"Shocking Qianyun, twelve years old, the first level of Qi Cultivation Realm, what a high talent is required!" Chen Lan and the others are all shocked in their hearts! A twelve-year-old first-level martial artist of the Qi Cultivation Realm, you must know that Bai Chengzhong, who has the best talent in the village, is only at the peak of the first layer, but Bai Chengzhong is almost fourteen years old, and Long Lihua, who caught up later, is also thirteen years old, and the gap can be seen.

Everyone was silent for a while, Bai Chengzhong groaned slightly, and then raised his feet and prepared to step forward to meet him, but saw Long Lihua Lianbu lightly raised, and greeted him, Long Lihua said: "Senior Brother Bai, this son looks to be extraordinary, and he is prepared, the little sister will go up to explore the truth first, after all, the senior brother is the strongest among us, and it is not appropriate to expose it too early!" "Senior sister, be careful!" Bai Chengzhong nodded slightly. Not far away, the four main owners who were drinking in the Hongke Building were paying attention to the situation in the square. "Brother Long, this amazing Qianyun is quite extraordinary, it is my top seed player in Aoki Town, after returning from the White Python Mountain experience some time ago, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he can challenge by leaping over the level, and he can be called invincible at the same level, he is the grandson of the mayor of Aoki Town, look at the female doll, she is calm, her inner qi is full, and she is also your seed player, but I don't know how many moves that female doll can take in Qianyun's hands?" Old ghost Qiu, although the frightened Qianyun is extremely extraordinary, but my Lihua's girl is not muddy, if you are shocked by the Qianyun accidentally, I think you old ghost is afraid that you have no face to see people!" Although Long Lao is calm and light on the surface, he is still not very optimistic about Long Lihua in his heart. Long Teng on the side frowned deeply, although Senior Sister Lihua is not bad, but her daughter is far inferior to men in terms of qi and blood, looking at the blood-colored spear on the back of the shocking Qianyun, at least 10,000 catties of weight, it seems that the junior sister has little hope of winning, only if the sword is light and agile, there is a glimmer of hope. But Guan Zhonghe had an interesting look on his face. In fact, in the triennial Qingshu election, all the contestants in Aoki Town will have this situation every time they gather in front of the town mansion, these are the things that the elders acquiesce into, let the juniors warm up before the election, and it is also a disguised consideration for them, after all, these teenagers represent the hope of the entire Aoki people, which is the so-called fighting to raise the war and stimulate the fighting spirit of the teenagers.

At this time, the amazing Qianyun on the field saw Long Lihua coming, and he also had some admiration in his heart, as a woman, he actually bore the brunt of the attack, just this courage is not all martial artists have, and at the same time, Jing Qianyun also secretly amazed, among the peers, like this senior sister in front of him is not only extraordinary, but also looks like a heavenly young woman is rare! This makes the always cold, arrogant and taciturn Jing Qianyun actually made a fist and said more: "This senior sister, the sword and gun have no eyes, please be more careful!" "Thank you for being surprised, please!" Long Lihua smiled and clenched her fists. The gunman - the king of soldiers, a gun in the hand of a thousand clouds suddenly seemed to change a person, a sense of slaughter permeated everywhere, as if the god of war was in the world, the rapid spear of the 'sweeping thousands of armies' slashed a lightning bolt in the void, a strand of hair fell from his forehead, Long Lihua was shocked, just a shot himself was almost injured, it seems that he is still a little light. At this time, Long Lihua was like a fairy dancing in the air, it seemed to be very slow but it was light and fast, the three-foot Qingfeng in the hand of the 'sword finger breeze' stabbed at the right shoulder of Jing Qianyun very fiercely, a sword qi crossed the right shoulder of Jing Qianyun, and the right shoulder of Jing Qianyun sank rapidly, and a small wound like a hair appeared on the right shoulder, and the first round had its own merits. A trace of solemnity appeared on Jing Qianyun's cold face, and Long Lihua was extremely cautious. "Hey! Although the female baby said that the exercises she practiced were only low-level grades, she saw that her body was graceful and agile, and her swordsmanship was also light and elegant, and she seemed to be well versed in the essence of it! Yes, yes, it is rare to see such a baby now! Even the cold and arrogant temper of this kid who is shocked by Qianyun has to be treated differently, hehe, it is a little interesting!" "Qiu Wudao, I warn you, don't mess around with any bad ideas, otherwise the old man won't play with you!" Long Lao warned in a fierce voice, looking like he was about to face each other with life and death if he didn't agree with each other, and the two of them shook their heads. With a sound of 'bell', the sharp tip of the dragon spear stabbed at Long Lihua's sword body one foot away, and the fierce force shook Long Lihua's tiger mouth, and the whole right arm was stinging, at the critical moment, the left arm of the shocked Qianyun retreated slightly, unloading the strength of Sancheng, Long Lihua put away the sword and hugged his fist and said: "Thank you for the mercy of the junior brother, Lihua is willing to bow down!" "The junior brother just took advantage of the weapon, but the senior sister's swordsmanship is amazing and admirable!" This kid is talking nonsense today, as if he has changed someone!" Next, several teenagers were itching, and they came forward to challenge each other, but they had their own winners and losers. Seeing that the teenagers knew each other a lot, talking and laughing, the four people in the restaurant nodded secretly. Seeing that the time was almost up, several people gathered people and went straight to Qingyun City.

More than ten days have passed, and Qingyun City has been visible in the distance. Looking from afar, the reckless and majestic Qingyun City is shocking from the heart, majestic and magnificent, the whole city can not be seen at a glance, the city wall exudes a hazy cyan halo, and the blue and red city flags are waving in the wind in the void. "Qingyun City, I'm here!" The young martial artists waved to Qingyun City in the air with excited expressions, and the heat and blood in their hearts instantly boiled. "A group of rabbit cubs, ghosts crying wolves, noisy grandpa and my ears are almost deaf, give me some peace one by one, be careful grandpa, I kick you down!" Qiu Wudao scolded and warned these juniors, seeing Long Lao and Long Teng smile bitterly.

Seeing that it was only ten miles away from Qingyun City, the young warriors couldn't help but stir up collectively, only to see the green winged dragon eagle hovering in the void, and a few young people dancing almost fell into the void from the huge eagle's back, "Damn!" I don't know who couldn't help but roar, causing a commotion. Under the signal of Long Teng, the dragon eagle slowly landed on the ground. "This place is hundreds of years ago, Qingyun City Lord Jiang Yuanshan predecessors wielded a sword to kill themselves, later generations of warriors to mourn Jiang seniors heart Qingyun, bow to the end, feel the virtue of the predecessors, build a Thanksgiving Pavilion here, over time, but all the people who go to Qingyun City, will be in front of the Thanksgiving Pavilion to remember Jiang seniors, my generation of warriors are all Qingyun people's clan, should be grateful for the righteousness of the predecessors, for the strength of Qingyun to throw blood, unswerving!"

In front of them, a corridor more than ten zhang wide and ten miles long from south to north appeared in front of everyone. In the middle of a square pavilion more than ten zhang wide, a cyan sculpture that is not tall but exudes awe-inspiring righteousness stands majestically, a sharp bronze long sword lies between the neck of the statue, a pair of angry eyes look at Qingyun City from afar, two lines of blood and tears gurgle out from between the round eyes, this is how heroic and poignant, Long Mudao, Qiu Wudao, Long Teng, Guan Zhonghe and a group of young people have bowed three times as if admiring. There is no doubt that this statue is a generation of Qingyun City Lord Jiang Yuanshan, Qingyun was able to rise to the promoter of the Longshan Empire who ruled the country with martial arts, and with such a sad picture, composing the place where generations of Qingyun warriors threw their blood for it. In the world, if there is a trace of Qingyun feelings, he will not regret it until death. Next to this statue of vicissitudes, there are six warriors on both sides, all with blood and tears in their eyes, these twelve statues are the only remaining warriors who participated in the big competition, the statue carving is lifelike, every action is so vivid and expressive, people can't help but be in this sad atmosphere. As a son and daughter of Qingyun, if you don't contribute to Qingyun, what face will you have to visit the shrine.

Just when everyone was still immersed in this sad atmosphere, a heroic young man dressed in white knelt on the ground, and his mouth seemed to be singing: "The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return! Senior, please accept a thousand bows, your wish will be fulfilled by my generation!" "Uh! What a big breath, such arrogant words!" But it is also the voice of countless Qingyun people. 'Cangchang', I saw the young man in white holding a seven-foot-long, sword-wide and glowing long sword, cut his index finger, pointed at the sky and said loudly: "Senior, junior swear in front of you today, if you violate this word, you will be punished by heaven! Swear to defend the dignity of my Qingyun, and one day I will make Qingyun the best in Longshan!" Everyone listened to the oath of the young man in white, clenched their fists one by one, and secretly swore in their hearts: "Swear to defend the dignity of Qingyun to the death!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Lan, who has always been taciturn, also secretly swore to himself: "Self-improvement, just for protection!" 'Bang' was full of energy, and the air flow of Ma Xichao's whole body next to him was flowing wildly, and streams of heaven and earth aura swept in, and the ninth layer of the Shaoqi Realm - breakthrough!