Chapter 325: Black Long Sword
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"Senior Brother Liu actually hid his cultivation?"
"Damn, hang the gods! The fourfold can defeat the late sevenfold stage, and the fifth layer is not a problem to deal with the ordinary eightfold early stage?"
"Oh my God, Senior Brother Liu really blinded my dog's eyes!"
"Those two pro-disciples of the early stage of the Yuanwu Realm Eightfold are secretly happy, if it weren't for Senior Brother Liu choosing to challenge Senior Brother Yan, then whoever comes up is estimated to be scared to pee now, right?"
"Senior Brother Liu, this forced pretending is good, I like it!"
"I said, Senior Brother Liu won't really have the confidence to defeat Senior Brother Yan Xingyu, right? Senior Brother Yan is in the middle of the Eightfold Period!"
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The disciples on the viewing platform were simply boiling, even more excited than the New Year's Festival, one by one they were extremely excited, looking at Liu Qinglan's eyes, like a god, full of pious worship. Even, at this time, Liu Qinglan asked them to die, and it is estimated that they will also throw their heads and spill blood!
Elders, you look at me, I look at you, and you can't say anything. Liu Qinglan has only joined the sect for more than three months, and Nima's cultivation has actually been improved by four levels? What a god-defying cultivation talent this is!
Elder Lin Han's heart had already turned over the mountains and seas, she knew more than these elders, Liu Qinglan was only half a step Yuan Wu when she participated in the entrance assessment, okay? Fourfold? Are you blind? He has really improved the fivefold!
Yan Xingyu felt a little confused, no wonder Liu Qinglan dared to challenge him? Hmm? No, even if it's the sixth or seventh level of the Yuan Martial Realm, he is not qualified to challenge him! Not to mention, Liu Qinglan is only the fifth level of the Yuan Martial Realm!
As soon as he thought of this, Yan Xingyu bit the tip of his tongue and made himself completely sober. The true yuan in the body swept out, and an even more powerful aura spread out.
"Late Eightfold of the Yuanwu Realm?"
The second elder's face suddenly swelled with a touch of surprise, he didn't expect Yan Xingyu to really break through before the four sects of martial arts!
The sect masters and elders on the viewing platform only showed a little joy. As for Ling Xuan, he was not happy at all, he had already appeared.
The impact that Liu Qinglan gave them just now was a bit big, and they still had to digest it.
However, the disciples who liked to join in the fun began to talk again.
"Damn, it turns out that Senior Brother Yan has also hidden his cultivation!"
"In the late stage of the eightfold period, isn't it the same as Senior Brother Ling Yang, a disciple of Xi?"
"Oh my God, is the position of this disciple going to change too?"
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These disciples shouted loudly one by one.
Ling Yang on the viewing platform was depressed when he heard this, he didn't want to expose his cultivation, but someone actually began to question his status as a disciple?
Ling Yang jumped up from his seat, and the True Yuan burst out, and an aura no less than that of some elders spread across the viewing platform.
"In the early stage of the Nine Realms of the Yuan Martial Realm, Ling Yang's virtuous nephew has broken through?"
An elder shouted in surprise.
"Huh!"
Almost all the elders' eyes fell on Ling Yang, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces.
Ling Xuan glanced at Ling Yang, his expression was very painful. Big brother, are you a little more reserved? Lao Tzu still relies on you to fight for us in the four sects on martial arts? Now that even the cultivation has been exposed, it is estimated that the other three major sects will soon find out.
"Silly. Forced"
Liu Qinglan frowned and glanced at Ling Yang with disdain.
He and Yan Xingyu showed their cultivation because they wanted to fight, after all, if they wanted to use the true yuan in battle, they couldn't hide it at all.
What is Ling Yang doing to show his cultivation, is it attracting attention? Don't you know how to keep your hole cards?
Seeing Ling Xuan's expression, Liu Qinglan knew that the sect master was definitely dissatisfied with Ling Yang.
"Hmph, okay, don't show your cultivation!"
Ling Xuan snorted coldly and said coldly.
Hearing this, Ling Yang also reacted, hurriedly restrained his breath, sat down again, and didn't dare to make any moves.
"Disciple Xi is worthy of being a disciple of Xi, and he has actually reached the ninth level!"
"Well, yes, it's almost on par with some of the elders, this talent is terrifying!"
"That is, the so-called tiger father has no dog son, where can we find out the son of our sect master?"
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Words of surprise and appreciation came, and Ling Yang was very happy in his heart. Of course, in front of his iron-faced father, he was still very calm on the surface.
"Boy, what about the middle of the fifth level of the Yuanwu Realm? Don't ink it, hurry up!"
On the battle platform, Yan Xingyu smiled coldly. Just now, all the cultivation was revealed, and a strong self-confidence overflowed.
Dealing with Liu Qinglan, he is confident, and one blow is enough. Therefore, let Liu Qinglan hurry up, and then he can make a good move, teach the other party a good lesson, and let the latter know what it means to respect his brother!
"Good!"
Liu Qinglan smiled and nodded.
Hearing this, all the disciples stopped talking and turned their eyes to the battle platform.
One is a rare genius in a hundred years, and the other is a disciple generation of two. Just such a gimmick, I feel very excited, excited to fly into the sky.
In the eyes of everyone, Liu Qinglan's right hand poked out slightly, and a faint light appeared on her index finger.
Obviously, this is the rhythm of taking weapons from the space ring!
These two are about to start fighting! Just thinking about it, I feel very excited! Almost all the disciples' eyes looked at Liu Qinglan's fingers.
"Wait a minute!"
Liu Qinglan's movements suddenly stopped, and the light on the spatial ring suddenly disappeared.
"What's the situation?"
"Hurry up and do it if you delay something!"
"Damn, my pants are off, you tell me to watch this?"
"Don't you want to be so appetizing!"
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There was a commotion on the viewing platform, and the disciples had already been provoked, but Liu Qinglan made such a gesture of wanting to welcome and be ashamed, which really made them anxious, and they couldn't wait to rush up and take out the weapon for Liu Qinglan.
Yan Xingyu looked pained, what else are you going to do! Is it so troublesome to get a weapon? If it weren't for the need to maintain my majestic image, Lao Tzu would have wanted to make a move a long time ago!
"I'm sorry, I got the wrong weapon just now!"
Liu Qinglan smiled apologetically at Yan Xingyu.
Yan Xingyu is stumbling, what kind of trouble are you going to make!
The disciples on the spectator platform also almost fainted, and when it comes to the art of pretending to be forced, none of us will accept it, so we will obey you!
"Hurry!"
Yan Xingyu's heart was about to explode. I've never seen anyone procrastinating like this!You're sick, aren't you?
"Good!"
Liu Qinglan smiled again and apologized.
The light flashed in his hand, and a black long sword appeared in Liu Qinglan's palm. After that, Liu Qinglan didn't move again.
"Hey, what's going on? Isn't he supposed to take two swords?"
"This sword doesn't seem to be the color right!"
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The disciples on the viewing platform frowned and began to discuss in a low voice. They knew that Liu Qinglan had two high-grade earth mystery long swords, one blue and one cyan, and there was no black one.