It was almost sunset, and the disciples of the Tianji Sect and the Xuande Sect were ready to meditate and cultivate, and the Buddhist cultivators of Huale Temple had finally arrived. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The leader of the Buddhist cultivation team is the master of Wuming and Wuning, who are in the middle stage of refining their hearts, and they take a hundred small novices and settle in the guest residence next to the disciples of the Tianji Sect.

Before dawn on the second day, Chu Miao was awakened from his cultivation by the sound of muttering sutras.

Listening to this scripture that should be calm and calm, Chu Miao's mood was up and down, and in the end, he was only disappointed.

Thinking that if Wuqing was still there, maybe he would already be a master in the heart refining period, but now, ......

"The disciples of the Heavenly Machine Sect gathered at the foot of Kefeng." Liu Quan's cold voice pulled Chu Miao out of his sorrow, waved away his worries, and got up and went down the guest peak.

The disciples of the three sects walked towards Xuanyang Peak, where the sword meeting was held, and even Yuanying Zhenren did not fly there.

Walking to the foot of Xuanyang Peak, a melodious and solemn bell echoed in the peaks.

The capped platform was as if it had been flattened by a sword, and the ground was not paved with any spiritual jade slabs, but the rock of the mountain wall itself, flat and flat without gaps.

After everyone went up the last step of the stairs, they saw a simple giant sword standing in front of them, and the sword qi did not show the slightest, but it shocked everyone so much that it was difficult to look at them directly.

The leader of the team was a monk from the Broken Yue Sect, and when he saw that everyone was attracted by the giant sword, he couldn't help but be proud in his heart.

"Seniors, fellow Daoists, nephews, this is the Xuanyang Sword left by the ancestor of my sect, so the peak was flattened by the ancestor's sword, and it was named after the sword."

Lu Baiming and Liu Quan nodded slightly, Wu Ming and Wu Ning clasped their hands together without shock, only Jiang Chan said with a smile:

"It's better to be famous than to see it! After seeing this peak, I don't dare to say that I am a person who learns swords! ”

The leading disciple hurriedly politely for a while, and then led everyone around the giant sword and came to the viewing platform opposite.

The head of Wuling and the real person of the Broken Yue Sect sat on the main seat at the highest point of the viewing platform, and when they saw everyone arriving, they all got up to greet each other.

The viewing platform is also very simple, there is no pattern style, only built into a wide stone staircase shape, layer by layer, the platform is surrounded by half a circle.

The lower floors are for the disciples of the four sects to sit, and the real people sit on either side of the main seat.

After everyone sat down one after another, they saw the sword dancing platform slowly rising in front of the giant sword, which was far away from the viewing platform.

A long bell rang, and thousands of foundation building disciples in green clothes and high buns stood on top of the flying sword in their hands, and flew from a distance in three directions.

When all the disciples stood on the sword dance platform, they were lined up in a square formation, and thousands of flying swords flew back to their backs with brushes, and the swords were neatly collected on the ground, which was extremely imposing.

The head of Wu Ling stood upright, sacrificed his natal spirit sword, and rose into the air, the tip of the sword pointed upwards to create a mysterious trajectory.

The overwhelming sword intent enveloped the entire Xuanyang Peak, but it had no intention of hurting people, but instead made the sword cultivation disciples tremble and be excited.

On the sword dance platform, thousands of long swords hummed, and bursts of sword light emanated from the sky, echoing the long sword in front.

The Xuanyang Giant Sword suddenly emitted a burst of dazzling red light, and if the sword intent was substantial, it enveloped the entire Broken Yue Sect, and even the Yuanying Zhenren was driven by this sword intent, and even wanted to sacrifice a weapon in response.

Fortunately, this feeling was only for a moment, and the Xuanyang Giant Sword regained its calm, and the low-level disciples couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the pride in their hearts couldn't be calmed down for a long time.

The head of Wu Ling withdrew the spirit sword in the air, held it tightly with his right hand, looked solemnly at the sword dance platform, raised his sword and pointed to the sky, and shouted: "Get up!" ”

Thousands of disciples responded in unison, stretched out their hands to recall the long sword in the air and carried it behind them with their backhand, and the movement method rotated according to the formation, leaving only phantoms on the stage.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

Suddenly, two giant war drums appeared in the air, floating steadily on both sides of the platform, the drums facing up, and on them stood two monks of the Perfection of the Covenant, dancing swords and stepping out to the sound of rumbling drums to help.

On the sword dance platform, nine hundred disciples stood in the direction of the nine palaces, and ninety disciples flew up and stepped on their swords and shot straight into the air.

The remaining nine foundation building consummation disciples stood at the eye of the array, raising their swords and shouting, "Get up!" Then he leapt into the air on tiptoe and swung a sword upward.

I saw the sword light rising into the sky, merging into one in the air, not at all like the power that can be emitted during the foundation building period, a sword out, as if it was going to split the distant peaks!

Chu Miao's eyes followed the disciples on the stage closely, and even Shen Xingzhou forgot to pay attention, and threw himself on this formation composed of people, eager to come up and observe.

Wei Huai stared at the disciple of Jiedan in the air on the right, the mysterious swordsmanship made him fascinated, although it was far higher than his realm, but it made his comprehension of the sword go to another level.

"Knock... Knock knock..."

The swordsmanship of the disciples on both sides changed sharply, and the rhythm of the drums under their feet also changed.

Thousands of disciples gathered their swords together, re-established themselves on the stage, and instantly replaced the Nine Palace Sword Formation with the Bagua Sword Formation.

The eight hundred disciples continued to swing their long swords as the base of the formation, transmitting the spiritual power and sword qi to the one hundred and ninety-two disciples above, and finally injected all of them into the eight directions.

The eight foundation building consummation disciples stabbed the long sword in their hands straight into the sky, and the sword qi was more than ten times stronger than just now, as if they were about to break through the space!

The sword qi swept through the entire Xuanyang Peak, and no one in the entire viewing platform spoke, all of them were shocked by this vast scene, and a sense of pride seemed to be about to break through their chests.

The drum beat changed again, three short and one long, and the seven-star sword array rose with the sound.

Seven long swords flew straight at the center of the platform, stabbing into the same direction, the sword qi exploded, and the platform shook, actually shaking the mountain with heavy formations!

The subsequent Liuhe Sword Formation and the Five Elements Sword Formation were even more powerful, rushing into the sky with a breath of destruction and destroying the world, splitting the clouds and mist above Xuanyang Peak.

Liu Quan was a little difficult to calm down, he had been cultivating for more than a thousand years, and he naturally participated in more than this sword meeting.

He saw that the sword formation dance of the hundred people had become the sword formation dance of the thousand people from generation to generation, and the formation had become more advanced and exquisite again and again, and he was suddenly a little depressed.

A new generation of monks has grown, but he has fallen into decay.

Everyone was immersed in this drum and sword dance, and they had their own thoughts and understandings in their hearts, and there were even a few disciples with extremely high understanding, whose mood improved on the spot, causing several aura fluctuations.

It wasn't until the thousand disciples rearranged into a phalanx, the head of the Wuling Sect stood up to sacrifice the sword, the thousand and one long swords roared, and the Xuanyang giant sword also responded again, that everyone on the viewing platform woke up from this momentum.

Cheers and applause came and went, and they couldn't stop for a long time, and the thousands of disciples of the sword dance platform bent down with their fists folded, first saluted everyone in front of them, and then turned back to bow deeply to the Xuanyang Sword.

After worshipping the giant sword, the sword dancing disciples jumped on the flying sword, divided into two sides and went around to the front of the viewing platform, and landed in a neat manner, attracting the envious and admiring eyes of the disciples of the four sects.

After the sword dance of thousands of people, the head of Wu Ling waved his hand, and the sword dance platform slowly descended, and five large rings rose in the center, which was set up for the sword competition of the Broken Yue Sect.

"Broken Yue is based on the south wind for 32,000 years, opening the sect with a sword, strengthening the sect with a sword, and discussing the sword will be a centennial event of my sect.

The disciples of the Broken Yue Sect turned to face the master, clasped their fists and claimed that the top fifty disciples of each realm were divided into five teams to compete in the ring according to their cultivation, and they saw that the disciples who were watching the battle shouted and praised non-stop.

The disciples of the other three sects are all eager to try, and they just want to wait for the Broken Yue Sect to compete in the early battle, so that they can compete tomorrow. (To be continued.) )