After Du Qiyue finished the sword salute, his momentum suddenly rose until he reached the peak of the Yuandan Initial Realm, and then jumped up, shouted lightly, the long sword opened and closed, and went straight to the Ten Thousand Swords Dragon Pond to split.

"Whoa—"

The sword qi was like a huge rainbow light, slashing at the foot of the pool and waterfall in a flash.

"Hum—"

Suddenly, two or three hundred sword qi phantoms appeared visible to the naked eye in the pool water, enveloping her sword qi, spinning around, and stabbing straight to the bottom of the pool.

"Whew-"

A snake-like roar was faintly heard from underwater, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, the sword qi phantom also disappeared.

However, Du Qiyue did not fall into shape, but the momentum condensed again, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed, and the sword was slashed out again.

This second sword actually carried a hint of "joy".

This kind of "joy" inexplicably added an indescribable power to the sword qi, and it was a little stronger with whiteness.

"Boom-"

The sword qi slashed into the pool and the foot of the waterfall again, and a thousand sword qi phantoms appeared on the water surface in an instant, wrapped in the sword of "joy", and pierced into the bottom of the pool.

"Huh-"

The roar was louder, and it was a dragon's groan.

"This ......"

"Killing, punishing, evil, good, joy, anger, sorrow, hatred, resentment, the sword intent of joy in the Nine Sword Intents?"

The elders and disciples of the various sects couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Du Qiyue had already fallen into shape and walked back to the Spirit Sword Sect camp.

"Senior sister is amazing!" Wang Ling and Xie Lingyu couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Don't make a fuss! Du Qiyue had a hint of satisfaction and smugness on her face, after all, she showed off her skills in public and played well, and no one could do it without any waves in her heart.

The withered sandalwood Taoist smiled and said: "My apprentice grandson, I just tried two swords, the first sword was peaceful in the middle, and as a result, the ancient sword qi was drawn out of three hundred and sixty-six paths, hitting the bottom of the pool, causing the dragon's breath to drink lightly, which is relatively mediocre."

However, her second sword, slashing the most life, the sword intent of joy comprehended the threefold, leading to the ancient sword qi of one thousand and seven ways, and there was already a dragon chant under the pool!

As for the future, she can already enter the house!"

When Du Qiyue heard this, her face flushed even more.

Why didn't the Qingshan Sect bow slightly for the elders: "From this point of view, this Ten Thousand Swords Dragon Pool is really extremely magical, if you measure a person's sword root and sword bones, it should be a strange place!"

Luan Ping and Gu Qingyun also bowed slightly.

The dry sandalwood Taoist laughed and said, "Then whose disciple came out with the second sword?"

The elders of the various sects looked at each other, why not smile and say, "Du Lingjuan, you go and try the second sword!"

As soon as the words fell, a girl with a beautiful face walked out of the disciples of the Qingshan Sect.

This girl is known to many people, and the Qingshan Sect is second on the list, second only to He Bizhi.

At this time, she walked to the front of the crowd, the long sword at her waist was unsheathed, she held the sword in both hands, and also performed a sword salute: "Disciple Du Lingjuan, a disciple of the third generation of Qingshan Sect, this sword is called the second wheel, three feet two inches long, weighing nine hundred and seventy-three pounds, it is ugly!"

As he spoke, he jumped up, without Du Qiyue's temptation at all, but directly used the strongest sword in his life.

A sword intent of "worry", wrapped in a huge sword flashed out, bombarding the foot of the waterfall and the pool of water.

"Hum—"

One thousand one hundred and eighty ancient sword qi flashed out, and the dragon at the bottom of the pool groaned slightly.

The smile on Du Qiyue's face, who was watching the sword, froze.

"It is also the beginning of the Yuan Dan, the sword qi has been condensed a lot, although the sword intent of worry is the lower nine sword intent, but this son has already mastered the triple and a half, and the power is extremely great!"

The withered sandalwood Taoist bowed slightly and commented.

"Agreed!" why not chuckle.

Immediately, Du Lingjuan returned to the camp of the disciples of the Qingshan Sect.

Gu Qingyun, the elder of the Eastern Imperial Palace, pondered for a moment: "Wuxian, you go and try it!"

"Yes!"

A disciple of the Yuan Dan Primordial Realm of the Eastern Imperial Palace came out of the crowd.

The same out of the strongest sword!

Sword Intent of Fury!

Draw out 1,300 ancient sword qi phantoms, and the dragon chant is even bigger.

"Good!"

The elders and disciples of the Eastern Imperial Palace couldn't help but cheer, and it felt very good to hold down others.

"Pretty good!"

Even if the other sects have done enough to compare, they also nodded sincerely.

The withered Tan Daoist commented: "The sword intent of the Nine Dao Rage, the comprehension is nearly fourfold, the sword is extremely sensitive, and the variables are slightly less, he is a kid who practices fast swords, not bad!"

At this time, Xu Wuqi, the sword elder of Luoxia Valley, said in a deep voice: "Luoxia Valley is ugly, Kude, you go!"

"Yes!"

A male disciple of Luoxia Valley stepped forward, saluted, and slashed with his sword.

The sword qi was like a rainbow, leading to 1,400 ancient sword qi phantoms, and the dragon chant was extremely close to the water surface.

Once again, it attracted full applause.

Elder Luan Ping of the Great Luo Holy Sect was full of strength: "Conscience, you go up!"

"Yes, Uncle Shi!"

A rough-looking disciple of the Great Luo Holy Sect stepped forward, manipulated the giant sword, and slashed out.

Drawing out 1,780 ancient sword qi phantoms, the dragon roared out of the water, and the water waves vibrate.

This scene surpassed everyone before.

The elders and disciples of the various sects were amazed.

"Yes, the sword intent of bitterness, the sword intent of the next nine paths, comprehending the fourfold, sharpening the sword with bitterness, and the bitterness is sweet, and in one fell swoop, it is close to the appearance of the ancient sword qi, which is rare!"

Immediately, each sect sent disciples with stronger kendo strength to step forward in turn.

One thousand eight hundred and fifty-one sword qi phantoms, the dragon chant stirred.

......

One thousand eight hundred and ninety sword qi phantoms, the dragon chant surrounded the water.

......

Nineteen hundred sword qi phantoms, the dragon chant stirred the water.

......

Two thousand sword qi phantoms, the dragon chant churned, and the water surface rolled.

......

Until the two thousand and one thousand sword qi phantoms, the dragon chant exploded on the surface of the water, spinning and not retreating.

Whenever a disciple is brilliant, the withered sandalwood Taoist will always praise him.

Those who can be appreciated by the predecessors of the withered sandalwood are all happy in their hearts.

And at this time, the disciples who could take the hands of each sect basically appeared.

After a short silence, Luoxia Valley Elder Xu Wuqi smiled: "Yu Jian, you go!"

Xiao Yujian, a sword idiot disciple of Luoxia Valley, who had been silent, strode out, not even saluting, jumped up, and slashed out with a sword.

The killing intent is strong, and the sword is incomparable.

"Boom!"

Two thousand three hundred ancient sword qi phantoms flashed out.

"Huh-"

The sound of the dragon's groan exploded through the water and surrounded it endlessly, and the scene was very amazing.

It actually directly crossed three hundred sword qi phantoms!

"This kid!"

"Not bad!"

The elders and disciples of various sects praised one after another.

The withered Tan Daoist nodded: "Well, although the sword intent of killing has only comprehended a little more than two, but the sword intent of killing is the first of the nine sword intents, and it is extremely powerful, summoning two thousand three hundred and sixty-one ancient sword qi phantoms, which is really good!"

Xu Wuqi's mustache was almost pulled off, and he laughed: "It's not a tool yet!"

"Obviously very complacent!" Gu Qingyun sneered, turned around and shouted: "Taiqing, you go!"

Hearing this, Huangfu Taiqing stepped forward, saluted respectfully, took out his sword, and slashed out a sword.

The sword aura is vast and majestic!

"Boom-"

Two thousand five hundred sword qi phantoms.

The dragon groaned out of the water, and the whole waterhole was a little boiling!

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, Elder Gu Qingyun said lightly: "It's still not good, it still needs to be tempered for some years before it can become a climate!"

The elders and disciples of the various sects looked at each other, speechless, they had seen the proud, but they had never seen such a proud one, damn it, it was a little naïve!

But this emperor is too young, and he is indeed strong!

Even the withered Tan Daoist smiled and said: "Lower Nine Dao Sword Intent, Emperor Sword Intent, five and a half! It can summon two thousand five hundred Ancient Sword Qi Illusory Shadows, extraordinary!"

As soon as the words fell, in the camp of the Great Luo Holy Sect, Elder Luan Ping said coldly: "Nanfei, you go!"

Da Luo Holy Sect ranked first on the list, the heroic Situ Nanfei slowly walked out, the long sword out of the sheath, holding the sword in both hands: "Situ Nanfei, the third generation disciple of the Da Luo Holy Sect, this sword is called Enemy Kill, three feet six inches long, weighing two thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight catties!"

As he spoke, he slashed out a sword with all his might!

Two thousand seven hundred and thirty-six sword intent phantoms.

The dragon's chant was constantly stirring, and the waves of the entire waterhole were rolling.

The audience was silent!

Situ Nanfei once again set a new record.

This kind of kendo competition in which one person presses one person and rises layer by layer, makes people speechless.