Dressed As a Fake Daughter In Xiu Xianwen

?? The martial arts contest of the four martial arts has become the focus of the disciples of all schools for a while. One is that they are rich in rewards, and the other is that they can use martial arts to make friends and get to know more dao friends of other schools.

?? At the same time, in the imperial palace of Jimo City, a man in a bright yellow dragon robe sat on the dragon chair, and his favorite son, the third prince, Gao Chengxuan stood beside him.

?? "Cheng Xuan, how is that going on?" The old emperor asked while reviewing the memorial.

?? "If you go back to the emperor, everyone knows the rewards of the martial arts contest. According to the eyes of these days, the rewards of the Four Gates Party are bound to be won this time, and even some sects have left behind." The third prince stood aside respectfully.

?? "Well, the four main sects are too arrogant, just use this opportunity to let them suppress each other, otherwise sooner or later it will be detrimental to the royal family." The old emperor said solemnly.

?? "Erchen understands that the more chaotic the martial arts contest, the better." Gao Chengxuan showed a clear expression.

?? "I can rest assured that you are good at doing things. You are so talented and suitable to rest and practice immortality. In the future, these sect forces will still have to be managed by you. As for the prince, he will be in charge of internal affairs. With your help, you will definitely help the prince a lot."

?? "Father, rest assured, the son will do his best to assist the emperor brother, the son will resign first." Gao Chengxuan saluted the old emperor.

?? The old emperor nodded and told him to retreat.

?? Gao Chengxuan has just left the gate of the old emperor’s palace, and the humility on his face has long since disappeared. He doesn’t understand. How did his father look at his trash brother, Wen Tao and martial arts should be him. That's it.

?? A few days later, the martial arts contest will be held as scheduled, but the venue for this contest is a special martial arts arena for the royal army. There are dozens of light arenas. The numbered spirit stone, if the number on the spirit stone is the same, the pairing is successful.

?? Song Zhixia’s first game was scheduled in the morning. The opponent was a young disciple from Lingjiangmen. Seeing Song Zhixia, his eyes were straight. Before he could say anything, he was slapped off the stage by Song Zhixia with a palm. Not long after the foundation was built, Song Zhixia's cultivation was not on the same level as Song Zhixia's cultivation, so Song Zhixia was useless and put people out of the ring.

?? Wei Zhao and Zhou Qingxue are the same, Yuan Yingqi's cultivation base can be said to be cutting melons and vegetables among a group of Caiji disciples, and they won without even showing their weapons.

?? Song Weizhi's match was in the afternoon. She always felt that this martial arts contest was weird, coupled with the previous black-clothed people's affairs, so Song Weizhi was very cautious, and she was determined to win the mysterious bird's soul fragment.

?? The disciple who was fighting her was a disciple who was cultivated during the opening period of Xuan Tianmen. Seeing that she was a beautiful female nun, he even thought about getting close to Song Weizhi.

?? "Junior sister, is your name Song Weizhi? Good name, can we get to know each other after we finish the test in a while?"

?? Song Weizhi didn't even give him a wink. He just heard the sound of the gong and slapped it out with a palm. The male disciple just drew out his sword and wanted to make a quick talk, but he was already vomiting blood. Flying more than ten meters away, this was one of the few **** matches in the first day of the game.

?? After the comparison of Song Weizhi, regardless of other people's pointers, he returned to his disciple's residence with his little girl. As the name suggests, the martial arts competition is based on competitions, so it is normal for people to be injured or killed.

?? Until more than ten days later, the number of people eliminated gradually increased. Among them, many disciples died because of the competition, and all schools were injured. In the end, only 16 people were left to advance. Song Weizhi and the others All are among the sixteen people.

?? Entering the round of 16 games, not only came to watch a large number of disciples, the three princes of the royal family, Gao Chengxuan, also came to watch the game in person. Several heads came forward to greet Gao Chengxuan, although all four sects have their own cultivation skills The vulgar monks can hide dragons and crouching tigers in the royal family. To make the martial art develop better, the support of the royal family is indispensable.

?? Song Zhixia is facing Wang Xian of Yufeng Valley, Jin Dan first entered the cultivation base, the spiritual root is the single spiritual root of the wood system, and his natal beast is a huge elephant.

?? Although Song Zhixia said that the small realm is much better than Wang Xian, the Yuanshen Divine Beast Yi is still a problem for her. When the bronze gong on the martial arts field rang, Song Zhixia took the lead. She used the sword to burn the sword. The sea of ​​flames rushing towards Wang Xian, Wang Xian urged the spiritual power in his body to attract all the surrounding leaves and vegetation to him, and at the same time he took out a palm.

?? Fortunately, Song Zhixia's spiritual power is abundant. Not only did this wave of vegetation attacks fail to injure Song Zhixia, but was burned by the sword-burning fire. Under the impetus of Song Zhixia spiritual power, he gradually approached Wang Xian, and Wang Xian had to The beast urging him to attack Song Zhixia from behind.

?? After Song Zhixia's two pieces of Yuanshen fragments returned, her five senses became more acute, and she had already felt the abnormality behind her. She slapped Wang Xian on the fire from the starting prairie, and at the same time Yujian turned over to avoid the elephant's attack, but took advantage of it. Riding on the elephant, the spirit sword plunged straight into the elephant's head from top to bottom, Song Zhixia used ten percent of his spiritual power, and the original spirit beast fell straight to the ground and twitched.

?? Wang Xian saw that his soul was injured, and people began to become impatient. The original meticulous sword moves frequently made mistakes and omissions. Song Zhixia only picked one stab, and the sword tip was already buried in Wang Xian's chest and abdomen. middle.

?? Song Zhixia had no intention of hurting people and pulled out the spirit sword, while Wang Xian clutched his wound and fell on the ring.

?? At this moment, the elder Fei of Yufenggu hit the ring and glared at Song Zhixia, "The martial arts contest is a martial arts match, you dare to hurt my lover and take your life."

?? Speaking of it was actually a palm shot at Song Zhixia, Song Zhixia has just used a lot of spiritual power, and the realm of this elder is already in the fit period, Song Zhixia is inevitable, she can only do her best The flying body retreated, and the palm that should have hit her was picked up alive, and it was Song Weizhi who stood not far in front of her.

?? After Song Weizhi took the palm, he didn't change his face and said: "The martial arts contest is a life and death. If Yufenggu can't afford to lose, don't come to the competition, so as not to regret it after losing, and it will be embarrassing. ."

?? "You, the unknown junior dare to talk to me like this, and see if I will not kill you today."

?? But Song Weizhi's words are true, so the elder's behavior caused the other three factions to boycott:

?? "Just get out if you can't lose, it's really disgusting to be an elder."

?? "Get out, get out, get out."

The shouts of the audience kept coming and going, and the head of Yufenggu felt that his face couldn’t be hung up anymore. He proclaimed a salute to Gao Cheng. Then he said loudly: “What is the elder? I am embarrassed, the third prince, our Yufeng Valley is not like this on weekdays, please don't take offense."

?? Gao Chengxuan smiled and nodded: "You can understand, you care about the disciples, let's continue the competition."

?? Song Weizhi stretched out his hand to lead the little girl behind him and walked away. There was a distance from the noisy crowd. After Song Weizhi set the barrier, the blood in his mouth was vomited.

?? "Senior Sister, how are you? Is the injury serious? Don't play for a while, okay? Let's abstain, okay? I don't want that kind of soul fragment." Song Zhixia didn't understand why those people treated her. The maliciousness is so great, it is obviously a fair and honest test, why does this happen? Sister Sister was injured again for herself, Song Zhixia didn't dare to think how many times it was. As long as she was in danger, Sister would always protect herself.

?? Song Zhixia’s tears fell down like a broken thread, Song Weizhi used a body purification technique to remove the blood stains on her body and lips. Just now, that person’s cultivation was a realm higher than her, and she took it. The palm was really reluctant, and the body had already suffered internal injuries, but Song Weizhi still forced the blood qi in his throat, and she had to get this piece of primordial spirit.

?? "Xia Xia, I'm all right, you are not allowed to say anything outrageous, the Xuanniao Yuanshen fragment itself is yours, we must find it back." Song Weizhiqiang endured the sharp pain in his chest and held the little girl around. In her arms, her slender fingers wiped away the girl's tears little by little.

?? The little girl sniffed and said, "But sister, your injury, no, I will take it by myself this time. I don't want the senior sister to take a risk for me."

?? "How can this be called an adventure? This is part of your body. I can't let others get your soul fragments. Don't worry, how can I stand and talk to you if I am seriously injured?"

?? "But, but..."

?? "No, but it's coming to me soon, let's go over." Song Weizhi said, holding the little girl's hand and walking back.

?? Gao Chengxuan's eyes have been on Song Zhixia and Song Weizhi, "Zhou, what is the name of the woman who has just won the game? She is really superb in appearance and strength."

?? "The third prince is absurdly praised, that is the inner disciple who has just joined my Hanshan Sword Sect, named Song Zhixia, with good aptitude, I didn't expect her to be in the top sixteen." Zhou Yeran hurried to the side. Replied.

?? Gao Chengxuan smiled and nodded his head a few times, and then no more text.

?? Song Weizhi patted the back of the little girl's hand a few times to comfort him, and he was still on the ring. Shengsheng caught it, which also caused Song Weizhi's opponent to be a little afraid of her from the beginning.

?? The way of martial arts is like this. The enemy is strong and I am weak. Originally, Song Weizhi suffered a severe internal injury and needed to be calm. As long as his opponent was spending time with Song Weizhi, Song Weizhi must be physically weak, but the opposite person kept shrinking. Shrinking, not daring to attack, this also gave Song Weizhi a chance, and saw that she would infuse all the few auras into the Li Shuo sword, and slap the Li Shuo sword with a palm, the momentum can swallow the mountains and rivers.

?? The disciple on the opposite side was scared at first, seeing that this posture didn't accept the move at all, he flew off the ring, and actually gave up.

?? Song Weizhi backed up a few steps, enduring the severe pain on her body. She was already injured, but she just mobilized her spiritual power. She could only increase the injury, but she could not let others see her condition. , I was stunned and pressed a bit of blood in his mouth abruptly, and walked down calmly.

?? She stretched out her hand and grabbed Song Zhixia’s arm. In fact, she gave her focus to the little girl. She pinched a barrier and whispered to Song Zhixia: "Xia Xia, help me, don’t let others see me. It's strange."

?? Song Zhixia endured the tears in his eyes and walked a little farther away, Yu Jian took Song Weizhi away.

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