On the eve of the Great War.

Late at night.

The sky is full of stars and hangs in the sky.

In a mansion, Sikong Jiantian sat quietly in the main hall.

And in front of him was a figure kneeling.

"Lord Sikong, the latest news from the Heavenly Prison Academy, the Demon God Sect has sent seventy-two Earth Demons to come to the ancient city of Qingzhou."

"The above has spoken, if there is any loss this time, you are fully responsible."

The voice rang out, emotionless.

"Seventy-two earthshals? They really look up to me. ”

Sikong Jiantian was a little surprised, he didn't expect that he actually attracted seventy-two earth demons.

The Demon God Sect is a famous Demon Sect in the Great Xia Dynasty, and the reason for its fame is not because it is strong, but because the Demon God Sect is the most ferocious, and they are holding a sacrifice to revive a Demon God who was born and sacrificed with a living person, which violated the bottom line of the righteous monks.

Among the Demon God Sect, there are the sect leader and the deputy sect leader, the four Hades kings, the twelve King Kongs, the thirty-six Tiangang, the seventy-two earth demons, and below are the ten thousand commanders, the thousand commanders, and the hundred leaders.

The seventy-two Earth Demons were all Jindan monks, and the highest-ranked ones might even have reached the Yuanying Realm.

Sikong Jiantian didn't expect that he would be able to attract the seventy-two earth demons.

But that's not the point.

"I'm in charge? Then if I solve it perfectly, what reward will the Heavenly Prison give me? ”

Sikong Jiantian asked.

"As mentioned above, this is your job, things are done well, it should be done, if you don't do it well, please go back and prepare to be punished."

The other party's voice was still full of calm, without the slightest emotion.

At that moment, Sikong Jiantian couldn't help frowning.

But soon, Sikong Jiantian shook his head and said.

"Go back and tell the above, this time I deliberately showed up, I want them to show their feet, they will come to the ancient city of Qingzhou tomorrow to watch the battle, and then I will invite you into the urn."

"They're shaking people, but they don't know what I'm thinking."

"Do you really think that I came to the ancient city of Qingzhou without any preparation? I will kill all the minions of the seventy-two lands before they come, and when the time comes, hang their corpses above the city entrance, so that the people of the ten countries can see what happens when they join the Demon God Church. ”

When Sikong Jiantian said this, he stood up directly and said, "Okay, you can go back and make a difference." ”

"Yes."

The latter did not have any feelings and simply disappeared in place.

And just like that, time passed slowly.

Yin time.

The sky is slightly bright.

The ancient city of Qingzhou is still overcrowded, especially today, the duel between Ye Ping and Wang Minghao, and the decisive battle between Sikong Jiantian and Su Changyu have made the city full of storms.

The kendo conference was onlookers, and a position was fried to a thousand taels of gold, which made the ancient city of Qingzhou make a lot of money at one time.

However, a figure looked very lonely.

Li Changye dragged his tired body out of the ancient city of Qingzhou.

His eyes were extremely complicated.

Originally, he thought that this was the beginning of his invincible road, but what he didn't expect was that this was the end.

However, Li Changye didn't feel that his kendo was too weak, he felt that it was completely his own carelessness.

But defeat is defeat.

Even though there were hundreds of millions of unwillingness in his heart, Li Changye still chose to leave this sad city.

He wanted to go back and find his master, and he didn't know if he was defeated or not.

I can only go back to the Master.

It's just that just when Li Changye just walked out of the ancient city, a figure hurriedly caught up.

He is a pharmacist who heals wounds.

"Li Changye, Li Changye."

The pharmacist chased after him, looking a little hurried.

At that moment, Li Changye looked back, and he was also a little curious, not knowing what the other party was going to do.

"Li Changye, look at my memory, I forgot to tell you something, Ye Ping, do you remember?"

The pharmacist panted.

"Remember ......"

Hearing the name Ye Ping, Li Changye was suddenly a little depressed, but considering that the other party was a pharmacist and saved his life, Li Changye could only endure it.

"Ye Pingtou let me bring you a message, he said that he really didn't mean to, what did he not understand your words at first, let me ask where you live, he will come to apologize in the future."

The pharmacist said earnestly.

Li Changye: "??? ”

What do you mean?

And come and humiliate me?

Is it murderous?

Ye Ping, I'll fight with you.

After Li Changye heard these words again, his whole face turned red, which was angry.

He's so angry.

I'm leaving, are you going to humiliate me?

Burst.

In an instant, Li Changye was about to vomit blood again.

And the pharmacist hurriedly took out a bottle of blood tonic pill and said: "Li Xiaoyou, you are seriously injured, you can hold this bottle of medicine on the road, don't be reckless in the future, the sword has no eyes." ”

"Li Xiaoyou, why are you crying?"

"Don't cry, don't cry, manly man, what are you crying about, isn't it just losing a sword test? It's a big deal to come back next year, this year is indeed a strong cloud, the next time you come, you may be lucky enough to mix in the top 500. ”

"Don't cry, don't cry."

The pharmacist kept comforting Li Changye.

The latter didn't say a word and went straight to the city.

He won't go back, he will wait for the kendo tournament to end and find him to fight alone.

If he doesn't win it back, he can't swallow this breath at night.

Ahh

At that moment, Li Changye walked towards the city, looking extremely excited.

And at this moment, in the middle of the ancient city.

With a ray of slanting sun sprinkled on Ye Ping's body.

At this moment, Ye Ping couldn't help but open his eyes.

On the eve of the war, Ye Ping had been comprehending the sword intent.

Outside the ancient city of Qingzhou that day, Ye Ping was able to condense his sword intent, but in the end, he did not choose to condense his sword intent because the Four Thunder Sword Technique and the Tianhe Sword Technique were not the most suitable sword intent for him.

It is precisely because of this that during this period of time, Ye Ping has been thinking about what sword intent he needs.

What kind of sword intent should be condensed?

Sword cultivation, the triple realm.

Sword moves, sword momentum, sword intent.

Once the sword intent is condensed, then no matter how strong your sword is, it will be directly suppressed.

Therefore, Ye Ping was very eager to condense his sword intent earlier.

But after thinking about it for seven days, he still couldn't condense his sword intent, but fortunately, the Qingzhou Kendo Conference was almost over.

After the kendo conference is over, after returning to the sect, ask the senior brother for advice.

Thinking of this, Ye Ping packed up his mood and rushed to the kendo conference.

Now that he has made it all the way to the semifinals, Ye Ping is still in a good mood.

Although he won all the way to the top four, it doesn't matter if he wins by lying down, anyway, the head said that as long as he can get a good ranking, he can turn positive.

Ye Ping didn't have the luxury of taking the first, as long as he could turn positive, the second, third and fourth could be.

It was with this idea in mind that Ye Ping came to the kendo conference.

On this day, the kendo conference has formed a human wall, and the ten floors inside and outside are crowded with people, and some restaurants nearby are even more crowded, which can be described as a rare scene.

As Ye Ping appeared, deafening shouts rang out in an instant.

"Ye Ping, Ye Ping!"

"Ye Ping is here! Ahh ”

"Senior brother? Sister, you don't look at how old you are, it's a bit inappropriate to call you senior brother, right? ”

"You don't care how old I am, do you know what a young woman and a young woman are, flying through the clouds?"

"What do you mean? I really don't understand, why do you female cultivators have so many tricks? ”

"Please, don't talk about it, I can't stand it."

In the kendo conference, it can be said that the voices are full of voices, sweating like rain.

Ye Ping is also accustomed to such a scene, after all, he also has many fans in the Jin Kingdom literary circle, although it is not so exaggerated, but there are many, just like Li Yu.

That's it.

An hour later.

A voice rang out.

"Qingzhou Kendo Conference, the semifinals, Ye Ping vs. Wang Minghao."

The voice rang out.

Two figures also slowly appeared in the main ring.

Ye Ping's appearance is elegant and easy-going, showing the temperament of Confucianism.

Wang Minghao's appearance looks mediocre, but he has won eight games in a row, and his strength is naturally good.

This battle is highly anticipated.