With Yi Qiu defeating Yan Tianxing and becoming the Young Pavilion Master of the Sword Martial Pavilion, the entire Sword Pavilion Great Competition finally came to a successful end.

Although the result surprised everyone, the process was an eye-opener for everyone, and it can be said that this time the Sword Pavilion Competition was a hundred times more exciting than before.

In particular, Yi Qiu broke through the eighth layer of the Sword Intent Tower, entered the ninth layer, and defeated Yan Tianxing.

These two things were even more rumored, making Yi Qiu's name almost a household name in the Zhan Wu Temple, and even not only the Zhan Wu Temple, but even among the hundreds of holy cities under the Zhan Wu Temple, Yi Qiu's deeds were also spread everywhere.

It can be said that Yi Qiu has already become famous and has become one of the most dazzling new stars in the Holy Land!

......

"Seventh on the Holy Sword List! Young Pavilion Master of Sword Martial Pavilion! I didn't expect that in just a few years, this kid would reach such a point, but I didn't expect it. ”

Heavenly Saint Dynasty, the main altar of the Assassination Hall.

Under the cover of the mask, the eyes of the young master of the Assassination Hall burst out with a chilling glow.

"It's the subordinates who didn't do well and didn't kill this person, please punish the young master. ”

Under the gaze of the young hall master's cold gaze, the life-threatening impermanence body trembled, a pale color appeared on his cold face, he bit his lower lip, and knelt on one knee, looking willing to be punished.

"Humph!"

The young hall master snorted coldly, then slowly got up, strolled down the steps, appeared in front of the life-killing impermanence, and gently stretched out a finger to pick up the life-killing impermanence's snow-white chin.

"Impermanence Assassination Envoy, you are one of the most valued subordinates of this young hall master, but this operation, you disappointed me too much, with your strength, you didn't even kill this person. ”

Impermanence let the cold palm of the young hall master caress her fair face, and his face turned pale for a while and said: "Young hall master, please give me another chance, this time I will definitely kill him." ”

"Give you another chance?"

The Young Hall Master sneered: "He is now the Young Pavilion Master of the Sword Martial Pavilion, let alone killing him, it is not easy to get close to him, not to mention that even if you meet him, with his current strength, it is not certain that any of you will kill whom." ”

Impermanence bit his lower lip and said: "Please give me another chance, my subordinates are willing to ask for a military order, if I fail again this time, I will suffer from ten thousand swords piercing my heart!"

The young hall master withdrew his palm and said, "Okay, this is what you said, then I will give you another chance, within a year, you must kill Yi Qiu, otherwise you should understand the consequences." ”

"Young Hall Master, rest assured, I will definitely succeed this time. ”

On the snow-white face of the impermanence of impermanence, a ruthless killing intent flashed, and she knew that if she didn't kill Yi Qiu this time, then it would be her who died.

"Yi Qiu, I won't miss again this time!"

......

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

Sword Martial Pavilion, Ling Xiao's residence.

"Senior sister, do you really want to go to the Kendo Sect?"

In the room, Yi Qiu frowned, his face a little worried.

Ling Yufei nodded and said, "Yes, I have already promised my mother that I would accompany her for a while, and you have now become the young pavilion master of the Sword Martial Pavilion, so it should be time for me to leave, so I came to say goodbye to you." ”

For some reason, Ling Yufei was a little reluctant, although she knew that it would be difficult for her to enter Yi Qiu's heart, but she was still a little unwilling.

Yi Qiu sighed and said: "The Sword Dao Sect Sect Sect is extremely deep, this time you go to the Sword Dao Sect, if you want to come back, I'm afraid it will not be easy, and it may even become a bargaining chip to blackmail the master, so you have to think clearly." ”

"Senior brother, rest assured, although my uncle has a bad character, but after all, my mother is there, and with my mother's relatives, he doesn't dare to do anything to me. ”

Ling Yufei didn't seem to be worried, after all, tiger poison does not eat children, and she didn't believe that her mother would hurt her.

Seeing this, Yi Qiu knew that Ling Yufei had already made up her mind to go, so she didn't persuade much, nodded and said, "Then Senior Sister can do it herself." ”

Ling Yufei bit her lower lip and said, "Don't you mean to say something to me?"

Yi Qiu was stunned, and said a little dazedly: "Since Senior Sister has decided to go to the Kendo Sect, of course I have nothing to say, Senior Brother." ”

Ling Yufei shook her head, with a look of disappointment, stood up, glanced at Yi Qiu, and said, "Elm Pimple, I left this time, it may take a long time to come back, you take care of yourself." ”

After speaking, Ling Yufei glanced at Yi Qiu again, then turned around and left.

Seeing this, Yi Qiu also smiled helplessly.

To be honest, he could feel the kind of affection that Ling Yufei had for him, and even he thought to himself that if he wanted to, Ling Yufei would definitely stay.

It's just that he can't do this, and on the contrary, he has some hopes that Ling Yufei will leave here and go to the Sword Dao Sect.

Of course, it's not that he's ruthless, and it's not that he's an elm pimple who doesn't understand anything, it's just that he can't accept any woman's feelings until he meets the fairy's wife.

And although he is now the Young Pavilion Master of the Sword Martial Pavilion and is protected by the Battle Martial Temple, he knows one thing in his heart, the two behemoths of the Heavenly Saint Dynasty and the Holy Fang will still not let him go.

So he couldn't drag Ling Yufei down.

There are some things that he can only face alone.

Therefore, Yi Qiuming knew that he should say something to save him, but in the end he didn't open his mouth and let Ling Yufei leave sadly.

However, doing this, Yi Qiu was also a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Taking a deep breath and relieving the depression in his heart, Yi Qiu took out the Cold Wind Jade Ding, and said with a flickering gaze: "Now that my cultivation has reached the advanced stage, my strength is enough to compete with the average Holy Lord, but the master said that the Tianshan Mountain is the place where the real strong gather, and there will be many unborn Tianjiao there, with my current strength, if I want to win the first place, I am afraid it will be a little difficult." ”

"So right now, I have to hurry up and cultivate, strive to raise the Tempest Artistic Conception to the Great Perfection as soon as possible, and then cultivate the eighth sword of the Tempest Nine Stacks!"

With a certain thought, Yi Qiu was not wasting time, with his hands spread, the Cold Wind Jade Ding suddenly flew into his body, and then began to spin wildly, wisps of cyan Cold Wind Holy Qi flowed out of the Cold Wind Jade Ding, and then merged into his Four Elephant Holy Source.

In this way, Yi Qiu's White Tiger Wind Artistic Conception is growing rapidly at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

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Time flies, and more than half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Finally in the early morning of one day.

Yi Qiu's eyes opened, and the artistic conception of the wind in his body was like a storm descending, instantly enveloping the entire room.

Under this powerful artistic conception, the whole house trembled faintly.

Yi Qiu took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His wind artistic conception has finally reached the consummation realm, and then he can also raise the kendo artistic conception to the consummation level.

(End of chapter)