The battle situation has been decided. This inner sect competition actually led to the Zhanwu Hall, which was at the bottom of the sect for a hundred years, and won the first place in the sect's divisions. Since then, the Zhanwu Hall has surpassed the Zhidao Pavilion in the sect.
Liexiling, an inner disciple of the Zhanwutang lineage, won the first place in the list of disciples of the Five Generations.
Sun Han walked towards Tianyuan Pavilion, and the martial arts stadium was silent for a long time before the disciples of the outer sect finally realized.
"It turned out that boy from Zhanwutang won?!"
"This time, Zhanwutang not only ranked first in the list of disciples of the inner sect, but even the first in each division of this sect was taken away by it..."
The disciples of the Foreign Sect have never seen such a glorious Zhanwu Hall. Because of Lie Zhuang's voluntary concessions, Lie Zhuang defeated Sun Han, the Zhanwu Hall, which had been declining for a hundred years, was blatantly located at the head of various divisions of the sect.
"Haha, Man Niu, you really lost your luck this time. You chose such a genius disciple." The Chen Punishment Saint's eyes shone brightly and he laughed loudly.
Xing Wutang was expelled and removed from the second round of competition this time, but such results, accompanied by the sudden emergence of the Martial Arts Hall, were expected.
Compared to the Zhidao Pavilion, which has led the century-old sect, continues to win the first place, the Morning Punishment Saint would rather see the Zhanwu Hall, which Suli usually has a good relationship with his department, take the lead. Seeing that Liexiling won, he haha.
Fang Caiwei crossed a trace of energy into Liexiling, and his injuries had improved a lot. Then he walked back to the group of disciples of Zhanwu Temple.
On the Tianyuan Pavilion, the Chenhua Saint who was injured by the Chengang Saint that day looked at Sun Han a few times, and suddenly drilled into the inner disciples group. He gave a few instructions to the cold and stern young man who had appeared in the outer sect that day.
The Leng Li Youth understood and quickly walked towards the disciples of the Foreign Sect.
"Hehe, Elder Chen Gang, the people who died in the martial arts are all senior brothers in Tianyuan Pavilion and Qianlong Hall. Could it be that because of your selfish desire to fight in the martial arts hall, so many people will die?"
Indeed, the slightest disciple in the outer sect deliberately changed his tone, and the voice was heard from another direction.
The death of the mean disciples of the Foreign Sect had already played a deterrent role.
"That's right, all the strange blood beads are used by the disciples of the Martial Arts Hall and the Canggong Pavilion, and ultimately harm others and oneself. Could it be that the Martial Arts Hall would really bet on the lives of their disciples for this ranking?"
"Elder Chen Gang, you have to give an explanation today, otherwise this inner sect will be really in chaos..."
Just as everyone was guessing, the Saint Chen Gang turned his head and looked at the outer sects below the stage with a burning look. Then he turned his head, looked at the Tianyuan Pavilion, and said coldly: "You want to explain, I will explain it to you!"
Just as everyone was wrong, Chen Gang jumped up from the platform. The young man who was mixed with the disciples of the Foreign Sect and was close to the exit of the Martial Arts Hall had already been penetrated by several Yuanli from afar.
This method is somewhat similar to the Yuanli Lock, but it is a bit more vicious than the Yuanli Lock. Chen Gang knew about the extraordinary times, so he did not hold back.
"Mr. I want to leave so soon? The show hasn't started yet!" After that, he turned around and smiled at the Saint of Chenhua: "Senior Brother Chenhua, do you think it's and isn't it?"
Because Chenhua was lured by Bai Wenwei that day, he went up the mountain to question Wu Shi, and was injured by the Saint Chen Gang. At this moment, his eyes were still a little afraid.
"Senior brother is joking. My Zanggong Pavilion has always maintained stability in the sect and worked diligently for the promotion of disciples of the sect. Now that there is such a big mess in the Zhanwu Hall, we should work together, how can we stay out of the matter?" Chenhua deliberately opened his eyes with him, but he laughed in his heart.
‘‘Working together’? Do you really think that if you win over the sects such as Xingwu Hall and Zanggong Pavilion, you can easily reveal the misunderstandings you have exposed in the martial arts hall?’
"Hehe, the senior brothers of Tianyuan Pavilion must have done a lot of things. I have no such blessing in the martial arts hall, and I cannot afford to make a group of immortals who have practiced alchemy all day long and have thought about the enlightenment. There are only three or five poor friends in private. For the moment, please wait for Chen Gang to observe the clarity."
Hearing that Chen Gang once again treated the people of Tianyuan Pavilion as the folk dance gods and pretended to be elixirs to cheat people of money, Chen Yuan was immediately furious: "Chen Gang, you..."
"Senior Brother Chen Yuan is not in a hurry. I, Chen Gang, will analyze it one by one, and will not make everyone in the sect confused." The Saint Chen Gang came out and brought the cold-faced man under his command, and jumped back to the middle of the martial arts field.
"I wonder why the uncle of the master left a Yuanli restriction in my body?" The cold and delicate young man still showed no panic until this time. It seemed that he was extremely relieved about his plan in this industry and would not cry until he saw the coffin.
As soon as he said this, all the disciples of the outer sect were shocked. The Saint of Chen Gang was too domineering. As soon as he took action, he actually left a backhand in the other party's body.
Seeing that most of the disciples of the outer sect looked panicked and hurriedly squeezed towards the door, the Saint Chen Gang smiled: "I don't know anything about my junior nephew. Some people like the wind chimes hanging under the eaves of the next door, but they can't get it. After a long time, lovesickness becomes a disease, so they deceive themselves. As long as they can't hear it, the other party will definitely not hear it. So on the moonlit night, they cover their ears and climb the house to get the bell. The consequences can be imagined."
When the outer sect heard his humorous words, they saw that the door was guarded by the Zhanwu Hall, Zhidao Pavilion and many inner disciples of the Zanggong Pavilion, so they had to turn back and look at the stage.
"What is the uncle of the master saying? I forgive my nephew for being ignorant and unable to understand." The young man with a pale face, as if he was dead, was trying to make a fuss.
"Haha, I didn't want you to understand what I said. I just wanted to tell you that someone had done something to steal the bell, but I didn't know it!" Chen Gang Saint's voice became heavier, and he sneered at the cold and resolute man.
"Uncle Master said something, I am unknown at all, so please let me make it clear."
"Hehe, my junior nephew doesn't have to be too humble. I, Chen Gang, don't like dumb riddles by nature, but I don't know dumb riddles. Since we are all guessing each other, I will tell you something."
The disciples of the outer sect waited for a long time, and saw that the Saint Chen Gang was about to solve the mystery, and a look of exploration appeared on his face.
"Two years ago, a team of Master Zhu came to seek medical treatment for my Chenwu sect. It was the biennial Xifan Festival." Chen Gang paused: "But the team of Master Zhu, who was ulterior motives, was finally "sent" down the mountain because of sneaking all the way. Later, he followed the group of people to the south and the deserted road near the mountain. However, the group of Master Zhu did not know how to be grateful and secretly killed a group of folk business travelers in order to blame me for my Chenwu sect..."
Liexiling didn't know about this. Although Wu Shi had mentioned it in the past, he didn't take it seriously. He only saw Fang Caiwei's body beside him tremble and trembled slightly.
Then he turned around and saw the girl who was always beautiful and calm, with tears intertwined at this moment and she started crying silently.
When I recalled that Wu Shi had told him that Fang Caiwei had experienced going up the mountain, I immediately understood that Fang Caiwei must be quite related to the team of Zhu Shi.
"Junior sister, if you are sad, just cry. If you still have hatred in your heart, when things happen here, I will accompany you down the mountain to seek justice!" The young man who didn't know how to comfort him had to speak in a daze.
Fang Caiwei didn't expect that such a simple sentence would make her mood that had been accumulated for two years suddenly appear. If she didn't dodge, she would pounce into the boy's arms and cry.
Lie Xiling was at a loss. He had seen tears twice. Once that day, Yun Ziyi complained that he was showing off his power and resisted the Xuansnake alone. As for the second time, it was now. At this time, the girl in front of him completely abandoned her usual coldness and completely indulged her inner emotions.
Such a girl is heartbreaking.
Chen Gang unexpectedly said that this casual mention made the beloved disciple feel in pain. He was at a loss in his heart and had no patience to finish the story. He said to the cold young man beside him, "If I remember correctly, the situation of Master Zhu who came up the mountain that day was no different from that of yours. He generally had no plural power flow in his body, and he was even a little weak. But I know that this is just a means to stimulate potential."
With a raised eyebrows, Chen Gang spoke coldly, "Is there anyone in the sect who promised you to value profits and ask you to help him complete this task, and then you will get a little energy for you and stimulate the efficacy of the elixir in your body. Yes or not?!"
Seeing that the Chen Gang Saint was so angry that he looked stern, and the cold young man was extremely anxious and gloomy, he just kept silent.
At first, the Saint Chen Gang didn't care about the strange situation of the man in front of him, but as the Saint Chen Hua did, he suddenly discovered that the situation of this disciple was somewhat similar to that of the Zhu Shi Army. When he thought about it, he understood the joints.
As for the man surnamed Feng, the "Ningyuan Pill" mentioned by Leng Li Qingneng and his disciples of the inner sect, it should be the "Lingji Pill" mentioned by Zao Yisheng and the luxurious man that day, which can attract a lot of energy to the practitioners to improve their cultivation.
Seeing that the man surnamed Feng was not speaking, the Saint Chen Gang stopped talking and grabbed his hand to the shoulder of the Leng Li Qing. He wanted to prove that his words were extremely convenient, and he could verify the authenticity by spending a little energy in his body.
With his cultivation level, it is very simple to intensify the elixirs in the other party’s body.
Several great five-element wood belonging to the Yuanli gushed out of the body of the Saint Chen Gang. The man surnamed Feng's hair was straight and black air was faintly revealed around his body. The Yuanli in the air condensed into a silk thread and slowly surged into his body. This man who originally had only the mid-stage level of the ninth level of Awareness Realm, his cultivation in his body was increasing with the situation seen by the naked eye!
"It's really weird!" Lie Xiling stared at the swaying Yuanli, and rushed into the body of the man surnamed Feng in a crazy manner, with a strange light on his eyes.
"Hmph!" With this cold snorkeling, the Yuanli, which was originally like a tide, suddenly scattered everywhere. Then a red light flashed in the body of the man surnamed Feng, and meridians appeared. After two breaths, the Yuanli suddenly expanded. The cold and fierce young man only came and looked back at the Saint of Chenhua: "You are so cruel..."
Then, with a "bang", it turned into blood mist all over the ground!
It's exactly the same as Xu Hao's death.
Liexiling only smelled a faint spicy smell in the air, and then it smelled a strong smell of blood.
"Bloodline Grass!" Others may not know about this herb, but there were several pieces in his bag and the relics of the second one. He finally understood what the strange red light inside the blood pill was.
‘Clang!’ A tiny light pierced out on his head, drawing out a hundred sword lights and killing towards Chenhua! The answer is now known. Chenhua, despite the presence of the sect, must be covering up something!
"Oh!" Sighing and letting go, with a 'shouting!', the green leaves as big as a palm rose up, but the saint of Chenwu who had been sitting on the master of Tianyuan Pavilion took action.
The four woods belong to the green leaves, which seemed to be slow, but when the inch of light was about to slash around the body of the Chenhua Saint, it suddenly turned into several feet. The next four green leaves emerged one after another, forming a connection. After the inch of light cut through the third green leaves, it was wrapped by the fourth green leaves, and it clashed continuously inside, but it could not be pierced!
"Kun Xiye!" The Chen Punishment Saint beside Chen Gang opened his eyes wide instantly.
Just as the two of them were confronting each other, a faint sound of flute came out. Just as the sound of flutes sounded, a small green sword with the power of thunder suddenly pierced the stalemate around everyone, knocking the Kun Xiye and the inch light away. The afterimage of the small blue sword flashed by, and a head rolled down in a blink of an eye. Two rays of passionate blood shot out of the dead body!
"Sect Master! It's the Sect Master who has come out of seclusion!" Saint Chen Nan stopped looking at Chen Hua's body lying on the ground, turned to look outside the Zhanwu Hall gate, with excitement!
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