He Tianyun hit this mouth, his arm was fanned, and he had accumulated too much strength, and with a crisp sound, the person who was beaten immediately covered his face and turned around in place three times. It took a long time to let go of his hand, apparently stunned, and a distinct palm print appeared on his face.

The guy looked at the crowd of onlookers, and found that many people looked at him with obvious mockery, and when they opened their mouths, they spurted out a mouthful of blood, and some people saw that the blood sprayed on the ground was mixed with three teeth.

Realizing that he had lost three teeth, this guy suddenly came to his senses, and said with angry eyes: "Boy, do you dare to beat me? Do you know who I am? The Ninth Elder of the Qingyun Sword Sect will never regret it, it is my uncle, I am his old man's nephew Bao Wenzhong, if you beat me, you will die." After speaking, he waved his hand behind him and shouted: "Brothers, hit me, I killed someone, and Young Master Ben held it." ”

The words fell, and behind Bao Wenzhong, sixteen people came up, surrounding Lu Qingfeng and the four of them. Lu Qingfeng, Duanmu Xiaoyun, He Tianyun and Zhu Youcai occupied the four directions of east, west, south and north respectively, holding long swords and waiting for the battle. At the same time, his eyes looked at each other, and he found that among the sixteen people, only Bao Wenzhong and a thin young man were cultivators of the Upper True Realm, three were cultivators of the Divine True Realm, and the remaining eleven people were all cultivators of the Innocent Realm.

Seeing this, the four of them had the same idea in their hearts, it seems that these people, who oppress the good on weekdays, must also be villains who harm one party, and when they come here, they still want to fly high and show their usual majesty.

Seeing that the four of them were surrounded, Bao Wenzhong sneered: "None of you can run away this time, call me." When the order came, the sixteen people did not dare to slack off, each holding a weapon, and rushed forward like a hungry tiger.

Twenty people fought together, the sound of weapons colliding, screams, and the exclamations of onlookers were mixed together, and the area of the fight was instantly chaotic.

With Lu Qingfeng's character, he didn't want to do anything with these people, because the cultivation of these people was too low and it was not worth his move. However, this Bao Wenzhong provoked He Tianyun, no matter whether He Tianyun was right or wrong, he would not stand idly by. That's a friend, for whatever reason, to solve the trouble first.

When the four of them were surrounded, they had already discussed that if they fought here, they must not lose their lives, otherwise it would be difficult to gain a foothold in the Qingyun Sword Sect. I have to say that Bao Wenzhong's self-registration number did save his life.

Killing is not good, but there is no problem in mutilation, the four of them in line with this principle, in the sixteen people kept wandering, avoiding each other's vital points, other places are fierce, point, split, teasing, blocking, stabbing, hanging, sweeping and other swordsmanship endlessly, the sixteen people who hit have no power to fight back.

Lu Qingfeng's idea is to let these people put down something with fewer arms and legs before leaving, with Lu Qingfeng's cultivation at the peak of the true realm, coupled with the subtlety of the Taiyi Xuanmen Sword, he can deal with these people with ease, just like a leisurely stroll. All kinds of subtle moves were used at will, only to see Lu Qingfeng advance in the middle of the thorn, and then slashed to both sides, and one person's left arm had been cut off. Feeling that there was a vicious wind behind him, he turned around and raised his whip after the horse, and the right leg of the other person was cut off by Lu Qingfeng. The cultivation of these sixteen people, compared with Lu Qingfeng and them, is too far behind, just like an old boy playing with naughty.

If it weren't for the fact that an arm or thigh often flew out of the battle circle, people watching the battle would have thought that there was a game going on here, a pure entertainment.

In less than a minute, the boring game was over. For half of the sixteen people noticed that something was wrong, and they saw that their opponents were specifically greeting their arms and legs, and they felt timid in their hearts, and it was more uncomfortable for the monks to have fewer arms and legs than to kill them.

As a result, eight of Bao Wenzhong's men quickly withdrew from the fight and became onlookers. These people were mixed in the crowd, and their two legs were still trembling, and they were really hanging just now, almost one of these two legs did not belong to them.

Bao Wenzhong's whole body was covered in blood, and there were more than a dozen places where the skin was open and fleshy, but fortunately, there were no missing parts. looked at the seven people who fell to the ground, and then looked at Lu Qingfeng and the four of them, their eyes were full of resentment. At this time, the eight people who were mixed in the crowd walked behind Bao Wenzhong, and when they saw these eight people, Bao Wenzhong's anger surged upward: "You eight useless things, usually this young master spends money to support you, but he runs away from the wind at a critical time." Hurry up and drag away the brothers on the earth. ”

In the fight just now, Bao Wenzhong could see clearly that among the four opponents, the one in the white robe was the most ruthless, and he remembered Lu Qingfeng's appearance deeply in his heart, and in the future, this person would be the target of his revenge. After instructing his subordinates to deal with the aftermath, Bao Wenzhong turned to Lu Qingfeng and the four of them and looked over: "You remember, the person who beat me is not over, sooner or later the master will settle accounts with you." After saying a few words, Bao Wenzhong led his subordinates through the crowd of onlookers and walked in the opposite direction of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

In the assessment of the Qingyun Sword Sect's recruitment of disciples, Bao Wenzhong obviously could no longer participate, not to mention that there were already seven people under him who were completely limbized, and the injuries he suffered were not light. Although his uncle was the Ninth Elder here, he didn't dare to break the precedent that the Qingyun Sword Sect had never had.

When the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect saw that the fight was over, they again ordered everyone to line up and stand up. Soon, the 50th Route Column was neatly lined up in the square, and the registration for recruiting disciples officially began.

The Qingyun Sword Sect attaches great importance to the registration work, taking into account almost all aspects, and the purpose of doing so is mainly to prevent spies from other sects from infiltrating the sect. In the past, there was a sect where such a thing happened, and the genius of another sect mixed into this sect, and this genius's cultivation speed was amazing, and it only took a few decades to climb to the position of the elder, and he won the trust of the sect master, and in the end, he became the sect master of this sect. In many external actions, this sect suffered heavy losses.

Since the registration process is very careful, it will inevitably affect the speed of registration, and nearly 20,000 people will wait here until the sun sets, when the registration work is finally completed.

In the square with a radius of 50 miles, more than 200,000 people gathered here, which seemed very empty. The whole square was noisy, and when I saw the moment of separation from my family, whether it was the teenagers who participated in the assessment or the elders who came to see them off, they all showed reluctance. There are grandmothers and mothers holding their grandchildren or sons crying, there are grandfathers and fathers sitting in front of their grandsons or sons and teaching earnestly, and there are brothers and sisters-in-law whispering to their younger brothers, and the loudest voices are friends who come to see them off and drink together.

The entire square was as chaotic as a large free market, Lu Qingfeng and the four of them stood outside the mountain gate, looking inside the sect, the entire eleven mountain peaks, where the fog could not be shrouded, had been lit up with countless lights. After all, monks are also human beings, and they are also cultivated by ordinary mortals, although the night does not affect their vision, but they still like the night with lights.

Lu Qingfeng and the others came to a corner on the west side of the square, which was far away from the crowd and very quiet all around. The four of them sat together, took out some of the wine and food prepared after coming out of Ziyun City, poured it slowly, Zhu Youcai sat on a piece of bluestone at the very edge of the square, and the land was behind him, he picked up a mouthful of food, put it in his mouth, chewed a few bites, and said vaguely: "This dish is not delicious, I still have a lot of demon leopard meat here, I will give you barbecue meat to eat." ”

With that, he took out the special barbecue grill, charcoal and other items from the storage ring, and began his tireless work. Although Zhu Youcai was barbecuing, his mouth was not idle, and he turned back from time to time to say a few words to the three of them, and an hour later, the barbecue work was over, and the four of them began to drink officially.

The magic leopard meat can be called super delicious, at the moment of roasting, the fragrance quickly spreads out, making many people in the distance stop and watch here, the place chosen by the four people, although remote, but very conspicuous, if something happens, once people notice, they can't run away.

Just when the four of them were drinking, a fiery red figure flew from the direction of the mountain gate, and with the divine sense of Lu Qingfeng and the four of them, they quickly caught the traces of the comer. This is a beautiful young woman, a long skirt like fire, running looks very graceful, the pace is light and vigorous, the long skirt is blown back by the wind, so that the front part of the body, is tightly attached to the body, the shape is significantly abrupt, in the process of running, a charming long purple hair fluttering with the wind.

Lu Qingfeng, Duanmu Xiaoyun, Zhu Youcai and He Tianyun all stopped eating meat and drinking, and quietly waited for the arrival of this beautiful woman. Two or three minutes later, the woman stopped in front of the four.

A closer look made the four people's initial impression of this woman have changed slightly, the goose-egg-shaped delicate face is inlaid with a pair of ice blue apricot eyes, the eyebrows are picturesque, the lips are slightly closed, and the cheeks are like mutton fat jade, which makes people look very cold. When I first saw her fiery red dress, I would have thought that this was an enthusiastic and unrestrained woman, but upon closer inspection, I found that her dress and her temperament had such a strong contrast, it was simply a perfect antithesis.

When the four of them looked at her, she also looked at the four of them, Shaoqing, her lips opened slightly, and the words like the voice of Yan Yu Yingsheng were like the sound of heaven, floating out from between the slightly opened and closed teeth: "After you enter the sect, you must always be on guard and never regret it, he is a person who will repay flaws, you beat his nephew, he will not give up, I am all I say, I hope you will think twice." ”