The Lord who use immortals as food

This was the first time Pei Ye was so eager to escape from a place, but he had to pretend that nothing had happened. Fortunately, a sudden shout from below saved him. Pei Ye flipped a few pages back and saw nothing.

He closed the book and threw it back into the plate, then looked down: "Oh, the fight has started."

Qu Xin withdrew his gaze without saying a word and looked out the window. Pei Ye was grateful for the act of letting him go.

On the sword stage, a man in green and a man in purple had slowly walked up, standing ten feet apart.

Chip Longyun, the Five Swordsman, was twenty-four years old, eight lives, and was in the sword spirit realm. If the three strongest swordsmen in the competition were counted, many people would mention this name first.

He was gifted, and he had traveled around the world since he was seventeen, and he became famous in the sword clubs of all sizes in the prefecture every year. In fact, many people were surprised that he did not get a direct invitation letter.

But some people said that he refused this qualification himself.

In any case, the purple-clad man is already standing here. Actually, starting from this match, except for Su Xingke, the seven people in the next four matches have enough points to be included in the list. However, they must complete the last round to decide who may be challenged by the unsuccessful candidates, and the performance before being included in the list actually affects the ranking when they are included in the list.

This is a very, very important matter.

Although the Golden List will be jointly agreed upon tomorrow, it is obvious that these seventy-two people will not be organized to fight round by round until the end. In fact, the reason why the roll call of the Jade Sword Stage before sunset today is so popular is that it is a ranking in itself.

The Jade Sword Stage Book Review Committee will give a preliminary ranking today based on their cognition and evaluation, that is, "where the Book Review Committee thinks you should be ranked".

Without thinking too much, you know that this order will definitely affect the Jade Sword Stage Book Review tomorrow, and it is even the basis for tomorrow's book review.

And where does the Book Review Committee's cognition of each person come from?

In addition to these already famous gifted geniuses, others naturally have to fight calmly and beautifully on the sword stage. If Chi Longyun really didn't receive the letter, it must be that he has made great progress recently and wants to fight on the stage and get a higher ranking.

But unfortunately, his luck doesn't seem to be too good, and there is not a heavy enough opponent in front of him.

Su Xing of Mingzhu Waterside is a very young boy, dressed in green, standing on the stage at this time, and occasionally tilting his head to look at the audience below and upstairs. The "Swordsman Collection" in the wooden tray said that he was just eighteen years old, and this was his first time to go down the mountain. He had won four games in the previous four games, and the most important opponent was only Zhu Wenyuan of Feiyan Sword Sect.

This is also the reason why he is not yet qualified to be included in the list.

Originally, no matter who it was, he would have won another game, but unfortunately he had to face Chi Longyun.

The two people who were directly invited to the Five Swords Blessed Land were Yan Bingjian and Qu Ying, but generally speaking, Yan Bingjian was slightly better than Chi Longyun, and Chi Longyun was obviously better than Qu Ying. Chi Longyun is the face of the Five Swords Blessed Land.

Su Xingke was the youngest and ranked last among the four people in Mingzhu Waterside. As Jianmen itself was low-key, except for the current generation [Mingzhu Guard] Qi Mengchen, the remaining three did not get the sword box. However, people still knew the name of [Silent Sword] Zuo Sheng. Many people thought that he was actually stronger than Qi Mengchen, but [Mingzhu Guard] was a figure standing on the stage, and this sword fanatic ranked second.

However, he was ranked in the last match and had to face Wang Jinhong of Yuquan Mountain, and failed to confront Chi Longyun.

So for both of them, this was not a good fortune.

A huge picture flew down to show the age record of the two people. The later this link was, the longer it was. Pei Ye was waiting for the opening of this game, and suddenly his ears moved-two footsteps accompanied by conversation stepped into the outside of the pavilion.

Curiously, he stood up and looked down from the small window. A beautiful woman in a green skirt and a thin sword was walking in with a cat in her arms, and the delicate hairpin in her hair was shaking gently.

[Sleeping Flowers and Counting Butterflies] Nan Guannu

The woman next to him was gentle and elegant, wearing white clothes and black belt, holding a sword and a book. If Nan Guannu was a peacock, this person was a white crane.

Pei Ye realized at this time that the vacancy just now was because someone had reserved it.

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The Zhijian Tower has a total of 18 floors. When you reach the top floor, all the crowds and shouting seem to be in the world below. In fact, this floor is called "Liuhetai", which has three characteristics: high to receive wind and rain, overlooking the world, and talented people like cranes.

The name "Zhijian Tower" represents the people it receives, and the design of the entire building is even more so - the high platform has no railings, there are few stairs between the floors, long eaves are sold, and the plates are made of gold and iron. This is a towering tree planted specifically for the rivers and lakes. Ordinary people have to climb up with great effort. It is for cranes and ducks to stay.

The top floor is only reserved for real cranes.

It is also the best place to watch swords today.

Because there is no need to compete for this position, Xiang Zongyuan sent invitations to several other sword gates yesterday. Today, everyone will come here to see the public announcement of the sword book together.

When the two came up, the silk curtains fluttered, the wind was blowing, and the wide stage was empty.

"Sure enough, we are the first." The two sat down at the table beside the railing, and Nan Guannu leaned back and smiled, ". He Tianyu is also at the level of the late fifty, but there is a man named Zhao Qizhi in Feiyan Sword Sect."

"The one who is very nervous?"

"Yes! I watched him three times, and every time he went on stage, his legs were shaking with nervousness." Nan Guannu smiled, "This man has a shallow foundation, but in terms of talent, I think he can rush to the forty."

"Well, actually, I think that the test of the competition is the 'realized talent', and if you can enter the 72 people, as long as you are young and your cultivation is weak, it must not be a big deal?"

"But if you want to be in the front, you must be young and strong enough."

"Naturally."

"Then is your little junior brother such a person?"

The woman in white immediately smiled and kept silent: "The fight will begin soon, and we are still inquiring."

"I'm not familiar with Chi Longyun. What's the point of asking? It's just a chat, you think too much."

The woman in white didn't answer, she lowered her head to drink tea and turned the pages.

At this time, steady and neat footsteps came from the door, and a tall man in black clothes appeared in the field of vision. It was rare for her to carry the sword on her back on such an occasion.

The blessed land of Five Swords, Qu wins.

It is said that she is the most hard-working and tenacious person in the Five Swords Paradise. She does not often appear in the center of social circles, but everyone in the Five Swords Paradise says that she has endured unimaginable hardships for this career.

The two of them came over to look at her. They were not familiar with this heroic woman - they had met her several times at sword competitions in previous years, but they never spoke to each other.

Nan Guannu stood up and exchanged greetings, Qu Ying cupped his fists and saluted, and sat down on the table next to him. At this time, the woman in white remembered who she often chatted with, and said: "Senior Brother Zuo Sheng is the last one in this competition."

Qu Ying was startled, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you very much."

The stage was quiet for a while, but less than five breaths later, light and even footsteps sounded again on the stairs.

The young man who appeared had the same temperament as this step. His hair was neatly tied up in a bun, his clothes were simple and clean, and every detail of his eyebrows and temples was neatly trimmed. As soon as he showed up, he bowed with his sword in his hand and gave the three people a very dignified military salute.

The three people present received his news two quarters of an hour ago - while the other competitions were just progressing to the middle and later stages, the Northern Competition had already ended easily and neatly, with the winner being [Golden Scaler] Bai Fei. .

The number two person on this trip to Yuquan Mountain.

"Brother Bai didn't get the sword letter, so it doesn't matter if he made a miscalculation in the book-repairing meeting, but it made the swordsmen in the north cry out loud." Nan Guannu said with a smile.

Bai Fei quickly bowed seriously: "Don't say that, every recipient of the letter is better than me, how can there be any miscalculation; and among the three of us, there must be my teacher. The hero of Beilei taught me a lot, Chengzhang is very grateful."

Nan Guannu secretly glanced at the woman opposite, meaning "Look, let me tell you." The woman in white looked a little surprised.

Bai Fei found a low-key corner, put his hands flat, and sat upright, looking down.

".So gentle." The woman in white said to herself.

Then a soft voice like autumn leaves came from the door: "Mengchen, am I not gentle?"

Nan Guannu just took a sip of tea, subconsciously raised his hand to cover his mouth, and looked out the window as if nothing had happened.

Opposite him, Qi Mengchen had put his forehead on his head and lowered his head, and continued to turn the pages expressionlessly.

A melancholy man walked up slowly, with his sword hanging and his eyes like autumn water, as if he had just stepped out of a painting. He stepped onto Liuhe Terrace, but he seemed to see nothing. Only Qi Mengchen was in his eyes.

He staggered up, looked at the woman in white infatuatedly, and said: "Meng Chen, when will you be willing to play a sword game with me that will determine the difference between life and death?"

Zhigu Pavilion, [Love Sword] is a book from the Song Dynasty.

As a local ware master who shares the same Shaolong with Yangyilou, no one had ever thought that he could cultivate a young man with such outstanding swordsmanship.

He also didn't get the sword letter, but he was one of the "three strongest people out of the twenty-two". Now he came to win the first place in the Southern Second Arena, only a quarter and a half slower than Bai Fei.

Everyone who was defeated by him was unscathed. He sheathed his sword in the duel and said sadly: "Since I can't kill you, I don't even bother to hurt you."

At this time, Bai Fei stood up and held his hands seriously: "Brother Song, you are very gentle."

Song Zhishu slowly turned his eyes and stared at him as he walked over: "Those who know me! Do you also think that if you can't end your life with a sword, your life will be meaningless?"

"No, no, brother Song, your body, hair and skin are all due to your parents."

Nan Guannu was glad that he swallowed the tea just now.

Xiang Zongyuan and Cui Zijie came up next.

"It's true that Xi Tianji didn't come. Only two five-year-old children came to Kongtong this time, and their talents are not very impressive. I sent someone to hand over the invitation, but they were declined on the spot." Xiang Zongyuan said.

Just like the name of [Withered Maple], this man is always like an old tree and an ancient well, as if there is never anything to be surprised about.

Cui Zijie's eyes were as bright as a sword. The first moment he stepped on the stage, he swept over everyone present and replied: "It's embarrassing to come. The twenty-year-old Qisheng has not entered the spiritual realm yet." "

Completely opposite to Xiang Zongyuan, this young man looks like the most upright swordsman at first glance. It makes people feel that if he looks down on you, even if you kneel in front of him, he will not even look at you; but If he recognizes you as a friend, even if you are a demon, he will still dare to talk and laugh with you in public.

No. 1 in Yuquan Mountain, [God Bestows Feathers] Cui Zijie, nineteen years old, eight lives, spiritual realm, "Ephemera Transforms into a Hong" has been exclusively published for seventy years, 699 on the Fu list. He is the only one in Yuquan Mountain who has received the letter, but everyone knows that he will definitely bring one of the top three places to Yuquan Mountain.

When the two people stepped forward, Liu Hetai seemed to be a little heavier immediately. The excitement brought about by Song Zhishu disappeared completely. The words and deeds of the two Shaolong truly outstanding geniuses were not tit-for-tat, but everyone felt that the atmosphere was calming down.

"It's not that bad. Xi Tianji is just a year and a half behind. His cultivation and swordsmanship are stuck on the threshold. We will do it next year. He should have a letter." Xiang Zongyuan said, "And I always feel that he has Because of other things, I found out last time I saw him that his sword skills were much better than I thought, but for some reason he was behind the best."

Cui Zijie kept his eyes straight: "In the whole Kongtong, I only care about Ji Zhuowu."

He nodded to Zong Yuan and smiled faintly: "But Ji Zhuowu seems to despise Kongtong - this is the third year of the trip, I heard that he hasn't come back yet."

When the two of them came closer, several people greeted them. Bai Fei stood up and saluted: "Good morning, Young Master."

"Hello, Mr. Bai."

Then he greeted: "Junior brother."

Cui Zijie raised his sword towards him: "Yes."

I walked over there and soon heard a low conversation.

"Young Master Xi is one year older than you, so you can't always speak arrogantly." "What a bad position you picked."

But soon these trivial whispers were drowned out, because a tsunami suddenly rose below.

At this moment, this high-rise building turned into a small boat in the ocean, with waves crashing up one after another. Everyone turned their heads and looked, and saw a large flying across the sword platform, with thick ink characters accompanying the roll call: " Pearl Water Pavilion Su Xingke, a decisive victory against Wujian Blessed Land Chi Longyun!"

Amid the cheers, Qing Yi's sword moved first, and it swiped towards the man opposite who slowly drew his sword.

"It turns out that he is already eight years old. What a gift." Nan Guannu said, "The talents of your family in recent years are really enviable."

Qi Mengchen did not answer. She folded her arms and leaned back, looking slightly nervously at the ring below.