Chapter 100 Uninvited Guest

When they walked out of the Lingwu Hall, several brothers and sisters from the same sect were silent to each other.

After the master announced the quota, they are no longer a simple relationship between brothers and sisters, and there is competition and conflict of interest between them.

"Only ten days..."

Feng Yinyue clenched her hands tightly, trembling slightly, and glanced at Nangong Fan and Yang Qingshan beside her.

Nangong Fan and Yang Qingshan have reached the eighth-level and eighth-level peaks respectively. If nothing else, the remaining two places should belong to them.

As for Feng Yinyue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei, their cultivation bases all stayed at the seventh-level peak.

Zhao Feng had a calm expression on his face. He was confident about competing for the spot, but he was a little worried about Zhao Yufei.

Zhao Yufei beside her, there was a hint of gloom in her clear eyes, and her eyes glanced at him from time to time, as if she was reluctant to part.

Zhao Feng determined that she should give up, and felt a little regretful, and sighed secretly.

Through his left eye insight, he has a certain assessment of Zhao Yufei's strength. Between Feng Yinyue and Nangong Fan, the chance of competing for the spot is small.

"Zhao Feng! Do you remember the agreement between us? Entering the sect, it will be a long and short time. I hope you still have that chance..."

Bei Mo glanced at Zhao Feng indifferently, with a hint of sarcasm.

Obviously, he is not optimistic about Zhao Feng's competition for the spot.

First, Zhao Feng's talent and cultivation are inferior to Yang Qingshan and Nangongfan.

Second, with the aptitude of a semi-spirit body, it is still a question whether they can successfully pass the sect assessment.

Therefore, Zhao Feng finally entered the sect, and the hope of "being long and short" with him is very slim.

"There will be that day."

Zhao Feng's voice was calm and powerful, and he quickly left, leaving behind Nangong Fan and Yang Qingshan who looked at each other in dismay.

"Where does this kid get his self-confidence, and what can he rely on to shake our place?"

Nangong Fan sneered.

On the other hand, Yang Qingshan, with a slightly solemn expression, looked at Zhao Feng's back thoughtfully.

The six talented teenagers all began to retreat and practice hard after returning home.

In the last ten days, Feng Yinyue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei were all taking the time to cultivate and practice diligently, striving for a breakthrough in the final stage.

Nangong Fan and Yang Qingshan did not dare to entrust themselves to the elders. They used the last ten days to consolidate their cultivation and improve their strength.

The easiest person is Bei Mo.

He was under no pressure at all, and there was almost no suspense when he was selected and entered the sect.

But he didn't take it easy for two days either.

Not long after, the Marquis of Guangjun summoned him to the past, and the strong master of the holy realm personally urged and guided his cultivation. This kind of treatment is something that Zhao Feng and others cannot enjoy.

Therefore, during these ten days, the six talented teenagers made breakthroughs and progress under pressure.

on the fifth day.

Zhao Feng was a matter of course, breaking through the eighth level of martial arts.

He didn't even deliberately attack, and he was promoted to the eighth level.

Zhao Feng's focus is still on the "Silver Wall Art".

the seventh day.

Feng Yinyue and Zhao Yufei broke through the eighth level of martial arts on the same day.

Ten days passed by in a blink of an eye.

In the early morning of that day, the six talented youths returned to the Lingwu Hall.

Lingwu Hall, a martial arts field with a length and width of more than 100 zhang.

Marquis Guangjun stood with his hands behind his back, with Ye Lingyun and the one-armed three guards standing on the left and right.

Six geniuses led by Bei Mo,

Lined up, waiting for Master to speak.

"good."

Marquis Guangjun glanced at the six disciples and nodded in satisfaction.

Since then, the six disciples have all broken through the eighth level of martial arts.

Among them, Bei Mo is firmly in the ninth level of martial arts.

Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan both reached the peak of the eighth level, and the former reached the eighth level limit.

Feng Yinyue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei were all eighth-layers who had just broken through.

It can be said that any of the six people can look down on ordinary small towns, and in the entire Xiangyun country, they are all extremely valuable.

"Master, have you confirmed the three places?"

Ye Lingyun said with a little expectation.

"It's basically confirmed. I plan to give the three places to Bei Mo, Yang Qingshan, and Nangong Fan."

Guangjun Hou said solemnly.

As soon as these words came out, Feng Yinyue, Zhao Feng, and Zhao Yufei's expressions all changed.

On the other hand, Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan looked happy.

Zhao Feng's face was full of surprise. He didn't expect Guangjun Hou to make a decision so easily.

He could see that the allocation of places by the Marquis Guangjun was entirely based on the spiritual qualifications of several people.

"Master, don't you give the other three junior brothers some opportunities?"

Ye Lingyun was greatly surprised.

Sanwei, who lost an arm, also frowned. This is not like the behavior of the master.

But on second thought, Master just said "basically sure", could it be that there is more to follow?

Marquis Guangjun smiled slightly, and just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed.

"who!"

The Marquis of Guangjun shouted in surprise, and the powerful and far-reaching voice reverberated in the martial arts field and the nearby hall.

At the same time, his eyes turned to a garden adjacent to the martial arts field.

"Hehe... Master Xu, stay safe!"

The laughter of a leisurely man came from the garden.

Swish!

A young man in a black-patterned azure shirt, like a dragonfly, lightly tapped among the flowers and trees and landed on the martial arts field.

This young man was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome and extraordinary, and a strange and elusive aura emanated from his body.

He was calm, paced slowly, looked at Marquis Guangjun with a smile, and glanced at Bei Mo again.

Meeting his gaze, Marquis Guangjun was shocked, and his face was solemn, as if he was afraid.

"The dress on this man..."

Zhao Feng's heart moved, staring at the mysterious young man's clothes.

It was a black-patterned blue shirt, and he felt familiar at first glance.

Soon, the three young girls in the Blood Python Canyon that day appeared in his mind.

The dress of the mysterious young man in front of him is exactly the same as the three young girls.

"He Fang Xiaoxiao dared to trespass the important place of Guangling Mansion."

Ye Lingyun shouted in surprise, a strong internal energy surged from his body, and he was ready to take action.

Boom!

Almost at the same time, the two Guangjun guards in the Lingwu Hall, including the three guards with the broken arm beside Guangjunhou, rushed towards the mysterious young man.

"stop!"

The panicked voice of Marquis Guangjun rang in the ears of Ye Lingyun and the others.

The three guards with the broken arm, who were shooting, stopped in time, and believed in the words of the master.

However, the other two Guangjun guards were too late, and the attack almost fell on the mysterious young man.

puff! puff!

A cold azure light as transparent as a crescent moon swept past the two Guangjun guards.

uh~

The two Guang Junwei, whose strength was close to the ninth level, froze, a blood spring burst open in their throats, and fell to the ground with a "thump".

In the blink of an eye, two Guangjun guards died.

Ye Lingyun, Bei Mo, Yang Qingshan and the others didn't even see the mysterious young man's action.

Because Zhao Feng didn't open his left eye in time, he only saw a blurry afterimage.

"Thirteen guards! Fourteen guards!"

The one-armed, dumb young man with blood red complexion stared at the bodies of the two brothers.

Everyone on the field took a deep breath and looked at the mysterious young man in awe.

"Retreat all to me!"

The Marquis of Guangjun was stern, and waved his hands to signal everyone to retreat.

Bei Mo and other six disciples hesitated for a while, and hurriedly withdrew from the martial arts field.

Ye Lingyun and the one-armed three guards, standing not far away, stopped to watch.

In the martial arts field, only Guang Junwei and the mysterious young man were left.

Everyone held their breath, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the handsome and mysterious young man.

Who is this guy? Why is even the master so jealous of him?

Bei Mo and other six disciples were full of doubts in their hearts.

Only Zhao Feng has a certain understanding of the existence of the mysterious youth.

"Senior nephew Quanchen, what do you mean?"

Marquis Guangjun stared at the handsome young man opposite him with a stern gaze.

"I'm here on behalf of Master, to greet Uncle Xu Ran. I heard that you have recently recruited a group of outstanding talents, and I came here to study one or two."

Quan Chen said casually.

From the beginning to the end, he was walking in the courtyard, relaxed and comfortable.

Uncle Xu Ran?

Zhao Feng's heart moved slightly, and only then did he know the real name of Marquis Guangjun.

"He's more attentive! As the deputy deacon of the 'Xiaoyuezong' Foreign Affairs Hall, I have settled in the secular country, stabilized regional peace, and have the right to recommend several places for the sect. When will your master be qualified to intervene in me? business?"

Guangjun Hou smiled coldly.

During the conversation, the two faced each other and refused to give in to each other.

Zhao Feng and others vaguely felt that the relationship between Marquis Guangjun and Quan Chen in front of him, as well as the master behind the latter, must not be harmonious.

"Hehe, Master respects his old man. As early as half a year ago, he broke through the 'True Spirit Realm' and became the only newly promoted elder of the Xiaoyue Sect in the past ten years. I came to check on him for the old man. Is there any objection?"

Quan Chen burst into a smile.

True spirit realm!

Marquis Guangjun was shocked: "He actually broke through the 'True Spirit Realm'... How could it be so fast!"

For a time, Marquis Guangjun was incoherent, and it seemed difficult to accept this fact.

"Your name is Bei Mo, right?"

Quan Chen turned his eyes and looked at Bei Mo with a little interest.

Swish!

The afterimage flickered, and Bei Mo only felt a strong wind blowing.

However, before he could react, there was a huge hand on his shoulder.

"let me go……"

Bei Mo's face was flushed red and he was struggling with energy. He found that his whole body was banned from martial arts and his body was hard to move.

stop!

The Marquis of Guangjun leaped forward, and a sharp silver wave surrounding the vibration condensed between his arms.

puff!

The full blow of the Holy Land Master, like a silver-bright sharp drill, slashed towards Quan Chen.

Quan Chen smiled lightly, threw Bei Mo away, raised his hand and swiped, a patch of cold moonlight was intertwined in the void to form a strange network of light, which was smashed together with the thunderbolt of Marquis Guangjun.

Keng~

The piercing air waves swept across and raged, and a nearby pavilion collapsed in an instant.

Where the two clashed, a pothole with a diameter of several meters was left.

Swish!

Under the action of the powerful airflow, the two figures floated in the air for a short time, and they clashed at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

boom! Boom! boom……

The martial arts powerhouses present only felt that the silhouettes were swept in the void and the ground, and every time they passed, there would be an astonishing roar, and the air waves rolled over.

"This is a confrontation between the powerhouses in the holy realm..."

Zhao Feng's left eye can clearly see the process of the confrontation between the two, and keep a distance from them at all times, so as not to be affected by Chi Yu.

canopy-

At a certain moment, there was another deafening explosion in the air, and two figures fell down in the strong airflow.

"Uncle Shi, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your cultivation hasn't grown."

Quan Chen landed on the ground, stood with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile.

"you……"

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Marquis Guangjun's mouth, his face was pale, and he stood there, his figure swaying.