After breakfast, Mo Wen walked to the square, at this time there were already eight more big wooden platforms on the square, arranged in the direction of gossip, the largest "dry" position under the stage tree a huge red list, the list with gold inlaid disciples of the number, name, pulse on the letter, Mo Wen looked at it twice, and knew that his opponent No. 25 was a guy named Zhang Han of Longshoufeng.

"Dang", with a crisp sound of bells, the boiling crowd gradually quieted down, Dao Xuan Zhenren and Cangsong Zhenren stood on the huge wooden platform, looking around at the more than a thousand Qingyun disciples below. Dao Xuan Zhenren coughed lightly and said loudly: "The competition begins!" Then he waved his robe, the bells rang in unison, and the sound of "jingling" resounded in the sky.

"Because there are many disciples who are participating in the 'Seven Veins Martial Arts' for the first time, I will now talk about the rules." Cang Song Zhenren coughed lightly, "The 'Seven Veins Martial Arts' is based on their own abilities, and you can use all the means taught by the division commander, but you can't deliberately kill you, you can judge the loss if you can't fight, and after you play the field, you can feel that your skills are not as good as others, and you can also admit defeat and surrender." That's it. ”

Then there was another bell ringing, and the Seven Veins Martial Arts officially began!

[Xiao Fan didn't even compete...... Lu Xueqi competed on the "dry" stage in the second round. Let's go see the senior brother first. Mo Wen made up his mind and walked towards the "Kun" platform.

At this time, there was a circle of people around each wooden platform, more and less, and there were quite a lot of people under the "Kun" word stage - Chang Jian was easy-going and helpful. The popularity in Nagato is very good, and there are naturally many people cheering. And his opponent was a disciple of Feng Hui Peak, whose name was Tang Cheng.

At this time, both of them stood firmly on the stage, and the fairy swords had been revealed...... The competition has begun.

"Senior Brother Chang, I'm offended!" On the stage, Tang Cheng's face was solemn, and the cyan fairy sword in his hand suddenly emitted a faint clear light, only to see him raise his hand, and a pale cyan arc of light slashed towards Chang Arrow.

"Up!" As soon as Chang Jian raised his hand, an earthen wall emerged, and the pale cyan arc of light hit it, leaving only a shallow trace.

"Senior Brother Chang is really profound." Tang Cheng's face was bitter. Holding the sword in both hands, there were words in his mouth, and then the wind on the stage was loud, and the invisible air flow revolved wildly around the cyan fairy sword, and the momentum was amazing!

Chang Arrow does not attack, and stands in place with a smile, quietly waiting for the opponent to complete the spell.

"Break the wind!" Tang Cheng roared wildly, and the fairy sword in his hand shot out with a whistling wind, heading straight for the regular arrow.

"Up!" Chang Jian unhurriedly planted three more earthen walls, and then the blue light hit the first earthen wall.

"Bang!" Mud was splashed everywhere, and the earthen wall shattered. And the blue light also dimmed a lot, and Tang Cheng was also pale.

"Bang bang bang!" Qingguang smashed three earthen walls in a row, it was extremely dim, Mo Wen could see the body of the fairy sword in it, Tang Cheng's face was also as white as paper at this time, but he still had strong spiritual power, and the imperial envoy flew the sword to attack the Chang arrow.

"Senior Brother Tang, you lost." Chang Jian raised Xuan Yang, easily picked up the attacking flying sword, and then raised his hand, and a pale yellow light was imprinted on Tang Cheng's chest, pushing him off the ring lightly.

"Senior Brother Chang Jian is doing well!" "Senior brother is mighty!" "Roar!" The Nagato disciples in the audience were thunderous with joy, and many disciples of Feng Huifeng were dejected and unhappy.

"The winner is Nagato's arrow." Elder Qingyun, who had a white beard on the stage, raised his eyelids slightly and made a decision.

……

"Senior brother is really profound." Mo Wen stepped forward with a smile, "Let me do it then." ”

"Go ahead and pretend, you little slippery head." Chang Jian scolded with a smile, "I'm going to see Duan Lei's competition in a while, what about you?" ”

"Senior Brother Duan is naturally also a profound cultivator...... It's just that his next opponent is not something that ordinary people can beat. Mo Wen put away his smile.

"Fang Chao? The guy is just average...... Are you talking about that Lu Xueqi? Chang Jian frowned, "That little girl is indeed beautiful, but this cultivation is ......."

"Let's go, that game is about to start, you and I will know as soon as we see."

"It's also ......"

Before the second competition began, there was already a sea of people under the stage of the word "Qian", and the ring was so crowded that it was impossible to get through, Mo Wen still relied on Chang Jian's face to reluctantly find a better position and squeeze in.

"Senior Brother Mo, is that woman really that strong?" Chang Jian remembered the meaningful eyes of the few junior disciples when they looked at him just now, and couldn't help but blush a little.

"Tianya, ......" Mo Wen just looked at Lu Xueqi in a daze.

"Excalibur Tianya?!" Chang Jian was startled.

Tianya: Seven Stars (Rare World), Nine Heavens of Different Iron Fell to the Mortal World, the Venerable Master of the Dry Heart from the Extreme North Ice Field, cultivated into a sword, has the power of opening mountains and dividing the sea, and is an unborn divine sword. (The material is practiced by the Nine Heavens Thunder Qi, which has a great assistance to the master's Imperial Envoy Thunder Dao Swordsmanship, because it contains Tiangang Thunder Qi and has a natural restraint on fierce and sneaky things.) ）

"Sure enough, it's also the ...... of the Seven Stars," Mo Wen muttered to himself.

"Senior Brother Mo, is that really Tianya?" Chang Jian's face was incredulous, "This kind of artifact...... Can that little girl's cultivation really be controlled? ”

"If you can't control it, who will hand over this kind of divine sword to her? I can't believe that he found this Tianya himself. Mo Wen casually answered Chang Jian's question, his eyes still looking at the beautiful and peerless figure on the stage.

“…… Duan Lei, this kid is in big trouble. Chang Jian also stared at the Tianya behind Lu Xueqi, stunned.

At this time, Lu Xueqi's opponent boarded the wooden platform in a boo, and after a few boring conversations, the bell rang, and the competition officially began.

Fang Chao didn't dare to hold it up, and as soon as he drew the magic trick with both hands, a white and shining immortal sword was sacrificed by him.

"Now Longshou Peak likes to use this kind of fairy sword, ice system, which can be regarded as a relatively balanced attack and defense." Chang Jian told Mo Wen.

"Senior Sister Lu, be careful." Seeing that Lu Xueqi didn't make a move, but just looked at himself fixedly, Fang Chao was a little at a loss, and finally gritted his teeth and struck first.

Just when the white fairy sword was about to stab Lu Xueqi, I saw her pull out the Tianya sheath with her backhand and block it in front of her.

"Bang dang!" With a crisp sound, the white fairy sword was shocked and flew out, Lu Xueqi took advantage of the situation and threw it, and Tianya rushed straight towards Fang Chao with ten thousand blue lights.

"Condensation!" Fang Chao saw that Lu Xueqi's magic weapon was so powerful, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly condensed three ice walls in front of him.

"Click." The three ice walls directly turned into ice chips under the power of Tianya, Fang was shocked, and hurriedly raised the fairy sword in front of him.

"Boom!" A loud sound came from the place where the two immortal swords met, accompanied by a violent wind, and the surrounding Qingyun disciples retreated one after another with the strong wind blowing, only a few of them were still standing in place.

Among them are Mo Wen and Chang Jian.

"It's so powerful, it's really Tianya." Chang Jian's face was complicated, "That Fang Chao is really unlucky." ”

"Yes, the magic weapon that has been cultivated for a long time is just gone." Mo Wen narrowed his eyes.

On the stage, Fang Chao's face was like ashes, and he pointed at Lu Xueqi with trembling fingers, and his voice was hoarse: "You...... You ......" Before he could finish speaking, a crack suddenly cracked on the body of the white fairy sword floating in front of him, and then it got bigger and bigger, and with a "snap", the fairy sword broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

"Wow!" Fang Chao couldn't bear it any longer, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground, and he passed out.

"Let's go." Mo asked Chang Jian, "Tell Senior Brother Duan Lei to be careful, just don't end up like that stupid guy." ”

"Yes, that girl is the champion this time." Chang Jian is a little lonely.

……

In the afternoon, Mo Wen came to the "Dui" platform early, standing on the stage, Mo Wen ignored the disciples of Longshoufeng who were talking about it in the audience, and still recalled Lu Xueqi's peerless face.

When the bell rang for "......", Mo Wen found that there was already a person standing on the stage.

"Senior Brother Mo, I'm offended." The man on the other side smiled slightly, and pulled out an aqua blue fairy sword out of thin air.

"Senior Brother Zhang, give me a lot of advice." Mo Wen smiled and untied the strip of cloth wrapped around the cloud shadow.

"What is this? Fairy Sword? "Haha, Nagato's people just have personalities, and they're good mallets." ……

Ignoring the ridicule of the disciples of Long Shoufeng in the audience, Mo Wen looked at the opponent in front of him fixedly.

"Be careful." A trace of disdain flashed in Zhang Han's eyes, and the aqua blue fairy sword turned into three identical fairy swords in a flash, stabbing at Mo Wen from different angles.

Mo Wen accurately captured the contempt in the guy's eyes......

[Hey, the lion fights the rabbit also needs to go all out, these little guys don't seem to understand. Mo Wen sighed secretly, the cloud shadow in his hand emitted a faint colored light, and Mo Wen rushed directly towards Zhang Han with his sword.

"Wrapped!" Zhang Han pinched a trick, and two of the three immortal swords in the air instantly turned into two thin streams of water, wrapping around Mo Wen's feet.

"Up!" Mo Wen stopped and slapped the wooden platform, and the two wooden walls blocked the water flow, and then Mo Wen threw out the cloud shadow, and with a wave of his sword, the cloud shadow attacked Zhang Han like a meteor.

"Transform!" Zhang Han's complexion changed, and he spit out a word, and then the aqua-blue fairy sword suddenly turned into a puddle of liquid and spun like a whirlpool in front of Zhang Han.

The cloud shadow rushed into the whirlpool, and the multicolored light was gradually obscured by the faint blue light. The disciples of Longshou Peak in the audience cheered when they saw this, and several Changmen disciples covered their faces with their hands, unable to bear to look directly. Chang Jian looked at Mo Wen comfortably - although this Han cultivation was good, he didn't believe that Mo Wen would lose to this person.

Although Mo Wen felt the spiritual power on the cloud shadow that the whirlpool was constantly dissolving, he was not worried, stretched out his palm, shook it suddenly, and shouted: "Break!" ”

"Smack!" Just like a soap bubble being punctured, the cloud shadow rushed out of the whirlpool directly with a five-colored light, and that Zhang Han also suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, the whirlpool lost the spiritual support of its master, turned into a fairy sword again, and fell to the ground, Zhang Han just wanted to raise his head, but found that his shoulders sank, and a stone rod (he thought so) had been placed on his shoulder.

"The junior brother is profound, and he admires it." Zhang Han wiped the corners of his mouth with a wry smile and bowed his head to admit defeat.

"Whereever, where, it's just a fluke." Mo Wen smiled and withdrew the cloud shadow.

……

"How is it, how is that Senior Brother Zhang of Longshou Peak cultivating?" Chang Jian smiled, "With your cultivation, it shouldn't take so long." ”

"Cultivation is about the fifth layer of the Jade Qing Realm, it's not a big deal, I just want to get used to how to fight with others, I always have to accumulate some experience, right?" Mo Wen replied.

"Yes." Chang Jian nodded, "Go back and have a good rest, and come on tomorrow." ”

"Senior brother too."

……

In the next two battles, Mo Wen won easily, in terms of combat experience, a general who has been on the battlefield for more than ten years and a house Taoist who has lived on the mountain for decades are simply incomparable, not to mention that Mo Wen's basic combat power is still a cut above those guys.

Duan Lei was unlucky to be eliminated by Lu Xueqi in the second round, and Chang Jian met with Song Daren, the eldest disciple of Dazhu Peak, in the third round of the Seven Veins Martial Arts, both of them were the seventh layer of the Yuqing Realm, one main attack and one main defense, and they fought for a long time. In the end, Chang Archery was still a step ahead, but it was also a heavy blow to the meridians, and he needed to recuperate and could not continue the game.

"Senior Brother Mo, all of our Changmen's face has fallen on you, at least to enter the top four." Chang Jian's face was as white as paper, and he said to Mo Wen, who was sitting in front of the bed.

In the fourth round, Mo Wen met a very powerful opponent - Zeng Shushu.