After Qi Qi got off the field, Shangguan Deyin called softly, "Senior brother." ”

Qi Qi looked at Senior Sister, "Senior Sister." ”

In the first duel, the two sides were a disciple of the Sword Sect and a supernumerary disciple.

The supernumerary disciple practiced ordinary exercises, and his true qi was also strong, making swords. But after all, the disciples of the non-top sects who enjoyed the top cultivation resources were defeated by the fierce slashing of the disciples of the Sword Sect, and they ended up in a huff.

When he won this competition, the disciple of the Sword Sect looked at the person of the Sword Shrine defiantly.

The host said, "The first competition, Guo Haosheng!"

The audience cheered.

The second competition was Gu Yun, a disciple of Sword Mound, whose strength was only below Qi Qi and Tang Yue. The other was a female disciple of the Xuanjiao.

Looking at Gu Yun, the female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect said lightly, "Are you from the Sword Shrine..."

Gu Yun's eyes drooped slightly, and he slowly pulled open the sword frame.

"Heh! Death!" With a cold snort, the female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect rushed out violently, making a double knife. The knife shape is small and the blade is rounded.

Gu Yun's eyes condensed slightly, and he greeted him.

The two fought together, and they were sonorous for a while.

The female disciples of the Xuanjiao Sect attacked quickly, and the double knives were dazzled under her use, frequently slashing off Gu Yun's head, neck, chest and other vital parts.

Although Gu Yun was slightly inferior to the female disciples of the Xuanjiao in terms of agility, her speed was not lost, and she relied on the stable sword frame to take over all the attacks of the female disciples of the Xuanjiao. Occasionally, a palm can be imprinted on its body. Slightly superior.

Then Guo Hao shouted, "Hey, isn't the most powerful thing in your Xuanjiao Nine Xuanjing?

"Don't worry about it!" the female disciple of the Xuanjiao sect reprimanded, and slashed down at Gu Yunlian with both swords.

Sonor!

Touch!

Gu Yun slammed a sword across his head, blocked the double swords, and slammed his knee into the abdomen of the female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect. The female disciple of the Xuanjiao snorted and fell back more than ten steps, with traces of blood overflowing from the corners of her mouth.

"You can't beat me," Gu Yun said at this time.

"Heh! it's not there yet!" As she spoke, the female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect shouted, and suddenly burst out with a very strong momentum, a faint black breath lingered around her body, and her eyeliner became deep.

"Ha! Finally use the Nine Xuan Sutra!" Guo Hao said with a smile.

Gu Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly tightened the hilt of his sword.

"Sa!" A burst of wind sounded, and the female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect swept over, and the twin knives with a faint black breath slashed down at Gu Yun.

Sonor!

Gu Yun took out his sword to block, the swords collided, and the sparks were sparkling.

"Sah!" With a coquettish shout, a powerful momentum exploded, and the female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect directly broke through Gu Yun's block, and with a stabbing sound, the double knives tore out a not deep or shallow cut on Gu Yun's chest.

"Huh?!" everyone in the sword mound was slightly shocked.

Gu Yun took a few steps back, her face slightly pale. Suddenly, a burst of wind struck, and it was the female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect who slashed with two swords again.

"Drink!" Gu Yun drank and raised his sword to block. The swords collided with each other, making a crisp sound. Immediately after that, the female disciple of Xuanjiao slashed out several times again. There were five sounds in a row, and the two women fought many times in a short moment. Gu Yun blocked all the attacks of the female disciples of the Xuanjiao, but everyone could see that she was not comfortable.

"Let's lose!" The female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect had bruised her arms, and she slashed at Gu Yun with a strong momentum.

"Drink!" Gu Yun gathered all his strength to block.

Sonor!

A crisp and loud sound erupted, and the energy dispersed. Gu Yun's soles rubbed against the bluestone slabs and dragged them out a distance of several zhang, relying on the sword blade to support the ground before he could barely stand.

"Didn't you say that I was defeated? What about now?" said the female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect lightly.

"Hmm~" Gu Yun chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?!" the female disciple of the Xuanjiao sect reprimanded.

Gu Yun slowly turned her gaze to the female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect, and at this time, there was suddenly a hint of psychedelic flavor in the air.

"Huh?!" the female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect let out a shocked voice, and then saw Gu Yun in the distance suddenly leaning towards her with a variety of steps. The pace seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye, it approached.

"Lost Sword!" With a coquettish shout, the long sword in Gu Yun's hand stabbed at the female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect at an extremely tricky angle.

The female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect hurriedly defended, but the snow-white sword blade came to her eyes in the blink of an eye.

Swish!

The wind suddenly dissipated, and the world fell silent. I saw a snow-white sword blade stop in front of the female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect, and it was only an inch away from her eyes.

"Gu Yun, win!" At this time, the host's voice sounded quietly.

Gu Yun put the sword into the sheath, "Accept!"

After she left the field, the female disciple of the Xuanjiao Sect was still stunned, and the clothes on her back were already soaked with cold sweat.

"Great!

There was a cheer from the audience.

Gu Yun returned to the team and hugged his fist at the sect master who was the leader, "Sect master." ”

Shangguan Deyin's hand was gently placed on Gu Yun's shoulder, "It's a good match, let's go back to the team and rest." ”

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Before joining the team, he glanced at Qi Qi, who was standing behind the sect master, and then withdrew his gaze.

Qi Qi smiled faintly at her.

More than a dozen competitions were held one after another. The disciples of the Hehuan Sect, the Xuanjiao, and the Qin Sect almost all won. At this time, it was finally Qi Qi's turn.

"In this competition, Sword Shrine Qi Qi is against Xue Feng of the Sword Sect. ”

"Scared?!" the crowd was in an uproar.

"Who is this Sword Shrine Qi Qi? Why haven't you heard of it before? Is it a disciple secretly cultivated by the Sword Shrine?"

"Looking at his position, it seems that his identity is quite noble, but it really seems that he was secretly cultivated by the sword mound. ”

"Hehe, so what? With the current foundation of the Sword Shrine, what kind of disciple can be cultivated? Xue Feng, the famous disciple of the Sword Sect on the rivers and lakes, will die nine times for life. ”

"Sword Shrine asks for more blessings. lest Xue Feng beat this Qi Qi too badly and make them lose face. ”

"Huh. That's unlikely. With the style of the knife faction, when encountering soft persimmons, they will also be pinched fiercely. ”

Before the fight began, the disciples of the six sects and passers-by gave the sword mound a death certificate.

Qi Qi walked up to the stage, and when he passed by his senior sister, his senior sister stopped him.

Shangguan Deyin put his hand on his junior brother's wrist, "Senior brother, be careful." This Xue Feng is very strong. ”

Qi Qi nodded, "Well, senior sister, I will." ”

Swish!

Suddenly, a sound of breaking wind sounded, and a brown figure swept from the crowd onto the stage, it was none other than Xue Feng, a bare-chested disciple of the Sword Sect in a brown vest.

His gaze fell straight on Qi Qi's body, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"Are the disciples of the Sword Shrine so timid? ”

Qi Qi walked up to the stage, hugged his fist at the host, and looked at Xue Feng, "Ask for advice." ”

"Huh!" Xue Feng raised his eyebrows.

"Let's go!"

When the host gave the order, Qi Qi swept out. Wheel wars, if you want to get the top seven, you need at least four battles. Each game must be resolved quickly, otherwise you will be exhausted in the back, and there will be only one defeat.

Looking at Qi Qi rushing in front of him, the corners of Xue Feng's mouth were slightly upturned, but he was suddenly startled. Halfway through, Qi Qi suddenly pulled up his speed to the extreme, like a lightning speed, and came to him in an instant.

Zheng!

With a sword roar, Long Yi came out of the sheath, the silver-black sword light flashed, Qi Qi held the dragon in his hand and stabbed straight at Xue Feng, and the sound of breaking the wind was endless.

Xue Feng didn't expect Qi Qi to have this speed, so he hurriedly resisted. With a sonorous sound, Long Yi slammed into the knife face in front of him, only to feel an indescribable huge force coming from the knife face, and his body was shocked and fell back.

"Scared?!"

There was an uproar.

"What is the origin of Qi Qi of this sword mound?

"His sword is so fast!"

"When did Sword Shrine have such a number one person?

Xue Feng stabilized his figure, looked up at Qi Qi in front of him, looked shocked, and immediately sneered, "It's a little interesting, I thought it was a soft persimmon." ”

Qi Qi looked at him indifferently, his gaze suddenly froze, and he swept out again.

The silver-black sword light rose sharply, covering the sky and the sun, and the heavens and the earth were slightly dimmed. Qi Qi slashed at Xue Feng with a sword again, and the wind was fierce.

This time, Xue Feng was on guard, not as embarrassed as Fang Cai, and took a step forward and slashed out with a knife.

Sonor!

A crisp Jin Ge strike sounded, and the strength shook, blowing Qi Qi and Xue Feng's clothes. Qi Qi's body shook slightly, but Xue Feng fell back a few steps.

"Ha! It's kind of interesting! Look at the move!" Xue Feng laughed, and suddenly slashed at Qi Qi. This time, his knife is different, it looks chaotic, but it is orderly in chaos. The long knife cut through the air, mixed with a different kind of momentum.

Qi Qi stepped back, avoiding a knife, followed by another slash.

With his eyebrows raised slightly, he continued to dodge, occasionally using his sword to block, only to feel that Xue Feng's sword skills were sharp and his strength was huge.

"It's a random chopping technique!" someone present recognized.

"This chaotic slashing technique is fast and powerful, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate, it seems that this Xue Feng has already cultivated it to a great extent!"

"What Qi Qi of this sword mound really has two hits, and he actually forced Xue Feng's random splitting knife technique out. ”

"I didn't think about it for a year, but suddenly there was such a person in the sword mound. If it was really a secret cultivation, then they could really endure it in the first two years. ”

While everyone was talking, the two people on the stage had fought no less than twenty times. Although Xue Feng's chaotic slashing technique was sharp, a wave of attacks failed to hurt Qi Qi in the slightest. On the other hand, Qi Qi seems to be like a flat boat in a rainstorm under Xue Feng's knife technique, but he has always been stable on the river and has never capsized.

"I must admit that you did have two hits, but this is the end of it!" With a loud shout, Xue Feng's body suddenly burst out with an extremely strong momentum, and a scorching fierce aura emanated.

"The Sun Sutra!" In the midst of the shouting, the long knife with a blazing breath slashed towards Qi Qi, leaving a faint trace of burning where it passed.

"Xiangniao Step!" Seeing that the fierce knife was about to slash Qi Qi, everyone held their breath, and suddenly Qi Qi appeared strangely behind Xue Feng.

Swish!

The fierce knife slashed to the bluestone slab and fell into the air.

"Scared?!" Xue Feng was shocked, and then there was a "bump", which was Qi Qi behind him with a palm on his back. He stumbled forward like a kite with a broken string and landed on the edge of the field.

Swish!

Before he could get up, a silver-black palpitation sword blade pressed against his neck.

Qi Qi, who was holding the sword, said lightly, "You lost." ”

The audience was in an uproar!