On the test platform, Bai Chen waited early, closing his eyes and recuperating, until ten sword-wielding Spirit Sect masters came to him, and he didn't open his eyes.

"I've seen the dust boy, in the drizzle, Yang Qing. Yang Qing held a thin sword, and the thin sword was unsheathed, like a straight silver snake, flashing with a cold glow.

Bai Chen nodded, and then held the sword in one hand and the other behind him, concentrating.

Sou!

I saw the silver light flickering, Yang Qing walked the dragon snake with a sword pen, and the thin sword bent in the air, and then swayed left and right like a silver snake and pounced on Bai Chen.

While!

Bai Chen blocked it with a sword, and then his footsteps sank, and a force was transmitted from his wrist to the sword body, shaking the silver snake away.

Bai Chen took a few steps back, stretched out one hand, and pointed the wooden sword in his hand directly at Yang Qing.

Seeing this, Yang Qing thought that Bai Chen was going to use his aura, so he immediately retreated and distanced himself from Bai Chen.

In Yang Qing's consciousness, Jin Yang, the golden fat man of the Jin Mansion, was already the pinnacle master of the Spirit Monarch Realm at a young age, so Bai Chen's strength would naturally not be much worse, for these young masters of the family with a background, Yang Qing did not dare to compete with them at all, for fear of accidentally dying on this competition platform.

Bai Chen was also slightly stunned when he saw Yang Qing retreating, but he still maintained the posture of holding the sword with a straight arm, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yang Qing, motionless.

The two confronted each other for a long time, and Yang Qing saw that Bai Chen did not move, so he decided to take the lead, and the aura around his body gushed out, converging to the sword body, and stabbing at Bai Chen.

I saw that on top of the silver sword, it was like a curtain of water, and then countless water droplets left the sword and shot from the void towards the white dust.

"Dust boy, be careful. Yang Qing shouted, swinging his sword one after another, and water droplets flew towards Bai Chen.

Bai Chen felt a pressure rushing towards his face, and his wrist began to turn, but his body did not advance or retreat, and he began to use the water arc sword he realized yesterday.

Everyone looked intently at the two people in the room.

Whoa!

Bai Chen's wrist turned faster, and he picked up the wooden sword in his hand and drew circles in place, and everyone was very surprised.

The raindrops shot out quickly, but they were bounced away at a distance of three feet from the wooden sword in Bai Chen's hand, and everyone was very surprised, but there was not a single fluctuation of aura from Bai Chen's body.

The sword-wielding old man who was watching the battle up close on the stage nodded, looking at Bai Chen's eyes with a little admiration.

But it didn't take long for Bai Chen to start gasping for breath, and he put his sword behind him, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or water droplets dripping down his forehead.

Yang Qing took the opportunity to bully himself, and stabbed straight at Bai Chen, and a water snake flew out from the silver sword and pounced on Bai Chen.

Boom!

Bai Chen was knocked out of the test table by the water snake, fell heavily to the ground, and the wooden sword in his hand was also broken.

The people present were all in an uproar, they heard a few days ago that there was a son in the Jin Mansion looking for someone to practice swords, and every time he won a game, he would give a hundred spirit stones, which made them very excited, and they were ready early, but they were thinking in their hearts, how could they win the sons of those families with the strength of their own spirit sect alone, and they were scared, and when they saw it today, they understood.

Bai Chen got up, gave Yang Qing a hundred spirit stones, and then returned to the test bench, sat down, and gasped for breath.

"Take a break. Bai Chen gasped and said to Yang Qing opposite.

"Okay, thank you. Yang Qing put a hundred spirit stones in his pocket and saluted to Bai Chen with a sword in one hand.

The old man with the sword looked at the other nine people who were about to move under the competition stage, and said, "You guys should go back today, and you will be notified when you are called." ”

The nine people looked at each other and finally looked at the golden fat man who was watching the battle on the stone steps not far away, only to see the golden fat man wave his hand to them, signaling them to leave, and the nine people saluted the two sides of the competition platform and the stone steps, and left quietly.

"Come, go on. Bai Chen stood up and said to Yang Qing.

Yang Qing nodded, and the silver sword in his hand shook violently.

"Dripping Sword!"

Yang Qing let out a low snort, and then pointed a sword at Bai Chen, and countless water droplets were densely covered around the tip of the sword, like a thin sword that had shrunk countless times, hovering around the silver sword.

Sou!

With a burst of breaking sound, Yang Qing's sword was a little in the void, and countless water droplets shot at Bai Chen, and then Yang Qing's sword came straight at Bai Chen.

Bai Chen's face was like a great enemy, and the water arc of one hand broke through a large area of water droplets, but he was still hit by some small water droplets, and there were a few small micropores on his body, which was spilling blood.

Bai Chen's face became solemn, Yang Qing's sword came, and Bai Chen's mind turned wildly, thinking about how to defeat Yang Qing.

While!

Yang Qing slashed with a sword, and Bai Chen could only subconsciously block.

But the wooden sword was split into two in the next moment, Bai Chen held the broken sword, and his body retreated rapidly, but Yang Qing still did not give up, and the silver snake danced in one hand, wrapped around the broken sword held by Bai Chen, and rolled the broken wooden sword into sawdust.

Immediately after that, Yang Qing handed out a sword again, and at this time, Bai Chen had no sword in his hand, and he was almost in a defeated position.

Bai Chen's eyes suddenly burst out with a burst of light, and then he pinched his sword fingers and faced Yang Qing.

He actually wanted to point his sword at Yang Qing's thin sword, but now that Bai Chen had long lost his previous physique, it was too bold to do so!

Yunling Sea, the island of the wicked.

Three gray-robed men arrived on the Wicked Island, one of whom was the gray-robed man who had been in the Golden Mansion before.

The people on the island saw three puffs of gray smoke fleeting, but they didn't think about it, they were all busy with their own things, and they were just dazzled.

On the Wicked Peak, next to the Wood Spirit Tree, only one of the top ten wicked people of the year is now left here, and there is a tombstone next to the wooden house, which is engraved with the words "The Tomb of the Dead Wife and Scorpion Beauty".

Since Bai Chen, Lao Sloppy and the rest of the wicked people left, the Wicked Peak has become the territory of the giant scorpion alone, and now his strength has improved a lot, and he has broken through to the Venerable realm.

He was sitting cross-legged on the Wood Spirit Tree at this time, when he suddenly sensed the arrival of three breaths, and immediately opened his eyes.

I saw three people in gray robes standing under the wood spirit tree, the aura fluctuations were unfathomable, the giant scorpion was like a great enemy, and the whole body was tense, and he didn't dare to breathe when he sat on the tree, for fear of attracting the attention of the three people.

One of the gray-robed men looked at the tree, and the giant scorpion's heart was cold, and he felt that he was about to finish, but the gray-robed man just glanced at him and turned his head, and did not do anything to him.

He saw that the three of them turned into wisps of gray smoke and went in the direction of the back mountain, so he jumped off the wood spirit tree and hesitated to go to the back mountain to have a look.

Back mountain, the grotto that left after the collapse was filled in, and now there is no trace of the previous half.

A gray-robed man crouched down and rubbed the dirt on the ground with his hands, and then countless gray smoke seeped into the ground, and in a while, there were more dried bloodstained dirt in his hands.

The gray-robed man stood up and sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose.

"It's him, no doubt, the same smell as the essence blood of a seven-hundred-year-old blood demon!" the gray-robed man shouted, and the other two stepped forward.

"When I was in Jincheng before, the blood demon had made a move, and its strength was only in the king realm. Another gray-robed man said that he was the one who had fled from the bloody battle of the kings.