After being besieged for a long time under the defense of taking care of one or the other, Zhuang Peng finally escaped from the encirclement of Bai Lian in Ouyang He's hands, but he was half-squatting on the ground panting, and he no longer had the spare strength to use Bagua Fist to fight back, and then he gradually felt the weakness of his limbs and fell to the ground. Ouyang He jumped up from Zhuang Peng's head with a light toe when Zhuang Peng broke free, and then spun and fell softly from the air like a Yaochi fairy surrounded by Bai Lian beside him.

"The winner has been decided, Yufeng Villa won this game!" Tang Ye's butler announced loudly.

Zhuang Peng slammed the ground with a look of remorse and reluctantly, and then was helped off the field by the disciples of the Lingxu Sect. In the exclamation of Ouyang He's martial arts from everyone on the sidelines, the "fortune teller" who had just closed his eyes on the side of the Lingxu Gate and calmly walked in front of Ouyang He with a whisk of dust outlined by gold wire lines in his hand, and then he reported to Ouyang He that he was Zhuang Heqing, the master of the Lingxu Gate.

"It turned out to be a gentleman who had told the fortune of the little woman before, I didn't expect you to be the master of the Lingxu Gate, and please forgive the owner of the village for the rudeness of the little woman before!" Ouyang He bowed as a sign of respect.

"The girl is too worried, it seems that Lao Dao didn't look away before, the girl is really not an ordinary person, and it is my luck that Lao Dao can fight with Ouyang Zhuang Master today." Zhuang Heqing said to Ouyang He with a kind smile.

The two sides immediately started a battle after saluting each other, Ouyang He took the lead in waving Bai Lian as if forming a tornado towards Zhuang Heqing, and Zhuang Heqing calmly ran the internal force and continued to wave the dust to form a wave of qi, which disrupted Bai Lian's attack and made it rush straight towards Ouyang He, fortunately, Ouyang He found it in time and turned around to dodge. After several rounds of tentative exchanges, the two sides gradually entered a state of parity, Ouyang He's several Bai Lian did not find a good opportunity to hit him under the agitation of the opponent's dust, and Zhuang Heqing did not put much pressure on Ouyang He because he mainly focused on defense.

After resisting for a while, due to Ouyang He's fierce attack, Zhuang Heqing thought that if he didn't destroy these Bai Lian first, he was afraid that he would follow in Zhuang Peng's footsteps. So he quickly condensed his internal force on each horsetail hair in his hand, and the hair on the dust instantly became much harder, and because the Bai Lian that Ouyang He brought was not the white silk made of Kunlun Tian Silk that she had used in the mountain villa before, these Bai Lian were gradually torn apart one after another under Zhuang Heqing's attack, until Ouyang He also realized that the remaining length of Bai Lian could no longer meet his needs.

When Ouyang He temporarily withdrew Bai Lian at this time and was about to regain his luck, Zhuang Heqing seized the opportunity to use internal force to urge some of the hardened hairs on the dust to send out towards Ouyang He like needle rain, and Ouyang He immediately turned his hand to resist Bai Lian, but after Zhuang Heqing finally stimulated a strong internal force and rushed towards Ouyang He with a rain of needles, the huge collision of the two sides tore Bai Lian in Ouyang He's hand into pieces and floated down the sky, and at the same time, the dust in Zhuang Heqing's hand was completely destroyed.

With Tang Ye's permission, Ouyang He and Zhuang Heqing each went down to replace them with new weapons. Zhuang Heqing borrowed an ordinary saber from his disciple that was considered superior in terms of manufacturing technology, while Ouyang He opened the sword box he had carried before and took out the peerless sword that shimmered purple and was embellished with crystals.

"Could it be that this is the treasure of Yufeng Mountain Villa, the Ning Kun Sword?" Ning Kun Jian's first appearance at this kind of grand event instantly attracted the attention of the people around him.

"Hmph, Ning Kun Sword? It's a pity to fall into the hands of a group of yellow-haired girls. Bai Lichen, the second master of the Wind Thunder Hall who was sitting on the side, sighed with disdainful eyes.

Ouyang He took the Ning Kun Sword to face Zhuang Heqing again, and Zhuang Heqing sighed sincerely in front of Ouyang He that the Ning Kun Sword was indeed as powerful as rumored, and this ordinary sword in his hand was probably difficult to match.

"The swordsman is nothing but a cold refining thing, and only by combining with others can he help him exert his power to shine in the world. Since the gentleman has chosen the sword in his hand and has the ability to take him to give it a go, why should he hesitate and act indecisively and disturb his mind? Ouyang He smiled and said to Zhuang Heqing in a soft tone.

"Hahaha, I can't imagine that Lao Dao's understanding is not as good as a little girl, Fang is Lao Dao's gaffe, please forgive me!" Zhuang Heqing laughed out loud after listening to Ouyang He's explanation.

The competition continued, and the two sides frequently collided fiercely with each other in the sword light and sword shadows, and Zhuang Heqing, who took out all his strength to deal with the battle, was actually not under Ouyang He, and Ouyang He did not control the Ning Kun Sword in his hand at this time. However, when the stalemate that had been maintained for a period of time gradually collapsed, the power of the Ning Kun Sword began to appear, and the increasingly powerful sword qi made Zhuang Heqing even more difficult to resist Ouyang He's repeated attacks. In the end, Zhuang Heqing was caught by Ouyang He due to the gradual slowing of his movements, and Ouyang He took the opportunity to hit Zhuang Heqing's defenseless chest with the hilt of the sword to break the overall situation, and then she placed the blade next to Zhuang Heqing's neck and successfully restrained her opponent to win.

A victory that was not difficult also made Ouyang He breathe a sigh of relief after the competition, so that she and Yuxin could represent Yufeng Mountain Villa into the top ten sects that were finally qualified to compete for the Dragon Soul Sword.

"The girl doesn't let her eyebrows, and the old man admires it!" Zhuang Heqing generously told Ouyang He that he was convinced, and at the same time, he also reminded Ouyang He that he had calculated for Ouyang He that she had a bad omen in this trip was not to sweep away competitors for the Lingxu Gate, and then he also advised Ouyang He again earnestly that it was best to leave the city immediately, otherwise it would be too late to regret it.

"The little woman thanked Mr. for his concern, but the little woman has made up her mind at the moment, and she hopes for Mr. Haihan." Ouyang He still firmly rejected Zhuang Heqing's advice after bowing and thanking her, after all, she was unwilling to give up easily after she had come to this point.

"Alas, it seems that everything is arranged by Providence, how can we and others who spy on the heavens disobey Heaven's will." Zhuang Heqing looked at Ouyang He's beautiful back as he walked off the field and sighed secretly.

Towards the end of the evening, the ten major sects that were finally decided had all been produced, including both the Wind Thunder Hall that easily swept the opponent all the way, and the Changge Gate that stumbled all the way to get through the danger. According to Tang Ye's arrangement, the representatives of the ten major sects will gather in the ghost castle located on the cliff by the Yangtze River ten miles north of the capital city tomorrow to compete for the Dragon Soul Sword.

As night fell, a round of crescent moon rose into the sky, and the shops on both sides of the street lit lanterns and candles to welcome the visitors who had not left after the conference was temporarily over. In the bustling main street of Xudu, at the invitation of Pei Sheng, Ouyang He took Yuxin and Pei Sheng's master and servant to linger in the lively market.

"Miss Ouyang is really an eye-opener for Pei today, I can't imagine that the girl is so beautiful and fragrant, and she has such a strong martial arts, she is really a hero among today's martial arts women!" Pei Sheng said to Ouyang He with an admiring expression.

"Childe has won the award, Childe is a talent, and his martial arts are also outstanding, not inferior to the little woman, and it is really hard for the little woman to be praised by this son." Ouyang He replied modestly and cautiously towards Pei Sheng.

"Oh, Miss, you are just too modest, in Xin'er's opinion, there are few sects that can be Miss's opponents in terms of martial arts, if I were Pei Gongzi, I would praise Miss like this, hehe!" Yuxin said with a mischievous smile beside Ouyang He.

As the four of them walked and chatted leisurely on the street, two knights, a man and a woman, who had noticed Ouyang He's white martial arts before, also walked around the noisy street behind them. After a while, the woman noticed the four people in front of them who were picking out some gadgets in front of the roadside stall, and alerted the young man beside her who was attracted by the roadside acrobatics.

"Heh, it turned out to be the woman who could use the palace master's peerless learning, and she happened to meet her here so coincidentally, what's the matter, is the senior sister planning to step forward and ask her face to face where she learned the Heavenly Dance?" The man asked half-jokingly to the woman next to him.

"Senior brother said with a smile, if she is really the master of the palace, wouldn't it be too rude for us to ask so rashly in front of the public?" The woman still maintained a serious face and said, "It's just that Senior Brother will probably have to work harder tomorrow, not only to find out the authenticity of the Dragon Soul Sword, but also to pay attention to the movements of this Ouyang Zhuang Lord." ”

"Okay, okay, you're always unceremonious when you arrange me." The man replied with a wry smile helplessly.

"Wow, miss, you see this pair of earrings is so good-looking, can you buy them for me, and when I go back to the villa, I will deduct them from my salary!" Yuxin was a little attracted to a swan-shaped silver earring sold by a roadside vendor.

"Hehe, these earrings are really good-looking, okay, I'll buy them for you, Xin'er likes it!" Ouyang He said softly to Yuxin with a somewhat doting tone, and then the boss packed the earrings in a delicate wooden box and handed them to Yuxin's hand. Looking at Yu Xin's bright and lovely smile like a child at the moment, Ouyang He gradually had a strange feeling in his heart, as if this smiling face that he was familiar with was blurring the outline in front of his eyes and gradually moving away, until he drifted into the darkness where he could no longer find it.

"Miss, miss?" Yuxin's call from the side suddenly pulled Ouyang He back to reality from his trance, "Miss, what's wrong with you?" You've been in such a daze several times today, aren't you too tired today? ”

"Ah, oh, I'm fine, maybe I'm so tired." Ouyang He held his forehead and tried his best to control himself, no longer thinking about those messy scenes that he couldn't understand.

After sending Ouyang He back to the room of the inn where she was, Yu Xin prepared to return to the inn she had rented before, before that Ouyang He kindly asked Yu Xin if she would wear these pair of earrings when she went to the ghost castle together tomorrow, and Yu Xin replied that she wanted to get the Dragon Soul Sword with Ouyang He smoothly and return to the capital after she put it on, and then change into a beautiful dress to show a man she met and liked in the capital to see. And when Ouyang He was overjoyed and wanted to ask Yuxin which son-in-law she was fanciing, Yuxin mischievously said "secret" and left happily.

Looking at Yuxin who was eating sugar gourds and jumping out of the inn in front of the window of the room on the second floor, Ouyang He had a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart, and this feeling was becoming more and more intense. She gradually recalled what Zhuang Heqing had said when she was telling her fortune before, and she herself seemed to realize that this trip to the ghost castle might not be as smooth as she imagined, she just hoped that even if she failed to obtain the Dragon Soul Sword in the end, she could return to the villa with Yuxin safe and sound.

The next day, when Ouyang He, Pei Sheng and the other four followed the people from other sects they met on the road to the location of the ghost castle mentioned by Tang Ye, what caught everyone's eyes was a magnificent stone castle embedded in the mountain wall, and there was still a flickering fire in the windows of the castle, which made everyone feel a little strange atmosphere.

When everyone was talking in front of the ghost castle, an old man with gray hair slowly pushed open the door and welcomed everyone, and then everyone entered the ghost castle one after another under the guidance of the old man.

"The old man has been waiting for too long, now that everyone has arrived, this game can finally begin, haha!" On the mountainside on the side of the ghost castle, Tang Ye watched the people of the ten major sects who walked into the castle one after another, and a cold and weird laugh continued to come out of his mouth. At this moment, in his hand, an ancient divine sword engraved with a dragon pattern was quietly flashing with azure light, and the unsettling evil aura hidden in the sword was gradually breaking through the hidden camouflage and spreading to the people in the ghost castle.