The second round of the competition continued, and the martial arts field was full of fist wind and sword light, and the qi machine was non-stop.

In the next duel, Orange Hong easily defeated her opponent, and like Chu Xianzhao, she also qualified for the third round, which can be regarded as fulfilling her duties as a scavenger.

The controversy on the martial arts field resumed, and a handsome young man walked onto the competition platform, holding a sword in his hand, and a sword behind his back, plus the green shirt with big sleeves and fluttering, it was really the chic demeanor of a sword fairy.

The two were more than ten feet apart on the competition platform, letting the breeze blow through their sleeves, just looking at each other quietly.

If you look closely, you can see that the charcoal ash left by the previous burning of the opponent by the dragon floating was trampled under their feet.

"Li Duzhu of the Qinglian Sword Sect. Bai Jin broke the silence, looked directly at the unruly man in green shirt and said, "I have heard of you, you are dangerous. ”

This disciple from the Spirit Sword Sect is named Bai Jin, about twenty years old, dressed in white, with a cold expression, just like those senior brothers and sisters who accompanied him to participate in the ceremony, giving people the feeling that they are carved out of a mold, even if their appearance is not acquainted, but as long as they are disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, just by looking at it, it will give people a strange feeling that the teacher is out of the same school.

Li Duzhu didn't answer, because he still had a leaf in his mouth, and obviously he didn't want to spit it out because he said something to his opponent.

Bai Jin said calmly: "According to legend in the world, the sword of the Great River of the Qinglian Sword Sect is the pinnacle of sword speed, I want to see how fast your sword is." ”

Li Duzun still didn't speak, calmly adjusting the operation of the qi in his body, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

Bai Jian said expressionlessly: "Now the army of the Northern Regions may go south at any time, and the sky will fall, and no one can stop it, so the Southern Continent Jianghu Sect needs to unite in order to resist these enemies from the north." And I, as a child of the Spirit Sword Sect, am willing to stand up at any time and go to the northern war with the imperial court soldiers, as for you...... It will be my next sword grinding stone and make me stronger. ”

Li Duzhu's eyes slowly widened, and his expression became interesting, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

Bai Jin still looked indifferent, only raised his eyebrows slightly at his expression, and said condescendingly: "Don't worry, I will let you lose in my hands with dignity, now draw your sword, and be ready to meet your defeat at any time." ”

Li Duzhu still held the tree in his mouth and didn't speak, and plucked out his ears, anyway, he didn't draw his sword.

Li Duzhu's indifference made the opponent's speech on the court seem ridiculous, like playing the piano to the cow, which made the opponent feel a trace of humiliation.

Bai Zhen's ancient face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost at this time, and he said sharply: "If you don't draw your sword now, I guarantee that you will never have a chance to draw your sword again." ”

With a loud shout, the qi in his body suddenly skyrocketed, forming a clearly visible qi ripple around him.

Li Duzun looked at him quietly, no longer continued to pluck his ears, and slowly lowered his palm, landing on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

In the end, he still didn't draw his sword.

Li Duzhu slowly raised the hand that had plucked his ear, and gave his opponent a middle finger with a rebellious expression.

The arrogance of the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect is really in the same vein, and Li Duzhu actually gave his opponent a middle finger in front of tens of thousands of people!

In the audience, almost everyone could feel the sword-like chill in Bai Scar's eyes.

Bai Jian said three good words in a row, only to feel that he had been greatly insulted, his eyebrows were tightly knotted together, and he took a deep breath.

The qi in Bai Zhen's body suddenly swelled, the crown used to bind the long hair was suddenly shattered, the black hair flew and the big sleeves were bulging, and a circle of visible qi ripples spread out to the surroundings, whistling like a wind over a hill, blowing Li Duzhu's green shirt with a rattle.

The next moment, Bai Jin took out the ancient long sword called "Qingwu" and pointed it at the sky.

After a buzzing sword roar.

The body of the ancient sword suddenly burst out with brilliant sword light, and countless sword shadows appeared in the sky, densely covering the sky above the entire Ten Thousand Law Sect Altar.

The sword shadows are superimposed, covering the sky and the sun, like a mountain rain is coming.

Li Duzun looked at the sword rain that came like a storm, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile like a victory, and put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Thousands of sword shadows moved with the thought, and the tip of the sword pointed to Li Duzhu's foothold.

Bai Jian said in a deep voice: "Li Duzun, I, Bai Jian, am going to ask you for the sword on behalf of the Spirit Sword Sect today, please take the sword!"

On this day, tens of thousands of spectators gathered in the Wanfa Sect altar, and everyone saw an unforgettable scene.

Countless sword shadows fell from the sky, shooting straight at Li Duzhun's foothold like a funnel, carrying rolling wind and thunder, like a sword rain falling on the world.

It was only at this moment that Li Duzun pulled out the sword at his waist and let out a mocking laugh from his mouth.

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Guan Ju and Chu Xianzhao sat in an inconspicuous corner, both of them holding a string of blood-bright sugar gourds sprinkled with tempting sesame seeds.

Guan Ju looked at the rain of swords that covered the sky and the sun, took a bite of the sugar gourd, squinted and smiled: "Do you remember the Six Lotus Song that I taught you? It is a sword move from the Qinglian Sword Sect, which is beautiful and practical, hey, who do you think has a better chance of winning between the two of them." ”

Chu Xianzhao stretched out his hand to wipe the sesame seeds on Guan Ju's lips, and said softly: "Compared to the two of them, the odds are greater, I am more concerned about whether I can defeat them if I meet these two people, the Qinglian Sword Sect is known as the No. 1 Sword Sect in the Southern Continent, and the invincible opponents in the Southern Continent are killed with fast swordsmanship, if you don't have any ability, you don't deserve these titles, as for the sword technique of this Spirit Sword Sect, it is a bit similar to the Supreme Sword Sect's sword path, obviously the sword intent is more pure, and the scope of the sword qi is also amazingly huge, let's take a look first." ”

Guan Ju shook his head and said, " If in terms of sword intent, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect are indeed superior, if it is about sword cultivation, I am afraid that this disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect is relatively strong, this Qinglian Sword Sect's great river sword sword can't even be learned by my father, as for the people of the Spirit Sword Sect who pursue the ultimate sword intent excessively, it is easy to go far and wide, and there are only a few people left who can really fight, these old sword immortals who are over 100 years old are either in retreat to cultivate sword intent, or are in a semi-meditative state of leisure, and under the influence of the teacher, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect rarely travel down the mountain, so this time it can be regarded as a rejuvenation。 ”

Chu Xianzhao exhaled lightly a breath of sugar, his face seemed calm, but in fact, his heart had already set off a thousand waves.

He had heard Guan Changye talk about the grievances and grievances of the major sects in the Southern Continent, and the former Spirit Sword Sect was also the number one sword sect in the Southern Continent, but after the ancestor of the Qinglian Sword Sect, Li Taibai, became a master of the sword, he personally kicked the Spirit Sword Sect with his sword.

Li Taibai cut off all the famous sword immortal soldiers of the entire Spirit Sword Sect with the power of one person, and the corpses of the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect were piled up, resulting in being suppressed by the Qinglian Sword Sect now It is also a helpless thing, and the grievances between the two Sword Sects continue to this day This martial arts dispute, I don't know who will win and who will lose?

Guan Ju looked at the two people fighting in the field, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This cross slash is really beautiful." ”

Li Duzhu finally drew his sword, and the process of unsheathing the long sword was as pleasing to the eye as a beauty thrush, and the shot was a lotus heart cross slash.

The sword blade jumped out of the air with a cross sword mark, causing the ripples of qi caused by the sword shadow to spread out in an instant, and the sword rain shot towards Li Duzun without stopping, dense and countless.

Li Duru smiled freely, and rushed forward along the sword momentum, leaving a trail of cyan sword qi in mid-air, and the tip of the sword rotated and broke through the sword rain.

He forcibly lifted back this cloud of qi sword rain, and the sword qi turned into an overwhelming wave of qi surging towards Bai Zhen, and his body swirled around and stepped on the ground, and he stepped out of a pit from the stone platform of the talisman and splashed countless dust, as for the long sword in his hand, it was pressed out of a thrilling arc by him, just like a heroic hero bending a bow to shoot an eagle, his body bounced back into the air again, and slashed out a sharp sword qi at Bai Zhen.

Bai Zhen's face was expressionless, and he still slashed out the snow-white sword qi like a wave, and smashed the torrent of qi set off by Li Duzun in one go, without the slightest drag of mud and water.

The sword qi flew all over the sky, shooting in all directions like stray arrows on the battlefield, and in the competition field where the two were separated by dozens of zhang, countless sword qi scars suddenly appeared.

Chu Xianzhao was a little stunned by this scene, but as long as he could still use Wang Xi now, he would not be so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

Unexpectedly, when these two sword immortal-like characters fought, since the power of the sword qi breaking through the air was so terrifying and amazing, fortunately, he practiced the sword of the dragon with Zhao Xi, I am afraid that these two ruthless people would not let his domineering sword have a chance to use the sword at all, and he would be dismantled by their sword qi.

Li Duzhu still stabbed with a sword, the sword body was wrapped in unparalleled speed, and the tip of the sword just stabbed the white mark of the sword body, the sparks were dazzling, and the sword aura was compelling.

This move will enter the wine is the only sword move that will make the thrust to the extreme speed, the first generation of the Qinglian Sword Sect Sect Li Taibai once drank and said that his general wine is fast enough to kill the immortals quickly.

After Li Duzhu's sword forced back dozens of feet of white marks, his body flew up like a owl hunting, and the opponent was almost forced out of the field by this sword.

Bai Zhen, who was almost forced out of the field by a sword, looked at the green-shirted swordsman who finally came out of the sword with palpitations, and said: "A good move will enter the wine, and it really has the momentum of a long rainbow through the sun, but unfortunately the speed is still a little slower." ”

Li Duzhu sneered, thinking that you actually dared to talk about sword speed in front of this young man, you must know that your ancestor was cut off by Li Taibai with this trick back then, it seems that you want to taste his fate.

At this time, the sword qi on the long sword in Li Duzhuan's hand suddenly soared, and everyone could see a brilliant green light blooming on the tip of the sword, like water cold into ice.

This time, Li Duzhu waved his three-foot sword blade in a posture of sweeping thousands of troops, and the swords in the hands of the two slammed and collided again, making a deafening sound of gold and iron.

Chu Xianzhao leaned forward slightly, staring at the blue-shirted swordsman who was difficult to catch, and nodded in surprise.

Guan Ju glanced at this "male friend" who always likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and shook his head, for himself who is also a master of swordsmanship, he will naturally not be too shocked by the swordsmanship displayed by Bai Zhen, if she lets herself go on the field to deal with the child of the Spirit Sword Sect, maybe she can defeat him now.

The only thing that surprised her now was Li Duzun's performance, being able to cultivate the sword speed to this realm, he was worthy of being a high-ranking disciple sent by the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Guan Ju's eyes narrowed slightly, and his clear and bright eyes became as sharp as a sword.

Many people in the audience silently chose the winner of this competition in their hearts, until Bai Jin raised his sword in the sky again, and their minds were immediately changed.

In mid-air, the clouds and mist tumbled again, changing into countless shapes in a short instant, as if something was moving through the clouds.

"Like...... A sword!" Chu Xianzhao swallowed the sugar hawthorn and muttered.

The next moment, a pillar of snow and white clouds as thick as a hugging tree smashed down like a river that slanted straight down, as if it held up this side of the world.

Tens of thousands of people in the Ten Thousand Law Sect Altar were so shocked that they had nothing to say when they saw this scene, and they inevitably gasped, and in the end, they were silent.

The Spirit Sword Sect is now one of the top five swordsmanship sects in the Dao League, the swordsmanship pays attention to seeking truth and goodness, and everything can be swords with a sword, and the swordsmen who practice the spirit swordsmanship seem to have some kind of peculiar connection with the immortal law, and can use all kinds of unbelievable transcendent swordsmanship, which is difficult for ordinary people to copy and cultivate, and this sword in the clouds is one of them.

The extremely long cloud sword stands majestically, and the sword aura is compelling.

In front of the majestic sword in the clouds, Li Duzhu's figure was as small as an ant.

The audience in the audience couldn't imagine the pressure of the qi machine that Li Duzhu felt when facing this sword, this almost suffocating fear made many weak women roll their eyes and faint, and the magnates were worried that if this sword was directly inserted, would they also suffer a catastrophe along with themselves.

Bai Zhen said condescendingly: "Back then, Li Taibai cut off the arm of my ancestor Bai Yi, and today I will return you a sword with Bai Zhen, please take the sword!"

The cloud sword behind him moved with a thought and fell violently.

It's like a snow-capped mountain avalanche rolling waves.

Chu Xianzhao stared blankly at the long sword in the clouds that was inserted into Li Duzun, and muttered, "It's really a sword immortal fight." ”

In the face of this terrifying giant sword, Li Duzhu still didn't spit out the pu jia in his mouth, and turned out a beautiful sword flower in his hand, his body swayed, and his green shirt swayed wantonly.

In an instant, with more than a hundred swords, the audience saw that the sword qi in Li Duzhun's hand danced and circled like a green snake spitting letters, and smashed this "flashy" huge cloud sword in one go, and the snow-white sword qi did not dissipate, and in an instant, it turned into thousands of sword shadows, forming a mysterious trajectory to frantically chase and kill Li Duzun.

What amazed the audience was that these thousands of snow-white flying swords did not hurt Li Duzhun in the slightest, and he still went away with an understatement, shattering the snow-white flying swords that came one after another, and the speed of swinging the sword was unbelievable.

After Li Duzun smashed the Snow White Cloud Sword, he came to the front of Bai Zhen in the blink of an eye, and instantly stabbed the sword thirty-six times, the sword was terrifying, and the three-foot Qingfeng wrapped in cyan sword qi became nearly five feet long, and the audience seemed to see that the long sword in Li Duzhu's hand seemed to have turned into an emerald green long bamboo, and then the "green black" in Bai Zhen's hand bent again and again when it faced Li Duzhun's "lotus pond", as if it was difficult to withstand Li Duzhun's endless swift sword, and the double sword slammed out a sound of unreasonable gold and iron collision.

The Qinglian Sword Sect is unparalleled in the world with its ultimate sword speed, this young man in green shirt who was sent by the Sword Sect to participate in the martial arts is undoubtedly proud of his astonishing achievements in sword speed, and the sword qi and sword intent have become the stepping stones for him to practice sword speed.

The pupa in Li Duzhu's mouth shook again and again under the swift sword qi, fighting with the white mark at extreme speed, all kinds of sword blades were dazzling, and in the middle of the air was the afterglow of the sword qi brought by these two sword fairy-like young men, and the two of them forced a vision of heaven and earth.

The sword qi burst out, and the qi penetrated the sky.

Many people who saw this scene, whether it was Chu Xianzhao or Guan Ju, or the dignitaries in the VIP seat, all had a feeling that the trip was worthwhile.

Whether it is Li Duzun or Bai Zhen, both of them are kendo geniuses of the younger generation in Nanlu, and every sword in their hands is a wonderful scenery that can not be found, even if they can remember one and a half moves, it is a memory that benefits endlessly for some people.

Chu Xianzhao couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "These two people's swordsmanship can't see any flaws at all!"

Guan Ju pointed to the two people fighting in the arena and said: "There must be a place for Li Duzhu in the top ten of this martial arts, if I run into him, I will have a chance to defeat him if I fight to the death, if you run into him...... Is there a play?"

Chu Xianzhao only cared about wiping his sweat, and squeezed out the word hehe in his mouth.

The white mark had never been more angry than it was today, and the face that had been indifferent for many years was twisted with hideousness, and the mouth let out a roar.

As a cyan sword light flashed in front of him, a brilliant blood flower bloomed on his shoulder, making him feel pain.

Li Duzhun backhanded blood, as if a bright red petal was spilled from the blade of the sword, and sneered with the pupa in his mouth: "It's too slow, your sword is too slow, it seems that you can't avenge your ancestral master." ”

At this moment, the green shirt on Li Duzhu's body could no longer withstand the destruction of the rapid sword qi, and it exploded with a bang, and everyone couldn't help but gasp.

This young man has a nine-leaf green lotus tattoo on his back, and the sweat oozing out of his skin seems to have turned into a little dew on the lotus petals, giving people the illusion that this lotus flower grows on Li Duzhu's back.

As Li Duzun slowly twisted his arm, this green lotus twisted like a living thing, the pale blue lotus petals slowly stretched, and the lotus heart dotted with cinnabar was like a drop of blood that would flow from his back at any time, making it impossible to remove his eyes from his back, which was very visually impactful.

The disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect are all tattooed with Qinglian diagrams, most of which are four-leaf or six-leafed, and Li Duzhu's nine-leaf Qinglian diagram is said to be only tattooed on the back of the sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect, and the meaning behind this is self-evident.

**Li Duzun, who was on his upper body, laughed loudly and said: "My Qinglian Sword Sect is the number one sword sect in the world, after our sword, it doesn't matter if you are an immortal or a mortal, you will either bow your head or cut off your head!"

How resentful the white marks are in his eyes, you Li Duzun is really a big shelf, and the Qinglian Sword Sect also wants to challenge the power of the immortals, since this is the case, then I will let you take a good look at how powerful the power of the immortal law is!

Bai Jian raised the sword in his hand again, and a white robe with wide sleeves hunted, revealing a hideous smile.

At this moment, a yellow lightning flashed through the sky, and the clouds gathered again, and the thunderclouds as black as ink pressed the sky, and after the lightning, there was a burst of thunder from the sky, like the drums of immortals, and the yellow lightning flew and jumped behind the white mark like a dragon.

The sword in the hand of the white mark continued to have yellow lightning surges, and for a while, the yellow lightning thunder as thick as a corridor pillar scattered in mid-air, and from time to time there was a deafening thunder, and a thunderbolt shot straight out from the depths of the sky, and exploded in everyone's ears.

The ubiquitous yellow lightning in the sky has merged with the dark clouds, covering the sky and exuding a hideous momentum, and the scene was once terrifying.

With the movement of Bai Zhen raising the long sword in his hand, another jagged golden lightning bolted down like a sharp sword above his head, and the front end of the yellow lightning did not disappear in the thick black clouds, but turned into a terrifying flash of lightning and hit the arena hard, and countless sparks burst out the moment the lightning came into contact with the ground.

As for the number of trees outside the altar of the Ten Thousand Laws Sect, I don't know how many trees were struck by lightning, leaving a wooden hole the size of a bowl on the trunk, or they turned into a spark directly here, and the thunder resounded in the sky, even if it was useless to cover the ears.

Li Duzun glanced at the sky that suddenly thundered, and then looked at his opponent calmly, standing with his sword in his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

"White Marks, now is not the time for you to be angry, you have already lost when you hit his sword!" shouted to him from the audience.

"Our Spirit Sword Sect has already lost to you once, and we must not lose a second time, in order to defeat you, no matter how unreasonable the power is, I can control it, now...... I'll let you see this trick Bafang Thunder Pool!"

Anger filled Bai Jin's heart, and countless yellow thunderbolts flashed in the black clouds, violently occupying every corner of the sky, as if they wanted to destroy the world, making many people in the audience have the idea of escaping from here.