"Yingxue Fairy, be careful!"

Seeing that Wan Yingxue did not take the initiative to attack, Ling Zhongyi made a "pout", and his calm eyes reflected the refraction of the sword body, and the long sword was unsheathed.

The soft sword is like a swimming snake, a move of the snake out of the hole, the internal force of the true qi controls the sword body, and then the qi sinks into the dantian, the true qi pours into the feet, and the body moves instantaneously, attacking the body.

The momentum of the sword move can be done like this, and it can be seen that this Yuemenlou Ling Zhongyi must be a person who works hard in the cold and summer, and between every move and style, he is fused with his sweat day and night, but he lacks some martial arts roots and martial arts talent.

Swish!

The silver frost sword was unsheathed, and it was cold and silver.

Wan Yingxue's eyes stared calmly at the tip of the Silver Frost Sword, and after the Silver Frost Soft Sword in her hand was unsheathed, with the amazing true qi in Wan Yingye's body, she actually used the secret of sword cultivation that ordinary disciples had worked hard all their lives and could not comprehend!

A high-vibration fine true qi ripple, with the hilt of the silver snake long sword in his hand as the origin, the internal force swayed and turned into sword qi.

"Ahh ”

Shocked, Ling Zhongyi quickly retreated, but he still failed to avoid the contact with Wan Yingxue's sword qi, the sword body "buzzed" sound, and the powerful true qi impact made his fingers soft, and the sword body shook out a gap.

True Qi gathered at his feet, and Ling Zhongyi flew away.

The sword qi swept over, on the cloud platform, the granite standing in place drew a sharp gap, Wan Yingxue bullied up, the breeze was blowing, the white clothes were fluttering, a move of the immortal pointed the way, and the silver frost sword qi was unstoppable.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, another True Qi infused soft sword accurately blocked it.

The silver frost sword qi collided with it, and the powerful true qi blocked it, and Wan Yingxue stepped on the snow without a trace, and flew away.

It was Gengchen Mountain's referee who guarded the old man and made a timely move.

"At such a young age, he can cultivate half a foot of sword qi, amazing qualifications, it is really rare, it is Ling Zhongyi, the heir of the Yuemenlou family, who lost. ”

Ling Zhongyi sighed lightly and glanced at the gap on the sword's body, he was afraid that if he came twice, this close-fitting sword would be cut off by the opponent's fierce sword qi, and in addition to being afraid, he couldn't help but have admiration and yearning for Tiannan Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

"The fairy is so young, he can cultivate sword qi, and his qualifications are so excellent that he can't reach the dust below, and he is losing down. ”

A decent gentleman must look like a decent gentleman.

The so-called Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is not the second, the skill is not as good as the person, and if you lose, you will lose, and you will learn from each other, make progress, discuss with each other, and step into a higher realm of martial arts, which is also the reason why Tiannan is a sword in the right way.

"Concession. ”

After Wan Yingye returned the salute, in the midst of many stunning eyes, he walked in the direction of Wan Yingzong and Wan Yingye's Yunshan Sect.

"Senior Sister Yingxue!"

Although there was a lot of jealousy for this senior sister in his heart, it was related to the face of the sect, Wan Yingye couldn't help but wave and cheer excitedly, with a happy smile on his face.

Next to him, Wan Yingzong had an incredible and glamorous gaze, and he was a little carried away with joy and a little out of shape.

And it's no wonder.

Three years ago, Wan Yingzong participated in the Tiannan Sword Discussion on behalf of the Yunshan Sect, whether it was martial arts or sword moves, it was far inferior to his current self, but now Wan Yingxue is not only better than today's self, but also obtained the Silver Frost Sword and cultivated half a foot of sword qi.

With such strength, I am afraid that it will break through the best results achieved by the Yunshan Sect in the history of the Tiannan Sword!

Nearby, many disciples and elders of the sect family looked over and sighed with admiration.

Wan Yingxue's face was not happy or worried, and the people in front of her gave way to the side and looked back.

"Senior sister, you have actually cultivated sword qi! I heard my mother say that she was rated as a sword cultivation wizard in Shadow Moon Mountain Villa by her grandfather, and she only barely cultivated her sword qi after she was thirty years old. ”

Wan Yingye's words are true.

Wan Yingxue shook her head, with a cold temperament, barely letting a smile appear on the corner of her mouth, and explained: "It's just that with the help of the master's Silver Frost Sword, combined with my special true qi, I can barely cultivate half a foot of true qi." It's okay to deal with ordinary disciples, but if you encounter other sword qi masters, you will inevitably be defeated. ”

"Senior sister doesn't have to be modest, in my opinion, with your current skills, it is inevitable to break into the top 100 Tiannan Swords, and the top 32 are also very promising, that is, to compete for the top of this Tiannan Swords, there is also a glimmer of life!"

Wan Yingzong said excitedly.

At this moment, a white-clothed and dignified young man next to him walked over, hugged his fists at Wan Yingxue and said: "Wei Yuanqiao, a disciple of the Xia Minshan faction, when the girl was on the stage just now, she was heroic and extraordinary, and she didn't know ......."

"I'm sorry, but I still have something to do. ”

Wan Yingxue interrupted the words, returned the salute slightly, and after a cold voice, turned to leave.

"Senior sister. ”

Wan Yingye chased after him, leaving Wan Yingzong behind.

Although he didn't like it in every way, Wan Yingzong had to make a famous and decent disciple's demeanor, and after talking to this slightly embarrassed disciple of the Minshan faction, he talked to each other for a few words, and then turned around and left, catching up with the two junior sisters who had already walked to another cloud platform.

"Senior Sister Yingxue, after all, everyone is a fellow practitioner, if you can make friends, let's make more friends. ”

In the face of Wan Yingzong's persuasion, Wan Yingxue said: "Senior Brother Yingzong, you know that I have always liked to be quiet and focus on cultivation, and I don't like these trivial things. Instead of being polite with him and wasting time, it is better to look at other sects and peers to discuss swords and gain some experience and knowledge. ”

After a pause, Wan Yingxue continued: "Besides, these people who take the initiative to visit should visit Senior Brother." Today's preliminary round, I still have three sword discussions, if it is such a hypocritical entertainment for everyone, I don't know if I came here to talk and make friends, or to learn about swords. ”

"Hey......"

It's Wan Yingzong, and he doesn't know what to say for a while.

Thirty-two gimbals, about three zhang in diameter, are made of the strongest granite marble.

Half on the top of the mountain, half in the clouds, the two sides of the sword in this lightning cloud ethereal, selfless fighting, will be cold and hot for ten years of sword intent, in this short moment to compete for the victory.

Martial arts people duel, especially fighting with sharp blades and weapons, rarely fight hundreds of rounds like Mr. Storyteller.

No matter how strong the true qi in the body is, if it is continuously stimulated, at most half a pillar of incense time, the true qi will be exhausted and reduced to an ordinary martial artist, which is also the reason why no matter how powerful a master is, he is afraid of being attacked by a group.

In this way, with various moves evolved in various swordsmanship, martial arts people often have a victory or defeat in a few rounds or so at most.

But the difference between victory and defeat is the accumulation of countless days and nights, or all kinds of luck.

Like between Wan Yingxue and Ling Zhongyi, just one face, two moves to end the battle, this is the real martial arts, life and death, often in a short flick of the fingers.

Half an hour later.

Wan Yingxue, on behalf of the Yunshan Sect, competed with a female disciple of the Yuhua Sect again, and won after two moves, presumably this young female disciple of the Yunshan Sect who had already cultivated her sword qi had already entered the eyes of some major sects.

After that, there were two more sword competitions, and the first day of Tiannan Sword was over.

Wan Yingxue has won all four times, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, she will compete six more times, and if she can maintain more than eight wins, she will be eligible to be promoted to the top 100.

"With my senior sister's skills, I will definitely be able to easily win eight sword battles and qualify for the top 100!"

Wan Yingye said confidently, but his eyes looked at Wan Yingzong with affection, his eyes full of joy.

Wan Yingzong is between the two junior sisters, the two beauties, both of whom are peerless women of the first rank in the Sword Conference, although they have different appearances, they have their own merits, and they have attracted a lot of attention.

The so-called red face and troubled water, the land of right and wrong, Wan Yingzong obviously felt a lot of pressure.

"With your Senior Sister Yingxue's skills, although it is not a problem to advance, it is not necessarily easy. Among the rivers and lakes, there are countless geniuses, capable people come out in large numbers, there are mountains outside the mountains, and prudence is the best. ”

In the gap between the souls, the bewitching devil heard this and let out a laugh.

This is true.

Through the observation of the bewitching devil on this day, among the young juniors of Tiannan Lunjian, Wan Yingxue's skills are indeed outstanding, but there are still some who are equally excellent, and even more excellent.

"Ye'er?"

Wan Yingye was about to say something, when suddenly, a happy voice in the distance made Wan Yingye slightly stunned, and the three of Yunshan Sect turned around and looked.

"Grandpa!"

After Wan Yingye saw this white-eyed old man, his heart suddenly burst into joy.