Xiao Yu stepped on the sword-shaped flying magic weapon and arrived at Izumo Peak in a short while. Many management agencies of the Giant Sword Sect are set up at Izumo Peak, so the place is quite lively with people coming and going.

Arriving at an attic near the top of the peak, Xiao Yu jumped off the flying sword and walked in gently. There were fewer people coming and going here, so it seemed a little quiet.

After turning around two compartments, Xiao Yu came to a relatively spacious hall with some long tables placed around it. Behind a long table in the hall, there was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties and had a fair face.

The man was sitting there with his eyes closed.

After seeing this person, Xiao Yu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this person was in charge here, but he didn't show it. He took a few steps closer and bowed respectfully, saying:

"Disciple Xiao Yu, meet Uncle Zhao!"

I don’t know the specific name of this middle-aged man, Xiao Yu. I just know that his surname is Zhao. He is a Foundation Establishment Stage Master Uncle that his father knew in the sect. He is more than a hundred years old and has cultivated in the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment. Xiao Yu is seven years old.

I got started years ago through his introduction, so I know this person.

Uncle Zhao slowly opened his eyes and saw that the person coming was Xiao Yu. A slight smile appeared on his face and he said:

"Well, it's Master Nephew Xiao. I haven't seen you for a few years. Your basic skills have reached the twelfth level! Very good. With your qualifications, you can do this, which shows that you have done a lot of hard work over the years.

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"Back to uncle, nephew, I have average qualifications. Only by practicing hard can I have a glimmer of hope on the road. Therefore, I have been practicing diligently over the years, and I am lucky enough to reach the level I am now." Xiao Yu showed an embarrassed smile and respectfully

The voice replied.

"Haha, there is no need to meet my nephew. Your father and I are old acquaintances. Seeing that you have achieved this level of cultivation at this age, I am also happy for him. The important thing is that I see that you have a firm Taoist heart.

You can go further." Uncle Zhao praised. Then he asked: "Why did you come to see me today?"

"Uncle, my nephew found out a few days ago that it is the time to sign up for the Scarlet Trial, so I came here to sign up, and I beg my uncle to register." Xiao Yu quickly replied.

"Oh? Participate in the Blood Trial! Have you thought carefully about it? It is very dangerous to enter it. In the past, basically no more than one-third of the disciples could come out alive. Even the disciples on the thirteenth level may not be able to enter it.

Come out alive.

Besides, with your current level of cultivation, if you participate in the sect competition in three years, you still have some hope of getting a high ranking. You will also be able to get a foundation-building pill as a reward, which is safer than going to the Bloody Forbidden Land.

A lot." Master Uncle Zhao said as he was a little surprised that Xiao Yu was going to participate in the Blood Trial.

"Uncle Master, my nephew feels that with my qualifications, a Foundation Building Pill is not guaranteed to succeed in building a Foundation. I want to go to the forbidden area to try it first to see if I can pick enough elixirs to exchange for the Foundation Building Pill. Even if there is no harvest,

As long as you can survive, you can still participate in the competition three years later.

Besides, there is no smooth sailing on the road to immortality. In order to advance further on the road, some risks must be taken!" Xiao Yu said firmly.

Uncle Zhao looked at Xiao Yu's determined expression and felt a little distracted for a moment.

"Oh, that's all. I think too much. As I get older, I have more worries. Think about it, I no longer have the energy of a young person. Maybe this is because I can't make any progress in my cultivation. Haha, I'm alive.

I'm not as old as you and a little kid like you can see things clearly. Okay, I'll register you right now."

After Uncle Zhao laughed at himself a few words, he took out a book and wrote Xiao Yu's name with a brush.

"That's all right. We'll set off in half a month. You go back and get ready first. I hope you can come out alive!"

"Thank you, uncle, nephew, I'm resigning!"

"Well, if you have a chance, say hello to your father for me."

"Yes, uncle, my nephew will definitely bring him."

After registering his name, Xiao Yu left Deunfeng and flew toward Chaoxia Peak where the ground fire chamber was built with a flying sword.

This time he plans to refine the "Resurrection Pill". In the past three years, in addition to ripening the seven-star grass to make talisman paper, he has also matured all the thirty-one auxiliary ingredients for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Cooked. The amount of elixir obtained, if refined one by one, is enough to be refined hundreds of times.

In addition, he also ripened more than a dozen furnaces of elixirs needed to refine the spiritual elixir. This time he was going to enter the Bloody Forbidden Land, and a fight was inevitable. If he could have elixirs that could quickly restore spiritual power, he would not be afraid of fighting.

In a war of attrition, if we have the ability to fight for a long time, we can avoid many dangers.

While he was thinking about his own thoughts, a burst of cheers suddenly came from the mountains near his feet:

"Senior Brother Yan is mighty, beat him down!"

"Brother Yan, come on! The name of Wu Chi is really not in vain."

"Shut up and wait until he can hold on."

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Xiao Yu originally didn't plan to go watch the excitement, but when he heard the word "Martial Chi", he suddenly remembered something. So he landed on the mountain and walked quickly over.

This is an open space on the mountainside. There are dozens of people gathered around it, divided into two groups, including men and women. They make all kinds of noisy sounds and are cheering for the two people who are fighting in the middle of the open space.

When Xiao Yu arrived, two people were fighting inextricably. One of them had a rough appearance, a tall figure, and a pair of bare feet. He looked like a young man in his mid-twenties and had a twelfth level of cultivation. The other one was

He is a tall and handsome young man in his thirties, with an astonishing thirteenth level of cultivation.

I saw that the barefoot young man was wielding a silver giant sword, which emitted a dazzling silver light and struck his opponent at incredible angles.

His opponent, the handsome young man, wielded a huge black sword and was constantly resisting attacks from all directions. Although his cultivation level was higher than that of his opponent, judging from the fight scene,

It still seems to be at a disadvantage.

"Brother Yan, come on, the opponent will be dead soon!" A supporter who was obviously a barefoot young man shouted excitedly.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Brother Li, come on, show your true skills and teach this ignorant boy a lesson." The supporters of the handsome young man on the other side immediately counterattacked.

"Who says you don't know how high the sky is? Believe it or not, I will fuck you..."

Immediately, the people from both sides who were watching the battle began to exchange curses...

Xiao Yu watched the scoldings of everyone present with great interest. After a while, he pulled one of the more active spectators and asked:

"Junior brother, may I ask who they are? And why are they competing here?"

The man was pulled away, and he turned around angrily and said, "Who are you? Pulling me to do this... Uh, senior brother, what did you just ask me? Please forgive me for not hearing clearly." He was about to get angry, but when he saw clearly

After Xiao Yu cultivated, he immediately put on a smiling face and asked with a smile.

Xiao Yu didn't care and repeated the question with a smile.

"Oh, it turns out that's it! It's very simple. The one who is barefoot is Senior Brother Yan Kuanyan, nicknamed 'Wu Chi'. He joined the sect seven years ago and is a rising star in the past two or three years. His sword-wielding skills are very good.

Because he especially likes to find people to fight with each other, even though he is not the highest in cultivation, he has defeated many disciples who have higher cultivation than him, so he has gained some fame. However, his purpose is just to compete, and it is not too much.

He hurt the opponent, so he got the nickname "Martial Madman".

The man he was fighting against was called Li Cheng. He was a veteran disciple and a master of the thirteenth level of cultivation. His strength was considered among the top among our low-level disciples. Hehe, I think this master is nothing more than that. Isn’t that right?

, he is being beaten by Senior Brother Yan." After the introduction, the man started snarling again.

Xiao Yu was speechless. Looking at his expression, he couldn't help but think that there is such a thing as chasing stars in the world of immortality?

At this time, there was a commotion among the crowd, and there were new changes in the venue.

When Li Cheng saw that his giant sword was no match for the magical weapon, he immediately used a silver flying knife magical weapon to slash at Yan Kuan.

Upon seeing this, Yan Kuan, the "martial arts idiot", calmly drew out a spell on the silver giant sword. The silver giant sword suddenly erupted with sword light. These sword lights were divided into two parts, and one part continued to suppress the opponent's black sword.

The other part of the giant sword attacks the flying knife magic weapon.

The silver flying knife rushed left and right, but it was still unable to break away from the shackles of the sword light and attack its master.

When Li Cheng saw this, his expression became quite ugly.

After fighting for a while, Li Cheng was overwhelmed by the silver giant sword and could only command the black giant sword to support himself.

As the saying goes, if you defend for a long time, you will lose. Finally, after a violent collision between the two giant swords, the black giant sword was swung aside, and the silver giant sword flashed and stopped above Li Cheng's head.

Li Cheng's face turned pale, his forehead was sweating, and he did not dare to move at all.

However, Yan Kuan did not command the silver giant sword to slash down. Instead, he took it back with a gesture. After carrying it on his back, he cupped his hands towards Li Cheng and said:

"I accept it, Senior Brother Li!"

"Junior brother's skills are really extraordinary." Li Cheng forced a smile, then put away his magic weapon, said goodbye and left. The battle failed, and of course he didn't want to stay here and accept others' ridicule.

"Oh! Senior Brother Yan is so powerful!" Look at the supporters of those martial arts enthusiasts, cheering for joy one by one. But Li Cheng's supporters were like roosters that had lost a fight, wilting and squealing in gloomy mood.

"Haha, interesting! 'Wu Chi' Yan Kuan should be the barefoot man in the original work. Judging from his performance today, the silver page should already be in his hand. This sword control skill is indeed good!" Xiao Yu thought in his mind

murmured.

After a while, the two protagonists left one after another, and the crowd gradually dispersed.
Chapter completed!