Seven days later, there are only three days left before the Tianshan Sect’s recruitment meeting.

Luo Qingshui and three others have also arrived at Qingxia City, which is the third main city of the Daxia Dynasty.

The bustling level of Qingxia City is almost the same as that of Banished Immortal City, but it has been extremely lively these days. Young immortal cultivators can be seen everywhere on the streets, all of them carrying bags on their backs and swords at their waists.

Some tables are shabby, and the swords in their hands are ordinary iron swords. Some are well-dressed, and the swords in their hands are bright and clear, and are inlaid with precious stones and jade pendants.

Three days later there will be a recruitment meeting for the Tianshan Sect. Qingxia City is the largest main city away from Kunlun Realm, so naturally many people choose to rest and adjust here.

As soon as she arrived at Qingxia City, Luo Qingshui was like a rural girl who had never seen the world. One moment she was staring at the hot buns and her mouth was watering.

People around the acrobat were amazed.

The performer who breathed fire, smashed boulders in his chest, wielded swords and guns, Luo Qingshui clapped his hands happily and cheered every time he performed. Luo Tianyang, who had just arrived, looked very embarrassed.

Most of the people in this city are cultivators and scorn these tricks. The local residents have seen too many cultivators and are no longer surprised.

So they all looked at those people's poor performances with a mocking attitude, but Luo Qingshui was different, her admiration was sincere.

So when she clapped her hands and exclaimed sincerely that she was so awesome, a group of people raised their heads and looked at her with strange eyes.

"Hey, please stop making such a fuss, okay?" Luo Tianyang smiled bitterly and pulled her out.

Yan Jinyu was going to the bank to change some money. Luo Tianyang had just walked with him for a while, and when he came back, he saw that crazy girl Luo Qingshui jumping around in the crowd.

"Do I really think it's awesome?" Luo Qingshui blinked, as if he still didn't want to leave here.

"Yes, yes, do you want to see something more powerful? A showdown between immortal cultivators? Do you want to see it?" Seeing that Luo Qingshui refused to leave, Luo Tianyang could only think of something more attractive to Luo Qingshui.

"Are the immortal cultivators fighting? You have to watch." Luo Qingshui was very troublesome. She had always wanted to fight but failed. Now that she could finally see the showdown between the immortal cultivators, how could she not want to watch it.

"Then follow me." Luo Tianyang winked and motioned for Yan Jinyu to follow.

Luo Qingshui was eager to watch the duel between cultivators and jumped away.

Only Yan Jinyu was left. He looked at Luo Qingshui's cheerful back, with a fond smile on his lips. Then he took out the silver he had just gone to the bank to get from his arms, picked out a piece of silver and gave it to the acrobats, and then also

Followed forward.

He is a dignified prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, and it is too embarrassing to say that he has no money when he goes out.

Little did they know that just now, someone deep in the crowd was secretly observing them.

From Luo Qingshui

When she started applauding in public, Qianjian Cheng had already seen her.

Originally, he just planned to come to Qingxia City to avoid the limelight and prevent Luo Song from coming in the morning, but he didn't expect to run into Luo Qingshui again.

"What a fate! I'll see how you can run away this time." Qianjian Cheng Jiejie smiled. We hadn't seen him for several days, but he actually broke through to the lower immortal realm!

And this time he seemed to be eyeing Luo Qingshui and his party again.

Luo Tianyang took Luo Qingshui and the others to the west side of Qingxia Town. No one expected that there would be more people here than in the downtown area.

There was a huge arena on a high step, with a group of practitioners in green and white rough clothes surrounding it. They all held swords or other weapons and watched the two people on the stage fighting each other.

That was a short but muscular fat man, and the other was a skinny little man.

Judging from their physiques, it was obvious that the fat man had the advantage, but at the moment he was wearing a thick coat.

Because of his speed, Fatty's attacks could barely touch the thin boy. Under his dodge, Fatty's body had already exhausted most of his energy, and he also made several big holes in the ground on the ring.

, at this moment it seemed that he could not hold on for much longer. But what about the thin man? His face was not red, his heart was not beating, as if he had not exerted any effort at all, and there was already a burst of boos from the audience.

"You are at your level to participate in the recruitment meeting of the Tianshan Sect? Are you probably dreaming! Can you touch me? Go home and practice hard for a few more years before coming back! Hahahaha!" The thin man had the upper hand and was talking.

Laughing at the red-faced fat man.

"What kind of strength are they?" Luo Qingshui looked at the two people on the stage from a distance.

"The strength of both of them is the same as mine. They are both inferior immortals." Luo Tianyang looked at the fat man and the thin man and said calmly.

"Death to Immortality?" Yan Jinyu couldn't help but frown slightly. After all, he was still a prince born in the palace. He saw very few immortal cultivators on weekdays, let alone those who had ascended. At this moment, he was casually

The person who fights is already as strong as Nangong Tianwen. Is the current immortal so worthless?

Luo Tianyang seemed to see Yan Jinyu's surprise, "Actually, there are some differences between the four main cities. Tiandu City and Qinggu City are mostly the residences of commoners and high-ranking officials and royal families. Immortal cultivators rarely go there.

Qingxia City and Banished Immortal City are different. Most of these two cities are filled with immortal cultivators, and among the immortal cultivators, there are simply countless inferior immortals. What’s more, the Tianshan Sect, the largest sect in the world, how can they dare to do so without any strength?

Come and participate in the selection."

Yan Jinyu smiled awkwardly. Although Luo Tianyang's words were not meant for him, he still smiled awkwardly as his strength was only Nascent Soul. There are so many immortals, so he is not even as good as a cow's hair.

!

"Hey, who do you think will win between the two people on the stage?" Luo Qingshui didn't care if Luo Tianyang said that the two of them were low in strength.

He is very nervous, not to mention that all his attention is now on the competition stage.

"The situation is obvious, it should be the thin guy!" Yan Jinyu looked at the fat guy who was sweating profusely.

But Luo Tianyang, who was beside him, shook his head slightly. He didn't seem to agree with Yan Jinyu's point of view. He stared at the hole that the fat man had made earlier, seeming thoughtful.

Luo Qingshui looked at the two of them and turned his head away.

"You can't tell whether you have strength or not through your mouth." The fat man gasped and wiped the sweat from his chin. "Aside from running, what else can you do? Is it great to learn how to run? Even if

You dragged me until I was exhausted, can you still hit me with your small body?"

Not to be outdone, he sneered, mocking the little man for not being able to do anything to him.

"Oh, there's nothing I can do against you? Do you think my fists are vegetarian?" The thin man suddenly became angry when he was ridiculed by the fat man. His mentality was that he didn't have good attack power, but he still had fists.

"Just wait, I'll take care of you right now!" As he was speaking, he concentrated all his energy into his fists and hammered the fat man hard.

The fat man could only stand there. He had no strength to dodge, and could only watch the menacing punch hit him hard. So he slowly closed his eyes, as if preparing to accept his fate.

It seemed that the outcome was decided. The crowd around them had begun to disperse, because it would be dark soon.

"Big Beng Fist!" Someone seemed to be shouting softly.

But when the little man was only a foot away from his fist, the fat man suddenly opened his eyes. He slowly pushed forward a palm. The palm seemed to have no real energy, and it seemed that the fat man was dying.

The last palm of the struggle.

But just when he waved that palm, those big holes that he had hammered into before suddenly burst out with powerful infuriating energy from the ground. They gathered together and smashed the little man out fiercely.

He was really close, and no matter how fast he went, he still couldn't dodge the infuriating energy that was flying like a meteor.

The situation was reversed in an instant, and the little man's body fell heavily to the ground like a kite with its string broken. He spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground, and then showed an incredible expression.

"You actually set up an ambush on the ground early in the morning!" He yelled unwillingly.

"Yeah, who told you to be so stupid?" The fat man seemed less tired than before. He took a long breath and stood up straight.

"So, young man, you are still too young. Next time, don't go to the ring and challenge everyone if nothing happens." The fat man said and jumped off the ring.

It turned out that it was the little man who provoked the first, and the fat man just went on stage to teach him a lesson. At this moment, the immortal cultivators in the audience applauded the fat man one after another, firstly because he stood up for all the immortal cultivators, and secondly because he

That punch just now was really powerful.
Chapter completed!