Aurora Continent, Qianguo, Yanzhou, Shangqingshan, Changshengzong.

It is now the twenty-first day of the lunar month, and it is the day of the end of the year of the Immortal Sect.

On the six huge martial arts platforms in front of the main peak of Shangqingshan, Qianyuan Peak, the six huge martial arts platforms were already surrounded by disciples watching the battle. Victory after defeat was divided on a tournament platform surrounded by a magic circle.

Perhaps because this year is the time to recruit inner disciples once every five years, so those outer disciples on the stage are fighting extremely fiercely, and from time to time someone is carried down by the people of the Pharmacology Hall because of a heavy coma.

"In the next game, Li Jingxuan, an eighth-layer disciple of the outer gate forging body of the Guixuan Palace, faced Qianwu, an eighth-layer disciple of the outer gate forging body of the Qingfeng Palace. "A competition has just been decided, and the blood of the loser has not been wiped clean, and the steward in charge of the control of the competition platform shouted loudly.

The way of cultivation is based on the cultivation of vitality, and under the fairyland, the five levels are determined, which are divided into: forging the body, inducing qi, refining the gods, holding the yuan, and transforming the spirit.

The realm of forging the body is the first stage of cultivation and is the foundation of all cultivation.

There are ten layers of forging realm. However, if the forging body is above the sixth layer, it can be accepted by the sect as an inner disciple, so there are not many junjie who have forged more than six layers in the outer gate.

At this time, with the shout of the steward, a purple-clad young man with a strong body, muscles, thick eyebrows and big eyes flew onto the competition platform. As soon as he stood still, he took a thick black sword off his back, and stood on the ground heavily, looking nervously at the other direction of the competition platform, which was where his opponent Li Jingxuan came up.

For his opponents, Qianwu attaches great importance to them.

"Cultivating the mad demon Li Jingxuan, the iron sleeves are invincible!" This is a sentence that has been widely circulated among the disciples of the outer sect of the Immortal Sect.

It is said that there are countless outer disciples who think highly of themselves and try to challenge this newcomer disciple who was treated differently by the elders of the sect and given some special treatment, but they were all overturned in the gutter by his "iron sleeve flowing clouds" stunt.

The prestige of men is made. For Li Jingxuan, a guy who is famous for his experience in a hundred battles, Qianwu doesn't dare to be careless, he doesn't want to be a stepping stone for Li Jingxuan to go further.

The whirring mountain wind blew from the jousting platform, which was completely repaired with white marble, and it brought up the bangs on Qianwu's forehead and messed up the green silk on his head.

In this whirring mountain wind, Li Jingxuan's slightly emaciated body appeared on the competition platform.

I saw that he was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a long face like a goose egg and extremely round, and the slender willow eyebrows on his fair face were gently raised, and a pair of long and elf-like starry eyes flashed with this cold brilliance under his eyebrows. Between these black eyes, a nose bridge like green onion and jade stood straight down. The two thin lips under him were tightly clenched, but they destroyed his soft temperament and brought a bit of coldness.

At this time, he was dressed in a blue robe, holding a sheathed magic sword in his right hand, but his left hand was with long sleeves hanging lightly, and the empty sleeves were swaying lightly in the wind, but it set off his already thin body.

"Senior Brother Qianwu, I'm invited. Li Jingxuan gave a salute to Qianwu with a horizontal sword in one hand.

"Senior Brother Li, it's polite. Qianwu returned the salute with a sword, and then raised the big sword in his hand horizontally to his chest, took a deep breath, and calmed down his increasingly nervous heart: "I have heard of the name of my junior brother for a long time, but I am stingy. Today, you and I are together for the first time, but I don't want my junior brother to be a one-armed person. ”

Before the two sides could make a move, the verbal exchange began.

Although Qianwu seemed to be honest, his words were as sharp as a sword, and he immediately pointed at Li Jingxuan's sore spot.

However, his words did not provoke any fluctuations in Li Jingxuan's heart, three years have passed since the incident, and he has already downplayed the fact that he is not "complete".

At that moment, he laughed lightly: "Hehe...... Many people looked down on me because of my one-armed man, but they all became my defeated men because of it. Senior Brother Qianwu, you have to be careful. My empty sleeves are not much weaker than your hands. ”

As soon as he said this, Li Jingxuan's momentum increased a little more. Qianwu can see clearly, this is Li Jingxuan using his past achievements to give him extra points.

"Thank you, junior brother, for your advice. Qianwu nodded his head very seriously in response, "But I don't think I'll be one of them." ”

As he spoke, he took a step forward, and the big sword in his hand stabbed forward, and a white sword shot out from the tip of the sword, pointing directly at Li Jingxuan's face.

In the face of the sudden sword light, Li Jingxuan's face did not change, and he stood motionless, as if he was frightened and stupid, and seemed to be confident.

Seeing that the sword suddenly appeared three feet in front of him, he only frowned slightly, his thin lips grinned, and he opened his mouth to spit out two cold words: "Water shield!"

But he saw a blue round shield appear in front of him out of thin air, just before the sword light reached him, blocking the path of the sword ray. The sword rushed forward, submerged into the round shield, and seemed to break through the shield.

However, at this moment, the blue luft above the round shield swirled, and it became a pulling force of its own, tearing, disintegrating, and devouring the sword that was submerged in the shield. A moment later, the sharp sword was long gone, and the blue water shield was growing larger as if it had taken a tonic.

"What's going on? The shield ......" Although it was just a simple attack and defense, the duel between Li Jingxuan and Qianwu had already surprised the onlookers.

"Spell Compound...... Add Vortex to Water Shield to merge the two into one. This change increased the defensive effect of the Water Shield by nearly 30%. This Li Jingxuan...... But he really has some ability, he is a person from the Guixuan Palace? How can such a disciple who has a deep understanding of magic be in the Guixuan Palace? I think he should be transferred to our Wenzhen Palace. Yu Hezi, the elder of the Wen Seal Hall of the Immortal Sect who was watching all this somewhere, raised his chest-length white beard and shouted at Yu Ningzi, the hall master of the Guixuan Palace, "How about it? Let this little guy come to our Wen Seal Palace, and I will give you one more disciple place." ”

"It can't be. Yu Ningzi, the hall master of the Guixuan Palace, who had a beard on his face and beard, even if he was wearing a Taoist robe, could not hide his burly and sturdy body, and shook his head decisively: "Don't bother with this." This Li Jingxuan has been set by my junior brother Yu Zhenzi. He modified his unique skill 'Flowing Cloud Hand' and passed it on to this kid. Didn't you hear those outer disciples say this kid's nickname?--'Iron Sleeve Liuyun', that says it all. ”

"Hey...... How can this be?" Yuhezi was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly muttered unwillingly: "This is not in accordance with the rules...... I know that Senior Brother Yu Zhenzi is a good person, but this is not ......"

"This matter was reported to the head of the sect, and the head of the sect agreed. After all, this kid is too miserable. Something like that happened to him makes me shudder even when I think about it. Yu Ningzi sighed and shook his head, he looked at Yu Hezi, who still didn't quite understand, and said: "He is a surviving civilian of the 'Northern War' three years ago. “

"Ah......h

The "War to the North" was a sweep launched by the Northern Army of the Qianguo against the scorpion tribe on the grassland three years ago.

The reason for this is that the scorpions went south to plunder the border. With the cooperation of Neiying, they broke through 11 county towns in Qianguo and plundered 300,000 people to return to the north.

At that time, the Qianguo was fighting within the country because of the death of the old emperor, and he didn't pay attention to these **** things at all.

In desperation, Wen Xuan, the general of the Northern Army of Qianguo, had no choice but to send troops to raid the Scorpion Khan Court privately. After a fight, although the Northern Army won the final victory and saved 100,000 people, it was disgusted by the court and cut down to the people because it did not respect the emperor's order and provoked a war without permission.

As a result, the "war to chase the north" has become a matter that the cadres and the DPRK have kept secret.

Of course, such a war in the secular court had little to do with these cultivators of the Immortal Sect. The reason why Yu Hezi shut up, the reason why Yu Ningzi sighed, and even the reason why Yu Zhenzi treated Li Jingxuan differently was because he had experienced the "War to the North" civilians, and he had encountered the most terrible thing in the world.

"Two-legged sheep" - this is how the scorpion people at that time looked at these border people who had been plundered by themselves and returned to the north.

A sigh of "Alas......" has explained a lot, and there is hatred and sorrow in it.

However, this is only a thing of the past after all, and for now, they are still focused on the battle below.

At this time, they were located in the Shangqing Palace, the treasure of the Immortal Sect. The Shangqing Hall, which was originally enshrined in the main hall, has expanded from a small seal that is only one inch square to a size of nearly 100 square meters, hidden in the white clouds in the sky. The bigwigs of the Immortal Sect all stayed here, staring closely at what was happening below with their divine senses.

At this time, the competition between Li Jingxuan and Qianwu was still continuing.

At this time, Qianwu had already given up his plan to use his sword to attack Li Jingxuan from a distance. He could see his attainments in spells from the water shield raised from Li Jingxuan's side, and he felt that if he chose to attack from afar, he was afraid that he would not be Li Jingxuan's opponent. So, he rubbed his body and approached Li Jingxuan and had a melee battle with him.

For a while, the big sword was swung, and the sword was like a dragon. Between the fierce sword momentum of Qianwu, Li Jingxuan seemed to only have the kung fu to dodge and not the strength to parry. At this moment, he was like a small boat in the sea in a stormy sea, and he was in danger of capsizing at any moment.

Seventy or eighty moves passed, and Li Jingxuan seemed to only have the ability to dodge and not the power to fight back.

At least, in the eyes of outsiders. As long as Qianwu insists on attacking for a while, Li Jingxuan will have only one way to go.

But, is that really the case?

Qianwu, as one of the parties involved, does not think so. After all, he clearly knew that he had been attacking with his sword for so long, but Li Jingxuan was not restrained by his sword momentum at all. In his opinion, Li Jingxuan is not like a boat in the wind and waves at all, but like a swimming fish bursting into the sea, no matter how the sea roars, the swimming fish in the sea are always so leisurely.

"This guy...... It's hard to deal with. Qianwu frowned, his big eyes suddenly passed through the sword momentum he swung, and saw Li Jingxuan's magic sword that had never been unsheathed and his empty sleeve that did not reveal any attack techniques.

"Iron Sleeves Liuyun" -- this is the nickname given to Li Jingxuan by those outer disciples, and Qianwu doesn't think that such a nickname is just casually said.

The more he fought, the more Qianwu felt that Li Jingxuan's hole cards were deep, at least he hadn't tried out Li Jingxuan's methods until now.

"He's not fighting back against me now, I can't even take him. If he strikes back against me, I'm not ...... Moreover, the iron sleeve is flowing clouds, his strongest means is not his sleeve?" Qianwu thought, his eyes couldn't help but aim at Li Jingxuan's left sleeve.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and most of his energy was already on Li Jingxuan's empty sleeves. He was afraid that the other party would also give him such a trick.

At this moment, he was a little scared of himself. The sword momentum in his hand suddenly slowed slightly.

"Actually distracted in the middle of the battle?" Although this was just a moment that could be ignored in the blink of an eye, it was still keenly grasped by Li Jingxuan.

"This is an opportunity!" Li Jingxuan didn't care what Qianwu was thinking, and instantly launched a counterattack.

Half of the reason why he didn't fight back was because he wanted to see Qianwu's sword momentum, analyze his sword moves, and learn his swordsmanship, and the other half was not because Qianwu's swordsmanship was really clever, and there were rare flaws in the connection of moves.

And now, Qianwu himself showed his flaws, and he raised the magic sword in his hand.

I saw that as soon as he used the strength in his hand, the scabbard of the magic sword flew forward, and a misty blue light followed the black shadow of the scabbard and crashed into the sword momentum of Qianwu.

Qingguang kept moving in the shadow of the black big sword, and it intertwined with the big sword from time to time, making a "clanging" sound.

This time, the two sides are fighting fast again. Although Qianwu used a big sword, his sword speed was a few points faster than that of the outer disciples who generally used thin swords. However, what he didn't expect was that Li Jingxuan's sword speed was much faster than him.

Often, before he could make a move forward, Li Jingxuan hurled back with two swords, and these two swords happened to hit the weak point in his sword momentum, making the crack in his sword net even bigger.

After such a hundred and ten moves, Li Jingxuan had gradually turned the battle situation to a place that was more favorable to him. And Qianwu tasted the pain of being completely suppressed.

Seeing that he was about to fall, Qianwu couldn't help but feel anxious: "I can't go on like this." No, I've got to use a trick. ”

Qianwu looked at it and thought about it, but with a bite of his teeth, the sword momentum in his hand suddenly changed, but he was ready to use a sword technique that he couldn't even grasp much.

Everyone has their own experiences, just like Li Jingxuan was passed on by Yu Zhenzi of the Xuan Palace's "Iron Sleeve Flowing Clouds" stunt, Qianwu was also favored by the senior brother Lingzun of the Qingfeng Hall because of his talent in swordsmanship, and passed on his Vermilion Bird sword technique.

This is a blue-level sword technique, although with the current strength of Qianwu, he can only not use half of it, and can only mobilize his vitality according to the unique method of the Vermilion Bird Sword Technique, and then make his sword more powerful, and has a scorching attribute, but ......

"Even if this is enough!" Qianwu thought: "Going to the competition platform is no different from going to the battlefield, only those who dare to fight can survive." At that moment, he gritted his teeth and shook his arms, and the line of vitality on his body was suddenly different.