Everyone left Qingling Valley and moved to the martial arts temple of Jiangxue Sect.

It was a vast battle place, surrounded by spiral stands, and the highest point was the judges and the chief leader of Jiang Xue.

then……

Qi Beinian and his team began to count the Cambrian Shop to select the top ten sects that entered the final battle.

"Is this more important? It must be the first place in Fengyu Tower!"

"Tsk, just a domineering sect!"

"The dignified Fengyu Tower has such a high status, and it's too bad to even grab the Cambrian of ordinary forces!"

"Shhh, just a little bit, it's over if you're heard!"

"It's just that you are not as skilled as others. Don't let others take it away if you have the ability..."

...

Five hundred sects settled down and gathered into a sea of ​​people.

They talked angrily.

Some people recognize Ye Zong and Li Xingchen in the Wushuang Sect, but they don’t care. Anyway, it’s right to scold them!

The owner of the Fengyu Building, Xie Feng, had his face blue.

He suppressed his anger, crossed the heavy heads, and turned his eyes to the Wushuang Sect.

A young man cannot be ignored and entered his sight.

That man had handsome eyebrows and eyes, and was full of majestic appearance.

He looked over and seemed to stare at the vast ocean. On the surface, he looked calm, but there were stormy waves and dark waves!

He felt the laws of the great way in this person!

Xie Feng's expression changed suddenly.

He realized that the young man was the leader of the Wushuang Sect.

Lu Fengyun!

This is an unfathomable person who is difficult to measure!

Xie Feng breathed out a sigh and made an evaluation in his heart.

At this time...

Lu Fengyun looked over with calm eyes.

Xie Feng's heart actually jumped!

He, a semi-saint, felt suffocating pressure when facing that gaze!

There is only one answer, and the sect leader has a cultivation level far beyond his!

Xie Feng's chest was as thunderous as he was.

He nodded in greeting the sharp gaze.

Lu Fengyun smiled and turned his head back.

Xie Feng found that he had sweated down!

At this moment...

The top ten sects that entered the final battle have been counted.

Wushuang Sect, 370 Cambrian Slips.

First!

Fengyu Tower, one hundred and eighty Cambrian Slips.

second!

Houhuang Pavilion, one hundred and forty Cambrian Slips.

third!

...

Sword Gate, sixty-five Cambrian Slips.

tenth!

Qi Beinian stood on the high platform, and his loud voice spread throughout the martial arts temple.

At this time, everyone realized that Fengyu Tower was wronged!

The one who robbed them of Cambrian is a sect that is more domineering than Fengyu Tower.

A new force—

Wushuang Sect!

Fengyu Tower is burdened by its reputation, so people will accuse them of being unworthy of their morality.

The Wushuang Sect is not very famous, but people are extremely tolerant. They even feel that an unknown force has snatched so many Cambrians. They are really a newborn calf and are not afraid of tigers!

The final rules of the battle, one, team battles, that is, competitions between sects!

In this way, those with fewer people will suffer a lot.

2. The exchange meeting will make friends by martial arts, click until the end, draw the land as the boundary, and whoever leaves the boundary first will lose.

The game is divided into three games.

The first game, ten sects draw lots and fight in pairs.

"The annual sect exchange conference begins now!"

"Please draw lots for the disciples of the top ten sects on stage!"

Qi Beinian announced loudly.

Lu Fengyun asked Zhang Lingchuan to go over and draw.

The lottery is divided into black and white, the number is engraved, and the person who draws the same number is the opponent.

Zhang Lingchuan drew No. 5.

Ye Zong was a little discouraged: "One last one is going on, our butts are going to be numb."

Lu Fengyun said: "But we can know our opponents and make early response strategies."

The competition begins.

Two well-known sects began to showdown.

The battle is very fierce.

The Wushuang Sect sat in the second row, very tight from the battle platform.

Lu Fengyun said: "Little guys, don't watch the excitement, look at their martial arts, dismantle their tricks, and observe their cooperation!

"I have trained you to work together before, so it's not satisfactory. This time, it's best not to make too stupid mistakes.

"Also, remember, don't underestimate the enemy!"

The disciples heard it with fear.

With such a strict master beating, they almost lost confidence, so how dare they underestimate the enemy...

All five apprentices sat upright, staring at the battle stand with wide eyes, and staring at the battle stand with all their attention.

Nearly 80% of those who come to participate in this conference are old sects that have been famous for a long time. Their disciples have rich combat experience and strong strength. The competitions they brought are naturally enjoyable.

The two sects were evenly matched, and the winner was decided only an hour later.

When the second sect came on stage, cheers rang out in the venue.

Fengyu Tower!

The one who fought against it was Jianmen, the Brutal Wushang from the northern border.

Half an hour later...

Jianmen failed as expected.

"Oh, is this the younger generation million years later?"

"You are worried!"

The setting sun hugged her arms and sighed.

In his time, young people in their twenties had to be at least at the level of the Spirit Emperor.

Most of these sect disciples who can represent the martial arts of the Nine Realms are Spirit Kings!
Chapter completed!