When Xu Xian successfully picked twenty people.

The other eleven people on the ring had a little bit of mentality.

Although Xu Xian used a little trick, his ability was real.

But no matter how worried these people are, the ranking of Twelve Daozi will still have to be competed for.

Even because the rest of them are disciples of the Anhui Sect, it is definitely difficult for them to challenge each other. Even if they have to have a civil war, they must first solve Xu Xian.

However, how could Xu Xian be so easy to solve?

And just as everyone was throwing their eyes at each other and was planning to let someone go over and try the waters...

Dingdong ~

Xu Xian glanced at the left and right, and he quietly touched the mountain and sea paintings in his arms, and looked at them with consciousness.

Suddenly,

His expression changed slightly.

Xiaoqing is about to overcome the heavenly tribulation.

It can be delayed for up to three days.

Although he has many clones in Yuhang County, he has handed over all the things he should prepare for through the tribulation to Xiaobai.

But rushing through thunder tribulation is really the biggest hurdle for a monk!

It’s like a wife getting pregnant and having a child. If she is not by her side, it is a sin.

certainly,

Xiaoqing is her sister-in-law.

This metaphor is not appropriate...

But since Xu Xian said that, he dared to ensure that Xiaoqing had passed the heavenly tribulation safely and worry-free, so he naturally wanted the deity to rush over to prevent the two sisters from being too worried.

"Three days..."

"You can't delay any more. If you go back in advance, you can at least make some preparations, so that the chance of escaping the tribulation will be even higher."

Xu Xian thought for a while and then made up his mind silently.

then,

Just when many disciples of the Ancestral Sect were still losing their eyes.

Xu Xian immediately raised his head and glanced around him with a stern look.

For a moment.

His momentum rose again.

His fighting spirit was also boiling.

And when Xu Xian shouted suddenly: "Come on the sword!"

Swish

The giant Taoist priest who was more than ten feet tall flew into his hands without control.

The giant Taoist priest looked around and shouted in panic: "That sword is not under my control."

But at this moment.

The eight-sided Han sword, which was seven feet long, had already emitted a series of sword sounds, as if he was happy and joyful for his new life.

at the same time,

Xu Xian's supreme sword intent that had already surpassed the realm of heaven and man until the Golden Immortal Avenue also filled every inch of space in the radius.

fencing!

Sword Intention!

kendo!

Xu Xian's perception of the three has long surpassed his current level of cultivation.

And when these merge into one.

Golden Immortal Sword Domain.

Great success!

This moment.

Even if he had never pointed the sword edge at any one.

But the eleven people on the other arena still felt a fatal threat and could clearly feel the full sense of oppression from the Golden Immortal Sword and Fairy.

It's like...

As long as they are in Zhao Qingchan's sword domain, they will die.

And at this time,

Xu Xian also looked around coldly. He knew what these people were thinking, thinking about who was taking action against him first and trying it out.

But since these people cannot make a decision in a short period of time.

Then he...he helps and saves some time.

So Xu Xian turned his gaze to Yang Jian, Jian Feng also pointed at him, and said in a deep voice: "I have something to do and I have to take a step first.

But you seem to be dissatisfied.

But I really have to settle the head of the twelve Daozi.

Yang Jian…

I will ask you now, can my disciples be the leader of the twelve sons of your sects?"

Yang Jian’s ring is not far from Xu Xian, at least in front of their cultivation level, this distance is not considered a distance.

Normally,

Yang Jian was dissatisfied.

who is he?

He is one of the best gods of war in heaven.

The nephew of the Emperor of Heaven.

But when he saw Xu Xian's extremely cruel eyes, he felt a little worried.

The most important thing is that he doesn’t know what’s wrong with this man teaching his disciples. What’s wrong with you so anxious?

Just give people the same feeling of killing everyone and leaving here quickly?

Something to say,

Yang Jian was very dissatisfied and wanted to test it out.

However,

The moment his third eye was about to open.

An invisible sword intent had already crossed his neck.

Xu Xian did not take action, but the sword intent with the supreme edge still blew bloodstains on his neck.

This moment.

Yang Jian lowered his head and pondered, hid the blood-like thread, and coughed lightly, "Brother Zhao, you know me. Our three religions are a family. If you really want to be the leader of the twelve Taoists, that's definitely OK. If you have urgent matters, take a step first. We will discuss in the future."

Next second.

Xu Xian turned his gaze to Nezha, who was only eight or nine years old, and said in a cold voice: "Where are you?"

Is Nezha's suit?

He was not convinced either.

But there was blood on Boss Yang's neck...

No one can see it.

But he never expected that being short would have such benefits.

Then why is he the one who has nothing to do to be the one who stands out?

The most important thing is.

If Xu Xian only wants to retain the position of the head of the twelve Daozi, then can he compete for three positions if there are not three left?

Seriously,

If there is no need, they really don’t want to fight with this disciple of the People’s Education.

Because if you really lose together, that is the ugly thing.
To be continued...