The courtyard is a well-tended meadow, with green grass that looks like a carpet.

Mo Qianxing stood in the middle of the field, pulled out his long sword, his momentum overflowed, and slowly became solemn. The clothes and streamers on the body are flying without wind, as if standing on the cusp of the storm.

"Wei Wuji, you come down, let's see the real chapter under the sword. Mo Qianxing's long sword pointed at him and shouted loudly.

Wei Wuji looked at the other party, raised his hand and took off a decorative wooden sword on the pillar, "Young Master Hong, borrow the wooden sword from your mansion and use it." ”

"Brother Wei, it's okay to use it, but it's just an ordinary wooden sword, this, this ......" Yang Hong arched his hand, and he didn't know what to say about the following words.

"A wooden sword is also a sword, and it can also defeat the enemy. ”

Wei Wuji waved the wooden sword in his hand, feeling quite satisfied, and walked towards the grass with a smile, standing opposite Mo Qianxing.

"You dare to use a wooden sword to fight me! Don't blame me if you lose the competition. Mo Qianxing's expression was hideous, like a fierce beast.

Wei Wuji looked at Mo Qianxing and just shook his head contemptuously.

Mo Qianxing released his momentum, revealing his bottom line, the strength of the sixth order, and the seventh rank was still a little bit short of it. In the face of such strength, Wei Wuji didn't need to draw his sword at all, a wooden sword was enough. He waved his hand to signal Mo Qianxing to stop talking nonsense and let the horse come over.

Mo Qianxing shouted, and between the swings of the long sword, a frost condensed at the tip of the sword, and a white frost blade flew towards Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji raised his hand, and with a slight blow of the wooden sword, the flying frost blade flew to the side, landing on the grass, cutting out a deep ravine.

Mo Qianxing's figure swept up, deceived him closely, the long sword broke through the air to attack, and a cold sword slashed towards Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji raised his hand and stabbed it with a sword, an ordinary sword, but the tip of the sword pierced through the opponent's sword and attacked the opponent's heart.

Mo Qianxing was shocked, hurriedly retreated, and retreated to block the long sword in front, ding!

In an instant, Mo Qianxing was in danger and danger, blocking Wei Wuji's wooden sword, and his figure retreated a few feet to widen the distance.

With a wooden sword, he was able to force Mo Qianxing back, and Wei Wuji's strength was above the other party!

Although everyone couldn't see the moment when the two of them fought, they could see Mo Qianxing pounce, and then retreat quickly, which was stronger and which was weaker, at a glance.

In a corner of the courtyard, next to Yang Hong and Yang Zhen, there was a thin old man. He saw the indifferent sword of the central defender Wuji, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

"Yang Zhen, Wei Wuji, you have to make more friends. The old man commanded quietly.

"Yes, Master. Yang Zhen nodded.

"Yang Hong, Mo Qianxing can't be lazy. You have done a good job, disputes between core elite disciples have always been adjudicated by the sect master and deputy sect master, and our Yang family must not get involved in it. The old man said.

"However, wouldn't it be difficult for them to fight and suffer casualties?" Yang Hong asked.

"I have considered this, a fight between the core elite disciples of the sect is rare to see, you just have to watch it, it will also be beneficial to your cultivation. The old man said.

The two agreed, and turned to look at the duel between the two.

In the battle between the two in the field, Wei Wuji had the advantage with a wooden sword. The bland sword, an innate sword intent momentum followed, and the attack speed was so fast that it could come first and last, which was terrifying.

Mo Qianxing's innate frost chill was suppressed by the other party. Every time he attacked and killed with a sword, he was just halfway through it, and he was stabbed by Wei Wuji's sword, breaking the attack and disappearing into invisibility.

"The other party has comprehended the artistic conception of the sword, and the attack speed is extremely fast, so if you go on like this, you must lose. ”

Thinking of this, Mo Qianxing prepared to retreat and open up the distance, ease up, and release the frost lore of his innate artistic conception.

There was nothing wrong with his idea, but it was just wishful thinking on his part, and Wei Wuji wouldn't give him a chance.

Wei Wuji saw Mo Qianxing retreating, knowing that the other party was about to start exerting his strength, his body floated and attacked, and the wooden sword emitted a fierce sword intent, sneering!

"Either you die, or I live!"

Mo Qianxing shouted, his whole body vibrate, and as his steps moved, he took off his shirt and went to Wei Wuji.

Poof! The clothes were torn, the strength was rippling, and the debut was fluorescent, and he came to Wei Wuji.

"There is a rune attack hidden in the clothes, which is really a rare whimsy. Wei Wuji's figure retreated to avoid it, and several sword qi slashed away, breaking the opponent's runic clothes into pieces and flying with the wind.

In the distance, Mo Qianxing, a majestic ice power burst out from his body. On his skin, a cumbersome rune circle was painted, and it had already begun to activate.

"Wei Wuji, let's not die!" Mo Qianxing howled loudly, desperately driving the innate true qi of the dantian to be used in the magic circle.

"Every cultivator has his own strongest means, and even a cultivator who has not yet reached the seventh rank is quite terrifying to drive it out. Wei Wuji dodged and rushed forward, his body martial arts flowed through thousands of illusions, and instantly transformed into five figures, forcing towards the other party.

Mo Qianxing smiled coldly, his arms swept rapidly, and whew, as if a blizzard had fallen, countless frost blades condensed in the air and flew towards Wei Wuji. And his body was rapidly frozen, evolving into a cold body, and the invisible killing intent condensed on his head, like a dark cloud of substance.

Several phantom bodies were pierced by the Frost Blade, and disappeared into nothingness.

But Wei Wuji's true body deceived the other party into approaching, sneering! The sword qi that erupted from the wooden sword pierced through the frozen ice, forcibly terminating the magic circle that Mo Qianxing was running.

Poof! Mo Qianxing's killing move was terminated, and when he encountered a backlash, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground softly.

"You lost. ”

Wei Wuji's wooden sword pointed at the other party's heart, and looked at the other party with a smile, "The bet I made, hehe, please get under my crotch now." ”

Mo Qianxing's eyes were about to split, and he looked at Wei Wuji with infinite hatred.

Mo Qiushui, who was standing next to him, gritted his teeth and drew his sword and rushed up.

The old man's body was like a ghost, as if he appeared in the scene out of thin air, grabbed Mo Qiushui, and snatched his long sword, "Do you want to break the gambling contract? ”

Mo Qiushui's face was flushed, and he was angry, but he couldn't say anything.

"Dare to ask if this senior is the elder of the sect?" Wei Wuji asked with a smile.

"The old man is the head of the Yang family, and the sect holds the position of the great elder. Wei Wuji, you have won this battle, and you can put away your sword. The old man replied with a smile.

The position of the sect, above the hall masters of each branch, are the ten great elders. In addition, there is a guest of the sect, although he has no rights, but in the position of the sect, he is also above the hall master. Above the Great Elder, the position of the sect will rise again, and it will be the deputy sect master and sect master.

"See the Great Elder, I hope that the Great Elder will be the master of the disciple and let this person fulfill his promise. Wei Wuji put away his sword and gave it away.

"Hehe, the signed gambling contract cannot be violated, this is the truth, but the old man also read the gambling contract, and did not write when he will cash it out?" hehe...... "Elder Yang twisted his beard and smiled, looking amiable.

Belch...... , Wei Wuji was stunned in his heart, everyone in the world said that ginger was still old and spicy, and this statement was really not bad! Even the prevarication was said so beautifully, of course.