All Heavens: The Lord God exploded

The top 16 will be announced soon.

No surprises.

Just when Xiaozhufeng's senior sister, Lu Xueqi, appeared on the stage, there was a little commotion.

Because it’s so beautiful.

As a result, no one went to watch the other martial arts competitions. All the male disciples of the Seven Meridians Main Peak flocked to the arena where Lu Xueqi competed.

Zhang Xiaofan was also brought here by his senior brothers.

"Xiaozhu Peak has always been rich in beauties, and I heard that this time Lu Xueqi is hailed as the most outstanding beauty in the past five hundred years!"

"You don't have to worry about it. I saw her in the Yuqing Palace that day, and she was truly the queen of the country."

"Such a fairy is rare in the world. If you can marry a Taoist couple, tsk tsk tsk, even if you live hundreds of years less, I think it's worth it."

There are a lot of senior brothers talking about it.

However, it is too lively here, and there are always elders who are unhappy.

A little old man with gray hair and beard stood nearby and shouted angrily: "You little bastards, you are all cultivators, so you should be calm, why are you still so greedy for beauty?"

"If we really let you little bastards get on stage, you can't just look at that face and lose first without taking action!"

"Humph!"

"So I have told the first senior brother a long time ago that beauty is a disaster, and our Qingyun Sect should not accept female disciples."

After saying that, he shook his head.

Someone reminded me on the spot: "Hey, this old man, uncle, is indeed, um, wise, mighty, and smart. But, isn't your voice a little too loud?"

Uncle Whitebeard was immediately annoyed. He blew his beard and glared, and his voice got louder: "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Several young disciples looked at each other and immediately pointed their hands: "Hey, good uncle, Master Shuiyue is sitting inside."

"Bah, bah, bah..."

As expected, Uncle Whitebeard also lowered his voice: "Huh, if it weren't for the sake of my fellow disciples, I would have... long ago..."

What happened early?

I can’t talk any more.

People of the same generation, Daoxuan, Cangsong, and Tian Buyi are still in their prime, while Suru and Shuiyue are as well-kept as teenage girls.

But he is already old.

Even my teeth are about to fall out.

The unequal strength brings about not only the difference in identity and status, but also the huge difference in body and function.

Uncle Whitebeard's move is at best asking for trouble.

Just for my own entertainment.

There are probably not many people here who can really take his words to heart.

Seeing that no one paid attention, he left on his own.

Among the seven branches of the Qingyun Sect, the Xiaozhufeng branch has always respected women. The first Xiaozhufeng in the past has always been a woman. As the white-bearded uncle said just now, he actually suggested that the leader Daoxuan ban Qingyun.

How can it be that accepting a woman as a disciple means asking for the inheritance of Xiaozhufeng? This is typical nonsense and is simply not realistic.

Could it be that the male disciples of the Qingyun Sect present were secretly making fun of him.

Lu Xueqi comes on stage.

The wind blowing from the mountain soothed her hair, making Lu Xueqi's clothes flutter, and her skin was as white as snow, as cold as the moon in the sky. She was beautiful and indescribable, as if a fairy from the Nine Heavens had fallen to the earth, which made people feel sad.

While I admire you, I also feel a bit of awe unconsciously.

After a moment, the applause was like thunder, the mountains below the stage roared with tsunami, and the enthusiasm of the male disciples of Seven Meridians burned as if they were being burned by fire.

Zhang Xiaofan should be better.

There are no ghosts screaming.

However, I am also keeping my eyes peeled.

Looking at Senior Sister Xiao Zhufeng who was still standing in mid-air, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens, Zhang Xiaofan's heart did not move. Suddenly, unknowingly, the little Senior Sister's face had been replaced by this young sister who was still standing in mid-air, like a fairy.

On the face of Senior Sister Xiao Zhufeng, who is like a fairy from Jiutian, I just feel that these two Senior Sisters are so charming and charming, and I can't help but want to love them with all my heart. If they can win the favor of each other, that is

Lucky for three lives.

Love it.

Love again.

What to do?

Although I feel quite guilty, isn't the love of young people so pure, and it can come as soon as it comes, and it can't be stopped?

"Hey young---"

"My ears hurt, please be gentle, little senior sister, please be gentle."

I don’t know when it started.

Junior sister Tian Linger also ran over.

And they already grabbed Zhang Xiaofan's ears: "Hey, Xiaoqi, you are dishonest. Senior sister, don't I look good? I'll take your eyes back too."

Tian Linger snorted proudly.

She can ignore Zhang Xiaofan and visit other senior sisters, but this one from Xiaozhu Peak just can't do it.

No reason.

People don’t eat the fireworks of the world, but she, Tian Linger, wants to eat the fireworks of the world.

The implication is that it is incomparable.

Alas.

What a pity for Zhang Xiaofan.

The line between him and Lu Xueqi is bound to be full of twists and turns with the involvement of the young senior sister who is also at Qingyun Sect.

People!

If you gain something, you will inevitably lose something.

Zhang Xiaofan was destined to never watch Lu Xueqi's competition in the ring, and not only this one, but also the following ones, the junior sister Tian Linger dominated him until the semi-finals were decided by the top four. At the beginning, Zhang Xiaofan’s own opponent was Lu Xueqi.

Okay.

There is no way to avoid it now.

The first few times Zhang Xiaofan entered the ring, he was empty-handed and did not use any other means. However, this does not mean that his opponent is simple. It is exactly the same. Zhang Xiaofan's own cultivation level is too high. He has reached the peak of Yuqing Realm and is far away from him. Shangqingjing is only one step away.

"Xiaoqi."

"You won't show mercy, will you?"

Tian Linger grabbed Zhang Xiaofan's hand and wouldn't let go.

If before, she had doubts about the strength of her little junior brother, but when this little junior brother passed all the way and easily defeated other senior brothers who had been famous for decades on the main peaks, she already knew that, How wrong I had been in the past, this little junior brother, this Xiao Qi that I had watched grow up, was the one who really kept his secrets hidden.

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"Yeah."

"Sister, don't worry."

"I won't hold back."

Zhang Xiaofan's purpose is to make Dazhufeng feel proud, to make himself no longer looked down upon by others, and to win the first place and championship in the Seven Meridians Competition.

Because only a champion can get enough attention for himself.

Only a champion can stand upright in front of the teachers and ask them about the truth about the incident in Caomiao Village.

He can't wait to find the murderer and take revenge.

"Senior Brother Tian, ​​you are such a good disciple! I remember back then, all of us looked down upon this boy, but it was finally the headmaster who appointed him as your special subordinate at Dazhufeng. But we never thought that he was still a beautiful man, and we all looked down upon him. ”

"Oh, isn't it?"

"Junior Brother Tian, ​​you've got a big bargain. In my opinion, your disciple can at least get a runner-up spot this time."

"Brother, if there is such a beautiful jade next time, you must remember to hand-pick it for us at Chaoyang Peak."

The first of the seven channels of Qingyun Gate are all in the clear realm of Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao.

If Zhang Xiaofan had not revealed his cultivation level, he would have been able to escape everyone's eyes, but once he revealed it, the aura that can only be found at the peak of the Yuqing Realm all over his body would naturally be invisible.

"Humph!"

"Don't you think it's easy to break if it's too strong?"

"Is it too early to say this now?"

Cangsong Taoist from Longshou Peak looks a little unhappy.

His disciple Lu Jingyu was the one who beat Tian Buyi back then. Although he was also very talented, in this competition, he was eliminated in the quarterfinals. And this stage, which he did not want in the first place, was eliminated.

The wild boy Tian Buyi picked up was able to pass all the way and advance to the semi-finals of the top four, and there is a great possibility that he will advance to the decisive battle, which makes his face very shameless.

Tian Buyi was very at ease, with a short and fat face, neither happy with things nor sad with himself. When he heard the words, he only answered indifferently, saying: "Senior Brother Cangsong is joking, your disciple Qi Hao, but the seventh grader in the last term

The runner-up of the Pulse Hui Wu, this year's Seven Pulse Hui Wu, is a strong contender for the championship. If there is really something that is easy to break, in my opinion, Senior Brother Cangsong should be more worried, and it should be Senior Nephew Qi Hao.

."

This is not painful or itchy.

When it comes to protecting shortcomings, Tian Buyi really protects his shortcomings. He can beat or scold his own disciples, but he will not allow others to belittle them.

"You, it's not easy for you..."

Taoist Cangsong was furious and felt a hard slap on his face. Suddenly he couldn't help but get up and wanted to argue with Tian Buyi using his skills. Daoxuan, the real person sitting between the two of them, quickly

Stand up and make peace: "Two junior brothers, calm down and be patient. There are hundreds of people here. We can't lose face in front of so many disciples, watching the game."

What this said is that if anyone continues to be unyielding, he will really lose his face.

"Humph!"

The two leaders snorted loudly at the same time.

At the same time, he turned his head heavily.

For hundreds of years, the two have never looked at each other. This time, Liang Zi has made another connection.

The silver-white fairy sword bloomed with dazzling lightning.

The immortal aura was soaring, reaching deep into the sky, covering the entire huge arena.

On the ring, after some trials, Lu Xueqi, who knew that she would not be able to win if she didn't use her true skills, finally gritted her teeth and used the only unique skill she could master at the moment.

The True Secret of Divine Sword Controlling Thunder.

"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder. The brilliant power of heaven is drawn with the sword!"

In mid-air, Lu Xueqi's bright eyes twinkled like stars, her three thousand green hairs looked like waterfalls, and her white clothes were as white as snow. Her grace was peerless and touching.

Recite the mantra in a low voice.

All I could see was that a violent wind suddenly rose in the sky, and there was a loud thunder, and lightning struck the fairy sword that emitted thousands of miles of blue light. It was like a wild beast roaring, and the sound shook the surrounding areas. In an instant, more blue lights flashed.

Sheng, the celestial sword shot out of the sky, and the mad dragon came out of the abyss, heading straight for Zhang Xiaofan below.

This attack was so powerful that even Lu Xueqi, the instigator, might not be able to control it.

Under the ring.

All the viewers felt guilty and covered their hearts, fearing that they would miss any moment.

In the stands, the leaders of each peak also stood up at the same time.

Be prepared to interrupt the game at any time.

Because they are not sure whether the boy from Dazhufeng in the ring can take this blow. If he can't take the blow, in order to avoid something unspeakable, some methods have to be prepared in advance, otherwise it will be too late.

, it is possible that you can only collect the body for the other party.

After all.

This is the True Sword Controlling Thunder Technique, their Qingyun Sect’s number one killing technique.

After all.

Even those of us sitting here dare not say that everyone has mastered it.

"Junior Brother Tian?"

The only one who can make the decision now is Tian Buyi, and Master Daoxuan has already turned his attention to him.

Even Suru became nervous.

Although his eyes were fixed on the ring, his hands seemed to have nowhere to put them, and they kept touching his husband Tian Buyi's thighs.

It seems that there is really some pinching.

Tian Buyi's face was expressionless, his short and fat body stood like a green pine, his fists were clenched for a long time, but his eyes were very tough, and he said: "Senior Brother Daoxuan, please be patient, this disciple of mine,

Although I don’t teach him much, I believe in him, so let’s wait and see.”

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If Zhang Xiaofan showed even the slightest hint of timidity in the ring, Tian Buyi would have just agreed to his senior brother Daoxuan's suggestion and come on stage to end the battle early.

But Zhang Xiaofan didn’t.

Zhang Xiaofan's body didn't even move. He used the magic formula in succession to create fifteen ice walls. This was an unbelievable thing among the disciples of Yuqing Realm. Since records, seven

Among the Pulse Hui Wushu, the highest record is that a disciple hit nine ice walls at the same time.

Of course.

It doesn’t mean that those at the peak of Yuqing realm can hit nine ice walls at the same time.

But after reaching the eighth level, ninth level and above of the Yuqing Realm... In such a realm, such a talented disciple no longer sticks to the use of ordinary magic tricks, but will use magic weapons, no matter how ineffective,

An ordinary defensive weapon should be there, right?

"Oh my god!"

"There is no way an ice wall can stop the evil spirits."

"Yes, this is the Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Art, the number one killing sword art of our Qingyun Sect, and this is Tianxie, one of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapons, the number one killing sword art of our Qingyun Sect,

The Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique, paired with the Nine-Heaven Divine Weapon Tianxie, is a perfect match. They complement each other. From my point of view, even our division commanders must be careful to deal with this move."

"What a pity! This senior brother from Dazhu Peak is really quite capable. He can use his own strength to continuously condense fifteen ice walls in front of himself with his bare hands. Throughout the ages, there are really not many people who have participated in the Seven Meridians Association.

Wu's disciples can do it, even if they lose, it will be an honor, even if they fail, it will be an honor!"

Everyone is not optimistic about Zhang Xiaofan.

Moreover, it is true that the fifteen ice walls alone cannot stop the divine sword Tianxie falling from the sky. It is like tofu, and the blue fairy sword flashing with electric arc rushes in like nothing.

, smashed into pieces.

However, it was finally delayed.

This gave Zhang Xiaofan time to lift up his inner armor, and in an instant, layer after layer of golden tortoise-like defensive shields appeared around his body, constantly rotating, protecting the secrets they protected.

Airtight.

"Ding-ding-dang-dang..."

The Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique is very powerful.

It's a pity that Lu Xueqi's magic power has its limits.

After Tianxie forcibly broke through the fifteen-layer ice wall, he was already at the end of his strength. Then he encountered the nameless inner armor activated by Zhang Xiaofan. Under the wear and tear of layers of golden tortoise shells, he finally lost his strength.

All.

"Pa--"

Tianxie fell to the ground.

But Zhang Xiaofan can't control it.

Because he had more urgent and important things to do, Zhang Xiaofan jumped up and held the pale-faced Lu Xueqi in his arms. The two of them spun around and landed on the ring.
The entire arena was in an uproar.

Lu Xueqi closed her eyes tightly.

Even if you don't live in the world, there are still times of weakness that are unspeakable.

Okay.

In fact, I just stopped working, and all my mana was exhausted.

Zhang Xiaofan was coaxed by the senior brothers in the audience, and he felt a little embarrassed: "I...well, you've given up your strength. I'm sorry, I'll put you down right now."

Fortunately, Master Shuiyue flew up to the stage and took over his precious disciple.

Next.

It’s the finals of the Seven Meridians Competition.

It belongs to the dispute between Dazhu Peak and Longshou Peak, and it also belongs to the dispute between Tian Buyi and Cangsong Taoist.

Of course, Zhang Xiaofan still doesn’t know that this Cangsong Taoist is actually the mysterious man in black who attacked Master Puzhi outside Caomiao Village back then, and was also the real mastermind behind the massacre of Caomiao Village.

If it hadn't been for Cangsong Taoist who severely injured Master Puzhi, perhaps Caomiao Village would not have been massacred at all, and nothing would have happened again.

Zhang Xiaofan just doesn’t know.

If I knew it, I'm afraid I would have to step forward and fight for my life now.

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