When the Qingxia Sect disciples in the battle sighed slightly, the laughter of several female disciples of the Qinglian Sect was heartwarming, at this moment, Ye Yun in the light mask was stunned, and Pan Jie, who was like a sword fairy, her movements instantly became faster, and an iron sword danced faster and faster in her hand, and when she was still about a zhang away from Ye Yun, she jumped lightly and raised her sword in the air to stab Ye Yun.

That sword was like a flying immortal outside the sky, and the male disciple who watched the battle was stunned, because the speed was too fast, layers of sword shadows appeared, and the sword shadows wrapped Pan Jie, like a meteor formed by the sword shadows, and slammed into Ye Yun violently, followed by a few vague afterimages behind her, looking at this posture, not to mention whether the sword in Pan Jie's hand could pierce Ye Yun, this impact was enough to shatter a person's body.

In the blink of an eye, Pan Jie's meteor-like sword and Ye Yun were close at hand, and bursts of exclamations erupted among the disciples watching the battle around.

Dozens of steps away from the light shield where Ye Yun participated in the battle, Wang Tong and Yu Wenzhu were chatting while walking, and suddenly a commotion came into the ears of the two, the two frowned slightly and looked a little displeased, Wang Tong looked at a Qingxiamen disciple beside him, pointed to the light mask and asked, "Zhu Heng, go and see what's going on over there." ”

"Elder Wang, it seems that this is the place where Senior Brother Ye Yun participated in the battle. Zhu Heng's expression was indifferent, he didn't feel the slightest tiredness after winning the game, he had been wandering around early in the morning, and he already knew the location of many disciples who had not participated in the battle.

"Let's go, let's see. Wang Tong snorted lightly and walked towards the place where Ye Yun participated in the battle, Zhu Heng followed behind him respectfully, Yu Wenzhu watched the figures of the two follow slowly, with a smile on his fat face.

When Wang Tong and Zhu Heng walked one after the other to the light mask where Ye Yun was participating in the battle, the disciples who were watching the battle around made way for the two of them, Wang Tong looked into the light mask, and in an instant, his gloomy face was full of horror.

Burst.

Inside the light mask, a head flew high, a drop of blood was sprinkled in the air and floated, a headless female corpse smashed violently into the distance, Ye Yun stood in front of Pan Jie where he jumped up, his right hand held a sword stained with bright red blood, and his left hand pinched the green jade hanging on his waist, which was slowly loosened.

This picture seems to be static and dynamic, the position of Ye Yun's station has changed, but he is still standing so straight, and Pan Jie, who rushed towards Ye Yun in the air before, is still moving, but her petite body has lost its exquisite head.

Silence, every disciple in the battle stared blankly at Ye Yun who was standing straight, and the headless female corpse that smashed heavily on the ground, completely falling into a state of silence, as if they couldn't hear any outside sounds.

The smile on the face of the female disciple of the Blue Lotus Sect was fixed on that beautiful face, they seemed to have lost the function of switching facial expressions, with a smile on their faces, their mouths were emitting exclamations, and their movements were terrifying.

The male disciples of Qingxia Sect swept away their previous sad appearance, and they all let out hearty laughter, and the laughter turned into cheers, Wang Tong looked at the qi in front of him, and couldn't believe it, Ye Yun, a kid who was once forced to enter the cultivation world by himself, had become so powerful once upon a time.

However, after being surprised, Wang Tong pondered for a while, and a cruel smile appeared on his face, since Ye Yun is so powerful, it will be even better, which shows that he didn't look away at the beginning, the stronger Ye Yun is, the happier Wang Tong is, because the rewards Ye Yun gets after his victory will all be his, and he will not let go of the fat on the side of his mouth.

"Qingxiamen, Ye Yunsheng. ”

Listening to the voice of the warkeeper, Ye Yun walked to the sidelines with his sword, perhaps, those disciples who watched the battle before felt that Ye Yun was very powerful, how incredible it was for Ye Yun to turn defeat into victory, but Ye Yun himself knew that he was just lucky to win in the face of Pan Jie's inexplicable exercises.

Ye Yun watched a few battles and had already seen the terrifying female disciples of the Qinglian Sect, so when he entered the field, he used his left hand to tightly pinch the green jade hanging on his waist, the true material of the green jade was the blue sea green jade in ancient times.

In the light mask, Ye Yun stared directly at Pan Jie, not confused by Pan Jie's inexplicable exercises, but he really wanted to see the exercises used by Pan Jie, but unfortunately, Ye Yun didn't see anything about the exercises, but the awakening function of Qingyu really surprised him.

Coincidentally, when Pan Jie raised his sword and rushed towards Ye Yun, he thought that Ye Yun had been hit, and the vigilance against Ye Yun in his heart had long been left behind, but unexpectedly, Ye Yun was carrying a treasure, but he was extremely sober, and when he was at the last moment, Ye Yun looked at the sword that stabbed him, and killed Pan Jie with only one move, and that move was the second style in Qingxia's swordsmanship, which was short-lived.

The disciples who were watching the battle made way for Ye Yun, Ye Yun's face was silent, and he slowly walked towards the edge of the square with a blood-dripping sword.

Yu Wenzhu came to Wang Tong's side, looked at Wang Tong with a smile, and said, "You have a vision, the disciple you received at the beginning is good." ”

Although Yu Wenzhu didn't see the battle between Ye Yun and Pan Jie, he saw Ye Yun walking out of the light mask.

"Elder Yu, don't laugh at me. Wang Tong smiled, he found a Qingxia Sect disciple beside him, and asked, "Did you see it just now?"

Qingxiamen disciple, with a look of memory on his face, he looked at Wang Tong and said respectfully: "When Pan Jie's sword and Ye Yun were close at hand, Ye Yun suddenly used a sword move for a while, at that time, the silver light flashed, Ye Yun was already standing a foot away, I don't see how to make a move, I don't see it too clearly." ”

"Waste, get out. Wang Tong shouted angrily, and the Qingxia Sect disciples around him all left in a gloomy manner, some were ready to enter the light mask to participate in the battle, and some continued to watch the battle.

Wang Tong's face was not very good, he asked Ye Yun about the status of his shot, just to know how far Ye Yun's strength had reached, and he wanted to estimate how far Ye Yun could go in the battle of the three disciples.

The three words of Penglai Pavilion lingered in Wang Tongxin, entering Penglai Pavilion was his dream when he was young, but it has not been realized, once upon a time, he did something inhumane in order to enter it.

"Will he enter Penglai Pavilion?" Wang Tong looked at Ye Yun in the distance of the square, his thoughts were rolling, if this was the case, in order to get the reward of Penglai Pavilion, Wang Tong did not hesitate to kill Ye Yun, but Wang Tong just thought about this matter, because he knew that it was impossible, a small ninth-order swordsman would enter Penglai Pavilion, it was simply a fantasy.

When the sun set, the first round of elimination on the first day came to an end, the disciples of Qinglianmen relied on inexplicable exercises, and won twenty-eight people, Qingxiamen won eighteen people, and the two doors added up to only forty-six people, in general, Qingxiamen was more miserable.

Qingpingmen's achievements are even more miserable than Qingxiamen's, it can be described as miserable, the fifty Qingpingmen disciples who fought against Shura Island, a full fifteen people died, fifteen people were disabled, and only eight people won in the end, and the others were defeated for various reasons, but they didn't hurt themselves.

The battle between the disciples of Shura Island and Qingping Sect was simply a one-sided massacre, and in the process of slaughter, there was only one disciple of Qingping Sect, which brought a strong impact to the disciples of Shura Island.

That powerful Qingping Sect disciple, called Lu Zhi, was in the battle, he held a shabby ancient book in his hand, and watched from beginning to end, his opponent was a third-order swordsman from Shura Island, Song Chen.

Song Chen's strength belongs to the middle and upper reaches of the Shura Island disciples, and he is also well-known on weekdays, when Song Chen rushed towards Lu Zhi, Lu Zhi did not raise his head, and wiped out Song Chen with a sword in his hand.