C25

The curtain of the Sword Canon knock-out tournament, fell down with some children's play.

It was a child's play, but it was mainly because the final battle, which should have been extremely intense, ended with the unconditional surrender of one side. It ended very quickly.

The side who surrendered was naturally Zhang Tao and his group. Lu Li alone had broken through the formation of a hundred people and also subdued a Level Four Demonic Beast. With just him alone, slaughtering all the participants wasn't a difficult task, how could he fight against them?

No one wants to lose their lives.

And out of the three spots to participate in the Sword Canon that he originally wanted to filter out, only two were left in the end, Lu Li and Yan Feng. As for the order of the two, no one knew.

The only thing that people knew was that after the two of them surrendered, they went deeper into the forest and fought. It was unknown if Lu Li had already noticed the elders watching from outside, but the competition between the two actually found a dead end that people could not find out. In the end, the two of them announced, it was also a draw.

From then on, Lu Li and Yan Feng were placed side by side as the top elites of the outer sect. The badge of the elite disciple had also been exchanged for a Golden-edged jade plate. On it, there was a big 'One' written.

In the Snowcloud Peak.

Lu Li sat cross-legged beside the cliff like he used to, absorbing the spirit energy of the heavens and earth to strengthen himself. It was just that outside of Lu Li, everything on the side of the cliff had changed.

Not only that, the remaining elders, in order to give face to Lu Li, the big brother of the outer sect, had even given him many additional gifts. In the short span of three days, their Snowcloud Peak s had become extremely prosperous, and it seemed as if they wanted to become the top disciples of the outer sect.

And in these few days, Weng Hanxue was not at the Snowcloud Peak level at all.

Everyone was saying that Weng Hanxue was indeed worthy of being a strong being who transcended Heaven and Earth. When his Snowcloud Peak was desolate and poor, he did not give up at this place.

Only Lu Li knew that Weng Hanxue had gone down the mountain to sell Soul Talisman s to earn money to pay off his debts.

It was only until dusk did Weng Hanxue finally return. Looking at his radiant face, it was hard to tell if he had earned enough money or if he was being forced to pay with his own flesh.

"Xiao Li'er, Master has not misjudged you after all. Master has no regrets in his life after obtaining this disciple!" The moment he saw Lu Li, Weng Hanxue immediately pounced and hugged him tightly.

"We agreed on it beforehand. Thirty-seven, get my share, and then go back to sleep!" Lu Li pushed Weng Hanxue away in annoyance, and said with a wave of his hand.

"How heartless." Weng Hanxue pouted. With a wave of his hand, the Storage Ring began to move, and a large amount of treasures fell to the ground.

"This is the one given to you by the four elders in the internal sect, the Sword Pavilion's Earth Grade Sword Manual, the Pill Pavilion's fourth level Spirit Treasure Medicinal Cauldron, the hundred Sword Symbol in the Rune Pavilion, and the thirty pieces of black iron ore that the Artifact Pavilion gave to you to practice with. You don't need the sword manual or the Medicinal Cauldron, I will split the rest by thirty percent. "

Weng Hanxue waved his hand, and a portion of the Sword Symbol and black iron ore walked towards him as he spoke.

"Speaking of which, you've already received guidance from an otherworldly expert, so these things are useless to you, right? I might as well sell it for a Spirit Stone. " Seeing Lu Li keep the rewards, Weng Hanxue pouted his lips and asked.

"Even if I sell it, it's mine. Don't even think about it."

"Can't you honor your master?"

"No way!"

Seeing Lu Li's resolute and decisive attitude, Weng Hanxue immediately fell to the ground as usual and covered his face as he cried, "Sob Sob Sob Sob, you have no conscience!"

However, Lu Li was already used to this move, so he extended three fingers.

"One, I'll help you pay your debt."

Weng Hanxue immediately quietened down.

"Secondly, I have helped you get back the Spiritual Plant from the Snowcloud Peak."

Weng Hanxue was already looking far away, pretending to be confused.

"Third, ever since I've obtained the title of Elite, I've been raising you."

Weng Hanxue finally lowered his head in shame, but Lu Li gritted his teeth: "So, you don't know how to repay favors, and you still expect me to be filial to you?!"

Weng Hanxue laughed, then turned and ran: "Today's weather is truly good, oh no, I forgot to pick up my clothes after I washed them. Look, it's about to rain, I'm going to go pick up my clothes ~"

"Halt!"

Lu Li growled, scaring Weng Hanxue so much that he immediately placed his hands in front of his chest to protect his body, "If there's anything you want to say, we can talk. I am Huang Hua's daughter! "

"You grandpa …" Lu Li held onto his forehead in pain, as he suspected his own life tremendously, "What day is the Sword Canon? I want the exact time. "

"You … is it really just the time to ask the Sword Canon, with no intentions of harming me at all? " Weng Hanxue asked softly. Looking at his expression, he seemed to be disappointed.

"Three Paths Attraction …"

"Three days later! Early morning, three days later! It's right between the outer and outer sect walls! "

"Got it. I'm going to go into seclusion. I'll be going to the venue. Don't disturb me!" After hearing the answer, Lu Li kept his Greedy Wolf Sword and turned to leave.

After Lu Li walked for a while, Weng Hanxue suddenly stood up and asked with a slightly downcast expression, "You really … You want to go to internal sect? "

"I have my own plans, you'll know when the time comes." Lu Li did not turn back. He only made a sound of agreement before walking far away with his head buried.

Three days later, in the Windfall Gorge.

Separated by a long canyon between the outer and outer peaks of the Cold Sword Sect was Feng Luoxia. This was the place where the biggest stage of the Cold Sword Sect was located, and every time the Sword Canon was held, it was here.

On this day, a large number of inner and outer sect disciples were gathered on the two sides of the gorge, and in the center of the gorge, there was a hundred meter long stage called Mystical Sky Platform. It was the Misty Sky Platform which was famous for its Cold Sword Sect.

In the morning, the two sides of the valley were already packed with people, the dense crowd squeezed the two sides of the cliff so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak out. On the Misty Sky Platform, people were already intertwining with each other.

In a short moment, the atmosphere on the scene had reached its peak.

"Bam!"

On the Misty Sky Platform, a internal sect disciple kicked the opposing outer sect disciple far away, sending him flying with a dark red trail of blood!

"internal sect, Feng Yang wins!"

The elders on the stage coldly announced, causing the internal sect s to rise. Evidently, even though this was not the first battle of the Sword Canon, the inner and outer sects were already fiercely fighting each other. Most of the internal sect disciples had mocking smiles on their faces when they saw the outer sect people being defeated.

"Among your outer sect disciples, only Yan Feng is able to move onto the stage. This year, it is said that there is some other Lu Li? I, Feng Yang, will say it like this. Just you guys alone, will suffer the same fate! " On the stage, Feng Yang, who was wearing a internal sect robe, pointed towards the outer sect as he laughed loudly.

On the side of the outer court, when the youth that was kicked flying returned to his seat, many outer court disciples were slightly angry.

"Don't worry about it, the disciples that they sent are not the disciples that are going to cause a ruckus." Seeing that the outer sect disciples were feeling down, Weng Hanxue, who was sitting at the head seat of the outer sect, took a sip of his tea and laughed.

"Pavilion Master, this … "What do you mean?" The expressions of all the outer sect disciples changed drastically when they heard this.

"That Feng Yang is one of the four people whose internal sect is known as the 'Four Little Overlords'. His strength is at least at the seventh level of the Spirit-plasma Realm. Weng Hanxue chuckled, and said: "Don't worry about it. internal sect and these fellows, they just like to show off their strength, so there's no need to bother about them."

"The two little fellows that we chose, Yan Feng has already arrived, but Xiao Li'er … Sigh, I can only let Yan Feng go first. " Weng Hanxue raised his head and looked around, but he could not find Lu Li's figure. Since three days ago, when Lu Li said he wanted to go into closed door cultivation, Weng Hanxue had not seen Lu Li.

"Pavilion Master, I will go first. I will get back the face of the outer sect!" Yan Feng looked around, and under the gaze of all the outer sect disciples, he stood up resolutely.

Seeing Yan Feng taking action, the outer sect disciples became much more spirited.

It was obvious that once the participating Yan Feng walked out, the atmosphere on both sides had turned fiery hot. The great battle that they had been waiting for was finally here!

Yan Feng was dressed in a white robe, with a plain longsword behind his back, he floated up to the stage, the noise around him did not interest him at all, he only looked in the opposite direction indifferently, the tip of his sword was unsheathed, it was as clear as water.

"Outer sect disciple Yan Feng, is willing to accept brother Feng Yang's trump card!"

"Hehe, Brother Yan Feng, I have long heard of your proud and arrogant Broken Army Sword Dao, please advise me!" Feng Yang laughed loudly on the other side of the ring, but he was laughing coldly in his heart.

"Everyone get ready, the first round of the finals is about to begin!"