Violent Dan Zun

 Chapter 6790 Li Hao

The confrontation between the two became fierce and exciting, and the disciples watched the duel intently. Although Li Hao tried hard to deal with it, he still seemed a little powerless under the Suzaku sword technique.

"Is this Chen Xuan's true strength?" The disciples were shocked when they saw the power of Chen Xuan's swordsmanship.

During the interplay of sword moves, Chen Xuan suddenly sheathed his sword and stopped attacking. He took a deep look at Li Hao and said with a smile: "Practice is not about competition, but about improving yourself."

Chen Xuan's words made Li Hao regretful. He understood Chen Xuan's intention. This competition was not about winning or losing, but a reminder and teaching. After the two looked at each other, Li Hao slowly put away his words. He picked up the wooden sword and saluted Chen Xuan.

 “Thank you for your advice.” Li Hao whispered, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

Chen Xuan smiled and nodded. He was not complacent about his victory.

At the edge of the Star Dragon Sect, several monks from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect suddenly appeared. They were wearing the characteristic clothing of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect. They had an arrogant temperament and an aura of confidence and arrogance in their steps.

These monks from the Blood Stripe Immortal Sect didn't seem to intend to hide their purpose. They had sharp eyes and stood at the border of the Star Dragon Sect, as if they were waiting for something.

Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Star Dragon Sect gathered around one after another. They were full of curiosity about the people of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect, and at the same time they were a little nervous. The Blood Pattern Immortal Sect was also a considerable force in the world of cultivation. With their arrogant character, , rarely appearing in other sects in person.

“It seems that people from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect are looking for trouble.” Some disciples whispered.

From the crowd of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect, a tall monk with a stern face walked out. He was wearing the iconic scarf of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect, and his eyes were like sharp blades as he scanned the surrounding Star Dragon Sect disciples.

"We are here to compete with your new disciples of the Star Dragon Sect." His voice was cold and arrogant, not hiding his confidence in his own strength at all.

When the disciples of the Star Dragon Sect heard these words, they felt a sense of displeasure in their hearts. The people of the Blood Mark Immortal Sect were arrogant and rude, and this attitude made them feel a little unhappy.

"The new disciples want to compete with you?" Someone couldn't help but question: "Our new disciples of Xinglong Sect should not be underestimated."

The people from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect glanced at the disciples of the Star Dragon Sect, with a sneer on their lips.

“We, the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect, do not need to lower our posture to deal with some new disciples who have just arrived.”

  Their voices were full of disdain and arrogance, as if they regarded the disciples of the Star Dragon Sect as insignificant existences.

“We don’t need to waste time talking nonsense with these people.” A slender, cold-eyed disciple of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect said impatiently.

 After saying that, he walked towards the group of disciples of Xinglong Sect. His movements were full of an arrogant attitude. He seemed not to take the monks of Xinglong Sect into consideration.

The disciples of the Star Dragon Sect were a little angry, but also a little embarrassed. Although they were dissatisfied with the people of the Blood Mark Immortal Sect, after all, they came from a large sect, and their own cultivation levels were quite different, so they did not dare to provoke them easily.

"It seems that this discussion may not be peaceful." An elder of the Star Dragon Sect frowned, with worry in his eyes.

The people of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect gradually moved toward the new disciples of the Star Dragon Sect. Their arrogance and self-confidence made the surrounding atmosphere tense and depressing.

The battle started on the edge of the Star Dragon Sect. Many disciples gathered in a circle and watched the disciples of the Blood Mark Immortal Sect and Star Dragon Sect compete. The disciples of the Blood Mark Immortal Sect looked disdainful, while the new disciples of the Star Dragon Sect led the way. With a hint of uneasiness and expectation, they knew that this competition would be a big test for them.

Among the people of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect, a slender young monk walked towards the new disciple of the Star Dragon Sect. He was wearing the characteristic clothing of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect and his eyes were sharp. It seemed that he didn't think anything would happen to this competition. challenge.

The new disciple of Xinglong Sect also stood still. He is a young monk. He holds the wooden sword tightly with both hands. His expression is a little nervous but firm. He is full of expectations for this sparring and hopes to show what he has learned, but he also Know how strong your opponent is.

The two faced each other on the sparring platform, and the atmosphere became tense. The monk from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect showed a sneer, while the disciple from the Star Dragon Sect had a serious look on his face, and his body was filled with spiritual energy.

In an instant, the young disciple of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect rushed towards the new disciple of the Star Dragon Sect like a gust of wind. The speed was surprising. The wooden sword in his hand turned into a silver light and streaked through the air like lightning.

The disciple of Xinglong Sect did not panic. He gritted his teeth and faced the opponent's attack. The two wooden swords clashed, and the sword energy flew, causing gusts of wind.

The young monk of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect showed superb swordsmanship. His attacks were fast and ruthless, and every swing of his sword was full of aggression. Although the new disciples of the Star Dragon Sect defended with all their strength, they were still passive. Defeat and retreat.

"He is too strong!" The onlookers of the Star Dragon Sect disciples were horrified. The people from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect showed strength far beyond their expectations. Their original support for the Star Dragon Sect disciples gradually turned to worry, because the people on the field were The situation is looking increasingly dire.

The young monk of the Blood Stripe Immortal Sect chuckled. His offensive continued to suppress his opponent like a storm. The new disciple of the Star Dragon Sect gradually fell into a desperate situation and was almost unable to withstand the opponent's strong attack.

"Hold on!" The elders of Star Dragon Sect looked anxiously. They knew that the result of this competition would have a great impact on the new disciple's confidence. They hoped that the new disciple could persevere, even though the situation seemed very unfavorable. .

However, in the end, the young monk from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect showed superior strength. His sword moves were fast and sharp, making it difficult for the new disciples of the Star Dragon Sect to attack for a long time. Finally, he was defeated by a sudden attack. .

When the disciples of the Star Dragon Sect saw this scene, their hearts were filled with disappointment and regret. The people of the Blood Mark Immortal Sect left proudly, while the disciples of the Star Dragon Sect were eclipsed. This competition was undoubtedly a heavy blow for them. of blow.

The young monks of the Blood Stripe Immortal Sect are not satisfied with their just victory. They are immersed in their own victory and continue to show their arrogance and arrogance on the edge of the Star Dragon Sect. The leading young monk was a slender young man with sharp eyes. He was holding a wooden sword, and the tip of the sword showed a cold light, as if exuding his own arrogance.

“It seems that the new disciples of the Star Dragon Sect are really vulnerable.” He said provocatively to his companions, his tone full of disdain and pride.

The young monks of the Blood Stripe Immortal Sect stood there as if they had occupied this area. Their ridicule and contempt were palpable. Some young Star Dragon Sect disciples were watching. Seeing this attitude, they couldn't help but feel excited in their hearts. A surge of anger.

"How can they be so arrogant?" A disciple of Xinglong Sect cursed in a low voice, with anger in his eyes.

The leading monk of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect looked around indifferently. Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a young Star Dragon Sect disciple.

 “You, come here.” He ordered in an arrogant tone, with a hint of provocation in his eyes.

The disciple of the Star Dragon Sect couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat when he heard this. He hesitated, but finally walked over and faced the eyes of the young monk of the Blood Stripe Immortal Sect.

"Come, let me see what you are capable of." The monk from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect proudly raised the wooden sword in his hand and motioned for the disciple of the Star Dragon Sect to come forward.

The disciple of the Star Dragon Sect looked at the other party, his heart full of pressure and nervousness. However, facing the provocation of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect, he still stepped forward and clenched the sword in his hand, showing his perseverance and strength.

In an instant, the monk from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect moved quickly and pounced on the new disciple of the Star Dragon Sect like a gust of wind. His attack speed was astonishingly fast, and the wooden sword in his hand turned into silver light and went straight towards the opponent.

Facing the opponent's attack, the new disciple of the Star Dragon Sect remained alert despite being nervous. He tried his best to avoid the opponent's attack, but the monk from the Blood Mark Immortal Sect's attack was so fierce that he was exhausted to deal with it.

“You’re not qualified yet!” The monk from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect said in a cold voice. His offensive became more and more fierce, as if he was deliberately humiliating the other party’s cultivation.

Anger surged in the heart of the new disciple of the Star Dragon Sect, but under the opponent's strong attack, he gradually fell into passivity. The monk from the Blood Mark Immortal Sect took the initiative and looked at his opponent's embarrassment with contempt.

When the onlookers around saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel a little angry. The arrogant and rude attitude of the disciples of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect was disgusting, but they crushed the new disciples of the Star Dragon Sect in terms of strength, leaving the Star Dragon Sect present. The disciple felt helpless and unwilling.

"That's enough!" An elder from the Star Dragon Sect finally couldn't help shouting loudly: "What you Blood Mark Immortal Sect people are doing is not honorable. This is not a discussion, it is just a demonstration."

The young monks of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect heard the elder's words, sneered, and put away the wooden sword in their hands: "We are just here to see the disciples here, there is no harm."

Although he said this, the ridicule and pride in his eyes could not be concealed. The disciples of the Star Dragon Sect were filled with disgust and dissatisfaction with the Blood Mark Immortal Sect.

The competition between the Star Dragon Sect and the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect began again, and the scene instantly became tense and fierce. The disciples of both sides showed off their own cultivation techniques and competed for the glory of victory.

A young disciple from the Star Dragon Sect appeared on the stage. He was strong and calm, holding a sword in his hand and his eyes were deep, showing his confidence and stability. Opposite him was a young monk from the Blood Pattern Sect. He also showed his arrogance and confidence.

The two faced each other on the playing field, and the atmosphere became extremely tense. The disciple of the Star Dragon Sect had firm eyes, and his swordsmanship was calm and powerful. Each sword contained a powerful momentum, while the young monk from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect He also showed no signs of weakness. He held a wooden sword in his hand, and his sword skills were sharp and whistling, showing his extraordinary skill.

The two clashed, with sword energy flying and sword light intersecting. The audience watched the competition intently. The disciples of the Star Dragon Sect had a slight advantage with their solid basic skills, but the young monks of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect were also unwilling to give in. Showing weakness, he attacks with blinding speed.

“This is a wonderful game!” The disciples onlookers exclaimed in admiration. They were attracted by this fierce duel, and the game in front of them made them feel extremely excited.

The competition became more and more intense. Although the disciples of the Star Dragon Sect had a slight advantage, the young monk from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect became more and more courageous as he fought. He gradually found his opponent's rhythm and used a sharper offensive.

"Don't lose to him!" The elders of the Star Dragon Sect looked anxiously. They were full of expectations for the disciples of the Star Dragon Sect. This game was of great significance to the Star Dragon Sect. They were eager to win. Let the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect see their strength.

Facing the opponent's fierce attack, the disciple of Xinglong Sect had sweat on his forehead, but his eyes remained firm. He did not dare to slack off at all, trying hard to maintain his condition and deal with the opponent's unpredictable offensive.

“This young man from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect is too strong!” The audience was also surprised. They did not expect that the monks from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect would be so outstanding, and they were full of expectations and curiosity about the results of the competition.

The competition continued, and the scene became extremely fierce. Between the two people's offense and defense, the sword light flickered like stars, and the sword energy flew. The scene was extremely exciting.

 “Come on!” the disciples of the Star Dragon Sect cheered for their fellow disciples. Although they knew that their opponents were superior, they still supported their teammates with confidence.

The young monk of the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect showed amazing potential in the competition. He became more courageous as he fought and seemed to have endless power.

Finally, in a confrontation, the young monk from the Blood Pattern Immortal Sect suddenly launched a fierce offensive. Facing the opponent's sword moves, the disciple of the Star Dragon Sect was unable to withstand the opponent's sword moves. He was hit by the opponent's sword and lost the game. .

The young monks of the Blood Stripe Immortal Sect left the competition venue triumphantly. Although the disciples of the Star Dragon Sect were disappointed, they also knew that this competition was a valuable experience for them.

 (End of this chapter)