NOVEL NEXT Chapter 71: Clearance coup, the focus of the audience
Seeing Hong Yu's confident face, Mu Feihua was relieved.
Fang leisurely took two cranes into the yard, both of which were rented from Ling Beast Workshop and used by Mu Fei Fei and Hong Yu.
He is very skilled in flying, and he doesn't need cranes.
Mu Feihua sat on the crane, wearing a dazzling armor, as if he were a general on an expedition.
"I wish us victory!"
"come on!"
"Oli here!"
Hong Yu was surprised: "Oh what?"
Fang Qingxian shrugged, saying that he had never heard of it.
"Oli is to cheer on." Mu Feifan said.
Hong Yu repeated several times in his mouth, and said with a smile: "This word is amazing to read!"
"We want Ollie to give it!"
Fang Qingxian also exclaimed excitedly: "Oli here!"
Little turkey stayed in the yard, watching the three figures gradually fly away, and waved their chicken wings.
"Wow!"
Lingyun Peak is the peak where Dahe Jianzong's high-level residents live.
Disciple can't get involved on weekdays, unless there is a major event in the clan.
The whole mountain looks like a sword that pierces the sky, majestic and majestic.
The palace on the peak of looks more than ten feet high, very luxurious and magnificent.
There is a square in front of the hall that can accommodate tens of thousands of people.
The floor is made of fine white jade, which is quite strong.
The crane broke through the clouds and quickly flew over the square.
At this moment, thousands of disciples have gathered here.
"So many people?" Hong Yu was surprised.
Fang Qingxian said: "All the disciples of the whole sect are there, no matter the inner door or the outer door, there are more than 5,000 people!"
Hong Yu's small eyes swept away, and he was speechless: "No wonder all of them are so familiar, many of them are our customers."
Mu Feihua heard these words, but he calculated it in his heart.
Dahe Jianzong looks majestic in this different world, but in terms of numbers, it is not as good as a Sendo University in the Alliance.
But this level is very suitable for the current Mu Feihua.
Safe development is the first.
So this swordsmanship check must pass!
He didn't want to leave Jianlu.
An elder stood up and shouted: "Everyone has it, stand at attention!"
The noisy square suddenly quieted down.
The five thousand people are standing straight, and they look neatly formed.
At this time, a middle-aged Taoist priest appeared in front of everyone.
He has a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, and looks extremely serious.
is the current lord of Dahe Sword Sect, the cultivator of the early golden core, Yan Wuhuan!
"My Dahe Jianzong has been passed down to this day for thousands of years."
"A disciple of the sword sect, everyone practices swords, and swordsmanship is the foundation of our sect."
"No matter what realm you are in, you can't lose your roots."
"I hope this inspection, everyone will not let me down!"
He spoke loudly, his voice resounding like Hong Zhong Dalu, resounding throughout the square.
Everyone was nervous at first.
Hearing Yan Wushang's words, he became more nervous.
won't let you down?
Ha ha, I'm afraid it will make you feel desperate right away.
Five thousand people are divided into ten squares of five hundred people.
Ten elders from the later stage of the foundation construction came out, one person in charge of a square array.
The mighty inspection of swordsmanship has begun!
"Brother Fang, please take a moment." Hong Yu stood behind Fang Qingxian and said in a low voice.
Fang said leisurely: "Don't worry, I'll do it slowly later, and you will do as I am."
Hong Yu is overjoyed.
This is his trick to clear the level!
next to Xueba, plagiarism throughout.
As the inspection began, the entire square was filled with the sound of swords piercing the air.
The scene was very shocking.
is very much like a large square dance scene.
Mu Feihua stood quietly beside him, lonely like an outsider.
Fang Qingxian reported to him Dahe swordsmanship, so he didn't need to participate in this ruthless swordsmanship inspection.
At this moment, watching everyone dancing vigorously, Mu Feihua couldn't help but regret it a lot.
How did he know that so many people were being examined at the same time.
Just plug in if you know it, just mix it up and you can pass the level!
But then, Mu Feihua saw that there were continuous disciples being pulled out by the elders.
"You, in the twelfth style, when everyone else shoots the sword to the right, how can you go to the left?"
"You, the sixteenth style, the sword sweeps, what circle are you turning around here?"
"You, twentieth style, if you turn abruptly, you can use the same hand and foot when you use the sword!"
……
The elders wandered around in their respective phalanx, with sharp eyesight, taking all the disciples who fished in troubled waters out.
"So strict?"
The ups and downs of life are so exciting!
Mu Feifan is also thankful that he didn't go to recharge the number too often.
At this moment, Hong Yu felt sweat constantly coming out of his forehead.
Because an elder is standing behind him, his eyes are fixed on his movements.
Hong Yu felt that his sword was shaking.
Elder looked for a while, and suddenly a hand climbed on Hong Yu's shoulder.
hiss!
Hong Yu felt that his heart almost stopped beating.
Ruined!
I'm going to be taken out!
He was wailing desperately inside.
"Good performance!"
"Just move faster, it will be more perfect!"
The elder smiled at him, his eyes are all kind.
Hong Yu's eyes stared like brass bells.
Fuck, is this okay?
He reacted immediately, and hurriedly bowed: "Thank you elder, thank you elder!"
The elder smiled and left.
Time passed by every minute.
Most of the people in the square have already left.
is fully charged!
Sect Master Yan’s face is getting worse and worse.
Dozens, even hundreds of recharged ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he can accept.
More than three thousand people were picked out at once. Who can stand it?
In this position of the overlord, everyone who sits is hot on their buttocks!
Until sunset, many disciples have finished dancing.
At this moment, Fang Qingxian was still gesticulating slowly, his long sword wandering in the air.
Hong Yu was in a hurry, and whispered: "Brother Fang, can we speed up?"
"The sun is down!"
Fang Qing said leisurely: "I'm not afraid that you will not be able to learn something like you will be seen by others?"
Hong Yu wanted to cry without tears: "But now others can't see it?"
He took a look.
No big square, only the two of them are still dancing swords!
The focus of the audience!
Everyone is watching them.
Five thousand pairs of eyes!
The most important thing is that Fang Qingxian dances slowly, and Hong Yu takes the gourd to draw the gourd, and the movements are also slow.
The pace of the two is exactly the same!
Mu Feihua was speechless.
I just danced for a whole day last time.
This product is a chronic one.
At this time, the elder reappeared in front of Hong Yu, and smiled slightly: "Or, you rest, it's weird."
Hong Yu tried to squeeze a smile: "Elder, I think I can save it."
The elder circled him around, and he was amazed: "Not bad, not bad, all copied to the one hundred and seventh style!"
"Just finish the last dance, there is a beginning and an end."
"And did you see that group of people?"
"Go there and stand, waiting for the hair to fall."
Hong Yu glanced in that direction.
There are a large number of densely packed, all disciples who were picked out halfway.
He showed a smile more ugly than crying, and said with great difficulty: "Good!"