Since Qin Yun fought with Xiaolongnu, his martial arts have made great progress. After returning to Quanzhen Sect, he didn't even sleep that night. He recalled the battle and learned from it, and took his martial arts to a higher level.

When Qin Yun went out the next day, he saw his steps calmly and his eyes were warm and crystal clear. It was obvious that his cultivation had improved.

A few days later, the annual competition meeting of Quanzhen, and the entire Quanzhen Sect caused a sensation. (Yang Guo had experienced a competition meeting in the first quarter, with only four generations of disciples participating) This year, since the seven sons had important temple affairs at the end of the year, the competition meeting was held several months in advance, and all the disciples in the sect gathered in Zhongnan Mountain. The competition competition had been compared in the first time. Quanzhen Seven Sons personally passed it, and the disciples had each selected the first place competition.

Among the third generation disciples, Liu Chuxuan is under Yu Daxian, Hao Datong is under Wang Zhijin, Wang Chuyi is under Zhao Zhijing, Qiu Chuji is under Yin Zhiping, and they are all making their mark. There are also elites among the third generation disciples, which have appeared one by one, allowing Quanzhen’s seventh son Lao Huai.

As for Qin Yun, his situation was special. He was a lay disciple, and he was addicted to Taoism and was cruel and ruthless, so he stopped participating in martial arts competitions. What's more, everyone knows that although he rarely takes action, he is now the number one master among the three generations of disciples. He is extremely profound in both Taoism and martial arts. In terms of martial arts, he is even only under the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, so it's fine.

Most of Quanzhen's disciples and masters are concentrated among the third generation of disciples, so naturally these three generations of disciples have become the top priority. Every year, the competition is always a battle between Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping. Among the three generations of disciples, he is the leader (martial arts and prestige), which has become a consensus. Zhao Zhijing wins in his deep internal strength, but Yin Zhiping wins in his exquisite sword moves, and both of them are equally good at martial arts.

Qin Yun's skills have improved greatly and he can see clearly from the side. Originally, the two were in a stalemate, but suddenly, for some reason, Yin Zhiping turned defense into offense, and his power was like a crazy tiger. He ignored himself and fought hard to attack with both defeats. Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping fought desperately and were immediately at a disadvantage.

In the end, Yin Zhiping was better at his skills and won the final victory.

The battle between the two was wonderful. First, Zhao Zhijing was the main attacker, and he advanced from the southeast corner to the northwest corner. In an instant, Yin Zhiping rebelled and defended and took the initiative with both defeats. The rabbits rose and fell, and the wonderful things were everywhere. The disciples of Quanzhen cheered.

The competition ended successfully, and naturally the whole school celebrated together. Everyone congratulated Yin Zhiping on the win, but Yin Zhiping seemed to be distracted and perfunctory. Zhao Zhijing, on the side, had a gloomy face, and sometimes looked at Yin Zhiping with a vicious look. A grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This situation was not realized by others, but fell into Qin Yun's eyes, who had been paying attention to him, which made Qin Yun think in his heart.

That night, people were quiet and the mountain breeze was swaying.

Suddenly, a "creaking" sound was heard, and a wooden door of a bedroom opened gently, and figures flew out, and several ups and downs had reached the edge of the courtyard wall. The left foot was pressed on the ground, and the figure rose in the wind. With a "whistle", it circled in the air, like a wild goose soaring into the air, and in the blink of an eye, it passed through the wall.

This is the world-famous light skills, Jinyan Gong, which is the Jinyan Gong of Quanzhen Sect.

After half a breath, another black shadow flashed, and it was also followed by the law.

The person in front of him was Yin Zhiping, and the person behind him was Zhao Zhijing. But what they didn't know was that after the two of them left, Qin Yun also quietly followed him behind. Because Qin Yun's efforts beat them a lot, and with his outstanding light skills, the two of them didn't notice it at all.

I saw Yin Zhiping heading to the back mountain, even though he was high and low, traveling through the forest. He seemed to be extremely familiar with this remote place, and he left far away in a blink of an eye. Zhao Zhijing was sometimes fast and sometimes hiding his body, and it turned out that he was following Yin Zhiping. Zhou Zhichong saw that the two of them were quite familiar along the way, and he immediately knew that they had been traveling around the back mountain several times or even dozens of times. As for the reason, it was self-evident, so he followed him closely.

After about a cup of tea, his eyes lit up, but it was at the edge of the woods, but Yin Zhiping stopped walking. Qin Yun looked into the distance, and the ancient tomb was not far away. He immediately realized that it seemed that Yin Zhiping was still as devil as the original work.

A gust of wind came, and the fragrance of flowers was strong. Yin Zhiping took a deep breath, refreshing, as if it was the fragrance of Xiaolongnu. His eyes were instantly blurred, but there was still a bit of soberness in the depths of his eyes.

Suddenly, a huge sound came from the ancient tomb, as if a master was fighting in the ancient tomb. Yin Zhiping looked at the ancient tomb anxiously and suppressed his steps. Qin Yun and Zhao Zhijing hurriedly hid and looked at the location of the ancient tomb curiously.

"Haha, son, let's go. Little girl, because you are my son's master, I won't kill you today, but you can rest for a while." I saw a man stepping away from the ancient tomb, holding Yang Guo in his hand, and leaving with a smile.

I saw that the man was very burly, with a very powerful cheek, and a little mad. Qin Yun must have eyes that made him a little clear about the identity of this person. Judging from his outfit and tone, who is not Ouyang Feng?

But why did he enter the ancient tomb? Qin Yun felt confused.

"Aunt, Auntie. Dad, let me go, I don't want to leave Auntie..." Ouyang Feng was extremely fast, and the figure flew away in the blink of an eye, leaving only Yang Guo's voice floating in the air.

What Qin Yun didn't know was that there was something wrong. Li Mochou happened to meet Ouyang Feng when he went up the mountain. Now, there was a grudge between the two. Although Ouyang Feng couldn't remember it clearly, he felt a sense of disgust towards Li Mochou, because he had been stabbed by Li Mochou with an Ice Soul Silver Needle a long time ago. Now that the two met, Ouyang Feng took the lead in taking action.

Li Mochou was caught off guard and was seriously injured, so he ran to the ancient tomb sect, hoping to use the mechanisms in the ancient tomb to defeat the enemy like last time. However, she still underestimated Ouyang Feng's martial arts and was forcibly broke into the ancient tomb by Ouyang Feng.

In this way, Xiaolongnu was affected by the fish in the pond and was injured by Ouyang Feng who broke into the ancient tomb. Now he was lying on the ground by the acupoint. Li Mochou's injury was several times heavier than Xiaolongnu. His internal organs were severely damaged. He did not have the strength to move his body when he lay on the ground, and only his eyes could flash.

Yin Zhiping looked in the direction of the ancient tomb for a while, but in the end he couldn't help but worry about the goddess in his heart and walked towards the location of the ancient tomb.

When Zhao Zhijing saw Yin Zhiping violated the precepts, he was overjoyed and prepared to keep up quietly to gain more of Yin Zhiping's handle and add a lot of weight to the position of chief sect. However, before Zhao Zhijing could stand up, he suddenly felt the darkness in front of him and suddenly lost consciousness.
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