In the morning of Chenji Sect, the sky was actually rising and the sun was warm, it was cold weather, but this time also became a little warm. It's just that when the wind is blowing, there is still a little cold.

Yuan Yang hurriedly walked towards the Xuanwu competition platform in Chenjizong Square with Ah Hei in his arms, this day was the third day of the Sword Competition, and the remaining ten disciples of the Xuanwu competition platform were going to be five out today. Thinking of this, Yuan Yang was more or less worried.

"Girl, are you nervous and scared?" Ah Hei in his arms asked lazily.

Yuan Yang lowered his eyebrows, looked at Ah Hei with his eyes closed, and frowned slightly, "How do you know I'm scared?" ”

"Meow - your heart is beating so fast, isn't it excited?" Hei opened his round eyes and yawned, looking like he hadn't woken up at all.

"yes, I'm nervous." Yuan Yang said as he stepped into the square of Chenji Sect. As soon as I entered the square, I saw that the four major competition platforms were surrounded by all kinds of disciples of the three sects of the Immortal Alliance. Immediately, the competition is about to begin.

Yuan Yang soon came to the Xuanwu competition platform, and his eyes kept looking, as if he was looking for someone. In less than a moment, I saw her frowning brows lightly curled, and then Yuan Yang walked to the side of a male disciple of the Yunji Sect, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Chuan, you came a lot earlier today than two days ago. After finishing speaking, Yuan Yang stood beside Ni Chuanqiong.

Hearing Yuan Yang's words, Ni Chuanqiong didn't smile, he still had a stiff face, he held the Jiuqu Sword in both hands, and his words were a little cold, "Today's competition is much more intense than in the past, I don't dare to be careless, so naturally I got up earlier." ”

At this time, the examiner in charge of the Xuanwu competition platform walked slowly to the center of the competition platform, he struck a gong, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "The sword conference is about to begin, please prepare the remaining ten Xuanwu competition platform disciples yesterday." After yesterday's competition, the ten disciples also drew lots, today's rules are not far from the past, according to the number on the bamboo sticks, from small to large two pairs of opponents to compete. ”

"It's good that I didn't draw seven." Yuan Yang raised the corners of his mouth and said to himself, this sentence fell into Ni Chuanqiong's ears, he was a little displeased, and said unconvincingly after snorting coldly: "I smoked the eighth, you don't want to draw seven, I don't want to try with me, right?" ”

"Senior Brother Chuan, we are all disciples of Aoki Yuan, and we have the same master, why do you always want to compete with me?" Yuan Yang finally voiced the doubts he had had over the past few years.

Ni Chuanqiong snorted coldly again, glanced at Yuan Yang, and then turned his head away, and said coldly: "I just want to know how deep your cultivation is." ”

"Watching me compete from the sidelines, you still don't know how good my cultivation is." Yuan Yang barely understood what Ni Chuanqiong meant.

Ni Chuanqiong shook his head and said, "What I want to know is who is more powerful between you and me." ”

Yuan Yang took a deep breath, shrugged his shoulders, and didn't say anything more at the moment.

The two were silent for a while, and the voice of the examiner on the Xuanwu competition platform sounded again, "Now, I also invite the first disciple and the second disciple to compete on the stage. ”

As soon as the examiner's voice fell, Yuan Yang became a little more serious for a while, she held her mind, and with a wave of her hand, the Yun Sheng Sword slipped out of her body in vain, and floated lightly in front of Yuan Yang. Everyone saw a dazzling blue light flash, and there was immediately a female disciple dressed in Yunji Sect clothes on the Xuanwu platform.

Yuan Yang drew the lottery for No. 2 yesterday, so she was ranked first in today's sword competition. Yuan Yang and Yun Sheng Jian on the stage both attracted the attention of all the disciples in the audience, and some people exchanged heads and ears to each other, discussing with each other:

"Huh? Isn't this the Yunji Sect's junior sister who won within half a pillar of incense yesterday? ”

"yes, yesterday I didn't know much about what spell she used, and her opponent easily fell."

"It's really rare to cultivate like this at a young age."

"It's rare, it's rare, it's really rare. Life is beautiful, cultivation is not bad, if I marry her as an immortal, it will be a blessing that I have cultivated for thousands of lifetimes. ”

"Phew! Save it, you still deserve her in the way you look? Don't dream big here! ”

"Ahem, don't say it, don't talk about it, the competition is about to start."

However, on the Xuanwu competition stage, except for the examiner and Yuan Yang, there was no opponent of Yuan Yang on the field. The disciples in the audience were discussing again, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, all of them were curious because the opponent of the Yuan Yang had not yet appeared.

The next moment, a white light flashed, the light of the twin swords flashed, and the figure of a male disciple immediately appeared in front of Yuan Yang.

He ...... He is ......" Yuan Yang looked at the male disciple in front of him, and his body and mind were shocked, "Isn't this Qi Zhiyang?" He was actually competing in this Xuanwu platform? Why haven't I noticed these days? Yuan Yang was surprised, his face full of confusion and doubt. However, in the past two days, Yuan Yang returned to his room after the stage competition, but he didn't have much time to observe the competition of other Xuanwutai disciples.

I didn't notice that Qi Zhiyang was also in this Xuanwu Terrace, and it was reasonable to think that it was also careless.

Looking at Qi Zhiyang, the fact that Qi Zhiyang deceived Huan'er, a disciple of the Phantom Star Pavilion, and his double cultivation with him that night came to his mind. With Huan'er's trust in him, his selfish desires were overflowing, and he sucked her spirit yuan when Huan'er was unprepared, so that she has now turned into a dried corpse.

Thinking of this, Yuan Yang's anger did not come to one place, and her eyes also rose with a strange hatred at this time.

"Qi Zhiyang, a disciple of the Chenji Sect, is now consulting with his junior sister." Qi Zhiyang, who was on the other side, spoke slowly, looking like he was knowledgeable, but in the eyes of Yuan Yang, his form and demeanor were all ugly.

Yuan Yang snorted heavily, hugged his sword and saluted back, and said with some mockery: "Please also ask Senior Brother Qi to teach me well!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Yang raised his two fingers, and the blue light of the Yunsheng Sword was incomparably colorful, and countless brilliance continued to flow out from the tip, and the entire Xuanwu platform was suddenly shrouded in a trace of light.

Seeing this, Qi Zhiyang raised his eyebrows, he looked at Yuan Yang, his expression was surprised and envious, but more of it was some evil selfish thoughts.

"Senior sister is good at cultivating!" Qi Zhiyang chuckled, and at that moment, he also sacrificed the double swords in his hands, he turned around and jumped up in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he quickly attacked Yuanyang.

Yuan Yang looked at Qi Zhiyang who flew in, and for a while this thought came to his heart: "Qi Zhiyang, Qi Zhiyang, God has eyes, let you and I meet on the Xuanwu platform today, think of Huan'er, think of Xue Rong who was almost killed by you last night, you can take a good look today, see how I clean you up!" ”

Yuan Yang's eyebrows were frowned, his expression was cold, he clenched the Yunsheng Sword in his hand, snorted softly, and quickly stabbed Qi Zhiyang, who was pressing closely.

"Sonorous!" I only heard the sound of the blade, and between the lightning and flint, Qi Zhiyang's twin swords collided with the Yunsheng sword in the middle of the road, and the two spiritual powers collided, which suddenly stirred up the surrounding air, and the entire Xuanwu Platform trembled and trembled, and was in turmoil.

Qi Zhiyang and Yuan Yang fought each other's spiritual power, and Yuan Yang's hand holding Yun Sheng's sword refused to relax, she gritted her teeth, stared at Qi Zhiyang in front of her, and said in her heart: "Qi Zhiyang, I can't wait to kill you!" ”

Qi Zhiyang in front of him naturally didn't know what Yuan Yang was thinking in his heart, he looked at Yuan Yang with some distraction in his eyes, but he was smiling again and again, and the two resisted each other. When making their respective long swords, Qi Zhiyang said softly to Yuan Yang a little shamelessly: "Senior sister is so beautiful, it's a pity that I've never seen it before, it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

After hearing this, Yuan Yang was furious, and the disgust and resentment of Qi Zhiyang in the past few days also exploded proudly at this time. Suddenly, the qi around Yuan Yang surged, and an invisible powerful aura came from her whole body, "Bang Bang Bang" three times in a row, and Qi Zhiyang was actually shocked by Yuan Yang and retreated.

"Ahh The disciples in the audience also shouted at this time, and they all looked at the Yang on the stage with a strange gaze.

However, the lingering waves of qi in Yuanyang's whole body were not like immortal gate spells, but like endless dark clouds. The black qi around her became more and more concentrated, her hair flew, and the whole person immediately forced Qi Zhiyang.