"You!" Liu Bingkun was so angry that he would have made a move if he hadn't been in the Palace of Clouds, even if he knew he was not He Changxiao's opponent.

He Changxiao smiled and looked at Facheng and said: "Sect Master, I heard that all the real-world ancestors of your Tianyuan ancestor master hall have entered the battlefield, and all died in battle, and there is no life left. A cultivating sect without a real-life ancestor is actually sitting here. Ranked one of the top ten factions, do you say absurdity is not absurd?"

Facheng didn't answer, but instead asked, "Elder He came to my Tianyuan not far away, not just to say these things, right?"

He Changxiao laughed and waved his hand: "Of course not. Didn't you see the fifteen disciples I specially brought? They are all new disciples of my Great Sword Sect's income sect this year. They have only studied in my sect for more than half a year. They are all arrogant and arrogant, and their eyes are above the top. It is really hard to discipline! Alas, so I brought them to meet the world, and learn from the disciples of the famous school, so that they can know that there are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the sky. In the future, I will concentrate on practicing and guard against arrogance and rashness!"

He Changxiao's words were high-sounding, but everyone heard it, and the other party was clearly here to challenge.

Facheng sneered: "Okay, my Tianyuan has also accepted some new disciples this year, just in time for them to learn from each other and confirm the way."

"A word is settled! Thank you Sect Master!" He Changxiao said immediately, as if he was afraid that the law would turn back.

Immediately, He Changxiao proposed that tomorrow, there will be three competitions in the square in front of the Palace of Clouds, and each battle will last until the winner is determined, regardless of life or death.

Facheng suggested that only fists, no swords, and He Changxiao agreed.

On the second day, Tianyuanzong's new disciple stood in a line, Zhou Xing was among them, and his heart was nervous.

There were fifteen people across from them, who were disciples of the Great Sword Sect.

The elder of the Gongfa Hall, whose surname was Ji Qingsong, was in charge of the competition. He stood in the center of the square, while the others were sitting in the viewing seats without speaking.

The skinny Ji Qingsong said to He Changxiao: "I'm a guest from afar. Guests can appoint a disciple of the Great Sword Sect to challenge any new disciple of my Tianyuan at will."

He Changxiao sneered and said to the person in the front of his team: "Ma Yuanshan, you come to fight this first battle, your opponent is... him!"

He Changxiao pointed to someone among the new disciples of Tianyuan. This person was named Li Guanlin. He was not long after going up the mountain, and now he is practicing with the Sect Master. Everyone is optimistic about him.

Zhou Xing let out a sigh of relief, temporarily letting go of his hanging heart.

Li Guanlin was not afraid, but rather excitedly stepped forward, and came to the center of the square with Ma Yuanshan, and they stood still ten steps apart.

The others all retreated to the edge of the square and gave space to them.

Li Guanlin chuckled and said: "Your Elder He chose you to deal with me, it is really a misstep. It seems that you are going to lose one game first."

Ma Yuanshan looked indifferent and did not answer. He leaned forward suddenly and rushed forward at a very fast speed. In the blink of an eye, he came to Li Guanlin's eyes. The **** of his right hand pointed to the latter's heart with thunder, and the fingertips were red. linger.

"Through the heart!"

Li Guanlin was surprised. Although he had been on guard, he still didn't expect the opponent to make such a quick, quick, and cruel move. The first move was a fatal killer. This made him immediately put away the heart of underestimation, and offset the blow with the "Tian Yuan Finger".

Although the two of them are also the middle-level of the first glimpse of the realm, everyone on the scene can see that Ma Yuanshan's momentum is calm and decisive, and after three or two moves, he has the upper hand.

Li Guanlin still had the power to fight back at the beginning, and after a stick of incense, he felt that his body's spiritual energy was seriously depleted, and some of his successors were weak. However, Ma Yuanshan's momentum remained undiminished, and the more he fought the battle, Li Guanlin was forced to dodge and parry.

Soon, Li Guanlin was hit by a palm in the chest, and the other party's aura was released, forming a second palm, hitting Li Guanlin's chest again, and the latter suddenly spurted out blood and flew out.

Ma Yuanshan snorted and returned to the team.

Ji Qingsong flew in front of Li Guanlin, probed his breath, nodded, and said to everyone: "In the first game, Great Sword Zong wins."

The hearts of everyone in Tianyuan sank, and they didn't expect Li Guanlin to lose, and defeat so quickly.

He Changxiao nodded to Ma Yuanshan and said with a smile: "Monk practice, time is always precious, let's go to the next one right away." Seeing that Facheng had no objection, he walked to his team again, hit the middle one, and said, "Xu Chu, Xin You are ranked seventh among the disciples, and you find the seventh person opposite to learn from each other."

Xu Chu was more than one foot tall, with broad shoulders and a round waist. He had a fierce look. When he jumped on the spot, he jumped to the center of the square, but there was not much noise when he landed.

Zhou Xingzheng secretly rejoiced that the opponent still didn't choose himself this time, he saw Die Wu walk out of the team and walk towards the opponent. He suddenly realized that the seventh person on his side was her.

The heart that Zhou Xing had just put down immediately rose again, sweating for Die Wu a lot.

Xu Chu looked at Die Wu up and down, and said with a smile: "Seeing that you are a woman, and you look good. I can't take advantage of you. Let you do three tricks. I won't move or fight back."

Die Wu was blatantly insulted, her eyebrows were upside down, her apricot eyes widened, she hurriedly pinched the law, jumped up, and smashed the opponent's brain with the momentum of Mount Tai's top pressure, and her single palm was wrapped in aura, and her power doubled.

When Xu Chu was about to touch his head with his palm, he turned his body and moved as fast as lightning. He flew with a kick, hitting Die Wu's abdomen and sinking vigorously. Die Wu, like Li Guanlin, also flew upside down.

Die Wu endured the pain and hurriedly gritted his teeth to activate the aura in his body, and fell to the ground in a slightly embarrassed position.

"Despicable!" the girl hated.

"What, mean?" Xu Chu laughed loudly, "You are too naive!"

As soon as the voice fell, he rushed towards his opponent like Ma Yuanshan, and before Die Wu had relieved his pain, he launched a stormy attack, without the slightest pity for Xiangyu.

Die Wuxiu is inferior to the opponent, and is injured again, wherever he can withstand such an offensive, he will be defeated in a short time.

"Too weak! Too weak! You are too weak!" Xu Chu grumbled loudly while beating, and all the disciples of Tianyuan wanted to rush up and tear him to pieces.

"Stop!" Ji Qingsong shouted.

Xu Chu had already sent his last punch, but he deliberately pretended to be unable to hold his fist, so he slammed Die Wu's head severely, and the latter flew out again.

Ji Qingsong hurriedly caught the apprentice in mid-air, and immediately put a red pill into her mouth, and then put **** on her wrist to deliver spiritual energy for treatment.

Looking at Die Wu, who was unconscious with blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhou Xing gritted his teeth and was furious, wishing to punch Xu Chu to death.

Xu Chu provocatively looked at the Tianyuan disciples and returned to the team swaggeringly.

He Changxiao did not conceal his pleasure, and said loudly: "Since we have won two of the three games, the third game seems unnecessary, lest the Tianyuan disciple get injured again and leave!"

Hearing what the other party said, Zhou Xing could no longer suppress it. He stepped forward and said angrily: "If you say it's better than three games, it's three games! If you don't dare to compare in the third game, then you lose! "