With the ninth turn of the Yin Feng spell, Zhao Xing's confidence doubled.

Originally, he didn't expect to grab the first few sticks of incense, but now, he has a certain degree of certainty.

"The temple door is about to open, so hurry up and regain your strength."

Zhao Xing quickly took out three Yuan Judan pills from the Asparagus box and swallowed them, then bit into a Tian Yuan pear, his face suddenly turned rosy.

When my energy was more than half restored, I took a look at the sundial.

"It's already the sixth quarter of Hai hour, and there are only two quarters of an hour left before the temple door will open."

Zhao Xing glanced at the Temple of Heaven Square and found that Shen Zhui still hadn't arrived.

"I don't know what happened to him. The competition for fragrance on the second night was delayed."

"Hopefully it's a good thing."

On the first night, he did not compete for the top spot, but hid in a cave and took Zhuguo to break through.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Xing walked to the other side of the square.

"Young Master Zong."

Zong Shichang was discussing with the people next to him, and was angry who interrupted him. When he saw it was Zhao Xing, he immediately relaxed his brows and said with a smile: "What did you do? You just disappeared for a while, why do you look like this?" A little weak?"

The Ten Thousand Magic Spirit Show caused Zhao Xing's Yin Feng to directly increase from the entry level to the ninth level, but it also consumed a lot of vitality, mainly strength and vigor. After this violent practice, the fluctuations were huge, making Zhao Xing look a little a little bit at this time. malaise.

Zhao Xing ignored Zong Shichang's teasing and went straight to the point: "We will enter the temple later to compete for the top spot. How about you and I?"

When Zong Shichang heard this, he looked troubled and said in a low voice: "To be honest, I am willing, but the people I have recruited will only protect me, but they may not be able to protect you. Please allow me to ask."

Zhao Xing nodded. Zong Shichang was only at the fourth level of Juyuan. It would be nonsense to say that he, a playboy, was allowed to make the decision during the battle.

If Zong Shichang could directly make the decision, Zhao Xing would turn around and leave. This would be taking his life as a joke.

Zong Shichang turned around and whispered among the crowd.

About seventeen or eight people gathered around him.

The first echelon, of course, are the three Juyuan Eighth-Levels, whom I paid to invite.

Since it was a request, Zong Shichang could not order them. For most actions, Zong Shichang had to listen to the opinions of other people's experts.

Zong Shichang also understood things clearly. He would never come to a layman to guide an expert.

In the second echelon, there are five people, who are from the seventh level of Juyuan. They are relatively young and are young talents from Nanyang County. They are considered Zong Shichang's own connections. They have agreed to act together, but there is no master-slave relationship, just cooperation. .

The third echelon is the fifth and sixth levels of Juyuan, who were recruited by Zong Shichang with money. This group of people can listen to Zong Shichang.

Zong Shichang himself is a fun person, so he has no objection to Zhao Xing joining.

The more people, the better. He wished that everyone in the Temple of Heaven Square would come to his place to have a lively atmosphere!

But he knew the importance and felt that it was unlikely that Zhao Xing would join. After all, Sinong himself had no fighting ability, and in his impression, Zhao Xing's rank was not high, at least Zong Shichang couldn't tell.

However, when he spoke, a tall and thin middle-aged man next to him, carrying four swords on his back, spoke: "Master Zong, I think we can let him join."

"Huh?" Zong Shichang was stunned and looked at the master 'Uncle Cang' invited by his father.

"Indeed, the old man is right." Another middle-aged swordsman with a mole on the corner of his mouth also spoke: "Master, you can also learn."

Zong Shichang was a little confused: "Uncle Cang, Uncle Hu, are you kidding? When I borrowed money just now, you two were not happy."

He was a little unsure, thinking that these two people were playing tricks on him. Not only did they give him money, they also brought people with him. Did you, Zong Shichang, lose your mind?

"This time, that time." Uncle Cang said with a smile, "Before he absorbs the third spiritual beauty, he can only be considered useful."

"But after absorbing the third spirit..." A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the swordsman 'Uncle Tiger', "I actually felt a strong threat from this kid, the kind of threat between life and death."

Two of the three masters agreed, while the remaining one remained silent.

Without speaking, he expressed that he had no objection. Zong Shichang was surprised and immediately turned his head and said with a smile: "Actually, I have seen it a long time ago. You see, the two hundred silver notes I had before are still reasonable!

"

The three masters smiled and said nothing.

Can you tell?

You see a hammer! You are just a prodigal, okay?

"Ahem, I'll go talk to him right now." Seeing that no one was complimenting him, Zong Shichang stopped boasting and turned around to come to Zhao Xing.

"Brother Zhao, I've taken care of everything. You'll be competing with us soon."

Zhao Xing actually heard everything, but he still gave a thumbs up: "Awesome, it has to be Mr. Zong."

"Hey, it's all trivial." Zong Shichang felt comfortable all over, and the smile on his face became brighter.

"You still have some time, can I give you a thorough explanation?"

"Okay." Zhao Xing listened attentively. He really didn't know much about these masters.

Zong Shichang stood next to Zhao Xing and pointed to a corner of the Temple of Heaven Square: "Did you see the chrysanthemum-faced man holding a feather fan? That man's name is Wen Zhao, Juyuan Ninth Level, he is thirty-six this year, and he is from Nanyang County Hall of Ceremony

officials."

"He is a ritual cultivator, especially good at 'harmony ritual' and 'fire ritual'."

"He won the fifth stick of incense last night."

Zhao Xing nodded slightly. He also saw that this was a ritual cultivator. When he entered the Temple of Heaven Square, he was the one who burned several of his straw figures.

"The swordsman next to him is named Zhang Boran, who is at the eighth level of Juyuan. He is his cousin. He uses the third-level high-grade 'Tiger Ring Sword' and is good at a middle-level secret skill, the 'Tiger Saber'."

"The two of them are both civil and military, and they work together very well."

Zong Shichang moved his fingers laterally and pointed in another direction: "The man wearing a raincoat with a gray head on his head is called Cao Qiushui, Juyuan Ninth Level."

"He is also a clerk in agriculture, a younger member of the direct line of the Cao family. He ranks third and is also third in strength. He is not as good as his eldest brother Cao Chunfang, and not as good as his seventh brother Cao Wangdong."

Zhao Xing raised his eyebrows: "Are the Cao family descendants of Zhenjun?"

Zong Shichang curled his lips and said: "It is true that he is a descendant of True Lord Caoxi, but this bloodline has been around for thousands of years, so it is nothing special. As the saying goes, the weasel descends from Dou Chuzi."

Seeing that he didn't continue, Zhao Xing said helplessly: "What do you mean?"

Zong Shichang smiled and said: "One generation is not as good as the other. In the past three hundred years, the Cao family has only had a fifth-grade or loose-ranked person."

Zhao Xingdao: "You can't blame them for not working hard. It's really difficult for aristocratic families to get along during this period."

Zong Shichang nodded and said: "Indeed, that one is too cruel and has been sucking the blood of the aristocratic family..."

Zhao Xing waved his hand: "Don't go too far, it's a taboo."

Zong Shichang shut up and looked around. Then his eyes lit up and he pointed to the east of the square and said, "She's here."

"who?"

"Du Jiaojiao, did you see the man with the gun? Yes, he was blocked by the woman with the liuqin."

Zhao Xingshun looked over and saw Lu Qian and the woman holding Liuqin standing and chatting, and behind them there was a cute girl who was a head shorter.

But her gun is quite tall, probably almost four meters long.

"I see, as the name suggests, she is indeed quite petite... Why are you laughing?"

Before Zhao Xing could finish speaking, he saw Zong Shichang holding his stomach and enjoying himself.

"Is something wrong?"

Zong Shichang patted his thigh and said, "Her name is Du Jiaojiao, but she is not petite. She is sitting down!"

"Huh?" Zhao Xing was stunned.

"Don't believe it? Let me show you." Zong Shichang picked up a stone on the ground and threw it over there. "Hey! Brother Du!"

The stone hit the three girls. Lu Qian, who was talking, frowned. When she saw it was Zong Shichang, she immediately scolded: "Zong Shiba, what are you doing, you unlearned bastard!"

Zong Shichang waved his hand: "Qianqian, your scolding is so nice~ Come on, call me twice more~"

Lu Qian was furious and wanted to rush over: "You want to die, don't you?!"

At this time, Du Jiaojiao stood up and grabbed her: "Qianqian, don't be like him."

"Huh." Lu Qian glared fiercely and sat down angrily.

Zong Shichang turned back: "Did you see it?"

Zhao Xing nodded: "I saw it, it's really amazing."

Du Jiaojiao stood up and was eight feet tall!

A rough estimate, at least 2.45 meters!

Moreover, she is extremely majestic and has a cute and delicate face. Unexpectedly, she turned out to be a 'King Kong Barbie'.

"No wonder he uses such a long gun."

Zong Shichang said: "The Du family's guns are very famous in Nanyang County. Her father can be regarded as the best gun master in Nanyang County. This woman also knows at least three intermediate secret skills. Last night she got the second pillar."

Xiang, if she hadn't come a little late, I'm afraid Yang Junxiong might not be able to defeat her."

When Yang Junxiong was mentioned, Zong Shichang's tone became colder: "Yang Junxiong is the man riding the bamboo horse. He is the culprit that caused Brother Wang's death."

"Originally, there were Hong Sihai, Dong Chuan, and Xiang Chenglin in the ninth level of Juyuan. They were quite strong. However, these three people were severely injured by Yang Junxiong yesterday and had to go down the mountain early, ending the mountain climbing.

Journey.”

Severely injuring three Juyuan ninth-level masters? Zhao Xing was slightly surprised: "Is this Yang Junxiong already at the top level? What is his background?"

During the three days of going up the mountain, only officials are allowed to go up the mountain. Officials are generally not in the highest level.

However, if there is an opportunity after going up the mountain, it is possible to break through.

"I don't know." Zong Shichang shook his head, "I haven't found out the origin of this person. There are hundreds of counties in Nanyang County, and I don't know where this person came from."

"Damn, he defeated so many people, he must have gained a lot of talent. He is too strong, I can't avenge him on the mountain."

Zong Shichang was very angry, but once he went down the mountain, no one remembered anything.

Zhao Xing reminded: "Brother Zong, if he is originally at the ninth level of Juyuan and has obtained Lingxiu, then you should stop thinking about revenge. It is more important to save your life."

"You still have to pray that they didn't come for you. Brother Wang's death was just a matter of his doing it smoothly."

"Forget it, let's not mention him."

Zong Shichang opened the asparagus box depressedly. He didn't know whether he was talking about Yang Junxiong getting angry or because his mouth was dry. He took out the iced plum soup and took two sips.

Seeing that Zong Shichang had lost interest in talking, Zhao Xing stopped asking questions and silently gathered strength to wait for the temple door to open.

At the last moment when the temple gates opened, there were fewer and fewer people in Tiantan Square.

Because it was completely dark, the officials who did not have the ability of "bright eyes and night vision" had already exited the Temple of Heaven Square and stayed far away.

Although there were a lot fewer people, the atmosphere became more and more solemn and the voices of discussion became muffled. By the time it was almost midnight, no one was talking.

I just stared silently at the sundial pointer on the square, because it was about to leave the 'Zhi Ge' area.

Some people couldn't stand the solemn atmosphere and chose to quit at the last moment.

The number of people in the square once again decreased by one-third.

Zhao Xing's eyes glowed green in the dark night, and he stared at the pointer.

"clang!"

Suddenly a thick bell sounded from the temple in front.

And the pointer of the sundial also points to midnight!

In the Zishi area, two words are engraved: Wei Wu!

The temple door opened, and ten golden light groups floated out from the door.

That is the ‘incense’ needed to enter the temple and make offerings!

The incense is floating in the sky above the Temple of Heaven Square, hanging without falling, like a bright light.

"Action!" Uncle Cang beside Zong Shichang immediately shouted.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Another Juyuan eighth-level ‘Uncle Tiger’ also quickly jumped into the air, trying to snatch the incense.

In the first wave of incense, only masters with sufficient confidence dare to fight for it.

Although most of the others were moved, they held back and did not take any action.

Because at the moment of martial arts, you are responsible for life and death!

In the huge Temple of Heaven Square, only 21 people dared to jump into the sky to grab the top spot.

But this does not mean that people on the ground are not taking action.

The moment these twenty-one warriors took off.

A voice came from the southeast of the square.

"The purpose of etiquette is to be harmonious!"

The mellow voice rang directly in people's ears, and everyone was momentarily distracted.

It was as if there was an old master with a crown on his head, whispering in his ears.

At this moment, the twenty-one warriors who had just taken off had no fighting spirit in their hearts. Twenty of them landed, and some even staggered and could not stand firm after landing.

"Wen Zhao!" Uncle Cang roared unwillingly, and he and the other person couldn't help but fall down.

Only a silver gun broke through the air. Not only was it unaffected, but it shot up and grabbed one of the incense sticks. It was Du Jiaojiao.

At the same time, the sound of horse hooves was also heard from outside the square. A black figure rode a bamboo horse and flew across the sky without being affected. It arrived first and grabbed a stick of incense before Du Jiaojiao.

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Then, without losing any momentum, he landed in front of the stone steps leading to the temple.

"Yang Junxiong!" Du Jiaojiao's voice was soft but full of fighting spirit. When she landed, she was in the same position as Yang Junxiong.

The stone steps do not allow many people to pass through. Whether or not you feel good first depends on who goes up first.

"Go away!" Yang Junxiong shouted angrily. He also used a gun, but his whole body was red. His momentum was astonishing, as if even the bamboo horse was covered with a layer of glow.

Even though they were so far away, the roar still hurt the ears of people in the square, but Du Jiaojiao was completely unaware of it.

"Intermediate secret skill, lion's roar?" Du Jiaojiao blocked Yang Junxiong with her spear horizontally, her eyes bright. "Let me get out of my way. That depends on whether you have the strength!"

These two people took the lead in grabbing the incense, but the third person was Zhang Boran next to Wen Zhao. Because he jumped back, he was not affected.

But after he landed, he didn't dare to step forward.

Because Yang Junxiong and Du Jiaojiao blocked the way forward, he was only at the eighth level of Juyuan and did not dare to get close.

Three sticks of incense were snatched away, and a fight in the square broke out in an instant.

Wen Zhao's suppression was released in just a moment because he wanted Zhang Boran to snatch it away.

"Xingyun!"

Zhao Xing stretched out his hand, and the moment Zi Shi arrived, he immediately tried to lift the clouds and cover the entire Temple of Heaven Square.

But before Xingyun, he actually took the lead in using [Dark Wind].

He made the dark wind surround him, forming a barrier. In addition to the dark wind, he used the wind spell to form a second barrier.

After being tempered by the sinister wind of the earth, his soul was tough and hard to shake. Therefore, he was barely affected by Wen Zhao. Instead, it was Yang Junxiong's lion's roar that penetrated the wind wall.

The reason why it is so slow is mainly due to the characteristics of the spell, and it also takes time for the clouds to condense.

Almost as soon as the first batch of warriors landed, Du Jiaojiao and Yang Junxiong grabbed the advantage, Zhao Xing's Xingyun propped up in the square.

He must take the initiative, otherwise the subsequent lightning and ice rain will not be able to be used, and he may not be able to win the incense.

"Xingyun!"

Zhao Xing was not the only one who had the same idea. In the Temple of Heaven Square, there were eight other people who successively tried to take advantage of the timing.

Those who dare to take action in the first batch of time periods are all confident in their own spells.

The square is so big and cannot accommodate so many clouds.

So the collision happened immediately.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Clouds collided, thunder sounded, and the Temple of Heaven Square was illuminated brightly for a while.

Lian Wenzhao seemed to be secretly stunned: "The ceremony of heaven and hour is so chaotic. It seems that Cao Qiushui is not the only one who plays the role of Si Nong this time."

"Boom!"

To the west of the square, Cao Qiushui, who was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat on his head, was surrounded by rolling clouds, like a surging river, pushing away the surrounding clouds.

Soon, three people were defeated in the half of the square where he was.

"Brother Cao's Flowing Cloud Technique has reached its fifth turn, and I'm willing to be the loser."

"Thank you, Brother Cao, for showing mercy."

"Humph, my skills are inferior to others, so I have nothing to say."

"Thank you for your concession!" Cao Qiushui smiled and cupped his hands in the direction of the three of them.

Just when he wanted to continue to expand the range of Xingyun to cover the entire square, he found that there was only one left in the other half of the square.

However, Zhao Xing had already dealt with several other competitors, and he did not rely on Xingyun to suppress the other four.

It was purely a secret poke that drove a ray of evil wind to sneak attack on these four people.

The fire of the soul is blowing to the point of collapse, how can it still control the cloud-moving spell?

It was immediately cut and swallowed by Zhao Xing's clouds, and turned into nutrients.

Therefore, Zhao Xing's primary cloud method is no less powerful than Cao Qiushui's intermediate cloud method.

"What's going on? Why did my movement go out of control?"

"Who, who is plotting?!"

"hateful!"

Curses were heard from everywhere in the square.

"Zhao Sanjia, how did you..." Zong Shichang looked at the clouds above his head in disbelief.

He didn't know that Zhao Xing was so powerful. He could hold up the clouds and defeat four other Sinongs in front of many masters at the first time.

"What an amazing control power. How can he swallow up other people's cloud energy with his cloud movement technique?" After Uncle Cang and Uncle Hu landed, they did not jump again, but chose the opportunity to move again. After seeing Zhao Xing's actions, they were very surprised.

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Because they didn't expect Zhao Xing to be of much use, at least in the first wave of competition, they didn't expect him to do anything.

"It's this move again. In the previous test, his clouds were able to swallow up Huang Tao's clouds and use them for his own use..." Zong Shichang was a little excited.

Ignoring the surprise of others, Zhao Xing quickly controlled the clouds to absorb the loser's cloud energy, got ready to go, and took advantage of Cao Qiu Shui's pretentious moment to crash into him.

"Boom!"

Thunder exploded again, and one-fifth of the clouds above Zhao Xing's head were scattered.

But it was quickly absorbed, showing amazing control power.

There were clouds above Cao Qiushui. Although he had an advantage in the collision, the rolling clouds were blocked.

Although it was a passive collision, it was completely beyond everyone's expectations, because Cao Qiushui used the intermediate cloud-moving spell, and Zhao Xing only used the elementary-level cloud moving spell.

"Huh? There are still masters?" Cao Qiushui looked in a certain direction in surprise.
Chapter completed!