Mo Zhiyao, Ge Shu Hongyan, Bai Xie, and Mo Yan are now the four most powerful disciples in Nanyuan.
With their strength, working together, no matter what opponent they encounter, they can at least protect themselves.
Not a problem.
Furthermore, these four people are all extremely murderous, and Bai Xie and Mo Yan are somewhat worse.
After all, they basically stay in Nanyuan on weekdays.
Geshu Hongyan has been practicing alone for several years, and because she has a Linming Yin body, if she cannot collect all the medicinal materials to refine the Nine Turns of the Underworld Pill before the deadline, she will only have fifteen years to live.
Being under such a shadow all the time, how could her murderous nature be so mild?
And Mo Zhiyao's murderous nature is definitely the most serious among the four.
He stepped on other people's corpses along the way and crawled out from the pile of dead people.
He was definitely ruthless and decisive.
If Zuo Changfeng hadn't suppressed him, Gu Fei would not be the only one who died on the arena.
With the four of them here, there will inevitably be conflicts with other cultivation forces in this Sifang Pavilion competition, and the number of conflicts will never be small.
In this case, how dare Zuo Changfeng let others follow them?
He might as well just send the four of them to participate in this Sifange Competition, and do whatever you like.
Hearing Zuo Changfeng say that Nanyuan only sent four of them to participate in the Sifange Competition this time, not only Mo Zhiyao was stunned, but even his brother Shu Hongyan was a little stunned.
However, the two of them didn't say anything.
They were both quick-thinking people.
After thinking about it for a while, they could guess a little bit about Zuo Changfeng's thoughts.
The corner of Mo Zhiyao's mouth slowly curved with a hint of blood, and he said to Zuo Changfeng in a cold voice: "Great Elder, don't worry.
In this Sifang Pavilion Competition, I will let the other three sects pay their previous debts.
The debt will be repaid with interest.”
When Zuo Changfeng heard this, he immediately rubbed his forehead.
Sure enough, it was like this.
"In addition, what I want to tell you two is that the location of this Sifang Pavilion Competition is the Sealed Land," Zuo Changfeng said with a slightly louder voice.
"Sealed Land" Mo Zhiyao was suddenly startled.
Didn't it mean that the Sealed Land would be opened only once every thirty years on average?
The last time it was opened was two years ago, how could it be opened again so soon?
"The time to open the sealed land is decided by our four great sects.
There are no fixed rules.
If you want to open it, just open it."
Seeing Mo Zhiyao's doubts, Zuo Changfeng helped him explained.
"This time the Sifang Pavilion Competition, after discussion by the four great sects, has been decided to be held in the Sealed Land.
And the reason for this decision has something to do with you."
"The last time I opened the Sealed Land for a sect trial, you basically got all the benefits.
The other three major sects were naturally angry, so they decided to place this Sifang Pavilion Competition in the Sealed Land.
Held."
Zuo Changfeng looked at Mo Zhiyao with a strange expression and said.
"Huh--" Mo Zhiyao let out a long breath of white breath, with a flash of fire in his eyes.
The sealed land is a treasure land for me.
Not to mention the many treasures in it, the unique devilish energy in it is a great tonic for me.
In the Sealed Land, my cultivation speed is much faster than in the fifth-level Sky-Splitting Road.
"There are many treasures in the sealed land.
After you enter, you should pay more attention.
Maybe you can find Xuanyin Lingsha and Hanming Fruit there."
Zuo Changfeng said with a solemn expression.
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Mo Zhiyao and Ge Shu Hongyan heard this and nodded quickly.
In the latter's eyes, there was a glimmer of hope.
"Okay, I've said all that needs to be said.
In one month, the Sifang Pavilion Competition will be held.
You should go back and prepare well."
Zuo Changfeng waved his hand and said to the two of them.
Upon hearing this, Mo Zhiyao and Ge Shu Hongyan quickly bowed and saluted, and then pushed the door open one after the other.
However, when Mo Zhiyao, who was walking behind, kicked in and out of the door, Zuo Changfeng's light and slightly funny voice came from behind.
"Hongyan girl already has a spiritual energy source in her body.
This girl doesn't have many friends, so if you choose Xuan-level skills, these two rewards will be yours.
What a pity."
Mo Zhiyao staggered suddenly and his face turned bitter.
No wonder Brother Shu Hongyan had that expression.
It turned out that he had been begging for a long time, but he only got what was his own.
Not only did he lose a Xuan-level skill, but he also got a Renqing Mo Zhiyao suddenly felt a little tight in his chest and his vision went dark.
His grandma would have suffered a big loss this time.
Stepping out of the small building, it was already getting late outside, and the fiery red sunset hung over the sky, making the entire sky red.
The two walked slowly on the quiet path for a long time.
Brother Shu Hongyan suddenly stopped and turned to look at Mo Zhiyao.
Seeing this, Mo Zhiyao also quickly stopped and looked at Ge Shu Hongyan, wondering what was wrong with the latter.
"Thank you."
A voice as low as a mosquito came from the red lips, and a faint blush appeared on Geshu Hongyan's face.
I don't know if it was caused by the afterglow of the sunset or other reasons.
At this moment, the ice-cold girl seemed to have something else.
"Ah" Mo Zhiyao was startled when he heard the words.
Before he could react, Geshu Hongyan turned her delicate body, and her graceful figure was like a thunderbolt, drawing a wonderful arc in the air and disappearing into the distance in an instant.
Looking at the beautiful girl going away with some confusion, Mo Zhiyao touched his nose and asked what kind of game this senior sister was playing.
The world became a little darker, Mo Zhiyao's eyes looked into the distance, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved.
There was a fierceness and fierceness in his eyes, and underneath that, there was also a sense of awe and expectation.
Three great sects, I, Mo Zhiyao, am waiting for you in the sealed land.
The next day, an elder from Nanyuan came to the door in person and brought the origin of the wind spirit to Mo Zhiyao.
In the days that followed, Nanyuan returned to the bustle of the past, and all the disciples began to practice step by step again.
Everything seemed to be no different.
However, under this peaceful surface, there is an undercurrent surging.
This undercurrent is like a brewing volcano, waiting for the day it will erupt completely.
The source of this undercurrent is four young men and women who entered the Tiantian Road retreat at the same time.
Time passed day by day, and the atmosphere in Nanyuan gradually became tense, filled with the smell of an approaching storm, because it was not until the day when the Sifang Pavilion Competition was held.
It's getting closer.
The Sifang Pavilion Competition held once every ten years is not a competition and discussion between fellow sects, but a real life-and-death fight.
There, it is full of blood, full of violence, and filled with ferocity.
If you are not careful, you will fall.
Now, all Nanyuan disciples know that the four strongest disciples of Nanyuan participating in the Sifang Pavilion Competition this time are the four strongest disciples headed by the eldest sister, Shu Hongyan.
On behalf of all Nanyuan disciples, they will go to the Sealed Land to engage in a fierce competition filled with endless dangers with the other three sects and countless cultivation forces.
Although there are countless treasures in the sealed land, there are also countless monsters inside.
While facing those monsters, you must always be careful of other cultivation forces, especially the disciples of the three great sects. sneak attacks and assassinations.
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Many Nanyuan disciples know that in previous Sifang Pavilion competitions, among the four major sects, Nanyuan suffered the most serious losses.
Although the other three great sects also had many conflicts with each other, when they met Nanyuan's disciples, they would form a short-term alliance and join forces to deal with Nanyuan.
In addition to the three major sects, there are many other cultivation forces who will also intervene.
After all, there will never be fewer people who add insult to injury.
Therefore, every Sifang Pavilion Competition is always painful in the hearts of all Nanyuan disciples.
But this time, almost all Nanyuan disciples have a feeling that the ending of this Sifang Pavilion Competition may be different from the previous ones, because , this time Nanyuan has a new disciple, his name is Mo Zhiyao.
In front of him, there seems to be no enemy that cannot be defeated.
No matter how terrifying the opponent is, the one who laughs in the end will always be his almost blind confidence in this unruly young man.
All Nanyuan disciples have an almost blind confidence. . .
In the early morning, on a mountain platform in Nanyuan, there were the great elder Zuo Changfeng, elder Fenkong, Geshu Hongyan, Mo Zhiyao, Bai Xie, and Mo Yan.
Looking at the four young girls standing side by side opposite, Zuo Changfeng's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity, then he narrowed his eyes and said: "This time in the Sifang Pavilion Competition, I have only one request for the four of you, that is, you must all It won’t be enough for me to come back alive without even one person.”
Looking at Zuo Changfeng in front of them, Mo Zhiyao and the four of them looked at each other, and then nodded solemnly.
However, there was a hint of coldness in the eyes of the four of them.
If you come back alive, you won't be able to do anything.
Those who have done anything to Nanyuan disciples will also have to pay the price.
Zuo Changfeng stepped forward, reached out and patted the four of them on the shoulders, and said in a low voice: "You four, remember, in my eyes, in the eyes of all the elders, and in the eyes of all the disciples, you are more valuable than anyone else or any treasure.
The important thing is that as long as you four are fine, that will be the best result."
"I don't care how many people I kill or who I kill, but nothing will happen to you four."
"Yes."
The four of them looked at Zuo Changfeng and replied loudly in unison.
Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Zuo Changfeng's face, and then he nodded.
"Go ahead, we at Nanyuan will be waiting for the four of you to return in triumph."
The four of Mo Zhiyao bowed and saluted at the same time, then turned back and waved heavily towards the countless Nanyuan disciples below.
Then they flashed their bodies at the same time, jumped into the air, and flew away in the distance. .
Looking at the four figures quickly disappearing, Zuo Changfeng took a deep breath, and Elder Fenkong next to him said: "Don't worry, senior brother, if the four of them join forces, nothing will happen.
This time the Sifang Pavilion Competition will be successful.
The ending will definitely be different from the previous ones.”
"Yes, I feel the same way."
Zuo Changfeng nodded slowly, as if talking to himself, and as if answering Elder Fenkong's question
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