The sects and families sitting on both sides had already sent their subordinates or disciples to mingle with small groups of small sects or lone heroes scattered everywhere, one to collect information, and the other to prevent any situation beyond your expectations so that you can be prepared in advance.

"You keep staring, and report it immediately when there is any other news!" Shen Yanze ordered his subordinates to continue staring. He seemed to be waiting for the competition to start seriously, but in fact, he looked at Lin Xianhua beside Ye Hexingyun from the corner of his eyes, and occasionally curled the corners of his mouth, as if he was thinking about something.

"Amitabha!" With a loud Buddhist chanting, the originally noisy martial arts venue instantly quieted down.

Jiao Xuan was carrying a wooden box more than ten feet long in one hand, and his feet were as if clouds and fog were rising, and he stepped into the center of the martial arts stage lightly.

When everyone saw that the person who came was an old monk in Santa Temple, they stood up respectfully.

"Master Jiao Xuan."

Jiao Xuan placed the wooden box next to him and glanced around the people around him. The heads of the six major families arrived, and the heads of the five major sects were all invited, but only one of the five tigers of the Five Tiger Sects appeared. His eyes were sharp, glanced at the jungle not far away and the hills behind the Santa Temple, and shook his head secretly.

Jiao Xuan slowly opened the wooden box. Even if he sealed the giant sword of more than one meter long, it still shone with blue light. Especially in the blue sky and the sun, the dark blue light frequently shone, causing the people around the martial arts fair to stare at it without blinking, and their throats moved from time to time.

"This is that magical sword? It's more than ten feet long. Such a giant sword is probably not capable of lifting it, right?" The tall and thin man in Taoist robe stared at the giant sword in a yearning manner and murmured to himself.

"That magic sword can emit dazzling blue light through the oil paper of Vancum, which shows extraordinaryness."

"The artifacts that were born in the past have also been swords, but they have never been so huge. In broad daylight, the light has not decreased. It seems that this magical sword should be the most powerful artifact ever in the world. If we can get it, both the good and the evil factions will probably still be rampant."

People from the martial arts arena began to communicate in a low voice, as if the sound was loud, it would start to be alarmed on the stage. However, people from the five major sects and six major families just looked at this giant sword, trying their best to hide the magnificence in their hearts.

Others naturally don’t know, so what if there is a magic sword? If you don’t merge with the companion spirit and get the magic sword in time, you may be backfired in the end. If you forcefully control it, you may even lose your skills.

But what they didn't know was that this divine sword was very different from the previous divine artifacts. It was a complete divine sword with the spirit of the divine artifact. As long as it was recognized, it could drive it. Of course, although the divine artifacts had spirits, it would be very difficult for you to get it if you were not a strong man.

Seeing that the people from all walks of life were ready to go, Jiao Xuan didn't say much nonsense: "The competition starts, if the last person wins, if there is no challenger, the final winner will be the last winner. At that time, I will give him this magic sword."

"Okay, then I'll be Tang Zifeng from Yangshan first!" A wild man with a big knife took a few steps to the martial arts stage, and bowed to the audience with a knife and said, "I wonder which hero in the audience dares to come up and fight me?"

Strong tone, despised eyes.

"What is Yangshan? I've never heard of it! Look at me kicking you off the martial arts stage with one move!" The tall and thin man in Taoist robe jumped onto the martial arts stage as light as a swallow. He was too lazy to pull out his sword. He just had one move to grab the hand and lock the throat. Tang Zifeng reacted quickly, and turned his body to the side again. Ling Qiao avoided the trick of the man in Taoist robe.

"You are a rat, and you don't even report yourself when you come to the stage. I think it's shameful, right?" Tang Zifeng said while avoiding the moves of the man in Taoist robe: "I also said one move to kick me off the stage. Now there are more than a dozen moves. I think you can't kick me down."

"When I defeat you, you will naturally know who I am!" The man in Taoist robe replied disdainfully.

Tang Zifeng skillfully avoided dozens of moves from the Taoist man. Seeing that the trick was about to be used up, the Taoist man pulled out his sword and stabbed him at Tang Zifeng after he made a sword flower with his wrist.

Tang Zifeng remained motionless as if he was pineapped, staring at the sword tip of the man in Taoist robe. Seeing that the sword was about to stab him, he jumped up suddenly and flew to the head of the man in Taoist robe, kicked him in the side face, and kicked him out of the martial arts stage.

The man in Taoist robe lost his center of gravity, and took a circle under the martial arts stage to find the right direction, and shouted at Tang Zifeng on the stage: "Tang Zifeng! You! Me,"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tang Zifeng: "Hey? Don't report yourself again! If you lose, you will be embarrassed!"

Tang Zifeng's words attracted a lot of laughter, and they all joked that men in Taoist robes were not as good as others in martial arts.

The man in Taoist robe glared at Tang Zifeng fiercely. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he did not leave. Instead, he returned to the crowd and continued to watch the martial arts performance. "I want to see how long Tang Zifeng can last on it! Humph!"

Challenges followed one after another, all the scattered people and small groups surrounding the martial arts arena.

"Song Yuante from the Yanhu Escort Agency came to ask Brother Tang for his skills." Four or five people who went up to challenge were compared to Tang Zifeng. Everyone in the audience's eyes changed when they saw Tang Zifeng. From the beginning to the point of being contempt, to the moment they appreciated him.

As soon as Song Yuan came on stage, he showed off his weapon. The short sword with a palm-width width was so powerful that he was fooled in his hands. His power was much stronger than Tang Zifeng, but Tang Zifeng's body skills were light, and Song Yuan had no choice but to do anything to him for a moment.

At this time, four figures appeared in the crowd of the six major families in the Six Descendants.

Ye He Linfeng took Qiu Li, Qiu Yan and Zhan Xiao out of the Sutra Tower. Yesterday, a few people who could go back to the Sutra Tower were picked up by Jiao Xuan and asked them to clean the Sutra Tower and restore it to its original state, otherwise they would not have to participate in the competition. So the few people stayed up all night before barely cleaning the Sutra Tower.

They got into the crowd from the edge of the martial arts field, and finally arrived behind Ye He Xingyun in the crowd of people.

"Huh, there are so many heroes from the world who have come. I just saw a woman holding a huge spider in her hand. Wow, the spider is covered in fluff and venom is dripping in her mouth. Wow, that woman is the terrifying poisonous woman in the world, the Colorful Poison Fairy?" Ye Helinfeng seemed to have been touched by something dirty, and his arms were scratched.

Qiu Li and Qiu Yan ignored him, but signaled Ye He to turn back. This place is the position occupied by the Ye He family, and they still respect Ye He Xingyun.

"Did you think you were beaten to death by Jiao Xuan? Why are you back?" Ye He Xingyun didn't say anything, and as soon as he spoke, he was shocked by the chins of Qiu Li and others. Ye He Xingyun, who seemed to be cold-faced, actually teased his son, and there was no feeling of anger in his tone.

When Ye He Linfeng heard his father speak, he immediately restrained his smile and called out obediently: "Dad, let me introduce you to you. This is the young master of Qiujiabao, Qiu Li, and that is his younger brother Qiu Yan." Ye He Linfeng pulled Qiu Liqiu Yan to introduce to Ye He Xingyun.

Ye He Xingyun rarely smiled and said to Qiu Liqiuyan: "Don't be accustomed to the two nephews. Linfeng has caused you a lot of trouble, right?"

"Dad! What are you talking about?" He glanced at his father weakly, and said to Qiu Li and the other two: "This is my father, and he is also the head of the Yehe clan. This is my mother, how about it, my mother is beautiful, right?" Yehe Linfeng did not hide the pride in his words at all.

Qiu Liqiuyan said respectfully: "Uncle Ye He, hello, Aunt Ye He's mother."

Ye He Linfeng nodded and stopped his eyes on Zhan Xiao, "Linfeng, who is this little brother?"
Chapter completed!