The next day, when the soft sun shone on the snow in the north, there were signs of boiling in the entire Langya Seven Pavilion.

The quota competition that countless people are looking forward to is destined to unveil its mysterious veil today. The main hall of Langya in the early morning is like a dragon lying across its majestic peaks, with a magnificent momentum. When the morning light shines on the temple, the ancient and melodious bells quietly ringing in the temple, cutting through the sky and echoing among the Langya peaks.

In the seven pavilions of Langya, countless disciples who had closed their eyes and practiced opened their eyes one after another. The powerful aura blew like a tide and gathered in the sky above Langya. As the bells became louder and louder, the overwhelming figures rushed out of the seven pavilions of Langya, with a huge momentum.

The moment the bell rang, in Tianshu Pavilion.

Qin Yu slowly opened his eyes, and a biting coldness flashed through his deep eyes: "It's finally here."

A cold voice hovered in the sword hall. At the same time, the disciples of Tianshu Pavilion who were sitting on both sides opened their closed eyes one after another. The people were filled with extremely powerful aura, and endless fighting spirit emerged in their eyes.

In the Tianquan Pavilion.

Gui Bufan gently wiped the black and glowing sword weapon, and the sharp sword energy was spitting on the tip of the sword.

When he heard the bell ringing, Gui Bufan's eyes suddenly became warm: "The quota competition has finally come. Sorrowful Love Song, can you continue to stand out in this quota competition?"

"I let you show off in the selection competition, and this time it's my turn." Gui Bufan licked his lips gently, walked out of the Sword Palace slowly, raised his eyes and looked at the snow falling in the sky, and chuckled, "Today will be a good weather and a day for murder."

"Let's go!" Gui Bufan shouted softly, and his whole body rushed out like a sharp goshawk, soaring among the ravines.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The overwhelming figures swept out from the Tianquan Pavilion, like a rainbow.

Compared with Tianshu Pavilion and Tianquan Pavilion, the other pavilions are not weak. The sharp sound of breaking winds continues and gathers together.

Su Bai, who was sitting cross-legged in the Sword Hall in Kaiyang Pavilion, slowly opened his eyes, and a faint light shone in his eyes, and a trace of expectation and fighting spirit flashed across. Su Bai stood up, and his sealed right hand suddenly grabbed the air. The terrifying energy surged like a tide.

Zheng!

The Qingfeng ancient sword turned into a stream of light and fell into Su Bai's hands. Su Bai immediately carried the Qingfeng ancient sword and stood up, staring at the falling morning light outside the window with a distance, and a smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth. Endless murderous intent emerged in Su Bai's eyes.

"Unlucky guy, the new journey begins now." Su Bai murmured softly. Su Bai gently patted the Qingfeng ancient sword behind him, turned his head and walked straight out of the sword hall: "Senior Brother Qingfeng, although I can't insert this sword at the peak of Tianshu Pavilion now, but today I will kill a leader of Tianshu Pavilion."

Outside the Sword Hall, more than a hundred figures stood quietly in the wind and snow. Looking at the figure slowly coming out of the Sword Hall, his eyes suddenly became furious.

"Leader!" More than a hundred new disciples said in unison.

"Su Fai Junior Brother." Lin Jinxuan, Ximen Qiuzui, Yang Xiu and others were among them.

Su Bai smiled faintly at them, feeling the powerful aura that suddenly rose up in the seven pavilions of Langya Pavilions, and said loudly: "I know I have never been a good leader. During this period, you have been criticized because of me and even excluded by other disciples of the pavilion. But as a leader, I know one thing, that is, to take you to a more glorious place, just like we came here from Yaoguang Pavilion in the past."

"Today is the moment when our Kaiyang Pavilion uses its fists to smash those criticisms and those so-called suppression."

Su Bai waved to Qisun, Shusheng and others: "Go!"

Su Bai's figure turned into a long rainbow and rushed out, and the scholar and the Seven Sins immediately followed. More than a hundred new disciples also stood up and clenched their fists. The surging fighting spirit rolled in their chests and stood up to chase them.

The entire Langya Seven Pavilion became extremely hot at this moment, and countless figures gathered towards the source of the bell. There was an extremely huge venue between Tianshu Pavilion and Langya Halls. The venue was extremely vast, with square high platforms standing around. At the same time, an ancient and eye-catching altar stood in the center of the venue like a crane standing in the middle of the venue. A stone sword that reached the sky fell around, and the extremely sharp sword energy lingered on it.

Although this place covers an extremely vast area, it is now filled with a sea of ​​people. Various conversations and whispers gather together, which can be said to be full of people and shaken the sky.

However, you can see some clues when you look up. Although this place is filled with disciples from the Seventh Pavilion of Langya, it is clearly divided. Most of them are more than ten disciples gathered together. Obviously, these people are the disciples who are going to participate in the quota competition today.

When Su Bai came here with more than a hundred new disciples, he looked at the messy wall, and his expressions appeared astonished. In the past, all the disciples in the seven pavilions of Langya were practicing in seclusion, and there were few scenes like the ones that appeared today. Only at this moment, Su Bai felt the power of Langya Sect. The selection of inner disciples was extremely strict, but there were thousands of disciples here.

"Tsk tsk, even the selection match was not so sensational," Ximen Qiuzui said excitedly.

Yang Xiu looked at the more than a hundred new disciples behind him and said with a sad face: "When will you squeeze in?"

"This is simple, look at me." Xi! Men Qiuzui raised his mouth proudly and said loudly to the bustling crowd ahead: Su Fai of Kaiyang Pavilion!"

Ximen Qiuzui's voice was extremely loud, and instantly overwhelmed the whispers around him, echoing between heaven and earth like thunder. The noise around him was silent, and countless eyes looked back, and when they saw Su Bai standing with his hands behind him, they suddenly gave up their way.

"See? This is the treatment of a strong man. Junior Brother Su Bai is now famous in the Seventh Pavilion of Langya, and everyone knows it." Ximen Qiuzui waved his hand, raised his chest and walked forward first. Looking at the scene in front of him, Su Bai secretly smacked his tongue. When did he have such reputation in the Seventh Pavilion of Langya?

However, it can avoid the trouble of squeezing, and Su Fai was happy to walk into the crowd.

"Although the sect does not limit the number of teams participating in the quota competition, the competition is held in the form of a hunting competition, which means that the rules of the quota competition must be followed." Ximen Qiuzui whispered: "There are fifty high platforms here. According to the rules of the hunting competition, any team occupying the high platform is eligible to participate in the hunting competition."

"This is also a way to eliminate many teams. After all, the monsters in the hunting competition are extremely terrifying." Lin Jinxuan smiled and said, "Ordinary teams will just leave their lives there when they enter it."

Su Feiju looked at the platform around him and found that the platform covers a vast area, even if hundreds of people stand on it, it will not seem crowded. However, there are only dozens of scattered figures on many platforms. It is obvious that these people are the teams to participate in the competition this time.

"It seems that we were a little late, and there were people on the fifty high platforms." Su Bai's mouth showed a playful smile, but his eyes swept over the figure on the high platform with a little bit of playfulness. When he saw several familiar figures, Su Bai walked forward without hesitation.

On a high platform located in front of Su Bai, more than ten figures gathered together and whispered:

"For this quota competition, Tianshu Pavilion has come out in full swing, and even the teams belonging to the leader of the Leslie Song have formed many teams."

"I don't know which teams can be shortlisted for this competition."

One of the disciples from Tianquan Pavilion from Xiqin curled his lips and said, "What I am more looking forward to is not those teams that can be shortlisted, but that good show."

When talking about the show, more than ten disciples from Tianquan Pavilion showed expectations: "The leader of Gui Bufan has instructed him that if he meets a new team of disciples, he will beat him up."

At this moment, a calm voice rang behind these people: "Go down!"

Although the voice is dull, it has unquestionable domineeringness.

These disciples of Tianquan Pavilion were the pride of the emperor in the seven pavilions of Langya in the past, and were extremely rebellious. Hearing this, they turned their heads and looked at Su Bai and others who were walking towards him, and were about to scold him. However, when they saw Su Bai walking in the front, they were all silent and embarrassed. An older young man stepped forward with a gritted teeth and said, "We are disciples of Tianquan Pavilion."

The momentum here immediately attracted the gaze of the surrounding eyes. When they saw Su Bai and the other ten disciples of Tianquan Pavilion, they all showed an expression of expectation.

"It's the leader of Suzhou."

"That young man is Senior Brother Dong Yue from Tianquan Pavilion, and he is the confidant of Gui Bufan's leader."

"Go down!" Su Bai said calmly.

The young man's face became more and more embarrassing. The disciple of Tianquan Pavilion was kicked off the stage by the new disciple in front of everyone. He could not afford to lose face. However, the young man who was afraid of Su Bai's strength did not dare to say anything more, and he was still struggling in his heart.

Su Bai had no patience to wait for the young man to make a decision and walked forward directly. His eyes were as cold as a blade under his sharp eyebrows, and a heavy aura as heavy as a mountain surged out.

Bang!

Bang!

Every time Su Bai took a step, the entire platform seemed to tremble slightly. Gradually, the faces of the ten Tianquan Pavilion disciples, including the young man, changed drastically and they were shocked to find that Su Bai's footsteps overlapped with the beating of their hearts. Every time Su Bai took a step, the blood flow rate in their bodies increased by a minute. Until they all had their faces and their breathing was extremely rapid.

"Go down!" Su Bai said calmly.

At this moment, Su Fei's voice fell in their ears but was as loud as thunder. They all retreated backwards, and finally jumped off the platform and scattered.

Looking at this scene, an uproar suddenly surged around.

"These disciples of Tianquan Pavilion are very powerful, but they didn't expect they were so brave." The scholar said lazily, and found a place with sufficient light to sit down, yawned and said, "But he started the attack on the disciples of Tianquan Pavilion at the beginning, and Gui Bufan was going to hold a grudge against us again.

"The debt is too much, but it won't be suppressed." Su Bai chuckled, his expression moved slightly, turned around and looked at the crowds that gradually retreated to both sides of the gods in the distance, and only saw one of the cold eyes staring at him.

"Ghost Bufan." Yang Xiu whispered.

"He shouldn't start looking for trouble now." Ximen Qiuzui said with some concern.

Su Bai shook his head and said, "He is not that boring."
Chapter completed!