It¡¯s still like that, if you get 200 daily recommendations, you¡¯ll add more updates, and so on. Members can also click and order some. I want to be as high on the list as possible, thank you~~~~~~~~~~ Fang Lin was slightly stunned, On the contrary, Situ Rui knew them all, and the four of them were also stunned. They felt that Situ Rui had changed a lot, and his temperament was completely different. Situ Rui began to introduce, "This is Wudang leader Zhang Sanfeng, the sixth saint, a descendant of Zhongtian God." Situ Rui then introduced the woman on his left. The woman was wearing a white robe, with beautiful eyes, and her skin was as white as snow. The spotless Izuku Hakuren is petite and looks very watery. "This is Zhu Miaoxue, a descendant of the Qingxue God and the fifth saint." Then Situ Rui pointed to the woman next to him. The woman was much taller than Zhu Miaoxue. She was wearing a green robe and had an excellent figure. Her legs are slender, a green belt shows off her slim waist, and two green ribbons stick to her long hair, making her even more beautiful. But it gave people a cold feeling. A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Fang Lin and ignored him. "This is Ji Yueyao, the descendant of Cang Yue God, the fourth saint." Then there was a tall young man, about the same height as Fang Lin, about 1.8 meters, wearing a white crown, clothes like snow, and sword-shaped eyebrows. , with a straight nose, sharp black eyes, and a long sword on his waist, he looks like a handsome swordsman. "This is Kong Ya, the second saint, a descendant of the God of Fire." Finally, there was a man in a red robe. The man was somewhat enthusiastic and introduced himself: "My name is Zhu Lingqi, a descendant of the God of Fire." Fang Lin greeted them one by one. They all seemed to know each other, but they didn't like each other very much. Zhu Lingqi, on the other hand, was much more enthusiastic and immediately started chatting with Fang Lin. The other three stood quietly, seemingly talking. Waiting for something. Situ Rui was originally a little devil. Although he has changed now, the others don't know how much he has changed, and they ignore him. Fang Lin feels more and more embarrassed and completely alienated. Fang Lin greeted everyone, and the others were doing well. Ji Yueyao just nodded without saying anything. At this time, the wooden door was pushed open again, and a man in black robe walked in. The man in black robe was already a little old, with roots of black hair in his hair. You know, people who practice martial arts do not age so quickly. The man in black robe looked very thin. Situ Rui whispered to Fang Lin: "This is the master of Guangming Hall. All the masters of Guangming Hall have only one name, and that is Guangming. He is higher than my father." ." Fang Lin was immediately in awe. His seniority was actually higher than that of the Pope. In other words, he was definitely the elder of the Holy Religion. Guangming said: "The six saints are all here. This time's hadith is different from the past. The previous ones were not considered hadith. This time, it is the real hadith!" Fang Lin listened carefully. Everything is on point. "Do you know why we need Hadith? Because the current situation is no longer simple. Thousands of years ago, geniuses emerged in large numbers, and now, thousands of years later, there are also countless geniuses. Whether it is the Yu Empire, various sects, or even those affiliated with the Holy Cult There are countless geniuses in all major religions. This is the most glorious era. " Fang Lin was shocked. He had a systematic task, and with so many geniuses, he was under greater pressure. The old man continued: "Geniuses emerge in large numbers, which is a threat to the Holy Religion. The Holy Religion has always been in the first position. Likewise, as the most talented people in the Holy Religion, you must represent the Holy Religion and defeat all so-called Genius, in forty-five days, the Dayu Dynasty will hold a martial arts competition, inviting all geniuses to fight! " In other words, this holy training is a special training before the game. Fang Lin is frightened, but he basically doesn't need it. As long as I draw a lottery, I can practice the technique to perfection without any special training at all. The old man Guangming then said: "The first scene of the holy training is for the six of you to join forces to deal with me. As long as you can persist for one stick of incense, you can start the next training. If you can't persist, then you will always be with me. Fight!" The old man Guangming released his aura, and his peak late-stage innate strength gave everyone a burst of oppression. Pang Dun's voice came and said: "Kong Ya is the oldest, already twenty years old, with innate strength in the early stage. The others are all seventeen or eighteen years old, with perfect acquired strength. Of course, Situ Rui is only in the middle stage." Fang Linxin Surprisingly, even if there are six people, they will not be opponents at all, not to mention that they are not familiar with them at all now, and they don't seem to like them very much. They are bound to lose. Kong Ya took the lead and pulled out his long sword. He turned over and stabbed the old man directly. Fang Lin knew that everyone had to do it together. Everyone knew this and pulled out their weapons one after another. And coincidentally, Everyone is using long swords! As soon as Fang Lin pulled out Zhanlu, the old man Guangming said: "A peerless sword!" Fang Lin was frightened and immediately used Chunyang Sword Technique. Everyone attacked the old man from different directions. With a wave of his sleeve, the old man overturned Situ Rui. Situ Rui was thrown away in the middle of the day after tomorrow. Kong Ya shouted loudly, and his innate sword energy immediately exploded, "Winds rolling through the remaining clouds!" The unique skill of Fengshen lineage, the first style of Fengshen swordsmanship! The rest of the people also took action. All the moves seemed out of place, and Fang Lin was helpless. The gap in his own strength was so huge that he was bound to lose. But Fang Lin also wanted to give it a try and see the strength of the leader of the Holy Church. Fang Lin was excited just thinking about it. The first form of Chunyang Sword Technique, purple energy comes from the east! The old man actually used several palms with his bare hands and easily neutralized all the attacks. Kong Ya seemed to be very capable in combat. He turned over and attacked from the side, releasing several sword lights. His strength was at the early stage of Xiantian, but his combat effectiveness was comparable to that at the peak of the early stage of Xiantian. Compared with Fang Lin should be stronger. As soon as Fang Lin Chunyang's sword energy came out, everyone was a little shocked. That sword strike just now was definitely a swordsmanship that had been practiced to a great level, and the Taoist priest's strength was acquired, but his combat power was vaguely better than Kong Ya! The old man Guangming laughed. He also saw how powerful Fang Lin was. With a flash of his body and a backhand palm, Fang Lin was knocked unconscious. There are no earth-shattering moves, every move seems very ordinary, and there is no pressure from powerful attacks, but every move seems to have a hidden secret, casually knocking everyone out. The old man Guangming smiled slightly: "This batch are all good seedlings." He glanced at Fang Lin, "Holding a divine sword, with great swordsmanship, he is seventeen years old, his strength has reached the level of acquired perfection, his fighting power is as good as innate, he is a peerless monster!" If the Pope heard this comment, he would definitely be shocked. The old man's strength is not as good as that of the Protector and the Pope, but his teaching ability is absolutely top-notch. Whether he is the Protector or the Pope, they are all his disciples!