"I lost?"

Feng Ming stared at the cold sword body before his throat, his mind was blank, and he was confused about everything in front of him.

"Yes, you lost!"

Qu Bingtong was browsing and looked proud. Although the meridians in her body were a little painful due to the extreme outbreak, the joy of victory suppressed all the pain.

"How is this possible?"

Feng Ming looked at Qu Bingtong blankly. In his opinion, the other party was just a slightly stronger opponent, but from the beginning he did not take the other party seriously.

Even the elders in the family were full of confidence in him. He couldn't figure out how he could lose?

"Bang..."

Qu Bingtong moved her wrist and gently patted Feng Ming's cheek.

"Young man, why? You can't afford to lose! Do you want to cry?"

Qu Bingtong returned the other party's words just now.

Feng Ming's handsome face suddenly turned red, and the arrogant look of the woman in front of him made him unable to help but grit his teeth, and turned around and left with a knife.

"Yanshan Qu Bingtong wins!"

The voices of disciples of Taixuan Sect sounded behind him, Qu Bingtong's head became more and more arrogant, and Feng Ming's back became smaller and smaller under her contrast.

Many of the onlookers below knew Feng Ming's identity and whispered at the moment. Although they deliberately lowered their voices, the mockery meaning seemed to be very clear to Feng Ming.

"Feng Ming, don't leave now!"

Above, Xue Ming, the true disciple of Tianji Peak, suddenly spoke faintly.

As the voices below calmed down, Feng Ming also stopped.

"Issue the token and Suo Fengming is an outer disciple of the Taixuan Sect. After the ceremony is over, we will officially join the master."

Xue Ming's cold voice spread throughout the audience, and an inner disciple immediately took out a token and handed it over. The disciples recruited through the disciple collection ceremony were generally people with high cultivation levels, and usually became inner disciples in a few years.

"ah!"

Feng Ming opened his mouth blankly and looked upwards, but saw his elder's face gloomy, and he even snorted coldly when he saw him.

"Senior Brother Feng, don't care. Even if it's not for your sake, Feng Ming is already qualified to get started."

Xue Ming explained with a faint smile, then looked at the two people in Yaoguang's lineage and said, "What? Don't you announce it yet?"

But Wei Lei and Hua Xiaofu suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to the rear.

"Elder Lu."

"Well, she is the girl with good potential you mentioned?"

A gentle and calm voice recalled.

However, a handsome middle-aged man with crystal-clear skin and snow-white hair appeared behind several people at some point.

"Elder Lu!"

People from other veins also stood up and bent down to salute.

Lu Yunxiao, the elder of the Yaoguang lineage, is the third in the Heavenly List, and has fought against those who have just entered the Taoist foundation!

"yes!"

Wei Lei nodded.

"When will she lose, then take her into the sect!"

Lu Yunxiao's eyes shone brightly, his body was flawless, and he spontaneously brought out a sense of ethereal Taoism, which is an external manifestation of his about to enter the Taoist foundation.

"yes!"

Off the stage, Qu Bingtong was staring at Feng Ming in a daze, but Chen Zi'ang had already stood up and yelled.

"What's going on? If you lose, you won, but you don't care. You are dependent on your relationship. If you go through the back door, we are not convinced! We are not convinced!"

Some onlookers also whispered, and some of them had no background even echoed loudly and started shouting.

"Why should Taixuan Sect accept disciples? Whoever wins and wins? All the talents, potential and background are comprehensively considered. If anyone wins, he will accept the disciples. Is that still called the ceremony of receiving disciples? It's just called the martial arts competition!"

Liu Shan from Tianxuan Peak above shouted suddenly, and the innate true energy poured into it and instantly suppressed all the noisy sounds.

"Whoever is dissatisfied can automatically withdraw from this ceremony of disciple collection. My Taixuan Sect will never try to keep it!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was quiet.

Chen Zi raised his eyebrows and was about to open his mouth again, but he saw Qu Bingtong's delicate body trembling slightly, her eyes flushed, and she was about to cry.

"Qu...Miss Qu, are you okay?"

Feng Ming opened his mouth and suddenly felt that the outer door certificate in his hand was a bit hot, and there was a complex look in his eyes when he looked at Qu Bingtong.

"I'm fine!"

Qu Bingtong sniffed, suddenly turned over and jumped off the ring, wiping her sleeve in front of her eyes, and ran out of the field with a sword.

"Miss Qu!"

Feng Ming stretched out his hand, but he heard the voice of his elder Feng Lian in his ears.

"When I go down the mountain and come to my residence, I'm really useless!"

His body stiffened and his head hung.

Tianquan Peak, in the bamboo building at the foot of the mountain.

"Since they don't accept you, we will hit them! Don't worry, with me, even if they don't accept you, you will not be weaker than those who worshipped in the mountain gate!"

Chen Zi'ang's voice rarely brought out a trace of anger.

"Um!"

At this time, Qu Bingtong also came to her senses and nodded fiercely.

"Tomorrow, your opponent's ancestor was an outer disciple of the Vajra Sect. Later, he moved to Qingzhou and revised the Taixuan Sect's martial arts. But his martial arts were the path of the stern and yang, and his weapon was an angry Vajra Ming Wang pestle with twelve twelve twelve twelve twelve twelve twelve twisted twigs of the four sides!"

Chen Zi'ang had a big hand, and a golden vajra that was taller than a person appeared in his hand.

"I am best at this kind of weapon. I will definitely win you cleanly tomorrow!"

After saying that, Chen Zi'ang suddenly laughed loudly, his heroic spirit was revealed, and the vajra was like holding in the hands of the angry Vajra, smashing it down with anger to tear the world!

The next day, dark clouds covered the earth, without wind, and drizzle.

"Yanshan Qu Bingtong, please give me some advice!"

"Fengnan Yanhu, please give me some advice!"

"Bang!"

The vajra suddenly cracked, and the hard stone platform suddenly cracked, with a rough shape, and the mighty vajra with a strong and evil spirit was already hitting Qu Bingtong.

Before the weapons arrived, the strong wind was already blowing in the drizzle. The low sound of wind and thunder sounded faintly under the vajra. Combined with Yan Hu's strong body, a fierce and violent feeling came to his face.

"kill!"

Qu Bingtong narrowed her eyes and thrust her long sword forward, and there was a faint murderous aura in her sword body.

The sword body broke through the layers of rain curtains, and lightly pointed it on the pestle body. The body soared with the force, and the sword shadow flew, like an exquisite flying swallow, attacking from all directions.

The vajra opened and closed, with great power, but under the agile attack of the flying swallow, the movements gradually became dull.

Qu Bingtong's every blow was just right, just in the weak point of Yan Hu's slap. His agile body movement was even more twitching under the crazy vajra. It seemed thrilling, but it never hurt at all.

And the mighty Yan Hu was like a flying insect falling into a spider web. Although he struggled desperately with his strong true energy, he finally arrived powerlessly!

"Yanshan sent Qu Bingtong to win!"

"Fengnan Yanhu is taken back to his disciples!"

"Grass!"
Chapter completed!