Updated: 2012-11-26

Lu Zhoulei had a somewhat fearful attitude before, but at this time he saw the crowd in the sky, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Almost every sect has a hundred people teamed up to participate in the competition, and the Dao Dharma Assembly signed a life-and-death certificate, and it is irresponsible for whether it is dead or disabled. This makes Lu Zhoulei, who is about to go to the real-person arena alone, suddenly becomes at a loss.

"It's ready." Lu Zhoushuang responded.

"Sister..." Lu Zhoulei unexpectedly glanced at Lu Zhoushuang, and saw that his sister was secretly aiming at Senior Wuxie. Lu Zhoulei immediately understood that it must be that his sister was aroused by the mysterious fairy who saved her last night and was unwilling to be compared, so she acted so bravely. Although the fairy mentioned Senior Wuxie, she might not have that kind of relationship with Senior Wuxie, and her sister still has great hope.

Lu Zhoulei prayed silently, he took a deep breath and said with a heavy emphasis: "I'm ready too."

"Okay, let's go." Lao Qiu looked at the two of them with satisfaction, smiled at An Bochen, and then prepared to fly towards the ring.

After receiving thirty-six years of recession from Anbochen, Lao Qiu's cultivation has not improved much, but it has allowed him to wash away all his strength and settle down his heart. His understanding of Tao is better than before, and it also makes him more confident in the preliminary round of the True Immortal arena. You should know that True Immortals are no less than the True Immortals, and there are less than 200 in total. It is much easier to stand out from these 200 numbers and become the top 16 than to stand out from the True Immortals and Immortals.

"Wait." An Bochen grabbed Lao Qiu.

When inspecting the three people, An Bochen thought for a while, took out three jade talismans from his arms and handed them to the three people.

"Zhou Lei Zhou Shuang, this preliminary competition is not good for you. You only need to hold a mentality of sharpening your Taoism, and don't care too much about the outcome, life and death. This is for life-saving. You hide the jade talisman under your tongue. Once you encounter an emergency, you bite the jade talisman and turn around me."

"But I heard that there is a ban in the ring. Unless you admit defeat or give up the game, you cannot leave the ring until the winner is decided." Lu Zhoulei took the jade talisman and looked around, then said to An Bochen.

"It's okay, those jade talismans that cannot stop me." After An Bochen said, he turned to Lao Qiu, and said in silence for a moment: "You should do it yourself."

"Don't worry, once I can't beat me, I will bite the jade talisman. Hehe, I will leave the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood." Old Qiu smiled boldly, swallowed the jade talisman into his mouth, and flew towards the Tiantou Arena with the Lu brothers.

Looking at the three of them leaving, An Bochen nodded slightly.

These days, I felt the vigorous vitality of the Lu brothers and brothers and the loyalty of Lao Qiu. Now I looked at the 10,000-person ring above. An Bochen seemed to have returned to the old days, and his chest gradually became more passionate. The cultivation and combat experience of the Lu brothers and brothers were there. An Bochen would not expect them to stand out miraculously. In fact, they could save their lives in half a day, which would have exceeded An Bochen's expectations, otherwise An Bochen would not give them the Jade Talisman to save their lives. As for Lao Qiu, An Bochen was a little worried. Lao Qiu went on the ring to stand out and could stand in the most eye-catching place between heaven and earth to announce Qin Yu's crime. This is the motivation for him to survive so many years. Although An Bochen gave him the Jade Talisman to save lives, he was not sure whether he would use it in a critical moment.

At this time, a familiar figure flew over the True Immortal arena, and a trace of warmth floated in An Bochen's eyes.

The man was Sima Jin. She represented the Netherworld Sect in the competition. Her magic weapon was specially created for her by Master Qing'er. The mask she was wearing was refined by An Bochen. She could withstand the full blows of the peak true immortals. In addition, there were ten true immortals of the Netherworld Sect, so she should be safe without any obstacles.

When Sima Jin flew into the ring, An Bochen turned his gaze to the fourth ring.

The fourth are Xuanxian arena, and the other three arenas are already crowded. Xuanxian are still empty and there is no one. I think so, in the era of the separation of supreme powers, Xuanxian is the most powerful, with a high status, so he would not come to participate in the arena competition casually. For example, the three major forces, the Eight Sword Alliance also has Xuanxian in charge. For example, the most powerful people who appeared at the last moment of the Battle of Expedition to Tianhe, but even the leader of Xiaoqing could not mobilize the Xuanxian elders in the Netherworld Sect. Whether they could show their faces at the Great Dao Dharma Assembly depends entirely on whether they were willing.

"It's time to talk to him."

Withdrew his gaze, Amber Chen flashed and disappeared.

......

Everything is ready. At least three days later, the leaders of major forces who were sitting on the main hall and watching the ceremony exchanged greetings with each other, then retreated, either chose a side hall to rest, or returned to the peak where the base was located to wait for the news. As the host of this Dao Dharma Assembly, the leader of the Eight Sword Alliance, and the head of the Qingtian Sword Sect, Qin Yu, naturally he could not leave until everyone left.

"Sect Master, where are you going?"

The disciple of Qingtian Sword Sect carrying the imperial carriage asked respectfully.

Qin Yu stood up from the big chair and looked at the empty square, his eyes seemingly indifferent and unable to show any trace of expression.

"Go back to the back hall, and the head of this sect will continue to practice."

As he walked towards the imperial carriage, Qin Yu said as he walked.

The eight disciples who were raising their eyes looked admiring, and thought that the head of the sect was the head of the sect and did not forget to practice during the conference. No wonder they led their own Qingtian Sword Sect to become the world's first-class force in just a few decades.

"Don't leave now, Master Qin, I have something to say to you."

The voice of a strange man came from behind the eight disciples. The eight disciples were shocked and turned their heads together. They saw a man with long-haired green shirts appear on the highest pavilion in the hall at some point, and Shi Shiran walked towards Chief Qin Yu.

"Who is it?"

The eight disciples were shocked and without saying a word, they used their flying swords to point them at An Bochen. At the same time, more than ten elders of Qingtian Sword Sect who were accompanying Qin Yu were blocking Qin Yu's face. Someone pinched the Taoist talismans to warn him. Before the light of the sun rose, An Bochen reached out to pinch it.

"I'm here to kill your sect."

He said calmly to An Bochen, the disciples of the Qingtian Sword Sect.

The disciples of the Qingtian Sword Sect were stunned at first, and then they all showed shame, anger and indignation. In their minds, their heads were like gods of war, with great magical powers and high virtues, comparable to those of the saints in ancient legends, and were not allowed to be violated and slandered by anyone.

"The one who insulted my leader died!"

The eight disciples carrying sedan chairs couldn't hold back their anger at the first time and roared at An Bochen.

An Bochen still walked forward, and two purple scarfs flew out from behind him and easily captured the eight disciples and hung them in the air.

"Who are you?" An old man wearing gray cloth clothes with white temples raised his sword and pointed at Amber Chen angrily. The breath of the True Fairyland erupted from him: "Let them down!"

An Bochen ignored him and still took big steps towards Qin Yu.

"Go ahead, kill him!"

I don’t know who shouted, and all the elders and guests surrounding Qin Yu were urging their flying swords and attacking An Bochen.

An Bochen's ability to avoid their eyes and ears is enough to prove that he is superb. As the host of this Dao Dharma Assembly, a strange man claimed to kill his own leader and bullied to such an extent. Once this incident is reported, the Qingtian Sword Sect will become a laughing stock for all the people in the world.

A dozen flying swords shot towards An Bochen, causing the sword man to be either a true immortal or a master at the peak of the sixth level. He took action in the narrow corridor and blocked all the routes of An Bochen's action.

An Bochen's pace was not slow, and it seemed that he was not influenced by the elders and guests of the Qingtian Sword Sect. However, his body movements were light and agile, as flexible as fish swimming under the river, and like birds flying in the sky. His arms were not raised and his clothes were swelling, as if a strong wind came from behind him, blowing his entire image away. He suddenly passed over ten flying swords, and passed over the elders and guests, and appeared in front of Qin Yu, the Godless Sword of the Light.
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