The sky lit up with a burst of fish's belly white, and the crimson glow of the early morning shone through the clouds.

The curtain of a big drama is about to be lifted, and a gray ring is built on the open space in the north of the city, and every inch exudes a sense of indestructibility.

There was a sea of people under the ring, whether it was a peddler or a pawn, or people in the rivers and lakes gathered together, looking forward to the next big battle with bated breath.

"Zexin Martial Arts Hall is here, don't be afraid of death, go away."

A cold voice rang out from the crowd, and then several warriors in dark green suits passed through the crowd.

Several Zexin Martial Arts Hall disciples in the back pushed out the sword grid in their hands, and their strength was concentrated on the Yinliang knife body, and they immediately slashed some people who couldn't avoid it.

In a flash!

Blood splashed everywhere, and the miserable howls of several people rose one after another, causing more people to retreat one after another, making way for the Zexin Martial Arts Hall.

The leader always had an elegant and easy-going smile on the corner of his mouth, and kept clenching his fists towards the people on both sides of the road, as if the tragic scene around him had nothing to do with him.

This Zexin Martial Arts Pavilion is too arrogant and unreasonable, right?

Seeing this, several people in the rivers and lakes raised their brows, and a heavy evil aura burst out from under the hat.

Guan Ze's expression moved slightly, and he immediately showed a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

I saw the person behind him slowly raise his head, and the glint in his eyes flashed, as sharp as a sword.

The wind is tight!

The surroundings seemed to be shrouded by an invisible qi, and a fierce and terrifying murderous aura lingered in the four fields.

The fallen leaves that floated down broke into countless debris and flew one after another!

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

Those who were about to make a move only felt a chill in their hearts, and when they looked down, they saw that the blade they were carrying was broken from it and fell to the ground.

Before they could react, a dull and heavy iron rod whizzed towards them.

The body flew upside down like a cannonball, and the sound of bones shattering mixed with the sound of a sonic boom resounded.

Where those people landed, they smashed down several puddles, and their life and death are unknown!

"Yo! Isn't this a senior brother? ”

Guan Ze, who was the leader, suddenly stopped, looked at the person in front of him, was stunned for a moment, and then greeted eagerly.

"I haven't seen you and my senior brother for many years, I heard a few days ago that you were injured, don't worry?"

Guan Ze pretended to be concerned on the side.

Wang Mo didn't bother to look at him.

"After so many years, my senior brother is still the same."

Guan Ze shook his head, immediately smiled, leaned out half of his body, and introduced to Wang Mo: "Fei'er, I've seen you Wang Shibo soon." ”

Wang Mo couldn't help but look at him, the person who came looked to be only thirty years old, his face was as if it was carved from marble, and his body exuded an awe-inspiring sword aura.

Even he, Wang Mo, couldn't help but praise in his heart.

Guan Fei only raised his head slightly, looked at Wang Mo with a slight scrutiny, and only spoke after half a salary.

"A waste whose qi and blood are declining and trapped in the Condensation Realm is also worthy of my father's concern?"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Mo's expression instantly became ugly.

The Hongzhi Martial Arts Gym apprentice who followed behind him clenched his fists even more, and was about to rush up to fight with the other party, but was stopped by Wang Mo with a gloomy face.

"Speak wildly! How can you be so rude to your Wang Shibo, thinking that back then, my father wanted to call him a brother! ”

Guan Ze lectured, but his tone was extremely contemptuous, he was more like deliberately emphasizing Wang Mo's age.

Guan Fei behind him just glanced at the people in the Hongzhi Martial Arts Pavilion without being salty, and then kept silent, let alone apologize to Wang Mo.

Dressed in a green shirt, Pei Yuanqing, who was immortal, stood in the center of the ring, looking at Wang Yuan and Guan Fei who were facing each other, and the corners of his mouth outlined a contemptuous smile.

"The final winner of this big competition, the old man will accept him as a personal disciple, allow him to directly enter the inner gate of the Evergreen Sect to practice, and get a part of the three-grade fire path exercise-Red Sun Heart Method."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and everyone's eyes were eager and greedy, staring at the dark red scroll in Pei Yuanqing's hand.

A copy of the Sanpin Exercise in the outside world is enough to make countless Condensation Realm powerhouses fight for their lives.

And in an inconspicuous corner outside the crowd, Ye Shu was also a little stunned, he couldn't imagine that the first task of his system could be completed so easily.

At the beginning of the battle, the people of the two martial arts halls came and went, fighting each other, but they won and lost each other.

The two martial arts halls have been grudges for a long time, and at this time, when the enemies see each other, they are very red.

The two sides are also looking for life, and people's eyelids are jumping.

But whenever someone in the Zexin Martial Arts Hall is in distress, Pei Yuanqing will take the lead and save the person.

On the contrary, he turned a deaf ear to the Hongzhi Martial Arts Hall, which was at a disadvantage.

The meaning of favoritism is beyond words.

The smile on Guan Ze's face became more and more vibrant, but Wang Mo's expression gradually became gloomy.

Finally, it was time for Wang Yuan to fight Guan Ze.

On top of the ring!

Wang Yuan's expression was solemn, and the steel knife in his palm came out of the sheath, bursting out with a cold knife light, which was breathtaking.

He looked at the other party with a slight frown, and said, "Aren't you going to use your sword?" ”

Guan Fei put the sword in front of his chest, his attitude was casual, and there was no trace of breath circulating around his body, and he didn't take Wang Yuan in his eyes at all.

"Nian your father is my father's deceased, I will let you make ten moves."

"If you can cut off my clothes in ten moves, you will win this time!"

After a pause, there was a noisy discussion from everyone in the audience.

"This Guan Fei is too arrogant, although Wang Yuan must not be his opponent, but such conditions are a bit exaggerated, right?"

Even Chen Dingfang, who was watching from the wall, showed a wisp of different color, and Guan Ze was also frowning, but Pei Yuanqing gave him a reassuring look.

"Arrogance!"

Wang Yuan's brows were upside down, and the long knife in his hand was swung out, and the silver light poured out like a match.

The sword qi set off a gust of wind and slammed out, and the silver sword instantly enveloped half of the ring.

This star-splitting knife technique was terrifying, and even Wang Mo in the audience couldn't help but nod secretly.

Guan Fei's eyes opened and closed, and an invisible aura suddenly rose, and the fierce wind dispersed around him, and there were dozens of criss-crossing cracks on the ground.

He raised the long sword in his hand slightly, and the boundless terrifying aura passed through the scabbard and shot out from the sword, converging into a dazzling light!

Bang bang bang!

The dazzling light and the Yinhua sword qi canceled each other out, and the terrifying boundless explosive power suddenly swept away.

For a while, the wind was fierce and the screams were piercing.

The aftermath of the aura of the confrontation between the two shot out like a wave.

Wang Yuan's eyes flashed with cold light, and he drank violently, and his body suddenly advanced.

The cold knife stabbed out suddenly, drawing a zigzag white line like a meteor, and directly hit Guan Fei's vital point in an unimaginable direction.

Guan Fei was slightly on one side, like a leisurely walk, so he avoided the sword aura of the cold knife.

Sonorous!

The three-foot Qingfeng and the cold knife constantly clashed, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless, and a series of sparks were extinguished from time to time.

A thick aura lingered in the place where the two sides were fighting, making it difficult for ordinary people to see the situation in the field for a while.

The sonorous sound turned from low to high, and finally it was inaudible, and the aura cloud gradually dissipated, and the final result was about to be revealed.

"Has Wang Yuan touched the corner of Guan Fei's clothes?"

Countless people were looking forward to it, staring at the ring without blinking, not wanting to let go of the slightest detail.

Their pupils constricted, and they saw Wang Yuan standing still with a knife in the ring, but there were incisions on his robe, and blood seeped out of it, making him look like a bloody man, very miserable.

On the other hand, Guan Fei, who stood on the opposite side, was calm, wearing dark green clothes fluttering in the wind, not stained with the slightest dust, like a person out of the dust.

Winners and losers at a glance!

Zheng!

Suddenly, a crisp sound sounded in the ring, could it be that Wang Yuan could fight again?

The disciples of the Hongzhi Martial Arts Pavilion looked at the figure on the stage expectantly, expecting him to create a miracle.

But Guan Ze on the side caught a glimpse of their gazes, and the corners of his mouth were hung with a sneering smile.

I saw a flash of cold light, and the long knife that Wang Yuan had been holding tightly in his hand suddenly broke.

The crisp sound of the landing extinguished the hope of everyone in the Hongzhi Martial Arts Hall who had finally risen.

Since the moment the two sides fought, Wang Mo's heart also fell to the bottom inch by inch, and when he saw the family heirloom knife in Wang Yuan's hand breaking, his whole body was like falling into an ice cellar.

All of this was seen by Guan Ze, and he couldn't help but show a victor's smug smile.

"With your strength, why do you want to humiliate yourself?"

Guan Fei said indifferently.

"The Star Splitting Sword Technique is also the second-grade martial arts of my Evergreen Sect, but it is far inferior to my father's Chiji Sword Technique, and your Wang family's family heirloom sword is also ridiculous, and a sharp weapon that is not even a low-grade spiritual weapon dares to pass it on to the juniors, isn't it ridiculous and generous?"

"In the final analysis, Wang Mo's qualifications are mediocre, his strength is low, and the apprentices he teaches are also ninth-rate."

As soon as these words came out, the people of the Hongzhi Martial Arts Hall showed a look of anger.

Other onlookers also felt that Guan Ze's words were really a bit arrogant, but when they thought about it, his sword had not yet been unsheathed, and he was still under many restrictions, and Wang Yuan was slashed to blood.

"This Guan Fei really has arrogant capital!"

Someone sighed softly in his heart.

"Good! Then I declare Guan Fei the final winner of this martial arts competition......"

Pei Yuanqing glanced at his apprentice approvingly, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: In this retreat, Fei'er's cultivation is even more than before, I am afraid that it is the position of the first person, and it is not impossible to fight.

"Wait! It's your own business that you're blind, but if you insult my Wang family's ancestral treasure sword at will, it's necessary for me to discipline you idiot for your father. ”

"Since you really don't have a lot of brains, I won't charge your father for the visit."

A soft sigh came from the audience, and although the voice was not loud, it resounded clearly in everyone's ears.

"Where are the rats, pretending to be ghosts there?"

Hearing someone insulting him, Guan Fei's handsome cheeks were also blue and white, and he shouted coldly to the audience.

"I'm so blind when I'm blind! This seat is right across from you. ”

After changing his appearance, Ye Shu clasped his hands on his chest and said helplessly, looking at Guan Fei's gaze as if he was caring for a mentally handicapped child.