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Two single spirit roots appeared one after another, and the crowd became restless, scrambling to surround them, discussing in low voices from time to time, and suddenly a voice interrupted them.

"Head of Tianyan Sect, Immortal Venerable, all elders are here."

Everyone's attention was attracted at once, and the spiritual pressure around them suddenly increased, and everyone began to feel dizzy, and they supported each other to stand still.

Is this the suppression of the realm?Rong Huo looked up at the group of people on the stage, and easily found Xue Huai among them.

Xue Huai was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, with a tall and slender figure, cool and handsome facial features, cold eyes, and a fairy-like bone in his body, with a breeze like the moon.

Xue Huai, who was just here to go through a process, had no intention of accepting apprentices, suddenly noticed a scorching gaze on him. He looked around the audience, and soon found the source of this gaze.

It was the red-clothed boy whom I had just seen not long ago. Standing in the center of the crowd, he was tall and tall, with fluttering robes.

The wind blew up the veil under the young man's bamboo hat, revealing the slightly curved corners of the young man's mouth, and he saw the young man mouthing to him word by word: "I'm here to find you, Immortal Venerable."

Xue Huai paused, squinted his eyes and looked at the young people in the audience, but he still hasn't given up?

Seeing that Xue Huai's expression was different, the elder beside him asked concerned: "Is there something wrong with the Immortal?"

"It's nothing." After saying that, Xue Huai looked away.

Bai Yu was very excited when he saw Langhua Immortal Venerable, and said loudly: "Langhua Immortal Venerable, my name is Bai Yu, and I am only a water spirit root. Please accept me as a disciple."

Xue Huai looked at the source of the sound and said coldly, "No."

"Why, I have good aptitude and talent, why didn't the Immortal Venerable accept me as an apprentice?" Bai Yu asked in confusion, but was rejected in public, his face was extremely ugly.

Bai Yu looked at the immortal on the stage in disbelief, saw that his eyes seemed to be looking at a certain place intentionally or unintentionally, looked in the direction of his line of sight suspiciously, and found that it was the direction where the man in red was standing. The anger was instantly ignited.

Bai Yu clenched her teeth secretly: "Could it be that the Immortal Venerable wants to take that person in red with a bamboo hat on his head as his apprentice?"

After speaking, he walked towards Rong Huo quickly, stretching out his hand to lift the veil to see the person's appearance, before his hand touched the veil, he was swung away by a sword aura, and a bloodstain instantly appeared on the back of his hand.

Bai Yu was beaten back a few steps, and looked at the immortal who teleported here from the stage in disbelief.

"Don't move." Xue Huai stared at Bai Yu as if he was looking at a dead object, and said in a calm voice: "Tian Yanzong is not allowed to make trouble."

Bai Yu was stunned by the dark eyes and the sudden oppression, and her hands began to tremble continuously. The Langhua Immortal in front of him seemed to have suddenly changed into another person. He was still a cold and indifferent Immortal just now. Turning into a life-threatening evil spirit makes people fear from the bottom of their hearts.

After looking sideways at Rong Huo, Xue Huai retracted his gaze, turned around and was about to leave.

"Immortal Venerable..." Rong Huo pulled Xue Huai's sleeve, and looked at him expectantly, "Just now I found out that it is a fire spirit root, can the Immortal Venerable accept me as a disciple?"

"Wait a minute..." Bai Yu's face was pale, she raised her hand to cover the bleeding wound, her voice was a little trembling, and she said forcefully, "Why don't you let me compete with this fellow Taoist, as long as he wins me, I will be convinced out."

Xue Huai's eyes darkened instantly, he looked sideways at Bai Yu, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the sword in his hand began to clank.

Feeling the sudden surge of pressure, Bai Yu clenched her molars tightly, her back bent slightly unbearably, and she suppressed the blood rushing up her throat.

Bai Yu raised his head and looked at the people around him. Everyone looked normal, and they didn't seem to be suppressed by the realm. They all stared at him with eyes watching the show, and there were also three or two groups of people sticking together and leaning over their ears. I don't know what they were discussing. It is full of cramps.

The hands hanging on both sides were clenched into fists, and everyone's eyes stabbed at him like a sharp arrow. Anger and unwillingness welled up in their hearts. They looked at Rong Huo and Xue Huai gloomyly, with a sneer on their faces.

Seeing that Xue Huai's breath became more and more condensed, the atmosphere between him and Bai Yu was a bit tense, and the people around were talking louder and louder, and finally someone couldn't help but raised his voice: "Yes, I'll see you after a little competition." True chapter."

"Support the competition, it's fairer!"

"Yes, yes, show your own ability, and whoever loses will quit. This is the model of the Tianyan Sect. It's not a trifle."

Many people began to join in, showing anticipation on their faces, waiting to see the good show. The two single-line spiritual roots have good talents. If the two fight, the scene will definitely be very exciting.

Seeing that everyone's comments started to fall in his direction, Bai Yu raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and glanced at Rong Zuo, with a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

He already knew that he was a single-line water spirit root. When he was still young, his family had arranged for a master to teach him how to cultivate immortality. Now that he has reached the seventh level of Qi training, he wants to see how this young man can beat him.

Seeing Bai Yu's malicious eyes, Rong Huo lowered his eyes, knowing that this competition is inevitable, and calculated the possibility of himself winning.

[The host should be careful, Bai Yu has no good intentions. ] System output channel.

【Um...】

Rong Huo was silent for a moment, and under the cover of the wide sleeves, the little finger lightly hooked Xue Huai's palm, a slight itchiness spread in Xue Huai's palm, Xue Huai was startled for a moment.

The condensed breath around him froze, Xue Huai lowered his eyes to look at Rong Huo, the young man's face hidden under the veil was faintly visible, and he couldn't see clearly the expression on his face, he heard the young man say with a smile: "Immortal Venerable, wait I."

After finishing speaking, the young man withdrew his hand, pretended nothing happened, looked at Bai Yu, and said softly: "In that case, please."

Rong Huo slightly nodded at Bai Yu and walked towards the competition stage together with Bai Yu. Everyone's eyes were focused on the competition stage at once.

The gust of wind blew and rolled up the dead leaves all over the sky.

The crimson clothes were billowing endlessly in the gust of wind, Rong Huo lightly took off the bamboo hat, and her ink-like long hair was only tied with a thin hairband, blown up by the wind and floating in the air.

Glass-like eyes scanned the rows of swords in front of him, and then his eyes fell on one of them. His slender and pale hands gently pulled out a sword similar to Xue Huai's.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he raised the sword in his hand, and blinked at Xue Huai.Xue Huaijing stood not far away, staring fixedly at the young man on the competition stage, with a calm expression on his face, exuding an aura of aloofness, aloofness and contempt for the world.

Suddenly there was a gasp in the surroundings, and he looked at the young man on the stage with a dazed expression, unable to move his eyes away, a flash of surprise flashed in Bai Yu's eyes, then he turned his eyes coldly, and a ruthless look flashed across his face.

Bai Yu smiled slightly at Rong Huo, looked straight into Rong Huo's eyes, raised his hand in salute, and said with a light smile, "Friend Daoist, please."

Swah——

The two swords were drawn out of their sheaths, and the sword energy was overwhelming, and the world was filled with chilling intent instantly.

Bai Yu held up a sword formula with his left hand, and the tip of the sword pierced towards Rong Huo like a broken bamboo.Rong Huo frowned slightly, quickly bent down and dodged the sword, this Bai Yu's sword was extremely ruthless, approaching the door of life, as if to kill him.

Rong Huo was as light as a swallow, he raised his sword, and struck Bai Yu like a swimming dragon. Although he didn't have the blessing of demon power, he had lived in the deep mountains for many years, and he had practiced agility from hunting all year round.

Coping with Bai Yu with ease, it only took half a stick of incense, Bai Yu was already feeling tired, took a deep breath, he walked around Rong Zhuo, his feet shifted, walked faster and faster, trying to find Rong Zhuo flaws.

Rong Huo calmly stood there, waiting for Bai Yu to make a move.

Bai Yu suddenly opened her eyes wide, raised her breath and jumped up, holding the sword and hitting Rong Huo's spine from top to bottom.But Rong Huo seemed to have expected the other party's move, and with a sideways dodge, the sword turned and pointed directly at Bai Yu's throat.

The cold light flickered, and a burst of anger gushed out from Bai Yu's heart. He raised the corners of his lips and sneered, moved his fingers slightly, and a bell appeared instantly.The bell was so small that he held it between his fingers, and it was difficult to detect its existence unless he was close to him.

[Host beware! 】The system suddenly shouted anxiously.

As soon as the words were finished, Bai Yu flashed the sword sideways, waving his fingers lightly, and an extremely small voice sounded.Rong Huo's eyes immediately became a little dull, and his attacking movements slowed down.

Seeing this, Bai Yu's eyes flashed with joy, and with a palm, he forced Rong Huo back a few steps.

Xue Huai's face changed slightly, his feet moved slightly, and he frowned and looked at the young man on the stage. He suppressed the feeling of irritability in his heart, and his whole body exuded air-conditioning.

Rong Huo, who was repelled, just raised his head in a daze, and hesitantly swung his sword at Song Siming again. After several rounds, he gradually lost the wind.

Everyone took a deep breath, originally Rong Huo was slightly better than Bai Yu, but suddenly turned into Bai Yu to control the audience.

"Bai Yu is so powerful, this is going to turn defeat into victory."

"Brother Bai is really outstanding and talented."

"From now on, I will follow Brother Bai."

With the passage of time, Rong Huo's originally dark eyes had become a little dim at this time, he pressed his lips tightly, and the hand holding the sword was tight and white, the system sounded an alarm in his mind, shouting eagerly To be confused.

At the same time, Rong Huo is falling into an unknown space, which is full of people, these people have dull eyes, wandering back and forth like wandering spirits.

Rong looked at it suspiciously, and kept patrolling the surroundings, surrounded by endless white, it seemed that there was no edge, and he couldn't find the direction to go out.

Just now when he was competing with Bai Yu, he seemed to hear a slight sound of a bell, and when he came back to his senses, he appeared here, his confused eyes turned cold, and he stood in front of him vigilantly holding a sword.

All of a sudden, everyone stopped in their tracks, opened their mouths wide and roared, their stiff heads swung from side to side, and their pure white eyes kept looking around.

Soon, they seemed to have found their target, and they all rushed towards Rong Huo, making unknown noises from their mouths.

As the group of people kept approaching, Rong Huo's head began to ache, his eyes gradually blurred, and the figure in front of him was shaking constantly, Rong Huo bit his lip tightly to stay awake.

The group of people got closer and closer, their bodies stiffened and they raised their hands to pinch Rong Zhuo's neck. Some of them crawled on the ground, their long gray nails scratching the ground and creaking.

The voice was harsh and unpleasant, like the sound of a demon dragging Rong Huo into a nightmare, his sanity gradually became lax, and his eyelids dropped heavily.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp tingling sensation from my neck, and the cold touch woke up Rong Huo's drowsy head. Anger burned in his eyes, he raised his head suddenly, and raised his hand to stab the group of people. The tip of the sword sank into the chest of one of them.