That time was the following the last Great Comparison of the Five Sects, and the Qingyun Sect had crushed the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in a very small number of thousands of years.

According to the grapevine, it seems that some geniuses of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect will be in retreat due to an injury during an experience, but it is impossible to find out how it is.

However, the failure is real, and the reason why the Qingyun Sect is so arrogant at this moment is that none of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect have been present now.

No matter how strong the inner disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are, they are not enough compared to the personal disciples of the Qingyun Sect.

Actually, Senior Brother Chuan should be there.

Jiang Wanying sighed lightly in her heart, because of the existence of cause and effect, she was ridiculed and ridiculed by the hostile sect, although she was slightly uncomfortable, but she did not regret the matter of competing with Bai Tingting for the fairy spirit grass.

"Senior sister, I'll go, watch him hit him all over the ground looking for teeth."

Jiang Wanying was just about to make a move when she was pulled by Jian Yuan on the side, and from Jian Yuan's eyes, she saw a special confidence and an unspeakable emotion.

Although she knew that he must not be an opponent, Jiang Wanying's little face still showed joy and admiration:

"Well, Senior Brother Yuan, come on, don't get hurt......"

"Don't worry, junior sister, watch me end the fight within ten moves."

The moment Jiang Wanying's slightly concerned words sounded, the confidence in Jian Yuan's heart rose to another level, reaching a height that had never been seen in the past.

"The moment you say that there is no successor to my Ten Thousand Swords Sect, you must have already realized that you were defeated."

With Jian Yuan's confident steps, the smile that gradually rose revealed a kind of strategic strategy, coupled with the extremely domineering and powerful words he said.

For a moment, except for the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in front of the fighting platform, everyone was fooled by his inexplicable self-confidence.

If it weren't for the inner door clothes on his body.

No, even the inner door is not impossible.

Could it be that he is the hidden powerhouse of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?

Not to mention the Qingyun Sect, Duanmu Xin was already attracted by his domineering appearance, and couldn't help but start to secretly guess.

"Qingyun Sect is estimated to lose."

Yan Yu seemed to see something, and his eyes were fixed on the man on the stage who seemed to be about to crush everything unilaterally.

"Yes, he is indeed very unusual, unparalleled, and I am the only one."

Jiang Wanqing covered her lips and chuckled in the curious eyes of the two, and couldn't help but sigh that that was the power of love.

Even if there is no plot, through the conclusion of a similar atmosphere, Jian Yuan will undoubtedly lose and there is no chance of victory.

It's really miserable for this poor male partner to be cheated by the female protagonist.

As Jiang Wanqing expected, Jian Yuan did end the competition within ten moves, but it was ended by the other side.

As his grizzled face flew out of the arena, many Ten Thousand Sword Sect disciples couldn't help but support their foreheads, selectively forgetting the indescribable scene just now.

It's really ...... It's a shame.

Normal defeat and letting go of big words are fundamentally two natures, and I don't know where he got his lost confidence.

"Senior Brother Yuan, how is it? The injury is not serious. ”

The moment Jian Yuan flew out upside down, Jiang Wanying's eyes flashed with dark light and came to him first, Chu Chu's little face was filled with endless worry, and he knelt on the ground and seemed to take out the elixir from the storage bag in a panic.

"I'm fine, junior sister doesn't need to worry."

At this moment, Jian Yuan seemed to forget the pain and the decadence and discomfort after defeat, staring at the snow-colored and soft little face of the person he liked, and the indescribable confidence in his heart was ignited again.

However, this time it was for future cultivation, and he was bound to become stronger and become the only person standing by her side.

With Jian Yuan's unfortunate defeat, the disciples on the Qingyun Sect's side became more and more arrogant, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect became more and more embarrassed and restless.

On the contrary, the disciples of the other three sects are basically much more leisurely, and they are all in the posture of eating melons and watching plays.

It seems that the five major sects are secretly competing, but in fact, the only ones who are really competing are the Ten Thousand Sword Sect and the Qingyun Sect, and other sects can't compete even if they want to.

And compared with the unique and high-quality conditions of the disciples of the major sects, the general casual cultivators are even more of an opponent, and they are completely incapable of coming to the stage to compete with them.

It's a dazzling array of spells of various attributes on the ring, but you can often learn a lot by carefully observing other people's battles.

Jiang Wanqing has always watched every fight very seriously.

Quietly watching the miserable defeat of another person from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect under extreme unwillingness, staring at Jiang Wanying's gradually changing expression, she silently pulled her lips.

What is certain is that the heroine is finally going to make a move.