Chapter 66: The Battle of the Guard

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and on this day, the day when Zhao Qian and Emperor Yu agreed to discuss finally arrived, Ling Changkong left the mansion and went straight to Zhantai Square.

At this time, Zhao Qian and other core figures of the Qishan faction, as well as the Yushan Sect, had not yet arrived, but many people had already gathered on the Zhantai Square, crowded with people, Ling Changkong found a remote place at random, closed his eyes and recuperated, and did not care about external affairs.

Although Ling Changkong came quietly, he was quickly noticed, and he couldn't help but whisper, but because of the combat power that Ling Changkong had shown before, no one dared to despise it, let alone dare to step forward to provoke.

When Ling Changkong killed Xia Bufan, they still thought that Ling Changkong was just a temporary fluke, but the last time Ling Changkong broke Ouyang Qing's arms, it had already extinguished their idea of luck, the first time it could be said to be a fluke, and the second time it could not be said to be a fluke.

"Whoa!"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Not long after, several heroic lights in the sky came together, and all of them fell on the attic next to the battle platform square, it was Zhao Qian and Yu Huang, and after the two of them, dozens of sword lights burst out, and then the glory was gone, which fell behind Zhao Qian and Emperor Yu, and it was the core figure of the Qishan faction and the people of the Yushan sect.

Zhao Yingying was among them, she looked at the square below, and then came to Zhao Qian's side, holding Zhao Qian's arm, making the smile on Zhao Qian's face a little more real.

And after Zhao Yingying, it was Gu Wuyan who was standing, he glanced at the square, and found Ling Changkong faster, and his eyes couldn't help but flash with a cold light.

Three days ago, when he left the central hall, he saw that Ling Changkong was still alive, it was really strange, could it be that Ouyang Qing didn't make a move? It wasn't until he went back that he realized that Ouyang Qing made a move that day, but he was defeated.

If he is just defeated, it can only be said that Ouyang Qing is incompetent, but the hateful thing is that Ling Changkong actually cut off Ouyang Qing's arms and became a waste person from then on, although Ouyang Qing is not so important, but he is also his own subordinate, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog.

"Good, Ling Changkong. ”

Next to Gu Wuyan, Luo Xiangtian was standing behind the sword-wielding elder, and at this time he also looked at Ling Changkong, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered, "Today is my chance, I will take care of you." ”

For Gu Wuyan and Luo Xiangtian's cold gaze, Ling Changkong naturally noticed it, opened his eyes, glanced back, and a sneer hooked up at the corner of his mouth, then he looked away, looking away, and directly ignored them.

Now that Zhao Qian and the others are here, even if he wants to teach them a lesson, it is impossible after all, so why sulk here.

Eyes moved to the people of Yushan Sect, Yushan Sect except for Emperor Yu, only ten people came, all of them were in the Xuanling realm, presumably candidates to participate in the Western Competition, with these seed-level disciples, came to their mortal enemy Qishan Sect alone, I have to say that this Emperor Yu is also quite courageous.

Among the ten Xuanling disciples of Yushan Sect, there are three in the early stage of Xuanling and three in the late Xuanling stage, and the remaining four disciples are all in the middle stage of Xuanling, but they are very evenly distributed.

However, these Xuanling disciples are all extraordinary, strong inside, and absolutely unusual, so that Ling Changkong's eyes narrowed slightly, these people are placed in the Qishan faction, and they are also top-notch figures, but it seems that they are not qualified to participate in the Western Competition.

You must know that although the threshold of the Western Great Competition is only the Xuanling realm, the disciples of the ten major sects participating in the Western Great Competition have always been above the middle stage of Xuanling, after all, even they only sent ten disciples to participate, seeking refinement rather than quantity.

"Zhao Qian, we are all here now, presumably the people from your Qishan Sect should also be here, let's start talking about it now. ”

Everyone in the stands sat down, and in the center of them, Emperor Yu smiled at Zhao Qian and said, but it was a fake smile that didn't smile.

"Of course, as the host, my Qishan faction is not good at bullying guests, how to learn, let Emperor Yu set a rule. ”

Zhao Qian glanced at the disciples below, his eyes flashed slightly, although that person couldn't come due to the retreat, but according to their strength, it should be enough to deal with the provocation of the Yushan Sect.

"Since Zhao Qian, you have said so, the old man is better than obeying his fate respectfully. ”

Emperor Yu did not shirk it, pondered for a while, set the rules and said: "In order to avoid the bullying of the high cultivation and the low cultivation, the fundamental cultivation is the realm, and it is set as three battlefields, namely the early stage of Xuanling, the middle stage of Xuanling, and the late stage of Xuanling. ”

"Of course, for the sake of the wheel war, we can only have a maximum of five people in each battlefield, and once the five people pass, even if they still have the strength to spare, they can only lose. ”

Emperor Yu seemed to think of something, and added: "In addition, life and death are not mattered, of course, after falling outside the battle platform and admitting defeat, you can't attack again, do you think the old man has good rules?"

"Okay, that's it. After listening to Emperor Yu's rules, Zhao Qian also bowed slightly, and said: "This rule is compared with the western competition, and both sides will not suffer." ”

Then Zhao Qian waved his sleeves, as if to signal, and a deacon elder stood up.

"Free up the three battle platforms, open the Xuanguang magic circle of these three battle platforms, and the isolation magic circle must not be activated. ”

The deacon elder instructed below, and the disciples of the deacon hall did not know where to come out of nowhere, occupying the three battle platforms in the north and west, and the magic circles of these three battle platforms were opened, and the battle platform was suddenly in full swing.

"This is the battlefield of the early stage of Xuanling, the western platform is the battlefield of the middle stage of Xuanling, and the northern platform is the battlefield of the late stage of Xuanling. Zhao Qian pointed to the three battle platforms and said to Emperor Yu.

"Go down, all of you. ”

Emperor Yu waved his hand, and the disciples behind him all got off the stands and came to the three battle platforms respectively, but after them, Gu Wuyan and others also came to the battle platform under Zhao Qian's instructions, only Zhao Yingying was still in the stands, accompanying Zhao Qian, she did not participate in the battle.

"My Qishan faction is the host, and this master will be guarded by the disciples of the Qishan faction first. ”

Zhao Qian said with a smile, and then Gu Wuyan and the others had already selected three disciples and went to the battle stage respectively, in fact, it didn't matter who was the champion, but the position of the champion was of great significance.

"It's fine. ”

Seeing that the disciples of the Qishan faction were on the battle platform, Emperor Yu's eyes flashed, he smiled slightly, and did not fight, looking at the three battle platforms very calmly, as if he was very confident.

And below, all this was watched by Ling Changkong, he moved lightly at this time, and walked towards the middle battle platform that belonged to the early stage of Xuanling, even if he didn't go up to fight, watching other people's battles would gain for himself.

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