The crowd continued to frown and be in an uproar.

Leng Chenxi couldn't imagine that she thought Gu Qingliu was joking with her at first, but she didn't expect it to be true!

She looked at Yang Yu in surprise, this young junior brother, brought her an incomparable shock!

"I'm coming!"

Tianqiong Peak, suddenly trembled, the whole mountain trembled violently, and the glow shone brightly!

A huge Dharma body, full of white hair, but his face is just that of a young man in his twenties!

He is the one who has attained the word, and the sword has reached heaven!

His eyes are as sharp as a sharp blade, and whoever he looks at will be flustered and dare not look directly!

Who would have thought that Kendo Mountain would hide such a king?

There is no hatred in the beacon fire, and there is no regret in the sword!

"What do you call me?"

Beacon Fire has no hatred and a mighty face, and shakes the heavens with a thought!

Yang Yu held his breath, and suddenly had a strange feeling, the strength of the first seat was stronger than that of Nan Tianzu!

One is the consummation of the Heavenly Realm, and the other is what about it?

This momentum is his strongest glimpse so far!

The way of the sword and the fearless will are all vividly reflected in the body of the beacon fire without hatred!

Perhaps, this is the meaning of everyone's yearning for kendo.

He himself is an all-breaking sword!

"The first adult, in the first game, there are two excellent disciples, we have the highest score, it is difficult to distinguish, but the rules cannot be changed, please also ask the first adult to decide, take a look!"

The most severe withered Tianxi, who had no hatred in the face of the beacon fire, was just as humble, bowed down and asked for his life, and his sick body trembled.

"Let them demonstrate it!"

Beacon has no hatred, ignores it, doesn't think about it, and is very decisive!

So, with the same move, Lin Yan shot first, lifting the weight as lightly, and the giant sword was as light as a cicada's wings in his hand, and he could easily use the sword qi of his body to cut off the peak of the nameless hill.

Yang Yu is, with just now, exactly the same, transposition, not drawing the sword, only seeing the tree cracking!

Ten breaths, cut off dozens of them again, and returned to the same place, the sword, never unsheathed!

Fenghuo looked at it without hatred, suddenly looked up to the sky, and sighed: "Hero out of a young man! What is your name?"

"Junior Yang Yu!"

"Okay! Your fast swordsmanship, reaching the ultimate realm, reaching the peak, and the Dao Palace realm may not be able to do it!

After this time, come to me, and I'll ...... too."

After that, the beacon fire was hateless, turned into a streamer, disappeared under the dome, came and went without a trace, without hesitation.

However, everyone was still confused, Beacon Fire was gone, and he did not say who the winner was.

These pedantic and sluggish people can't understand the unhate voice of the beacon.

The Nine Peak Masters are not stupid, and the three elders are not stupid, at this time they looked at each other and were stunned.

Because the first adult actually wanted to summon Yang Yu! They won the title of nine Dao Palaces, and the first adult was all ignorant of it, Yang Yu, an eighteen-year-old young man, had a really big face!

If they don't understand it, they'll live for so many years in vain.

So, Lu Shengting announced: "In the first game, the winner - ask Dao Feng!"

"......Ahh

"It's ......"

Everyone looked confused, still in doubt, but the result had been announced, and the nine peak masters had no objections, they could only stare dryly, and there was nothing to say.

Ye Tianyun, Lin Yan, his face was pale, and he was embarrassed! He had just boasted about Haikou and was confident, but now he was throwing two slap prints on his face, bloody and naked!

The first game, which was speechless, came to an end, followed by the second game, the competition of sword intent.

Lin Yan was hateful and furious! In the first game, he lost, and Yang Yu's speed was beyond his reach.

In this second game, Lin Yan regained his self-confidence.

"Stinky boy, in the second game, I'll see how you win!"

Lin Yan clenched his fists and stared at Yang Yu, the smile on the corner of his mouth was quite cold.

The sword intent competition still starts from Tianqiong Peak, and ten people carve the deepest traces on the sword test stone to judge whose sword intent is stronger!

Ten people, one by one, eight in front, left sword marks of different shades on the sword test stone of nine zhang and nine, and the length and width were also different.

The sword test stone will reflect six light waves: milky white, black, red, silver, gold, and purple. Milky white represents the weakest, and so on, purple represents the strongest!

This kind of sword intent can prove the comprehension of sword cultivation, and the better the talent, the stronger the sword intent will naturally be able to comprehend!

In this game, Lin Yan glanced at Leng Chenxi and smiled secretly, Leng Chenxi is not good at this, she has no shortage of unfathomable martial arts cheats since she was a child, she doesn't need to comprehend any sword intent at all, the first beacon fire without hatred will give her all the favorable resources, Miss Qianjin, she will not waste time doing these boring things.

Comprehending the sword intent is a way out for those ordinary cultivators, Lin Yan has been on the battlefield for a long time, and it is bound to win!

To the ninth place of the Heavenly Dome Peak, Ling Fox Owl, his sword intent is a blue giant sword, slashed on the sword test stone, and the sword test stone lit up with silver light! This kind of talent, one in a million, is commendable!

The three judges smiled and nodded, worthy of being a genius who could compete with the Dao Palace Chuden with the Kaiyuan Realm!

When it was Lin Yan's turn to appear, he proudly raised his neck and slashed with his sword!

Click!

The sword test stone shines with a bright golden light! This level is extremely shining!

The audience was in awe and amazed!

"Tsk...... Golden light, the test stone hasn't lit up golden for a long time, at least three times!"

Gold, representing the Supreme!

The sword intent of this power directly split a wide crack in the sword test stone, occupying one-third of the sword test stone, penetrating at least three feet!

"Well, yes, next ......"

As the Deer Sacred Court continued to announce the order of appearance, one disciple after another tried the sword, and all kinds of sword intents emerged one after another!

Jiufeng, eight of them all slashed out silver swords! It was only a little worse than Lin Yan, and it was very rare to put it in this Tianke.

In the end, it was the turn of the four solitary seedlings of Wendao Peak to appear, and the audience secretly looked at it with mockery, thinking: Sword intent competition, you guys should stop here!

First of all, Leng Chenxi is pampered and has not experienced actual combat of killing, how can he have the opportunity to comprehend the sword intent?

Who else but her?

Feng Xiaotian appeared, and the tip of the sword condensed light waves, like a little starlight, bursting straight out!

"Bang!"

The sword intent turned into condensed energy, and with a bang, it almost didn't penetrate the sword test stone!

Suddenly, the sword test stone showed a hole in the eye, deep and endless, filled with gunsmoke!

In an instant, the golden light shone again!

"Uh-uh......"

Silence!

Feng Xiaotian's sword is a straight stabbing move, so the attack power is extremely condensed, and as soon as he appears, the sword test stone lights up golden for the second time!

Lin Yan's expression was stunned, and he smiled dumbly!

"It can't be...... He couldn't ...... anything."

In the first game, Yang Yu was a young genius, and he was amazed, and he was lucky to ask Daofeng!

In the second game, I didn't expect the little-known Feng Xiaotian, this sword is still amazing to the audience!

How do you count this? Two more golden streaks appeared! Do you want to ask the first seat to come forward again? Not afraid that the first seat will be angry?

The three patriarchs were silent, and then discussed it, preparing to go up to identify the depth, and use the depth of the sword intent to determine the victory......