Yi Qiu didn't continue to give Ling Yufei a chance to speak, and returned directly to the room. Ran Wen Xiao? Said ?.? r?a?n?? ｅ?ｎ?`ｏｒｇ

Although he knew that Ling Yufei didn't have any bad intentions, for some reason, as long as he mentioned Murong Qingxue, his heart was a little inexplicably sad, so every time he thought about it, he would choose to cultivate to forget.

At this moment, Ling Yufei mentioned it, which naturally made him feel a little bad.

Seeing Yi Qiu leave with a cold face, Ling Yufei bit her lower lip, her heart felt an inexplicable pain, and a strong guilt flashed in the depths of her eyes, she knew that her problem must have touched Yi Qiu's scar.

Otherwise, with Yi Qiu's gentle temperament, how could he get angry easily?

And when she heard Yi Qiu say that the person who captured his wife was none other than the Holy Fang, one of the strongest forces in the Holy Domain, she understood in her heart why Yi Qiu would work so hard to cultivate.

One person has to face the entire Holy Fang, and the pressure on his body can be imagined.

Ling Yufei sighed and said to herself in her heart: "Yi Qiu, although I don't know what happened to you in the Holy Fang, I will help you rescue your wife, even if one day, you will eventually leave me, I won't care." ”

Ling Yufei muttered to herself in a low voice, then looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and her figure flickered and disappeared in place.

......

Ten days later!

The big competition of the Sword Martial Pavilion finally kicked off.

Early in the morning, on the square outside the Sword Martial Arts Pavilion and the Sword Intent Tower, tens of thousands of people gathered.

Except for the disciples of the Sword Martial Pavilion, the others were all disciples from several other Martial Pavilions.

As the head of the four pavilions, the strength of the Sword Martial Pavilion is the strongest among the four pavilions, and its big competition is naturally quite eye-catching, so every time the Sword Martial Pavilion is a big competition, it is not only a major event of the Sword Martial Pavilion, but also a grand ceremony of the Battle Martial Temple.

Therefore, every time the Sword Pavilion is contested, there will be many high-level leaders of the Battle Martial Arts Temple to participate.

In the middle of the square, above the three-story stands.

The four pavilion masters, the hall masters of the Battle Martial Temple, and dozens of Saint Lord-level elders sat side by side, each with a bit of expectation on their faces.

"Ling Pavilion Lord, I heard that recently, your Sword Martial Pavilion has produced a lot of genius disciples, this Sword Martial Pavilion competition, it must be very intense, this Sword and Sword Pavilion Competition, quite a lot of the hall master is looking forward to." The old hall master of the Battle Martial Temple stroked his beard and said.

Ling Xiao smiled faintly, and was about to speak, the Pavilion Master of the Yiwu Pavilion who was sitting on the side pursed his lips and smiled: "The old hall master is right, the Sword Martial Pavilion has indeed produced a lot of geniuses and powerhouses in the past few years, there was that Yan Tianxing before, and now there is another Yi Qiu, it seems that the first place in the Sword Pavilion competition this time, who will fall into the hands, it is still something that is not yet known." ”

Before the words fell, a black-bearded old man snorted coldly and said: "Cloud Pavilion Lord said with a smile, although Yi Qiu's talent is very strong, but after all, the cultivation time is still short, not to mention competing with Tianxing for the first place, I'm afraid it will be difficult to enter the top three." ”

The old man with the black beard was full of disdain for Yi Qiu.

The Pavilion Master of the Yiwu Pavilion blinked his beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "The Great Elder said that he is joking, Yi Qiu is the seventh strongest person on the Holy Sword List, and he even killed a black dragon not long ago, with such strength, can't he still enter the top three?"

It turned out that this black-bearded old man was none other than the Great Elder of the Sword Martial Pavilion, Sima Yan!

Sima Yan snorted: "Killing that black dragon was Yi Qiu's reliance on the nameless broken sword in his hand, and it doesn't have much to do with Yi Qiu himself, as for the seventh on the holy sword list, hum, this person didn't do it in our Battle Martial Temple, who knows if there is any water in it." ”

Hearing the disdain in Sima Yan's words, Ling Xiao couldn't listen to it a little, raised his eyebrows, and said on behalf of his apprentice: "Great Elder, are you doubting the authority of the Shenwu Battle Platform?"

"Hehe, the old man didn't say it, the Shenwu Battle Platform is the most fair arena in the Holy Domain, and the authority naturally goes without saying, but the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, and no one can guarantee that some people who sell their fame and reputation have not relied on some unsightly means to get into the top ten positions of the Holy Sword List. ”

The corners of Sima Yan's mouth twitched, and he had a mocking expression.

Ling Xiao was furious and wanted to refute, but the hall master of the Battle Martial Arts Temple waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, one of you is the pavilion master of the Sword Martial Pavilion, and the other is the great elder of the Sword Martial Pavilion, why do you quarrel as soon as you meet, as for the Sword Martial Pavilion competition this time, who wins the first place, don't you know?"

"Hmph, first place, it has to be my disciple Yan Tianxing, that Yi Qiu's kid, as long as he doesn't play any tricks, he can't be Tianxing's opponent. Sima Yan snorted coldly and said with confidence on his face.

Ling Xiao sneered, "Really, Great Elder better not talk too much, otherwise it will be easy to slap his face for a while." ”

"Unfortunately, he doesn't have that ability. ”

Sima Yan still looked disdainful, and seemed to be extremely confident in his disciple.

Of course, his self-confidence is not confident.

After Yan Tianxing came back this time, his strength increased so fast that even he, the master, was surprised, so in his opinion, among the saints in the holy realm, the people who could defeat Yan Tianxing were definitely no more than five fingers!

And Yi Qiu is not one of them!

Therefore, he naturally has enough confidence that in this Sword Martial Pavilion competition, his disciple will once again completely step on the head of Ling Xiao's disciple.

Time passed quickly, and the people in the square were almost gathered.

And the more than 100 elite disciples who participated in the Sword Martial Pavilion competition also lined up neatly in a phalanx and stood in front of the stands.

Everyone looked at it, and saw that there were nearly a hundred elite disciples of the Sword Martial Pavilion in the phalanx, and the disciples with the worst cultivation were also in the middle stage of the Sage, and most of them were in the late stage, as for the strong people of the Great Perfection of the Sage, there were no more than five of them.

These five people are obviously the strongest contenders for the top three in the Sword Martial Pavilion competition this time.

Among them, Yan Tianxing is the one with the highest voice in this competition.

"Tut, you see that these days, Senior Brother Yan's cultivation seems to be stronger than before. ”

"Yes, it looks like you have reached the peak of the Great Perfection of the Sage, and it is estimated that it will take a year or two to become the Holy Lord. ”

"In this way, the first place in this Sword Martial Pavilion competition is none other than Senior Brother Yan. ”

"Not necessarily, don't forget that there is also that Yi Qiu!"

"He, hmph, forget it, no matter how powerful this kid is, he can't be Senior Brother Yan's opponent. ”

"That is, how can he be qualified to compare with Senior Brother Yan, and whether he can enter the top three is still a matter of certainty. ”

On the square, the sound of discussion sounded one after another.

At this moment, Yan Tianxing stood at the front of the phalanx with his hands in his hands, listening to the praises around him, a little smug appeared inexplicably on his handsome face, and at the same time, he didn't forget to look at Yi Qiu who was not far away from him with a slightly provocative look.

However, as a result, Yi Qiu ignored him and completely ignored him.

Yan Tianxing secretly gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, you don't need to pretend, I will let you know the gap between you and me soon!"