In the cultivation hall, everyone held their breath and stared at a fierce battle on the high platform. In between, countless purple palm shadows surrounded them like beasts, trapping the thirteenth disciple Pan An, looking extremely dangerous.

Some female disciples had a look of worry flashing in their bright eyes. Chi Dan and Gao Man clenched their pink fists tightly, and their nails were even trapped in the flesh and blood. They thought to themselves, Uncle Thirteenth Master, you have to persevere.

Ye Lin also felt that the situation was not good. The fourth senior brother’s Qianyun Palm is so powerful. Can he withstand the Thirteenth junior brother?

Only Ji Xue's eyes contain some fun, and she feels that the female disciples are all worried about it. She doesn't know Qiu Yu's true strength. How can you know this kid's power be? Can this Qianyun Palm make him lose? It's a joke...

Looking at the platform again, as Zhao He roared wildly, countless palm shadows became tighter and tighter, almost closely connected, like a huge purple bell covering Qiu Yu, about to defeat the green barrier inside. Suddenly, an extremely sharp black light penetrated out. The extremely thin sword seemed to be short and concise, but it had extremely domineering attack power. Even the Qianyun Palm could not stop it, and suddenly stabbed Zhao He on his shoulder, deep enough to see the bones.

Blood splattered, and the dark green brocade robe was dyed red. Zhao He howled in pain and staggered backwards.

Seeing this counterattack, many female disciples were very happy. Hong Caixia's eyes flashed with surprise. It turned out to be the high-level martial arts black sword finger. How long has it been taught to this kid? He actually practiced so purely. Although he did not transform into a sword due to the level limitation, his attack power was really good.

"boom!"

With an explosion-like sound, the purple giant bell suddenly shattered and turned into invisible. Qiu Yu's figure broke out like a trapped beast, and rushed over almost madly, with the blue sharpness that shook out like a storm.

The black sword finger just now had already caused Zhao He to suffer a severe blow, and his left arm was unable to move, which greatly reduced his strength. Even though he could barely resist, he was still hit by the edge.

"Bang bang bang..."

The blue sharp edge fell on Zhao He's face and even his chest, and immediately broke the bridge of the guy's nose and two ribs, making his face full of blood. He turned forward and cursed, "Bastard, I'm fighting with you." He was extremely vicious and like a crazy lion.

Qiu Yu snorted coldly and rushed over without showing any weakness. Her whole body had a blue edge like a rhino, extremely fierce.

Many disciples were so furious that their eyes were wide open that they saw two people colliding violently together and making a "wave" sound. One of them took two steps back, and the other fell down the stage like a kite with a broken string, making them exclaim.

The man stayed on the platform with a long and handsome face, wearing a gray robe, and his eyes flashed with firm eyes. He was Qiu Yu who had just started.

Many disciples looked at him with admiration, especially some female disciples, who were even more beautiful and were very impressed with the handsome and capable uncle of the Thirteenth Master.

The one who fell below was Zhao He, who was covered in blood, obviously suffered a severe injury and fainted. A group of disciples called anxiously, "Master...Master..."

The first Hong Caixia quickly flew over and checked the four disciples' injuries. She found that the other party's arm and ribs had to be broken and needed to recover for a while. She fed the other party a healing pill and said in a deep voice: "What are you shouting, your master is just a fracture and will wake up soon. There is no need to make a fuss, carry him back first."

A group of disciples obeyed the orders and quickly carried Zhao He away.

Hong Caixia said loudly: "Pan An won this game, and he became another disciple who represented Yuan Gufeng in the big assessment."

Many female disciples cheered excitedly, and were all happy that their idol won. Ji Xue also applauded. This result was definitely expected for her.

Qiu Yu showed a smile on his face, flew to the ground, looked at his senior sister Ye Lin, and gave him encouragement with his eyes.

The next duel was the second disciple Zhan Xiongfei and the seventh disciple Ye Lin, who was also very intense. In the end, Ye Lin narrowly defeated and obtained the last place. Seeing that the master stood out, her disciples screamed excitedly and cheered.

At this point, the eldest disciple Feng Cuimei, the third disciple Hu Kefei, the seventh disciple Ye Lin, the twelfth disciple Ji Xue, and the thirteenth disciple Pan An became outstanding students representing Yuan Gufeng, all appeared on the high platform.

Hong Caixia also jumped on the stage and said loudly: "From tomorrow, you five will receive special training to welcome the valley's grand assessment a month later. I hope you don't embarrass us Yuan Gufeng, let the head and other heads look at each other with admiration, and let all the disciples in the valley see your power and have confidence."

The five disciples said in unison: "There is..."

The competition on the peak ended. The next day, Hong Caixia led five disciples to Fengming Valley. Six figures flew up from Yuan Gufeng Square. Hong Caixia, who was leading the way, floated in a long skirt of flying swords, and the disciples behind them were all driving the aircraft and following them.

There is Yingyue Lake in the core area of ​​Fengming Valley, with an area of ​​thousands of acres. The lake water is clear and shiny. Every day, extremely rich spiritual energy emerges at sunrise, and it is regarded as a Feng Shui treasure land.

There are hundreds of thick stone pillars in the lake, with huge squares built on them. The white jade ground is shining with stars, which look extremely luxurious and is shrouded in the middle by spiritual energy. There are unique conditions for practicing here. It is called Star Moon Square, but it is closed on weekdays and is only open at specific times every year for those disciples with extremely high talent.

Now it is the day of openness. All the top disciples from the fifteen peaks gather here. After a month of hard work, they will face the great assessment in the valley, so this is also the destination of Hong Caixia and others.

The first team leader and a group of disciples appeared in Xingyue Square. Almost all of those disciples were young talents. The male disciples were energetic in brocade robes, and the female disciples dressed in colorful clothes was very eye-catching.

The most highly respected ones are the Seven Masters of Fengyun, each from different peaks. They are the strongest people in the last major assessment. The leader is Ling Xiao, who is twenty-one years old, has a fair face and is quite handsome and arrogant.

The other six heroes are three men and three women, and they are the top figures on each mountain. In other words, they are the hope of Fengming Valley's future.

Seeing someone flying over again, the disciples looked up and said, "Who is here again?"

As Hong Caixia and others approached, some disciples said contemptuously: "Just a few waste materials, from Yuan Gufeng, the team with the last overall score last year is probably the last year."

As soon as this statement was made, many disciples laughed. Even the heads thought it was reasonable and thought to themselves, "Although Fairy Zixia is so powerful, the disciples under her are really not good at being, and there are not too outstanding people."
Chapter completed!