Xiahou Yu was holding his sword and holding the flowers and was about to chase him, but after a sigh, two figures suddenly appeared on the dilapidated arena, blocking Xiahou Yu's way out.

"You'll stop when you click, you'll still win this game." Zhang Changzong spoke in surprise.

"My old friend, this son-in-law is really good. Although I am not a disciple, it is the first time I have suffered a great defeat at the hands of monks of the same age. I think this will make him restrain his arrogant temperament. My friend, let me ask you, if it is inconvenient to answer, you can not say it."

When Xiahou Yu saw the two of them appear, he knew that the battle was over. He relaxed and felt exhausted. He clasped his fists and bowed to them.

"Senior Bai, but if you ask something, the villain dares not hide it."

"I'll ask who you are from and who you belong to?"

"I am a casual cultivator, no sect or sect. The master has already passed away in the 100,000 mountains a year ago."

Bai Yuanjing was even more happy after hearing such words.

"But it's not that the teacher's name is the one who is named? I see that you use the methods of sword cultivator, so is your master also a sword cultivator?"

"The master's name is inconvenient to mention it, because he explained it at the time of his death that his name will not be revealed for my life."

Seeing that Xiahou Yu didn't want to say anything, Bai Yuanjing smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and the magic power condensed into a line, and a voice echoed in Xiahou Yu's heart.

"It's okay if you don't want to say it. I'll guess your sword intent has already guessed seven or eight points. You don't have to say anything about the transformation. Your master is probably more than one of the gods, but two fairy couples, right? If you have time to see your two masters, please tell me. Although the world is peaceful now, I'd better ask the two masters to go back to the mountain gate to take a look. Then I'll say that the head of the sect misses the two. Although my disciple is a hero, it's not unfair to lose to the disciples of the two masters."

As soon as this sentence came out, Xiahou Yu was surprised. With a sudden thought, how could he not understand who the two masters he was in the other party? He used the Changkong Sword Formation. According to what the corpse ghost ancestor said back then, the Changkong Flying Snow came from the Zhongzhou Continent. After comparing the words that Bai Yuanjing said, if he didn't know who the Supreme Master was, he would be really a pig.

Knowing the intention of the other party to use the sound transmission method, he also carefully cast the spell and voice transmission response: "It turns out that the boy's identity has been seen through by his seniors. It's ridiculous that I deceived myself and wanted to hide it. However, the two masters below did explain before that I did not disclose their whereabouts, and I hope the seniors will forgive me."

"Yunyou? Alas! It's hard to tell whether the things happened back then were right or wrong. As a junior, we have only heard some rumors. Unexpectedly, the two masters are still worried. That's right, since the two masters have asked you to come to Wangfeng City at this time and challenge the heroes of the world, I don't know whether it's a blessing or a disaster. A group of 100,000 mountains, you should be careful, and you will have a look after Fan'er at that time."

As soon as he stopped, he saluted respectfully to Xiahou Yu. After saying goodbye to Zhang Changzong who was stunned by the side, he rolled up Bai Yifan with a look of surprise on his face and disappeared.

Zhang Changzong, who was standing by, saw that the two people talking suddenly changed to voice transmission, and they were curious and couldn't ask. Especially the last salute, Zhang Changzong was extremely scared. What kind of identity is Xiahou Yu? He actually made the elders of Wanjian Sect, one of the six immortal sects, so respectful. Listening to his words, could this Xiahou Yu's master be a great monk? He was secretly glad that he did not rashly kill Xiahou Yu, otherwise he would immediately bring disasters that were even more terrifying than Huang Tingzong. With his heart full of doubts, he couldn't help but respect Xiahou Yu a little.

He looked up and spoke to the many spectators around the ring: "After these more than ten days of competition, Xiahou Yu swept over the same age without any rivals. Today's competition is too fierce. The ring has been destroyed and needs to be repaired. If there are still challengers, please come early tomorrow. My grandson-in-law will definitely take it one by one. Let's break up."

As soon as he fell, he said a few words to Xiahou Yu, looked around the ring with a deep meaning, and went in several directions. After holding his fists, he politely talked and laughed to Xiahou Yu towards the direction of the city lord's mansion.

After a series of battles, Xiahou Yu had the true body of the ancestor witch as the foundation, his magic power was deficient, especially in the final battle with Bai Yifan. He was injured twice and forced blood to sacrifice the opponent's weapons, which allowed the Seven-Star Sword to win with a great increase in power. Although that little blood was nothing to him who had the true body of the ancestor witch at this time, he also felt a little tired.

Along the way, listening to Zhang Changzong's respectful words, he was flattered and was full of doubts about Bai Yuanjing's previous words. His beliefs turned sharply, but he thought too much was useless, so he spoke out without hesitation and asked Zhang Changzong for some treasures that could purify magic power and consolidate his cultivation, and wanted to make up for the hidden dangers left in his body by breaking through too quickly.

Zhang Changzong heard Xiahou Yu's request, thinking that he had been surrounded by the sky tree, so he happily agreed. After returning to Zhang's mansion, he went to find a divine object for Xiahou Yu to condense his magic power and consolidate his cultivation.

Late at night, Xiahou Yu, who finally adjusted his functions in all aspects of his body to his peak state, looked at the small jade bottle in his hand and fell into deep thought. The jade bottle contained half a bottle of thousand-year-old stone stalactites. Its effect was magical and had the magical effect of condensing magic power. He just took a drop and suddenly felt that his vast magic power had become much purer. He sighed that the few thousand-year-old stone stalactites sent by the Zhang family were too few. This small jade bottle could only hold a dozen drops in the sky. If you want to copy it, you have not suffered from the fact that there were too many spirit stones on your body.

After turning his hand to put away the jade bottle, he even recalled the remarks that Zhang Changzong had when he sent the thousand-year-old stone stalactites. In the next few days, he might have a big battle. For some reason, the six sects of the Immortal Sect seemed to be competing, and four families sent a younger generation of cultivators to Wangfeng City. He had already lost two in a row, and the intentions of the other two families were self-evident.

In the final analysis, it is the trouble that the six sects of the Immortal Sects have made their way to the immortal list. It is said that because he lost more than 20 Golden Pills in Wangfeng City with his foundation-building cultivation. After the news spread, the Immortal Alliance, which released the Immortal List, actually gave him the 50th place in the new list. As for the two he defeated, they were all the top 100 younger generations on the new list. It was precisely because of his sudden entry that Huangting Zong Zhan Yue dropped a hundred places.

As for what it is for this immortal list, according to Zhang Changzong, in addition to being famous all over the world, there is no real benefit. However, after thinking about it, recalling what Bai Yuanjing said to him when he was leaving, it seems that this immortal list has other effects on the evaluation of the monks, and it is related to the 100,000 mountains.

No matter what this function is, this matter is no longer as simple as being competitive on the surface. To say that the six sects of the Immortal Sect are composed of Wanjian Sect, Xuantian Dan Sect, Huangting Sect, Soul-Surf Sect, Poyue Sect, and Wei Tuo Sect. They are the overlords of Qingtian standing at the top on the Zhongzhou Continent. Now the younger generation of these sects are looking for them one after another, not knowing whether it is a blessing or a disaster, but their thoughts change, and they cannot help but think that their cultivation is now strong, and they don’t know who will be the stepping stone for whom.
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