In the vacated ring, Yun Que stepped on one step.

On the opposite side, a male disciple with a stocky figure also jumped over.

After landing on the ground, this person looked at Yun Que with an arrogant gaze and sneered.

"Teng Yunfeng actually has disciples who dare to come to the Hundred Peaks Conference? Know who I am." Qin Sefeng, named Jia Ji, said in a contemptuous tone.

"You know, you were the ninth place in the last Hundred Peaks." Yun Que said with a humble smile on his face.

"Now that you know, you still don't admit defeat? What are you doing here, I don't have time to point out a nobody like you." Jia Ji said arrogantly.

"I'm also a person who wants to save face, if I don't compare, how can I admit defeat." The lack of clouds is the way of difficulty.

"What kind of face does a nobody want! Since you don't admit defeat, let's do it, hurry up, I don't have time to waste time with you, I still have to recharge my energy and prepare to compete for the top three." Jia Ji said impatiently.

"You don't have to recharge your energy, you will definitely be out of the top three this year." Yun Que said with a smile.

"Don't curse me here, it's useless! In the past year, I have practiced kendo hard and cultivated a killer skill, even if I can't make it to the top three, I definitely have a place in the top five!" Jia Ji said angrily.

"I just pinched my fingers, and you did get a five-word in your ranking this year." Yun Que smiled and said, "Five hundred."

"Hah! Five hundred? I can't even win against you, according to your wishes!" Jia Ji said arrogantly: "Don't say that I bullied you as a nobody, I'll give you a cup of tea time to make a move, you can use a sword casually, I only defend and don't attack, after a cup of tea, I can defeat you with a sword!"

Since they have drawn the line, Yun Que is better to obey his fate than to be respectful, nodded and said yes, and took out a high-grade ordinary flying sword casually.

"Sweep the dust."

In the whisper, Yun Que displayed a dustless sword technique.

The first type of dust sweeping sword, the sword qi is like a violent wind, rolling endlessly, within the scope of being shrouded by the wind, the dust is not clean, and all the dust is rolled into the sky.

Jia Ji sacrificed five top-grade flying swords, surrounded his body, and hugged his arms with a disdainful expression.

There are these five flying swords, not to mention the top-grade magic weapons used by the opponent, even if they also take out the best ones, they can't break it.

The Dust Sweeping Sword swept up, and its power was good, but the opponent was a disciple of the late stage of foundation building who urged the five best magic weapons, and the wheal could not cause the slightest damage to it.

"Forget the dust."

At the end of the first form, Yun Que exhibited the second type.

The Dust Forgetting Sword, contrary to the previous Dust Sweeper, swept a more violent wind from mid-air and struck downward, similar to the effect of a tornado.

When he was wrapped in a tornado, Jia Ji's disdainful demeanor gradually converged a lot, and he began to take it seriously, and the five flying swords suspended beside him spun rapidly, creating a layer of sword curtain defense.

"Return to dust."

Yun Que whispered again.

The sword style was changed, and the tornado pressed down suddenly shrunk, forming a pillar of wind with the thickness of an arm.

Don't look at the wind roll turning into a pillar of wind, the power is not weak, but it has increased several times!

This pillar of wind carried an amazing wind howl, rolling up more than ten zhang high, as if condensing a long wind sword in the ring.

Jia Ji's demeanor became very solemn, urging the five best flying swords with all his strength to resist the wind swords that were constantly pressing, his attitude had already changed greatly, and he no longer underestimated his opponent, but put Yun Que in the same position as himself.

On the other hand, Yun Que looked calm and relaxed from beginning to end.

It is really rare to find a live target to practice swordsmanship, and it is just the opportunity to consolidate the dustless swordsmanship.

Xue Ziyi and Zhou Jingshu had already defeated their opponents, and after returning to the wooden platform, they all looked at Yun Que's side.

"Yun Que's opponent is not simple."

Zhou Jingshu said jealously: "That Jia Ji is indeed arrogant when he speaks, but he has the ability to be arrogant, he is good at the technique of five swords combined strikes, and there are few people in the same rank who are opponents, if he is allowed to fight back, it will be difficult to stop, I am definitely not an opponent."

"It didn't take long for the little junior brother to meet such a difficult opponent, I hope he doesn't work too hard, it's not good to hurt himself, it's common for a soldier to win or lose, and it's not a shame to lose." Xue Ziyi said worriedly.

"I don't think Yunhou will lose

。」 Zhou Yuanliang pretended to nod deeply.

He is one of the witnesses of the blood slaughter in the underworld, and how terrifying Yun Que's combat power is, Zhou Yuanliang is the most qualified to talk about it.

Lan Duo also nodded vigorously on the side, greatly agreeing with Zhou Yuanliang's statement. Look at the book

She didn't accept anything else, and when it came to fighting, she was convinced by Yun Que.

"Jia Ji, that guy is going to make a move!" Yi Hongwen said nervously, staring at the ring without blinking.

After the three-style sword technique was performed, it was time for tea.

Jia Ji instigated the spiritual power of the late stage of foundation building, stretched out the five superb flying swords that surrounded his body, and shattered the wind sword above his head.

"I'm underestimating you, yes, you're qualified to be my opponent."

Jia Ji lined up the five top-grade magic weapon flying swords, and said gloomily, "Next, you'd better resist me!" My sword is fluttering, and among the tens of thousands of disciples of the sect, only a handful can catch it!"

Yun Que smiled and stretched out one hand, hooked his five fingers, and said, "Come."

"Rampant!" Jia Ji roared, "The sword is flying!"

With his roar, the five flying swords spun in an instant, like five strings, and the air trembled with a strange sound.

The sound of the piano carried the sword qi, constantly stirring, and flying snow appeared in the air.

This trick is really good, carrying the dual sword power of sonic waves and cold genera, and with the cooperation of each other, it is enough to kill the same level of Zhuji!

Attracted by the sound of the piano, countless eyes came one after another.

Among them, several elders nodded frequently, especially an old woman with a gloomy temperament in the stands of Qin Se Peak, and her old face was full of pride.

This person is the peak master of Qinse Peak, named Fanqin, and his temper is very strange, and Jia Ji is her proud disciple.

Gu Hongyu, who was wearing a red dress, also looked at the ring where Yun Que was at this time, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more charming.

It is not common to be able to see the full force of the top ten masters of the previous session at the beginning of the Baifeng Conference, and many disciples are waiting to open their eyes, wanting to see how strong Jia Ji's kendo has become in the past year.

Some disciples who have the ability to compete for the top ten are staring at Jia Ji more intently, wanting to find out the flaws in his sword path, and if they face each other in the future, they should take precautions in advance.

As for the lack of clouds, no one pays attention.

Everyone didn't think that Yun Que could win against Jia Ji.

One is the top ten in the last Baifeng Conference, and the other is an unknown disciple of Teng Yunfeng, in comparison, anyone will think that Jia Ji will definitely win this game.

Only Daozi Jian Pingzhi, who was standing on the wooden platform where outsiders watched the battle, was shining in his eyes at this moment, only staring at Yun Que alone, and not looking at Jia Ji at all.

The five top-grade magic weapons carrying the sound of the piano and the snow came with a bang.

Facing the opponent's all-out sword, Yun Que chuckled and nodded to summon the flying sword.

Not one or two, but a whole hundred swords!

The flying swords of the hundred high-grade magic weapons came out together, like a sword dragon, and the sound of the sword roar exploded the dragon's roar!

The hundred swords instantly formed a sword array, and in the ring, a terrifying sword aura erupted, and this sword qi directly formed a sword curtain, covering people's eyes.

The fourth form of dustless swordsmanship, the dustless sword array!

Rumble!!!!!

The roar of a dragon roared in the sword curtain, directly eliminating the sound of the sword and swallowing the drifting snow.

In people's eyes, it was as if they saw a dragon's mouth jumping up in the air in the ring, swallowing Jia Ji and his five best flying swords together!

Ten days into the mountain are nameless, once the dragon chant shocked a hundred peaks.

The sword is up!