The ice is boundless, the snow covers the sky, and an extremely cold place has evolved in the ring, but compared to this cold, it is not as cold as the cold emanating from the sword.

This is a kind of pretext, originally the sword qi and sword qi of the two were not so cold, only because of the duel in this cold place, the chill emitted by the sword in the end even exceeded this ice field.

Taking advantage of the terrain and attracting the power of the heavens, this is not something that ordinary people can do, and few people in the Guiyuan Realm have touched this field.

Chu Yu and Wang Jian are obviously ahead of the curve, and they already have certain insights into this general trend just by returning to the Yuan Wuzhong.

Qin Yu's gaze never left the two of them, feeling the cold breath of the two, he suddenly thought of his thunder burial, that should be regarded as borrowing the power of the sky, right?

But he was a little puzzled, the pitch-black thunder didn't seem to belong to this world, was that still Tianwei?

Shaking his head, he felt the gap, but at the same time there was a fire in his heart.

It was a burning battle intent, he hadn't felt like this for a long time, he longed for an opponent, and the two people in front of him obviously met the conditions.

Sonor!

With a knife sound, the heavenly knife in Wang Jian's hand opened and closed, like a king pointing the country, domineering and wild.

Airplanes......

Compared to Wang Jian's sword, the sword in Chu Yu's hand looked a little delicate.

But it was this delicate sword, in Chu Yu's hands, that easily took over Wang Jian's domineering blades.

Chu Yu's sword, every time he struck, it must be pointed at Wang Jian's sword, either it was missed, or it shook the blade for a long time, making Wang Jian's every knife unable to exert ten percent of its power.

And this is just one of the swords, the other sword is suspended in the air, every time Wang Jian attacks, Chu Yu will definitely use this sword to attack the place where Wang Jian must pass.

The master has made a move, and the slightest difference may be divided into winners and losers, although the two of them have shaken the ground, but they still have reservations, and they have not taken out their respective hole cards.

However, since it is a ranked battle, there must be only one winner.

When the two fought to the 3,000th round, Wang Jian finally took the lead.

Zheng!

This knife feels like the sky is trembling, completely different from any previous knife.

Under this sword, the heaven and earth around Chu Yu were imprisoned, and even the sword suspended beside her was sealed.

"It's the 'Heavenly Sword Stream' of the Heavenly Sword Gate. Someone exclaimed, and recognized it at first sight, because it was so famous.

The reason why the Heavenly Sword Gate is called the Heavenly Sword Gate is that the ten Heavenly Swords are one of them. There is another reason, that is, because of the Heavenly Sword Gate's peerless "Heavenly Sword Flow".

It is rumored that tens of thousands of disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect have practiced this method, but less than a hundred have really started, and less than five have obtained its essence plus the head of the sect.

Now Wang Jian actually has a trace of the charm of the Heavenly Sword Flow, which means that he is very likely to be the sixth person.

You must know that among these five people, except for the master Wu Di, the other few people are all people over 100 years old, and they can touch the artistic conception of the Heavenly Sword Flow at such a young age, which can be called a demon.

Facing this sword, Chu Yu stood in the air, his face was solemn, and with a sonorous sound behind his back, the third sword was unsheathed without hesitation.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth changed, and the wind and clouds rose, just because this sword was unsheathed.

Airplanes!

Two cold rays of light tore apart the sky, as if two heavenly and earthly aurora collided together, and in an instant all the light disappeared, and even the sound was swallowed up.

Before the light exploded, the two figures had already rushed into the light, swords collided, the spiritual pressure was immense, and the Dao law was vertical and horizontal.

This is a pinnacle duel, but also a battle of honor, and the two finally showed their true strength at this moment.

"Oh my God, is this still a battle in the Returning Yuan Realm?" someone exclaimed, feeling incredible, feeling that the strength of these two people had far exceeded their own realm.

Even those cultivators and old monsters in the late stage of the Yuan Dynasty were all pale, they were higher than anyone on the field, but at this moment, they all felt that it was impossible for them to take on such a battle.

"Is this the gap between demons and mortals?" There are cultivators in the Returning Yuan Realm with a high realm, their eyes are dim, and even the realm has lost its meaning.

In front of such people, the realm seems to be just a noun.

As long as the difference is not too outrageous, if you want to surpass, you can surpass, if you want to go beyond the level, you will be invincible when you fight.

Only when such a demon encounters can it be possible to see this dream battle that is absolutely impossible to see.

In the end, Chu Yu and Wang Jian fought high in the air, and the goose feathers and snow fell heavier and heavier, and finally they couldn't even penetrate their divine sense, and they could only hear the sound of swords trembling from time to time in the depths of the ring.

This battle lasted for three days and three nights, until the snow stopped and dawned, and at the last moment, everyone vaguely saw three long swords piercing everything, finally penetrating the defense of the heavenly sword.

Finally, in the depths of the snow, a figure walked out, dragging a heavenly knife behind him, without a trace of blood on his body, and his eyes were still bright and terrifying.

It was Wang Jian, who walked very steadily at every step, with no joy or sorrow on his face, and he couldn't tell whether he was winning or losing.

Immediately after that, a red-clothed seat danced, three swords were sheathed, the head of the mantis was moth-eyebrowed, and the jade eyes were like a front.

Chu Yu's body was also as unremarkable as before the war, and the three days of fierce fighting didn't seem to have any effect on them.

It's just that when he reached the edge of the ring, Wang Jian's footsteps did not stop.

He walked directly out of the ring, while Chu Yu stood quietly in the center of the ring, looking up at the sky with a pair of eyes, and there was actually a lonely aura on his body, which was a kind of sentimentality for the lack of opponents.

"King!"

People couldn't help but think of this word, although it was just a woman, but everyone looked at the woman in the ring, but they couldn't stop wanting to worship and follow.

Some people are born to be kings, and some people are born to be kings, and Chu Yu undoubtedly belongs to the former.

"This woman, God bless the Phantom Sword Pavilion. "Someone sighed, if this woman grows up, the Phantom Sword Pavilion will remain immortal for a thousand years.

Similarly, although Wang Jian was defeated, people still did not forget his might.

An emerging sect, strong all the way, finally entered the second place in Linchuan County, and there has never been a sect in Linchuan County that can rise so quickly.

And Wang Jian's knife is also remembered, and before he stepped out of the ring, a resounding name has already spread: "Little Heavenly Knife Wang Jian." ”

The Heavenly Sword Gate rose because of Wu Di, and the Heavenly Sword was invincible, and it was the loudest and legendary name in recent years.

Wang Jian is respected as the Little Heavenly Knife, which is enough to see that everyone has a high evaluation of him.

Boom......

The sound of the bell is faint and reverberates for a long time.

This means that all the sects have been ranked, but the bell does not stop there.

This long bell rang again, short and urgent.

Everyone understood what this bell meant, and at this moment, countless eyes converged on Ling Yun Sect and Qin Yu's body.

Fifth, this is the current position of the Lingyun Sect.

Whether to move forward and regain the glory that originally belonged to the Lingyun Sect, or stop there, all depends on Qin Yu's choice.

Give up, no one will laugh at it, because it is a person who can feel it now, although Qin Yu has opened the last spirit wheel now, he is already at the end of the strong crossbow.

After a series of battles, the consumption of spiritual power was huge, and he suffered serious losses, which was simply not enough to support such a demonic battle as the top five.

But if you don't give up, the spiritual power of a spirit wheel, with the consumption rate of thunder art, I am afraid that it will be exhausted in less than a hundred rounds.

How could the top five opponents be so wasteful that they couldn't even hold on to a hundred moves?

So even if you play, you will only bring humiliation on yourself in the end, it is better to save the last face and take the fifth position.

Condensation Frost couldn't help but clench her fists, it was already the last spirit wheel, Qin Yu tried his best, she really didn't want him to continue fighting.

Even Nie Tianxing frowned, wanting to speak several times, but after all, he still had a trace of expectation.

He couldn't let go of the top three rankings, that was the glory of the Lingyun Sect.

In the midst of countless attention, in countless speculations, Qin Yu moved.

He walked to the ring step by step, calmly and casually, like a walk in a pavilion, and when he stepped into the ring with one foot, the audience was a sensation.

"Fight, fight, fight......"

Uncontrollable excitement, irrepressible madness.

Qin Yu wants to fight in the top four, even if few people are optimistic, but because of this pride, countless people are convinced.

Rumble!

A cold black aura rushed into the sky, it was the direction of the Holy Soul Sect, and Yu Lijun was covered in black qi, but at this moment, a pair of eyes lit up in the darkness.

"You're bringing shame on yourself. Yu Lijun didn't move, just stood up.

Qin Yu in such a state is not the opponent he wants, all demons have their own arrogance, this is disdainful.

Qin Yu smiled slightly, and with a bang behind him, the flames burned the sky, turning into a unicorn looking up to the sky and roaring.

"I'll beat you. Just three words, it shows Qin Yu's attitude.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the gloom moved, the black fog swept through, and the place where it passed was like a ghost asking for his life, which made people shudder.

Thundered......

Far away, before he even jumped into the ring, Yu Lijun made a move, and the black mist around him turned into a giant hand, and he slapped towards Qin Yu like this.

This was definitely an insult, but he did it, and it made him very angry that Qin Yu challenged himself with such a state.

Qin Yu frowned slightly, it seemed that if he didn't use some means, the other party would not be serious.

Roar!

With a wave of his palm, the flaming unicorn behind him rose into the sky, opened his mouth and swallowed the sky, and actually swallowed the black giant palm directly.

After that, Qin Yu's figure disappeared in place, and appeared behind him at the moment when Yu Lijun came to power.

Rumble!

The fist fell and fell, Yu Lijun was slammed, and the whole person stumbled and still failed to stabilize after all, turning into a stray bullet and smashing into the ground with a bang, and there was a huge pit in the ring in an instant.

This is not over, the giant pit finally melted directly and became quicksand.

The next moment, the whole ring began to change, the wind and sand went away, the surrounding environment changed, the old trees were faint, except for desolation or desolation.

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