The girl in red was like a ghost, no matter how advanced the flying sword technique of the Great Elder Kun Yan was, she couldn't touch Ming'er at all.

As Ming'er hit Kunyan with a snap of his fingers, Ling Yunding, who was originally noisy, fell into silence for a long time again.

Kun Yan stared at the girl in front of him who was trying to hold back a smile, completely losing the ability to think.

The golden long sword that had lost Kun Yan's manipulation instantly fell to the ground, losing its surface luster.

"You, what kind of kung fu are you?" Kunyan looked at Ming'er, who removed his hand and left the scene silently, and fell to his knees in distraction.

"If you want to learn, I'll teach you!"

The girl walked briskly, completely ignoring anyone's gaze.

This......

The disciples of the Yunsan Sect looked at each other, this girl seemed to be the same age as them, or even younger, but they couldn't understand her ability just now.

Not to mention them, even the elders next to the pedestal couldn't understand this girl's path at all.

The national-faced elder who had spoken provocatively before looked at Kun Yan, the great elder who was kneeling on the ground, and couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into. knew that under Kun Yan's hands, he couldn't pass five moves, and as a result, Kun Yan lost to such a young girl in an instant......

Yinding Zhenren stroked his white beard one by one, and he also had no ability to understand Ming'er at all. Yun Shuzong is also a swordsmanship sect, but her weird ability, not to mention swordsmanship, even if it is a body technique, it is not counted. It's not so much like a body, it's more like a ...... than a practice Immortals.

The real person of Yinding has lived for hundreds of years, and he has never seen such a mysterious and mysterious technique.

"Have you learned?" Ming'er looked at Jiang Yan and raised her little fist.

Jiang Yan pursed his lips, be conservative, he shouldn't be able to learn in this life.

Actually, you don't have to be conservative......

"What the hell are you ......" Mu Yunwan looked at the young Ming'er, she couldn't understand it, Jiang Yan seemed to have kidnapped a great guy!

"There's no time to explain now...... Ming'er glanced at Yinding Zhenren on the high platform in the distance, "Now that you've won and drawn, you're just here to end everything!" ”

Mu Yunwan's face instantly became stern, although she boasted that she was the first person in the world to do swordsmanship, but in the face of this Yinding Zhenren who had been the best in the world in swordsmanship for a long time, could she really win?

"One win and one draw is a tiebreaker, I knew that I would admit defeat directly just now, and one win and one loss just let the master tie the game!"

Jiang Yan complained beside him, and unsurprisingly won the white eyes of the second daughter.

Mu Yunwan looked at Jiang Yan and Mu Yunwan, and only felt happy in his heart, they had done their best and helped themselves to hold up all the façade, so now, is it also his turn as a "master"?

The long sword was in her hand, Mu Yunwan stared at the blade, and the eyes reflected in the blade were tough and sharp, it was herself.

She doesn't have the good luck of Jiang Yan, she has nobles to help; She doesn't have such weird abilities as Ming'er; She has always had only this sword, and she should also believe in her own sword.

Let her come to a successful end to the war of the entire sect.

"Sect Master!" The old man's voice sounded, and it was Yinding Zhenren who stood up from the high platform.

"It was all juniors before, and besides, we seem to have lost badly...... Yinding Zhenren looked at the young boys and girls behind Mu Yunwan, and smiled bitterly, "Although I don't want to admit it, but these two behind you have won the crushing victory, in fact, our Yunsan Sect has already lost......"

When the disciples of the Yunsan Sect heard this, they all lowered their heads with a little loss, and they also saw the battle just now, losing is losing, this is an undeniable fact.

"We've already lost two out of three games, so it stands to reason that we didn't have to play this last game." Yinding Zhenren slowly walked down from the round platform, staggering.

"But I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling, it's not that I'm unwilling to lose like this, but I'm unwilling, in this life, I can't fight with that old guy in Zichuan......"

"We've already lost, but can you let me, when I'm dying, feel the swordsmanship from Azusa Chuan for the last time?"

Everyone held their breath and looked at the extremely lonely figure, at this time, he was not the peerless sword immortal of the Yunsan Sect Master, he had removed all his false names, he was just an old man who missed the old.

"I'm sorry, no."

Mu Yunwan's voice was indifferent, breaking all the illusions of Yinding Zhenren.

"Is that so?" The old man's figure can be seen with the naked eye to be a little rickety again, in fact, he knows better than anyone else that the old man can no longer be seen.

Jiang Yan looked at Mu Yunwan with an indifferent face, and even felt that she was a little unkind.

"But ......"

Mu Yunwan raised her eyes and looked at the Yinding real person at the end of her field of vision.

"I can show you my swordsmanship!"

Mu Yunwan held the sword and stepped out, and the atmosphere changed suddenly.

"Your swordsmanship!" Yin Ding Zhenren's cloudy eyes brightened again, "Yes, your swordsmanship!" ”

The deceased has passed away, but the new person is on his side, and the inheritance from generation to generation is the true meaning of the existence of the sect.

The old man looked at the blue streamer that struck, as if, again, that feeling, that feeling, the feeling of speaking with swordsmanship.

"Sect Master, I've been taught!" Yin Ding Zhenren pulled out a black long sword from the void and greeted it.

The two streamers, one blue and one black, quickly converged in the air, and every time they collided, countless sword sounds sounded. At this moment, all the swords on Lingyun's top seemed to be excited, echoing, and wanting to come out of their sheaths.

This is the real sword duel.

The previous competition was inevitably a little too one-sided, and the fighting methods of Jiang Yan and Ming'er cannot be said to be completely different from swordsmanship, but can only be said to have nothing to do with swordsmanship.

"How?" Jiang Yan looked at the two lightning-fast streamers in the air, his flesh was mortal, and it could be said that he couldn't understand it at all.

Ming'er thought for a while, "Sister Mu's swordsmanship is extremely chic, every move and style is like a born fairy, but that old gentleman's swordsmanship is a bit ingenious, no moves, no style, better than casual!" ”

"Speak human words!"

"Sister Mu is playing more flowers, and the old man didn't do his best......"

Is this so, Jiang Yan looked at the constantly colliding figures in the air, and felt a little bad in his heart.

If he remembers correctly, Ming'er said that Yunshu Sect advocates sword intent, while Yunsan Sect attaches importance to sword moves, and now Mu Yunwan uses all kinds of exquisite sword moves, isn't it contrary to his own cultivation?

It's not that Mu Yunwan's swordsmanship is not good, it's just that he is short and strong? Isn't it a waste of time?

It can't be said that the class has an axe, it can only be said that it is a swordsmanship competition with Yinding real people, Mu Yunwan has something, but not much......