As soon as Zhu Zizhen's words came out, the face of the long-eyebrow real person suddenly changed. Listening to Zhu Zizhen's meaning, this matter can't be good today. Looking at the battle of intercepting the sect, if you start to do it, you will not have a chance of winning in the Shushan lineage.

Secretly calming his heart, the long-eyebrow real person looked directly at Zhu Zizhen, "Daoyou really want to ruin my relationship for these little things?"

Zhu Zizhen shook his head and responded: "The alliance between the sect and the human sect is set by the two saints, how dare Zhu Zizhen ruin the relationship between the two families." Speaking of this, Zhu Zizhen's words changed sharply, "But I can't insult my disciples." Today's events need to be put to a conclusion. ”

Hearing Zhu Zizhen say this, Changmei Zhenren's mind was a little settled, and it seemed that this Zhu Zi really wouldn't provoke any big war. "I don't know what you want to do?"

"Sword fighting!" Zhu Zizhen's eyes flashed, and he replied in a deep voice.

"Sword fighting?"

"You and I will each have three people, and we will fight three times. ”

When the real person with long eyebrows heard this, his mind turned, and he said in a deep voice: "I understand what Daoyou means, but I don't know what color this sword is?"

Before Zhu Zizhen could speak, Yang Xian said with a smile on the side: "The winner of three games and two victors wins, and the loser can give up two peaks!"

"This ......"

At that time, Changmei Zhenren gambled with Zhu Zizhen and Yang Xian, and divided Mount Emei into north and south. Zhu Zizhen and Yang Xian are in the south, and in the north are the Shushan faction of Changmei Zhenren. There are 13 peaks in the South Mountain and 15 peaks in the North Mountain.

Seeing that Changmei Zhenren was hesitant, Chang Hao sneered, "What?

Changmei Zhenren was slightly angry in his heart, but he kept his senses, more than 2,500 disciples of the sect are here, who knows what kind of characters are here?

Zhu Zizhen understood what Changmei Zhenren meant, and said: "How dare Zhu Zizhen break the feelings of the two sects." Today's controversy is only between the Taoist friend Shushan and my Xianzhen faction. ”

"Okay!" Changmei Zhenren was afraid that Zhu Zizhen would regret it, so he hurriedly responded: "Since this is the case, let's do it three times!"

Zhu Zizhen nodded, and said to Changmei: "I don't know who will play this first game under your friends?"

As early as when Changmei Zhenren appeared, the Shushan disciples all came out of the cave, and Changmei Zhenren looked around at the disciples beside him, and said loudly: "Wang Bai, you come to this first battle!"

"Disciple obeys!" As soon as Changmei's real voice fell, one person walked out of the Shushan disciples, and this person had clear eyebrows. The white robe is like snow, and he carries two swords on his back. Zhu Zizhen recognized this person, and it was Changmei Zhenren, the first disciple of Shushan in the world.

Wang Bailai was in front of the battle and bowed slightly to Zhu Zizhen and Yang Xian, "Two uncles, Wang Bai is polite!"

Although this Wang Bai was polite, Zhu Zizhen stretched out his hand to help him, "Master Wang doesn't need to be polite, since you will be the first battle under the Shushan Gate." Then my Xianzhen faction will be fought by Zhang Qian. ”

Zhang Qian, Zhu Zizhen received the first disciple in the world, and he was also the ninth disciple of Zhu Zizhen. This Zhang Qian and Wang Bai are the elder brothers of the Xianzhen School. One is the senior brother of the Shushan faction in the world, and the two are compared by the disciples of the two factions on weekdays. One side said that I was the senior brother of the Xianzhen faction, and he was the first person under the two factions of Emeishan. The other party said that my senior brother of the Shushan faction has great powers, and the Golden Immortal Avenue can be expected. These two people have the heart to compete with each other on weekdays. But there has never been a chance. Today's competition between the two factions is a godsend for them.

Hearing Zhu Zizhen say that Wang Bai would be taken over by himself in this battle, Zhang Qian hurriedly stepped forward to give Wang Bai a look. "Senior Brother Wang, please!"

"Senior Brother Zhang, please!" Wang Bai saluted Zhang Gan back, shook his shoulders, and two sword lights flew out from behind, which were the Tianhui and Yiguang swords that the Xuandu Grand Master had cultivated for the Shushan faction.

Two sword lights shot out, Zhang Gan's hands turned together, and a star sword and a tungsten steel sword appeared in both hands. Zhang Qian sacrificed his two swords and greeted Tianhui and Yiguang.

This Zhang Qian and Wang Bai, no matter how their junior brother blows, they have just learned the Tao not long ago. Although they have to build their foundations with spirit fruits and spirit pills, they have not yet become immortals, and they are all at the peak of refining qi and transforming gods.

I saw that the sword light in the field was bright, and at this time, Zhang Qian and Wang Bai were already fighting together with two swords. Zhang Gan's tungsten steel sword did not enter the spirit treasure, and was cut off by Wang Bai's Tianhui sword, which shocked Zhang Qian and hurriedly recalled the Xingchen Sword.

Seeing Zhang Gan withdraw his sword, Wang Bai stepped forward and slashed at Zhang Gan with both swords.

Zhu Zizhen, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, saw that Zhang Gan was at a loss, and his hand flashed, and he was about to come to the rescue, but was stopped by Chang Hao.

"Second brother, don't worry, my nephew has his own way to win. ”

Zhu Zizhen listened to Chang Hao's words and couldn't help but shake his head. Zhang Qian is his own apprentice, what ability does he have, how can he not know that he is a teacher? But Chang Hao is his own brother, since he said so, he has his own reason.

At this time, in the array, Wang Bai swung his sword, and Zhang Qian raised the Xingchen Sword horizontally with his right hand to greet him. With a wave of his left hand, a puff of black smoke flew out of his sleeve.

The black smoke came to his face, Wang Bai was not in a hurry, he inhaled a puff of black smoke into his stomach, and the whole person fell from the air, lying on the ground and not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Ah!" Seeing Wang Bai's sudden defeat, the disciples of Shushan Sect exclaimed in surprise. And Zhang Qian put down Wang Bai with black smoke, and hurriedly withdrew his hand and came in front of Zhu Zizhen.

Seeing that Zhang Qian not only won, but also had a lot of bearing, Zhu Zizhen couldn't help but be overjoyed, and nodded secretly, thinking that in the future, he would be able to teach this son to promote his own lineage.

Contrary to Zhu Zizhen, Changmei Zhenren ordered someone to pick up Wang Bai and bring him to himself. Changmei Zhenren waved his hand and shot a red light into Wang Bai's body, seeing that Wang Bai was fine, Changmei Zhenren knew that he was passive in Shushan. Two wins in three games have already lost one, and if you lose one more game, you have to give up the two peaks to the Xianzhenpai.

At this time, Zhu Zizhen and Yang Xian glanced at each other. Yang Xian called: "Zhao Xin!"

"Disciple is here!" With Yang Xian's call, a middle-aged Taoist walked out of the crowd. This person has an ordinary face, dressed in a gray robe, and there is nothing outstanding about the whole person from head to toe. But Shushan and Xianzhen are neighbors, how can Changmei Zhenren not recognize this most outstanding disciple of Yang Xian's sect.

Changmei Zhenren was thinking about these disciples under his own sect in his heart, but there were many people who could fight with this Zhao Xin, but it was impossible to say who would win or lose.

Looking at the real person with long eyebrows, Yang Xian stroked a small handful of goatee on his chin, "Daoyou with long eyebrows, this second battle will be brought by my subordinate Zhao Xin." ”

Being forced by Yang Xian like this, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the real person with long eyebrows, and he said to the ascetic behind him: "Ascetic, this battle is up to you!"

"Disciple commands!" Listening to the words of Changmei Zhenren, the ascetic Taoist stepped forward and gave Zhao Xin a look, "Fellow Daoist, please!"

"Slow down!" Zhao Xin was just about to speak, when he heard Yang Xian shout. At this time, the second sect leader of the Xianzhen sect was furious, "Changmei!

At this time, not only Yang Xian was angry, but all the immortals of the sect were angry. Although many people do not recognize this ascetic, they can see that this person has attained immortal enlightenment. Let him come out and fight Zhao Xin, the peak of refining and transforming the gods, isn't that bullying?

For Yang Xian's questioning, Changmei Zhenren had no embarrassment on his face, and pointed to the ascetic and said: "This person's name is ascetic, for my Shushan disciple, why can't he fight?"

Listening to the words of the real person with long eyebrows, Wu Long sneered, "The saint's subordinates are so shameless!"

When the long-eyebrow real person heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he glared at Wu Long angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, lest there be a catastrophe." ”

"Hahaha......" Wu Long laughed, and with a wave of his arm, a starlight fell in his palm. Wu Long held the sword in his hand, and his Taoist robe swayed, "You have long eyebrows so shameless, and you are afraid that I will say? I don't know if Wu Long has a catastrophe, but I know that your Shushan lineage will have the disaster of exterminating the sect today!"

As soon as Wu Long's words fell, all the immortals of the sect showed their spiritual treasures, and the Dao aura was connected together, and the vast Shangqing immortal qi was overwhelmingly suppressed.

"Everyone, go with the door and shoot slowly!" At this time, Zhu Zizhen shouted, and the immortals of the sect collected their mana one after another, only to hear Zhu Zizhen say to Changmei Zhenren: "Since Daoist friends act like this, then it's good! This battle is considered to be lost by my Xianzhen faction, and I will come to the third battle to decide the winner!"

"Slow!" Suddenly, a voice sounded in everyone's ears, and Zhao Xinlai bowed in front of Zhu Zizhen, "Uncle, please let the disciple fight!" (to be continued......)

PS: I was temporarily sent out to the countryside the day before yesterday, and I can't update it, I'm really sorry. Just came back, rushed out a chapter, and updated normally tomorrow.