?The people from Xianyan Sect just sneered at this.

In the first three years, every year said that Yan Futian would not disappoint, but every year he was hung up and beaten by Yan Futian.

The only difference is that the person who said this time was Qi Ling'er, who did not participate in the past years.

After a verbal confrontation, Qi Ling'er and Elder Zhou led the people of Xianyan Sect to the other side of the martial arts field.

The two disciples of the sect are very far apart.

Because during the competition, there will inevitably be cheering and sarcasm. If it is too close, I am afraid that the disciples will fight off the stage when they hear some unpleasant words.

Yan Futian left with his head held high, and did not take the disciples of Lanyue Sect seriously at all, so he could not observe the people present.

Anyway, no matter who comes on stage, he will not be his opponent.

Each sits down.

Xianyan Sect sent more than a hundred disciples to watch the battle, and these people belonged to the atmosphere group.

Next, the elders of both sides came to the stage and explained some skills and experiences.

Of course, skills and experience are only useful when both sides have equal strength. Under the crushing of absolute strength, any skills and experience are futile.

Balabala...

The elders on both sides wasted about half an hour.

Next, the disciples will freely play.

Because it is a exchange and exchange, anyone can appear and can designate opponents at will.

At this stage, all the disciples of Xianyan Sect were like chicken blood being injected.

A disciple of Xianyan Sect named Ma Si stood up first, bowed to Yan Futian and said, "Junior Brother Yan, let me go and make a sample for you first!"

Yan Futian had no objection. He was the strongest and most eye-catching person, so he naturally had to make his finale.

Ma Si jumped, jumped to the martial arts field, and walked towards the Lanyue Sect.

He also looked arrogant and raised his eyebrows to glance at everyone, saying conceitedly: "Ma Si of Xianyan Sect is asking for advice. Brothers of Lanyue Sect, who dares to come on stage to fight me?"

One sentence made the disciples of Lanyue Sect furious!

Who dares?

You fucking think you are Yan Futian!

The words are too unpleasant.

So, the people of Lanyue Sect rushed to say, "Let me meet him for a while!"

"Senior brother, it's enough for me to deal with this person!"

"Let me come and make sure the battle is resolved within three minutes!"

"If I let me do it, I must let him see the power of my Lanyue Sect!"

At this moment, the disciples of Lanyue Sect were very enthusiastic!

After all, it’s not Yan Futian, who doesn’t want to play?

Moreover, after this battle, when Yan Futian comes on the field, he can avoid the battle by taking too much consumption just now.

So no one lets anyone go, and they all rush to play.

Qi Ling'er, who was sitting next to Jiang Yu, frowned slightly, and her cold eyes swept away, and everyone who was quarreling immediately fell silent.

Qi Ling'er pointed at someone casually and said, "Yang Xu, go."

The disciple named Yang Xu felt like he had won the grand prize in an instant. He stood up excitedly and bowed to Qi Ling'er: "Don't worry, Senior Sister Qi, I will live up to my expectations and defeat my opponent!"

The others sighed and missed the opportunity.

Yang Xu appears.

Facing Yan Futian, Yang Xu had no confidence, but he was confident when facing a Ma Si.

Yang Xu stood with his head held high and stared at Ma Si with the same contemptuous look: "Yang Xu of Lanyue Sect came to ask for advice!"

Buzz!

In an instant, a powerful spiritual energy surged from Ma Si's body, attacking Yang Xu like a tide.

The spiritual energy was like a tide, slapped Yang Xu's face, as if he had a huge force, pushing him back.

Yang Xu's clothes fluttered and flicked.

He held up a spiritual shield, whispered in his mouth, and instantly rushed up, turning into a stream of light to kill Ma Si.

Because it is not the first time that the two sects have discussed and communicated, there is no need to repeat the rules.

Just four words - dot it.

The battle is about to break out!

Both of them are in the third level of disaster. Once they come into contact, they are fierce confrontation. In a moment, they have fought for more than a hundred rounds. In the martial arts field, two figures are like lightning, constantly changing positions.

The reason why Qi Linger pointed out that Yang Xu wanted to play was because Yang Xu and Ma Si had the same cultivation level and were of equal strength.

Lanyue Sect will not suffer any losses, but it will not take advantage of others.

However, Qi Linger didn't seem to care about the result of this competition. After Yang Xu came on stage, she chatted with Jiang Yu and Pei Zian without a word.

In his opinion, all the seventeen people in Lanyue Sect can lose, as long as Jiang Yu defeated Yan Futian alone.

Jiang Yu and Pei Zi'an were chatting with Qi Ling'er while paying attention to the battle.

Although Jiang Yu may not necessarily fight with the people here, it is also good to be familiar with the secret techniques and unique skills of the two sects in advance.

Three minutes later, Yang Xu and Ma Si once again faced each other violently and flew backwards dozens of feet at the same time.

The two of them stopped in a tacit understanding and confronted each other.

At the beginning, they were all tempted. No one could gain a advantage by comparing physical strength only.

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Ma Si's mouth, and it flew up all his life, and more than ten phantoms suddenly appeared in the void!

His speed was so fast that even Yang Xu's spiritual consciousness could not capture his movement trajectory.

Bang!

Yang Xu was careless and felt a heavy blow in the back, and he staggered forward and fell down.
Chapter completed!