Seeing that Yun Que had advanced to the Transformation Realm, the others woke up from the shock.

Ning Ji hurriedly got up, embarrassed, and said stiffly:

"Fake! It's definitely fake! There must be something wrong with Wan Linglou, those sword qi must be illusions, it is impossible for someone to be safe and sound under the shroud of so many sword qi! ”

When he said this, many people really felt that it made sense.

"I look like a fake, those sword qi on his body are blurry compared to others, there is definitely a problem!"

"Even the foundation building master can't condense so much sword qi, how can a mere sword servant do it, it seems that Wan Linglou is in disrepair and has a problem."

"What kind of sword qi heavy armor, if you want me to say that it's a trick made by that guy! Otherwise, why did he rush to the second floor first, he didn't dare to let us see more, for fear that it would be exposed! ”

The discussion was loud, and many people were inclined to think that Yun Que did not really condense the sword qi heavy armor, but cheated.

There are many people who can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour.

There was a loud sound of footsteps, and people poured up to the second floor, and soon the hall on the first floor was empty.

When the second floor of the Wan Ling Building was opened, the door on the first floor was reopened, and the three elders walked in.

Behind the three of them were Xue Ziyi, Qian Yusleeve and other foundation building disciples.

Quanyu stood in front of the deduction sand table, waved his hand and played out the aura, and the clouds and mist shrouded in the sand table immediately dispersed, showing a true appearance.

There are mountains and rivers on the sand table, which is extremely realistic, like a miniature realm of shrinkage.

With the influx of disciples, small flags of four colors appeared at the four corners of the sand table, thousands and nearly thousands.

Each small flag represents a disciple.

It can be identified with the naked eye that the number of small cyan flags in the Yan Kingdom Sword Palace is the smallest.

"Huh?"

Quan Yu frowned and said, "Why are there so many disciples in those three Sword Palaces this year, in previous years, we had the largest number of disciples in Yan Sword Palace. ”

The number of small cyan flags is roughly more than 1,000, while the small flags of other colors are all about 2,000.

In particular, the small red flag representing the Barbarian Sword Palace is almost twice that of the Yan State Sword Palace, with as many as 3,000 people.

Chu Chen didn't care, and said: "What can you do if there are many people, the battle for the sword is not for whose family has more, but for whose sword is powerful, and this year the Yanjian Palace is nine out of ten." ”

No wonder Chu Chen is so confident, judging from the results of previous years, it is true that the Yan Kingdom Sword Palace has taken the lead the most.

Moreover, this year, the chief swordsmen of the three academies of the southeast, east and west all have good cultivation, and they are sure to win against any opponent, and the three elders are mainly worried that their disciples should not fight too ruthlessly.

Quan Yu was still a little puzzled, and said:

"Forget about Shao Wu and Chixia, it's normal to have more seedlings, when will the Barbarian Sword Palace be able to select so many disciples? The probability of a barbarian monk is always low. ”

Gu Shaoyang said with a smile: "Hasn't the Barbarian Sword Palace always been like this, like to fill the scene, maybe one of their elders has a good face, pays out the overflowing spirit magic weapon out of his own pocket, and summons a large number of sword servants to fill up the number, our Sword Palace also has a lot of sword servants to evolve the realm." ”

Elder Dong's analysis sounded reliable, and Quan Yu and Chu Chen nodded in unison.

The three elders each sat on the side of the deduction sand table, watching the changes of the four-colored small flags in the transformation territory, since it had just begun, the disciples of the four sword palaces would first appear at their respective starting places, and it would be difficult to meet unless the search range was expanded.

"Huh!"

Before Quan Yu could sit still, he suddenly let out a sigh of surprise, staring at one of the small flags in front of him, full of surprise.

The place where Quan Yu was sitting was on the side of Yanjian Palace, and the little flag she was staring at was more than a circle fatter than the other cyan flags, as if three or five small flags were as big as a whole.

Although among the thousands of small flags, this chubby little flag is inconspicuous, but the eyesight of the strong man can detect it at a glance.

Chu Chen and Gu Shaoyang followed Quan Yu's gaze, and the two of them were also surprised.

"What a thick sword qi robe!" Chu Chen, who has always been stable, couldn't help but be amazed.

There is only one reason why Xiao Qi has become fat, and that is that the disciples corresponding to Xiao Qi have condensed an extremely heavy sword qi robe!

Under normal circumstances, each small flag is draped in a thin layer of breath.

Some shrouded the entire small flag, some were only half, and some could only block the top, and those breaths were the appearance of the sword qi cloak on the deduction sand table.

But this chubby little flag in front of him, the three Sword Palace elders had never seen it before.

"What kind of sword qi is this, it's almost becoming a sword qi armor, right? Who is this, how did you come up with it? ”

Gu Shaoyang craned his neck and said curiously.

Just now, the disciples were condensing the sword qi on the first floor, and these elders would not disturb, let alone check through the spiritual sense, which would easily destroy the sword qi in the Ten Thousand Towers, so the few elders waiting outside the door did not know what was happening on the first floor.

And the cyan flag only corresponds to the disciples of the Sword Palace, and it is impossible to confirm the specific identity, it can only be seen that someone has condensed an extremely thick sword qi, as for who it is, even these elders do not know.

"Could it be Qing Yao?"

Quan Yu muttered to herself, a trace of solemnity appeared in her expression, and she felt more and more that her good apprentice could not marry easily.

With such a talent, wouldn't it be a tyrannical thing to teach a husband and children!

The more Quan Yu thought about it, the more he felt that the additional task of the Southern Courtyard was really prescient, so that Yun Que would become a eunuch, and look at how he would marry a wife!

Thinking of this, a ruthless and smug look appeared in Quan Yu's expression.

Chu Chen was going to fight for a sentence that might be my sword in the West Courtyard, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed it again after seeing Quan Yu's expression, and didn't say anything more.

Gu Shaoyang laughed twice, didn't refute or agree, just didn't hear it.

Everyone thinks that their own disciples are the best and strongest, but Chu Chen and Gu Shaoyang both know that Quan Yu is a fierce person and holds grudges, and they don't want to offend Elder Nan because of a little thing.

You say that if you are your disciple, you are your disciple, can't we fight if we don't fight?

Xue Ziyi stood next to the sand table, she didn't have a chair, and she was not qualified to sit with Elder Jiedan.

Hearing the discussion of several elders, Xue Ziyi cast envious eyes on the unique chubby little flag.

In her opinion, Fat Xiaoqi may be Mu Qingyao, the first swordsman of the South Courtyard, Yan Xu, the first swordsman of the East Courtyard, or Chu Hu, the chief swordsman of the West Courtyard, but it cannot be a person from the North Courtyard.

Sighing in her heart, Xue Ziyi silently prayed for the disciples of the North Courtyard.

I hope everyone can be safe and sound, as for the sword dispute, it really has nothing to do with the North Courtyard.

On the opposite side of the sand table, Qian Yusleeve, who was standing behind the elder of the East Elder, threw a provocative smile, making Xue Ziyi's hands itch, and he couldn't wait to tear the other party's underbeaten face.

Thinking of the storage bag left by Yun Que, Xue Ziyi planned to brand it in front of Qian Yu's sleeve.

The additional bet of the junior brother, even if it is a spirit stone, must be kept intact, which is a kind of trust.

As a senior sister, she wants to make a promise.

However, Xue Ziyi is also a woman, and her curiosity is no worse than others, and before branding, she used a wisp of aura to probe the storage bag.

When she sensed the contents of the storage bag, the senior sister of the North Courtyard was directly stunned.

I haven't slowed down for a long time.

There was only one thing in the storage bag, a medium-grade magic weapon flying sword.

Not a handful of two, but a whole three hundred!

Three hundred medium-grade flying swords!

At this time, within the transformation realm, Yun Que's figure appeared next to a bluestone.

As he was looking at his surroundings, a streamer flashed on the opposite side, and a figure appeared.

Then the two looked at each other with wide eyes.

They were all surprised.