The east is white, the sun is rising, warm and warm, the clouds are vast, the mist is shrouded, cool and refreshing. The trees are verdant, the dew drops are dotted, the spirit ape squeaks happily, the cicadas chirp, and the white crane flies, which is really like the holy land of the fairy family.

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The crisp sound of bells echoed in the mountains, and the top of Jiuhua Mountain was suddenly full of people.

The battle for the quarterfinals has finally begun!

"In the first round and two games, Qingzhu Peak Qin Yu had no edge against Qingyun Peak. On the stage, an elder shouted.

Qin Yu's body was shocked, the strength of the sword without a blade, Qin Yu knew.

At this moment, the eyes of the first seat of each peak converged here, for no other reason, the day before yesterday, Yi Butong said that if there are no disciples of Qingzhu Peak to enter the top eight, the first candidate of Qingzhu Peak will be selected from among the disciples of other peaks.

Ling Jiannan was beside Hua Qing and complimented: "Wufeng's nephew has a unique sword path, which can be regarded as a genius in the sky, and then counting Hao Jianfeng and Changsheng, this time the top eight of the Nine Veins Martial Arts will occupy three seats." ”

"Hehe, Senior Brother Ling, the competition is not over yet, and it is still unknown who will win and who will lose. Although Hua Qing said this, the corners of his mouth set off a smug arc, obviously extremely useful for Ling Jiannan's praise.

"It's just a candidate for the first seat of Qingzhu Peak, I'm afraid I have to choose from among the disciples of his peak. "Ling Jian Nandao

On the stage

"I didn't expect this to be a competition between you and me. Jian Wufeng was carrying a giant sword and said with a faint smile.

"I didn't expect that either. Qin Yu said.

Jian Wufeng slowly drew out the giant sword and said in a condensed voice, "I won't keep my hand." ”

"That's the best!"

Jian Wufeng didn't say anything more, he said "be careful", his body jumped up, and the bladeless giant sword slashed down in the air, and suddenly a colorless sword qi that was more than a foot long rose angrily in the wind, and the waves of qi rolled up, and the colorless sword qi rushed straight towards Qin Yu.

The blood sword came out of its sheath, silently, but extremely fast, only to see the blood-colored sword light bloom instantly, rising into the sky, cutting the colorless sword qi.

The sword has no edge, and the stone platform is heavy, and the table surface is instantly cracked and dented, like an arrow off the string, the speed is extremely fast, and it is like a fierce tiger. The giant sword is profound, the true qi is constricted, and it is smashed with a thousand powers.

Qin Yu's expression was never more dignified, and Jian Wufeng's strength was strong, but it aroused the long-buried battle intent in Qin Yu's heart.

How he longed for a sweaty battle, whether he won or lost, just to vent the grief and anguish in his heart.

Qin Yu's gaze began to become bloodthirsty, like a ferocious beast, the true qi in the meridians surged, slowly entering the blood sword, Qin Yu could feel the restlessness and excitement of the blood sword, at this moment, Qin Yu's will seemed to be fused with the sword spirit of the blood sword.

Suddenly, Qin Yu's body shook suddenly, the blood-colored sword surged instantly, and the ferocious aura wrapped the entire stone platform, Qin Yu's figure flashed and disappeared, but the next moment, it was in front of Jian Wufeng's body, and the blood-colored long sword was picked up, directly shaking the giant sword that smashed it.

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The sound of the sword exploding instantly, piercing through the golden cracking stone, almost bursting people's eardrums.

The two figures flew back, and they were evenly divided, and the moment they stabilized their figures, the table collapsed, and the two figures rushed towards each other like beasts.

The figures were staggered, and in a moment, the two swords had intersected for more than ten rounds, and the fierce sword exchange echoed on the top of Jiuhua Mountain, attracting everyone's attention.

The heavy giant sword seemed to be as light as nothing in Jian Wufeng's hands, the sword qi was raging, the table of the stone building burst in an instant, and the stone chips danced wildly, such an astonishing destructive power made every onlooker stunned.

In the face of such a strong attack, Qin Yu did not retreat in the slightest, and in terms of strength alone, Qin Yu was confident that he would not lose to anyone. The brute bull was running wildly, his anger was like a swimming dragon, roaring and rolling, the blood sword seemed to know Qin Yu's battle intent, and the fierce aura was even stronger, and he fought towards the sword without any fancy fancy.

The blood sword dances wildly, there is no discipline and moves to speak of, in contrast, the sword has no blade, the sword moves open and close, step by step, and the water does not leak.

The disciples sighed, although Qin Yu of Qingzhu Peak had some brute strength, it could not be compared to Qingyun Peak's sword Wufeng after all.

The expressions of the first seat of the Eight Peaks and the elders were uncertain, and finally, Hua Qing said in a condensed voice: "With the intention of the sword, there is no way of the sword!"

All the leaders and elders were all shocked, and then their eyes were solemn and looked towards the competition platform.

On the stage, Jian Wufeng's expression was solemn, his body jumped, and he saw the ink-like bladeless sword suddenly turn around, as fast as lightning, and rushed towards Qin Yu with the momentum of opening mountains and slashing the sea.

I didn't see how Qin Yu moved, and he didn't even see the trajectory of the blood sword, the blood sword in Qin Yu's hand had already met it, and collided with the bladeless giant sword, and the momentum was not weak at all.

With the intention of the sword, the intention is to move the sword, although Qin Yu has not been cultivating for a long time, he can get a first glimpse of its realm.

The next moment, in the stunned eyes of everyone, they saw that the bodies of the two people shook at the same time, as if they were hit hard, blood was sprayed suddenly, and their bodies flew back.

Qin Yu was even more unbearable, his whole body rolled for several weeks before stopping, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again, spilling on the blood sword, and then, without anyone paying attention, the blood was quickly absorbed by the blood sword.

Jian Wufeng's strength was so strong that everyone was stunned, Qin Yu was able to barely resist, which was even more unexpected than everyone expected.

The blood merged into the sword body, and the blood color was particularly rich, and Qin Yu only felt a cold evil qi spread along his arm and to the meridians of his body. Qin Yu was shocked in his heart, the fierce aura of the blood sword that night still made Qin Yu's heart palpitate.

However, the cold evil qi did not have the slightest intention of destroying the meridians, but gradually merged with the true qi, and in an instant, the true qi in Qin Yu's body skyrocketed, tumbling and galloping, breaking through the limit of the sixth-grade martial artist.

At this moment, Qin Yu only felt that he was completely integrated with the blood sword, and he had never been connected with the sword spirit before, the body was the sword, and the sword was also the body.

The invisible qi wave centered on Qin Yu swept away.

"Congratulations," Jian Wufeng said expressionlessly.

Immediately, the giant sword danced, setting off a violent wind, countless sword qi raged in the wind, the stone platform collapsed, and the solid rock was like confetti, which was swept up by the wind, and for a while, the sand and stones were flying, and the momentum was mighty, rushing towards Qin Yu like mountains and seas.

Qin Yu had bloodshot on the corners of his mouth, and he slowly stood up, his eyes were bloodshot, and his appearance was a little hideous. With a wave of the blood sword, one by one shot out in an arc! Then, thousands of blood-colored cold rays rushed out, and a rich ferocious aura spread, and the surging blood light burst out like a sea tide.

The evil qi and blood met with the wind and sword qi, and when the stone platform was finally overwhelmed and cracked, the air waves rolled, rolling up the stone chips and dust in the sky, surging around, drowning the figures of the two. The sound of swords roared, piercing through gold and cracking stones, and wanted to tear people's eardrums.

The disciples, elders, and first seats of the Jiuhua Sect who were watching all changed their color, since the beginning of the Nine Veins Martial Arts, there had never been such a fierce battle, and in just a moment, the huge stone platform of the martial arts competition collapsed, leaving only the ground full of rocks and remnants.

The wind and blood finally dissipated, the stone chips and smoke in the sky gradually settled, and in the chaos of stone and dust, there was only a figure holding a blood sword standing, and it was Qin Yu.

"Qingzhu Peak Qin Yusheng!" said an elder, his voice trembling a little.

Everyone was in an uproar, who would have thought that this competition would end with Qin Yu's victory.

In the chaotic stones, Qin Yu's clothes were stained with blood, and his eyes were blurred, and the red blood almost covered his eyes. After hearing the six words "Qingzhu Peak Qin Yusheng", his heart relaxed, his tense body finally relaxed, crumbling, Qin Yu's consciousness was also blurred, and only the sound of the mountain wind was left in his ears. If he could hear the call of the outside world, he would hear the exclamations of Changsheng, Compassion, Butterfly Dance, Tian Geng, and Panshi.

At this moment, Qin Yu, who was vaguely willed, suddenly thought of the dream of mercy, the woman who was haunted by her dreams, the coldness on her face was replaced by anxiety, and she was running towards her. An imperceptible smile rose at the corner of Qin Yu's mouth, and then he finally gave up, losing the last trace of clarity.