Jian Ping was dressed in an ordinary Taoist robe, carrying an ordinary scabbard on his back, and he looked like an ordinary wandering Daoist.

The words that could be said made the more than 100,000 disciples of the entire Spirit Sword Sect dumbfounded.

Alone, challenge the top ten disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect!

The most outrageous thing is that as long as people play the sword, they will lose!

After the silence, there was a lot of emotion.

"Where did you come from? He uttered wild words!"

"If you don't use a sword, you want to defeat the top ten foundation building masters of our Spirit Sword Sect, dream!"

"This guy must be suffering from madness!"

"There has to be a limit to bragging, and I won the top ten in a row, and I won one, and I ate my shoes on the spot!"

Naturally, the disciples did not believe it, and there was an uproar and discussions.

Compared to the confidence of ordinary disciples, many elders frowned, especially the elders who knew more about the Tianyi Sect, the deeper their brows were, and the more worried their eyes appeared.

Chen Ci's face was gloomy for a moment, and he quickly returned to normal, and after glancing at Gu Hongyu meaningfully, he began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Among the other four elders, Duanmuhua, who had a young appearance, looked at the ring with a smile, as if he was out of the matter.

The mountain-like Yue Bawan stopped drinking and burped.

Tang Suyi of Bailian Peak looked as usual and was unmoved.

Chu Qianli's gloomy expression was even more gloomy at this time.

Tong Qi unconsciously leaned forward and wondered, "Dao Sect Daozi? Why is this guy here, the sect master actually agreed to let him challenge, isn't this self-inflicted, the foundation of the world is built, and there are a few opponents of Daozi."

"At best, it's just the pinnacle of the foundation, how strong can it be." The true disciple of Suo Yanfeng, who had lost the small flag, pouted.

"How strong is it? Hehe, that guy can slash the Dan, do you say he's strong or not!" Tong Qi said with a jealous face.

"Slash the Pill!" The true disciple who lost the small flag bit his tongue directly, and was shocked beyond measure.

Building the foundation and slaying the pill, it is rare to encounter it once in a hundred years, there is really such a terrible foundation building monk in the world!

In the ring, the expressions of the ten disciples had recovered from the accident.

Now that the sect master has agreed, the challenge will continue, but there is just one more outsider, as long as he is defeated, the ranking of the disciples will not be affected in any way.

Among the ten disciples, a strong man was the first to disagree, jumped into the first ring, and shouted:

"I am ......"

"You can just shoot, you don't need to sign up." Jian Pingzhi interrupted the other party's self-report door and said, "People who are weaker than me, I'm not interested in knowing the name."

"Rampant! Look at the sword!"

The strong man was annoyed, he was ranked eighth in the last Baifeng Conference, only the top three he was afraid of a few points, and he was not angry about the rest.

Urging the two best heavy swords, the strong man was about to attack, but before the sword came out, he was fixed in place.

Jian Pingzhi only raised two fingers, and the strong man felt that a sword appeared out of thin air in front of his neck, and as long as he dared to move recklessly, his head would fall to the ground!

A drop of cold sweat slipped down the corner of his forehead, and the strong man didn't dare to move.

Although there was nothing in front of him, a blood mark gradually appeared on his neck!

"Next."

Jian Pingzhi put away his fingers and stopped looking at the strong man.

Just raised his finger, and the eighth master in the last Baifeng Conference was completely defeated!

The sword is not out!

The surrounding noise gradually disappeared, and the disciples were stunned.

They really didn't come out with a sword, and it was easy to win!

Master!

Many disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect did not dare to underestimate Daozi anymore, and began to worry about whether the masters of their own sect could deal with it.

"I'm coming!"

Yi Zhen's second challenge, he flipped his hand and urged ten sword lights, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

As a result, like the strong man before, under the two fingers raised by Daozi, he froze.

The ten flying swords had already formed a sword formation, but they didn't dare to fall.

A layer of cold sweat appeared on Yi Zhen's forehead, and he now knew why his fellow disciple just now had lost so quickly.

"Sword Intent!" Yi Zhen whispered fearfully, and said directly, "I admit defeat."

The foundation building monk who can display sword intent, Yi Zhensheng has never seen it so big, and there is no comparison at all!

No matter how strong his sword formation is, it is like nothing under the sword intent, and there is no use for hair.

Losing two people in a row, Jian Pingzhi sighed softly and said to the remaining eight:

"You can do it together."

At this moment, all the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect felt that their faces could not be hung up.

This is not a smashing field, this is a ruin.

The top eight disciples, if they can't beat others together, then the three words of the Spirit Sword Sect will become a big joke!

Three of them looked at each other, each nodding their heads and striking at the same time.

It's not a question of face anymore.

As long as the Daozi is defeated, the Hundred Peaks Conference can continue, otherwise this year's Hundred Peaks Conference will be a laughing stock in the entire Yunzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Facing the three masters who attacked at the same time, Jian Pingzhi's expression was as usual, and his sword fingers swept.

His movements seemed to be casual, but a cold wind blew out of thin air in the ring!

The wind enveloped the three of them with a sharp sword roar, and in an instant, the three of them flew out upside down in three different directions.

After only being wrapped in the whirlwind for a moment, the three True Inheritance disciples who had once ranked in the top ten were in tatters, and even the defensive armor on their bodies was torn, and they fell to the bottom of the stage covered in blood.

There was no sound all around!

"Ugh."

Jian Pingzhi shook his head regretfully, showing a look of disappointment, and said to himself, "The sword, it's not you who use it."

"Maniac!"

"Noise!"

"Let's get on it!"

Three more True Transmission disciples joined forces to attack Jian Pingzhi.

This time they lost even faster, and the three of them didn't even touch the edge of the ring, and before they could fall, they were shocked by three amazing sword qi, and they each fell into the dust.

Of the top ten foundation building disciples, there are only two left, a man and a woman.

They were the first and second place in the last Baifeng Conference.

The first name is Meng Tiehu, a true disciple of Tianshi Peak, who makes a giant sword the size of a door panel, this sword is a magic weapon, and it is called the Sword of the Shaking Mountain.

The second name is Xia Yuxuan, a true disciple of Tianquan Peak, a heroic woman, dressed in men's clothes, and a magic weapon flying sword hanging in front of her.

Meng Tiehu said angrily:

"I've heard the name of the Taoist Sect for a long time, and when I saw it today, it was really powerful, so I asked for advice!"

Xia Yuxuan arched his hand and said:

"Daozi is known as invincible at the same level, we don't dare to hold it up, with World War II!"

Jian Pingzhi bowed slightly, and said calmly, "I hope you two don't let me down."

Meng Tiehu and Xia Yuxuan let out a low cry at the same time, and each showed his mastery.

Meng Tiehu's giant sword turned into an evil dragon after slashing out, shaking his head and biting it fiercely.

Xia Yuxuan's flying sword turned into a hundred, forming a majestic sword array, roaring suddenly.

can become the top two of the last Baifeng Conference, naturally each has their own hole cards, and the two of them used all their strength as soon as they shot.

They did not dare to tempt.

Because the first eight were defeated too quickly, there was no chance to react at all, and only by making a move could they fight with Daozi.

However, the two still underestimated Daozi's ability.

Facing the sword array and the evil Jiao, Jian Pingzhi shook his head again and sighed lightly, his face full of regret.

He stretched out his hands and formed two sword fingers, each pointing at one side.

The roaring sword array and the hideous evil Jiao fell apart in the next moment!

The evil Jiao was cut into a hundred pieces, and the sword array shattered into a violent wind.

The shattered evil dragon and the sword array turned into two giant sword shadows, blasting towards their respective masters.

Meng Tiehu and Xia Yuxuan's expressions changed suddenly, and they resisted with all their might, but they only resisted for a moment, and the two of them were blasted out, each spurting blood, and fell to the ground.

Still one

The sword is not out!

Hundreds of stands, more than 100,000 sect disciples, at this time there was a dead silence.

The elders' faces were a little gray, and their eyes were full of fear.

Gu Hongyu always had a light smile, making it impossible to see what this sect master was thinking.

Yin Shaoyuan, the eldest disciple of the Law Enforcement Palace, felt a lot more relaxed at this time, ten days ago, he punished himself into the sword prison, and he also came out in the morning, he wanted to compete on stage, but when he saw that Yun Que was disqualified, he did not take the stage again.

Originally, he was still regretting that he could not participate in the Baifeng Conference this year, but seeing the scene at this moment, Yin Shaoyuan felt that he was not cheeky on stage, and he was right.

If he really came to the stage, it would not be difficult to win the top ten, but at this time, he would also have to be defeated by Daozi.

Rather than being ashamed, it's better not to go.

Jian Pingzhi's figure stood in the first ring like a sharp blade, and that robe was extremely dazzling at the moment.

More than 100,000 disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect were all impressed!

The elders were as uncomfortable as eating flies, and the good Baifeng Conference became a one-man show.

But no one is beating!

After today, the laughing stock of the Spirit Sword Sect has settled.

In the first ring, Jian Pingzhi didn't see the slightest smugness, but his expression became more and more solemn, and he said loudly:

"Within the Sword Sect, there is only one foundation building disciple who is qualified to be my opponent."

As soon as they heard this, everyone pricked up their ears, wondering that there were still disciples in the sect who could make Daozi call an opponent.

Gu Hongyu's beautiful eyes flashed with curiosity, Chen Ci's closed eyes suddenly opened, and Chu Qianli's gloomy expression revealed a bit of suspicion.

The expressions of the other elders changed, some had a glimmer of hope in their eyes, and some shook their heads and sighed lightly that Daozi was showing off, and if they could lose the top ten in a row, who else was the opponent among the disciples in the sect?

Under the gaze of the elders and countless disciples, Jian Pingzhi raised his hand and pointed to Teng Yunfeng's stand, and said in a loud voice:

"Can Yunhou come on stage to give advice, this trip is just for you."

One sentence came out, and there was an uproar!

Tens of thousands of eyes converged on one point, and everyone looked at Yun Que.