Lin Chen, staring at Xiao Tian, there was a strong killing intent leaking out of his eyes, and it disappeared in a flash.

Li Tianhao stood up, squinted his eyes, trembled all over his body, and exclaimed, "This... This... This is impossible, how can he comprehend the sword intent?"

Sword Pavilion, dozens of disciples, all looked at Xiao Tian in a daze.

Long Lingxi, staring at the sword platform with wide stunned eyes, his heart was full of horror, "Tubaozi, is it really so powerful?"

Under the stage, about tens of thousands of swords in the hands of the long swords, brushed and brushed, broke free from the scabbard, and flew directly into the sky, constantly spinning, and making a chirping sound.

"What's going on?"

"How did my sword fly to the sky?"

......

"Return my sword!"

Similarly, about tens of thousands of mysteries, in their eyes, they were shocked and frightened, staring at the sword platform.

"Whew~!"

A cold air hit, and in the sky above the sword platform, the wind and clouds changed, and a petal of snowflakes fell and fell on the two of them.

At this moment, on the sword platform, in Xiao Tian's world, there was no shouting, wind, or snow drifting, everything was quiet and terrifying, and he himself seemed to disappear in the void, merging with the surrounding heaven and earth.

"It's... Ice Spirit Sword Intent? Impossible... Impossible, impossible!"

Feng Yang stood up, shook his head, stared at Xiao Tian with wide eyes, his heart was full of horror, "Big brother said that he would give him a chance, but he didn't expect to grant him the ancestor's Ice Spirit Sword Technique!"

Feng Yidao stood aside, closed his eyes, feeling the breathtaking sword intent, and in the dantian, there was a throbbing, as if there was a breakthrough.

On the rostrum, Zhuge Changkong, squinting his eyes and staring at the sword qi, muttered in his heart, "This old seven, really has great luck, and can actually learn the Ice Spirit Sword Intent that has been lost for thousands of years in the Northern Frontier Pavilion, but what kind of ecstasy did he pour into the madman?"

Dongfang Changqin, touching his beard, breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Xiao Nan, I'm going to lose!"

On the sword platform, Xiao Tian's eyes were slightly closed, and in his pupils, a fine light burst out, he raised his sword finger and waved it gently, and the snowflakes falling in the sky slowly converged and turned into an ice sword.

"Ice Spirit Falls Meteor with a Sword!"

Between the Xuan Ice, a cold air was emanated, and the temperature in the air plummeted again, and the tens of thousands of long swords floating around the ice sword were instantly covered with a thick layer of frost.

Xiao Tian's sword pointed at the sky, and the Xuanbing sword qi shot out instantly, and the heavens and the earth shook, as if the entire sky was about to fall.

"Huh~!"

Between the ice, like an ice thunder, it swept through the sky and shot over.

Huang Fu Nan, his face was full of solemnity, silently reciting the incantation, the armor on his body emitted a dazzling white light, and a thick sword qi barrier appeared in front of him.

"Coax~!"

With a sound, the sword qi shot directly through the barrier and hit Huang Fu Nan's armor, and in the void, it instantly condensed into an ice ball, wrapping Huang Fu Nan in the center, motionless.

Tens of thousands of long swords floating in the air fell from the sky as the Xuanbing sword qi dissipated, and they were stuck straight around the sword platform.

Put away the sword qi, the chill slowly disappeared, and on the top of the mountain, it changed back to its original state again!

"In this competition, Xiao Tiansheng wins!" the gold-clothed referee announced.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

In the crowd, thunderous applause and cheers broke out in an instant.

The corners of Xiao Xian's eyes twitched, his fists were clenched, his whole body was excited, and a smile appeared on his old face. Xiao Yidao's face was full of joy.

Xiao Feng, Xiao Peng, Xiao Yishan, and Xiao Meng, their faces were full of joy.

In the east, the VIP sat down, Long Lingxi held his mouth, his eyes were full of incredulity, "God, in the past three years, he has actually reached this realm?"

Elder Qin, Li Tianhao, and Luo Wenji, the same, their eyes were full of incredulity, staring at Xiao Tian tightly. Lin Chen's eyes oozed a cold light, and his face was full of complicated colors.

In the crowd of sword discussions, Lei Ming was slightly surprised, while the fat man had a smile leaking from the corner of his mouth, as if everything was expected.

Xiao Tian raised his sword finger, flicked it lightly, and shot out a sword qi that hit the ice cube. The ice split apart in an instant, bursting open.

Huang Fu Nan's body was weak, and then he fainted on the sword platform and lost consciousness, and several sword disciples saw this, and quickly stepped forward and helped Huang Fu Nan to leave.

Xiao Tian smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked off the ring under the awe-inspiring gaze of everyone.

......

The game is still going on, and the fourth game is the disciple of Dongyang Peak against Gao Jin, there is no doubt that Gao Jin entered the next round smoothly with a crushing attitude.

......

"In the fifth game, Yue Lingling vs. Li Jun!" the gold-clothed referee announced.

Yue Lingling is Shangguan Yun's descendant disciple, while Li Jun is just a disciple of the outer sect of Beiyang Peak.

However, this Li Jun, who was only seventeen years old, was able to reach the Bronze Realm, and among the outer disciples, he could be regarded as a leader.

At this moment, Yue Lingling and Li Jun were standing on both sides of the ring.

Under the ring, a large group of people gathered, waving flags and shouting, cheering for the two.

"Senior Sister Yue, come on! Senior Sister Yue, come on!"

"Senior Brother Li, you will win! Senior Brother Li, you will win!"

Li Jun's face was solemn, full of worry, he knew Yue Lingling's strength, if he was tough, he would definitely lose, and if he wanted to win, he could only rely on wisdom.

The two looked at each other, clasped hands and saluted, Li Jun looked at Yue Lingling and said with a smile: "The junior brother is not the opponent of the senior sister, please be merciful to the senior sister." ”

Yue Lingling also smiled slightly, and said, "Senior Brother Du, don't be too modest, whether you win or lose, just do your best." ”

Li Jun's eyes lit up, nodded, and said loudly: "It's rare that senior sister is so open-minded, and junior brother can teach you." ”

"Bell~!"

The bell rings and the game officially begins.

A trace leaked from the corner of Yue Lingling's mouth, and he silently recited the incantation, and in the void, the wind and clouds changed, and the aura changed for a while.

"Huh~!"

"Huh~!"

"Huh~!"

Three huge Qingfeng blades appeared out of thin air and slashed directly towards Li Jun one after another.

"Bronze-level, wind-based mysticism?"

A smile leaked from the corner of Xiao Tian's mouth, and he nodded slightly, "At this time, the bronze high-level occult arts, and Li Jun only has primary strength, no accident, within three moves, you can distinguish the winner from the loser!"

Li Jun solemnly recited the incantation, and his body was covered with bronze armor.

"Huh~!"

The blade of light slashes through at great speed.

Li Jun was startled, his feet touched the ground, his body floated out horizontally, avoiding the first wind blade, and then the carp rolled, one prostrate, avoiding the second wind blade, very embarrassed.

Seeing Yue Lingling attacking again, Li Jun also recited the incantation silently, what time, in the sky, the wind and clouds surged.

"Bronze-level occult arts, Hao Fireball technique!"

In the void, a ten-meter-long fireball fell from the sky and smashed towards Yue Lingling, and the flames soared into the sky.

(End of chapter)