Chapter 762: Brothers Turning Against Each Other

Longevity Continent.

Dongxuan Domain.

On the top of Tianzhu Peak of the Wan Jian Dao Sect, the sea of clouds surged.

Just as the sky brightened, many dazzling young cultivators had already gathered here, waiting for the start of the Dongxuan Sect Competition.

"Wan Shou Tianmen arrives!"

With a sound like rolling thunder sweeping out, nine terrifying fierce beasts pulled an ancient war chariot, instantly crushing the clouds!

As the second place in the previous session, the arrival of Wan Shou Tianmen immediately caused many people's expressions to become solemn.

The leading disciple of Wan Shou Tianmen was wearing animal skin, with a majestic posture, and a pitch-black crow stood on his shoulder.

That crow had a pair of golden pupils, and the people who were looked at by that crow suddenly had a layer of goosebumps on their bodies.

"That guy seems to be Gu Tianhunting, born with Beast King Bone, just the aura emitted can make monsters automatically recognize the master!"

"What is the crow on his shoulder?"

"Fart crow! That is Xuanming Owl. When it is fierce, the heads of Fuyao Realm cultivators will be bitten off in one bite!"

Many cultivators discussed, with fear in their eyes.

Looking at the Dongxuan Domain, there should be only one person who dares to say that he can steadily defeat Gu Tianhunting of Wan Shou Tianmen, right?

The eyes of the crowd couldn't help but look at the main seat of Tianzhu Peak, where five hundred green-shirted sword cultivators stood with their hands behind their backs, all of whom were disciples of the Wan Jian Dao Sect.

Standing at the very front was a white-haired young man with a somewhat melancholy temperament, and sword patterns could be faintly seen on his skin.

Wan Jian Dao Sect, the first person in five hundred years!

Su Su Lingjun!

Su Su Lingjun's experience is easy to summarize, just eight words are enough.

Since he started practicing, he has never been defeated!

This is a figure who truly stands at the peak of the new generation. Even Gu Tianhunting, who was born with Beast King Bone, has to be a head shorter in front of Su Su Lingjun.

"Hmph, dyeing a head of white hair, pretending to be a melancholy sword god!"

Gu Tianhunting snorted disdainfully, although he had fought Su Su Lingjun several times and hadn't won, he just didn't accept Su Su Lingjun.

After all, Su Su Lingjun always bypassed the fierce beasts under his command and attacked him directly with his sword.

Although there is nothing wrong with this fighting style, Gu Tianhunting just doesn't accept it.

"Sword-Suppressing Pavilion arrives!"

Another sound rang out, countless flying swords pierced the sky and swept over.

As a sword sect, the Sword-Suppressing Pavilion is much weaker than the Wan Jian Dao Sect, but looking at the entire Dongxuan Domain, it should be no problem to rank in the top twenty.

The leader is the chief disciple of the Sword-Suppressing Pavilion, Mo Ran, who carries a long sword on his back. Before the sword is unsheathed, all the swords in the audience make a buzzing sound!

"What a terrible sword cultivation, this Mo Ran can cause group sword resonance as soon as he appears. I am afraid he has already reached the realm of human-sword unity, right?"

"Some time ago, he swept 99% of the evil cultivators in the Bone Wasteland with one person and one sword. Seven Fuyao Realm evil cultivators all died under his sword. This strength is too terrible!"

"This Mo Ran may become the biggest dark horse in this Dongxuan Sect Competition!"

Everyone stared at the upright Mo Ran. The matter of killing evil cultivators in the Bone Wasteland some time ago undoubtedly made this chief disciple of the Sword-Suppressing Pavilion famous.

After all, it is a consensus that there are evil cultivators gathering in the Bone Wasteland. On weekdays, righteous disciples dare not set foot in that area.

Listening to the compliments of the crowd, Mo Ran carried his hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth slowly picked up, and his eyes were disdainful.

Although he knew that the matter of the Bone Wasteland was not done by him, he shouldn't waste such a white-picked reputation.

After he Mo Ran soars into the sky in the Dongxuan Sect Competition and becomes famous in one battle, who will doubt that he claimed the reputation?

"Tianluo Hall arrives!"

"Qinglian Holy Land arrives!"

"Xianyun Sect arrives!"

The sect forces that can be named in the Dongxuan Domain began to appear one after another. At first, everyone was happy, but when the next sect arrived, the scene suddenly became silent, and you could hear a needle drop.

"Hehuan Sect arrives!"

Many cultivators showed stunned expressions on their faces.

Hehuan Sect? Are you serious?

"How did the Hehuan Sect pop out? Such a sect that has stepped into the demonic path with half a foot, dare to participate in the Dongxuan Sect Competition?"

"I think the Hehuan Sect is really tired of living. Although the Dongxuan Sect Competition generally does not involve taking human lives, you don't have to be polite when facing such a demonic sect!"

"It doesn't matter, like before, just besiege the Hehuan Sect when you meet them inside. Eliminating demons and defending the Dao is our righteous duty!"

Amidst the criticism of the crowd, the Tanhuan Hall Master and Pei Pei Jiuye took the Hehuan Sect group and arrived at the Wan Jian Dao Sect by flying boat.

The Master of the Tanhuandian was wrapped only in a layer of light gauze, with a golden bell tied around her snow-white ankle; every step she took emitted a tinkling sound, as if teasing the hearts of everyone present.

Many young righteous disciples were instantly fascinated, and pink light began to appear in their eyes.

"Wake up quickly!"

An old, violent shout sounded like thunder, which made those disciples wake up.

Realizing how out of shape they were, those disciples couldn't help but blush.

"It doesn't matter, if you like to watch, watch a few more times, I don't mind~"

The Tanhuan Hall Master's voice was like a demon and a charm. Just listening to her voice made many cultivators swallow their saliva wildly.

"Hmph! If you, the demon girl of the Hehuan Sect, dare to confuse the world again, don't blame me for cutting you with a sword first!"

The hateful Jun Jun Chuanxiong gave a cold shout, glared at the Tanhuan Hall Master, and the ancient sword behind him automatically unsheathed two inches, and the sharp sword Qi immediately raged!

"Yo, is it my fault that my charm is too great~ I didn't use any charm techniques~"

The Tanhuan Hall Master covered her mouth and laughed softly. Her charm technique had long been practiced to the realm of perfection.

Even without using charm techniques, that kind of temptation is not something ordinary cultivators can resist.

Jun Jun Chuanxiong frowned, just wanting to scold.

But the next second, he was stunned in place, eyes wide, and his eyes were full of shock.

Jun Jun Chuanxiong first looked at Ye Lin behind the Tanhuan Hall Master, and then looked at Ye Lin behind him.

Looking at these two identical faces, Jun Jun Chuanxiong was stupid.

"What's going on? Ye Lin, why is there someone who looks exactly like you on the Hehuan Sect side?"

With Jun Jun Chuanxiong's reminder, everyone in the audience also noticed this abnormality.

In the teams of the Hehuan Sect and the Xianyun Sect, there are actually two people who look the same!

Everyone's face was also full of doubts.

Just then, the two Ye Lins walked out of the team and faced each other.

"Ye Lin, my stupid younger brother, I didn't expect to see you again so soon. How far has your Forbidden Spirit Root helped you practice now?"

The Hehuan Sect Ye Lin smiled disdainfully, not taking the person in front of him seriously at all.

The Xianyun Sect Ye Lin gritted his teeth, and a strong light of hatred erupted in his eyes.

"Ye Xiehong! You damn guy, you don't deserve to be my brother at all. I think about killing you every moment!" ===== CHAPTER 763 =====