Every disciple in today's competition is extremely eye-catching, so the competition is still in progress. Many disciples quickly ran towards the green platform after watching the competition between Su Fan and Ye Xue.
Su Fan was confused and asked the old man in purple: "Which group is this competition? How come it attracts so much attention?"
The old man in purple smiled strangely and said, "Your two good brothers, Qin Yu and Xiao Lin."
Su Fan immediately understood the meaning of the smile of the old man in purple. Xiao Lin and Qin Yu are each extremely difficult people. If they meet here, one of them will be eliminated. In this way, Su Fan has a greater chance of winning this competition.
A few points.
Su Fan's heart sank, and he hurriedly ran to the green competition venue, where the competition was still going on. Both of them were covered in blood, whether it was the other's or their own.
Su Fan sighed softly and stood outside the court, walking back and forth from time to time, appearing to be very confused. At this moment, there were two other people outside the court who were like Su Fan.
The old man in green stared closely at the rapid changes in the field, while the old man in blue sighed and clapped his hands from time to time. Both of them frowned, and they were completely different from the confident and elegant leader before.
However, the two men were already fighting fiercely in the field, refusing to give in to each other. Xiao Lin was already very stubborn and would not give up until he achieved his goal. In addition, his cultivation level was higher than Qin Yu's, and his body skills were extremely weird, so he was even more stubborn.
Willing to give in.
Although Qin Yu's cultivation level is only in the late stage of Golden Core, which is not as good as Xiao Lin's peak in the late stage of Golden Core, his speed is extremely fast. Even if Su Fan can't see clearly, Qin Yu can still easily dodge, and Qin Yu takes action.
Cruel and deadly with every move.
However, Su Fan couldn't blame Qin Yu for his aggressive moves. He was trained in the green system with this magical power, the Proud Sky-Breaking Sword, and he was born with a strong sense of pride, an arrogance that would not admit defeat even if he died.
Xiao Lin made a secret in his hand, and a blue flame struck Qin Yu in a flash. Qin Yu's eyes were cold and he was holding a long sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the blue flame.
In an instant, the two collided in the air, Qin Yu was immediately ejected, and the blue flames quickly flew backwards towards Xiao Lin. Xiao Lin rushed to resist, but was hit and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Qin Yu shouted low, immediately stood up and wiped the blood from his fingertips on the long sword. He waved the long sword in his hand. Suddenly the sky and the earth changed color and became gloomy. The red clouds seemed to have been cut open, leaving a ravine in the sky.
One sword slash breaks the sky.
Su Fan was shocked and hurriedly ran to the old man in green and shouted: "Stop him quickly. How can Xiao Lin still be alive after this sword strike?"
The old man in green waved his hands helplessly and said in a deep voice: "No one in the competition market can interfere with the competition unless the contestants abstain."
The old man in blue on the side snorted coldly and said: "How could Xiao Lin die? How can I, the blue type, be afraid of this little sky-breaking sword?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Lin in the field also stood up. His eyes flashed with fighting intent, and as he kneaded the secret in his hand, a cold intention rushed in all directions, and the disciples around him with lower cultivation levels suddenly spurted out blood.
His eyes were dazed and he almost fainted.
Su Fan also felt a chill that penetrated into the bone marrow, and suddenly remembered that it was not the Qing type who really used the Yin-Cold Technique, and even what Ye Xue used was not considered the ultimate Yin-Cold Technique.
It is said that the disciples of the blue system have always been extremely skilled in various techniques. Whether it is the red system's Nine Transformations of Hongxia or the green system's Proud Sky-Breaking Sword, they have all practiced it. Only the two systems of skills have not.
Practice.
One is the purple-type Qianzi Celestial Elephant. The Qianzi Celestial Elephant is listed as the most wonderful among all the Tianyuan Sect's exercises. It's not that the old man in purple is stingy and doesn't let the blue-type disciples refer to it, but that countless people have tried it to no avail.
The second one is the yin and cold skills of the green system. This is because the blue system also practices yin and cold, and they think that their own skills are much higher than those of the green system, so there is no need to practice them.
Su Fan's eyes were full of disbelief, and he whispered: "The cold moon eats away at the bones."
The cold moon eats away at the bones. It doesn't feel extremely overbearing, nor does it ring loudly in the ears, but every word sounds like a coldness coming from the bone marrow.
The cold is a joke to monks. The monks' bodies have been forged by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so how can they be afraid of the cold? But now the disciples next to Su Fan were clearly trembling and shouting cold.
The green-clothed monk frowned and waved his sleeves fiercely. Suddenly, the disciple, whose lips were already purple from the cold, slowly opened his closed eyes and looked at the two people on the stage in fear.
Qin Yu held the long sword in his hand and pointed at the sky, and the bursts of sharp roars sounded like thunder, as if lightning would fall and destroy all living beings.
Suddenly, a white light shot down between the parting red clouds. It was a sword light, like the sword light from the nine heavens, and like the sword light that Qin Yu struck in the sky and fell down again.
The meaning of the sword is like the power of heaven, and all the swords in the world worship it. Countless swords sing the joy of welcome, welcoming that shocking sword that shatters mountains and rivers.
In a daze, Su Fan suddenly noticed that the broken sword in the storage bag also made a slight sword sound. Maybe it was responding to the sword outside, but Su Fan always felt that it was making a joking sound.
Su Fan had no intention of investigating, because the sword light from the sky was about to hit Xiao Lin, who was still making the seal. Xiao Lin looked forward as usual, with a trace of cruelty flashing in his eyes.
At this moment, the world was still, and countless disciples were staring straight at the falling sword. Xiao Lin's hair was blown and swayed constantly.
That platform, the platform built by the ancestors of the Yuan Sect thousands of years ago, the platform that had stood tall and tall after countless competitions, started to shake at this moment.
At first it was just a slight shaking, but after a while the dust fell and gravel flew around. Then there was a loud noise, the platform collapsed, and Xiao Lin and Qin Yu all fell to the ground.
Xiao Lin's whole body was covered in blood, and his face was covered with blood, making it difficult to see his face. His clothes were also in tatters, and he was in a state of desolation. Now he had passed out, and everyone rushed to him.
Qin Yu was not doing well either. His eyes were closed tightly, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. His whole body was light blue, and the corner of his clothes was broken by a slight impact. The old man in green snorted coldly and pulled the Qin Yu left the already ruined and unsightly place in one roll.
No one shouted: "It's snowing."
Su Fan hurriedly looked at the sky, and pieces of snowflakes actually fell from the crack that Qin Yu had opened. At this moment, the sun was shining in the sky, but it was snowing. Su Fan unconsciously sighed to himself, this blue-based technique But it's magical.
Suddenly, Su Fan noticed a pair of eyes staring at him. Su Fan turned around suddenly and saw that disgusting face. Hong Yuan looked at Su Fan with a smile and said, "In this case, you and I can have a formal competition. "
Su Fan suddenly smiled and said: "Senior Brother Hongyuan, why are you so anxious to die? Your identity as a disciple of the Red Sect is a position that many people admire."
Hong Yuan suddenly became angry, but then she smiled and said, "I really don't want you to die like this. Senior brother, I won't let you die so easily."
Su Fan smiled faintly, turned and left.
Tomorrow's competition was a competition that made Su Fan confused. Whether it was the plan to kill the owl-like gentleman Xiao Chen many years ago, or the subsequent fight with Ran Hua, or the encounter with the Three Emperors who were countless times more powerful than himself.
Neither Great Immortal nor Su Fan is like this.
Su Fan paced in the yard, waving his hands from time to time to drive away the birds in the yard.
"I went to see Qin Yu and Xiao Lin. There's nothing serious. It's just that they won't be able to participate in tomorrow's competition."
The old man in purple sighed and said: "That means that tomorrow is the final competition between you and Hong Yuan."
Su Fan said in a deep voice: "How different is the purple color from the red color? Why do I feel inexplicable panic and upset when I see Hongxia? Is this just because of Ziyun?"
The old man in purple clothes was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said: "This matter,...this is all left by our ancestors, there is no need to mention it now."
Su Fan gave a wry smile, walked towards the steps outside the pavilion, and sat down slowly.
The old man in purple gave a bitter smile and said in a low voice: "The Tianyuan Sect is originally a world of the red system. As for the seven systems that were separated, it is because at the beginning of the Tianyuan Sect, Tian Yuanzi, the founder of the Tianyuan Sect, had people under him.
seven disciples.
The founder, Tian Yuanzi, was truly a talented person. His cultivation was supreme, and it was said that he had reached the legendary stage of transforming the mind. He single-handedly created the Tianyuan Sect in the originally mixed-race Tianyuan County.
When the Tianyuan Sect was established, its foundation was not stable. Tian Yuanzi ordered his seven disciples to garrison the seven peaks of the Tianyuan Sect respectively. However, thinking of the crisis of the Tianyuan Sect, he ordered the Red Sect to garrison the Tianyuan Sect.
Thousands of years later, the foundation of the Tianyuan Sect gradually became more solid, and many of the younger generation also belonged to the Tianyuan Sect. The ancestor of Tianyuanzi only passed down an oral message, saying that he was going out to travel to the immortals, so he passed on the position of head to the disciples of the red lineage.
Everything was extremely peaceful at first, but suddenly one day, word spread among the disciples that the oral instruction given by Tian Yuanzi was not for the red disciples to inherit the position of head, but to the purple disciple with the deepest cultivation.
disciple.
Suddenly, the red disciples felt uneasy and frequently looked for opportunities to weaken the strength of the purple disciples. Many elites of the purple disciples were even secretly assassinated by people from the red disciples.
The purple disciple was furious. He had no intention of competing with the red disciples for the position of leader, but his behavior was shameful, and he immediately attacked the red disciples alone.
At that moment, blood flowed like a river, and mourners filled the land. The red disciples were no match for the purple disciples, so they hurriedly admitted their mistakes and showed their kindness. The purple disciples thought about their old feelings and were about to leave, but they were attacked by the red disciples. Under siege by several people,
The purple disciples were defeated and their whereabouts are unknown.
Since then, the purple line has declined repeatedly, and almost every red line leader has tried to suppress the development of the purple line, so the hatred has become extremely deep."
Su Fan suddenly asked again: "What kind of weapon did the purple disciples use when they killed the red disciples?"
The old man in purple looked at Su Fan doubtfully and said, "It's been a long time since this happened. How could I know about it?"
Su Fan sighed and said in a deep voice: "It seems that all my reactions are due to the hatred in my blood."