The sword test and the Confucian test started today, and among the dense crowds that could not be seen at a glance, they were all monks who came to participate in the two major tests, and they were also the people in this Chiyang City, who were called poor people by Qin Ling.

Ye Yuan followed, and he also came to participate in the sword test, because he had a new mission, to infiltrate the Sanqing Cave Mansion and find out the truth about their trip this time.

But Ye Yuan's Confucian and Taoist literature was too weak, so Xiao Zhantian found another person to take the Confucian exam instead of him, and that person was Xiao Zhantian's maid sister in the mansion, Liu Ya.

Ye Yuan waited for a long time, there were too many people who came to participate in the sword test, not to mention that there were hundreds of loose cultivators who came to participate in the sword test, maybe they all felt that the Confucian test was useless, or be realistic, it was easier to preach with martial arts.

Ye Yuan looked at the Confucian test team and found that there were only a few people participating, and there were not many people at all, and Ye Yuan could not see the edge at a glance.

Ye Yuan calmed down and observed the fluctuations of the spiritual power of the scattered cultivation around him, the weakest also had the strength of the three grades of Tianguan, most of them were around the Tianguan realm, and the strongest one actually had the existence of four grades!

Maybe this sword test will be a little difficult, his attainment in kendo is only a little bit, dealing with so many loose cultivators from the mortal world, there is no guarantee that there will be a dark horse to break out.

The final quota of this sword test and Confucian test is only fifteen The standard of accepting disciples from the two major Qing sects this time is to say, this sword test and Confucian test will accept a maximum of thirty disciples, so as to spread the kendo customs and Confucian culture of Chiyang City.

The battle began, Ye Yuan saw many famous cultivators on the stage to compete, the competition method was very simple, it was enough to use the sword in his hand to defeat it, but in addition to this, Qin Ling also deliberately added a point, without using a sword, those who won with strong spiritual power could also be selected for the sword test.

This brought Ye Yuan a lot of confidence, although he only had the third grade of Tianguan, but recently he had polished his dantian to the peak state, and he was only one step away from the fourth grade.

He is full of confidence in dealing with those below the third grade, but he still needs to be cautious when dealing with the monks on the third grade, although his Yang Thunder Determination has been refined to the point of perfection, coupled with the Sumeru Sword Technique and the Uncreated Ancestral Dragon Sutra, he attaches great importance to the selection of this sword test.

Not only for Xiao Zhantian's entrustment, but he also wanted to enter Sanqing Cave, a place where Yan Guo claimed to be a great sect of swordsmanship, and maybe he could make a fortune with a superb martial art that he had never seen before. I feel that it is at least much more reliable than what Xiao Zhantian gave, only a Qinglong martial arts and ancestral dragon scripture and other Xuanwu martial arts, although after the completion of Sumeru's swordsmanship, he can split mountains and destroy cities, but he needs to go through continuous polishing and condensation, so learn a little more, the skills are not pressing, and walking in Kyushu in the future can also be safer and give himself a little protection.

A disciple of Sanqing Cave who presided over this sword test, dressed in a green robe, his aura was strong and powerful, and when he looked at it, he turned out to be a top monk of the seventh grade of Tianguan!

"Everyone, be quiet! The sword test arranged by Sanqingdong for everyone is very affectionate, and we are also very considerate of everyone's personal problems, so we have set up a five-to-five martial arts competition, the rules are very simple, five people play together, and five monks are on the field, the two sides are scuffling, and the battle is the winner in the end. The man in the green robe said.

As soon as these words came out, it caused a lot of commotion and discussion, but after all, it was still a compromise, and after the traction of the man in the green robe, ten Chiyang City scattered cultivators came to the stage to compete.

They were all in the early stage of the Tianguan, Ye Yuan could see at a glance that their cultivation was detailed, and the next battle was very tragic, ten people were in a scuffle, there was no camp, there was no private discussion, and the war would start when they came to power.

The battle is fierce, no one will not move with all their strength, they are all fighting for their lives, and only the winner can enter the Sanqing Cave.

The winner is the king, the loser is the villain, this world is so cruel, there is no resources to support your growth, so let you practice for a hundred years, a thousand years, or stagnate, others soar into the sky, but you can't do anything, this is the cruel law of the world.

The ten monks didn't say much, they fought in full swing, their swordsmanship was not bad, and it seemed that they had also refined in private, but when they stood on the competition platform, in an instant of life and death, some people fell unwillingly, and their eyes were full of unwillingness and despair.

In the end, all that remained was a monk covered in blood and scars, exhausted, and fell to the ground and fainted.

"Pull the wounded down, and then the next competition!" shouted the blue-robed man.

Someone came to the stage and dragged down the casual cultivator who stood until the last moment, he was no longer able to participate in the war, and after stepping down and carefully recuperating, he finally participated in the final competition.

Another wave of fierce duels, ten people on the field, in the end, only one remained, the result can be imagined, tragic and bloody, because many people died on the field, blood splashed in the air, staining this competition platform red.

This sword test is very heavy, because the person who comes to power must come to power with a belief, a belief that he will die, even if he dies, no one cares, Qin Ling and other high-ranking elders who are sitting on a high position, they are the leaders who dominate all this, and they are also the people with the highest status.

The world is so cruel, what does it have to do with others when they die? Some people can do anything in order to protect themselves and survive!

Ye Yuan saw the huge team, the noisy crowd was silent at this time, maybe they were all stunned by these bloody scenes, they had seen a lot of fierce battles between monks, but they had never seen it, the most fierce life-and-death struggle appeared in front of their eyes!

After three hours, the originally crowded team of 100 people, at this time, there were only more than 30 people left, and it was finally Ye Yuan's turn to play.

In addition to Ye Yuan, there are also nine Tianguan Realm masters, although they have not reached the fourth-rank level, they are all sword masters, their sword qi is fierce, and they are powerless and angry.

"In these years of desertion, there are many genius swordsmen in Chiyang City, but they have all been delayed by the environment of this poor and remote place, tsk, what a pity. After seeing so many scattered cultivation battles, Elder Qin Ling didn't even have a match, so he shook his head again and again and sighed.

"I really don't know how the cave master can agree to His Majesty Emperor Yan's request and come to this kind of ghost place to teach us the sword path of Sanqing Cave!" Qin Ling looked up at everyone in the audience with disdain, including Ye Yuan, at present, it seems that Ye Yuan and everyone are like a clown who jumps off the beam, and they can't get into his eyes at all.

Ye Yuan heard Qin Ling's words, he slowly raised his head, it happened that Qin Ling also saw this, the two looked at each other, Qin Ling found the clue, but Ye Yuan slowly walked to the stage, all ten people arrived, the spiritual power in the field surged, and a fierce battle was about to start.

Qin Ling frowned slightly, he saw that Ye Yuan was Xiao Zhantian's personal guard that he saw in the academy yesterday, why did he come to participate in the sword test in Sanqing Cave? Qin Ling couldn't understand what they were thinking, but seeing Ye Yuan's appearance with a broken arm, Qin Ling sneered in his heart: "It's really getting more and more interesting to be a poor person with a broken arm!"The man in the green robe came to the stage to suppress the rivalry of everyone, and shouted: "At present, this is the last competition, if the winner of this ten-person competition is the winner, you can pass!"

Now there are only fourteen people standing in the field who are the only ones who win, Ye Yuan is the last one, and it is the most difficult one, Ye Yuan can see the strength of these nine people, the strongest is the peak of the three grades, and he is not up and down, if you want to win, you must be forced to be strong, and they will be caught off guard!

The blue-robed man shouted, "Let's go!"

Whew!The nine figures shattered the floor, quickly entangled together, the sword power was mighty, and several sharp sword qi swept through, exuding heart-palpitating spiritual power fluctuations.

Ye Yuan stood in place, unmoved, he was waiting for the opportunity, and he was also adjusting his strongest state, if someone stepped forward to fight, he had to solve it as quickly as possible, otherwise the battle situation of the nine people was unpredictable, and he was not sure if these people would join forces to attack.

Seeing Ye Yuan standing on the edge of the field, the Sanqing Cave Protector laughed mercilessly: "Look, there is a junior who is too scared to dare to dare there?"

"Hehe, I'm afraid I'm scared to see this kind of scene, I don't dare to move, just stand there and wait for death, right?" someone deliberately mocked.

Qin Ling didn't say anything, his eyes were fixed on Ye Yuan in the field, the latter was the guard of the Xiao Mansion, if he came to participate in the sword test and simply wanted to learn the arts, there was still reason, but why did it be Xiao Zhantian's personal guard who came, when he saw Ye Yuan yesterday, he also had a conflict with the third young master of the Xiao family, it was because of Ye Yuan!

So in Qin Ling's heart, Ye Yuan was blacklisted, he was obedient by nature and held grudges, when Ye Yuan looked at him just now, it turned out to be a look of contempt? What did he mean? He didn't even put him in his eyes?!

Qin Ling said contemptuously: "How can this be reasonable, he was looked down upon by a poor people, he will be him when he has the opportunity, don't look at me here!"

A black shadow swept behind Qin Ling, disappearing silently behind Qin Ling.

The field fell into a fierce fight, and under the staggering of several figures, a swift shadow rushed towards Ye Yuan and launched an offensive.

Ye Yuan opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, he saw that the man was attacking with a sword, the swordsmanship was ethereal and elusive, and he used some high-level martial arts, Ye Yuan's legs straddled slightly, he kicked out quickly, the speed was so fast, it was difficult to catch it with the naked eye, when the man attacked with a sword, he felt a strong wind in front of him, and before he could react, he was kicked to pieces in the face, with dozens of teeth in his mouth that were kicked and broken, and he vomited blood and was kicked out of the competition platform, I don't know where he fell, life and death are uncertain.

Ye Yuan used the Phantom Trace Step, he took advantage of the fact that he was fighting in front of those scattered cultivators who had not eased down, one kick after another, the wind of his feet was violent, and he made a roaring sound, this was Ye Yuan's strongest foot strength in Luoluo Mountain's cultivation, this was also the strength of his thunder power in it, it was the strong wind full of thunder, and with one kick, he could easily break through the full defense of any third-grade monk below.

Boom!

Another figure was kicked away, Ye Yuan's speed was like the awakening of the god of war, and a gust of wind swept by, he launched the strongest attack, this time it was not a kick, but a sword qi!

The sword qi swept across a thousand times, Ye Yuan urged the Sumeru sword technique to the extreme, and the three scattered cultivators came to their senses and also used the sword technique to resist, but Ye Yuan's speed was too fast, although they had already used the sword technique, they were also sealed by Ye Yuan's sword, and they were not blind.

There were still four scattered cultivators who stayed in place, stunned to see the original scene in the field, and now there were only five left.

And it turned out to be a one-armed young man who defeated those people, Ye Yuan's battle had only passed half a tea time now, and the five Sanpin Scattered Cultivators had already been solved by Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan was angry, he just used the fastest speed, otherwise he would not be able to defeat the five third-grade masters in a short period of time, and the next battle would be easier, because his burning bloodline had just started, and only when the battle intent was at its peak, the violent bloodline in Ye Yuan's body could be burned, so that his strength had skyrocketed to a terrifying realm in a short period of time.

"Let's go together!" Ye Yuan said in a somewhat heavy tone, he was trying his best to suppress the violent battle intent in his body, he wanted to kill these scattered cultivators in the strongest way and win this competition.

"Arrogance!"

The remaining four casual cultivators were not vegetarians, they all sacrificed their killing swords, and burst out terrifying spiritual power fluctuations towards Ye Yuan, their swordsmanship was several times higher than that of ordinary third-grade cultivators, and the sword wind was mighty, blowing dust and smoke all around, enveloping the entire martial arts platform.

Ye Yuan saw the four of them attacking together, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his blood was awakening a violent battle intent, and the spirit sword in his hand weighed as much as a thousand catties, at this moment he realized the Sumeru sword technique, wide open and closed, he attacked at this moment, swept the whole field, and leveled the sword momentum of the four people, at that moment, the four people felt the breath of death, but under the shroud of dust and smoke, they were disoriented, and they couldn't even shout surrender.

Suddenly, a sword light split out, the real extreme sword light, the attainment of the sword path Ye Yuan cultivated to this point, the sword qi materialized, condensed into a sword light, and swept away all enemies.

Rumble!The four embarrassed figures were shocked out of the competition platform like a dead dog, their bodies were full of sword marks, their breath was dying, and there was a line between life and death.

The dust and smoke on the competition platform cleared, Ye Yuan's figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes, Qin Ling's face was very ugly, and there were a few protectors who insulted Ye Yuan who couldn't open their mouths at this time, their faces were a little ugly, and they were slapped in the face.

Ye Yuan's face was calm, standing alone on the competition platform, although he was one-armed, but his momentum at this time could swallow mountains and rivers, but Zhen Xingchen, he turned around and looked indifferently at Qin Ling with an ugly face.

He wants to prove that he is invincible in today's sword test!