There is a formation in the bamboo garden, and it is difficult to get in, and it is even more difficult to get out.

But with the Guiyuan Pearl, the man in gray can attach himself to the aura of others, and hide his body in the shadow of that person, even if Mo Xiaoyao is here, it is difficult to detect his traces unless he pays special attention.

There are countless defeated here, most of these people have limited qualifications, and the swordsmanship performed by the disciples who are still competing with swords on the field is very subtle, they can't understand it at all, and they suffer from no one to explain, so they will naturally feel tired after watching it for a long time, and then leave.

The man in gray hid his figure in the shadow of a certain girl and left with her.

No one notices him,

Naturally, no one would find out about his plans.

Kong Qianlei stayed under the shadow of the bamboo, holding the sword, looking at the disciples on the stone platform,

If you look closely through the afterglow of the setting sun, you can see a layer of mist on his eyes, as if with tears,

I don't know if it was the tiredness of Qiu Lack that made him yawn, or whether he was stung in the eyes by a sharp sword light in the field, people who knew his life experience might think that he remembered the tragedy in Kongjia Village, and felt grief......

But no, he was observing the swordsmanship of these disciples and recording the true meaning of the true swords of the sects.

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There is a valley in the deepest part of the wilderness hundreds of thousands of miles away, and the valley is like spring all year round, and the grass and trees are luxuriant, but there are groups of snakes dancing between the brittle grass and the sea of bright flowers.

The snakes and the aura of heaven and earth all revolve around the giant tree in the center, as if this tree is the center of this heaven and earth.

It bears fruit on its treetops, and auspicious clouds on its trunks.

Snakes dance around the trees, writhing wildly,

It looks like a madman, as if it is performing some kind of ritual, and the scene is very penetrating.

As the snakes danced, the fruit on the treetops was shrouded in a stream of water that flashed from time to time with many eye-catching spots of light, which intertwined to present a complete picture.

This is exactly what Kong Qianlei saw!

The silver lines hidden in the light spots are the swordsmanship of the disciples of the sects.

Everything Kong Qianlei saw in the human world was recorded in this fruit, and all the swordsmanship was included in it, and it was comprehended by the group of snakes.

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Kong Qianlei watched those young disciples compete with swords, he didn't think about anything in his heart, he just watched blankly, but he always glanced at the stone platform over there, intentionally or unintentionally.

The competition between Feng Xiaohan and Wei Jiuling has begun,

The two of them didn't use those powerful burning and killing swords, nor did they have exquisite and unparalleled exquisite tricks, and even the vision did not have a sword, but only used a very ordinary sword style.

They were testing each other, groping for each other's way, and feeling each other's will by the subtle differences in the touch that came from the two swords as they collided.

This made everyone a little strange, Feng Xiaohan used some terrifying strong swords to suppress the opponent in the previous competition, forcing the other party to fight hard with himself, why did he choose to fight slowly with the other party this time?

The battle of the way of the sword, it depends on the millimeter,

If ordinary swordsmanship can also be watertight, then it will be easy to resist the enemy with a strong sword.

And the battle of the swordsmen will either end in an instant, or it will take a long time,

There was once a sword meeting, where two disciples fought for a day and a night, causing one of them to fall down first, and then the victory and defeat were distinguished.

Although the sword moves of the two are simple, their sword intent is pure, and they have obviously reached the extremely deep realm, so that each sword is just right and perfect.

It's all the same drip, it's all the same true and pure, and I'm afraid that it will be more than a day and a night, and it's very boring.

Changmingzong is not afraid here, Feng Xiaohan is such a physical strength, according to this kind of heatstroke, don't say that it is better than a day and a night, even if it is three days and three nights, he is not afraid.

However, the elder of the Immortal Sect raised his eyebrows slightly, this time he brought him out, not only to get a good ranking, but also to take this opportunity to make a name for him, so that the elders of the sect who would take over the sect in the future could also have some prestige.

But how can he be different from the rest of his tepid approach?

Even though he is a genius, who can see it except for people who have enough realm in the field?

The two of them tried for a long time, Feng Xiaohan suddenly changed his sword move, stabbed obliquely at the opposite door, forcing him to retreat a few steps, but did not pursue.

Wei Jiuling stood there, looking at him with questioning eyes.

Feng Xiaohan said: "It's too boring to fight like this, I already know that you are very capable, and you have also tested me for a long time, so let's be happy and take out the real skills directly." ”

As he spoke, he threw a sword flower, and the blade cut through the air and made a sharp sound, as if inviting the other party to fight.

Wei Jiuling said with a smile: "Okay, since Brother Feng is interested, then I should accompany you." ”

As his words fell, a light and lofty sword intent spread, overflowing with the wind, and everyone in the audience suddenly felt a breeze,

The last rays of the setting sun fell on his sword and then sank into the horizon, but the rays of sunlight remained, illuminating his shirt.

"This kid has actually learned the Immortal Sword Spectrum, and he has such a future at such a young age. ”

Chen Zhixiao said: "I don't know which good apprentice of the Immortal Sect has been trained. ”

Cui Weiming said with a smile: "It is said that the head of the Immortal Sect has a second apprentice, but no one has seen it, I don't know if it is this child." It's a shame. ”

Chen Zhizhi glanced at him and asked, "What is a pity? It's a pity why didn't you Changming discover this seedling first?"

Cui Weiming shook his head with a smile and said, "Definitely, it's a pity for me that such a talented young man is so unlucky and meets Xiao Han?

Chen Zhixin thought that although Feng Xiaohan was powerful, his temperament was obviously not as light as Wei Jiuling, and he was more impatient in comparison, and it was not yet known whether he would win or lose.

It's just that she didn't say these words, lest Cui Weiming make a noise again.

Feng Xiaohan felt the tranquility in the depths of the other party's sword intent, and thought to himself, is this the most authentic immortal sword intent?

But it's not perfect, it's not infallible.

Since the other party's heart is light and quiet, then dilute this calm.

Sword,

A terrifying aura suddenly appeared, brutally disrupting the breeze in the field, and the cold and sharp sword intent swept through everyone's hearts, making those disciples who were not in a high realm feel a chill, and some disciples who were not in a high state of mind sat directly on the ground.

It has been useless for a long time, but instead of being rusty, with the precipitation of this time, it has become more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the effect is more obvious.

Wei Jiuling was indeed affected, and even the wisp of sunset on the sword swayed.

Feng Xiaohan took a step forward, and the body of the barren sword exuded a faint brilliance, like the brilliance of the setting sun,

One is the sunset, the other is the afterglow,

The sword light of the two is very similar, and the mood is quite similar.

But the essence under the sword light is completely different.

Everyone under the Changming Sect Pavilion raised their eyebrows slightly, and even Cui Weiming's face had a flash of stunnedness,

The hearts of the people rang out like everyone else, and a question sounded at the same time,

- What kind of swordsmanship is this?