The ancient city of Qingzhou.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on Ye Ping.

The sudden sword of enlightenment shocked the audience.

directly overshadowed Su Changyu and the black-clothed boy.

In particular, the young man in black has now left, and everyone is even more focused on Ye Ping.

100,000 swords and weapons are above the sky, contending with each other, this kind of landscape cannot be seen at all on weekdays.

Ye Ping is in Wujian.

His own sword moves had reached a bottleneck, and now with the help of this opportunity, he wanted to directly condense his sword intent.

The sword weapon was like a river of heaven, constantly intertwining above his head.

The Endless Sword Diagram is also frantically deducing.

Previously, Ye Ping had comprehended three thousand sword moves, but now the number of sword moves was growing wildly.

Five thousand!

Ten thousand!

Thirty thousand!

For half an hour, the Endless Sword Diagram fully pushed and performed 30,000 sword moves.

Boom!

One hundred thousand sword weapons danced wildly on the sky, and the sword momentum of the Tianhe River diffused out, and the terrifying sword momentum was like a vast ocean, and the sword cultivators who were pressed were out of breath.

And this terrifying sword momentum and scene naturally attracted the strong men of the ancient city of Qingzhou.

A figure appeared, wielding a purple flying sword, and came directly to Qingzhou City.

This is a middle-aged man, wearing a purple robe, looking extremely noble, and there is a majesty condensed between his eyebrows.

"I've seen the city lord!"

"I've waited to see the city lord!"

One voice after another sounded, and someone recognized this person and hurriedly shouted respectfully.

This is the city lord of Qingzhou, a Jindan monk, and a famous master in Qingzhou, second only to the Four Seasons Daoist in swordsmanship.

The appearance of the city lord of Qingzhou is even more shocking.

You must know that the black-clothed young man set up a sword platform here before, but he didn't attract the appearance of the Qingzhou City Lord, but now Ye Ping Wujian actually attracted the Qingzhou City Lord, how can this not be shocking?

The city lord of Qingzhou looked at Ye Ping in the distance, not caring about everyone's compliments

It's just that at this moment, an old man opened his mouth and looked at the main road of Qingzhou City.

"City Lord, dare to ask if this person is really condensing sword intent?"

The person who asked him was an old man, an official of the ancient city of Qingzhou, and he knew the city lord, so he dared to ask.

The voice sounded, not only him, but many sword cultivators around were curious, they were just guessing, and they were not sure.

Hearing the inquiry, the Qingzhou City Lord glanced at Ye Ping, then nodded and said, "Yes." ”

As soon as he said this, everyone was completely shocked.

Different people, saying different things, have completely different effects.

With the personal admission of the city lord of Qingzhou, there was an uproar for a while.

It's just that soon, the eyes of the Qingzhou City Lord did not look at Ye Ping, but fell on Su Changyu.

That's right, it fell on Su Changyu.

Not far away.

Su Changyu, who lived for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, was already blank at this moment.

For a person who has just experienced life and death, no matter what happens, it is impossible to attract his attention.

Feeling the gaze of the Qingzhou City Lord, Su Changyu subconsciously raised his head.

The two looked at each other.

Su Changyu looked very calm, because he hadn't come back to his senses yet.

And the Qingzhou City Lord's eyes couldn't help but show a slight look of doubt.

What happened here naturally could not escape his eyes.

He knew that Ye Ping was Su Changyu's junior brother, but at a glance, the Qingzhou City Lord saw through Su Changyu's realm.

Five layers of Qi training.

That's a little weird.

How could a fifth-level Qi cultivator have such a temperament, the Qingzhou City Lord could see at a glance that Su Changyu's temperament, as well as the calmness in his eyes, were not pretended at all.

This is definitely not the temperament that a Qi cultivator can have.

But the city lord of Qingzhou was not sure that Su Changyu must be a peerless master.

That's just at this time.

Above the heavenly dome, 100,000 sword weapons suddenly became chaotic, and the sword momentum dissipated little by little.

"What's going on?"

"What's going on?"

"The sword seems to have weakened."

Voices rang out, and everyone was full of curiosity.

"I see, he failed to condense his sword intent."

"Failed to condense sword intent?"

"Yes, the sword momentum has dispersed, and the condensation of sword intent has failed."

"Sure enough, it's not easy to condense sword intent, I thought I could see the birth of a supreme sword path genius, it seems that there are only a few geniuses in this world after all, just like me."

"It's good that he didn't condense his sword intent, otherwise, the status of this Qingzhou's No. 1 kendo genius would not be guaranteed."

"Fellow Daoist, can you stop blowing? Are you still the first in Qingzhou kendo like this? You're so much better than me, how can He De claim to be the first? ”

"You're stupid, I'm the first, aren't you the second?"

"Shhh It makes sense, that's okay, you will be the first in Qingzhou and the second in me in the future. ”

"In that case, why can't I do the third line?"

"I want a fourth."

"Fifth!"

The crowd was discussing, and what was originally a good topic was suddenly led astray.

However, most of the monks belong to the mentality of watching the excitement, and they know that they are completely incomparable to Ye Ping, so they have a good mentality.

But there are some monks who are different, they are indeed geniuses, and they are very concerned about whether Ye Ping can succeed.

For them, Ye Ping's success in condensing sword intent was a fatal blow.

After all, the difference between the sword momentum and the sword intent is too big, and the condensation of the sword momentum, even if the sword momentum is strong, can catch up, but if the condensation of the sword intent is successful, it is really impossible to catch up.

After seeing Ye Ping's failure to condense his sword intent, some young monks couldn't help but laugh.

I couldn't help but speak.

"In this world, geniuses are a minority after all, and it is simply impossible to condense sword intent in their early twenties."

"Yes, although this person may have some background, but he is indeed a little conceited, in his twenties, he wants to condense his sword intent, and he is very conceited."

"Should he be confident, or conceited?"

These voices sounded, but they didn't mock Ye Ping, but in their tone, they seemed a little yin and yang.

For a moment, it attracted the attention of another group of people.

"Yo, I said there was a sour smell somewhere, but I didn't expect it to be here."

"Laughing to death, although this little senior brother has not condensed the sword intent, but at least he is about to succeed, look at you again, do you still have the face to say others? I don't look at my own virtues. ”

"That's it, that's it, sisters, we have to keep our eyes open and see clearly, some people, if they can't do it, they still have to laugh at others."

"Sisters, I have already recorded the names of these people in the Treasure Book of Scum Xiu, and I will share them with you when I go back, so that we don't marry the wrong person in the future."

In the crowd, the voices of some female cultivators sounded, cultivating the world of immortals, strength is respected, so men and women are equal, there is no male nun to cultivate, who cultivates is high and has a high status.

Therefore, the ratio of men to women is basically five to five, and among the 100,000 monks inside and outside Qingzhou City, 30,000 or 40,000 are female cultivators.

And this group of female cultivators is extremely strong in combat, one person and one sentence, and the other party who scolded in an instant was silent.

Even some female cultivators even sacrificed the treasure record of scum cultivation, which frightened many male cultivators to shut up quickly.

This scum treasure record, as the name suggests, is to record some men with bad morals, so as not to marry the wrong person in the future, this kind of scum treasure record is not a joke, once it is written down, it is basically over.

Unless you change your region and become a new person, you have to be careful, in case you run into a nun in the same city, it will be embarrassing.

After all, the most resentful person in the world is a woman.

However, just as everyone was arguing, the voice of the city lord of Qingzhou couldn't help but sound.

"Failed to condense sword intent? You are really ignorant. ”

His voice rang out, attracting a lot of attention for a moment.

"City Lord, what does this mean?"

Some people are puzzled, this is obviously the sword momentum has collapsed, why do you say this?

"This is not a failure of sword intent condensation, but a sword intent, laying a foundation, I don't want to condense sword intent too early, I want to wait until my true kendo is complete, and then condense sword intent, but some people are ignorant, and they have poor qualifications and laugh at others, which is really ridiculous."

"My generation of sword cultivation, you must be broad-minded, swordsmen, gentlemen, jealous, villains, even if you have some talent, but you will definitely not be able to become a big weapon in the future."

The city lord of Qingzhou coldly sarcastically mocked these people who spoke yin and yang.

He understood at a glance what Ye Ping was doing, and he didn't want to participate, but in the end, he couldn't help it and sneered.

As soon as he said this, for a while, those who had just spoken in a weird yin and yang atmosphere were both shocked and ashamed, and finally sneaked out of the crowd.

That's just at this time.

The sword weapon on the heavenly dome flew back into everyone's hands.

The vision disappeared, and Ye Ping also opened his eyes.