Mo Bei and others stood still and looked towards Tianfeng Canyon.

At this moment, the wind was howling in the Tianfeng Canyon. Sometimes it was manic and sometimes calm. The speed of this change was even greater than when Mo Bei first came to Tianfeng Canyon.

"Tsk tsk, what a strange canyon, Brother Mo Bei, look!" Ye Qinghong held Mo Bei's arm with one hand and pointed at the lush and motionless towering tree in the Tianfeng Canyon with the other hand:

"Why are there flying sand and stones on the left? But on the right side of the canyon, the big tree doesn't even move. This is the first time I have seen such a strange scene."

Long Haotian hummed a few times and said, "The hair is long and the knowledge is short. What's so strange about this? If the sword-storming man really comes out later, wouldn't he scare you to faint?"

"Xiaolongzi, you," Ye Qinghong bit her teeth, wrinkled her nose at him, showing a fierce look, impatiently imitating her tone: "Go and go, I'll talk to Brother Mo Bei, you guys are playing."

Long Haotian wanted to say something, but when he saw Mo Bei looking at him, he had to touch his nose and shut his mouth.

"Brother Mo Bei, let's go up and try it." Ye Qinghong looked at the cripple-looking Long Haotian, withdrew his eyes and said with a smile.

Zhu Ling walked up to him at this moment, stood beside Mo Bei, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, senior sister has always wanted to compete with you."

"Senior sister is very impressed by her junior brother's sword skills."

Mo Bei smiled lightly, nodded and said, "Okay, I'm just about to ask for advice from my senior sister."

Listening to this, Ye Qinghong, who could not speak, stood there angrily, with her cheeks bulging, her face full of displeasure, like an angry puppy, staring at Zhu Ling with great vigilance and alertness.

"No, no, this Zhu Ling is beautiful, has a high cultivation level, and is very good at pleasing to men! She is seducing Brother Mo Bei! You have to tell Sister Qingshuang quickly!"

Of course everyone didn't know what she was thinking in her head.

At this time—

"Swoosh!"

A figure suddenly emerged from the crowd, turning into a dazzling light, jumping towards the Wind-Chasing Canyon, and after hovering around the sky, it floated in the air.

"Ah, someone is going up again to rush the sword! It seems to be Chen Baiyu!"

"Yes, yes. Chen Baiyu is the top twenty disciples in the Qi Refining Stage. I heard that his cultivation level has reached the eighth level of Qi Refining, so his strength cannot be underestimated!"

"I don't know how long Chen Boyu can last, how many moves he can use, and how many steps he can move forward!"

There was a commotion in the crowd and everyone was talking.

At this time, Chen Baiyu, who was above Zhuifeng Canyon, had already sacrificed his sword spirit, and a colorful green roc appeared in the flash of light.

He rode on the blue roc, his robe and bun was blown by the wind, and he flew in a mess, making a sound, standing in the wind, and for a moment he was really domineering and mighty.

"Mo Bei!"

Chen Baiyu's eyes were like torches, and the cold light flashed from his eyes, like a sharp knife, passed through the strong wind and fell on Mo Bei's body among the crowd, trembling and shouting, and the sound fell into everyone's ears as the strong wind spread far away.

"Do you dare to fight me!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise: "Ah? Chen Baiyu seems to be challenging Mo Bei?"

A disciple nodded and said, "Yes, yes, Mo Bei, isn't it the blood demon? Today's sword is so beautiful!"

The disciple of the Fang family smiled and said, "This Chen Baiyu is really ignorant of politeness. I am afraid that he will shoot himself in the foot later. Even Fang Luoyou's senior brother praised this, but he is still weaker than Chen Baiyu? Although Chen Baiyu is a disciple of the eighth level of Qi Refining, the sword is not just about the level of cultivation!"

The disciple of the Chen family said furiously: "The Blood Demon, I'm afraid I'll be scared to pee later. Even in the hands of Senior Brother Chen Boyu, I can't hold on with a single move!"

For a moment, many eyes fell on Mo Bei.

The latter looked calm and asked in a calm voice: "Senior Sister, how is this sword-storming method?"

Zhu Ling opened her red lips slightly, looked at Mo Bei in surprise, and then explained: "Swordsman is simple. In the changing wind, who can last for the longest time in this mid-air and move forward to the Wind-Chasing Canyon in the wind for a longer distance will be considered a victory."

"Oh? What's the difficulty?" Long Haotian shrugged, his face was full of nonchalance, and said, "My mother, I can fly hundreds of miles in one hour. If I control the sword spirit, I'm afraid I will fly dozens of times in this Wind Chasing Canyon in one hour!"

Zhu Ling smiled and shook her head, saying, "Don't underestimate this Wind-Chasing Canyon. The wind in the Wind-Chasing Canyon is extremely strange and unpredictable. I don't know how many cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage did not fly out even five hundred feet."

"But. The intensity of the wind and waves in the Wind Chasing Canyon and the distance that can fly have nothing to do with the cultivator's cultivation. It is entirely a test of the cultivator's proficiency in controlling the sword spirit, or controlling the sword technique, and his understanding of the sword intent."

"Of course, the sword can be used to use any means. As the saying goes, the Eight Immortals show their magical powers across the sea, as long as they can win!" Zhu Ling pondered for a moment before continuing: "Forgot to tell you, Junior Brother, the highest record in the Wind-Chasing Canyon is now created by the Taohua Real Person. He headed towards the Wind-Chasing Canyon and passed through the Wind-Chasing Canyon!"

"Come on, junior brother, senior sister, I believe you, you can be better!" Zhu Ling giggled, looking very happy.

There was always a smile on her cheeks. At this moment, she was talking, and the lazy and charming feeling inadvertently showed. It was extremely charming. Long Haotian couldn't help but feel his nose was hot, as if something was about to spit out.

Mo Bei felt at ease, looked up at Chen Baiyu, and smiled faintly, "What kind of competition do you want?"

"It's very simple! Swordsman, whoever can move forward the farther is considered to win!"

Chen Baiyu licked his lips, and a cunning look appeared in his eyes. With a casual wave, a light flashed out of his eyebrows, lingering in the space around him.

The light surged and gradually turned into a lava monster with green flames burning all over the body, and a fierce and violent aura emanating from the demon's eyes.

"This is a lava demon, a fire-type spiritual pet!" Chen Baiyu pointed to the green monster crawling in the void, shrinking into a ball, like a big stone, and said loudly: "And it is a blood mutant, it can be said to be the best product among the sword spirits. I have not refined it yet! Take it to bet with you!"

As soon as this said, countless disciples exclaimed in surprise, staring at the large burning flaming stone-like lava demon, his eyes full of envy.

"Fire-type monsters! And they are mutated bloodlines, so they are probably worth more than 30,000 spirit stones!"

"This Chen Baiyu is worthy of being a disciple of the eighth level of Qi Refining Stage. I'm afraid that Mo Bei will not dare to take it!"

"I would have a spirit pet of this kind of fire system!"

For a moment, many hot, jealous and envious eyes fell on Mo Bei.

The latter smiled slightly, twisted his arms, and flipped his sleeves. A sky blue second-level magic sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Langya Seven-Star Sword, Second-level Divine Sword, Sixteen Path Patterns. Thirty-five thousand spirit stones. Since you want to give me a spiritual pet for free, I have no reason to refuse."

"Hahaha!"

Chen Baiyu laughed wildly, and Yu Guang glanced at Zhu Ling, and snorted coldly in his heart: "So what if you know Zhu Ling? This competition is completely willing by both sides. No one can interfere!"

"A mere Qi Refining Disciple from Ao Long Peak, I really think that I know two powerful people, so I treat myself as a scallion?"

Chen Boyu's eyes became cold: "Hmph, boy, I just practiced a secret technique for controlling sword spirit a few days ago. Just wait and lose!"

"The bet is established!" Chen Boyu couldn't wait to shout this sentence, as if he was afraid that Mo Bei would regret it.

"So many people are here to testify, I will see how you regret it later. The second-grade magic sword, nearly 40,000 spirit stones. I'm afraid it's all the money I have accumulated since the Penglai Peninsula? Today I will make you poor!"

In his opinion, the 40,000 spirit stones are an astronomical figure for him. Once he loses, he will be very irritating, let alone Mo Bei, a disciple of Aolong Peak.

Chen Boyu's eyes were full of greed at this moment, staring at the second-grade magic sword, as if he was looking at his own treasure again.

Long Haotian was also eager to try it out. His eyes glanced through the crowd, looked around, and finally fell on Ji Wubing.

"Ji Wubing, Grandpa is challenging you, do you dare to face the challenge!"

Long Haotian walked over and said with his hands crossing his chest.

Ji Wubing's expression froze, his eyes flashed, and hesitated for a moment: "This Long Haotian was taken over as a true disciple, and his strength has increased significantly recently. I am afraid that I will not be his opponent."

Long Haotian sneered without hesitation and said sarcastically: "What's wrong? One of the four great geniuses, he didn't even dare to respond to the challenge? Tsk tsk, it opened my eyes."

The moment he heard the words "The Four Geniuses", Ji Wubing's heart twitched hard, and his face became extremely unnatural.

"Four geniuses, four geniuses! Back then, I was also one of the most popular geniuses in Penglai Peninsula! But today..."

Ji Wubing thought of the vast difference between the past and the next. When he thought that Long Haotian was just a little bitch in front of him, he didn't even deserve to carry his shoes, but now he has become an existence that he can't shake at all, and he even needs to look up to.
Chapter completed!