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"Is this giving face?" In the endless and distant Sword Sect Main Hall, there were three major sword masters on the upper seat, lined up on both sides, and there were more than a thousand monks sitting densely. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Whether it is the old man of the withered pine, or the middle-aged man who is full of Yintang, it is no surprise that the thousands of monks present are all existences with the combat power of the ancient realm.

The Great Sword Sect, the Imperial Immortal Sect, and the vast thousands of elders with the combat power of the Ancient Realm gathered together, which can be described as huge, except for the ordinary and rare sect deliberations and grand ceremonies, it is almost impossible, but today, it is for one person.

Yes, a person on the big screen hanging in the air, the arc of the ring, almost all the monks can see the internal space of the sword tower, if someone carefully observes the surroundings with Yuan Zhi, they can perceive that in fact, the seats in the hall are empty, naturally, empty, that is, they step into the sword tower, as the gatekeeper of Yu Yangchuang Tower.

Everyone looked solemn and didn't dare to speak, after all, the three sword masters on the seat did not speak, they were all staring at the screen intently, how dare they make a mistake. Although the Sword Sect is unclassed in terms of accepting disciples, the management within the sect is extremely harsh.

"Zheng Zheng" lies in the moment when Yang took out the sword, and the old man on the opposite side also responded, and the quaint long sword hidden in the scabbard of his left hand struggled, and he threw it towards Yu Yang.

The "bell" scabbard and Yu Yang's slashing sword collided in one place, with the force of flying back upside down, the old man pulled out the sword out of the sheath, and a sword stabbed out towards Yu Yang, but when he just arrived at Yu Yang's shoulder, a white rainbow had passed through his throat, and the feeling that was sharp enough to tear everything apart made people's hearts palpitate, and the threat of death was the closest, the old man had to take a step back, and the long sword in his hand lost the strength to continue to shoot.

"The future is terrifying, I think I have been practicing to the left for eight hundred and ninety-one years, and I can't even take a move from you, but if I can let you draw the sword, it will also leave a little thin face for the old man, son, if you are interested, you can sit in my sword." With that, the old man's figure shook and disappeared in place.

"Click" The next moment, his figure had already appeared in the main hall.

"Haha, old man, how is this Tianjiao of my swordsmanship?" Before he could open his mouth to complain, an elder who had been friendly with him spoke up in the way of the human sword.

"The skills are not as good as others, and the future is terrifying." To the left, he can see broadly, and if he is defeated in the hands of a junior in front of countless disciples, his prestige within the sect will definitely decline a lot in the future, which is natural.

"Don't be discouraged by Brother Xiang, soon you will know that it is not unjust to be defeated under this man." Long Lie, who was sitting in the front row, smiled, slowly stood up, and walked towards the outside of the main hall.

"Long Shouza, ...... are you" looked horrified to the left, what is Long Lie going to do? Isn't he going to make a move? This old guy has cultivated for thousands of years, and his cultivation and combat power, even in the main hall, except for the three major sword masters, among these thousands of people, he is also ranked in the top five.

"He's qualified to fight me now." Long Lie paused, glanced back to the left, and in the corner of his eye, there was still a bit of fanaticism that had not yet converged.

Seeing Long Lie go away, countless monks in the field were silent, this irascible guy made a move, but he didn't know which level he would be guarding at, if he stood a little ahead, it was estimated that Yu Yang would stop here. After all, this old guy is a tricky thing for many people in the hall.

As soon as the picture turned, the scene was still two people, Yu Yang, who was not shocked, and a middle-aged man in white shirts who was the same as him.

"Calling for wind and rain, Li Xinghai." Many elders in the main hall were shocked, they actually met this old guy who had been famous for many years on the fifty-second floor.

"Cultivating for 1,300 years, he once broke through the Central Domain, called the wind and rain with one hand, and defeated dozens of famous people in the Ancient Realm, although he only had the cultivation at the peak of the middle stage of the Ancient Realm, but the monks in the late stage of the Ordinary Ancient Realm were not necessarily his opponents."

"Indeed, if you fall into his artistic conception of calling for wind and rain, I am afraid that it will be difficult to get out."

Calling for wind and rain, in the eyes of these elders in the main hall, he is also a more tricky guy, but he didn't expect that the second level of the test of the elder group was to let him take action personally.

"Please" Yu Yang rushed at him, and saw that the other party drew a circle in front of him.

"Huh?" Yu Yang's pupils contracted slightly, and he tightened the long sword in his hand.

The speed of the dance animation is getting faster and faster, and the endless clouds and mist are derived from it, and soon, the majestic fog is to envelop the entire stone room, stretching out your hand, and you can't see the five fingers.

"Huhu~" The cold frost wind, from time to time wrapped in the surging sword intent of the killing intent, Yu Yang's figure, in the eyes of all the elders in the main hall and the disciples outside the sword tower, his right hand, almost without a moment, has been dancing the sword in his hand, the sword light condenses the sword, the sword light collapses, swallowed by endless clouds and mist, one move and one style, all of them fall into the bath, and they can't be used.

The crisp sound of "dropping" suddenly fell on the sword in Yang's hand, and all eyes gathered on the black one on the sword body for a moment.

"Black rain?" Many monks frowned slightly, already guessing that this rain must be famous.

"Calling for wind and rain, the wind coming from it is the nine cold winds that this guy devoured into his body in the early years, which can hurt people's knowledge, but now it seems that this son is not an ordinary person, and he can do it with ease. But this acid rain, he can't resist, a drop is enough to corrode everything in the world, his long sword is just the quality of a high-grade holy sword, but a cup of tea kung fu, it will be corroded completely, and without a sword in his hand, he can only lose. In the main hall, Li Xinghai's friend opened his mouth to explain, and at the same time, the sword master on the throne also spread the words of this explanation to the sky above the sword tower, and countless monks slowly turned their heads, which can be regarded as the reason for this strange phenomenon.

"How to crack it, I heard that this son has been practicing in remote areas such as the Great Wilderness Domain, and he has not seen too much swordsmanship, but I am afraid, this time, I am a little confused."

"If you can find the figure of Li Xinghai, maybe you still have the strength to fight, but if you are trapped in this sword array that calls for wind and rain, I am afraid that the vitality of this son will be exhausted, and when the time comes, Li Xinghai will win without a fight."

In the picture, Yu Yang suddenly closed his eyes, and countless monks saw his obvious move, and they all realized that this son must be performing a secret technique to find people.

Soon, Yu Yang's mind found where Li Xinghai was, and his body flickered, ignoring the acid rain in the sky, his body turned into a long rainbow and rushed directly towards the other party.

"It's good" The corners of Li Xinghai's mouth were slightly outlined, his blinding method here had also been seen through by countless monks, but in the end, he was still defeated by his men.

"You think that's all I have to do here? Calling for wind and rain is not just a killer move. The slightly outlined arc of the corners of Li Xinghai's mouth fell into Yu Yang's eyes who were running, his pupils contracted slightly, and he faintly felt something bad in his heart.

"Qiang" Li Xing's elevation sword, the mist surrounding the stone chamber was instantly converged by the gravitational force on the sword, and Yu Yang's speed of running did not decrease, it was still that simple sword.

"Boom" But in an instant, Yu Yang was shrouded in a violent wind and rain under Li Xinghai's long sword.

"Blowing the wind...... Call for rain ......" Li Xinghai shouted loudly, the wind roared, and the rain crackled, however, Yu Yang, who was hit head-on by the sword move, did not let out any screams.

"Look, he's there." Outside the tower, a true disciple standing in the depths of the white clouds suddenly shouted.

All eyes fell on Li Xinghai's back, and a faint figure slowly emerged, a long sword with a dense gap on the blade was across Li Xinghai's neck, as long as he moved a moment, he would be injured by the sharp cold of the blade.

"He, when did he go behind Li Xinghai?"

"The world's cultivation of Yuan Qi and Pure Yuan Technique is the most agile with the momentum of the storm, how can he be faster than Li Xinghai's killing move?"

In the main hall, many puzzled eyes fell on the three sword masters in the upper seat, and only they could give them an explanation.

"The storm is fast, but it is not as fast as thunder and lightning." With the cultivation of the three major sword masters, he could naturally capture a flash of lightning hidden under his feet when Yu Yang was running.

"I see." All the people present are strong people in the ancient realm, and they reacted in an instant, indeed, Yu Yang's origin introduction, these old guys also learned that Yu Yang is good at ambush and assassination, so it is not strange to have such a strange body.

"Hey, I've lost two people in a row."

"I've lost face and waited for the elder monks, and I don't know which unlucky guy will be in the next one."

"The future is terrifying, before I saw his attainments in the way of the sword, he had already lost two people in a row, tsk, I and other old monks, could it be that he didn't even have the ability to force out his real hole cards?"

Buried, Yu Yang won the battle in a row, not only greatly increased the self-confidence of many disciples who were fighting outside the tower, but also made these old guys feel gloomy.

"I hope that the next one to guard the customs will not be defeated so easily." Everyone sighed with emotion in their hearts, and their eyes followed Yu Yang's figure across the next floor.

The bloody wind and evil qi that came to the face of the "boom" were almost pushed out of the ocean a few zhang away, and the evil qi that was almost condensed in the stone chamber was brought out from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, and Yu Yang's opponent at this level, how many people did he kill to condense so much evil qi?

His eyes focused on the front of Yang, who was wearing a blood-red robe, and behind him, there was a guy with a cloak, and the giant sword he was carrying behind him was a zhang long, at least, it weighed thousands of catties.

Combined with the evil aura that came from his corpse like a mountain of blood, Yu Yang's face was a little more dignified for the first time.

"It turned out to be him......" In the main hall, many monks changed color.

"Ren Tu, isn't this guy in the dungeon? How did it get released early? ”