Liang Yufeng looked at the flying sword aura, and sighed helplessly. He could be shameless and flew thousands of miles away, but this did not mean he won. He is the second disciple of Qiu Shuishan, enjoying an indisputable status and support in Dahan, and is also one of the few real people of Dahan. He stared at countless pairs of eyes, and every move would be infinitely magnified.

When the master ordered, he had to return.

Flying back to Qiushui Mountain, everyone in the Magic Heaven Pavilion looked at Liang Yufeng with the disciples of Qiushui Mountain.

Liang Yufeng walked into the field and his eyes fell on Yu Shangrong. Yu Shangrong had already put away the sword energy, and the wind was light and cloudy, as if nothing had happened.

He looked at Yu Shangrong and said, "I lost."

Although he did not decide the winner in the fight, the dominance shown by Yu Shangrong was obviously higher than that of his opponent during the fight. The people present still had this discernment. Liang Yufeng was not a fool, so he insisted on pulling his neck and stubbornly. In that way, he not only lost his skills, but also lost people.

"Seeking the abdication." Yu Shangrong said.

Liang Yufeng turned around and knelt down to Chen Fu on one knee and said, "The disciple is not good at learning skills, which has insulted Qiu Shuishan's reputation. Please ask the master to deal with it."

Chen Fu said: "Victory and defeat are common things for military strategists. Knowing shame and being brave is the best strategy. Do you understand?"

"The disciple understands." Liang Yufeng said.

Chen Fu said again: "Do you still remember the first lesson you taught me by my teacher?"

All the ten disciples of Qiushuishan pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

All the arrogance disappeared after the eldest and second brother suffered a defeat, as if only the master could support this world, as if as long as the master was there, Qiushui Mountain would never fall. Chen Fu left Qiushui Mountain and even Dahan's faith and soul support to Qiushui Mountain and even the world was too great.

"The road to cultivation is long, you must always remember that there is heaven beyond heaven and there is someone beyond man." Chen Fu said.

Chen Fu is the only saint who confronts Taixu at present. He is the only one who understands everything in this world. In Taixu's eyes, he is just an ant, a drop in the ocean.

God has never seen the struggle among ants, nor is he too lazy to see it. The moment the heavens collapse, the ants do not even have the ability to perceive, and they will disappear from the world.

Liang Yufeng bowed piously and raised his voice and said, "Thank you Master for your teachings."

"Go down." Chen Fu said.

"yes."

Liang Yufeng retreated to the side.

After this competition, Duanmu Sheng could no longer bear it.

He was not interested in the second senior brother's playing style at all. He immediately raised the Overlord Gun and walked into the field. His eyes were like fire, and his gun pointed at everyone and said, "You, come out!"

He pointed to the third disciple of Qiushuishan, Zhou Guang.

Zhou Guang was stunned for a moment. The disciples who had originally felt that Duanmu Sheng had no eyes suddenly felt a powerful aura from Duanmu Sheng.

call!

Duanmu Sheng took back the Overlord Spear, put it on his back, lifted it downwards, and raised his arm slightly, majestic.

Originally, Zhou Guang was very confident in defeating Duanmu Sheng. No matter from any perspective, he did not think Duanmu Sheng had the style of a strong man. But now... Zhou Guang was a little guilty.

But he couldn't show it.

How can Qiu Shuishan’s disciples be looked down upon?

"I've been waiting for a long time." Duanmu Sheng reminded.

If you don't come again, the flowers will wither.

The disciples of Qiushuishan were very embarrassed.

Faced with this ruthless ridicule, they could only bear it.

Zhou Guang looked at Duanmu Sheng, who was full of muscles and lines of strength, and felt more and more powerful that this person was powerful and not simple.

Finally, under the gaze of the crowd, he walked away and said loudly: "Although I am the third disciple of Qiushuishan, my talent is extremely poor, far less than that of the fourth and fifth brothers. However... my family teacher has a fate, how can I give in? Even if I lose, I will regard it as experience and learning. I hope my brothers will give me advice."

Before I could beat this, I had already thought about the lost lines. Even if I lost, it would not be too ugly in the future.

Duanmu Sheng was unhappy, and pointed the overlord gun at the old four Yun Tong and smiled, saying, "Then I will discuss with you and change the position. The order of the eldest and the young is important, but strength is even more important. Bullying the weak is not my style, nor is it..."

Ming Shi interrupted, "Don't, I like to bully the weak, third brother, don't blindly represent people. Since ancient times, has there been fairness in the world of cultivation? In a word - all losers are weak."

“…”

Duanmu Sheng glared at him, "Anyway, I don't like bullying the weak, but if you insist on doing this, I have to accompany you."

"???" Yun Tong smiled.

Who insists on doing this, is a fool?

Speechless, laughing and crying.

Yun Tongxiao coughed and said with a smile: "Well said, I hope I can hold on to my brother's three moves."

Take a step back.

Duanmu Sheng became more and more angry as he listened. What are three moves? This is simply not satisfying. If you don’t fight hundreds of rounds, can it be called a decent battle?

Duanmu Sheng raised the Overlord Gun and said loudly: "You can choose one in the Magic Heaven Pavilion! Don't say I didn't give you a chance!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Magic Heaven Pavilion looked at each other.

The disciples of Qiushuishan were talking a lot, and where did they sing this?

Chen Fu smiled and said, "Brother Lu, you disciple is very interesting."

Luzhou said: "He has always been like this and has a straightforward personality."

"Then, let them go?"

"Follow them."

Luzhou and Chen Fu did not intend to interfere, so they let them do whatever they want.

The Motian Pavilion has won two victories, and even if it loses in the third game, it is not embarrassing. Besides, the overall strength of the Motian Pavilion is not weak. No matter how much Qiu Shuishan wants to win, he can't choose a Hundred Tribulation Cave Ming with the strength of a real person. That can only show shamelessness and cannot prove how strong Qiu Shuishan is.

That's what it means.

But Yun Tongxiao really wants to pick weaker opponents.

He searched quickly, or he would find the best one, and then choose the opponent again after winning. Then he would not know that the opponent was weak, which would not be embarrassing and boost morale.

So...who is the best?

Yun Tongxiao's eyes fell on the four elders - Leng Luo wore a silver mask on his face, held his arms, stood upright, and was cold and breathing. This was the style of a master, so he was eliminated; Zuo Yushu held a dragon stick in his hand and leaned on the ground, and the dragon patterns were faintly glowing, and his every move exuded mysterious power, so he was eliminated; Pan Litian was hunched, the golden gourd on his waist was illuminated, and there was always a faint smile between his eyebrows. In this occasion, the wind was calm and the wind was gentle. He was not a person who had experienced life and death, so he could never be so free and easy. He was eliminated; Hua Wudao was a little restrained, but his posture was conservative and his breath was restrained, so he was a cautious person, so he was eliminated.

Those two young men were a good choice, like followers... They looked like the most despicable, but choosing followers to compete was unreasonable.

Yun Tongxiao continued to choose.

He originally wanted to choose the thinner one who always had a smile on his lips, but just introduced himself that this person seemed to be the fourth disciple of the Motian Pavilion. If he dared to interrupt the third senior brother, he would rather forget it, maybe he might as well make a sinister thing.

Finally, his eyes fell on Zhu Hong, who was shorter, chubby, with a silly face, and could fall asleep at any time, and said:

"Can you have a chance to have a chance to talk to this brother?"

Everyone looked at the Honggong.

Duanmu Sheng also looked over.

"Eighth Junior Brother?"

Zhu Honggong was also a little surprised and pointed at himself: "Me?"

Whoever I messed with, I just wanted to watch the show and stared for a while, not wanting to have a conversation!

Yun Tong smiled and said, "Please."

Zhu Hong said together: "Isn't this suitable?"

"It's just a matter of competition, not a fight with one's life." Yun Tongxiao invited.

"My cultivation is so weak, how embarrassing it will be if I lose." Zhu Hong said.

Yun Tongxiao thought to himself, this guy is so smart that he actually learned what he had just done and could not give him a chance: "It doesn't matter, if I really beat my brother by chance, I will choose the opponent again, what if I choose again?"

The implication is that winning the weak is not considered winning.

Duanmu Sheng didn't think so much at all and urged: "Lao Ba, don't miss such a good exercise opportunity."

"Oh. OK."

Zhu Hong walked out reluctantly.

Some of the disciples of Qiushuishan laughed in a low voice.

Looking at the walking posture and expression, you can tell that this person must be the most delicious in Motian Pavilion.

Zhu Hong came to the court, raised his fists, and swished...

The fist was buckled.

Yun Tongxiao praised: "What a special weapon, there are not many people using boxing gloves."

"Hehe, I'm just relying on my fist!" Zhu Honggong opened his eyes and stepped on the ground to charge.

Although Zhu Honggong practiced a lot in the Demon Heaven Pavilion, Ji Tiandao only passed on half of his Nine Tribulation Thunder Gang, and his fighting skills were all thought about by himself, and no one taught them. The Nine Tribulation Thunder Gang was later made up for Luzhou, so this move showed his timidity, and there was no rules or routines.

When he rushed to Yun Tongxiao, Yun Tongxiao was cautious, the phantom flashed and the space moved slightly.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zhenghai said: "The power of Tao?"
To be continued...