Boom-"

Although it was only a battle of outer disciples, the first guards and attackers were extremely strong.

As soon as the two sides fought, it was white-hot, Taoism, swordsmanship, charms, and the roar broke out in the eighteen rings.

"Go to Xuanfeng?" The one who flew up to the ring of Shangxuanfeng was Hu Yu, a disciple of Piaoyun Peak, who was already a Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivator, and he was stable when he entered the inner gate.

Originally, he would not be the first to challenge Shangxuanfeng, it should be said that no one wants to be the first to challenge Shangxuanfeng.

However, someone gave him 3,000 spirit crystals, which made him change his mind.

Three thousand spirit crystals is not a decimal number for him. If it's not just a battle, then come on!

The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and Hu Yuren was in the air, and the sword light converged into a long blade of light. can turn the sword light into a zhangchang, this sword path cultivation is already quite weak. In the entire outer gate of Taixuan Sect, there are not many people who can make this move.

See how many swords you can catch! Hu Yu's heart was slightly lined up, and he raised his eyes to look at the cold figure in the ring. This female disciple's appearance is not bad, but it is colder.

The sword light was handed out, and Hu Yu pressed the sword blade down by three inches. Wouldn't it be a pity if you scratched your face?

Silently, Hu Yu only felt a flower in front of him, and his body fell lightly outside the ring.

Looking up, a big "one" appeared on the pillar of light of Shangxuanfeng.

From the announcement of the beginning of the ring battle, it was only three or five breaths at this time, and Shangxuanfeng had already won the first battle?

The disciples in the audience were in an uproar, and those peak masters and true legends on the high platform stood up one after another.

The disciples couldn't see it clearly, but they could see it clearly. It seemed that the female disciple deliberately let them see it, drew her sword, raised her hand, stabbed out, and in one go, the sword blade cut off Hu Yu's sword light, and then pushed it out.

This sword stabbing technique, without thousands of immersions, don't even think about it.

"Only this sword, the true legend can be expected!" On the high platform, a peak master who was also practicing swords looked eagerly at the ring below.

"Senior Brother Zhang Chong, such a talent, you Xiao Qianling are also willing to lend it?" A peak master looked at Zhang Chong, the peak master of Xiao Qianling on the side.

Zhang Chong looked dazed, is this still a disciple of his own door? With the sword just now, even the inner door can't be used, right?

"This swordsmanship ......" Zhang Chong wanted to say that this swordsmanship had nothing to do with Xiao Qianling, but he didn't believe it himself. Su Ke and the others have only been on Xuanfeng for a month, how can this kind of swordsmanship that has been tempered for thousands of years be practiced in a month.

"Senior Brother Zhang, how about this disciple let me Chonghua Peak?" The peak master who practiced the sword before turned his head to look at Zhang Chong, "Ten inner disciples. ”

Ten inner disciples for one outer disciple? Don't look at Lin Yingqiu's extremely sharp sword just now, it was against the outer disciple, if it was an inner disciple, it would not be so easy at all.

Using ten inner disciples who have already cultivated to exchange for an outer disciple who should have potential, it can be seen that this peak master of Chonghua Peak really values Lin Yingqiu.

"Hehe......" Zhang Zhong smiled lightly and did not answer. Su Ke and the seven of them are now under the name of Shang Xuanfeng, and it makes no sense to talk about this matter at this time.

As if thinking of something, the peak master of Chonghua Peak looked at Qin Shuang. It's a pity that he is destined to be disappointed, Qin Shuang's face is not shocked for ten thousand years.

Lin Yingqiu took down the disciple who challenged Shangxuanfeng with a sword, and originally expected to usher in a second challenge disciple soon. Who knows, left and right, there have been several battles in other rings, but there is no one in her ring.

How is this good?

Looking back at the big "one" on the pillar of light, Lin Yingqiu couldn't cry or laugh.

The disciples are not fools, the people who guard the Xuanfeng are super strong, who wants to go to the egg to touch the stone?

You must know that the disciples only have three chances to challenge, and if they lose three times, they can only fight again next time. No one wants to bury this opportunity in the ring that they are not sure of.

Seeing that the other rings had already reached double-digit records, Lin Yingqiu stomped his feet and threw the long sword in his hand.

What does that mean?

The upper Xuanfeng ring has always been the focus of everyone's attention. Now seeing Lin Yingqiu throw away the long sword, everyone was stunned, and then countless outer disciples only felt that their faces were red.

This is a slap in the face!

You're afraid of my swordsmanship, right, I don't use a sword, you won't dare to come, right?

There were several soft hums on the high platform overhead, and the familiar ones naturally knew who the peak master was.

Those peaks of hundreds or thousands of disciples, no one even went to the ring to challenge, this is a shame.

Hearing a cold snort overhead, the disciples under several big peaks glanced at each other, and someone flew up.

"Taixuanfeng Chen Zhitong came to challenge!" Before the voice fell, the person had already entered the ring.

Finally someone is coming!

Lin Yingqiu was overjoyed, moved his hands and feet, and went up with a punch.

So enthusiastic? That Chen Zhitong is also the peak cultivation of qi refining, and he is very good at fist and foot kung fu, he punched Lin Yingqiu head-on, chuckled, and smashed his right hand straight over.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, see if you can hide. Chen Zhitong's eyes were staring at Lin Yingqiu's fist, and his arm came first, and he was about to smash on Lin Yingqiu's cheek.

Just wait for you to return to defense, as long as you show your cowardice, you will lose! Chen Zhitong secretly gathered spiritual power with his left hand, and only waited for Lin Yingqiu to retreat, and his fists were connected, and the attack would continue like a storm.

The first move was so dangerous, and the battle in the ring of Shangxuanfeng instantly attracted everyone's attention.

On the high platform, the high-level leaders of the Eighteen Peaks all turned their attention to the upper Xuanfeng ring, wanting to see how the next battle would develop.

Fist forward, Chen Zhitong's eyes shrank, this little girl didn't flinch at all, did she want to exchange injuries for injuries?

At this point, he knew that he had made a mistake, but it was too late.

"Bang!"

Chen Zhitong's fist smashed into Lin Yingqiu's cheek.

"Bang!"

Lin Yingqiu's fist hit the bridge of Chen Zhitong's nose.

Lin Yingqiu, who was smashed on the cheek by a fist, didn't blink his eyes, but after Chen Zhitong was smashed on the bridge of his nose with a punch, blood flowed for a long time, and his eyes were foggy.

"Whew-"

Lin Yingqiu did not hesitate, and came up with a punch.

How could this be? Chen Zhitong was completely stunned. Hurriedly raised his hand to block, it was already slow.

One step is slow, one step is slow, Lin Yingqiu smashed down with one punch, and the fists behind him followed unceremoniously, with two fists in a row, and the attack was like a torrential rain.

Chen Zhitong hurriedly retreated, covering his head and face with his arms, and couldn't open his eyes when he was smashed.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

......

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to hit the hearts of onlookers.

This is really strong......

"Smack!"

After stepping back more than ten zhang, Chen Zhitong couldn't prevent Lin Yingqiu's fist anymore, and was smashed in the chest with a punch, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew out.

On the pillar of light on the upper Xuanfeng, a big "two" appeared.

There was silence on the high platform, and there was a sound of inhalation under the high platform.