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Chapter 501 Preface to Poetry and Immortal Sword·White Bone Crosses Thousands of Frost!
However, the result of this battle was different from what Yuanxian predicted.

Zhongyuan Yidianhong discovered that Huamanlou was only passively defending, so she locked the attack target on Ying Wuque.

The way of swordsmanship he has learned is a word of danger, in the process of moving, it is to force the opponent into a dangerous situation, and at the same time put himself in a situation where he will be killed if he is not careful.

As for Ying Wucai, who has competed so many times, the main purpose is to accumulate experience and find out the strength of the participants of all parties. Naturally, there is no need to fight each other to the death.

So after a few moves, he withdrew from the center of the square, which meant that he voluntarily surrendered.

The same is true for Huamanlou on the other side. He can control Zhongyuan Dianhong, but his strength is not high enough to crush him, so the process will not be too easy.

In addition, he is not a person who cares too much about the outcome, although he is determined to win the place in this competition for the potential dragon list.

But that's also for his future plans, so as to improve his right to speak in the Hua family.

So facing Zhongyuan Dianhong, who was like a mad dog, he blocked a few moves, and then chose to end in the same way as Ying Wuque.

Then he calmly walked in front of Hua Yaoyue, but met a pair of cold eyes.

"madness."

After saying these two words, Hua Yaoyue walked directly towards the seat on the left, Hua Manlou touched his nose indifferently, and followed in a few steps.

Hua Yaoyue's choice was somewhat beyond everyone's expectations, because she didn't even look at the seats behind, and directly sat on the first seat on the left.

Seeing this, Yuan Xian took the initiative to ask: "Is this what Patriarch Hua meant?"

"I'm just used to choosing a location with the best view." Hua Yaoyue's voice was agile, ethereal, and elusive.

And it doesn't look awkward even if it sits in the first seat.

Because she was born with a terrifying and irresistible magic power, which seemed to be always high above, unattainable, and unattainable!
"What a proud woman." Murong Qiudi, who was sitting at the last seat, chuckled lightly, and her tone seemed to be full of envy.

But the people standing behind her heard the ridicule.

What she should really say is not 'proud', but the two words that Hua Yaoyue used on Hua Manlou just now - stupid.

"However, Daxuan Jiuzhou is really full of talents. With the background of our Shangyang royal family, we can only barely compete with one of them."

Murong Qiudi noticed that several pairs of eyes were cast on him, nodded slightly, and said.

"So that's weird.

One of the ten northern barbarian royal families is enough to counteract one big force, so isn't King Wuwei, who firmly blocks it outside the country, equivalent to the sum of the ten big forces, and that doesn't count the small tribes. "

Naturally, it was Li Shizhou who raised such a sensitive question at this time.

Naturally, no one took the initiative to pick up his topic, including Murong Qiudi, who just took a deep look at the other party, then deliberately turned his head to Xie Xiaofeng, and cast a gentle gaze on him.

Yuan Xian, who was belatedly aware of it, only realized at this moment that Li Shizhou ran to them just now and said what he said.

His position has always been his own, not one of the two sides as it is now. If he wants to be a third party, it is even the key to which side he leans on, which side will win.

"Patriarch, our situation is different from that of the young master. His choice is not suitable for us."

The voice in his ear stunned Yuan Xian for a moment, and then he turned his head to look at Yuan Suiyun. Although the other party couldn't see him, he had been observing the changes in his expression with mental power.

That's why I remind myself of this sentence in time when I think clearly.

"Suiyun, you are very good, but it is impossible for the Yuan family to bet everything on your ambition. The responsibility of the patriarch is to ensure the family inheritance." This is the first time Yuan Xian gave Yuan Suiyun a clear answer.

Yuan Suiyun just gave a wry smile to this, and was not in a hurry to argue or explain anything.

At this time, he had raised his head slightly, looking at the Qinglong Pavilion team that had gathered again.

And the feeling that made him extremely vigilant reappeared again, this time the source was Gong Ziyu.

The opponent's bronze mask covered his expression, but Yuan Suiyun could feel an admiring gaze cast on him.

With Gong Ziyu's strength and status, he was clearly superior to him and Murong Qiudi, so when the other party sensed that feeling, it made him feel a little bit of solicitation.

It's just that the current environment is not suitable for him to take the initiative to find Shangyuan Suiyun, so Gong Ziyu just nodded, and then strode towards the position on the left.

But as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Xue Yan's voice transmission.

"My lord, there is no need to fight for this position."

"Give me a reason."

"Because whoever sits dies!"

Xue Yan didn't want to remind Gong Ziyu so proactively, but he also had to consider his own safety.

In his original plan, there was no such thing as participating in the competition for the Qianlong list at all, and he did not expect to meet a new boss like Gong Ziyu who didn't reason with you and just used his strength to kidnap him abruptly.

So now he had to speak up.

At the same time, he also began to think about a backup plan in his heart, because he didn't have much confidence to persuade Gong Ziyu to give up this opportunity.

But the other party really stopped, and made a gesture of invitation to Zhu Wuyan, who was about to start an attack.

"This is the first time you've offered me an unsolicited proposal, and that's fine."

And Xue Yan also heard the second half of the other party's unspoken sentence.

[It is for this reason that I take the initiative to make concessions to Zhu Wuyan, and I will also listen to your first suggestion. 】

Xue Yan's mood was a bit complicated, but it took only a moment for him to recover his original cold heart, and at the same time secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but then Zhu Wuyan's choice shocked him.

Because the opponent didn't compete with Hua Yaoyue for the first seat, and didn't even walk towards the left position at all.

Its goal is the first seat on the right, and everyone has acquiesced that the seat belongs to Qin Fan!

"How could this be?" Xue Yan was very puzzled.

Sitting in this position will also mean that it will be the priority target of the ghost market in the future, that is, the Buddha Land, which has always been domineering on weekdays, will honestly sit in the fourth seat this time.

How could she wish Wuyan? !How dare she wish Wuyan? !

"This is her last chance." Gong Ziyu's words made Xue Yan think of a possibility.

"The situation in Qinglong Pavilion is really over."

Gong Ziyu followed behind Zhu Wuyan calmly, and said to Xue Yan:
"The death of a lord of the veins due to his willful behavior has dealt a great blow to his prestige.

Our sect is very realistic, and the burden of being a pavilion master is also very heavy, and the most important point is not to make mistakes. "

Xue Yan nodded.

But soon he found that this was not a problem he should worry about now, because there was a big problem to be solved right now.

After all, letting Zhu Wuyan sit in the first seat on the right is not as good as letting Gong Ziyu stand up and fight for the right to speak just now.

It's just that Xue Yan realized that he had no way to stop her.

When he looked at Gong Ziyu for help, the voice from the other party was much more indifferent.

"Once, I can take you as being cautious, but twice, three times, four times... I don't understand why you are so afraid of him, but you have to remember, I don't need a cowardly scum as a subordinate."

Xue Yan can't explain this, because only those who have met Qin Fan know that there is no one surefire preparation, and they absolutely absolutely cannot directly confront him.

Immediately, he lowered his head helplessly, hoping to shrink himself into the crowd so that Qin Fan would not notice him at a glance.

Then he followed the gatemen of Qinglong Pavilion and slowly moved forward, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

I saw Xue Wuxia standing in front of Zhu Wuyan.

As the saying goes, the king humiliates his ministers to death, and the other party's choice is in a sense the biggest provocation to the ghost market and Qin Fan, so Xue Wuxia couldn't bear it anymore and stood up.

At the same time, she was also aroused by the other party's behavior.

At this moment, the blizzard danced wildly around it, and what was hidden under the dots of silver catkins was a biting murderous intent!
"Take another step, die!"

This was the first time that everyone present heard Xue Wuxia speak, and what they felt was that his tone was indifferent, heartless, and trembling!

Zhu Wuyan raised her eyebrows and said with great interest:
"When did Daoyu become the dog of the ghost city?"

"I wish Pavilion Master, be careful with your words." In the blink of an eye, Wang Chongyang appeared beside Xue Wuxia, holding the Zhiming Sword made by Guishi in his hand.

At the same time, an immeasurable dao rhyme emanated from his body, and in conjunction with the falling snow all over the sky, a mysterious formation was formed in an instant with the power of this celestial phenomenon!

"For a while, I was named Tiangang Beidou, and I am here to ask for advice!"

The moment Wang Chongyang pulled out the Zhiming Sword, he saw the stars shining brightly in the sky, and when the blade of the sword slanted towards the north, the handle pointed north, and it was winter!
At this moment, under the blessing of the formation, the aura on Xue Wuxia's body began to rise steadily. After she breathed out lightly, she murmured.

"Preface to the Sword of the Poetry: A Thousand Frosts Crossing the Bones!"

The snow had stopped, and the whole world seemed to be frozen. Frost was rapidly forming around the position where Xue Wuxia was standing, and at the same time, a murderous aura of extreme cold was hiding under the rapidly spreading ice!

Gong Ziyu, who was still happy to watch the fun, immediately stepped forward, and the master of Jiaosu, Zhai Yan, the master of Kangsu, Miao Ruqian, and the master of Disu, Yan Wuming also burst out with the aura of a great master at the same time!

They stood in a row with Zhu Wuyan who was already waiting in full battle, ready to attack together!

But at this moment, a poem horn interrupted the battle that was about to break out.

[Life and death are a thousand drunks, victory or defeat is hard to give up, Wukong will naturally get the fruit; Huanhua smiles, the sword washes up and down, and the sapphire smiles and relaxes. 】

"Daozi, I wish Pavilion Master, it's good to stop for a while."

What everyone didn't expect was that it was Fang Baoyu from Huanjia's Fang family who dared to stand up and prevent the two sides from fighting.

On the surface, he maintained the unique demeanor unique to the children of the aristocratic family, but in fact, his heart was already messed up.

It was indeed time for him to appear just now, but because he saw the tense look on the scene, he decisively shrank back.

After all, he has always kept in mind that the task given to him by the head of the Fang family is to survive this battle for the Qianlong list safely.

The messy things of the period, if you can't get involved, don't get involved.

And just when he was about to carry out the patriarch's order earnestly, he heard a voice transmission in his ear.

It's Qin Fan.

The other party asked him to stop this unnecessary conflict, but this was not embarrassing his old Fang!
But then Qin Fan also offered his own conditions, he would agree with Fang's family to open a store in the ghost market.

This made Fang Baoyu's eyes brighten. Originally, this task was supposed to be for him to have a detailed conversation with the important people of the Fang family after he had tested Qin Fan's thoughts.

But if he can directly finalize this matter, it will definitely be a great achievement.

But after he arrived in the ghost market, Qin Fan's attitude made him unable to even test the chance, so he could only leak this idea to the aliens who accompanied them every day.

It's not that he doesn't know that these guides are also responsible for staring at their eyeliner, but he doesn't think it's wrong for the other party's behavior, after all, he was very happy during this period of time.

The only thing that makes him a little regretful is that the matter conveyed seems to have disappeared.

Now it seems that there is a bright future.

Then he thought about it in his mind, and found that he made a lot of money from this deal. He was trying to persuade a fight, so it is impossible for him to be beaten to death for no reason.

What's more, the patriarch of the Quxi Yuan clan arrived, as did the young patriarch of the Yuelinghua clan, and Xie Xiaofeng, who looked like [-] million people, was also chattering there.

If they are in danger, they will definitely shoot.

So Fang Baoyu decided resolutely that he was out for the limelight!
Immediately, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he quickly appeared between the two parties with his lightness kung fu. At this moment, the five masters of the veins in Qinglong Pavilion had stopped.

They knew very well that the main target of this trip was not Dao Yu, and if they really killed Xue Wuxia, those old lunatics in Dao Yu could chase them to the ends of the earth.

Of course, what was more important was that the Snow Wuxia under the blessing of the formation just now had already given them a feeling of extreme danger.

And Xue Wuxia also noticed that the token in her arms was vibrating all the time, so she put away the sword that was about to explode.

"It's just a seat, it's not enough!"

Originally, everyone wanted to see how Fang Baoyu planned to persuade the fight, but they ended up saying such nonsense.

However, just this nonsense made Xue Wuxia, who just wanted to fight to the death, to sit silently back to her original position.

Ning Xiaoyao, who was standing behind his seat and was frantically opening the battle map, heaved a long sigh of relief, and then said anxiously:

"Senior Sister! Can you squeak ahead of time if you make a move in the future?"

He was really scared just now, the speed of both sides' moves was too fast, only Wang Chongyang could keep up with Xue Wuxia's fighting rhythm.

And because Ning Xiaoyao subconsciously set up a series of defensive formations for himself, he was half a beat late, so that when he was about to help, everything was over.

As for the situation of the three elders in the Dao domain, it is purely slow to respond.

After all, as representatives of the business cooperation with the ghost market this time, they all belong to the masters of parallel imports who have been studying the formations in the Dao domain for a long time and rarely fight in actual combat.

Of course, if there is a preparation time, they can use the formation map to smash any great master present and call him dad.

However, there is no doubt that they have just become spectators, so the three elders are a little ashamed, and are going to activate some formations to a semi-activated state. They have already discovered that this battle for the Qianlong list must be fought!

As for his little temper, Daozi can do it anytime, anywhere!
"This pavilion master sits in this position, you have no objections."

Zhu Wuyan looked around, and deliberately stayed on Xue Wuxia's body for a few more seconds.

As for Fang Baoyu, after a wave of persuasion to persuade the fight, he directly sat down on the sixth seat on the left, which made Ying Wuque, who was about to speak, swallow his words back.

After all, from the Gang Qi emerging from the opponent's body, he has already judged that Fang Baoyu is another monster who broke through the Grand Master early.

(End of this chapter)