The "dong" bell rang, and the figure of a golden-robed old man from Qixia Peak appeared on the sword platform in the middle.

"The once-in-a-decade sword contest starts now. This sword competition is divided into five rounds, and the top five will be contested in the end, and the reward will be Wuxiang Dan, five for the first place, four for the second place, and so on. The first place in the sword competition will be rewarded with a top-level talisman magic weapon, the Void Spirit Mirror. According to the usual practice, the first place winner of the last sword competition will share his experience with you, but for some reasons, this process has been abandoned. The disciples got ready, and then took their seats according to the list. ”

After the golden-robed old man finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed at it, and suddenly large golden characters flew out from his fingers and landed on the ten sword platforms.

Zhao Chen searched carefully, and finally found his name at the seventh sword platform. The scene suddenly became noisy, and everyone's positions began to change.

Cen Lin turned around, her expression was slightly excited: "Let's take a seat, take it seriously, don't be sloppy, and let the old lady die." ”

"Yes!"

。。。

The seventh sword is under the stage

"With the cultivation of Senior Sister and Senior Brother Xuanluo, they must be among the best in the sword competition, right?" Zhao Chen asked.

"No, the two of us went down the mountain to find the master at the last sword competition, but we didn't participate. Cen Lin's face was calm, but she couldn't stop a trace of regret flashing in her eyes.

Zhao Chen can understand that the seemingly elegant senior sister actually has a competitive energy in her heart.

"Senior sister, who was the first place in the last sword competition?" Zhao Chen looked at Cen Lin and said curiously.

"Zhang Ruxue. ”

Zhang Ruxue? Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment, this old rascal really has a set!

"The second place is Senior Sister Li Shu'er of Qixia Peak, the third Senior Brother Ziyuan, and the fourth Jiuxiao Peak Jiang Shen, as for the fifth place... Cen Lin's beautiful eyes wandered, and she looked at the third sword platform not far away, "No, it's that ostrich." ”

Zhao Chen's gaze followed, and Chu Zhongyuan, who was under the third sword stage, was surrounded by a group of Shenque Peak disciples with a serious expression.

"When I meet the disciple of Xiaoyao Peak later, I will fight to death, don't leave my hands behind, remember?"

"Yes!"

"Who is in the Seventh Sword Platform?" Chu Zhongyuan asked, his gaze swept over to everyone.

"Me"

"And me"

The two jumped out and stood with their hands in each other.

Chu Zhongyuan nodded, his face was gloomy: "If the two of you meet Zhao Chen of Xiaoyao Peak, you will abolish him!"

Saying that, the long sleeves stretched out in front of the two, Chu Zhongyuan glanced at the two of them deeply, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

The two of them put their hands into Chu Zhongyuan's long sleeves, and their faces were suddenly surprised.

"Sword Qi Pill"

A sword qi pill containing a strong sword qi of a strong person in the Spirit Yuan Realm.

Chu Zhongyuan retracted his long sleeves: "I heard that Zhao Chen has entered the Qianyuan realm, you two can't be careless, and you will use the sword pill to abolish it at the critical moment, and I will bear the consequences." ”

"Yes!"

At this moment, a person flashed out on each sword platform, facing under their respective sword platforms, and the language was the same: "The disciple who reports his name will come to the stage to compete with the sword." ”

Whoosh, swishing, instantly moving. Ten sword platforms, twenty disciples, holding swords opposite each other, the aura surging.

On the central attic sat three golden-robed old men, and one of them waved his hand. Suddenly, the sword aura on the sword platform was permeated, and the sound of fencing was endless. . .

The air flow generated by the fighting method blew gusts of wind. Zhao Chen was under the seventh sword platform, and a few strands of long hair slipped out of his bundled hair, dancing wildly in the wind.

Next to him was another female disciple of the Saint Yuan Realm of Xiaoyao Peak, with a beautiful face, and a feeling of apprehension jumped on her face. If Zhao Chen is not mistaken, Fang's name is "Mu Qing".

What about the senior sister? The senior sister who was still by Zhao Chen's side just now didn't know when she would be gone.

"Senior Sister Mu, don't be nervous, just do your best. Zhao Chen turned his head sideways and smiled.

Mu Qing took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Chen: "Okay, Senior Brother Zhao." ”

At this moment, a beautiful purple figure squeezed in from the crowd and came to the two of them.

"Senior Sister Mu, you're going to play the next one. Cen Lin said, with a bead of sweat on her forehead.

"Ahh

"Don't panic, just do your best. Cen Lin said the same thing as Zhao Chen.

"Senior Brother Zhao, you are the last to play in this round. ”

"Oh. Zhao Chen said calmly.

Soon, the victory and defeat on the seventh sword platform were divided. The disciple of Jiuxiao Peak conquered the Divine Sword Peak, and after this scene, the sword platform was already mottled with sword marks.

"In the next game, Qin Ying of Qixia Peak will fight against Mu Qing of Xiaoyao Peak. ”

A deep voice sounded, Mu Qing exhaled vigorously, her body flew onto the sword platform, and a cyan sword appeared in her palm.

Qin Ying left a deep impression on Zhao Chen, not only because of her talent, but also because she was touched by Zhang Ruxue at the Heaven Washing Ceremony.

Speaking of Zhang Ruxue, Zhao Chen couldn't help but smile helplessly.

The reason why a genius is called a genius must be something extraordinary. On the sword platform, Mu Qing obviously couldn't resist Qin Ying's fierce attack.

I saw Qin Ying's long hair and shawl, a long white skirt tied around her waist, and a slender sword like willow leaves, the sword body was shining with silver light, like a fairy in the snow.

"The beginning of the mixed yuan. Qin Yingjiao shouted, the silver light of the sword body exploded in an instant, extremely dazzling, and another fierce sword qi struck at Mu Qing, drawing a long ravine on the sword platform. She used the first sword in Qi Xia Peak's top sword technique "Mixed Yuan Sword Technique".

Seeing that the other party was magnificent, Mu Qing gasped for breath, and his chest kept floating up and down. "Qiankun righteousness", Haoran's qi emerged, and the cyan sword qi rushed towards the other party.

"Boom!" The sword qi collided, Mu Qing's body flew out and landed on the edge of the sword platform, the cyan sword fell to her side, making a hissing sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, her hands kept trembling, and her face was full of pain.

Mu Qing was hugged off the sword platform by Cen Lin, and the strength of this battle was very different.

The next few games were relatively anxious, but they were not as fast as the first two games, and they seemed to be equal in strength, and each of the nine peaks won and lost.

"In the next game, Xiaoyao Peak Zhao Chen will face Zixia Peak Yaoxue. ”

Zhao Chen stepped onto the stage, and opposite stood a beautiful woman dressed in white like snow, tall and tall, with a long bundle of hair tied up and hanging down to her waist.

It's just a sword match, it's not a battle of life and death, especially in the face of such a junior sister with a good face and a bewitching posture, I think I should pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and Zhao Chen thinks so too.

Of course, that's what he thought when he first came to power. However, when he caught a glimpse of the figure on the second sword platform not far away, this thought was immediately forgotten by him.

Nothing can stop me from shouting for Ling'er, this is Zhao Chen's only thought at the moment.

"Draw your sword!" Zhao Chen held the Shocking Cloud Sword in his hand, his robe fluttering, and his face was a little anxious.

I saw the junior sister opposite, bowed over, and said in a sweet voice: "Senior Brother Zhao, junior sister Zixia Peak Yaoxue, please give me more advice." ”

"Alright, I see, draw your sword. Zhao Chen looked a little impatient.

But I saw that Yaoxue didn't mean to restrain at all.

"Senior sister's cultivation is low, senior brother must show mercy to his subordinates, and junior sister will be grateful. Why don't you let your sister make a few moves? ”

Zhao Chen couldn't stand it, are you here to compete with the sword or to chatter.

Zhao Chen glanced at the second sword platform, Ye Ling'er had already started fighting, and he was radiant. The Astounding Cloud Sword stood horizontally in the air, the purple sword body glowed with a strong light, Zhao Chen slashed down with a sword, and the purple sword qi swept away in the air.

Yaoxue's eyes were open, she never expected that the stinky man opposite really didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

Yao Xue hurriedly pulled out her silver long sword and blocked it in front of her chest, her aura surging.

The sword qi swept in, the speed was extremely fast, and it instantly came to Yao Xue with the momentum of thunder. With a bang, Yao Xue's body flew out and smashed into the crowd not far away, her long skirt was torn, the spring light leaked out, unconscious, and a big pit was smashed on the sword platform, steaming with a trace of heat.

Zhao Chen glanced at Yao Xue, put away the Shocking Cloud Sword, and then his figure flashed and disappeared on the seventh sword platform.

"Okay! Senior Sister Ye Ling'er, come on... Beautiful!" Before everyone could react, Zhao Chen had already come to the second sword stage, with a smile on his face, a hint of excitement in his eyes, and he kept clapping.

What a big licking dog!

The people under the seventh sword stage are already stupid.

"My day he was the first person, is he in a hurry to be reincarnated?"

Under the seventh sword platform, there was an uproar, and all kinds of insults emerged one after another!

The old man on the central pavilion looked at the big pit on the sword platform and thought thoughtfully.

Chu Zhongyuan and the other two disciples of Shenque Peak were also full of solemnity.

"The first round is over, and the second round starts an hour later. ”