Boom!

Suddenly, all the sword qi disappeared, and a figure flew out.

Fall ten paces away!

"Ahem, ahem!"

Everyone present could clearly see that it was Qin Lingcheng who was knocked out and landed on the ground!

He coughed incessantly, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth and nose, and there were a few more blood marks on his otherwise handsome face, which twitched and twisted into shape.

The body was even more miserable, the clothes were cut with more than a dozen wounds, broken to the point that they couldn't cover the body, and the blood stained the white shirt red, and it was shocking to look at it.

What's more, the sword he held in his hand was only a bare hilt!

How is this possible!

This is the common thought of everyone at this moment, you must know that Qin Lingcheng has the realm strength of the Six Heavens of Qi Refining, and he is a disciple who has been in the inner hall for three years, how could he be defeated by Qin Yun in one move?

In their opinion, Qin Yun's strength is definitely inferior to Qin Lingcheng, but he will not be defeated easily, and the two sides will have to fight fiercely for a long time, and after a long time of competition, they can only tell the winner.

Most people were optimistic that Qin Lingcheng would be able to win the final victory.

But the living facts in front of him are like a heavy slap in the face of those people!

Many people thought that there was something wrong with their eyes, and rubbed their eyes in disbelief, and the audience was silent.

After a long time, someone muttered, "Could it be that this is the legendary Thunder Sound Sword Qi?"

Lei Yin sword qi is an extremely high realm in swordsmanship, and the sword is like lightning to destroy the enemy within thousands of steps in an instant, making it impossible for people to resist at all.

The most significant feature of the thunder sound sword qi is that the moment the sword is released, there will be a rolling thunder sound, but when people hear the thunder sound, the sword qi has already completed its mission.

For these disciples, the thunder sound sword qi is a legend, and Qin Yun's sword momentum is really a little like a legend.

"!" the person next to him cursed, but the look of horror on his face couldn't be concealed: "If it's really Lei Yin Sword Qi, Qin Lingcheng will only have a few pieces of broken flesh and bones left." ”

This person lowered his voice: "Lei Yin Sword Qi, don't talk about Qin Lingcheng, even if it is our hall master's end."

He didn't say the rest of the words, but everyone understood the meaning - the hall master couldn't stand it!

However, these children can't understand it, but Qin Wuyi, who is the master of the Foreign Affairs Hall, has a good eyesight: "This is the Ben Lei Xingyun Sword Technique, I once saw Deacon Mu of the Keqing Hall practice it, Qin Yun, this kid, hey"

A deacon sitting on his right side was surprised: "Ben Thunder Xingyun Sword, I remember it's a yellow-level swordsmanship, why is it so powerful, Qin Lingcheng can't stop it with a single move?"

Qin Wuyi didn't want to say it, but since others asked, everyone was very curious, he thought about it and explained: "Qin Yun, this kid, has practiced Jiuyang Xuangong to a certain extent, and the power of the sword can be doubled!"

Qin Yun actually refined Jiuyang Xuangong! The deacons were all dumbfounded.

This is a Jiuyang Xuangong that is comparable to ordinary earth-level exercises! Could it be that with the secret book in the ancestor's hand, he can practice it so easily?

Even if it's just a bit of heat, it's unbelievable.

Qin Wuji fell silent and looked at Qin Yun from a distance, with a hint of complexity on his face.

He didn't expect that unconsciously, Qin Yun would grow to this point, and he remembered the change in his attitude towards Qin Yun because of the fall of the Ancestor

This innate powerhouse actually had some entanglements in his heart.

At this time, in the martial arts arena, Qin Yun slowly put away the Qinggang Sword, and no one noticed the regret that flashed in his eyes.

The sword technique he used to defeat his opponent was the first style of the Ben Thunder Xingyun Sword, and this sword style Qin Yun had just mastered and learned, and he was far from reaching the realm of perfection.

Therefore, despite Qin Yun's full attack, with the intention to deal with the unprepared, Qin Lingcheng still blocked most of the sword qi power in his hasty response, and did not die on the spot.

However, the remaining sword qi was enough for him to suffer heavy losses, and the sword was destroyed and injured, and he had no strength to fight again.

For the real enemy, Qin Yun will never show mercy to his subordinates, even if he is also a disciple of the Qin family, since he wants his life, he must have the consciousness of giving his life!

It's a pity that according to the rules, Qin Lingcheng has already fallen to the ground in a fiasco, and he can't continue to shoot anymore.

Qin Lingcheng, who fell to the ground, struggled to straighten up, all his self-confidence and pride were shattered and destroyed by Qin Yun's sword, and he howled loudly: "Kill me, you kill me, you garbage side!"

The defeat of a sword was ruined, and the promise of the behind-the-scenes commander was naturally in vain, which made him even more desperate than killing Qin Lingcheng.

No one can know how much he longs to get ahead, but all hope will come to naught in an instant, so his spirit will collapse on the spot!

The audience was in an uproar, most of the children in the stands were side disciples, and Qin Lingcheng's insult to Qin Yun was tantamount to scolding them in the face.

Some of the short-tempered disciples immediately scolded, even the children who were usually good friends with Qin Lingcheng could hardly bear such insults.

Looking at the opponent who was out of shape and crazy, a flash of pity flashed in Qin Yun's eyes, and the killing machine was completely gone.

Such an opponent is not worthy of defiling his sword: "I will not kill you, let alone violate the rules of the family, and the gambling contract between us will be stopped, because according to the will of the ancestor, I have already destroyed the Jiuyang Xuangong secret book in his old man's hand!"

Qin Yun's words containing internal strength clearly entered everyone's ears, and many people actually applauded.

If he didn't say it, then Qin Lingcheng, who had been defeated miserably, would have to fulfill his promise to come up with three thousand meritorious deeds and a top-grade Pei Yuan Dan.

But such a coveted wealth, Qin Yun actually said that if you don't want it, you don't want it, and this open-mindedness is also unattainable by ordinary people.

In fact, Qin Yun was reluctant, but he wanted to use this to warn those who had suspicions about the Ancestor Handscroll - don't make up your mind!

"Fuck you, who do you think you are?"

Qin Lingcheng completely lost his mind, and scolded unkemptly, wanting to provoke Qin Yun to make a move.

At this moment, even Qin Wuyi couldn't stand it, and shouted in a deep voice: "What are you still doing in a daze, drag him down and lock him up for me, let him reflect on it!"

The two warriors watching the scene immediately stepped forward and dragged Qin Lingcheng away, leaving only a long bloodstain on the ground and a series of curses.

Qin Yun couldn't help but shake his head, holding the sword in front of him, and flicked his left hand on the sword.

Bite!

The sword is the sound of the dragon's groan.

He turned to the arbitrator deacon and said loudly, "I'll ask Lian Zhan!"

No one was surprised, with the power of this sword, Qin Yun was fully qualified to stand here and challenge any inner hall disciple.

Instead, they prayed silently in their hearts that the arbitrator would not draw themselves!

Under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, the arbitration deacon stretched out his palm and slapped the copper bottle beside him.

Boom!

This huge copper bottle is more than half a person high, and the wide mouth of the bottle is filled with dense iron skewers.

The palm of the arbitration deacon slapped down, and immediately an iron stick jumped up and was grabbed by him.

The deacon took out the paper scroll from the head of the stick, unfolded it, and said expressionlessly: "Qin Yun, the opponent of the second consecutive battle, Qin Shao!"

Many people in the stands breathed a sigh of relief, and only one handsome teenager collapsed on the spot.

He staggered to his feet and said weakly, "I abstain!"

Abstaining is admitting defeat, which is a very despised thing, but everyone understands it.

The sword that Qin Yun defeated Qin Lingcheng just now was too shocking, and the son who was a little less powerful was unlucky to be chosen, and it was understandable that he would take the initiative to give up.

The arbitration deacon said in a deep voice: "Qin Shao abstained, Qin Yun won two consecutive victories, do you want to continue?"

"Of course, please Lian Zhan again!" Qin Yun said without hesitation.

What are you kidding, he intends to test the edge of the sword today, how can he end up if he hasn't enjoyed it yet?

Seeing the palm of the arbitration deacon stretched out to the copper bottle again, everyone's hearts were lifted again.

.........

"Rubbish, it's all rubbish!"

In the Vermilion Bird Building of the Qin Clan's Sect Mansion, Qin Xiaoyue smashed the new paperweight that had just been put on again.

His eyes were bloodshot and his face was hideous, where was there still half of the Qin family's demeanor.

Finally, he didn't completely lose his mind, and Qin Wenbing, who was trembling on the side, did not end up with a broken head and blood.

At the end of the first day of the competition, the situation in the Foreign Affairs Hall reached Qin Xiaoyue's ears for the first time.

What made him furious was that Qin Yun made a big show in the inner hall duel competition, and after defeating Qin Lingcheng, he won all nine consecutive battles, accumulated ten consecutive victories, and obtained the qualification to participate in the sect competition!

And Qin Lingcheng was one of the chess pieces he laid to deal with Qin Yun, but this chess piece that had been pinned on high hopes instead became a stepping stone for Qin Yun to achieve fame.

Thinking that he was the descendant of the Qin family and the future patriarch, he couldn't help a small side disciple after repeated layouts, and even lost a few henchmen.

Qin Xiaoyue was really holding back his anger in his heart, and there was nowhere to vent his anger.

However, he was not an ordinary person after all, he calmed down a little after the rage, and asked in a cold voice, "Wen Bing, what do you think?"

"Big brother, let this kid be proud for a few days, and when the sect is in the big competition, we can find someone from the martial arts hall to deal with him!"

Seeing that Qin Xiaoyue was no longer angry, Qin Wenbing boldly proposed, "I don't believe it, he can still beat those people in the martial arts?"

Wutang is the core hall of Muyang Dao, and among the disciples, there are endless geniuses of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and there are not a few who have reached the strength of Qi refining, and it is really not much difficulty to deal with Qin Yun.

However, although Qin Xiaoyue is the grandson of the eldest family, he has been studying in the Heavenly City Sword Sect in recent years, and there are really not many forces in the family that can be completely controlled, and if he wants to invite those few disciples of the same generation to help, it will definitely cost a huge price.

"Qin Yun, you wait for me!" Qin Xiaoyue roared through gritted teeth.

His voice was like the furious roar of a beast, which made Qin Wenbing on the side shudder when he heard it!