"Okay!" The cold mask covered the corners of Han Zigui's lips at the moment, and he nodded lightly and said yes. He wants this kind of small-scale, low-level competition, which is time-consuming but safer.

With a slight wave of his sleeves, the transparent enchantment opened, and Han Zigui and Yuan Mingqing isolated everyone and were in a suspended transparent realm.

Yuan Mingqing was surprised and uneasy at first when he was always alert but still unconscious to be framed into his enchantment by Han Zigui, but as a senior elder, he quickly calmed down.

One move determines the winner or loser, about his future career of honor and disgrace, he must have confidence in his nirvana skills, the big deal is to wash away his cultivation and start over, and he can't die.

Seeing Han Zigui really standing still as he said, waiting for him coldly.

Yuan Mingqing nodded to him slightly, without saying a word, his arms shook, only to see two cold lights flashing, and the double swords on his back appeared in his hands at some point.

Whew, the two swords were swung out at the same time, the sword light was like a fox, the light was bizarre, the momentum was ruthless, the speed was shocking, and every energy was aimed at Han Zigui's vital point.

The other six elders among the seven elders didn't expect Yuan Mingqing to go up and challenge Han Zigui so impulsively.

Although they are not willing to live under people, their methods are indeed clever and people are also vigilant. They discussed the design for a long time, and he was not fooled.

Everyone says that those who know the times are junjie, and they can respond to all changes without moving, but now the fifth child rashly stepped forward to challenge the night of the night, isn't it self-inflicted?

"Okay!" A few people who were secretly worried couldn't help but cheer when they saw Yuan Mingqing's superb sword skills.

This kind of sword skill, even in front of the expert, is exquisite and immediate, it turns out that the fifth child has already practiced the double sword to the state of perfection.

Don't look at the simplicity of this double sword slash, but whether it is the mystery of the sword technique itself, or Yuan Mingqing's extreme control, Xi Ye will not want to take this fierce double sword slash with his bare hands, unless his hands don't want it.

Just when they were smug and thought that Han Zigui would definitely be defeated, something unexpected happened.

The sound of a percussion like the sound of a piano sounded.

It turned out that in a moment, Han Zigui moved, but he didn't move his body, he moved two fingers, and accurately flicked on the blade of Yuan Mingqing's sword for two years.

The flick of the fingers is nothing more than that, the earth-shattering power of Yuan Mingqing's two swords seems to have hit the invisible qi wall, stabbing it! The sword body slid and the sword momentum disappeared in an instant.

As soon as Han Zigui flicked his sleeves, Yuan Mingqing's thin body was swept away by a powerful impact, and he didn't move from beginning to end.

With just one finger, he cracked the peerless killing move that he had cultivated for a lifetime. There are no fancy superfluous movements, bland fingering, he can even imitate, but he exerts his strength, the time of the shot is just right, the accurate judgment, and the solid cultivation are all wonderful!

This powerful fingertip power gently flicked off Yuan Mingqing's double swords, but it flicked heavily on the hearts of every Xuanming Sect member.

Their Night Sect Master was indeed as unfathomable as the legend, and the worship and expectation of light appeared in the eyes of the Xuanming Sect members.

Yuan Mingqing got up from the ground with difficulty, picked up the red mandarin duck sword that fell to the ground, and stroked it distressedly, unable to speak for a long time.

He has always refused to accept the grievances of a hairy boy, although he, the leader of the Night Sect, rarely interferes in the affairs of the sect and rarely sends them, but he is only a nominal subordinate relationship, and he is unwilling.

When Yun Youhai was the sect leader, his strength cultivation was not low, and he treated them generously and respectfully, offering them like Buddhas.

Now, when he learned that the night was for the high-powered prince, he was even more unhappy and unconvinced. A prince of the secular world, wouldn't it be good to be his prince, why should he come to their Xuanming Sect to intervene, and he has an enmity with him, that is their personal grudge.

At this time, he was completely convinced of this secular prince. If it weren't for the sect leader's mercy, he would have been blocked by the barrier wall, it is estimated that he would have flown far, far away, right?

Thinking of this, Yuan Mingqing suddenly received the double swords in his hands behind his back, and knelt down on one knee with a puff and hugged his fist at Han Zigui and said seriously: "Thank you for the mercy of the sect leader, from now on, this old life of my Yuan Mingqing is the night sect leader." As long as the sect leader gives orders, the old man will never shirk. "Yuan Mingqing is a person who can afford to put it down, and his words count, except for the evil spirit of his body, he should be a famous hero.

After he surrendered to Han Zigui, he looked like a heartfelt subordinate before and after the saddle, and immediately named the elders who usually got along best and had always maintained a neutral attitude towards Xiye and the eldest brother.

"Bu Fengcao, Xing Xie Yun, Yu Chongtian, you and I surrendered to the sect leader that day was forced by the situation, today is different from the past, I tell you, brothers, the sect leader of the evening is definitely a worthy master, hurry up and come to my side. ”