Chapter Forty-Three: Talent? Then you have to be famous!
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"Can't it..."On top of Qingfeng, a disciple poured cold water.
After being glared at by Chengde Feng's disciples, he explained, "It's mainly this thing, is it a matter of taking a sword?!" ”
What Ji Liuyu has to face is to step forward and bring the dragon sword formation formed by the convergence of pure aura!
After hearing this, the people around sighed.
"Isn't it? It's horrible!"
"I'll forget it, let's throw in the towel. And let's just say, it's not a shame to lose to Senior Sister Qing Yao! ”
The face of the disciple of Chengde Peak was ugly.
Even in their eyes, Ji Liuyu is very strong, but many times they have to admit that it is Li Qingyao who dominates the Qingyun Sect.
At the same time, in the viewing ceremony, the disciples of various sects exchanged heads and ears, all lamenting Li Qingyao's strength.
The female swordsman standing next to the brocade-robed young man also spoke highly of Li Qingyao's sword formation, "Amazing." ”
Only the boy pouted in displeasure, "Is it really so powerful?" That young lady surnamed Ji, is there no possibility of winning? ”
The female swordsman shook her head, "She? Win Li Qingyao? No way! ”
The difference in strength between the two is too great.
One is only the Jindan period, and the other has temporarily broken through to the moon-swallowing period.
The boy was not convinced, "But her sword is also very powerful!" ”
The female swordsman retorted, "But not the most powerful. ”
In the competition, if the gap in one's own strength is too large, and the sword is not the strongest, it is meaningless.
This is a very simple truth, so everyone began to look forward to Ji Liuyu being beaten.
After all, who doesn't want to watch the excitement?
But it was very strange that everyone waited for a while and found that Ji Liuyu was very calm.
It was so calm that it made them feel uncomfortable.
Someone complained, "Why is she still calm?!" ”
As soon as the words fell, a clear sword roar suddenly echoed in the valley.
First one, then two, three... Countless ways.
Immediately after, above the green peak, all the swords began to ring.
Noisy and cut, dense turns.
Li Qingyao heard the sound, her pupils shrank, and she looked at Ji Liuyu incredulously. Finding that the other party was just staring at her eyes, he didn't look at or ignore her sword formation, holding the Starstream Sword, and stabbed forward without hesitation!
There were no moves, no changes, not even any sword intent and momentum.
And so it stabbed.
And in response, it was all the swords on Qingfeng.
When a Zhenfeng famous sword rose from the ground in the air and protected Ji Liuyu, the disciples of Qingyun Sect woke up like a dream.
"It's the Sky Scar Peak Lord's Ling Xiao Sword!"
"And the Moon Rong Sword of the Clear Moon Peak Lord!"
"Oh my God, how can you even have the Dust Whisk Sword of the Lord of Nanwang Peak..."
Before they could finish sighing, they found that the swords around them were also out of their scabbards one after another, like the most loyal slaves, guarding Ji Liuyu behind them, everyone present felt their scalps tingle!
It is true that Li Qingyao's sword formation is very strong and big.
But behind Ji Liuyu, there was a gathering of swords from everyone on Qingfeng!
Ten thousand swords are one, but that's it!
"Crazy crazy, is this what we deserve to see?!"
"How the hell did she do it?!"
Someone almost stared, "This can't be!" ”
What could be more terrible than the well-cared for saber that no longer obeys orders and goes to strangers?
On the high seat, several peak masters looked at the suddenly empty scabbard on their waists, and they also fell into shock!
Yuan Suzhi couldn't believe it, "No... What the hell is going on?! ”
He Qi used his divine sense to sweep it, and his face was shocked, "It's a natural sword blank!" ”
She is a natural sword blank that has not been encountered in ten thousand years, the master of ten thousand swords!
After listening to the string music, he also changed his tone, "Quickly let people interrupt this sword test, Qing Yao can't beat her!" ”
But when the audience was boiling, this persuasion was naturally useless.
Li Qingyao held the swaying Demon Moon Sword in her hand, incredible, "Even you want to go?" ”
After a short period of restlessness, the Demon Moon Sword fell silent.
Li Qingyao clenched the sword in her hand and stepped forward.
When the two women met again in mid-air, everyone held their breath.
Their swords were all fast, and in a short split second, they seemed to have fought hundreds of times. The sword array behind Li Qingyao slammed towards Ji Liuyu, however, when she was ten feet away from Ji Liuyu, she was blocked by the sword intent solidified by ten thousand swords behind her.
The power of the sword intent around Ji Liuyu continued to attack Li Qingyao, spreading everywhere, and finally returned to the air again, shaking out more than ten invisible qi waves.
In the end, it all came out with a terrifying roar.
Rumble!
This sound shook the nine heavens, and the people around were all coerced by the sword intent that turned into a wave of qi, and they all held back.
Van Luochen straightened his crumpled sleeves.
Suqiu is almost untenable.
Several disciples with weak cultivation turned pale, and some even spat blood from their mouths.
Only Yan Yan, who had been watching the battle for a long time, waved his little hands excitedly, "Wow! Sister is awesome! ”
All:......
This little group has not been suppressed at all, do you feel uncomfortable?!
What's going on with a little pervert?!
The brocade-clothed young man who was firmly protected by the female swordsman was also very excited, "Wow, the young lady is strong!" Did you see it? ”
The female swordsman is embarrassed.
I feel that my young master has the smell of brainless fans.
But this was not over, Ji Liuyu's sword light passed over Li Qingyao, and with the ten thousand swords behind her, it hit the giant dragon sword formation behind Li Qingyao.
There was a crackle, and countless explosions rang out.
When everyone looked up, they could only see meteors in the sky.
It's like fireworks.
"This is the Starstream Sword?!"
Some female disciples were moved, "It's so beautiful!" ”
Ji Liuyu walked through it, turning into a sword light, and no one could imagine how fast she was at this time.
Including Li Qingyao.
When the sword light approached, she found that her brain was blank and she had lost the ability to react.
The crowd watching the battle did not know where to look for a moment.
It's the starry stream in the sky, or the two of them in the starry stream.
The wind stopped and the clouds were quiet, and soon, the sky full of meteors turned into invisible. Ji Liuyu's figure reappeared and landed on the ground, with a graceful demeanor, which fascinated countless people.
In the next moment, the Demon Moon Sword that was knocked away fell from the sky and plunged three feet deep into the ground!
Immediately, just hearing a bang, Li Qingyao's body slammed down, startling a cloud of dust.
Looking at Li Qingyao, who struggled to get up from the ground and spit blood from his mouth, Qingfeng fell into a dead silence.
The disciples watching the battle were shocked and speechless.
The faces of several peak masters were extremely ugly.
Only Ji Liuyu put away the sword, Yu Guang glanced around, and said lightly, "Next." ”
As soon as these words came out, Li Qingyao's face was ugly, and everyone in the audience broke out in a cold sweat!
Someone stammered, "Please, this, this is Li Qingyao!" ”
Did she think she was cutting some worthless cabbage?!
Still the next one?!