Xueyuan, who was originally sitting safely, couldn't help but stand up suddenly. If Wan Shan pulled the stone bow at this time and he didn't pull it away at the beginning, it not only means that his skills are not as good as others, but also that he wouldn't be weaker in the title of the Blood Refining Hall. As a giant in the Demon Sect, he lost to the Taoist Sect, which was something he could not witness.

Zhan Jiu, who also saw this scene, couldn't help but shake his head. Just now, he clearly felt the earth-attributed aura in Wanshan's body move, which caused the stone arch to tremble. But just now, it seemed that Wanshan's unintentional act was Wanshan, and he himself did not notice this. So the earth-attributed aura in his body quickly hibernated, while Wanshan himself was blindly urging his true energy.

In other words, Wanshan accidentally discovered the correct way to use the stone burr. But unfortunately, he took the wrong path at this time, so Zhan Jiu couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"You ordinary fellow Taoists have great insights." Seeing Zhan Jiu shook his head, a glimmer of hope flashed in Xueyuan's eyes and asked quickly.

"Fellow Taoist please sit down. Fellow Taoist Wanshan, I'm afraid he will return in a bad situation this time." Zhan Jiuyi smiled and reached out to Xueyuan to make a gesture of asking for a seat.

Hearing this, Xue Yuan was still skeptical. After all, Wanshan had already triggered the trembling of his bow. But when he saw Luo Feng nodded to him again, he frowned and sat down slowly.

At this time, Wanshan was still using all his strength to pull the bow, but unfortunately, the stone-fetal bow had no reaction except the trembling just now. Until a few breaths, Wanshan had exhausted his true energy and couldn't help but sigh heavily, put the bow back on the table and off the altar.

Seeing that Wanshan had failed in the end, everyone who had hoped just now couldn't help but sighed and seemed extremely disappointed. The only thing that was contrary to everyone was naturally Zhang Mingyuan, who secretly breathed a sigh of relief and showed a smug smile on his face.

"This bow is indeed heavy, and I can't pull it away." Wanshan walked down and sighed to everyone, then hugged Zhan Jiu, "It's really a good way for ordinary fellow Taoists to pull this bow. Wanshan admires it."

"I dare not, I'm just lucky." Zhan Jiuyi said with a smile.

Seeing that Wan Shan was unable to pull the stone bow in the end, Xue Yuan was relieved, but he couldn't help looking at Zhan Jiu. He thought to himself that this person was indeed good, and just because of his eyesight, he felt ashamed of himself.

After Wanshan returned in vain, everyone's interest in the stone-wound bow on the altar was greatly reduced, and almost no one was willing to try again. After all, there was already blood field in front of them, and two elite disciples of Wanshan sect were defeated. Even if they took the stage again, they would probably just use a top-grade spiritual weapon for nothing.

At this time, everyone had already understood that except for Zhang Mingyuan, who knew the secret method, Zhan Jiu, a monster who came from somewhere, could really drive this stone bow. Even Zhan Jiu was just driving it at the forefront.

...It has been nearly half an hour.

"If no one is willing to try on stage, the ceremony will be held for the second item." At this time, the emcee announced loudly.

"How about it, do you want to try your luck as well?" Xue Yuan smiled and couldn't help but say to Luo Feng. He and Wan Shan had already fallen one after another. Luo Feng was with them, so he had to pull him into the water.

"No, it's okay to go up and have fun." Even Wan Shan, the honest man, couldn't help but instigate and encourage.

"Try luck and play... haha..." Luo Feng suddenly laughed, "Since both fellow Taoists are not optimistic, why should I be embarrassed?"

When they heard this, the two of them couldn't help but feel that it was not that easy to fall into Luo Feng. At the same time, they couldn't help but curse in their hearts. Luo Feng was actually talking, and what it means to be embarrassed, it clearly means the two of them.

"I'm interested in playing with it again." At this moment, Zhan Jiu, who was standing aside, suddenly spoke. Before he finished speaking, he had already stood up and jumped to the altar.

"He went up again..." I thought no one would take the stage again, but another one came. And the strangest thing was that this person was not someone else, but Zhan Jiu. Everyone was puzzled for a moment and couldn't help but talk.

"What exactly is this kid doing?" Seeing that Zhan Jiu was on stage again, the great elder in Loufang could not sit still. From his perspective, Zhan Jiu would definitely not take the stage rashly. He quickly pulled a Jindan disciple who was serving next to him and ordered, "Go down and pass the message quickly. Each person has only one chance to take the stage, and that person is not allowed to take the stage again."

"Yes." The disciple didn't know what he meant, but when he saw that the elder was so nervous, he quickly responded and wanted to go down to pass the message.

"Wait." At this moment, Yuhua Zhenren suddenly spoke and stopped him, "At this time, we will inevitably make us timid, and we will lose our might. I am afraid that the guests and friends who are watching the ceremony below will not be willing. You stand and follow that person."

"This..." On one side is the great elder and the leader of the sect, the little Jindan disciple couldn't help but feel dilemma for a moment.

The elder frowned and looked at Yuhua Zhenren, and finally turned his head and snorted heavily, stopping mentioning this matter.

"Damn it! This bastard!" Zhang Mingyuan below naturally guessed that something was wrong, and couldn't help but look gloomy and cursed in his heart.

At this time, Zhan Jiu was already standing firmly on the altar. He took out a top-grade spiritual weapon and placed it on the table. Like the flying sword before, it was still of amazing quality. It made everyone gasp again, and he was full of envy.

But then, Zhan Jiu did not write the prayer immediately, but picked up the stone-fetal bow and held it in his hand to touch it slowly. There was no sign of him pulling the bow, and he just kept stroking it, and even closed his eyes later.

"Fellow Daoist Luo Feng, do you know what fellow Daoist is doing?" Seeing this, Wan Shan couldn't help asking.

"...It must have a deep meaning." Luo Feng also looked at Zhan Jiu's frown and said for a while.

"Hmph, if you don't know, you don't know, you're going to be a secret." Xueyuan, who was originally looking expectant, heard Luo Feng only said these four words, and he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Seeing that this place was not only the others, Luo Feng and others, but also the true man Yuhua and the elders were confused, not knowing what Zhan Jiu was doing. This stone arch was placed in the Qingyu Sect for thousands of years, and after many elders of the head, he did not find any reason. At this time, Zhan Jiu seemed to be studying it. Could it be clear in just a short time? That was simply too horrible.

"Hmph! No matter what mystery he makes, just give him a quarter of an hour. The ceremony cannot delay the progress because of him. Let him come down in a quarter of an hour." The elder's face was gloomy and ordered the disciples around him.

"A quarter of an hour seems to be too stingy. Give him half an hour." But Yuhua Zhenren smiled and ordered his disciples.

"You..." Although you have always been incompatible with Yuhua Zhenren, the other party is the leader after all. Even though the elder is of high status and power, he dare not openly disobey in such an occasion. He was angry and just glared at him hatefully. But he was not sure why since the beginning, Yuhua Zhenren seemed to have always protected this person, and even ignored Qingyumen.

Time passed by minute by minute, and seeing that the half hour specified by Yuhua Zhenren was approaching, Zhan Jiu was still not anxious or slow. He still closed his eyes slightly, holding the stone arch in his hands and stroking it back and forth.

At this moment, everyone was already anxious, Zhan Jiu suddenly opened his eyes. He held the stone arch with one hand, and picked up the banknotes with the other hand and wrote in the air. The pen was like a dragon and a snake, and only one word was written in just a few strokes, "Kill"!

Writing the word "kill" on the engagement ceremony of the first disciple of Qingyu Sect is a great disrespect. When everyone saw this word, they couldn't help but stagnate. Even the seven sects that besieged Qingyu Sect did not dare to provoke so blatantly. At this moment, the yellow paper with the word "kill" written on it was tied to the steel arrows.
Chapter completed!