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    ~Date:~September 21~

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    [Netww.] Several people from Longshou Peak immediately rushed to the ring and helped Fang Chao up. Seeing the fairy sword broken in two on the ground, they all had angry faces and stared at Lu Xueqi, wanting to kill this beautiful woman.  Just average food.

    Under the stage, Taoist Cangsong clenched his fists and said coldly: "Junior Sister Shuiyue, this disciple of yours is really cruel. It's not enough to win, but you still have to rely on magic weapons and artifacts to destroy other people's fairy swords. What's the point of this?  ?¡±

    Master Shuiyue looked indifferent and said coldly: "Xueqi's cultivation is too shallow and his Taoism is not deep. He can't control divine objects like 'Tianya', so it's no big deal."

    Cangsong Taoist was so angry that he was about to explode. Suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder, but Master Daoxuan stood up at some point and patted his shoulder.

    Cangsong Taoist looked at him, finally suppressed his anger, snorted heavily, and strode away.

    Master Daoxuan looked at the tall back of Cangsong Taoist, shook his head, smiled bitterly, turned around, and was about to speak, but saw Master Shuiyue also walking away.

    At this time, Lu Xueqi had already come down from the stage and came to Shui Yue. Shui Yue looked at her, with a smile on his face and nodded.  Lu Xueqi didn't say anything, gave a slight salute, stood behind Shui Yue, and followed her.

    Zhang Xiaofan stood aside, recovering from the thrilling fight just now. Watching Shui Yue and Lu Xueqi, the master and disciple, drift away, he suddenly realized that the two people were so similar, the same.  As cold as ice, as if carved from the same mold.

    He was fascinated by what he saw, when he suddenly heard Zeng "Net" next to him sigh and said: "I didn't expect that a divine object like Tianya would be born!"

    Zhang Xiaofan was confused and said: "What is Tianya?"

    At this time, the Qingyun disciples who were watching gradually dispersed. Zeng "Net" said hello to his fellow disciple Feng Huifeng, walked away with Zhang Xiaofan, and said: "Tianya is the fairy sword you just saw Lu Xueqi use.  . I have read the record in the "Ten Strange Treasures" before. The first appearance of Tianya was in the hands of Kuxin, a Sanxian who lived thousands of years ago. Legend has it that this magic weapon was nine-day strange iron that fell into the mortal world. Kuxin accidentally found it in the Arctic ice field.  , made through cultivation.¡±

    "Back then, in the decisive battle between good and evil, our Qingyun Sect's Patriarch Qingye was naturally the leader among the right path, but Master Ku Xin was also very famous, especially because he fought fiercely for three days with the evil man of the Demon Sect, the Black Hearted Old Man, using the Divine Sword of Heaven.  After three nights, I finally severely wounded the black-hearted old man, eliminating a serious problem for my righteous path. It was said that at that time, only the Tianya Divine Sword could restrain the blood-devouring bead, the most dangerous thing in the demon sect. From then on, the name of "Tianya" resounded throughout the world and became  It is a magical treasure that cultivators dream of. However, I heard that after Master Ku Xin passed away, the Tianya disappeared, and unexpectedly it fell into the hands of Xiao Zhufeng. "

    Having said this, Zeng "Net" shook his head and said: "Junior brother Xiaofan, if Lu Xueqi has such a magical object, I'm afraid we will have no hope in this big test."

    Zhang Xiaofan didn't feel any disappointment. Anyway, he never thought that he could do anything. He just looked at Zeng "Net"'s disappointed look and felt strange in his heart. He asked: "Hey, Senior Brother Zeng, aren't you treating me?"  Are you saying that you are not very interested in this big test? Why do you look so disappointed?"

    Zeng Wang¡¯s face turned red and he said, ¡°But if you can really stand on the stage until the end, that would be very majestic, don¡¯t you think?¡±

    Zhang Xiaofan laughed dumbly.

    Zeng "Net" saw that he looked weird, and felt a little embarrassed. He punched him and said with a smile, "Why are you laughing?" Before he finished speaking, he started laughing himself.

    The two of them smiled and walked to another arena to watch another competition.

    On this day, except for Zhang Xiaofan, among the seven disciples of Dazhu Peak who played, four won and three lost. Song Daren, Tian Linger, He Dazhi and Du Bishu all entered the next round.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the eight disciples of Dazhu Peak, five of them were promoted. This was a rare good result in hundreds of years, and Tian Buyi was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

    The second day.

    The morning sun shone lazily on the sea of ??clouds. The Qingyun Sect disciples came to the square just like the previous day and continued to watch the Qingyun Sect's Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition, which was held once in a lifetime.

    Everyone in Dazhu Peak stood under yesterday's red list, and saw that half of the names on the red list had been removed, and next to Zhang Xiaofan's name, his today's opponent, Chu Yuhong, was also written.

    Zhang Xiaofan has been nervous for some reason since he woke up in the morning. Although he knew that he was probably here to see something, he couldn't help but feel nervous. His heartbeat was racing, his mouth was dry, and he even lost his appetite after only two bites of breakfast.  .

    At this moment he is quietlyHe asked his senior brother Song Daren who was standing next to him, "Senior brother, who is this Chu Yuhong? Is he powerful?"

    Song Daren frowned, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I haven't heard of him before. I saw on the list that he is a disciple of Chaoyang Peak, but I don't know what his Taoism is."

    Having said this, Song Daren glanced at Zhang Xiaofan and saw that he was very nervous. He smiled and said: "Junior brother, don't be nervous. It doesn't matter. It's my first time to participate in the big test. I was extremely nervous. Just get on the ring."  ¡±

    Zhang Xiaofan said: "Yes."

    At this time, Du Bishu, who was standing aside, came over and said with a malicious smile: "Hey, fellow seniors, why don't we make a bet to see how my junior brother wins or loses this time"

    "Okay, okay! I bet that my junior brother will lose!"

    "Me too!"

    "Me too By the way, I'll do double duty!"

    "count me in."

    Song Daren was furious, pointed at everyone and said, "What are you doing? The junior brother's competition is about to begin, why don't you attack him?"

    Zhang Xiaofan was extremely grateful and shouted: "Elder brother"

    Song Daren: "Lao Liu."

    Du Bishu stuck out his tongue: "Senior Brother, I was joking just now, you must not tell Master."

    Song Daren: "No, you've already dealt a blow anyway. I'll give you five shares of the bet you made just now!"

    Du Bishu, Zhang Xiaofan: ""

    At this time, Tian Buyi and Suru came over, and all the disciples of Dazhu Peak came to greet them. Tian Buyi looked at everyone and said: "Yesterday you performed well, but today we entered the second round, and the rest are basically  Elite disciples of all lines, you must be careful."

    Everyone said in unison: "Yes."

    Suru glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, walked over and said, "Xiaofan, this is your first competition today, so be careful, do you understand?"

    Zhang Xiaofan felt a warm feeling in his heart and whispered, "Yes, Master Wife."

    Suru nodded and was about to say something, but suddenly she heard the chiming of bells and cauldrons, and the competition had officially begun.  Tian Buyi and Suru looked at each other, nodded, and said: "You all know the place for the competition. It was clearly written on the red list just now. After the competition starts, your master wife and I will also be there.  The audience is watching your competition, so don¡¯t embarrass us.¡±

    Everyone responded together, Tian Buyi nodded, whispered with Suru, and walked away.  Tian Linger, who came with them, looked around and walked towards Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan's heart suddenly jumped.

    When she walked up to him, Tian Linger looked straight at Zhang Xiaofan, suddenly burst out laughing, turned around and smiled at everyone: "Look at how nervous Xiaofan is! He's sweating on his forehead."

    Everyone laughed, and Song Daren also laughed and said: "I have comforted my junior brother just now, but it seems to be of no use. I still need you to take action, junior sister."

    Tian Linger spat, turned to Zhang Xiaofan and said: "Xiaofan, I will compete in a competition later. I can't cheer for you anymore. You have to work hard yourself, and be careful in everything!"

    Zhang Xiaofan looked at her beautiful face close at hand, blowing her breath like orchid, as if smelling a faint fragrance, he couldn't help but feel excited in his heart, nodded heavily, but for some reason, he couldn't even speak.

    Tian Linger obviously didn't think too much. She smiled at Zhang Xiaofan and walked over to chat with the senior brothers. After a while, everyone left in twos and threes. Apparently those who competed went to the ring, and those who didn't compete  Just go and cheer for your fellow students.

    However, no one thought of being with Zhang Xiaofan at all. Perhaps everyone thought that this was a person with no hope at all!

    Zhang Xiaofan stood there, watching all the senior brothers walk away, and suddenly felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart. He slowly walked to the red list and looked at it carefully again.

    He and Chaoyang Peak disciple Chu Yuhong were arranged to compete on the farthest "shock" platform.

    Zhang Xiaofan smiled bitterly and walked forward.  Along the way, countless Qingyun disciples were walking back and forth, chatting and laughing. Zhang Xiaofan was listening, most of them discussing the results of yesterday's competition.

    Yesterday's competition, several popular figures recognized by everyone easily won. Many people talked about the fact that besides Qi Hao, there seemed to be another young master in the Longshou Peak lineage. Zhang Xiaofan listened to their descriptions and guessed that  It was probably Lin Jingyu.

    But what more people are talking about is Xiaozhufeng¡¯s Lu Xueqi.  This beautiful woman who owns the divine sword "Tianya" has unexpectedly advanced skills, but yesterday, she broke her opponent's fairy sword in full view of the public. It seemed that many people were very dissatisfied, but this made more people want to  to watch herAfter the competition, the popularity increased rather than decreased.

    In addition, the long-missing "Tianya" is even more eye-catching. I don't know how many people think about this sacred object from the war between good and evil thousands of years ago, even some elders of the Qingyun Sect.

    As Zhang Xiaofan listened and walked, he couldn't help but think of the frost beauty Lu Xueqi yesterday, and shook his head.  At this moment, a cry suddenly came from the front: "Xiao Fan."

    This voice sounded very familiar. Zhang Xiaofan looked up and immediately laughed. He saw Lin Jingyu striding over. Zhang Xiaofan went up to meet him and said with a smile: "I wonder why I can't find you! It turned out that I ran to  Here it comes!¡±

    Lin Jingyu pointed behind him and said: "Today I have another competition. It's on the 'Kan' platform, so naturally I have to come over early to prepare." After saying that, he looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down and said with a smile: "It's my turn today too.  It¡¯s your turn! Which channel is it on?¡±

    Zhang Xiaofan said: "I'm at the earthquake platform. It's about to start. I can't go over to cheer you. You have to be careful."

    Lin Jingyu smiled and said, "You too, hey, why haven't your fellow seniors come to see you?"

    Zhang Xiaofan was startled for a moment, then forced a smile and said: "It's not like you don't know that there are few people in my lineage, and there are many people competing today. Master and junior wife have all gone to watch the competition between senior brother and senior sister."

    Lin Jingyu glanced at him, sighed, and patted his shoulder.

    Zhang Xiaofan cheered up and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I'm just here to see you, it's not a big deal. But you have to work hard, don't let others say that the people from Caomiao Village are worthless."

    Lin Jingyu nodded heavily and was about to say something when suddenly there was a sound of bells and cauldrons behind him. He looked back and said, "My competition is about to begin. I won't talk to you anymore. If I can, wait a moment.  I'll go see you right away."

    Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said: "Go quickly!"

    Lin Jingyu turned around and walked away. Zhang Xiaofan watched his back walking away and thought to himself: "It would be strange if you could come here in time and I could still hold up on the stage."

    He was laughing at himself in his heart, and slowly walked to the "Zhen" stage, which was the easternmost part of Yunhai Square. At a glance, there were only a dozen Qingyun disciples, most of them disciples of Chaoyang Peak, and the Central Office.  The difference between Lu Xueqi's work is really huge.

    There was only one chair under the stage, and an old man with a white beard was sitting there. Zhang Xiaofan glanced at him and felt that he looked familiar. After thinking for a moment, he remembered that this was before Lu Xueqi's competition yesterday morning, when he scolded his disciples for being lewd outside the crowd, and also  The elder who complained that female disciples should not be recruited just didn't know which lineage of the Qingyun Sect he was from.

    There are a total of eight arenas in the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition. Under normal circumstances, Qingyun Sect will arrange at least one elder to sit in each arena. Otherwise, the young disciples are young and energetic, and it will be difficult to control them when they get excited.

    Zhang Xiaofan walked over, came to the old man with a white beard, bent down and gave a salute, and said: "Uncle, I am Zhang Xiaofan, a disciple of the Dazhu Peak Sect, and I will compete on the 'Zhen' stage today."

    The old man with a white beard turned his head, glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, and said casually: "Oh, you're here, it's about to start, you go on stage!"

    Zhang Xiaofan responded and glanced towards the stage. He saw that there was no one on the stage. It seemed that the Chaoyang Peak disciple named Chu Yuhong hadn¡¯t arrived yet.

    He hesitated for a moment, but finally obeyed the old man with the white beard and walked up the steps to the stage.  At the same time, among the Chaoyang Peak disciples in the audience behind him, whispers suddenly broke out, apparently talking about him.

    At this time, the morning sun had risen, and the first ray of sunlight from Tongtian Peak quietly fell on his body, giving him a little warmth.

    Zhang Xiaofan stood on the stage and looked towards the eastern sky, where the rising sun was slowly rising, bright red, the light was soft but not dazzling, and reflected the clouds in the distance red.

    Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt a sense of emotion in his heart. Five years ago, he was still a rural child who did not understand the world. He had never dreamed of the day when he would stand on Tongtian Peak and watch the sunrise. No, it was not that he had never dreamed of it, but  He had no idea there could be such a beautiful sunrise in this world.

    In the blink of an eye, life becomes as blurry as a white cloud.

    The state of mind of a sixteen-year-old boy now seemed like the sorrow of a sixty-year-old man.

    He reached out his hand, reached into his arms, and touched the cold fire stick.  A month ago, when no one knew or noticed, Zhang Xiaofan was surprised to discover that he could barely control this black fire stick. At that moment, he could hardly believe his eyes.

    However, after he repeated it countless times in the dead of night, driven by his mind power, this burningThe stick is indeed moving.

    "Drive out things", this is a word that is as thunderous as the Taoism of Qingyun Sect. It is the expression of Tai Chi Xuanqing Tao practice to the fourth level of Yuqing Realm, and it is also a word that every new disciple has practiced for countless years.  They were all repeating, hoping, and working hard deep in their hearts, but Zhang Xiaofan even dared to only dream about reaching this state, competing in front of the master, and making the master smile.

    But, is this possible?

    Zhang Xiaofan tried his best to suppress himself and did not tell anyone about it. At the same time, when he tried to use his mind power to drive other objects such as pots and pans in the kitchen, nothing happened, which also hit his nerves.  Self-confidence.

    He was puzzled, why such a strange situation happened?

    When he came back from his dream late at night, he stood up and stared at the strange and strange fire stick that seemed destined to be entangled with him. He could feel the cold air slowly wandering in his body.

    "Dang!" The crisp sound of bells and tripods rang, startling Zhang Xiaofan and waking him up.  When I turned around, I saw that there were still a dozen Chaoyang Peak disciples in the audience. The old man with a white beard was still sitting there in a drowsy state. However, opposite to the stage, a man who looked about thirty or so appeared at some point.  Smiling to yourself.

    Zhang Xiaofan's face turned red and he quickly bowed and said, "Zhang Xiaofan, a disciple of Dazhu Peak, asks Senior Brother Chu for advice."

    Chu Yuhong smiled and said: "Don't dare, don't dare, there are talented people from generation to generation. Although Junior Brother Zhang is young, he still has the big test ahead of him. He still looks calm and stands on the stage, without any anxiety or timidity.  He is much stronger than I was back then, I admire him."

    Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, then said: "To be honest, senior brother, I was actually in a daze just now."

    "Wow", the audience was in an uproar. The dozen Chaoyang Peak disciples all fell down laughing. Chu Yuhong was also stunned for a moment, and finally couldn't help laughing. Then he felt something was wrong, so he held back and said:  "Junior Brother Zhang is joking. Well, the time has come. I will ask Junior Brother for advice."

    Zhang Xiaofan¡¯s heart skipped a beat, he felt nervous, and said slowly: ¡°Senior Brother Chu, please be merciful.¡±

    Chu Yuhong smiled but did not answer. He seemed to have a well-thought-out approach, but his right hand shook, and with a "squeak", he lifted up a fairy sword that emitted a faint yellow light.

    "The name of the sword is 'Shaoyang', Junior Brother Zhang, please."

    Zhang Xiaofan glanced at the Shaoyang Fairy Sword and saw the pure and gentle yellow light on the sword. From a distance, he felt refreshed. It looked like it was not extraordinary.

    He secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, not realizing that his face was a little hot, but he finally reached into his arms, grasped the fire stick, and took it out.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­

    There was silence for a moment.

    "Hahahaha" I don't know who was the first to laugh, breaking the silence. Anyway, after a while, the audience burst into laughter, and I don't know who said with difficulty: "Then, what is that?"

    "I've said before that everyone in Dazhu Peak is weird. Don't tell me. Yesterday, the skinny guy used the dice magic weapon and became a laughing stock. I didn't expect that today, there are people who use fire sticks today. It really, really made me laugh to death.  !Hahaha¡­¡­"

    At this moment, even Chu Yuhong on the stage couldn't bear it. He laughed a few times before he struggled to hold it back and said: "Junior brother Zhang, this is, haha, it's yours, haha, I'm sorry, I can't control it, ah!  Is this your magic weapon?"

    Zhang Xiaofan listened to the people around him burst into laughter, his face turned red, and he couldn't say a word.  He also knew that using this fire stick would be too ugly and would make people laugh, but it happened that other things could not drive it.

    ????????????? And there was also a small, faint hope deep in his heart, hoping that this could really prove himself, so in the end he still brought out the fire stick.

    However, in the end, what this fire stick brought him was the contempt and ridicule of others.  The people around him laughed loudly, Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head, and as far as he could see, the only thing left in the world was the black and ugly fire stick in his hand.

    They laughed, laughed loudly, just like his fellow seniors laughed loudly before leaving. Even Senior Sister Ling'er, whom he missed deeply, also smiled.

    He lowered his head and closed his eyes.

    The cold feeling seemed to cry out from deep inside his body, slowly wandering through his body.

    When is the loneliest time a person feels?

    Are you facing the indifference of the whole world alone, are you facing all the ridicule alone?

    ??Is a person¡¯s blood cold or boiling?

    He suddenly raised his head and looked ahead.

      At this time, the sun was shining on his face, and no one could see his expression clearly.

    "The Shaoyang Fairy Sword in Chu Yuhong's hand, amidst the laughter and applause from the audience, burst out with a brilliance that was almost comparable to the rising sun at this moment, brilliant and upright.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? With a loud shout, the Shaoyang Immortal Sword, like the brilliant sunlight, pressed our way majestically.

    A wave of heat rushed to his face, but Zhang Xiaofan's heart was as cold as ice.

    For some reason, he looked at the light coming in front of him. At that moment, he suddenly remembered that morning long ago: he and Lin Jingyu spent a thrilling night in the wild, and when they returned to Caomiao Village  , but saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of ??blood.  On that morning, all his happiness was lost. He even felt that he was buried in the sea of ??blood. He struggled desperately, hoping to find his relatives but was ultimately unable to do anything. It hurt his heart.

    The heat seemed to be burning his skin, but that quiet night appeared in front of his eyes. By the clear water pool, the beautiful woman stood by the water, hugging her lover tightly.

    "Ah!" The sixteen-year-old boy moaned softly. The inexplicable pain was so intense that he completely forgot about the light coming in front of him, but he bit his lip and the bright red blood dripped gently.

    It fell on the black fire stick with red threads like blood in the dark blue.

    The next moment, he was engulfed by the brilliant light like the sun.

    The audience cheered, and the Chaoyang Peak disciples all expressed joy. Only an exclamation mixed with their laughter seemed so harsh.

    The sudden appearance of Zeng "Net" ignored the dozens of hostile glances beside him and sighed loudly. He felt sorry for his new friend. Unfortunately, he couldn't help according to the rules of the competition, otherwise he would have rushed to the stage with his indignant look.  .

    Even the old man with a white beard sitting nearby seemed to be disturbed by Zeng "Net" and glanced over.

    On the stage, the brilliant golden light complemented the rising sun in the sky. It was brilliant and dazzling. Chu Yuhong felt proud. At this moment, even he felt that his practice had reached a peak that had never been reached before. And he, in front of him, surpassed  This opponent, who is neither expected nor beaten, will surely make great progress, and even winning the championship in the end is unknown!  After all, after today, we only need to win four more games.

    Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, and the Shaoyang Fairy Sword shone brighter. Seeing the young man in front of him wrinkled his face in pain in the blazing light, and even bit his lip.

    Suddenly, at this moment, his heart skipped a beat, as if someone had hit him hard with a heavy hammer inside his body.

    At this moment when no one could see Zhang Xiaofan clearly, Chu Yuhong, the man standing opposite Zhang Xiaofan, saw him raise his head and open his eyes through the brilliant light of his Shaoyang Fairy Sword.

    Those blood-red eyes full of violence and killing!

    An invisible and unknown coldness spread rapidly. Chu Yuhong saw that the black fire stick seemed to come alive at this moment, with black steam rising, and the round bead on the top of the stick glowed with blue light, reflected in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes.  He seemed to have become a completely different person.

    All these changes happened within the light of the Shaoyang Fairy Sword, and no one saw it except Chu Yuhong.

    Chu Yuhong was extremely horrified, but before he could react, the cold breath had already wrapped around him hidden under the light of the Shaoyang Fairy Sword. He almost immediately felt a spinning sensation, and felt nauseated all over his body.

    After a while, the faint green light from the ball on the fire stick shone on him.

    In the audience, Zeng "Net" looked nervously at Zhang Xiaofan who was surrounded by that ball of light. When he thought that Zhang Xiaofan was now like a monkey being roasted (normally, he should think of a pig being roasted, but somehow Zeng "Net" thought  The thought of a monkey appeared in the movie), and he almost didn't want to read any more.

    On the contrary, the Chaoyang Peak disciples all clapped and cheered, overjoyed.

    At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a loud roar from Chu Yuhong on the stage, and the Shaoyang Immortal Sword rose into the sky. The light immediately dissipated, revealing Zhang Xiaofan's figure.

    However, Chu Yuhong seemed to be seriously injured and kept retreating. A moment later, under the surprised eyes of everyone, blood gushed out from all the orifices on his face at the same time. He tremblingly stretched out his right hand and pointed at Zhang Xiaofan, as if he wanted to say something, but  No matter what, I am speechless.

    After a while, he swayed a few times, fell to the ground with a thud, and passed out.

    There was silence on and off the stage, and everyone looked at each other in shock, speechless.  This chapter is published by online book friends www.

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