"Xue Feng, unexpectedly... Lost?" looked at Xue Feng, who was lying on the ground with an unwilling face, and said in a daze.

"This Qi Qi swordsmanship is really good, and it almost completely suppressed Xue Feng. ”

Qi Qi put his sword into the sheath, "conceded", and stepped down.

In the Qinzong team, a woman in a pink skirt trembled slightly.

The male disciple next to him smiled, "Senior sister, that Qi Qi of the Sword Shrine won, are you so happy?"

The woman said, "Why are you unhappy when you win pretty?"

The male disciple smiled, "Hehe, junior sister doesn't know, this sword mound has been at the bottom of the conference for two consecutive years, and it has long been a rat crossing the street, and everyone despises it, so it's not worth being happy for them." ”

"Why should you be despised if you don't get good grades?"

"Ten years ago, the sword mound was still the number one faction in the rivers and lakes, and the disciples were arrogant and domineering, and they mocked us at the martial arts conference, and we just returned the original number. ”

"Is that so? But when is the time for retribution?"

"As long as the rivers and lakes are still there, the grievances will not be broken, the junior sister doesn't have to worry too much about this, as long as your kung fu is hard, the rivers and lakes are not for you to break through?"

"Yes," the woman nodded.

Qi Qi returned to the front of the team, looked at Senior Sister, and smiled slightly, "Senior Sister." ”

"Senior brother, how is it?" Shangguan Deyin also smiled.

"Good. ”

"Well," Shangguan Deyin nodded, "Come back to the team and adjust a little, maybe it will be your turn soon." ”

"Okay," Qi Qi nodded.

defeated Xue Feng with a strong attitude, and Jian Tsukasa and the others were all impressed by Qi Qi. Those who didn't recognize Qi Qi before because Qi Qi had never fought with them were also obedient. Seeing Qi Qi walking by, they all respectfully clenched their fists and said, "Senior Brother." Immediately, someone quipped, "What is the name of Senior Brother? The junior brother of the Sect Master naturally wants to be called Senior Uncle!

Everyone smiled and echoed, "Uncle Shi is good!"

Qi Qi smiled, "I don't like this, you still call me by my name." ”

"How's that going to work? at least call you 'big brother.'" ”

Qi Qi smiled and nodded.

Before long, the rest of the matchups in the first round were also over. Eighty into forty, the ten disciples elected by many first-class sects in the rivers and lakes eliminated eight. Although they are the leaders of the first-class sects, they are still inferior to the disciples of these top-notch sects. The remaining thirty-eight seats were occupied by the disciples of the Seven Sects.

Among them, the Hehuan Sect, the Xuanjiao, and the Qin Sect have eight, seven, and six disciples who have been promoted, and the Poison Valley, the Sword Sect, the Fist Gate, and the Sword Shrine have five, five, four, and three respectively.

The sword mound was promoted by Qi Qi, Tang Yue, and Gu Yun.

In the first two years, only one disciple of the sword mound advanced to the second round, and the six major sects ridiculed the sword mound a lot, and now there are three sword mounds, and they are not so much better than the sword mound that the sword sect and fist that like to taunt the most are silent. But the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, who are still in full swing, can't wait.

"Yo yo! This year's sword mound is not bad! There are actually three people who have advanced. ”

"It seems that Taoguang has been in obscurity for a year, and he has indeed made considerable progress!"

The Sword Shrine disciple was slightly angry, but under the cold aura that Shangguan Deyin deliberately emanated, he was silent.

Qi Qi in the front row looked back at his fellow disciples, "I will teach him a lesson for you." ”

In a word, everyone cast a grateful look at him.

The forty finalists draw lots, and the showdown begins.

After a round of screening, the quality of this round is significantly better. In the eighth duel, Sword Shrine Tang Yue ushered in her second opponent, the male disciple of the Hehuan Sect, Lin Mo.

"This Lin Mo is the first disciple under the seat of the Great Elder of the Hehuan Sect, and his strength ranks second among the reference disciples of their martial arts conference this time, Tang Yue of this sword shrine is probably going to die in this round. ”

Lin Mo said with a smile, "Miss Tang Yue, you are so handsome, and your figure is set off just right in a red dress, I can't bear to hurt you." ”

Tang Yue smiled, "Then you might as well admit defeat directly, so that it won't hurt me." ”

Lin Mo's smile became vigorous, "Hehe, Miss Tang Yue is interesting, I don't know if you are interested in being my girlfriend? ”

Tang Yue stroked her hair lightly, "Then there is no interest." ”

"Hehe..."After pulling a long tail note, Lin Mo's eyes suddenly became cold, "Then let's die!"

As soon as the words fell, he shot out in red, and his figure almost touched the ground.

Tang Yue, who was also dressed in red, also swept out, and the white light flashed, and the snow-white sword blade stabbed at Lin Mo.

Sonor!

There was a loud sound, and it was the iron fan in Lin Mo's hand that swept away Tang Yue's sword blade, and the other palm went towards Tang Yue's chest.

"Hmph!" Tang Yue raised her elbow to touch, blocking Lin Mo's palm, and immediately withdrew her sword, wanting to cut Lin Mo's ribs with the blade.

"Heh!" Lin Mo chuckled, twisting his waist slightly, so that the blade of the sword grazed, and the iron fan slashed. Tang Yue couldn't defend herself, and the clothes on her chest were torn, reaching her skin.

Glancing at the charm in Tang Yue's chest, Lin Mo smiled, "Miss Yue'er has a good figure. ”

"Die!" Tang Yue was furious and stabbed with a sword. She couldn't stab her in a disorganized manner, but was injured by Lin Mo twice.

A disciple of the Sword Shrine said, "Senior Sister Tang Yue is upset..."

The surrounding disciples were also worried.

At a certain moment, after a single stab, Tang Yue pulled out of his position and used the Lost Trace Sword to attack Lin Mo at a tricky angle.

"Fan flowers... Open!" With a loud shout, Lin Mo swept the iron fan when Tang Yue was close, and with two "poofs" in a row, Tang Yue fell back a few steps, and there were two more narrow blood marks on his body.

Tang Yue gritted his silver teeth and charged with strength in his hand, "Eight Extremes Sword..."

Swish!

Without waiting for her to draw her sword, Lin Mo came in an instant, and the iron fan swept away, hitting her again.

Tang Yue snorted and fell to the ground, Lin Mo was ruthless on his face, grabbed Tang Yue's neck and pressed it to the ground, and with a bang, the back of Tang Yue's head hit the bluestone slab hard.

"Senior Sister!" the Sword Shrine disciples exclaimed.

"I, I recognize..."

Syllable!

Tang Yue couldn't finish speaking, and Lin Mo slapped her in the face. Scarlet palm prints suddenly appeared on his fair face.

"Enough!" Shangguan Deyin snorted coldly.

Lin Mo glanced at Shangguan Deyin and slapped it down again.

Zheng!

A loud sword roar suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and the white light flashed, covering the sky and the sun, and when everyone returned to their senses, Lin Mo fell to the ground.

At the signal of Shangguan Deyin, the two Sword Shrine disciples came to the stage to help Senior Sister Tang Yue back.

The man at the head of the Hehuan Sect team said, "Shangguan Deyin, you're like this, isn't it okay?"

Shangguan Deyin said lightly, "You can let your disciple kill my disciple, but I will also kill him." ”

"Hehe, what a big breath, the sword mound is now in decline, who gave you the confidence? Is it your concubine named Qi Qi or something?"

"Ruan Xuantian, if you hate your mouth, I don't mind cutting it for you. ”

"Hehe, then you're coming..."

"Senior sister..."At this time, Qi Qi said lightly.

Hearing this, Shangguan Deyin stopped talking.

"In this battle, Lin Mo of the Hehuan Sect wins!"

Passers-by whispered, "This Hehuan Sect Lin Mo really has a good hand, and he actually destroys flowers with his hands." ”

"It's so strong, it's only ranked second in their sect, I really don't know what the first Xingtian is. ”

"The opponent was too weak just now, and Xingtian didn't show the dew, and there will be a chance later. ”

It's a coincidence.

"This one, Hehuan Sect Xingtian, against Sword Shrine Qi Qi!"

Everyone was shocked, and their expressions became wonderful.

"It's really a prophecy, my open mouth should go to gamble on stones. ”

On the field, Qi Qi and Xingtian were opposed.

Xing Tian said lightly, "Senior Brother Lin Mo was light just now, and later, I will beat you to a cripple." ”

Qi Qi sneered, "This sentence will be returned to you as it is." ”

"Look for death!" Xingtian shot out, making the ink-black broadsword, the sword light flashed, and slashed at Qi Qi.

Qi Qi drank heavily, and the dragon came out of the sheath and fought together.

Sonorous sonor...

The symphony continued, and the two exchanged hands no less than twenty times in the snap of their fingers.

"Oh my God, this Sword Shrine Qi Qi can actually compete with Xingtian!"

"I have never heard that the swordsmanship of Xingtian is powerful, and I never thought that this Qi Qi would not be too good. ”

With a sonorous sound, it was Xingtian slashing Qi Qi back with a sword, "It's a little interesting...", and the words fell, and suddenly burst out with a strong momentum.

"Hehuan Sutra!" shouted loudly, and the black sword swirled with a faint cold air that pierced Qi Qi.

True qi surged down, and the speed of punishment increased greatly. This sword Qi Qi failed to defend in time. I heard a snort, and a huge gash bloomed in my chest, and blood splattered.

"Senior brother!" Shangguan Deyin exclaimed.

A group of Sword Shrine disciples clenched their arms.

"Haha! But that's it!" while talking and laughing, Xingtian slashed with a sword again.

"Flying Bird Step!" A gust of wind flashed, and Qi Qi suddenly appeared behind Xingtian.

"Huh?!" Xing Tian wondered.

Phew!

A sword was slashed out, and Qi Qi tore out an extremely long hole in Xingtian's ribs.

"Ahh

Qi Qi had already accumulated his strength, and pressed the hilt of the sword slightly, "Eight Poles Sword... Broken River!"

With a deep shout, Long Yi slashed out, drew an arc, and the monstrous sword qi swept into the mountains and seas.

Touch!

There was a loud bang between heaven and earth, and the energy spread, and passers-by had to retreat. When everyone saw the venue, they were all shocked. Qi Qi and Xingtian were separated by a few feet, kneeling on one knee and supporting the ground with their swords.

"I have to admit that you have two hits, but... That's the end of it!"

As the words fell, an extremely cold aura emanated from the Punishment Heaven's body, and the bluestone slabs around him froze.

"Nine Cold... Swordsmanship!"

With a loud shout, Xingtian slashed out with a sword, and the strong icy sword qi fused with the absolute yin qi of the Hehuan Sutra swept towards Qi Qi, and the surrounding air was violently turbulent, and the space was slightly distorted.

At this moment, Qi Qi smiled slowly.

"Eight-Pole Sword—"

"Open the mountain!"

When the words fell, the silver-black sword light soared, and the monstrous sword qi swept away, domineering in domineering.

Touch!

In the next moment, I heard a loud bang from heaven and earth, and the earth seemed to tremble. The fierce qi wave swept away, and the surrounding dust was filled, and those who were not good at martial arts were directly swept away by the aftermath. The disciples of the seven sects were all uncomfortable.

When the turmoil subsided, everyone saw that on the martial arts arena, Qi Qi, a sword mound dressed in white, knelt on one knee with a pale face. And the black-shirted Hehuan Sect Xingtian was motionless...

Collapsed to the ground.

The air was silent for a long time, and the host said, "In this battle, Sword Shrine Qi Qi wins, Hehuan Sect, Xingtian... Defeat!"

When he said this, the word "defeat" seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

The audience was still silent, not applauding and cheering as before. Now the first person of the younger generation in the Tang Dynasty unexpectedly... Defeated?

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking wind, and it was Shangguan Deyin who flew to the stage, picked up his junior brother and brought him back to the team.

In the distance, the voice of Ruan Xuantian of the Hehuan Sect came, "Shangguan Deyin, your sword mound... Don't you want to give me an explanation?"

Shangguan Deyin handed over his junior brother to Han Ji to take care of, and looked at Ruan Xuantian, "What do you need to explain?"

At Ruan Xuantian's signal, several disciples of the Hehuan Sect stepped forward to bring back Senior Brother Xingtian, "Your concubine injured my sect disciple like this, don't you plan to give an explanation?"

"Heh!" Shangguan Deyin sneered, "Why didn't you come out to seek justice when Lin Mo seriously injured Tang Yue?"

Ruan Xuantian's eyes gradually became cold, and the air around him gradually froze, "If you want to be quick to speak, I don't mind directly erasing your sword mound from the rivers and lakes here today! Don't forget that you are only ranked seventh on the list of masters of Tianji Pavilion, and I am fifth." ”

Shangguan Deyin chuckled, "Really, then you try?"

"Slut, look for —— death"

"That's enough!" Suddenly, the middle-aged man led by the Xuanjiao shouted, "Today, the seven sects are gathered, not only your Hehuan Sect and Sword Shrine, if there are any private matters to be solved in private, don't take up the time of the other five sects here!"

This middle-aged man is Zhao Xie, the master of the Xuanjiao Hall, and he ranks fourth on the master list. Seeing him speak, Ruan Xuantian had to slowly suppress his anger, "Slut, don't beg me in the future!"

Shangguan Deyin said coldly, "If I have the chance, I will tear your mouth with my own hands!"

"Hmph!" Ruan Xuantian disdained.

Shangguan Deyin stopped talking nonsense with him, brought his junior disciples to the middle of the team, and ordered all the disciples to protect him. Giving a heart protection pill to the junior brother will help stabilize the injury and heal the junior brother's injuries.

The seventeenth battle that followed was Gu Yun of the Sword Shrine against the head of the supernumerary disciples. Gu Yun won this battle, but it was very difficult to win. The hole cards are exhausted, and the strength to fight again is almost lost. There is a chance that the third game below will be eliminated nine times out of ten. And Tang Yue has been eliminated, so the burden of the sword mound falls on Qi Qi, who is also not lightly injured.

He still needs to win at least two games to finish in the top five, and Kenzuka can avoid being at the bottom of the list for three consecutive years. But after the second round, there were only twenty players left. These 20 players who have gone through two rounds of screening have no weak team. Qi Qi is seriously injured, and it is difficult to win one, let alone two. Unless God favors it, there are disciples of the same sect in the top ten. But the sword mound has now stepped into the ghost gate with half a foot, and he can't afford to gamble at all.

The disciples of the Sword Shrine were like a mirror in their hearts about this, and they all became worried, and silently thought in their hearts: Senior Brother Qi Qi, come on...

Before long, the remaining games of the second round were over. A group of promoted disciples came to the stage to draw lots.

Looking at the white-clothed figure on the field, which was slightly like a weak willow supporting the wind, the woman in the pink skirt in the Qinzong team asked the senior brother beside her, "Senior brother, what do you think of the sword mound... Qi Qi, can you fight again?"

The male disciple shook his head without hesitation, "If you are hit by the Xingtian sword, and the battle with Xingtian is huge, any of you can defeat him next." ”

"So, is it serious..."

The male disciple smiled, "Why does Senior Sister describe it as serious? That Sword Shrine has nothing to do with our Qin Sect, and that Qi Qi is even more so, so if they lose, they will lose, so what can we worry about them?"

"I..." When the words came to her mouth, the woman swallowed them back raw, shaking her head, "It's nothing, I'm just worrying about it." ”

"Senior sister, take a good look, the next competition will be even more exciting, and it will also be beneficial to your cultivation in the future. ”

"Well, Senior Brother Xie. ”

Seeing his junior brother step down, Shangguan Deyin asked, "Senior brother, are you okay?"

Qi Qi nodded, "Thanks to Senior Sister's Heart Protection Pill and healing for me, it's no big deal." ”

Shangguan Deyin frowned and said, "How can it be okay?

"Remember, but... I will fight until the moment I am exhausted, I am here, and the sword mound is there. ”

"Senior brother..."Shangguan Deyin covered his mouth and said, his eyes were shining.

Qi Qi hesitated for a moment, patted his hand on the shoulder, coughed, and stood back behind his senior sister.

In the third round, twenty into ten, a total of ten games. In the first game, Gu Yun of the Sword Shrine was called. The opponent was a big disciple of the boxing sect, and without suspense, he lost.

Only Qiqi is left with a single-plank bridge.

The morale of the sword shrine was lower.