Yan Xiangyang bit his lip, his eyes were very complicated, Wen Qingye was not his enemy of two moves when he first came to Qishan Academy, and Yan Xiangyang still had absolute confidence that he could defeat him when the Four Mountains would be martial, but now, Yan Xiangyang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Compared with Wen Tongyu, whose talent is more superior?" Yan Xiangyang suddenly thought, Yan Xiangyang looked at the proud back, but found the answer in her heart, no matter who would win, suddenly, she didn't know what's wrong, anyway, she didn't want Wen Qingye to lose, maybe this person was born with a charm, a convincing bearing.

The students of the inner courtyard also looked a little solemn, Wen Qingye's swordsmanship and footwork amazed them, whether it was Wen Qingye's combat experience or unparalleled swordsmanship, they found that Wen Qingye was very outstanding.

Wang Chong's eyes narrowed slightly: "It's a bit interesting, but it's not so simple after the twelfth layer."

At this time, several figures came in the distance, although most of the students in the outer courtyard did not know each other, but the leader was still very familiar to them, it was Nie Qinglan.

"Vice Dean!" said everyone around him respectfully.

The students in the inner courtyard also became docile at this time, and they did not have the slightest appearance of domineering.

Nie Qinglan looked at Wang Chong and said, "What is the result of the current assessment?"

Wang Chong stepped forward and said slowly: "At present, there are thirty-seven people who have passed the assessment, sixteen people have passed, and the last one is being assessed."

Behind Nie Qinglan was a middle-aged man with a long sword, at this time he looked at the water curtain and smiled: "Hey, yes, this last student from the outer courtyard seems to have broken through to the twelfth floor, it seems that this is also considered to have passed."

Nie Qinglan looked towards the water curtain, she saw Wen Qingye at a glance, and couldn't help laughing: "It turned out to be him!"

The middle-aged man was puzzled, "The vice dean seems to know this student?"

Nie Qinglan said with a smile in her eyes: "That's right, he is the Wen Qingye I said."

"Oh?" the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and looked at the water curtain.

Nie Qinglan continued: "Wait a minute, Chen Xuanxi, can you see how this child's swordsmanship is? I feel that this son's swordsmanship is extraordinary, you are a swordsman, you should be able to see a little bit."

The middle-aged man nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm also looking forward to the Tianjiao of this outer courtyard."

At this time, Wen Qingye had already reached the thirteenth floor.

"Roar!"

A loud noise spread in the air, and I saw a huge red lizard appear in front of Wen Qingye, about four zhang long (more than three meters per zhang, counting the tail), the lizard's body was covered with purple-black scale armor, and the scale armor exuded a strange aura in the dark air.

The eyes of the red lizard were glowing with a touch of blue, and its long tongue was spit out, and the red tongue carried a fishy smell, and its eyes looked at Wen Qingye deadly.

"This is the demon beast fire armor lizard of the peak of the Refining Yuan Seventh Heaven."

"This demon beast of the Refining Yuan Seventh Heaven is definitely comparable to the strength of an ordinary martial artist Refining Yuan Eight Heavens."

"The thirteenth layer is so strong, isn't it even more difficult for the one in the back?"

The new students of the outer courtyard gasped when they saw this Tongtian Martial Pavilion.

..........

The sword in Wen Qingye's hand shook, and a cold light shot out quickly, and he rushed forward quickly with a step.

"The moon is in the sky!"

The sword in Wen Qingye's hand danced rapidly, and several fierce cold rays slowly appeared on the sword body as thin as cicada wings, and several moon-white sword qi suddenly appeared, and the sword qi continued to converge, as if it had turned into a crescent moon in the sky.

"Roar!"

The fire armored lizard saw Wen Qingye rushing over, with a trace of anger in his eyes, the huge red iron tail swept towards Wen Qingye, the hunting wind howled, Wen Qingye seemed to feel a pain in his eyes.

"Boom, boom!"

Wen Qingye's sword qi slashed at the fire armor lizard's iron tail, making a sound of metal crashing.

"Si!"

Wen Qingye felt a shock in his arm, half of his arm was numb, and he couldn't help but take four or five steps backwards.

"What a powerful iron tail," Wen Qingye couldn't help frowning.

Seeing Wen Qingye deflated, the fire-armored lizard rushed towards Wen Qingye with great joy, stepping on the stone bricks of the thirteenth-story Tongtian Martial Pavilion, emitting an earthquake-like feeling.

Even though everyone was outside the Heavenly Martial Pavilion, through this water curtain, they seemed to be able to feel the danger of the fire armor lizard.

"Whew!"

The firearmed lizard slammed out its long tongue, as fast as lightning, like a flying arrow.

Wen Qingye hurriedly set up his Qingxia sword to block, the blade directly picked up the hard tongue of the fire armor lizard, and the fire armor lizard quickly rushed towards Wen Qingye, Wen Qingye saw that he hurriedly retreated to the back.

Wen Qingye's footwork is extremely fast, and every time he escapes, the location he chooses is extremely weird, although the huge body of the fire armor lizard is flexible, it will still not be able to catch up with Wen Qingye for a while.

A student from the inner courtyard snorted coldly: "Hmph, with this bit of strength, you dare to break into the thirteenth floor?"

The person next to him shook his head and said sarcastically: "Hey, if you are dominant in the outer courtyard, do you think you are really invincible in the world?"

Wang Chong hooked the corner, and also smiled contemptuously: "It's really disappointing me, I can't even get past the thirteenth floor, and I still want the fourteenth floor?"

When everyone in the inner courtyard saw that Wen Qingye was blocked, they all looked gloating.

And Chen Xuanxi looked at Wen Qingye's falling moon sword technique, and groaned in his heart, why didn't he understand the charm of that sword?

"Pounce!"

The fire armored lizard looked at Wen Qingye, who kept running away, and suddenly stopped, opened its mouth, and the raging flames suddenly erupted from its mouth, and the flames roared and roared, and the surrounding air was burned and distorted.

"Oh no, the firearmoured lizard breathed fire"

Everyone's hearts were tight, the most powerful thing about the fire armor lizard was the flame in its mouth, as long as people were burned by this flame for less than three seconds, they would be burned to ashes immediately.

The scorching waves of air hit Wen Qingye like waves of tide, Wen Qingye had been forced into a corner at this time, and there was nowhere to hide, but at this moment, Wen Qingye's eyes flashed suddenly.

Wen Qingye's right foot kicked towards the wall, and then that force rushed backwards towards the rolling flames of the fire armor lizard.

"Oh my God, what is Wen Qingye doing?"

"He actually rushed into the flames of the firearmed lizard, is he looking for death?"

"The flame temperature of the fire armor lizard is so high, Wen Qingye is too arrogant."

Everyone looked at the water curtain in disbelief, not understanding what Wen Qingye was doing.

Seeing the lightning and fire, the sword in Wen Qingye's hand slashed forward, as if it was bland and inconspicuous.

But at this time, everyone suddenly discovered that after Wen Qingye's sword blade met the flames of the fire armor lizard, the raging flames began to sweep wildly around, as if they were split by Wen Qingye's sword blade.

A sword split a wave of fire!

Wen Qingye held a sword in his hand and walked through the air, as if he was a graceful butterfly fluttering.

"Pounce!"

Wen Qingye stabbed his sword towards the throat of the fire-armored lizard, and the fire-armored lizard was immediately unable to dodge, and was directly wiped out by Wen Qingye's sword, and the scarlet blood splashed more than three feet high.

Wen Qingye took a deep breath, glanced at the corpse of the fire-armored lizard, and walked directly towards the fourteenth floor without resting.

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