"What are you doing here at Purple Peak?"

Ling Kun looked down at Yang Yi with a questioning tone in his tone.

He has admired Princess Pingyang for a long time, and he has long regarded the other party as a forbidden person, which is a well-known thing in the sect, but Yang Yi is very close to Princess Pingyang, which makes him not angry.

Yang Yi frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Ziyang Peak is not a forbidden place, why can't I come?" ”

Clang!

Ling Kun shook the purple gold dragon head stick and slammed it into the ground, causing the ground to shake violently.

Centered on the bottom of the stick, it is surrounded by a crack like a spider's web.

His eyes were defiant, and he said coldly: "Although it is not a forbidden place, it is not a cat or a dog that can come." You better go back to Dao Peak, we don't welcome you in Ziyang Peak. ”

Yang Yi's face sank, and he said coldly: "Are you provoking me?" ”

Ling Kun nodded directly, and said hatefully: "Yes, it is provoking you, do you dare to fight?" If it weren't for Jiang Zhendao's support, I would have knocked your skull open with a stick, and the remnants of the knife path! ”

A cold glint flashed in Yang Yi's eyes, and he didn't speak, but directly drew his knife.

The flash of the knife flashed like a flash of lightning.

Ling Kun smiled at the corner of his eyes, and there was a sense of pride that his plan had succeeded.

As soon as he lifted his right arm, the purple gold dragon head stick was lifted up, blocking in front of the blood drinking knife.

Clang!

The Blood Drink Knife stood on the purple gold dragon head stick, making a violent metallic sound, blasting out a large area of air.

Yang Yi felt that his arm was a little numb, and as soon as he turned his wrist, the blade swept along the purple gold dragon head stick, cutting towards Ling Kun's right palm holding the purple gold dragon head stick, as fast as lightning.

Ling Kun's five fingers were wide open, allowing the blood drinking knife to slash through, and then he grabbed the purple gold dragon head stick and shook it vigorously, and the originally strong and hard purple gold dragon head stick actually bounced up very toughly.

The head of the stick tore through the air, making a violent sonic boom, shaking the shadow of the stick.

As soon as Ling Kun sent it away, the shadow of the stick in the sky was like a dragon with a bloody mouth open, biting down on Yang Yi's head.

The wind was so strong that it was almost impossible to breathe.

The wind is blowing, and the momentum is overwhelming.

It was like a shower, and the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked.

Yang Yi's eyes were cold, and in the face of the stick shadows in the sky, he slashed out again, and countless knife qi poured out, crushing the stick shadows one after another, making a series of explosions, connecting into a large area, and the qi waves rolled.

The blood drinking knife is even more in the shadow of thousands of sticks, accurately slashing at the head of the stick.

Clang!

As if the bell was struck, countless sword qi and stick qi were swept away by the violent air.

The violent anti-shock force made Yang Yi and Ling Kun both sink under their feet and directly stepped on the ground.

Large swaths of the ground sank beneath their feet, shaking up large clouds of dust.

Yang Yi's eyes twisted, and he deftly discharged the shock force from the blood drinking knife.

He pounced, and when he talked about the blood drinking knife, he slashed wildly.

There are no moves, and the knife is completely made with a knife sense, but the moves are deadly, fierce and domineering.

There is no urging of the sword intent, and there is no urging of the sword spirit.

Yang Yi is really angry, and his blood is soaring.

His momentum was like a rainbow, and his sword skills were fierce, and he actually pressed Ling Kun to fight!

Compared with half a month ago, he is no longer what it used to be.

Ling Kun's face turned red, and his eyes were full of shame.

Because Yang Yi didn't urge the sword intent and sword spirit, he was able to completely suppress him to fight, no matter how he counterattacked, it was useless, which made him, who boasted that he could easily defeat Yang Yi, how could he not be angry?

Ling Kun roared again and again, his true anger was surging, but he was never able to get out of the predicament.

In desperation, he could only urge the stick!

Thundered!

As the phantom of a heaven-shattering divine stick appeared behind him, Ling Kun's momentum was monstrous.

He shouted and began to fight back, swinging his long stick, forming a large fan in front of him, filled with the shadow of the stick.

As the saying goes, the stick sweeps a large area, and the gun picks a line.

Marksmanship is the most vicious with stabs, there is a saying that 'the flat gun, the king of the gun, one of the most difficult to defend', and the stick law is the most difficult to stop the sweeping momentum, and the touch is to break the bones.

Under the shadow of the sticks, the wind howled and the dust flew.

A shallow layer of soil is lifted to reveal the pale cyan stone underneath.

But the stones were also shattered under the shadow of the stick, and were swept up by the wind and struck in all directions like bullets, which caused the surrounding trees to suffer, and many trunks were burst.

Ling Kun was like a tyrannosaurus rex, rushing towards Yang Yi.

Yang Yi's fighting spirit was high, and his blood was surging.

He exuded a faint golden light all over his body, and without the slightest evasion, he rushed directly with the blood drinking knife.

He swung his knife like a curtain, and he didn't know how many knives he had chopped out in an instant!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Knives and sticks collide, and I don't know how many times in an instant.

The two of them fought fast and clashed hard, setting off countless sword lights and stick shadows around them, almost completely covering their figures, and at the same time, the violent air continued to explode, like endless thunder in summer.

The hard rocky ground scared their feet like tofu.

A radius of more than ten zhang, all of them were reduced to ruins.

Such a fierce battle between the two soon attracted a large number of sect disciples to come and watch.

Looking at the battle scene, many people exclaimed:

"This is Senior Brother Ling Kun, that's Yang Yi, they actually fought!"

"Good guy, Yang Yi is going to heaven, without urging the sword intent and sword spirit, he can actually fight on par with Senior Brother Ling Kun, you must know that Senior Brother Ling Kun has already urged the stick spirit."

"Could it be that the Sword Peak still has some unique inheritance, otherwise how could Yang Yi cultivate so quickly?"

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Ling Kun to be so useless!"

……

"Yang Yi!"

Princess Binh Duong also came.

She stood in the crowd, looking at the fierce and invincible Yang Yi, and her eyes couldn't help but shine.

"Yang Yi, you trick me!"

Ling Kun suddenly roared: "You dog, come on, use all your skills." ”

He could see that Yang Yi could easily defeat him, but he just didn't make a move.

This is not to show mercy to his subordinates, but to let countless disciples come to see his jokes.

Thinking of this, Ling Kun was furious.

He roared angrily, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his combat power increased again.

"Okay, I'll fulfill you!"

Yang Yi drank coldly: "Yin and Yang Purgatory!" ”

He slashed out, and countless two-colored knife qi strangled back and forth, as if forming a huge meat grinder.

Ling Kun roared angrily, and the purple gold dragon head stick swept long, shattering countless sword qi.

But he still flew out upside down, and more than a dozen knife marks appeared on his body, especially the one on his chest, and even his ribs were all cut off in unison, almost hurting his heart.

Without a month or two of cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to use force.

Yang Yi's eyes were cold, and he was sheathed.

This is the foot of Ziyang Peak, and he is not good at killing people in public.

So he simply dragged the battle, attracting more of his peers to come and watch, making Ling Kun lose face and kill people to vent the hatred in his heart.

"Look at what, don't carry it up the mountain for treatment."

"If he dies of blood loss, it doesn't matter to me."

"Also, he provoked me first in this battle, don't forget to tell the sect master."

Yang Yili drank.

The two Ziyang Peak disciples came back to their senses and hurriedly stepped forward.

As for the others, they are scattered as birds and beasts.

In the face of Yang Yi, the killing god, they were still very frightened in their hearts.

Princess Pingyang smiled at the corner of her mouth, and she stepped forward and asked, "Yang Yi, why did you fight with Senior Brother Ling?" ”

Yang Yi said with residual anger: "I was going to go up the mountain to find you, but he stopped me here and made insulting remarks to me, so I couldn't help but teach him a lesson." ”

Princess Pingyang nodded and said, "Let's go over there." ”

"Hmm!"

Yang Yi nodded, and the two walked to the mountains not far away.

Late autumn has arrived, and the mountains are full of yellow leaves.

A large number of maple trees were planted in the Ziyang Sect, and at this time, the leaves were red, and the mountains were all over the field, and it looked like a fire was burning, and at the same time, the air was filled with the fragrance of maple leaves.

Yang Yi asked, "Xuanxuan, weren't you grounded in the Zongren Mansion, why did you come out?" ”

Princess Pingyang stroked the long hair on her cheeks and said, "There is a powerhouse of the Ning True Realm named Chen Daoyun, who broke into the palace and forced His Majesty to revoke the reward for you. Your Majesty was frightened, and not only did he revoke the reward for you, but also released me and my cousin, and the royal brother was canonized as the new crown prince. ”

"It turned out to be Uncle Chen!"

Yang Yi was stunned, he said with a smile: "I want to congratulate the third prince for ascending the throne of the crown prince as he wished." ”

Although the former crown prince of Wei was killed by him, the royal family had no family affection.

Whether it is Princess Pingyang or the third prince who is the brother of the former prince of Wei, they will not hate him for this, and even the third prince will be grateful to him in their hearts.

Princess Pingyang turned her head to look at Yang Yi, her eyes couldn't take her eyes off, and she sighed: "Yang Yi, you are growing up too fast. I still remember the first time I saw you, you were only in the blood and qi realm, but now you can easily defeat Senior Brother Ling, even I have to start looking up. Maybe it won't be long before I don't even have the qualifications to look up to you. ”

The reality is cruel, and creation makes people.

Her affection for Yang Yi had just sprouted, but now she had to cut it off ruthlessly.

Not only is the gap between the two getting bigger and bigger in the future, but also because the state of Chu has already summoned the state of Wei, and the team of the prince of Chu to welcome his relatives has set off and is about to arrive in the state of Wei.

When she returned to the sect this time, she said that she was participating in the sect competition, but in fact, she saw Yang Yi for the last time.

She wanted to show her heart to Yang Yi, but in the end she held back.

The state of Chu is too strong, she and Yang Yi are destined to be impossible, so why bother to harm Yang Yi and pull him into this quagmire.

Yang Yi smiled slightly and comforted: "I can cultivate very quickly in the Qi Pulse Realm and the Qi Sea Realm, but after the Juyuan Realm, it may not be the same, but Princess, your talent is not bad, and I may be one step ahead." ”

The two of them walked among the mountains, chatting casually.

The breeze blew, and a few fiery red maple leaves fluttered down.

fell on Yang Yi's shoulders, and also fell on Princess Pingyang's hair.

Neither of them cared, and walked all the way to the depths of the mountains until the figure disappeared.

…………

The Purple Yang Sect Sect Sect Great Competition has finally begun.

At the end of this year, the big competition needs to last for nine days, of which the first five days are the outer door big competition, because the outer door has the largest number of people;

The middle three days are the inner door Dabi, and the last day is the true transmission Dabi.

Whether it is the true lineage, or the inner or outer door, anyone who wins the top ten will be rewarded, and it is also very rich, aiming to encourage disciples to work hard to cultivate.

Among them, the first place in the true transmission will be rewarded with a middle-grade spiritual weapon, a hundred lower-grade spiritual stones, and a heaven-level low-level exercise, which can be selected by yourself in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

This reward is placed in the Purple Yang Sect, which is actually very generous.

Yang Yi occasionally went to see it, mainly with his grandfather, and took his old man to see the excitement.

Most of the rest of the time, he was practicing the "Reincarnation Sword Technique".

After the outer door is the inner door.

The girl in white, Ning Feixuan, was very eye-catching, and she basically defeated the enemy with one move, which made Yang Yi secretly shocked.

And at the end of the inner door competition, she won the first place in the inner door.

As a result, the whole sect was shaken.

Because Ning Feixuan, like Yang Yi, has only been in the sect for half a year.

Although it is not as amazing and brilliant as Yang Yi, it can also beat people of the same generation.

Ning Feixuan's rise is not only the glory of the Jade Girl Peak, but also the glory of the Ziyang Sect Sword Sect.

Bai Fengyu had even made up his mind that he would go all out to cultivate Ning Feixuan and train her into someone who could carry Yang Yi.

It was also on this night that Yang Yi finally cultivated the "Reincarnation Sword Technique" to Xiaocheng.

The king-level low-level sword technique, even if it is only a small success, is far stronger than the consummation of the "Thunder Hell Knife Sutra", which is the advantage that comes from the level.

…………

The night is cool, and the moon is like day.

In Ziyang Town, in a certain upper room of Tongxi Inn, Guo Taihua secretly met with Xiang Lianhai.

Guo Taihua handed Xiang Lianhai a booklet and said, "This is a detailed diagram of my Ziyang Sect's Mountain Protection Array, as long as you control the twelve formation nodes, you can suspend the formation."

It will take at least an hour to activate the formation again.

And this hour is enough for us to kill Yang Yi, and enough for you to evacuate safely.

By the way, do you have enough manpower?

Twelve formation nodes, each node has two True Gang Realm martial artists all year round, you need to secretly sneak attack to restrain them and suspend the formation, which means that this requires twenty-four True Gang Realm martial artists. ”

Xiang Lianhai's eyes flashed with joy, he suppressed the excitement in his heart, took the booklet and said, "Don't worry, I have gathered enough manpower, but how do you arrange us in?" ”

Guo Taihua said confidently: "Tomorrow is the last day of the sect competition, according to the tradition of our Ziyang Sect, every year after the sect competition, the whole sect will celebrate, and a large amount of wine, meat and other materials need to be transported up the mountain. I've already made arrangements, and when the time comes, you'll pretend to be the one who sends wine and meat up the mountain. ”

"Good!"

…………

The next day, Douwutai.

The much-anticipated true biography is finally about to begin.

There are many disciples of the Ziyang Sect, even the true disciples have more than two hundred.

With so many people, there must be no one-on-one competition, and a large number of competitions are used to determine the final ranking.

In the Ziyang Sect, in addition to the True Transmission List, there is also a True Transmission Disciple Ranking List.

If you are confident that you have made progress, you can challenge people who are ranked higher than you, and then determine the ranking at the end, which saves a lot of time.

In today's true biography competition, Yang Yi is aiming for the first place.

Therefore, after the sect leader Bai Fengyu announced the start of the competition, he jumped onto the fighting platform, clasped his fists and said loudly: "I want to challenge Xiao Jianchen." ”

Everyone was not surprised that Yang Yi challenged Xiao Jianchen, because he seriously injured Ling Kun, who was in second place, some time ago.

Swish! Swish!

A pair of eyes all looked at Xiao Jianchen, a handsome young man.

He was dressed in white and spotlessly clean.

Behind Xiao Jianchen, sitting was the peak master of Taixuan Peak.

His lips moved slightly, and he said with the secret of sound transmission: "Sword Minister, if you have the opportunity, you can take the opportunity to abolish Yang Yi and cut off the hidden danger of the sword dispute, and my Ziyang Sect can no longer afford to toss." ”

Xiao Jianchen's eyes froze and he nodded slowly.