved her whip to the ground, and another deep pattern appeared.

"Get out the sword?" Zhu Yang shook his head: "Don't look at me like this, I have my own pride. Since I have already cut it off, I will naturally not use all the skills that the sect has brought out."

The female cultivator's face changed, and then suddenly her soles of her feet were off the ground. She thought it was not good and quickly moved to resist.

However, the whip that was only in her hand, which had been with her for more than ten years, was poured into her daily life with her spiritual power. It was already a whip in her half of her body, but she started to move when she was unconscious.

Of course, this whip is not an ordinary dead object. Even if ordinary people have the ability to take objects from a distance, they rarely drive other people's weapons.

But who is Zhuyang? Her motivation for thinking has long exceeded the limit, and most living creatures have to be controlled, let alone a whip.

If we use a more intuitive statement, then the resistance of the female cultivator to her now is even far less than that of her and the Poisonous Skin Man.

The difference is much different.

But the female cultivator has a good fighting awareness, and understands that attack is the best defense. She no longer has the tug of war with Zhu Yang, and immediately directs a whip to rush Zhu Yang.

She was also smart, knowing that the whip was driven and could not be directed by the arm, but instead used the force to attack. She was really rushing towards Zhu Yang, which was even more fierce than the moment just now.

But just when she was only half an inch away from her, the whip could not make any progress. Instead, the female cultivator suddenly stopped and became unstable.

The whip that had been pulled out had turned around and returned to her, and immediately tied her up to death.

The female cultivator fell in front of Zhu Yang, watching her move without moving from beginning to end, and even her hands were not free. She played with the white jade-like bone fan, unable to tell which side was a carefully crafted treasure.

Her unbelievable eyes gradually turned into ash. It turned out that Senior Sister Zhu had become so powerful. No wonder she killed the great demon who had been entrenched for many years alone. No wonder she was ambitious about the position of the national teacher, and no wonder-

Dare to betray the master!

The last sect competition was two years ago. In the past two years, she worked hard to practice, thinking that she could reach the gap in strength. She even fantasized about the next sect competition, she could suppress Senior Sister Zhu and become the number one female cultivator in the sect.

But it turned out that it was just her own imagination. Her cultivation level was no longer on the same level as that of people of her peers. Even the sect leaders of many sects present were probably no match for them.

She didn't even use the sword she was good at using, and didn't know where her close-fitting sword was thrown away. Do she really disdain to use it?

The male cultivator also saw that the female cultivator was tied up. When the female cultivator first went to pick Zhu Yang, he secretly complained that he was not good.

However, seeing that she was tied up with all beards and tails, Zhu Yang did not mean to humiliate further but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

I understand Junior Sister’s personality, he is arrogant and domineering, and someone dares to offend him, and there is a lesson to be learned.

Now he is rebelling from his master again. It is probably her work for junior sister Xiao and the others who have disappeared in the past two days. Now Junior Sister Zhu doesn’t look like someone who talks about friendship between her, and it is possible to kill her.

She just tied up Junior Sister Yun and threw it aside and ignored it, which made the male cultivator feel much more relieved.

Better focus on the battles in front of you.

Zhu Yang watched coldly. Xiaoyao Sect is worthy of being the key to this mission. It is true that the quality of disciples is far better than other sects.

It is more likely that after decades of escaping from the world, the male cultivator was already stronger than many people present in his twentieth year.

Even if the three guys she caught were actually not weak in the entire Xuanmen.

Then Zhu Yang had some doubts about how strong Xiaoyaozi, who ruled this large number of elite children, was.

In this way, everyone had their own thoughts and the battle quickly came to an end.

In the end, there were still sixteen people standing on the court, and only three or four of these sixteen people were still decent. It seemed that these were particularly powerful people.

The people from the National Master's Mansion stood up and did not have the arrogance of observing the wall. They bowed their heads to the rest and said respectfully: "Thank you all the experts for your hard work."

"Please move into the hall for a while, the next game will start in an hour."

To be honest, everyone understands that the selection is too rough.

Most of them, a group of top practitioners, were sifted down so quickly and in a mess.

Of course, the indecency depends on the young fellow Taoist Zhu, but the unruly inaction of the National Master's Mansion is even happy to see it. This is also the reason for this.

After all, they are not a group of reckless men competing for the top scorer in martial arts, but they are now screened in such a rough way.

He has already thought about it with a little more flexible mind, but these people have always been arrogant and naturally think they are different.

Moreover, the position of the national teacher is too tempting. What is this indecent? In the face of huge temptation, no one can make the appearance look good.

Sixteen people followed the servants into the inner hall, and of course some of them also lost their combat effectiveness in the melee just now, which reduced a lot.

As soon as everyone sat down, a maid came in with a hot water towel and a comb and bronze mirror, which was also thoughtful and made everyone reorganize their image.

Only Zhu Yang's body was cleanest, but he waved his fan to express his retreat.

After cleaning up the tape, I brought all kinds of exquisiteness and almost let everyone enjoy it.

There are only a few young people present, while the other older ones are not very tempted, but the tea here is really good.

Even the special offerings of the sect are slightly worse. Some people love tea and even write poems improvised, and they look leisurely like a fairy-like and sacred person.

How can I tell how tough these old men were just beating people?

Zhu Yang casually ate the snacks on the plate, which is worthy of being specially made by the imperial chef, and is much more refined than the foreign exchange.

The other two in Xiaoyao Sect have a harmonious atmosphere inside the gate, and they even sit next to her. The male cultivator looked complicated when she looked heartless, while the female cultivator lowered her head and looked depressed.

It's time to have not come back to my senses from the blow just now.

As they were chatting, someone came in and said to everyone present: "The emperor learned that all the immortal masters are taking a break here. I would like to ask everyone to talk about it. I wonder what the Taoist priests mean?"

Speaking of which, the emperor should not be summoned at this time, but the other party always thought about it and it was one.

Moreover, the first game of the National Master Mansion was too big, and there were only a dozen people left at once. If you didn’t bring your servants, it would not seem chaotic, and it would be okay to see him at first sight.

Everyone present is naturally happy. Although the emperor is stupid, he has a relationship with the monarch and his subjects, let alone ordinary people from the mysterious school.

His opinions also account for a large proportion of the national teacher's acceptance of his fate.

Everyone was naturally happy to see the emperor's sudden whim. After being expressed, they could only act like they were just right.

The person who came to take over was the emperor's servant, and the National Master's Mansion was also set up in the palace, which was strictly speaking not far from the sleeping palace where the emperor lived.

After all, it is not that there are monsters who want to sneak into the palace and destroy the emperor himself or make the world go to trouble, and one of the important tasks of the national teacher is to protect the emperor's safety.
To be continued...