"Boy, I have to say, your strength is amazing, but compared to me, there is still a big gap, if you are willing to admit defeat, I can let you go, otherwise under the sword of the ghost, your life is afraid that it will be difficult to save"

When He complained about this, his eyebrows were raised, and he couldn't tell whether he was disdainful or mocking.

"Needless to say, don't talk about this nonsense, if you have any skills, let's do it together, I don't want to waste time with you. He Yanqiu took out the Heaven Slaying Divine Sword, obviously he was going to move it seriously.

Seeing He Yanqiu also take out his weapon, the black-robed man's face instantly became gloomy.

Although he is very confident in his own strength, He Yanqiu's strong body still makes the black-robed man very jealous, otherwise he would not have opened his mouth to persuade him to surrender.

The black-robed man originally planned to intimidate He Yanqiu at the lowest cost and make him admit defeat, but He Yanqiu responded directly with a long sword.

Both sides have taken out their weapons, which means that the risk of fighting has increased again.

In the last round of contempt, many monks were already seriously injured, and even died directly in the trial ground, which is why the black-robed man did not use weapons in the first place.

"In that case, then don't blame me" The black-robed man said fiercely, and then his body turned into a wisp of black smoke, disappearing in front of everyone's eyes at an even more terrifying speed, leaving only a burst of black mist that gradually dissipated in place.

The speed of the man in black combined with his strange four-foot sword was enough to pose a serious threat to any opponent, and the man in black robe could appear at any angle, and then give He Yanqiu a fierce blow.

But He Yanqiu was helped by the same means twice in a row, how could he have been so passive, he had already had his own arrangements.

The aura of five colors drifted from He Yanqiu's left hand in an instant, and then dozens of runes condensed in mid-air.

A variation of the Five Elements Sword Formation

Although it can be said that this change of formation has no effect, the biggest outpouring is to limit the opponent's movements.

He Yanqiu had already arranged the Five Elements Sword Formation to a range of about ten zhang around his body, and as long as the black-robed man appeared in this range, the sword formation would almost inevitably be able to sense it.

Unless the black-robed man has gotten rid of the constraints of space, or the whole person has no aura fluctuations, he will inevitably be discovered by He Yanqiu.

He Yanqiu's reaction can be said to be quite cautious, and even a little overly cautious, but in fact, He Yanqiu did it on purpose, in order to paralyze the opponent in front of him, as well as the opponent he might encounter next when standing in the audience.

The black-robed man felt He Yanqiu's methods, and a confident smile suddenly dissipated from his face.

After hesitating for a moment, the black-robed man finally made up his mind to make a move, he didn't have enough patience to continue to delay, after all, He Yanqiu's strategy of braking quietly was very unfavorable to him.

A quick fix is the only option.

The clones of the five black-clothed people appeared around He Yanqiu at the same time, and Zhao Yu'er's face became very nervous again.

With the same appearance, the same four-foot black sword, and even the same action, the black-robed man was finally about to make a move.

Five black mist appeared at the same time, and then approached He Yanqiu.

The black mist enveloped these five figures, and the obstacles released by the five-color sword array were all dissolved by this black mist, and they did not cause any obstacles to these five figures at all.

Looking at these five rapidly approaching figures, He Yanqiu couldn't help but sigh.

Originally, He Yanqiu didn't plan to use the trick he had just learned, but now, he could only use it.

"The sword of the avenue, one into two, two into three, three into four, four into five"

The black-red Heaven Slaying Divine Sword, driven by He Yanqiu, directly turned into five identical clones, and then aimed at the figure of the five black-clothed people.

Although He Yanqiu still didn't know which one was the true body of the black-robed man, under He Yanqiu's move, the black-robed man's doppelganger technique had no meaning, because the five heaven-killing divine swords could all be said to be real.

This move is the first move that He Yanqiu comprehended from his kendo consciousness, although He Yanqiu has not yet experimented, but the effect has already been confirmed.

"Huh"

Without any hesitation at all, the Sky Slaying Divine Sword shot at the black-robed man in an instant, and the black-robed man's face changed drastically, but no matter how fast he was, it was impossible to surpass this flying sword.

"Bang"

The four figures of the man in black collapsed in an instant, and then a staggering figure suddenly retreated four or five feet, and at the same time, the four-foot sword in the hand of the man in black flew out of the hand of the man in black and inserted it into the trial ground, tearing a big crack.

The Heaven Slaying Divine Sword returned to He Yanqiu's hand, and the black-robed man's face turned pale, and his eyes looked at He Yanqiu in extreme horror.

"Vomit"

The black-robed man suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood from his mouth, and then his body gradually fell backwards, as if he was greatly injured.

With just one sword, the black-robed man had already shown the appearance of defeat, and it seemed that He Yanqiu had already won nine out of ten.

However, even He Yanqiu himself didn't expect that this black-robed man would be so forbidden to see and fight, just one move, he would go backwards and vomit blood, and he would lose the control of his body and fall backwards.

In fact, the black-robed man was not only hit strongly by the Heaven Slaying Divine Sword, but more seriously, he was attacked by the weapon in his own hand, the four-foot-long black sword.

The attributes of this black ghost sword originally belonged to yin cold, even darkness, and it was very conflicting with the attributes of the tall and bright nature of the Heaven Slaying Sword, so under the hedge just now, there was a huge shock, almost damaging the foundation, which caused the black-robed man to be counterattacked, and finally his spirit was torn.

At this time, the results of the competition had already come out, and the black-robed man no longer had the confidence and strength to continue fighting, so he could only say the three words unwillingly.

"I throw in the towel. ”

He Yanqiu won the second competition quite easily, and then there was only one last game left, and he could directly enter the final test.

When He Yanqiu left the trial platform, a unique battle began on the nearest trial platform, and one of the two sides of the battle was the fourteen-year-old kendo genius he had seen before.

Obviously, the people who paid attention to this competition far exceeded He Yanqiu's expectations, He Yanqiu was cheeky, using his strong body, and finally squeezed to the front, occupied a good position, and watched the comparison test.

This fourteen-year-old boy is much better than He Yanqiu back then, not only in terms of kendo, but also in simple cultivation, which is not comparable to He Yanqiu back then.

At least on the surface, the background that this teenager has is not so simple.

The opponent of the boy is a middle-aged bald man, although the bald man is much older than the boy, but the bald man looks at the boy with a vigilant face, looking very cautious, even jealous.

It seems that this guy also knows the identity of this teenager, or rather knows the potential of this teenager.

The bald man's strength is in the realm of breaking the void, but the boy has not yet broken the realm of the void, so for the sake of fairness, the bald man was sealed and cultivated.

There were not many monks who came here to participate in the Great Competition, and there were not many cultivators under the Void Breaking Realm, and the bald man was forcibly asked by the elders of the Lingyu Sect to participate in this competition.

Although the bald man was very reluctant, his thin arms could not reach his thighs, so he could only follow the fierce elders of the Lingyu Sect.

"This kid is also unlucky, who made Lord Zhang Jiao want to test the true potential of this young man" A Lingyu Sect elder sighed silently in his heart.

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