As always (10,000 words)

"Zi Yan, do you want to play next?" Xiao Yan turned to look at Zi Yan and asked with a smile.

Zi Yan gave Xiao Yan a speechless look and said, "I don't want it. What's the fun in this kind of children's slapstick game? It's better if you ask the master of the North Pavilion to come."

Hearing Zi Yan's name, Fei Tian's eyes flashed with a hint of evil. How could he, the majestic master of the North Pavilion, be looked down upon by such a little girl?! He was an Eight-Star Douzong, and Zi Yan was only a Three-Star Douzong. How could he be like this?

Ignore him!

"Humph." Fei Tian suddenly snorted coldly.

Xiao Yan smiled, looked at Fei Tian and said, "Master of the North Pavilion, your cultivation level does not mean everything."

Tang Ying narrowed his eyes, and Xiao Yan responded to Fei Tian with his own words, which also secretly slapped him in the face, as if to say: Who can't leapfrog?

Lord Lei stood up slowly and took a deep look at the young-looking Lord Tianhuo next to Xiao Yan. For their Dou Zun, Dou Zun was the only one he could really take seriously.

"Now that everyone is here, today is a good day for our Fenglei Pavilion to hold the Sifang Pavilion Conference. Thank you for coming to Leishan to support our Fenglei Pavilion. However, everyone must know the rules of our Fenglei Pavilion. I hope that there will be no

Something happened to disturb the conference." Venerable Lei's faint voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the entire Thunder Mountain, and there was a bit of thunder in his voice. Some people with weaker strength would almost involuntarily have subtle symptoms in their bodies.

trembling.

Venerable Lei's words were full of domineering meaning, just like the thunder, strong and brooking no refutation. Although these words may not be very popular, under his terrifying strength, the whole audience was also

No one spoke up to object. The terrifying intimidation of the strong Dou Zun was truly extraordinary.

After taking a deep look at Xiao Yan, and seeing that there was no objection from the Yan League, Lord Lei nodded slightly, waved his hand, and a crisp chime sounded loudly again.

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"This year's Sifang Pavilion Conference, the participants, including the four disciples of Sifang Pavilion, totaled fifty-two and fifty-four people in total. The old rules continued, starting with a melee until there were only eight people left in the final field.

Now, all contestants, please enter." When the bell rang, Venerable Lei's voice also rang out again, and he even specifically included the two people from the Yan Alliance.

After all, the Sifang Pavilion Conference originally had a trial, but since the two people from the Yan League had reached Douzong, the trial was of little significance.

As soon as Venerable Lei's voice fell, there was a sound of breaking wind that resounded across the square. Immediately, young figures flashed in one after another, and finally walked in scattered directions around the square, all on guard against each other.

The appearance of these people immediately heated up the conference. These people were all young geniuses from various families or sects in Zhongzhou.

It's just that the strongest of these people are only Eight-Star Dou Huang, and none of them can reach Dou Zong.

This is also true. A twenty-year-old Dou Huang is easy to find, but a thirty-year-old Dou Zong is hard to find. Geniuses are also divided into strong and weak ones, but after reaching the level of Dou Huang, the gap in talent begins to widen, let alone

He said he wanted to break through to Douzong.

Deafening cheers surged from the top of the mountain like an overwhelming force, and immediately shot straight into the sky. Even the distant dark clouds became turbulent because of this.

What surprised Xiao Yan was that Lin Yan, whom he had met in the inner courtyard of Canaan College, was among the fifty people and waved to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan estimated that Lin Yan had had some adventures over the years, and now he had actually reached the level of Dou Huang. Although he was only a low-level Dou Huang, his speed had increased significantly.

"Go ahead, don't insult Wanjiange's swordsmanship." Master Jian said softly.

Tang Ying nodded and walked into the arena.

"I heard that you and Nalan Yanran once fought against each other?" Venerable Huang Quan asked.

Hearing this, Wang Chen sneered and said: "If Xiao Yan hadn't appeared, Nalan Yanran wouldn't have been able to make three moves. Even if she reaches Douzong now, she will only be defeated by me."

Wang Chen sneered. He was also very dissatisfied with Xiao Yan's arrogant attitude. He immediately received a nod from his master and flew into the field.

Instead, Lord Feng glanced at Xiao Yan. For some reason, he always felt a familiar feeling on Xiao Yan.

"Master, I'll go and come back." Mu Qingluan just said softly, learning how to be as indifferent as Master Feng.

"Well, go give it a try. Don't worry too much about the outcome." Master Feng said with a gentle wave of his hand.

As the contestants entered, Mu Qingluan, Tang Ying, and Wang Chen who were sitting on the seats also moved and fell lightly into the square. As soon as these three people entered the arena, they were surrounded by cheers.

There was an empty circle. Everyone present knew the strength of these three people, so naturally they would not automatically send them to their door.

At this time, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged on the forehead of the Youhai Jiao Beast, looked at Nalan Yanran and said lightly: "Don't let me get knocked off the stage in the first round."

Nalan Yanran ignored Xiao Yan, turned her head, and entered the field with the Yunsha Black Sword in her arms. She also wanted to know how far apart she was from geniuses like Zhongzhou when their cultivation levels were the same.

"Master Xiao Yan, please wait for Qinglin for a moment." Qinglin bowed slightly and smiled at Xiao Yan.

Originally, with Qing Lin's temperament, she didn't like to do such public things, but since Xiao Yan mentioned it, Qing Lin would naturally take away the victory in this competition.

"Well, remember to be merciful and don't beat people to death." Xiao Yan did not doubt Qinglin's strength at all.

In terms of combat power and potential, Zi Yan had some difficulty facing the weird green snake with three-flowered pupils and countless snake slaves, even the power of Taixu Ancient Dragon.

It’s just that Qing Lin’s temperament has always been relatively indifferent and he doesn’t like to take action. Otherwise, the green snake’s three-flowered pupils may have resounded throughout the entire outer reaches of Zhongzhou.

Seeing Qing Lin's appearance, even Venerable Lei couldn't help but his eyes became solemn. The former Blue-Eyed Snake Saint had the Blue Snake's Three Flower Pupils.

At this time, Lei Po, the master of the South Pavilion on the side, whispered: "Your Majesty, I think we can tell the news about the appearance of the Green Snake and the Three Flower Pupils to the Nine Netherworld Python Clan in the Beast Realm. I believe they will not.

I hope the Blue Snake and Three Flower Eyes will become stronger."

Hearing this, Venerable Lei's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he nodded with a smile.

The Green Snake with Three Flower Eyes can control the Snake Clan. How could this powerful ability not alert the Nine Netherworld Python Clan as the overlord of the Snake Clan?

Chirp! Just after Qing Lin entered the scene, a clear chirp of a crane suddenly sounded in the sky. Immediately, the colorful giant crane fluttered its wings from the top of the mountain, and a beautiful silhouette touched the giant crane's back with its toes.

It just swept down and landed softly in the square without making any sound.

When he looked around, he saw that it was Feng Qing'er, whose noble temperament was unparalleled by anyone.

When Feng Qing'er appeared on the stage, the atmosphere outside the court immediately became high. Everyone knew that this woman had the highest victory rate in this Sifang Pavilion Conference, if the Yan League was not included.

Even now, the cultivation levels of Tang Ying and the others are just newbies to the Douzong, but the momentum that Feng Qing'er burst out turned out to be that of a one-star peak Douzong!

"This girl does have her arrogance, and her cultivation speed is not slow." Xiao Yan also looked at Feng Qing'er. Xiao Yan had briefly fought with her, but only a few months later, he had reached a level of

The peak star Douzong is not far from the second star.

"This person." At this time, Zi Yan looked at Feng Qing'er with a frown.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yan asked.

"I don't know, I always feel weird. There is a kind of treasure on her body that shields her. I can't see what her true identity is. I just feel weird and can't explain it." Zi Yan shook her head.

Xiao Yan could also tell that Feng Qing'er was a magical beast, but the specific kind of magical beast was blocked and could not be seen clearly.

Sensing that Xiao Yan was looking at her, Feng Qing'er also looked at Xiao Yan on the Nether Sea Dragon Beast. The two people's eyes immediately met, and the smell of gunpowder was strong for a while.

It is well known that Xiao Yan secretly learned about San Qian Lei Dong.

This melee was said to be a melee, and eight people were selected, but in fact only two were selected, because whether it was the four disciples of Sifang Pavilion, or Nalan Yanran and Qing Lin, they had all reached Douzong. How could it be possible?

Someone dares to take action against them.

Therefore, six of the top eight spots have already been locked in.

The melee seemed exciting to the audience. The Eight Immortals crossing the sea each showed their magical powers, various fighting skills, and body movements were dazzling. But for a person of Xiao Yan's level, it was a bit boring.

Xiao Yan simply took out some ancient books on medicinal materials and read them to improve his knowledge on medicinal materials.

Soon, the so-called melee was to select the top eight. In addition to Sifang Pavilion and Yanmeng, they were the geniuses of the two families. They were all of the strength of the Eight-Star Dou Huang. Lin Yan was originally a stupid young man.

They came to the conference and were naturally defeated and eliminated.

No one will be surprised by this result, because everyone understands that even the two selected people are just cannon fodder. The real highlight is Sifang Pavilion and Yanmeng, or more accurately, Yanmeng and Fenglei Pavilion!

"The remaining eight people do not need to draw lots. You can choose your opponents by yourself. If you are chosen by multiple people, the challenger can reverse the choice." Venerable Lei waved his hand, because this conference does not need runner-up or third runner-up, only the strongest one needs to be selected.

That’s it.

Originally, this Sifang Pavilion Conference was held by Sifang Pavilion to see the strength gap between his talented disciples.

"This time is wonderful. Who do you think the two Yanmen will choose?"

"It's hard to say, Nalan Yanran is very strong, but her opponents are those four people after all, and I haven't heard much about that green-haired woman."

"I know this. I heard that the green-haired woman was once the saint of the Snake Mansion that day. I heard that she had the legendary green snake and three-flowered pupils!"

"Blue Snake and Three Flowered Eyes!!"

Suddenly, the news that Qinglin had green snake and three-flowered pupils spread unknowingly, causing a heated discussion.

However, a scene that surprised everyone shocked the audience again.

Zheng! The sound of a sword sounded, and several people in the field showed a hint of surprise, including Tang Ying and Wang Chen, because the two of them originally thought that they would be chosen by that person.

At this time, Feng Qing'er's beautiful eyes were staring forward, but the corners of her lips slowly raised a slight arc, faintly revealing a hint of coldness and arrogance. There were not many people in this world who dared to point a sword at themselves.

Even Qing Lin on the side was a little surprised that Nalan Yanran would challenge Feng Qing'er???

"Interesting, I originally thought that woman would challenge Tang Ying or Wang Chen." Lord Jian smiled slightly. It would be normal if Nalan Yanran challenged Tang Ying, who also used a sword, or it would be understandable if she challenged Wang Chen, who had fought against him before.

, but it’s a bit strange to challenge Feng Qing’er.

Because everyone thought it would be Qing Lin challenging Feng Qing'er!

Nalan Yanran didn't know why, but she felt like she wanted to challenge her!

But!!! Something unexpected happened again!!!

"Xiao Yan, do you dare to come down and fight!" Feng Qing'er raised her head and looked at Xiao Yan, her voice filled with fighting spirit spread throughout the East Pavilion!
To be continued...