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"Heh, Qiu Xingyi is going to be absent again, it seems that he has handed over the task of Dongxuanfeng to you......"

Pei Ye!

The chief disciple of the West Dome Peak.

Tianwu list, in third place.

An invisible aura.

Everyone in the stargazing stand couldn't help but be disturbed by this powerful aura.

......

Everyone in the audience looked at them in awe.

Not far away, Chu Zhen, who was standing with Wu Yan, Zhao Qingyi and others, had a faint sinking gaze, and the contours of his resolute face revealed a hint of fierceness......

Pei Ye's appearance instantly gave people an invisible coercion.

Compared with the elegance and elegance of the thousand warblers in the pond, it is completely different.

This is a unique domineering atmosphere.

Behind Pei Ye were Lu Liao, a sect-level article artist ranked ninth on the Tianwu List, and Yang Ao, a genius ranked tenth.

The expressions of the two were equally arrogant and frivolous, ignoring the existence of others around them.

......

Pei Ye's steps were steady, as if every step he took would add a bit of momentum to everyone.

His eyes looked at Chi Qianying in front of him obliquely, and a smile appeared on his face.

Chi Qianying raised her eyebrows lightly, and her red lips said lightly, "Qiu Xingyi is absent, shouldn't you be happy?"

"Hehe......" Pei Ye said with a playful smile, "It's not ...... at all"

"That's right, I almost forgot that you were only ranked third, and there was a ...... between you and the first."

As soon as the words fell, a somewhat lazy voice came.

"I said Senior Sister Qianying, you are deliberately bringing the rhythm! Before the competition starts, will you give me a wave of hatred first?"

"...... Uproar"

Suddenly, there was a stir again on the entire stargazing platform.

Qi brush's gaze swept in one direction.

I saw a handsome young man with a handsome face but a rather casual dress sitting sideways on a stone pillar......

Although the other party looked cynical, once he appeared, he was like a bright star in the night sky, attracting everyone's attention.

"Senior Brother Wang Li, it's Senior Brother Wang Li!"

"Sure enough, it is worthy of Senior Brother Wang Li, every time there is such an accident. ”

......

Like the scorching sun, the bright moon, and the stars, these three top heavens appeared one after another, and the speed of the surrounding air currents seemed to become anxious.

The battle between the sects has not yet begun, and the sharp spirit between the geniuses has already been revealed.

As the three favorites to win the championship this year, before the big battle, the audience quietly competed.

......

"You think you're pulling hatred, that is!" Chi Qianying replied calmly.

"Hehe, there is a personality, I like it!" Wang Li smiled, and then raised his eyes to Pei Ye, without concealing the provocative meaning between his eyebrows.

However, Pei Ye just sneered, and his deep eyes surged with a hint of anger.

"See you in the finals!"

The simple three words are like the war letter issued by Pei Ye.

Wang Li's face was slightly gloomy, and his expression quietly became cautious.

It seemed to see in the eyes of the other party that the fighting spirit was stronger than before.

The corners of Wang Li's mouth raised, and he smiled flirtatiously, "I'm looking forward to it!"

......

Immediately, Pei Ye didn't say anything superfluous, turned around and walked towards the stargazing tower in the west.

In his eyes, in the crowd present, it seemed that except for Wang Li and Chi Qianying, no one could enter his eyes.

......

"It's crazy! It feels like the final has been booked by the two of them. Zhao Qingci muttered to himself.

"Not really! Don't look at who they are. Wu Mian on the side shook his head and sighed lightly.

At this moment, Yang Ao and Lu Liao, who were following behind Pei Ye, suddenly squinted the corners of their eyes, and their eyes swept in the direction where Chu Zhen was.

Looking at Chu Zhen standing in the crowd, Yang Ao's face showed a touch of cold contempt.

And raised his hand to make a 'wipe neck' movement.

Undisguised provocations, naked-naked-threats.

......

The other party's Yang Ao's behavior, Chu Zhen saw it in his eyes, but he looked disdainful, and at the same time, the chill in his eyes gradually revealed.

Wu Yan beside him reached out and patted Chu Zhen's shoulder.

"It's okay, the newcomer participating in the battle of the sect is originally to experience it, in case he encounters an opponent beyond his ability, he can surrender and admit defeat, and no one will laugh at a newcomer disciple......"

Chu Zhen smiled, nodded, and didn't say anything more.

Wu Yan bowed slightly, and said to the others, "You talk, I'll go first, in case we meet on the field, don't leave each other's hands!"

"Haha, if that's the case, we can only consider ourselves unlucky. Zhao Qingyi laughed loudly.

"Come on!"

After that, Wu Yan said goodbye and left.

......

Zhao Qingci looked at Wu Yan's back with some appreciation, and said, "Senior Brother Wu Yan is really warm, I didn't expect people to be so good." ”

"Of course, how bad can a man with the same surname be with me?" Wu Mian said shamelessly.

Then he suddenly attracted a roll of the eyes.

......

......

As time passed, more and more people gathered around Xingqing Peak.

Even the elders of the upper echelons of the sect gradually arrived here.

Centered on the Lingxiao Dou Battle Platform suspended in the center, people gathered in all directions.

As the most grand ceremony of the Martial Sect, I believe that few people are willing to be absent.

......

The vast Lingxiao Dou Battle Platform is like a large meteorite suspended in the air at a height of thousands of meters, and the Xingqing Peak to the north of it is even more magnificent, and the majestic shore viewing platform that exudes an ancient atmosphere is like the Qionglou of the Immortal Palace......

The other three viewing areas are also magnificent and spectacular.

If you look down from the Nine Heavens, it feels like three giant ships suspended in the void.

......

"Bell!"

The melodious and majestic bell conveyed the entire Wuzong Mountain Gate, and then the loud horn sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth went straight into the heavenly river.

An old man dressed as a deacon elder slowly stepped onto the first layer of the front table on Xingqing Peak.

Immediately, the noisy atmosphere gradually returned to silence and calmness.

"It's Elder Liu......" Zhao Qingju said as he looked at the old man from afar.

Chu Zhen, Zhao Qingyi, and Long Xuanshuang also nodded.

This Elder Liu was none other than the old man who had been in charge of recruiting new disciples for the test in Feiyun City in Shenxing Prefecture before.

It was he who was exempted from the assessment of Ye Yao, Long Xuanshuang, and Zhao Qingyi's brothers and sisters, and directly let them enter the Martial Sect.

Of course, it was also he who did not choose Chu Zhen and ordered him to continue to carry out the assessment task.

......

"Everyone!"

A strong momentum spread from Elder Liu's mouth, and everyone in the stands on all sides trembled.

"The battle of the sect is about to begin...... Please invite our eight masters of the Peak Courtyard to ......"

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the audience suddenly set off a monstrous cheer.

Together with the overwhelming applause, the storm and clouds that burst into the sky were shocking, and a cold wind swept out in all directions.

The mountain-like coercion shrouded him down, and he saw eight dazzling golden pillars of light suddenly fall from the sky, like a shocking wave, and fall on the stands above the Star Peak......

The air currents that permeate the heavens and the earth spread out layer by layer.

The hearts of everyone in the audience trembled.

The eight pillars of light converged sharply, and then the eight powerful figures were as calm as Mount Tai and their breath was as thick as the sea.

......

"I've seen all the peak masters, the courtyard masters!"

Including the elders of many sects, all the disciples of the Martial Sect saluted respectfully.

East Xuan, West Qiong, South Spirit, North Star!

Four peak masters, four courtyard masters......

Chu Chen's gaze swept over, and the only Luo Cang Courtyard Master he had ever seen was in it.

"Brother Chu Zhen, that is the Peak Master Master...... Ye Yao introduced Chu Zhen in a low voice.

Looking in the direction pointed by the other party, the Beichen Peak Lord Yuan Shang had sharp cold eyes, a tall figure, and a trace of majesty all over his body......

Chu Zhen nodded secretly, compared to the gentleness of the Lord of Luo Cang Courtyard, the Lord of Yuan Shangfeng gave people a kind of jealousy and hatred.

I have to say that being able to be selected by Lord Yuan Shangfeng as a personal disciple is also Ye Yao's blessing.

......

"Hehe, you don't need to be polite!"

A slender middle-aged man with a jade-like face and a very handsome man stepped forward and raised his hand and said.

Compared with the other masters of the Peak Academy, this middle-aged man was not only the youngest, but also personable, like a prince, with an innate majesty and nobility.

"Thank you Dongxuan Peak Lord, thank you all the Peak Courtyard Lords......"

The disciples of all the sects responded in unison.

......

"Lord of Dongxuan Peak?" Chu Zhen was stunned, and he muttered in some surprise, "Isn't he?"

"That's right, Boiled Cloud Village!" Wu Mian on the side replied in a deep voice, with a lot of admiration in his eyes.

For the three words 'boiling Yunzhuang', Wu Mian has associated it with 'old yin monkey'.

More than ten years ago, in the battle of the sect, the old yin monkey broke through the level and once reached the top eight.

Just when the semi-finals were promoted, I met the first day of the East Xuanfeng Academy at that time, and I was in Yunzhuang.

The final result was also won by Yuyunzhuang.

In addition to defeating the old yin monkey, the honors of boiling cloud village are countless, and it has occupied the top spot in the Tianwu list for several years.

He is also the only person who is qualified for the position of the lord of Dongxuan Peak before the age of forty.

......

"Qiu Xingyi, Senior Brother Qiu is his personal disciple, right?" Zhao Qingci on the side also asked casually.

Wu Mian nodded and gave affirmation.

"That's right...... As the so-called famous teacher produces a high apprentice, Qiu Xingyi was accepted by the master of Dongxuanfeng as the only personal disciple when he first started...... It's just a little bit of a pity that Senior Brother Qiu won't participate in the battle of the sect this year......"

"It should be a chance for others!" Zhao Qingyi said.

But the strength of Wang Li and Pei Ye is also terrifying, with the two of them here, the battle of the sect is also very exciting. ”

......

When discussing in private, the four peak masters and the four courtyard masters also entered the table.

The four peak masters such as Yuan Shang and Yuan Shang sat on the upper floors of the stands, while the four courtyard masters such as Luo Cang sat on the stands on the middle floor with the other elders to watch the battle.

......

"Why don't you see the Sect Master?" Chu Zhen asked casually.

"This is only the preliminary round of the first round, and the Sect Master will not come, and sometimes there will not even be a final......," Wu Mian explained.

A few people nodded, slightly understanding.

......

The four peak masters sat on the Xingqing Peak observation platform, and they didn't seem to greet each other too warmly.

Dongxuanfeng's main cloud village was the first to break the chatterbox.

"It seems that these disciples are very motivated, and this year's competition may be more exciting than last time......

"The master of the boiling peak is not here, what is there to talk about?"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his indifferent tone, and the speaker was an old man with cold eyes, who was the Lord of the West Dome Peak, Situ Song.

"Hehe......" Xiyunzhuang smiled and said, "Lord Situ Feng said that he laughed, Xingyi didn't want to participate, but he had recently encountered a breakthrough bottleneck, and due to his poor state, he had been in retreat for the past few days, so he would be absent......"

"Yes? I was absent last time, and I was absent again this time? Is it really in retreat, or is it afraid that I will lose the game, so I will lose face as the number one in the Tianwu list. ”

Situ Song said coldly.

......

"It's really not suitable to sit together when we meet. ”

Ning Qiushui, the Lord of Nanling Peak, was the only woman among the eight Masters of the Peak Courtyard.

She is dressed in a Taoist robe, her face is fair and clean, although there are shallow fine lines at the corners of her eyes, it is not difficult to see that she was a Peugeot beauty when she was young.

"Don't delay, let's get started!"

Ning Qiushui said to Elder Liu in the first layer of stands.

......

"Yes!"

Elder Liu respectfully agreed, and immediately turned sideways and nodded to the few elders not far away.

Then he faced the wide Sky Fighting Platform in front of him.

"I declare that the battle of the sect will start now ......"