There is a big banyan tree a few miles away from the Xianwu Field, and there is a clothed man standing on the canopy, and he has been watching the martial arts for a long time.

The Pengyi man flew through the sky, heading straight towards the center of the Immortal Martial Field, and slowly floated down among the seven people, instantly disconnecting the two disciples who were fighting hotly.

Yan Fei frowned, and asked in a dissatisfied tone, "What are you doing?" Get out of here!"

The man in Pengyi turned his black cloak slightly, and said, "I'm just passing by here, and I'm very bored, and I'm here to trample on the dignity of you and others by the way!"

The tone of understatement, but the words revealed the arrogance of no one in his eyes, these words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly angering the seven people!

"Presumptuous!"

"Is it possible to pass by casually?"

Murong Baixue suddenly changed her angry face and said with a smile: "Hehe, don't talk too much, I'm afraid that today I want you to come with your head up and go away!" Okay, I'll fight with you." ”

Murong Baixue's words, Pengyi people ignored them and ignored them.

He said lightly: "The Xianmen martial arts event, what Xianmen? What kind of event? I'm the same age as you, and I'm just right to join this fight. ”

Then he stretched out his finger and tapped again: "One, two, three, seven, all seven!"

It's rampant!

As soon as these words came out, Murong Baixue, who had always been gentle, couldn't laugh anymore no matter what, she glanced at it fiercely, took a deep breath, and pointed the long sword in her hand at the Pengyi man.

Outside the Immortal Martial Field, the masters of the major immortal sects couldn't hold back their anger.

"It's a mess, I'll blast this madman out!" said a Luozhu Mountain Master, getting up and about to jump into the Immortal Martial Field.

But he was dragged by the master Xiao Shu, and Xiao Shu just said: "Let the young man solve it himself!"

Another Beiran Mountain Master said: "Master Xiao's words are reasonable, it is true, if the master makes a move at this time, the disciples of the Seven Realms of the Immortal Gate will never allow it." But how will they be able to hold their heads up in the future?"

Speaking of this, this Luozhushan Master had no choice but to give up.

In the Xianwu Field, the atmosphere was very tense.

"Rampant! rampant!"

Yan Fei couldn't control his anger anymore, and swung his sword to kill the Pengyi people.

Yan Fei didn't dare to underestimate the person in front of him, his sword was faster than a person, and he used his speed to slash at the Pengyi man with a three-way dexterous swordsmanship, and the Pengyi man completely ignored these sword paths, drew his sword and slashed out with brute force.

Brute force vs. skillful force, "Bell!", Yan Fei's sword flew out of his hand, and in an instant, the man in Pengyi forced forward, pointed his sword at Yan Fei's cheek, forcing him to retreat quickly.

Qian'er secretly exclaimed: This person is so strong! With just one move, he turned defense into attack and forced Yan Fei into death, you must know that Yan Fei and Murong Baixue's cultivation is far above them.

Pengyi people are holding an ordinary iron sword, not a fairy sword, and in the secluded cultivation world outside the world, there are only two types of Xuanqi monks who do not have fairy swords, the first type is that their own cultivation is not enough, and they cannot forge fairy swords.

And the second category, just because they didn't find peerless rarity as a material for casting swords, but they refused to use some so-called superior materials to forge them, so they didn't have their own fairy swords for a long time.

This Pengyi man is obviously the second type of Xuanqi monk!

Seeing that Yan Fei was in danger, Murong Baixue stepped forward, drew his sword and cut off the blade of the pengyi man, helping Yan Fei solve the crisis.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Pengyi said coldly: "Zhenhai Palace in the extreme north, Gaoling Qingjue." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped, this person in front of them was the young master of Zhenhai Palace - Gaoling Qingjue, it is rumored that he stepped into the Shenhai realm at the age of eight, such a talent, ancient and modern, but only a few people, and today's strength is even more unfathomable.

Knowing the name, the Xianmen disciples did not dare to be careless, and they would try their best to fight, and they drew their swords to besiege Gaoling Qingjue.

The seven of them attacked from different directions in succession, the sun was shining, the sword shadows were sufficient, and the monks outside the immortal martial arts field were in chaos. But in the decisive battle, Gaoling Qingjue was not chaotic at all, and an iron sword steadily parried the seven people and seven swords.

One sword against seven swords, Gaoling Qingjue gradually changed from parrying to gaining the upper hand, suppressing the seven people one by one.

The immortal disciples outside the field trembled when they saw it, this was too shocking, their average age, the time to cultivate Xuanqi would not exceed two years, but this talent gap was ......

The masters outside the field noticed something unusual, among the offensive of the seven people, only Yan Fei's body method was the slowest, but they all knew that Yan Fei was the fastest body method among the seven people, could it be ...... Is it intentional?

Thinking of this, several masters smiled slightly, revealing a look of contentment.

Yan Fei walked around behind Gaoling Qingjue, urged the aura to the limit, and suddenly rushed out on the ground, quickly stabbing out a sword.

It's just that while he was stabbing the sword with all his might, he also saw Gao Ling Qingjue's side face raised, revealing a sly smile.

"Keng......" Yan Fei's sword seemed to be pierced on the gold and iron, and a strong counterattack was in the tiger's mouth. The sword he had been planning for a long time only pierced the black fluffy coat.

Gao Ling Qingjue took half a step back, letting the sword blade slide to his side, Gao Ling Qingjue got close to Yan Fei and made a fierce elbow blow to his right rib, Yan Fei was hit, flew back dozens of steps, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell down.

The rest of the people stopped the offensive, and the seven of them deliberately besieged in order to let Gaoling Qingjue adapt to this rhythm and create an opportunity for Yan Fei, who was the fastest, but at this time, Yan Fei had already fallen to the ground.

The masters sitting outside the arena were also stunned by this scene, this ...... originally thought that the victory was in hand, but in the blink of an eye, it became a flaw and was caught by Gaoling Qingjue.

The seven people originally attacked and defended together, but Yan Fei was defeated, as if a piece of wood on the barrel had been knocked off, and the rest immediately fell apart, and the immortal martial arts field suddenly showed a one-sided situation.

Gao Ling Qingjue turned his head to look at his puffy clothes, and his face was slightly angry: "It's broken, tsk......t"

His gaze slowly scanned the seven people: "You take your lives and pay for them." These words made everyone shudder.

Gao Ling Qingjue took off his tuned clothes, waved his big hand, and threw the tunned clothes aside, only to see him dressed in light armor, outlining the outline of his body, arrogant and domineering.

Outside the Immortal Martial Arts Field, several masters stood up in unison and looked at Gaoling Qingjue from a distance.

"Jiaowang armor?" Shi Weishan's tone was questioning.

"What...... Jiaowang armor?" The other master was stunned.

"The Jiao King of the North Sea was killed by the Gaoling River?"

"In recent years, Zhenhai Palace has been silent as usual, and it has been killing and killing one after another. It's just that he didn't expect that even the Jiao King of Beihai would dare to kill, could he Gaolinghe make any big moves?"

The masters discussed a lot, and their tones all revealed surprise, and they were even more faintly worried in addition to surprise. The disciples of the Seven Realms of the Immortal Gate were also stunned.

The revelation of Jiaowang's armor completely shocked Murong Baixue, Xiao Zhen and others, and they no longer dared to step forward, and when the battle reached this point, they were already cowardly.

In the Immortal Martial Field, Gaoling Qingjue exuded an invisible momentum, and the air was filled with a heavy sense of oppression.

Gao Ling Qingjue waved his sword, he was about to take the initiative to attack. I saw that Gaoling Qingjue quickly rushed towards a Shiwei Mountain disciple, whose speed was several times faster than Yan Fei, and Murong Baixue and the others worked together to save that disciple.

But it was too late, and he could only watch as Gao Ling Qingjue's sword blade pierced through the disciple's shoulder. Just two steps away, when several people arrived, the disciple had already fallen.

Shiweishan Master was so anxious that he stood up from the banquet and was about to jump out, but was stopped by Xiao Shu.

"Gaoling Qingjue's shot is not critical, and he can't lose his life. ”

"But you can't let him hurt my disciple like this!" Shi Weishan Master said angrily.

And Xiao Shu didn't think so.

"Old friend, for thousands of years, the Seven Realms of Xianmen have been in a high position, and they can't look down on other mountain and wild schools. Today's events just frustrated the arrogance of the disciples of the Immortal Sect. ”

"You Qiuchen Mountain has always been a 'non-action' life, and today is in Qiuchen Mountain, and I will listen to you. Master Shiweishan just shook his hand and returned to the banquet and sat down.

But the Far North Zhenhai Palace, can it be the mountain and wild school?

In the Immortal Martial Field, the situation is very clear, these arrogant disciples of the Seven Realms of the Immortal Gate in the past are being wantonly bullied by Gaoling Qingjue at this moment.

Yan Fei pierced Gaoling Qingjue's clothes, his fate was the worst, he was punched in the abdomen by Gaoling Qingjue, his body couldn't bend, and then he was smashed on the back with a punch, and he fell to the ground and his face was smashed into the mud.

Seeing this, the returning mountain master almost jumped up from the feast.

Although Yan Fei, Murong Baixue and the others were injured in many places, none of them made a sound of complaint, they gritted their teeth, endured the pain, and continued to fight against Gaoling Qingjue's offensive.

It's just that, I don't know why, Qian'er was not injured, she was still standing intact in the immortal martial arts field, she swung her sword and slashed at Gaoling Qingjue, only to see Gaoling Qingjue smile at her and slide past her sword.

No matter how Qian'er attacked, he couldn't touch the corner of Gaoling Qingjue's clothes.

Gao Ling Qingjue avoided Qian'er's attack, and then attacked Xiao Zhen, his figure shuttled freely between the six people, and he was at ease. From beginning to end, Gaoling Qingjue did not make a move on Qian'er.

The reason is actually very simple, Qian'er is a rare stunning woman in Xianmen, she is delicate, cute, and gritted her teeth and fights seriously, which makes people can't help but take a few more looks.

Gaoling Qingjue had been paying attention to her for a long time, and during the battle, he turned his head to look at her from time to time, with great interest.

The battle was over, and the only two figures left in the Immortal Martial Arts Field were standing, that is, Gaoling Qingjue and Qian'er. The outside of the Xianwu field was also very quiet, and the Xianmen martial arts event, which was originally in full swing, was beaten by Gaoling Qingjue alone, so unbearable.

This basin of cold water poured a complete cold on the masters and disciples of the Seven Realms of the Immortal Gate.

No one can still maintain their enthusiasm to watch this fierce martial arts battle, and as a disciple of the Immortal Sect, everyone looks depressed. But he can't suppress the amazement in his heart, Gaoling Qingjue is a genius!

Gaoling Qingjue slowly put away his sword and said to Qian'er: "In this way, you are the first place in the Xianmen Martial Arts Festival!"