Zhang Xian's body that was sitting cross-legged suddenly tilted, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale and bloodless, and his eyebrows were full of anger. He opened his eyes, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly wiped it away from his mouth.
There were bloodstains. As soon as he stood up, he heard everyone talking, his face darkened, and his eyes swept over everyone.
Everyone quickly lowered their heads, and the originally noisy square suddenly became silent.
Zhang Xian snorted coldly, raised his fist in the direction of Wuji Sect, and said respectfully: "Master!"
After a moment, there was a flash of light in the air, and Xiaoyaozi appeared in front of Zhang Xian out of thin air. His eyes paused on Zhang Xian for a while, and then asked: "You came out too?"
Zhang Xian nodded and said: "Master, my disciple was killed by Lao Si. After he entered the battlefield, for some unknown reason, he was able to control the power of space. Not only did he kill the disciple, but he also imprisoned a ray of his soul in the soul-summoning flag.
Inside, I have been refining it day and night. The fourth child is really despicable, and Master should punish him severely." When he spoke, he deliberately emphasized the words for some unknown reason, just to see Xiaoyaozi's expression.
reaction.
Zhang Xian now also wants to know whether Han Bin is really the illegitimate son of Patriarch Wuji, as the rumors say. In fact, he himself thinks it is unlikely. With how much cultivation Master Wuji has, even if he has an illegitimate child, he will not
Go to the semi-abandoned Cultivation Star to get it. However, if Han Bin is not the illegitimate son of the Wuji Ancestor, how can he control the power of space in the battlefield!
This is the source of Zhang Xian's puzzlement, and it is also something that many monks still cannot figure out.
After hearing this, Xiaoyaozi did not immediately answer Zhang Xian's words. He remained silent for a while and said something ambiguous, "I know this."
Hearing this, Zhang Xian's heart skipped a beat. He had followed the master for so many years and knew the master's character very well. If the master said such words, he would probably not punish Han Bin. If he did not punish Han Bin, then he would become
The matter of being a direct disciple came to nothing. Zhang Xian is the kind of person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.
Duan's man continued: "Master, not long after Han Bin came to the sect, he killed the third child. Now he imprisons the disciple's soul and refines it day and night. What is his purpose? He just wants to prevent the disciple's cultivation from improving.
, this person is not worthy to be a disciple of Wuji Sect, Master must expel him from Wuji Sect."
Zhang Xianzheng was so angry that he didn't notice that there was a commanding tone in his voice just now.
Xiaoyaozi raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "Zhang Xian, you have been with me for so many years, do you still make such a low-level mistake?"
Seeing the Master getting angry, Zhang Xian's expression changed. In a blink of an eye, he knew why. He knelt down on the ground with a splash and said sincerely: "Master, this disciple really didn't mean that. It's all for the sake of the Wuji Sect.
.The fourth child is ruthless. If he gets the number one position on the battlefield, his disciple will definitely die in his hands in the future. Master, you have been by your side for so many years, you don’t want to see your disciple die without a burial place!"
Zhang Xian is indeed a master of acting. What he said made me cry and make me feel sad.
Xiaoyaozi was moved unknowingly, and sighed. Just as he was about to speak, he remembered his previous decision, his eyes became firm again, and he said in a concentrated voice: "Zhang Xian, you get up first! As for you being taken away by the fourth child?
A ray of soul, Master promises you, I will help you get it back."
"But..." Zhang Xian still wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Xiaoyaozi.
Xiaoyaozi's face darkened, and he said in an irrefutable tone: "Stop talking about it, this matter has been decided."
Zhang Xian stood up, and just as he was about to step aside, streams of light flashed one after another in the sky, fell on the square, and then returned to everyone's bodies. Within a moment, all the monks except Han Bin and Ziwei left.
As soon as Xia Houtian came out of the battlefield, he came to Xiaoyaozi, cupped his hands and said, "Master."
Xiaoyaozi nodded, did not speak, and looked at the sky without blinking.
Xia Houtian saluted, and then walked up to Zhang Xian, his eyes filled with pride.
Seeing such a look, Zhang Xian became furious. Xiaoyaozi was still beside him, and it was difficult to speak at this moment, so he sent a message: "Xia Houtian, you are so proud. If Han Bin hadn't suddenly appeared to turn the tide, just by relying on
With those two attacks, I could kill you without even knowing your parents."
Xia Houtian was not angry, with a smug smile on his face, and said: "Zhang Xian, I admit that I am not your opponent, but I have a good brother behind me, but you don't. I don't care about being number one on the battlefield, as long as I don't let him
If you get first place, even if a little-known disciple gets it, I will still be very happy..."
"You..." Zhang Xian was so angry that he had swollen veins on his forehead. If he hadn't been afraid that Xiaoyaozi was by his side, he would have taken action long ago.
Xia Houtian smiled slightly and said: "Senior brother, I didn't expect you to have such a bad temper. Let's do this! For the sake of our fellow sect brothers, when brother Han comes out, I will get a ray of your soul back." At this point,
, he changed the topic and continued: "Actually, you don't have to be angry. Don't there also be twenty places in the mysterious land of Diwutian Pavilion? If you don't have enough, I can give you a few, haha..."
Zhang Xian was furious, glared at Xia Houtian, and then turned away.
At this moment, two streams of light flashed forward in the sky, one behind the other, flying straight towards the square.
After the first stream of light flew into Ziwei's body, the second stream of light also entered Han Bin's body.
The two stood up at the same time. Han Bin's eyes flashed, and his eyes suddenly became deep. His face was solemn, neither sad nor happy, and it was impossible to tell what was thinking in his heart. Han Bin stepped forward and arrived at Xiaoyao in a few steps.
In front of him, he first bowed down and saluted, then raised his hands and said, "Master."
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Xiaoyaozi's mouth, then he waved his long sleeves and said loudly: "Everyone, return to where you were."
After everyone heard this, they saw figures flashing in the square, and all the disciples returned to their original places and lined up neatly.
Xiaoyaozi's eyes flashed, and he glanced at everyone, and said in a solemn voice: "It took three years from the beginning to the end of this battlefield. In these thirty years, I believe you should have made a lot of gains. Here I
I want to praise Han Bin. When he first became the master of Wuji Pavilion, you may have doubted his ability. Now he has won the first place on the battlefield. Do you have any objections?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone had different expressions. Some were envious, some were dissatisfied, and most of the disciples had the attitude of watching a good show.
Those dissatisfied monks, even if they have ten thousand dissatisfactions in their hearts, dare not speak out at this time. They are not afraid of Xiaoyaozi, but afraid of Han Bin. Because most of these dissatisfied people have a ray of soul in Han Bin
In the hands of Han Bin, Han Bin is a person who is determined to retaliate. If we say that he is not right now, the painful days are still to come.
Therefore, the square was extremely quiet, and even breathing could be heard clearly.
Xiaoyaozi was silent for a while, and then continued: "Since you all agree with Han Bin's ability, and you are here today, I will announce something. Three months later, the Wuji Sect will hold an auction. At that time, not only Wuji Star
The sects from the surrounding affiliated planets will come, and the four major organizations in the East Star Region, as well as some large sects, will also participate. At that time, the master will announce the matter of direct disciples."
At this point, Xiaoyaozi changed the subject and continued: "No matter who is chosen, I hope you all will be calm. If anyone makes Wuji Sect lose face in a fit of anger, I will kill him with my own hands, no matter who it is."
Kill." The last two words were full of murderous intent. After everyone heard this, they would not have any doubt that if trouble was really caused, Master would never show mercy. After all, there are so many sects watching, if not
If you kill, you will become a laughingstock to outsiders.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and many people turned their attention to Han Bin.
At present, Zhou Tianzhi is dead in the Wuji Sect, and there are only three direct disciples left, and direct disciples can only be born among the three. Although Zhang Xian and Xia Houtian have high prestige in the sect, their cultivation and magical powers are not comparable to that of Han Bin.
For example, Han Bin had just won the first place in the battlefield and became famous. At this time, Xiaoyaozi decided to pass on his disciples personally. I am afraid that he gave up on Zhang Xian and wanted to pass on the title of sect leader to Han Bin.
Zhang Xian's face became extremely ugly, and his heart kept bleeding. How could he not understand what others could think of? How much had he paid over the years to become a direct disciple? And Han Bin had just come to the sect, didn't he?
Will you win a battlefield victory? Why, why should you choose him?
Although Xiaoyaozi did not clearly state who he would choose, but since the master did not express his position immediately when he asked his master to punish Han Bin, Zhang Xian was sure that he would definitely choose Han Bin. Zhang Xian felt very unwilling and even angry.
He had a murderous intention. If he didn't kill Han Bin, he wouldn't be able to become a direct disciple. If he couldn't become a direct disciple, how would he be able to stay in the sect in the future?
Xia Houtian looked indifferent. After all, his disciples couldn't choose him, so they would definitely choose one between Han Bin and Zhang Xian. However, Xia Houtian could also see that the chance of choosing Han Bin was higher. As for Zhang Xian,
The possibility is almost zero. Because any fool can see that Han Bin's future is limitless, far greater than that of Zhang Xian. Besides, Han Bin is probably the illegitimate son of the ancestor Wuji.
After Xiaoyaozi finished speaking, his eyes fell on Han Bin and asked: "Fourth, I heard that you can control the power of space. Is this true?"
Han Bin did not deny it, nodded and said: "Returning to Master, this disciple can indeed control the power of space in the battlefield."
Xiaoyaozi was very satisfied with this answer and asked again: "So, it is true that a ray of soul of them and others was imprisoned by you?"
"Yes, Master." Han Bin replied.
Xiaoyaozi raised his brows and said, "In that case, return their souls to everyone!"
Hearing this, Han Bin frowned, but didn't say much about being hungry. He patted the storage bag on his waist, took out the soul-calling flag, and pointed it at the black flag. Then, one soul after another flew out,
Immediately, with a flash, he returned to everyone's body. After completing all this, Han Bin cupped his fists and said: "Master, all the souls have been returned."
Xiaoyaozi smiled with satisfaction and put away the consciousness that fell on Han Bin. Then he patted the storage bag on his waist, took out a yellow cloth bag, threw it to Han Bin and said: "These are all the rewards for this battlefield, including winning.
Please distribute the pavilion rewards and the rewards to the first two hundred people!"
At this point, Xiaoyaozi changed the subject and continued: "The mysterious space will be opened thirty years later. There are two hundred places in the Wuji Sect. Those with the first two hundred battlefield merits will have the opportunity to enter. In addition to those who won this battlefield
One pavilion has an additional one hundred people, and the other three pavilions each have twenty places. As for who is selected to enter, everything is decided by the pavilion masters of the four pavilions."
Zhang Xian's eyes flashed and he said hurriedly: "Master, there is currently no master of the Wuxiang Pavilion. Should we choose one now..." As he said that, he glanced at Yue Dong and motioned for him to step forward.
Just as Yue Dong was about to step forward, Xiaoyaozi waved his sleeves and said sternly: "What you said last time is not feasible. Yue Dong's cultivation level is too low and he is not suitable to be the master of Wuxiang Pavilion." At this point, he paused, but
The next sentence made everyone's eyes widen, and they heard him say in a solemn voice: "Han Bin will take over the position of the master of Wuxiang Pavilion!"