At this time, Yannuo competed all the way and won smoothly. He was only one step away from entering the top 300.

After finding an open place, Yannuo sat on the ground, staring at the disciples competing on the ring. Suddenly, a gust of fragrant wind floated over. Yannuo turned around to look, but it was Xiaoning who came to him and had been in seclusion for more than ten years.

I didn't see Xiao Ning, but she still looked as gentle and pleasant as before. There was no trace of melancholy on her face, and she looked even more dignified and beautiful.

Meeting Yan Nuo's gaze, Xiao Ning lowered her head, her cheeks turning red: "Master! You are out of seclusion!"

Nodding, smelling the girl's fragrance, a touch of tenderness appeared on Yannuo's face: "The progress in cultivation is quite fast. Do you also want to participate in the secret trial?"

"Young Master! You are making fun of me!" Xiao Ning looked like a little daughter, raised her head and looked at Yan Nuo with soft eyes: "Sir, you have to be careful in this secret trial! Xiao Ning heard what the elders in the sect said.

However, the secret realm is extremely dangerous, you must take care of yourself and don’t let Xiao Ning worry about you again!"

Yannuo smiled, his eyes full of tenderness, and nodded: "I will be careful!"

This scene at this time fell into the eyes of a disciple. The disciple's eyes were filled with overwhelming anger. Yannuo's powerful soul force felt a hostility from where he passed. He turned around and saw a

The disciple was looking at him with extremely hostile eyes. Their eyes collided and they looked away at the same time.

One day passed in the blink of an eye, and Yannuo successfully advanced to the final stage of selection. The moon was setting and the sun was growing, and the Sword Trial Peak on the second day was as crowded as yesterday.

"I heard that this junior brother has extraordinary skills, and He wants to come and learn your unique skills!"

At this time, Yannuo's competition was over, and he was sitting cross-legged on the ground and dozing off in boredom, when a voice woke Yannuo up.

After sizing up the other party, Yannuo recognized that it was the disciple who looked at him with inexplicable hostility yesterday, stretched out his arms and yawned: "Is it time for me to go on stage?"

"It's not my junior brother's turn to play. I just came here to have a discussion with my senior brother!" said the disciple.

Shaking his head, Yannuo said with a smile: "I still have a competition and I haven't shown up, so I won't compete with this senior brother!"

"Hmph!" The disciple snorted coldly: "If you don't dare to compete with He, then get out of the Sword Trial Peak!"

At some point, this disciple was surrounded by a dozen disciples who were in the later stages of foundation building, with provocative looks in their eyes.

Looking at the other party's provocative eyes, Yannuo's face couldn't help but feel a little cold, but he ignored it, stood up, and walked to the other side.

"Who is this kid? He is so awesome that he doesn't even give Senior Brother He face!"

"I don't know you! Even if you don't know the disciples in the sect, at least they look familiar!"

"Don't be a spy!"

"It's just a matter of luck that I won a few games. I think my cultivation level is quite ordinary!"

Several disciples following the disciple named He were talking in various directions.

"Stop!" There was a clear shout, and the figure flashed. The disciple surnamed He blocked Yannuo's way, and said in a voice that could only be heard by himself and Yannuo: "If you don't dare to spar with He, then please talk to Xiao

Fairy Ning, stay away because you are not worthy!"

At this time, Yannuo finally understood why the disciple surnamed He in front of him hated him so much. He glanced at the disciple surnamed He and several of his followers with his dark and deep eyes, and frowned slightly: "You are like this

Want to fight with me?"

The disciples surnamed He couldn't help but feel a throbbing in their hearts. This person's cultivation level was only about the same as his own. Why was this look in his eyes so frightening, with a chill running through his body, even compared to those who formed pills?

Senior Qi’s gaze gives people the same feeling.

"We, the Yuxiao Sect, have tens of thousands of foundation-building disciples. Those who can make it into the top three hundred are all talented people. If you don't even have the courage to fight with He, then you'd better quit earlier. Don't

It’s a waste of the sect’s resources!” The disciple surnamed He said with a hint of ridicule in his voice.

"Come on!" A ring next to him happened to be in the middle of the competition, and Yannuo's figure fell on the stage like a meteor.

With a sneer, the disciple named He flashed and appeared on the ring.

"Hurry down, there is no competition between the two of you here!" A deacon shouted loudly when he saw the two of them jumping onto the ring. When his eyes fell on the disciple named He, he couldn't help but shut his mouth.

All the disciples under the ring looked towards the stage in surprise. Although they did not recognize the disciple who came on stage first, everyone in the sect knew about this disciple named He, and some of the disciples even had a look of admiration in their eyes.

Among the foundation-building disciples in the Yuxiao Sect, there is a phoenix. The rankings of the Nine Dragons and Ten Tigers are among the top twenty disciples in the sect over the years. Needless to say, that phoenix is ​​Yuzhi.

The disciple surnamed He is named Tianxing. He has a cultivation level of tenth level in the foundation period and is ranked one of the Nine Dragons in the sect.

Yannuo, who returned to the Yuxiao Sect again, was not familiar with the disciples in the sect except for practicing in seclusion, so naturally he didn't know the ranking of the disciples in the sect.

On the ring, the two figures were facing each other. In their intertwined gazes, there was a hint of sparks. Before they started to take action, the aura around the disciple named Jia was already stirring.

"If you two are competing, you can wait until the competition is over before taking the field!" the deacon said helplessly.

At this time, all the disciples were a little stunned, looking at the two people who suddenly appeared on the stage. They were so bold and dared to fight privately at this time. Aren't they afraid of punishment according to the sect's rules? However, the deacon's helpless words were...

Successfully attracted the attention of the leader Zifeng Zhenren and all the elders.

An elder on the stage wanted to stand up and stop him, but was stopped by the leader Zifeng on the side.

"Head! What does this mean?" All the elders turned their attention to the leader Zifeng: "If the two of them continue to fight privately, wouldn't it break the sect's rules?"

The leader, Zifeng Zhenren, was extremely calm: "It doesn't matter this time. Today I just want everyone to see whether the fierce dragon crossing the river is more powerful, or the dragon entrenched in the mountains!"

Seeing that there was no one to stop him, He Tianxing sneered, his eyes flashed sharply, and the strong spiritual power in his body swept out like a flood. He opened and closed his mouth, and used the technique of divine consciousness to transmit sounds to Yannuo and said to Yannuo: "Boy!

If you lose this competition, don’t have anything to do with Fairy Xiaoning in the future!"

Hearing this, Yannuo couldn't help but smile: "Xiao Ning is my son-in-law, do you have to take care of this kind of thing?"

Suddenly, Yan Nuo thought that Xiao Ning was also born with beauty. It was inevitable that no disciples in the sect would pursue her, but this person was indeed a bit too extreme.

He Tianxing's face turned as red as a pig's liver because of Yan Nuo's words. After a moment, a flash of anger surged out of his eyes. Because of his anger, his voice became hoarse: "Boy! You are looking for death!"

As the voice fell, He Tianxing's eyes became completely gloomy. He reached out and patted the storage bag, and a high-grade spiritual weapon mace appeared in the air. With huge spiritual power fluctuations, it enveloped Xiang Yannuo like lightning.

The opponent's fierce attack made Yannuo's pupils dilate rapidly, but without any hesitation, the spiritual power in his body surged out, forming a spiritual shield of more than five feet in front of him.

All the disciples under the ring, and even some elders, couldn't help but be shocked. Maybe this person was a bit too self-reliant. No matter how strong the spiritual power in the monk's body was, he could only withstand the attack of spells, and this person

Trying to block the attack of the spiritual weapon with a spiritual shield must be a bit wishful thinking, not to mention that He Tianxing, who was fighting against him, had the name of Nine Dragons in the sect competition.

All the disciples are watching what will happen next moment, and some female disciples have even closed their eyes.

"boom!"

The mace in the air hit the spiritual shield in front of Yannuo with a powerful momentum. The violent force exploded, and the scattered air flow was like a hurricane, making the disciples under the ring unable to open their eyes.

Open your eyes.

"impossible!"

He Tianxing saw that the body-protecting shield formed by Yannuo's spiritual power actually withstood the blow of his mace. He even couldn't believe it. He moved his hand and the mace flew back and landed in his hand.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body was poured into the mace like a rushing river.

The scene on the stage caught the eyes of the disciples in the audience, and they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. The spiritual power in this person's body was actually so refined that he just used a shield made of condensed spiritual power to block the high-grade spirit.

A blow from the mace.

He Tianxing's ability to break into the top ten within the Yuxiao Sect is naturally due to his strength. He is known for being decisive and fierce in his attacks. With this mace in his hand, he has defeated countless opponents.

Seeing the spiritual shield in front of Yan Nuo, he blocked the attack of the mace. The leader Zifeng who was watching on the stage also had a look on his face. His cultivation level was only at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.

He was in the late stage of pill formation, but the essence of the spiritual power in his body, based on this strength, was already equivalent to the level of the early stage of pill formation. He nodded secretly.

The mace was once again thrown into the air by He Tianxing, tearing the air in the arena, and with the sound of howling wind, it hit Yannuo's face at a speed that caught people off guard.

Seeing the opponent's attack like this, Yannuo couldn't help but feel a little angry. This person was so ignorant of the importance of his attack. The spiritual power surged in his body and poured into his fists, forming a spiritual shield on the surface of the fists.

, his body rushed out at the same time, and he raised his right fist and struck hard at the mace.

All the disciples opened their eyes wide, and their hearts were extremely horrified. This person actually dared to go head-to-head with a high-grade spiritual weapon, a mace, with his bare hands. Could it be that he had become obsessed with practicing the exercises and his brain was not very bright.

Even among those monks who practice body training, even if they have achieved a small degree of success, none of them are strong enough to dare to collide with spiritual weapons with their bodies.

"boom!"

The physical fist and the mace collided, and then there was a muffled sound. The disciples who were slightly closer to the ring suddenly felt suffocated in their hearts following the muffled sound.
Chapter completed!