Updated: 2013-04-13

Turning his head and sweeping over Jian Ce, Xue Liran frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart. Gradually, he touched the realm of the sixth-level sword king, making his sense of induction in the path of swordsmanship extremely sharp. This disciple of Changyun Sect was injured and weak at this moment, but this weakness seemed not entirely due to injuries and losses, but a reduction in his own realm... Could it be that he used some kind of secret technique, and did not hesitate to damage the realm of the swordsmanship, and burst out with extremely powerful power?

But at this moment, he didn't have time to think about it anymore. He mentioned Xunliang and turned around and left directly, "In this battle, Xunliang admitted defeat."

The space of the Trial Valley is extremely quiet, which makes this sentence particularly loud and clearly spread to the ears of monks from all sides, awakening them from the initial shock. The fourth-level swordsman cultivator can defeat the powerful sword sect. Such a subversive thing would be hard to believe if he had not seen it with his own eyes!

But this is the case. The Four Seasons Sect Xunliang was defeated, and Changyun Sect continued to win! The two sects competed in two consecutive disciples, and the Four Seasons disciples were seriously injured... Could it be that Changyun Sect really wanted to lose all the disciples who fought in the Four Seasons today as Tao Li said?

Fu Bao, Changchun and Biyue sects had a serious expression and were filled with gratitude. Fortunately, the Four Seasons Sect who fought with Changyun Sect today. If they were their disciples, the fate would be even more miserable. But in this blessing, there were many unwillingness and helplessness. The appearance of the sixth-level spirit king in Changyun Sect was already a powerful existence that broke the balance, but the disciples of the sect were extremely powerful and talented. If nothing unexpected happens, all the sects will be suppressed for more than ten years or even longer periods in the future!

The Four Seasons Sect was originally the only one who was qualified to compete with Changyun Sect, but today the disciples of the sect competed with each other and lost one after another. If they lost completely, they would definitely reduce the reputation of the sect, becoming a stepping stone in the rise of Changyun Sect, and highlighting its greater reputation!

Today, Tao Zhan, the Spirit King-level rank, personally brought out five hidden abyss demon birds, which made many famous disciples emerge in the sect competition. The primary purpose of washing away the shame in front of the sect is, but the most important thing is to use this opportunity to completely step on the Four Seasons City and become the strongest sect in the surrounding thousands of miles away!

Whoever can occupy the name of the strongest sect can have stronger appeal, attract more powerful cultivators to join, recruit more disciples, and cause the sect's strength to skyrocket rapidly, gradually widening the strength gap with each sect, and completely establishing the position of overlord!

From this perspective, this sect competition has become more and more important! Most of the people who can become monks are not pure benzene. Maybe they didn’t think too much at first, but as things progress, it is not difficult to notice the deep meaning of this. Many eyes look at the wooden platform where Changyun Sect is located, and they unconsciously express awe.

"The disciples were defeated and failed to maintain the majesty of the sect. Please punish the sect leader!" Xunliang struggled to salute, and the wounds on his body gushed again, dripping on the wooden platform, scarlet and dazzling.

Liu Biancheng waved his sleeves, pulled him up with a gentle force, and said in a deep voice: "You have tried your best to protect yourself, so don't think too much, hurry up and recuperate your injuries."

Xunliang bowed, "Disciple wants to stay here."

Liu Biancheng was slightly stunned, then he understood his thoughts, paused for a moment or nodded slowly.

Xunliang bowed again, turned around and retreated aside. He had a final collision with Jian Ce, and the collapsed sword light tore his body apart countless terrifying wounds. Xue Liran took action only to suppress his injuries for the time being and no longer worsened. However, every minute of his movement would affect the injuries in his body. The tide-like pain continued to impact his will, making his face gradually pale.

After breaking through the fifth-level Sword Sect, he thought that in this sect competition, he could maintain the majesty of the Four Seasons Sect and preserve the glory left by Junior Brother Mo Yu.

But now, he has lost...

In the sleeves of the robe, Xunliang clenched his fists. The slight force action made some wounds on his body crack again, and the smell of blood all over his body was even heavier.

"Junior brother, don't worry, even if you can no longer fight, I'm still there." Xun Zhao suddenly spoke beside him, his face was extremely calm, "I will do my best to protect the majesty of the sect and the glory of Junior Brother Mo Yu."

Xunliang paused slightly. Because he understood the persistence in his heart, he knew that Xun Zhao had made a decision in his heart, so he could not persuade him in a few words, but said, "Senior Brother, be careful."

Xun Zhao nodded and took a step respectfully to salute, "Teacher."

Liu Biancheng frowned slightly. This time, Changyun Sect was prepared and secretly did not know what kind of power was hidden. Even Xun Zhao might encounter danger. But looking at his calm face and feeling the firmness hidden under this calmness, Liu Biancheng hesitated and nodded slightly. But in the end he was not very relieved of this disciple who was gentle and tolerant on the surface, but extremely proud and affectionate in his bones. He continued to instruct, "Remember, although victory or defeat is serious, it is far less than your life."

Xun Zhao's heart was slightly warm, and he bowed his hands to say yes, but the persistence in his heart was a little heavier.

He grew up in the sect since he was a child, and the sect was his family. He didn't have to think about the so-called sect glory as my glory, because these have long been integrated into his bloodline. In addition to the reason of Junior Brother Mo Yu, how could he allow Changyun Sect to show off his power here?

Maybe he may not be able to win today, but he will have to fight before he can know.

He turned around, walked to the edge of the wooden platform, and stepped out one step below his feet, and layers of blue water waves suddenly appeared in the space below his feet. The second step fell and the ripples started, and the ripples formed by the first step had disappeared.

Walking in the air, he seemed to be walking on the lake, quiet and breathless. The fluctuations of the Yuan power emitted were only within one meter of his body. Simple means have shown that his cultivation level in the Great Spirit Infant Realm and his mastery of the Yuan power of heaven and earth was even more accurate to an unimaginable state.

After dozens of steps in succession, Xun Zhao fell on the stone platform, calmly bowed and said, "Siji Sect, Xun Zhao."

His voice fell, and a cheer suddenly sounded from the audience!

"Good means!"

"The control of the Yuan power of heaven and earth is so accurate that it is not something that ordinary cultivators in the Great Spirit Infant Realm can do. Xun Zhao's cultivation is definitely not inferior to that honor!"

"Another powerful fifth-level disciple, the Four Seasons Sect has a profound foundation and is unimaginable. Although Changyun Sect has performed well, it is still difficult to decide if the winner is not the end today!"

"The battle between the disciples of the two sects is more exciting than the previous sect competition!"

The Four Seasons Sect suffered two consecutive defeats, and the reputation of the sect has been greatly affected, and the morale of the sect has fallen to the bottom. Xun Zhao did not like to show off, but he had to restore the majesty of some sects in this way and revitalize the confidence of the sect disciples.

"Senior Brother Xun Zhao will win!"

"The Four Seasons Sect will win!"

"Come on, senior brother!"

Many disciples of the sects swept away their decadent faces, and they shouted again, their eyes full of excitement and expectation.

Xun Zhao is the most prestigious among all the disciples of the Four Seasons Sect. Not only because he is generous and gentle, he has given many guidance to many disciples of the sect, but more because of his amazing talents and absolutely powerful cultivation.

Before Mo Yu appeared, he was already the most unquestionable strongest among the disciples of the sect. Even if Tianfafeng Xunliang was, he believed that he was not his opponent. No one knew how strong Xun Zhao's cultivation was. Now that he broke through to the Great Spirit Infant Realm, his cultivation must be even more terrifying! Therefore, in the hearts of all the disciples of the Four Seasons, he was the person who was most likely to provoke the Changyun Sect and restore the majesty of the sect! Only he could use this simplest way to regain their confidence!

Hearing the cheers behind him, Xun Zhao's expression became calmer, but his heart gradually became tense. Because he understood that this method could temporarily revitalize the morale of the sect and make the monks from all sides regain their awe, but it was based on his necessity to win. If he lost, the sect would revitalize the morale and would completely collapse... More importantly, the sect had no disciples and could continue to fight behind him.

So he can't defeat!

Xun Zhao looked at his opponent and suddenly said, "You are very strong, but defeating Junior Brother Xunliang has exhausted all your means, so you are not my opponent. You did not continue to attack Junior Brother Xunliang in the end, so I will give you the opportunity to give in."

Jian Ce hesitated for a moment, and he turned around and left. As Xun Zhao said, all his strength had been exhausted, and the reason why he could still stand was to rely on his strong body to support him. But even though his body was strong, after suffering severe injuries, the pain in his movements would not be reduced at all, so his speed was very slow. But at such a slow speed, until he reached the edge of the stone platform, no monk was greeted by Changyun Sect.

Feeling this sorting and indifference, the cultivators around him were slightly stunned. For some reason, the Changyun Sect treated a true disciple who had just fought to fight to win the sect with such an attitude. But soon, the cultivator was thinking about what Xun Zhao said just now, and his body couldn't help but froze slightly, and his eyes were shaking. If this was true, Changyun Sect... actually wanted to lose all the outstanding disciples of the Four Seasons Sect here!

Standing on the edge of the four or five meters high stone platform, Jian Ce frowned slightly. After confirming that no one would come to pick him up, he jumped down without hesitation for too long. With a "pop", his feet fell to the ground. This impact on weekdays was not enough to cause any damage to him. At this moment, it could affect most of the injuries in his body, making the wound that barely tense and not continue to bleed open again. The red blood on his robe was growing. The intense pain made his face turn white and no bloody.

After shaking his body, Jian Ce did not fall down. He gasped for a few breaths and walked forward, but the ground below was stained with blood. Under the eyes of monks from all sides, he walked step by step to the wooden platform, walked up the steps, and then bowed. Behind him, drops of scarlet blood were connected into a blood-colored road. He returned silently along this bloody road, and he was greeted by countless puzzled, cold and angry eyes.

Tao Li's face was gloomy. Looking at his bloody appearance, his eyebrows were covered in coldness, "Why?"
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