The restless Starfall Peak ushered in the most moving moment.

Eight hundred Sword Pavilion disciples with long swords on their backs lined up with torches holding fireworks.

As soon as those Sword Pavilion disciples in green shirts appeared, they orderly divided into two teams, isolating all the onlookers around Tianchi from hundreds of meters away from the edge of Tianchi.

Immediately afterwards, the six Tianchi Sword Attendants of the Sword Pavilion and the seven leaders who won the Qingmei Boiling Sword Meeting and obtained the qualification to enter the Tianchi, a total of thirteen proud figures appeared in the midst of countless eyes.

Thirteen figures stopped beside the Heavenly Pool.

Directly opposite them, three people walked out of the magnificent golden hall, and they were the masters of the three halls of the four gates and three halls of the Sword Pavilion.

Luo Changfeng, who was among the thirteen figures, looked at the three Sword Pavilion powerhouses in front of the stone steps outside the Golden Palace Gate from a distance across the Tianchi, and roughly estimated that the strength of these three hall masters should have been immersed in the Tribulation Realm for a long time. Moreover, the way of the sword belongs to the line of words, and the ability to fight and survive is much stronger than the six-character door master of the academy in the same realm.

Luo Changfeng couldn't help but sigh a little.

If there is no grudge between the two saints of the Sword Pavilion that has been entangled for thousands of years, then this Kunlun Seventy-two Strange Peaks is under the management and leadership of the two brothers of the Star Picker and the Star Gazer, and I am afraid that even the Imperial League will be difficult to match.

Luo Changfeng, who was thinking about this, glanced at the white-haired senior brother beside him.

Thinking that no matter what difficulties and dangers he encounters in the future, he will definitely not meet his senior brother and kill each other.

Together, they will protect the college.

They are all inheritors of the College and are also the guardians of the College.

"What's wrong?" Sensing Luo Changfeng's gaze that had lingered for a long time, Senior Brother Huangfu Yi asked in a low voice.

"It's fine. Luo Changfeng retracted his gaze, looked at the bottomless sinkhole with a huge black sword in front of him, and continued, "I think I'm going to enter the heavenly pool." ”

The three Sword Pavilion Hall Masters inevitably had some politeness and congratulations in front of the Golden Palace.

After boiling the rain day after day, the master of the Imperial Sword Hall in the center briefly explained the matters to be paid attention to when entering the Heavenly Pond.

"Keep that last point in mind. ”

"There are countless famous swords in the Tianchi that have never belonged, and you can receive the swords with your own books after entering the Tianchi. ”

"Anyone who comes from the sword of Tianchi, even if it is an ancient sword divine weapon that my Sword Pavilion has sealed for thousands of years, if you have the strength to obtain it, there is no reason for the Sword Pavilion not to follow the rules of sword washing. ”

The countless cultivators who were separated by the eight hundred negative sword disciples of the Sword Pavilion were all surprised, and they were amazed by the confidence and skill of the Sword Pavilion.

You must know that after the fall of the Sword Pavilion Ancestor in the past, he left four divine swords hanging high in the sky.

The four swords had fallen to the top of Starfall Peak together with the meteor shower that flew through the sky.

Although it is only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and I don't know where to go.

But once you get the qualification to enter the Heavenly Pool, it is possible to find real soldiers from the countless ancient swords. Even if the odds are so slim as to be miraculous, it's infinitely desirable.

Hearing this, Luo Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't guess the sage's thoughts, let alone know what the purpose of the stargazer was for taking the four swords.

But since he entered Tianyun City, he has vaguely felt uneasy and troubled in his heart.

After all, in the Land of the Sword Pavilion, if you want to take away the four Sword Pavilion Ancestors' divine swords without any hindrance, it is simply a fantasy.

Although the stargazing old man Yi Xingchuan had already entered the Star Picking Pavilion, Luo Changfeng and the four of them would not be in danger alone, but they could hear the attitude and position of the Sword Pavilion, and for him, the burden on his shoulders was a little lighter.

Everything is explained.

The eight hundred Sword Pavilion disciples around Tianchi drew their long swords one after another.

The movements were uniform, startling the sword wind.

Eight hundred long swords pointed to the starry sky.

In the night, you can hear the shocking and reverberating roar of a hundred swords.

The picture in front of him shocked Luo Changfeng.

I saw the eight hundred disciples waving their swords and dancing in unison under the illumination of countless lights.

Fighting swords and flowers.

Thousands of mighty sword lights suddenly shot out from Starfall Peak, and the sword light raged and swam under the galactic chessboard.

A thick sword intent permeated the top of Starfall Peak, and those sword intents made people feel cold.

All the cultivators who were separated from the Heavenly Pool by the disciples of the Eight Hundred Sword Pavilion retreated one after another, wanting to stay away from this sword intent cold sense.

"Condensing ......" The disciples of the Eight Hundred Sword Pavilion shouted in unison.

The hundreds of thousands of astonishing sword lights that shot under the starry sky began to converge, and in an instant, they condensed into sword flowers with formidable sword aura.

Thirteen sword flowers of different sizes hovered over the Tianchi, as if they were blooming in the dark blue of the night, so beautiful.

The disciples of the Eight Hundred Sword Pavilion gathered their swords together.

Then they hugged their swords and saluted.

A voice shook the sky: "Please enter the heavenly pool!"

......

The sound of Starfall Peak filled the sky.

Thirteen sword flowers of different sizes slowly swirled and flew down.

Luo Changfeng and the other twelve eyes of the senior brother all converged on the first disciple of the Sword Pavilion, Mu Yun Sword City.

Muyun Sword City stood with his hands in his hands.

The voices of the eight hundred fellow disciples echoed in his ears, feeling the sword intent on the thirteen sword flowers, and his heart was relaxed and happy with the mountain breeze.

The Starfall Peak under the galaxy chessboard is quite vast and exciting at the moment.

Muyun Sword City swept lightly at this exciting moment and floated on top of the sword flower.

Behind him, four young sword commanders of gold, silver, copper, and iron followed, and they all rode the four sword flowers hovering at the entrance of the Tianchi.

Immediately followed by the sword and willow burning the sky without saying a word.

The wind blew up the empty sleeves of the fall, and the figure of the fall was like a wind remnant, and when it reappeared, it was already on the sword flower.

The shouts of the demon boy Lin'er sounded in the crowd, and the phoenix, who was called her sister, showed an innocent smile at the demon boy, and then waved her small fist, and raised her foot to step on the sword flower.

The disciples from the Western Buddhism sect pronounced a Buddha name, and the golden lotus in their hands rose in the wind. With a thought of stepping on the golden lotus, the lotus was born step by step, and the sword flower was like stepping on the void like a mountain.

Emperor Wuxian glanced at Senior Brother Xiao Wang beside him, and that glance had a complicated meaning.

Wang Xiaoer looked quite innocent and smiled.

Then he reached out and made a plea.

Emperor Wu tearfully flicked his sleeves and left silently.

Of the thirteen candidates who were qualified to take the Sword Tianchi, only Senior Brother Luo Changfeng and Senior Brother Xiao Wang, who had no intention of cultivating the golden mean, were now left.

Wang Xiaoer is indisputable.

It's not that there is no quarrel with the world, but that there is no quarrel with people.

Looking at the pair of senior brothers on the left, who were said to be from the Sichuan Sect of the Academy, his eyes couldn't help but linger on Luo Changfeng, who had defeated the Wang Dao Sword, for a moment, and then asked him to salute.

Luo Changfeng arched his hand, which was regarded as a return gift.

He looked at the three sword flowers hovering above Tianchi and frowned slightly.

How could the disciples of the Sword Pavilion be so kind as to send them into the Heavenly Pool?

Luo Changfeng clearly felt the rich and strong sword intent implied on the sword flower. That sword intent was obviously the final assessment of the thirteen selected people by the top level of the Sword Pavilion.

However, after seeing the sneering and watching glances from the eight hundred Sword Pavilion disciples, Luo Changfeng realized in his heart that perhaps this so-called final assessment was just a target given to him by those Sword Pavilion disciples who were angry in their hearts.

Because he defeated the king of the sword path in the minds of countless Sword Pavilion disciples.

Because he defeated the royal sword.

Therefore, the disciples of the Eight Hundred Sword Pavilion left a strong sword intent on the thirteen sword flowers.

These sword intents may not be worth mentioning to others. But for the blind brother, it is quite tricky.

Luo Changfeng looked around.

He seemed to see the gloating expressions of all the Sword Pavilion disciples.

All the Sword Pavilion disciples seemed to be waiting for themselves to make a fool of themselves with their senior brother.

He didn't want to support his senior brother and carefully ride the sword flower that hovered in the air.

Because of this, more disdainful eyes will fall on the senior brother, and there will be more gossip and humiliation of the Sichuan disciples of the academy who are as famous as the Wang Dao Sword.

Senior brother is proud!

He wouldn't let any foul language, even a casual sarcastic gaze fall on his senior brother.

Luo Changfeng will never allow it!

"Please take the sword flower ......"

The disciples of the Eight Hundred Sword Pavilion held their swords and saluted again.

Sonic boom starry sky.

They are going to kill this pair of controversial academy brothers!

Luo Changfeng, who felt humiliated, pursed his lips and gritted his teeth.

He held out his hand.

He reached out and shook it into the void.

Under the gaze of countless sarcasm, the two sword flowers hovering above the Tianchi slowly floated to them very obediently.

Two sword flowers floated at the feet of the two.

A smile appeared on the corner of Luo Changfeng's mouth.

Under the starry sky, there was a loud and cheerful voice.

"Senior brother, please take the sword. ”

(PS: What about the four watches, don't hit me, I'll cover my face!, I'm sorry.) It can only be guaranteed by quality...... ）