Chapter Twenty-Three: The Terrifying Sword Cultivation
At the speed of the spaceship, it also took a morning to reach the place of Arctic Square, where many people had already gathered.
As soon as Dugu Kite landed, an acquaintance immediately greeted her: "Brother Dugu, I haven't seen you for a long time, and your demeanor is still the same as it was back then!"
Looking at the person in front of him, Dugu Kite respectfully hugged his fists and said: "Brother Ye smiled, the things in the sect have been stirring up a lot, and I am really sorry that I didn't come to visit my brother." ”
Listening to the polite words of the two, Lin Changfeng couldn't help but ask curiously, "I don't know who this person is?" ”
"The person who spoke to His Highness just now is Zhao Wuya, the sect master of the Litian Sect, you are looking at the person sitting on the main seat, it is Lin Xiu, the sect master of the Burning Flame, and as for those sitting in the back row, they are all some second-rate forces. Liang Qiongyun explained.
Lin Changfeng nodded, "I see, I've heard before that in addition to the 12 guardian gods, there are countless second-rate forces in the corpse soul realm, it seems that there are a lot of people participating in the competition this time!"
Yue Qingqi also seconded the proposal: "Yes, I heard that many masters have come to participate in the big competition this time, Brother Lin, it is not easy for you to enter the top three." ”
After hearing this, Lin Changfeng not only did not be afraid, but his blood was boiling, fighting against the strong, it was afraid for others, but it was enjoyment for him.
And on the side of the conference, I saw Lin Xiu, who was the leader, stood up, touched the scimitar on his waist, and said very domineeringly: "It's another annual sect competition, to determine the ranking and the number of places in the relics of the September Emperor, and now the old man will talk about the rules and rewards of the conference." ”
Everyone quieted down and listened silently to Lin Xiu's senior's speech, "The top three in this big competition will each be rewarded with a Corpse Soul Pill, this Pill is my personal sacrifice, and it can be used to cultivate the soul. ”
Hearing this, Lin Changfeng couldn't help but be moved, because of Asura's situation, this Corpse Soul Pill had to be obtained.
Lin Xiu saw that everyone's eyes were full of urgency, and then said in a heartfelt manner: "In addition to the Corpse Soul Pill, all the monks who can hit the top ten will be re-ranked by the sect according to the ranking, and the top ten can also get the place of the Nine Shadows Great Emperor Ruins." ”
The crowd shouted, "Good!"
Immediately, Zhao Wuya and Dugu Kite came to the center of the venue at the same time, standing on Lin Xiu's left and right. Lin Xiu looked at it, nodded and said, "Brother Zhao, Brother Zuo, and this time, Dabi also asks the two of you to jointly supervise and take on this responsibility." ”
Zhao Wuya smiled innocently, "Brother Lin, don't worry, all this is on Zhao." ”
Dugu Kite's eyes rolled, and he said coldly: "Everything is arranged by Brother Lin." ”
Lin Xiu nodded, then turned around and looked at everyone and said, "This competition is a random lottery to arrange a duel, and the players from the sect who are not in the turn of the competition can sit down below and watch quietly." ”
With the arrangement of Lin Xiu's seniors, all the players drew their numbers, Lin Changfeng looked at the token in his hand, which said eighteen, knowing that it was still early, he found a place to sit down.
And there are already players on the field here who have started to fight, on the left is Lu Jing, a disciple of the Purple Mist Palace of the prefecture-level sect, and on the right is Zhou Gong, a disciple of the Thousand Miles Sect. The two of them hugged their fists at the same time, and they started the fight.
Lu Jingnai is a core disciple of the Purple Mist Palace, and his cultivation is in the late stage of the Qi Martial Realm, he is good at using swords, and with the natal magic weapon Purple Bamboo Sword, he once crossed the level to kill the martial artists of the Qi Base Realm, and his opponent is Zhou Gong, the grandson of the elder of the Thousand Thousand Miles Sect, although his cultivation is also in the late stage of the Qi Martial Realm, he is good at body techniques and assassination techniques, which is also quite terrifying.
There are also many people in the audience who are talking and saying: "Lu Jing's swordsmanship is extraordinary, and he must have won." Lin Changfeng couldn't help but smile when he heard this, there are often too many factors in the duel between monks, unless there is absolute strength. And Lin Changfeng is more optimistic about the Zhou Palace.
On the side of the ring, Lu Jing looked at Zhou Gong and looked up to the sky and said with a long roar: "My purple bamboo sword has killed a lot of powerful martial artists, and today you can die under my sword, which can be regarded as a blessing for three lives." ”
Zhou Gong didn't say much, but disappeared in an instant, and Lu Jing and everyone in the audience were puzzled: "Where did you go? ”
Only Lin Changfeng saw Zhou Gong disappear into the sky above Lu Jing with high-speed movement, and then said to himself: "It's over!"
Lu Jing couldn't find anyone everywhere, his angry eyes turned red, and he waved the sword in his hand frantically, and at this moment, a dagger was inserted into Lu Jing's neck, maybe Lu Jing didn't understand until he died, what was going on?
Zhou Gong looked at Lu Jing's body, revealing a hint of mockery, and then walked out of the ring, and the next game was also very exciting and cruel, brushing off a group of people in one afternoon.
Lin Changfeng waited for a long time before he heard the senior who presided over the game call the eighteenth to play, so he stepped into the ring. And his opponent also walked up, and the two looked at each other.
Lin Changfeng showed a trace of disdain in his hand, and knew that he was being despised, but it didn't matter, this was the effect he wanted, and then he turned his energy, and a dragon-shaped energy blasted out.
Lin Changfeng's opponent was Wu Hai, a genius disciple of the Burning Fire Sect, he had always belonged to the kind of person who had no one in his eyes, and when he saw Lin Changfeng's big support, he just dealt with himself with a random force, and couldn't help but say angrily: "Is this the only way for the disciples of the Soul Palace?" If so, then you should die!"
Wuhai did not dodge or hide in the face of Lin Changfeng's energy, and when he was about to reach Wuhai's side, a smile appeared on the corner of Lin Changfeng's mouth. It turned out that this energy was infused with a trace of the power of the human emperor's pen, and when he heard a bang, he fell to the ground without a sea.
Lin Changfeng immediately turned around and left the ring, leaving only everyone with a blank face, everyone couldn't help but mark a dangerous signal to Lin Changfeng, in fact, Wuhai's strength is not weak, if it wasn't too careless, Lin Changfeng might still fight hard, but this is not the result that Lin Changfeng wants.
And the next games are also very exciting, five people from the Burning Fire Sect, five people from the Soul Palace, and seven people from the Heavenly Sect, and the next thing is to decide the top ten candidates.
I saw that Lin Xiu's predecessor took out the previous box again, and everyone drew the number from it when they saw this, Lin Changfeng also stepped forward and touched it casually, and found that it was the tenth.
He stepped aside and waited for the duel.
Everyone got the number, and Senior Lin Xiu said very seriously, "Next, please ask the players who got the No. 1 and No. 2 to come to the stage." I saw that the person who came to the stage was an ugly-looking man, holding a giant hammer spirit weapon in his hand and scolding: "No. 2 hurry up and die, Uncle Ben is very busy." ”
The No. 2 player listened to the shouts on the field, and strode into the dueling arena, it turned out that the No. 2 player was Luo Yuze of the Soul Palace, and it was rumored that his cultivation had already reached the consummation of the Qi Martial Realm, and he was good at using swords, but he was an authentic sword cultivator, especially the sword behind him was a famous Thousand Feather Sword in the Corpse Soul Realm.