Xun Yi returned to the world, and ordered Ma Jingyi of the Si Ming Temple to help the warriors treat, and invited the twenty-eight people who won to go to the special room prepared by the Xun family to rest. As protection, but also as surveillance.

The people of Tianlongmen, Tianwu Palace, and the Northern Barbarians were all secretly monitored by the Seven Princes.

Then Xun Yi and the Seven Princes discussed the candidates for the remaining four seeded players.

Old Mr. Feng of Junzi Zhai and Elder Zhang of the Imperial Sword Pavilion definitely occupied two places. But there are two left......

"Or will you and I end up in person?"

"Excuse me!" Xun Yi immediately refused: "You are willing to be a monkey to show others, I don't have that interest." Xun Yi looked at Liu Ziming behind him. Liu Ziming stood behind him with his head bowed and his eyebrows lowered, looking like he had nothing to do with himself.

"If Brother Ming makes a move, he should be able to win a big victory, right?" just thinking about it, Xun Yi didn't let his right-hand man go down.

Seeing Xun Yi's disdainful gaze, the Seventh Prince naturally couldn't say that he was willing to be a monkey to show others.

"Then you say, who will go?"

"Find someone from your side, as for the last person......" At this time, Xun Yi turned his head to look in the direction of Baishan.

He felt in his heart that in the life net he had weaved, there was another person out of control.

The silk thread fluttered, and Xun Yi saw his identity: "Dust Ancestor?"

Xun Yi's current priesthood has the eighth rank of Heavenly Dao, and he can only control the two-level acquired martial artist. When Xun Chen realized the Tao, after comprehending the realm of Maolin Shaohua from the Maolin Sword, he broke away from Xun Yi's life net.

Martial arts into the congenital, the innate martial artists who have comprehended the innate have feelings, and they all walked out of the house and looked in the direction of Baishan.

"There is another person who has broken through the realm of the day after tomorrow, and it is the way of the sword?" Luo Luozi clasped his hands to his chest, and his fighting spirit was strong: "Just come and try my sword!"

Old Mr. Feng was playing chess with the doorman, his expression moved slightly, and he sensed: "This is the Maolin Sword? Could it be that someone from the Xun family has broken through?"

Feeling the breakthrough of the dust ancestor, Xun Yi must be in his heart: "I don't want to end." But Dust Ancestor should not let go of this opportunity. Xun Yi smiled.

On that day, Sun Jian pretended to use Xun Yi's hand to compete with Xun Chen, and finally let Xun Chen comprehend, integrate what he has learned for decades, and reach the realm of Maolin Shaohua. And Xun Chen is experienced, and he may be able to fight with Luo Luozi.

"Then please ask Mr. Xun Chen to temporarily set the three seeded players. Let one person hang in the air. If it doesn't work in the future, you can ask the old man of the Sword King. When the Seventh Prince heard this, he made a decision directly.

Thirty-one people compete, let one person have a bye to automatically advance, and in the future, they can add more people according to the plot.

Controlling the game, this is the easiest way to do it.

The two prepared together, and the martial arts conference continued on the second day.

The three seeded players appeared, the Junzi Sword was famous, and the elders of the Imperial Sword Pavilion were also well-known. But the third old man in a gray robe, all the warriors muttered in their hearts when they saw it.

"From which corner did this farmer come from?"

The old man stood next to Mr. Feng, and Mr. Feng looked respectful. Counting up, when he and Xun Yu went to Baishan, this elder also instructed him in swordsmanship.

"Uncle Chen. Old Mr. Feng's attitude was humble and polite, and Xun Chen laughed: "I didn't expect the old man to be able to break through the innate when he was dying, Feng boy, it's not much worse than you." ”

Mr. Feng nodded yes. Such a move was suspicious in the eyes of the heads of various sects. Anyone who can be the head of a faction is not stupid. If you think about it carefully, you can guess that this person must be a hermit master.

But who the hell. Everyone couldn't think of it for a while.

Several innate martial artists in the Northern Barbarians exchanged their heads and ears with each other, and when these people saw Xun Chen's voice, they vaguely thought of a certain killing star in the past.

"Could it be him?"

"Isn't this old man dead?"

"Death? Didn't you say you were going into seclusion? ”

Several northern barbarians thought of Xun Chen's killing in the north back then, and flashed hateful eyes one by one. And Xun Chen was the same, seeing these northern barbarians, he smiled. Assassination lurks.

One person is suspended in the air, and fortunately, the person who is hanging in the air is a person from Tianlongmen.

The dragon in the air breathed a sigh of relief, at least his people were not out at the beginning.

At this moment, the god of war Changno asked the god of martial arts: "How many days is Your Majesty going to stay here for a few days? ”

Feng Hou smiled: "It's okay. Yu tried to arrange, originally wanting to blempty for five days to alleviate the suspicion of the Earth Mother Divine Palace. Let's take a look here. By the way, accumulate martial arts and combat power. ”

The battles below aren't much of a deal.

Although Xun Chen had just broken through, he had excellent combat experience in the past, and he killed two Northern Barbarian blades in a row. There are also Elder Zhang and others, who have slaughtered the Northern Barbarians, as for those people in Tianlongmen, because they are innate martial artists who were forcibly promoted, they did not fight.

The only difficult thing is that it is the subordinates of Tianwu Palace.

The Martial God's gaze was gloomy, and through these people, his gaze fell on the overlord sword of the Xuanyuan Country.

"There's something wrong with this kid. Sun Jian is his optimistic successor, and the mental method created by Sun Jian is also witnessed by him, watching Sun Jian's drills step by step. But Badao is good at taking out the same exercises, how to look at how there is a problem.

"Someone is behind it? Is this against me?"

If you want to come up with exactly the same exercises in advance, it's very simple, there are three possibilities.

First, the technique of searching for souls and exploring the heart, from Sun Jian's heart.

Second, time interception, glimpse Sun Jian's achievements from future clips, and then steal them.

Third, the Heavenly Machine Calculation, according to Sun Jian's current behavior and data, go to the Heavenly Machine Realm of the Third Universe for verification. Heavenly Court has opened up six parallel universes, and the third universe is used to deduce the heavenly machine. By projecting everything in the main world, you can completely calculate everything in the future time period in the third universe. Not to mention, a book of mental cheats.

But no matter which possibility, it is not something that Badao can achieve by himself.

"Is there anyone behind the sword?" the martial god silently wrote down, and with a thought, he secretly investigated, rummaging through the life of the sword over the years.

After the "rebirth", Badao rummaged through a lot of treasure troves and secrets, and one by one, one by one, was recorded by the Martial God.

"How could these arsenal vaults be found so easily, and many of them were deliberately chosen by the Celestial Gods of the Upper Realm to have inheritors in the human world. He took it all in one go, and let the people around him inherit the inheritance of these great gods......"

The power of Tianwu Palace has risen sharply, doubling its strength compared to before Sun Jian left, almost establishing the status of Badao as the next generation of palace masters.

But—

"It's so smooth. It's as if someone deliberately helped. But Tianwu Palace is a sect that cultivates martial gods, without my permission, who will support him behind his back?" the martial god muttered in his heart. "Is it my adversary or a spy lurking in the gods?"

It's very simple, an ordinary disciple of the Heavenly Martial Palace found so many arsenals out of thin air, and the prophet had a preconceived sense of the unpredictable. It wasn't that someone in the upper realm helped him carry out the heavenly machine calculation and gave him these conveniences. It's that he was "born again" by someone!

"It can't be some self-righteous reborn, right?" said the Martial God with a smile. Heavenly Court manipulates time and space, and has its own perception of traveling through time. And there are many examples of the so-called rebirth, Heavenly Court has seen a lot. Generally, it is the God King of Otherworldly Time who specially arranges chess pieces to block them.

"After the wind, I passed on the edict and ordered the people of the Tianwu Palace to come here to encircle and suppress the Earth Mother God Palace. ”

"Tianwu Palace?" Feng Hou glanced at Da Zhou, thoughtful: "Tianwu Palace and Gu Zhao have a great fate, Your Majesty supports Gu Zhao's restoration?"

The martial god closed his eyes and did not reply for a long time.

After the wind, she is accustomed to the silence of her majesty sometimes, and goes down to arrange.

Long Zibi forced himself to compose, and his heart was full of turmoil: Couldn't that guy who was overlord reveal something?

The Martial God suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Long Zihao: "Your heart is beating faster, are you nervous?" )

PS: Long Zi Biao (liu)