There was an old man in white standing on the huge circular ring in the competition arena, and his aura was naturally inactive, it was none other than Wang Yunqing, the fifth elder of the sect.

"The three-day deadline has arrived, today is the start of the Holy Son Election Contest of my sect, I and the three elders and the four elders of the sect are sitting and presiding over to ensure the fairness of the competition, everyone present is the younger generation of the seven peaks of the sect, if you have any violations in the process of the competition, those who are beaten out of the field, or those who admit defeat will be regarded as defeated and will be eliminated, have you heard clearly?" Wang Yunqing explained the rules of the game again.

"Hear me clearly!" the disciples in the audience responded in unison, the formation was huge, the momentum was loud, and it resounded throughout the competition field.

"Okay! Then the Holy Son Contest starts now!" Wang Yunqing nodded with satisfaction and announced the start of the competition.

On a high platform directly south of the competition hall sat three selection elders, the election of the Holy Son is a major event of the sect, so for the fairness and fairness of the competition, it is necessary to select elder-level figures.

Sitting in the first place was the three elders, with an ordinary face, dressed in white and plain, but with a fierce aura all over his body, and a faint coercion unintentionally shrouded the sky, making people's hearts tense and not daring to make a mistake.

The third elder's name is Zhu Haotian, his status in the sect is respected, and his cultivation is like the ninefold peak of the Xuantian Realm, faintly as if he is about to break through the Holy Realm, with a faint holy power permeated, a trace of qi seems to be able to suppress the heavens, and his eyes are as deep as a prison, making people look at it as if they are about to fall into the abyss, and at this moment he is looking at the competition arena.

Sitting in the second and third places, the fourth elder Guo Ming, the fifth elder Wang Yunqing, and the three elder-level figures sat on the scene, all of them were half-step saint-level monks, and one of them was almost about to enter the threshold of the human race's holy level, who would dare to make a mistake in such a situation?!

The competition soon began, and under the announcement of the Fifth Elder Wang Yunqing, the first to face off was the Phantom Peak disciple and the Xiufeng disciple.

After an order.........

A white shadow rose into the sky, piercing the sky, holding a long sword in the air, carrying a sharp sword light, slowly landing on the edge of the ring, exuding an incomparable sword aura, his eyes were cold with a cruel smile, this is a young man, with a clear face and eyebrows, with a little childishness, but that cruel smile is obviously something he shouldn't have at his age.

This young man is a disciple of the Phantom Peak named Xiao Ling, and he can be regarded as an outstanding talent among the Phantom Peaks, and his cultivation has reached the Seven Heavens of the Mysterious Realm.

At the same time, a purple shadow came from the void, a girl wearing an elegant purple dress, holding a delicate long sword, with a faint fragrance across the edge of the other ring, this girl's bright eyes and teeth are ethereal like a fairy, elegant and beautiful beauty is overwhelming, but at this moment her pretty face condensed and Xiao Ling on the other side of the ring looked at each other coldly, full of murderous aura.

This girl is Xiufeng's chief disciple Su Yushuang, Xiufeng is the only peak sect among the seven peaks of the Immortal Saint Sword Sect that is a female disciple, although Xiufeng is a female sect, its strength should not be underestimated!

Xiao Ling and Su Yushuang's realm cultivation are almost the same, this is destined to be an inseparable battle!

In the ring, the two stood looking at each other, each holding a sword, and the aura of killing was strong.

"Do it, I'll let you make three moves, lest people say that I bully women. The corners of Xiao Ling's mouth went up, and he didn't take Su Yushuang in his eyes, even if she was Xiufeng's chief disciple, he didn't care about it, which was enough to reflect Xiao Ling's self-confidence and that heartfelt arrogance.

Hearing this, Su Yushuang sneered in her heart, and responded lightly: "I don't need you to let me, it is fatal to underestimate the enemy." ”

When the words fell, the long sword in Su Yushuang's hand turned, and a terrifying coercion swept out, this sword was obviously a Xuan soldier, and then Su Yushuang's figure flashed, and he rose into the air, and waved the long sword in his hand again and again, and in an instant, thousands of sharp sword rays shot out to slash at Xiao Ling, and thousands of sword rays seemed to be able to cut through the void.

"It is worthy of being the chief disciple of Xiufeng, as soon as he makes a move, it is a ten thousand sword slash, although it is only a touch of the entry style, but its power should not be underestimated!" A disciple on the audience saw Su Yushuang's move and exclaimed.

Chen Tian has been watching from the sidelines, he was assigned to the last game of the Holy Son Competition, it is really helpless, but it is also good to watch and watch before the game, you can understand the strength of other people in advance, as the so-called knowing oneself and knowing the other side wins a hundred battles, from the mouth of that disciple Chen Tian learned that this ten thousand sword slash is Xiufeng's superior secret method, the power is incomparable, it is a large-scale lethal move It is rumored that when practiced to the realm of Dacheng, ten thousand giant swords can be summoned to form a formation, forming a peerless killing array that can easily strangle the Holy of the Human Race!

Now Su Yushuang is just swinging a thousand sword rays, just the entry level of the Ten Thousand Sword Slash has such power, you can imagine how amazing the power will be if you practice to the end of the world in the future!

In the face of the thousands of swords that were leaning into, Xiao Ling still did not change his face, his expression was indifferent, and even a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Just as thousands of sharp sword rays were about to touch him, Xiao Ling's figure suddenly dissipated like nothingness, as if the world had evaporated, and he disappeared without a trace in the ring for a while.........

"Boom!!" Thousands of sharp swords slashed towards the ground, and after a violent sound, the ground cracked one after another, but Xiao Lingren was like evaporating from the world, and there was no trace in the ring at all.

"Huh, what about people?" Su Yushuang frowned, and at the same time was vigilant around, looking for Xiao Ling's location, because she knew that this Xiao Ling must be waiting for an opportunity around, and once she was negligent, he would definitely attack suddenly.

"Why did Xiao Lingren suddenly disappear, what a weird way!"

"Tsk, this Xiao Ling actually learned the Phantom Spirit Void of the Phantom Peak, it is rumored that this Phantom Spirit Void is extremely difficult to cultivate, it seems that this Xiao Ling has also mastered some fur. "Some Phantom Peak disciples saw that Xiao Ling's body technique was wonderful, and they were amazed.

"Up there!" shouted someone else

"...... above" Su Yushuang looked up at the sky sharply, but there was no figure at all, and at the same time, her heartstrings tightened, knowing that something was wrong, she was fooled!

"Phantom Killing Thousand Swords!" Xiao Ling snorted coldly, the long sword in his hand buzzed and roared, and he broke through the sky and stabbed at Su Yushuang!

Seeing this, Su Yushuang hurriedly raised his sword to resist.

"When!" Xiao Ling's long sword stabbed into the body of the Xuanbing-level long sword in Su Yushuang's hand, sparks splashed and there was a sound of gold and iron fighting, Su Yushuang took dozens of steps back, the tiger's mouth cracked, and he only felt a numbness in his arm, and a sharp pain surged through his whole body.

I wanted this to end the matter, but the long sword suddenly soared, and more than a thousand sharp long swords were conjured up to strangle Su Yushuang, each long sword was extremely cold with a sharp sword aura, and now thousands of sharp swords are intertwined and strangled, in Xiao Ling's eyes, Su Yushuang will definitely die, unless she admits defeat, but this also means that Su Yushuang is eliminated, but how can Su Yushuang admit defeat?!

"Sister Yushuang!" Under the ring, many Xiufeng disciples with slender postures in the distance were shocked, and they all wanted to come to the rescue, but the rules of the competition were not easy to break here.

Su Yushuang gritted her teeth, her eyes flashed cold, and she shouted, "Fight!"

"Ten Thousand Sword Slash!" Su Yushuang urged the power of the true yuan in his body, his body was like a rainbow, and he was not afraid of the Xuanbing long sword in his hand, and he slashed again and again, quite a kind of woman who did not let her eyebrows go!

Thousands of sharp swords greeted Xiao Ling's ten thousand sharp long swords!

"Dangdang Dang!" The two collided violently, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless, sonorous and powerful, and the violent True Yuan Wave could vibrate, and for a while, the void cracked, and the space hissed!!

Su Yushuang and Xiao Ling flew backwards at the same time, Xiao Ling was able to stabilize his body after flying upside down, supporting his body with a sword, and his body was scarred, with several scars from the sword, but it was obviously much better than Su Yushuang's situation.

I saw that at this moment, Su Yushuang was shocked and flew upside down, landing heavily on the ground, dripping with blood on his body, and there were several deep wounds that could penetrate into the bones, which looked shocking and made people unbearable to look at directly.

At this moment, Su Yushuang was almost in a state of coma, her eyes were disillusioned and her consciousness was confused, but the only trace of consciousness she had left told her that she couldn't lose!

Xiao Ling stood up slowly, his slightly childish face still with that cruel smile, and slowly walked towards Su Yushuang's position.

And when he was less than three zhang away from Su Yushuang, Xiao Ling stopped, stared at Su Yushuang, and said coldly with an unstoppable arrogance: "You lost." ”

"The one who loses, it's you. Su Yushuang raised her head with difficulty with the only remaining consciousness, with a shallow smile on her beautiful face.

"What are you talking about, I lost?" Xiao Ling sneered, as if he had heard a big joke, but then his smile froze.

Suddenly, Su Yushuang pointed to the sword and urged the last trace of Zhenyuan to run the Xuanbing long sword, only to hear a whoosh, the sound of breaking the air came, and a long sword came across the air and pierced Xiao Ling's chest, and blood splashed everywhere, spilling across the sky.

"Uh... How could it be?" Xiao Ling looked at the Xuanbing long sword that pierced his chest in disbelief, and there was no longer that cruel smile on his face, replaced by disbelief and unwillingness!

"Because it is fatal to underestimate the enemy. Looking at the moment when Xiao Ling fell, Su Yushuang said weakly.

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