On the competition stage, Liu Yan was sitting cross-legged. There was a broken sword in his leg. In front of Liu Yan, there was a man in white, waiting for Liu Yan with his eyes slightly closed.

Just when Liu Yan sat down cross-legged, Leng Qiu closed his eyes slightly. There were voices of dissatisfaction from the audience, "What is this?" "Stop fighting?" "What is this······?" With the noise of the people in the audience, the jury began to feel troubled as well. After all, you can't be angry. Just as the jury was about to announce something, Leng Qiu walked to the side of the competition table with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a powerful sword intent erupted. made everyone in the audience stunned.

However, Leng Qiu didn't say anything, and the audience immediately fell silent. "Ten quarters of an hour!" Leng Qiu suddenly said to the judges who were hiding around. Then it went back to where it was.

And the jury of those four weeks only had to wait for these ten quarters of an hour.

At the same time, Liu Yan had no idea what to do with this sword intent. "How to comprehend the sword intent, ten quarters of an hour. "Liu Yan is a little difficult, with his current state, let alone comprehending the sword intent in ten quarters of an hour, he may not even know what the sword intent is.

As time passed minute by minute, Liu Yan also began to be a little nervous, "Damn, if it goes on like this, I won't be able to comprehend any sword intent at all, I'm afraid that I will not be able to defeat Leng Qiu." ”

But then Liu Yan regained a trace of composure, "It's just useless to be in a hurry here." Then Liu Yan began to think back to the first time he came into contact with this sword intent. Liu Yan felt that there were human feelings in the sword intent, and the sadness and sadness were the first emotions Liu Yan felt.

"Do you have any story?" Liu Yan muttered to himself, but when Liu Yan said this, the broken sword seemed to resonate with Liu Yan.

This is Liu Yan feeling a will to himself, it is an extreme grief, and he is reluctant to part. However, Liu Yan felt the breath from the ancients, and suddenly Liu Yan found that pictures flashed in front of him, with wolf smoke everywhere, beacon fires, and constant war.

Suddenly, the picture flashed again, and a man appeared in the frame, holding a strange and unpredictable long sword. Around the man, black figures were constantly surrounding the man. But this man is of equal strength, and it will not take long to clear these dark shadows.

The unrestrained man was also a little weak, and just as he was about to rest, a huge black shadow appeared even more mysteriously. Suddenly, a huge black palm pressed against the man. At this critical moment, Liu Yan's eyes flashed again.

A continent is in ruins, and on this continent there is an unfathomable sword stuck in a mountain. I don't know how long it took for the continent to slowly come back to life. A variety of races began to emerge.

Among these races, a group called the Terrans stands out. After continuous conquest, the Terrans eventually became the masters of this continent. At this time, someone discovered the mountain, and even found the sword on the mountain. The greed of the Terrans surged and they all walked towards the mountain, wanting to get the sword. So the Terrans began civil strife.

Eventually, the Terrans fought among themselves and suffered heavy losses, when the strongest one reached the top of the mountain to take the sword. "Keng~" The sword broke, and the man was very angry, this sword would rather break himself than be used by him. In a fit of rage, he threw the sword, which had been broken in two, down the mountain.

After some time, the remains of the sword were finally discovered. It was the part of the hilt of the sword, and Liu Yan saw that this person turned out to be his master. Suddenly, the picture flashed, and Liu Yan returned to reality.

"Was it all a dream? Liu Yan reacted and saw that the reality was still the same as when he was just cross-legged. "Just now I obviously felt that a long time had passed, why hadn't the reality passed for ten quarters of an hour. Liu Yan was a little surprised.

Then Liu Yan continued to communicate with the broken sword. "That's what you're going to tell me. There was a wail from the sword. But then he became happy again, and the sword intent transmitted with a faint sense of nostalgia echoed in Liu Yan's mind.

"Hehe, are you so happy to meet me?" Liu Yan was also affected by the joy brought by this sword intent. "Then what's your name?" asked Liu Yan. At this time, the broken sword suddenly erupted with an unyielding will, and at this time. The broken sword has also changed.

The originally dim and dull broken sword suddenly erupted into a burst of blue-black light. The broken sword was no longer the same as before, dim and without a trace of the sword's vitality. This broken sword began to slowly reveal a mysterious veil, and powerful sword intent came out of this broken sword. At the same time, there was a faint word floating on the broken sword.

'Virtual'!

The word 'virtual' suddenly appeared on the broken sword, and just when the word 'virtual' was completely printed, Liu Yan also opened his eyes.

"Since you are indomitable, then call you the 'Unyielding Void Ancestor Sword'!" Liu Yan suddenly took the broken sword in his hand, and there was a thick sword intent floating around him.

"This son is so scary!" said the old man among the three mentors in surprise. Not only was he surprised, but even Fang Yue, Red Leaves, and the walkers and tutors of the admissions team watching the battle around him were very surprised.

"In less than ten minutes, I comprehended the sword intent. Could it be a sword genius? No, it's a demon. The old man sighed.

You know, the reason why sword walkers are so rare. It was precisely because of this strange and inscrutable sword intent that many walkers stopped.

And the talent of the sword walker is also judged according to the length of time it takes to comprehend the sword intent.

"Is this the sword intent, so comfortable and powerful!" Liu Yan felt, "What is that black shadow? and the huge black shadow at the end." Liu Yan thought to himself.

"And the missing tip of the sword, too, must be found. At this time, Liu Yan felt the will from the broken sword, "Don't worry, I will find the tip of the sword and let you see the glory again." Famous all over the world. Liu Yan said with a smile.

"Leng Qiu, I thank you in advance. Let me feel the sword intent. This battle will not make you wait in vain. Liu Yan said to Leng Qiu sonorously.

Leng Qiu had already opened his eyes and saw the scene in front of him. And Leng Qiu also felt that his sword intent began to get excited and began to chirp. "Sure enough, you didn't make me wait in vain, you already have the strength to fight me. However, it's still weaker than me!"

That Leng Qiu suddenly pulled out his sword, and an incomparably powerful sword intent surged out. Liu Yan did not show weakness, and rushed towards Leng Qiu, and the two comparable sword intents instantly clashed.

Strong winds began to blow around the two of them, and the howling wind rushed around Liu Yan and Leng Qiu.

In order to protect the audience from harm, the jury also added a layer of enchantment to the competition table. Liu Yan and the others were instantly wrapped in the enchantment.

Liu Yan and Leng Qiu also clashed rapidly, and every collision would produce a huge wind, and the speed of the two was getting faster and faster, and some viewers began to be unable to keep up with the speed of the two.

"It's a pity, is this all your strength?" Leng Qiu said lightly, "I only used half of my strength." "I've only used six points of strength. Liu Yan also smiled.

"Really?" When Leng Qiu heard this, he immediately accelerated his offensive, and every blow made Liu Yan feel a burst of pressure, and every blow was straight to the point. Liu Yan was also forced to keep up with Leng Qiu's speed.

"When~" The swords of the two collided with each other, but there was silence outside the field.

"This, is this really a battle in the Xing Period?" "I guess it's just a battle in the Xinghai Period. ”····· As the two fought, the arena became tattered, leaving sword marks wherever they passed. Swordwalkers fight more than just the clash of weapons. It is also a clash of sword intent.

Therefore, the sword intent of Liu Yan and Leng Qiu also clashed quickly, but ordinary people couldn't detect it. But those tutors in charge of admissions, and the top demons in those countries can detect it.

The sword intent of Liu Yan and Leng Qiu was also clashing, and the energy generated by the confrontation was even more powerful.

Both of their swords were roaring, which meant excitement and pleasure. Liu Yan and Leng Qiu are also becoming more and more courageous, but Leng Qiu is a swordsman who has already entered the door after all, and Liu Yan is only halfway through the door.

So soon, Liu Yan's sword intent fell into disadvantage. And Leng Qiu is also chasing after the victory.

"Sword intent three layers, the first layer. Leng Qiu was cold, and then, Leng Qiu attached the sword intent to the sword. Then attacked Liu Yan, Liu Yan was not afraid, and immediately gathered his sword intent into a defense.

"Dang!" a crisp sound echoed throughout the open air. Subsequently, Liu Yan's sword intent defense was also shattered.

"The second floor. Leng Qiu said coldly again. Then the sword intent around Leng Qiu began to rotate around Leng Qiu at high speed, and at the same time, Leng Qiu quickly rushed towards Liu Yan without getting close to Liu Yan. Liu Yan's clothes began to shatter.

Seeing this, Liu Yan immediately dodged, "It seemed to be the wind just now, but the wind was mixed with sword intent. Before Liu Yan could think about it, the cold autumn rushed up again. Liu Yan also had to use his sword intent to defend.

Since Liu Yan had just communicated with the broken sword, the use of sword intent was also rough without the slightest sense of skill. Liu Yan had no choice but to use his strength, and suddenly the entire broken sword was wrapped in Liu Yan's flaming force.

"Annihilate a blow, cut!" Liu Yan immediately used a blow of annihilation. Mixed with the force, Liu Yan's blow simply resisted Leng Qiu's second-layer attack.

"I didn't expect you to break my second layer of attack, I hope you can take my move. That Leng Qiu looked at Liu Yan and said lightly. At this time, Liu Yan suddenly felt that the sword intent around Leng Qiu began to want to surround Leng Qiu and enter Leng Qiu's body.

"Absorbed?!" Liu Yan was a little afraid to go into detail, the sword intent was actually able to enter Leng Qiu's body.

Sword intent can be understood as the idea of the sword, which is an invisible but offensive existence, and an attack weapon for the sword walker. It is like the power of a walker. However, the sword intent of the sword walker exists within the sword, so it is necessary to understand the sword. Communicate with the sword, and in the eyes of the swordwalker, the sword is their friend.

But the sword intent exists in the body of the sword walker, which is unimaginable. Liu Yan knew when he obtained the sword intent that the sword intent could not be stored in his body.

And at this moment, Leng Qiu is doing just that. Liu Yan felt Leng Qiu's slowly increasing aura and was also shocked, "It seems that it is the final blow." ”

"Liu Yan, dare to decide the winner with this blow. Leng Qiu was wrapped in sword intent, and as the sword intent was inhaled, his body began to glow with bursts of white light. Like a messenger from heaven.

"Why don't you dare?!" Liu Yan was not afraid, and began to cast illusory shadows.

"Whether you lose or win, in this move!" Liu Yan said secretly.

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