The Sword Martial Sect will hold a sect competition every three years, and the purpose of the sect competition is not only to inspire many disciples, but also to select elite disciples as the future of the sect, and then focus on training.

In the family sect, talented martial artists will be trained by the high-level of the family sect, as long as they have enough talent and enough hard work, they will get a lot of cultivation resources, and even get the favor of big people.

The triennial sect competition of the Sword Martial Sect is divided into seven ranks, each level corresponds to a small realm, the first level is the duel at the peak level of the Spirit Extreme Realm, the second level is the duel at the initial level of the Earth Extreme Realm, and so on, the peak level of the Xuan Extreme Realm corresponds to the seventh level.

The rules are dead, and they are also set by people, as long as you have enough strength, you can challenge a higher level, and naturally, the rewards you get are also multiplied!

In a small place like Yangcheng, if there is a martial artist who can fight across a small realm, he can already be called a genius, and if he fights across two small realms, such a martial artist is cultivated as the heir of a force.

Of course, in Yangcheng, there are very few martial artists who have cross-border battles, and martial artists who can fight across two small realms are even rarer, and there is no one in hundreds of years.

"In the sword ring, there are a total of one hundred rings, if you have the strength to occupy one ring, you can enter the top 100 at the peak of the Spirit Extreme Realm. Looking at the many peak martial artists of the Spirit Extreme Realm who were about to move, Yi Qingshan said slowly.

"All the disciples should remember that when the winner is decided, the point is enough, and you can't sneak attack the opponent again, and those who violate the order will abolish their cultivation and depose the Sword Martial Sect!" Yi Qingshan continued.

The disciples in the sword arena were all in high spirits and couldn't wait to occupy a ring.

"The Spirit Extreme Realm peak competition has officially begun!" Yi Qingshan's deep voice resounded around the sword platform again.

"Boom!"

A group of peak disciples of the Spirit Extreme Realm flocked to the place, hurriedly displayed their body techniques, and quickly rushed to the hundred rings in the sword ring.

"Bang dang!"

The one who is fast has already occupied one of the rings and fought against other peak disciples of the Spirit Extreme Realm.

"Zheng ......"

Each heavy sword was activated, carrying a fierce sword aura, stabbing at the champion.

The fierce battle began, and thousands of Spirit Extreme Realm peak martial artists activated the heavy sword in their hands and stabbed towards the disciples in the ring.

"Puff ......"

Among the more than 100 rings, several people couldn't resist the overwhelming sword qi, and they were frequently injured, fell out of the ring, and were occupied by other disciples.

Many of the champions in the ring kept changing people, and they were heavily planted out of the ring, with a look of despair in their eyes.

This sect competition was presided over by Yi Qingshan, the head disciple of the sect, which was decided by many high-level leaders of the Sword Martial Sect, and the subsequent significance was extraordinary.

Many high-level members of the Sword Martial Sect were all sitting around the sword platform, their faces were serious and serious, and all of them exuded a strong aura, and the disciples standing on the side were under tremendous pressure.

"Among this group of disciples at the peak of the Spirit Extreme Realm, a few of them are performing well, you can consider whether they can be used as the key cultivation objects of the sect. The Great Elder touched the beard on his chin and said slowly.

"It's pretty good, senior brother, are you going to get ready to spread out?" the second elder teased.

"Haha, I have this idea, but it depends on the performance of these little guys. The Great Elder responded, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked upward.

The second elder nodded, and then threw his eyes to the ring.

"Boom!"

A strong sword qi slashed several people one after another, and many disciples outside the ring showed different colors on their faces, and they didn't dare to continue to shoot.

In the ring, there stood a young man with black hair and a green shirt, with delicate facial features, a fair face, and a sharp and domineering eyes, leaving several faint sword marks on the green shirt.

"Zheng!"

The heavy sword trembled, causing many disciples to retreat one after another, not daring to take a step forward.

"I, Wu Fan, am here, who is not convinced, can come and pick me up with a sword!" Wu Fan said domineeringly, his eyes sharp and firm.

This young man with black hair and blue shirts was none other than Wu Fan, who was only eighteen years old, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the Spirit Extreme Realm.

Hearing Wu Fan's domineering voice, all the disciples looked at each other, and still no martial artist dared to step forward to take him with a sword.

Many disciples have already realized that with Wu Fan's strength, it is more than enough to occupy a ring.

The disciples outside the ring shook their heads again and again, and swept towards the other rings one after another, Wu Fan and they couldn't fight, but other martial artists, they still had a chance.

"Bang ......"

Next to a ring, many disciples were repelled by the messy sword qi, there were some sword holes left on their clothes, and some of the martial artists had their skin burned.

"Qianyu, what kind of swordsmanship are you?" asked a disciple at the peak of the Spirit Extreme Realm towards the martial artist in the ring.

In the ring, a young man stood with a sword, his black hair was erected high, the bridge of his nose was sharp, and his eyes were plain, this person was the Qian Yu in the mouth of the peak disciple of the Spirit Extreme Realm.

"This sword technique is called 'Chiyang Sword Technique', and I got it by chance. Qian Yu said lightly, his expression was neither happy nor sad.

Many of the disciples who were repelled kept chanting in their mouths, and many disciples were still quite afraid of this Chiyang Sword Technique.

"Do you still want to fight?" Qian Yu said calmly, for him, getting a place would not be much of a problem, it was nothing more than a waste of time.

Many disciples couldn't cry or laugh when they heard Qianyu's words, just with the Chiyang swordsmanship, Qianyu was invincible, what was the point of fighting again?

Many disciples shook their heads again and again, and fled one after another, this scene appeared, Qian Yu's mood still did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he was not surprised at all by the departure of many disciples.

Gradually, sixty or seventy rings had stopped fighting, and the winners and losers were decided, but there were still twenty or thirty rings, in the final struggle.

"Those two little guys named Wu Fan and Qianyu have good talents, so they can be cultivated well. Looking at Wu Fan and Qian Yu, who were cultivating with their eyes closed, the second elder said kindly.

"It's pretty good, why don't you just let these two little guys worship under the little junior sister?" said the fifth elder, with a hint of affection in his eyes.

"Sixth Senior Brother, I appreciate your kindness. The elegant voice filled the ears of several people, and the person who spoke was the little junior sister in the mouth of the five elders, the seventh elder of the inner sect of the Sword Martial Sect.

The Seven Elders are famous painting immortals, with a plump figure, white clothes and black hair, like a fairy above the nine heavens, who does not eat fireworks, with a dusty and elegant temperament, a peerless beauty.

"Little Senior Sister's vision is still very high!" the Great Elder said with a smile, as if he had long been accustomed to the light and breezy appearance of the Painting Immortal.

"Second Senior Brother said that it was just Xian'er's personality like this!" Huaxian replied softly, his face calm and indifferent.

"Knock ......"

The yellow bell rang again, interrupting the speech of several people, but it meant that the quota for a hundred rings had already been decided.

"The disciples who have advanced will be divided into ten groups, and the final top ten will be divided, and then the last ten people will compete one by one to determine the ranking!" Yi Qingshan said to the more than 100 people.

Yi Qingshan stretched out his hand to signal, and the final battle at the peak level of the Spirit Extreme Realm officially began.

"Boom!"

On top of the ten rings, one by one the warriors, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, actually showed their life-killing swordsmanship, and the sword spirit in the ring was vertical and horizontal, and if they were not careful, they might win or lose by one point.

"What's that girl's name?" said the Great Elder in surprise, and the rest of the group shook their heads repeatedly, not knowing who the girl in the ring was.

In the ring, a delicate girl, with two cute pigtails, stood with a sword.

"Uncle Yu, that girl's name is Feng Qingqing. Yi Qingshan said to a few people with puzzled faces.

"Feng Qingqing, is it the descendant of the predecessor of the wind?" the Great Elder said thoughtfully.

"It is the descendant of the predecessors of the wind. A middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded, and everyone hurriedly bowed their hands slightly.

The person who came was the head of the Sword Martial Sect, and just fell lightly next to a few people, and a few people felt a great pressure, this is the absolute suppression of cultivation strength, in the face of absolute strength, no fancy can work.

Yi Qingshan frowned, and fell into thought, four hundred years ago, the Sect Master of the Lingwu Sect had brought back a young man named Feng Qingchen from outside.

I never thought that the young man brought back by the sect master of the Lingwu Sect was so talented that in just a few years, he rose rapidly, and he was invincible among the same generation in Yangcheng, dominating the younger generation of Yangcheng, and even the older generation of martial artists.

However, unfortunately, when Feng Qingchen broke through to the Dragon Transformation Realm, he was plotted by someone, and he almost lost his cultivation, but fortunately, the sect master of the Lingwu Sect made a timely move to save Feng Qingchen's cultivation and life, and he also left a secret disease from then on, and it was difficult for his cultivation to progress at all.

"Feng Qingqing is the great-granddaughter of Senior Feng, she is talented and intelligent, she is only sixteen years old, her cultivation has reached the peak of the Spirit Extreme Realm, and her talent is directly catching up with the Feng Seniors of that year!"

Everyone looked different, this talent is indeed a bit scary, only sixteen years old, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Spirit Extreme Realm, this kind of talent, among the forces in Yangcheng, is also rare.

"Wow, who is that woman?" said to many Spirit Extreme Realm peak disciples to Feng Qingqing in the ring, their eyes full of jealousy.

"It seems that this Feng Qingqing is the dark horse among the peak disciples of the Spirit Extreme Realm. "The painting fairy, who has never liked to talk, actually commented on the wind and youth in the ring.

"Little junior sister, is this the heart of love?" said the head of the Sword Martial Sect with a smile, and the painting immortal smiled without saying a word.

"Zheng!"

Feng Qingqing slashed at the opponent with his sword, and the peak disciple of the Spirit Extreme Realm retreated several meters in a row, before he was able to stabilize his body, and the tiger's mouth was bubbling with blood.

Immediately, the peak disciple of the Spirit Extreme Realm bowed to Feng Qingqing and turned to leave.

"Bang ......"

Quickly decided, Feng Qingqing was like a bamboo, all the way through five levels and six generals, but there was no disciple who could compete with her.

lived up to expectations, Feng Qingqing, Wu Fan and Qianyu became the three people in the final battle.

"I'll come first, which of the two of you will fight first?" Feng Qingqing said lightly, she took the lead, standing in the ring first, quietly waiting for Wu Fan and Qianyu to fight.