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Chen Changsheng's voice was not loud, but the monks present had sharp ears and eyes, and many Luoyue Sect disciples were looking at the faces of the two elders of Zhanyue Sect, so they heard clearly.

As soon as these words came out, they instantly caused agitation.

"What did he say? Want to personally learn the Taoist secrets of Luoyue Sect?"

"The elders of Zhanyue Sect want to fight with us?"

"Are you kidding me? I think I am a powerful Gold Core. At most, I am just a Foundation Building. Any of our outer disciples can handle him."

The disciples of Luoyue Sect sneered in a low voice, with ridicule and disdain in their eyes, thinking that Chen Changsheng was being silly.

The three elders on the high platform also looked over. Although their emotions were well hidden, they could still catch an intriguing glance.

"Brother Chen, what are you doing?"

Wang Lu looked anxious, and True Qi sent a message: "Why don't you discuss this matter with me? In fact, the purpose of bringing the Zhanyue Sect disciples here is to experience their state of mind. Ranking is not important..."

He understood that Chen Changsheng wanted to gain some reputation for Zhanyue Sect.

Of course, if you win, you can vent your anger, but if you lose, the entire Zhanyue Sect will become a laughing stock, especially Chen Changsheng himself, who will be spurned and insulted.

So impulsive!

It's just a few words of humiliation. This is how the Zhanyue Sect has always been. It is the only way for every disciple...

"Brother Wang, once you get used to kneeling, you won't be able to get up."

Chen Changsheng True Qi's voice transmission words were like a thunderbolt exploding in Wang Lu's mind.

His eyes were dull, and his heart was filled with uncontrollable waves.

I don’t know since when, participating in the Luoyue Sect’s sect competition has become a place for Zhanyue Sect disciples to experience their mental states.

In every sect competition, the disciples of the Zhanyue Sect ended up with a disastrous defeat and were ridiculed and despised by countless Luoyue Sect disciples. After returning, they comforted themselves by saying that it was a mental experience, and they regarded being laughed at as a sign of every Zhanyue Sect disciple. The only path for disciples.

What a bullshit must-have!

It's just that the disciples of Zhanyue Sect are not up to expectations, so the leader can only use this bad excuse to appease them.

Who doesn’t want Zhanyuemen to become stronger? Isn't it better to feel proud than to be laughed at?

But they have no choice!

Wang Lu's palms trembled slightly, whether because of excitement or anger, and there seemed to be a flame burning in his eyes.

He did not try to persuade Chen Changsheng anymore, his expression changed, and finally he closed his eyes and acquiesced to the challenge.

It's not that they don't have a choice, it's that they don't have the strength to challenge.

Now Chen Changsheng just wants to fight for the Zhanyue Sect!

Regain the lost dignity of Zhanyue Sect.

The squad leader flicked his white beard and said in a calm tone: "My little friend, are you sure? You are the elder of Zhanyue Sect. There is no need to go out to compete. If you lose face, I'm afraid it will affect the relationship between Luoyue Sect and Zhanyue Sect."

He said it as if the two sects had a good relationship, Chen Changsheng said sarcastically in his heart.

This old man looks kind and kind, but in fact he is full of evil.

Elder Li didn't mind that it was a big deal and said cheerfully: "Since my little friend wants to participate in the sect competition, let him go. Maybe he wants to add some fun to this competition?"

After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at the third elder on the high platform, who had not spoken a word from beginning to end.

After a brief silence, he said in a hoarse voice: "The top ten Qi Refining disciples of this sect competition will go out."

"Disciple Song Cang, meet Elder Luo, Elder Li, and Squad Elder!"

"Disciple Yu Xiaojun..."

"Disciple Jin Meiying..."

Among the crowd, ten monks who had completed Qi Refining came out one after another, clasped their fists and bowed towards the high platform.

The eyes of the people around him shone with excitement and joking. Being tortured once was not enough. They wanted to be tortured again, and the person being tortured was still the elder of Zhanyue Sect.

By the way, what did Elder Luo just say?

Qi Refining Stage, the elders of Zhanyue Sect are the only ones who Qi Refining Stage?

Laughing to death, is this the foundation of Zhanyue Sect, can any Qi Refining monk become an elder?

"You must have guessed that this elder of the Zhanyue Sect is also in the Qi Refining Stage. You have a competition with him. Remember to click until you reach the top, starting with the tenth place..."

"No need to go to such trouble, let them come together."

Before Elder Luo finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Changsheng's calm tone.

Everyone was stunned.

Chen Changsheng has already floated onto the martial arts platform, his Qi Refining eighth-level aura appearing weak and insignificant.

With a clang, the Third Grade flying sword came out of the abyss like a dragon, suddenly flew up from the sword box, and landed steadily in the hand. The sword energy spread wildly, and the sound of the sword was sharp and harsh.

His arrogant words and deeds instantly angered the Luoyue Sect disciples.

They are only on the eighth level of Qi Refining, but they are not even close to Qi Refining. How dare you not take them seriously and imagine that you can fight one against ten? !

It's really arrogant!

Some Luoyue Sect disciples laughed angrily on the spot.

boom!

Ten monks were invited to the stage, and the violent True Qi surged like ocean waves, forming a cyclone and coming towards them.

"I want to see if you, the elder of Zhanyue Sect, are really good at talking."

Song Cang snorted coldly and launched an attack with the other nine people at the same time.

Since you asked us to come at the same time, then we will meet your request. If you are taught a lesson, don’t blame us for being merciless!

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and thousands of Taoisms gathered together.

Ten monks attacked from all directions at the same time, and their various Taoist methods condensed red flames, wind, rain, ice, and thunder...

Taoist visions transform into real dragons, giant elephants, tigers, Vermilion Birds...

The purple gold gourd spits out bright gold liquid, and the Law Weapon fan instigates a Monster's shadow to rush out. The scroll unfolds to form an ink world, and Chen Changsheng is sucked into it.

The ten Qi Refining Perfection monks used all their methods, and the divine methods were vividly reflected, forming an all-round attack with no blind spots. Even the Foundation Building Stage, located in the center of Taoism, will be hated on the spot!

Facing the roaring scene of mountains and seas in front of him, Chen Changsheng remained expressionless, holding a sword in one hand and looking calm and composed.

A man stands in the center of Taoism, pointing his sword at the sky.

Suddenly, the sword blade rotated in a circle in front of him, like a full moon taking shape, as if it fell from day to night in an instant.

Only the bright moon shines brightly in the sky!

"This is……"

The pupils of the ten monks shrank sharply and they lost their voices in shock.

The three elders on the high platform suddenly stood up, and the calmness on their faces completely disappeared, turning into unbelievable shock and horror.

"The falling moon cuts the sky!"

Chen Changsheng's voice fell softly.

Everyone present seemed to see a huge full moon falling from the sky. In an instant, time and space froze, the sky was broken, and the sky was filled with green clouds.

The Taoism that swept around him was extinguished like smoke!

Boom——

The roaring sound was continuous, and the azure glow filled the entire mountain peak. The huge full moon was like a world-destroying star, destroying all the Ao Dao methods that were sweeping in.

The Luoyue Sect's defensive formation shook with circles of ripples, as if a real dragon was trapped, roaring and tumbling within the formation.

When the ringing in my ears subsided, the full moon falling in the sky had disappeared, and the diffuse green clouds gradually dispersed.

On the martial stage, Chen Changsheng was the only one left standing there.

His green robes fluttered in the wind, his long hair flowed like a waterfall, his face was handsome and flawless, and his temperament was as if he had been banished to the earth.

Beside him lay ten seriously injured figures, looking weak and haggard.

At this moment, all the disciples of Luoyue Sect were stunned. The junior brothers and sisters of Zhanyue Sect, including Wang Lu, all had dull eyes...