"Elimination battle, the first round, Qingxia Gate vs. Qinglian Gate, Qingping Gate vs. Shura Island. ”

"Here's your battle list, listen carefully to ..................................... ”

Yu Sen finished reading the battle list of the disciples who participated in the battle, and then had a brief conversation with the three sect masters beside him, at this time, six old men came from around the square one after another, they were all wearing red robes, and there was a round of black red sun embroidered behind the red robes, these old men were six of the ten elders of the Penglai Sword Sect, and they were all strong in the Sword Emperor realm, which showed how powerful the Penglai Sword Sect was.

The ten Sword Emperor powerhouses gathered together, and after a few simple polite words, they each walked to the square and scattered around, groups of disciples of the Penglai Sword Sect who were not weak, flocked to the surroundings to maintain order.

Airplanes.

As soon as the ten light sounds fell, ten yellow light masks with a diameter of five zhang indirectly appeared in the square, and the yellow light masks fluctuated in bursts under the scorching sun, like a rainbow after rain.

The yellow light cover is the sword cover of the ten Sword Emperor powerhouses, the sword cover can only be owned by the strong people in the sword spirit realm, it has a protective effect, it can increase its own defense, if you want the sword cover to be out of the body, you can only do it when you reach the realm of the Sword Emperor, the wonderful use of the sword cover from the body, it is not to say, at this time, the situation in the square is a use of the sword cover from the body.

With a loud shout, the disciple battle from one hundred and fifty people to two hundred people officially began, and two young figures appeared under the ten light masks at the same time, and then the sound of swords and angry shouts sounded one after another.

Ye Yun stood outside a light mask, looking at the two young men and girls who were both ninth-order swordsmen, his heart was excited, after nearly a year of cultivation, he was about to face his first shot, how could he not be excited.

In the light mask, the male disciple of Qingxia Sect shouted, raised his hand and made a move in Qingxia's swordsmanship, lightning and stone fire, a sword was swung out, due to the excessive speed, countless sword shadows were generated, and the female disciple of Qinglian Sect looked at the rapid sword, and dodged again and again.

While.

With a loud metal impact, the female disciple of Qinglian Sect, seemingly a soft sword, blocked the sword move of the male disciple, the female disciple was unforgiving, and the sword in her hand continued to greet the opponent, and in an instant, the two sword shadows were heavy, you came and went, and there were nine vague afterimages behind each other, the battle situation was unpredictable, and the male disciples were defeated and retreated.

With the same strength and the same body, the suppressed male disciple roared softly, and suddenly began to dance the sword with both hands, and the speed had an effect, the male disciple's hands seemed to be holding two swords at the same time, dancing rapidly, and in a moment, layers of sword flowers shrouded the male disciple's body.

When, when, when.

The female disciple saw that the opponent was shrouded by the infinite sword flower, and seemed to know that something was wrong, so she was in a hurry, and connected a few moves to kill the male disciple, and after a few crisp crashes, each of her blows was blocked by the infinite sword flower, at this moment, the male disciple who was shrouded by the sword flower, his body moved, and countless sword flowers slowly approached together, and in the frightened eyes of the female disciple, the male disciple stabbed her with an extremely condensed sword flower.

Outside the light mask, the disciples who were preparing to participate in the battle were all watching the battle, and the exclamations were rising and falling, Ye Yun looked at the male disciples of the Qingxia Sect and the female disciples of the Qinglian Sect in a daze, and his eyes did not blink, because he knew very well in his heart that what he lacked most was actual combat experience, and watching more of other people's battles would benefit him a lot.

Looking at the frightened expressions of the female disciples of the Qinglian Sect in the light mask, several of the same disciples beside Ye Yun couldn't bear to shake it, and they shouted in their hearts at the same time, a beautiful woman who looked like a fairy was destroyed by her own fellow disciples like this.

At this time, Ye Yun suddenly inadvertently saw the expressions of the female disciples of the Qinglian Sect who were also preparing to participate in the battle beside him, not only did they not frown, but they all looked like they were about to see other people's jokes, at this moment, Ye Yun's heart tightened for no reason.

Yes.

A miserable howl came out of the light mask, and several male disciples of Qingxia Sect were dumbfounded when they heard the sound, only to see the female disciples of Qinglian Sect who were facing defeat before, their eyes were directly opposite to the male disciples, the male disciple's hands were empty, his sword fell to the ground, and the female disciple's sword had sunk into his left chest, and the tip of the sword protruded from the male disciple's back.

burst

Scarlet blood overflowed from the male disciple's mouth, the female disciple pulled out a sword, and the hot blood on the male disciple's chest spilled into the air, and then his eyes widened and he fell to the ground with a bang.

"Qinglian Gate Su Rong, win. ”

Listening to the announced winner, Ye Yun was completely stunned, the move of Su Rong to turn defeat into victory just now, he saw it very clearly, there were no cumbersome movements, Su Rong simply twisted her petite and seductive body at the moment of life and death, and then her frightened eyes instantly turned into the most seductive eyes in the world, she looked at the opponent deeply, and then, a terrible scene appeared, the male disciple abandoned the sword.

Ye Yun shook his head, looked at several beautiful disciples of the Qinglian Sect beside him, and silently warned himself, don't pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, don't look at their eyes, and don't be blinded by the things in front of him.

The sword has no eyes, the battle is an instantaneous thing, in the light shield of Ye Yun watching the battle, the six battles have ended, the six Qingxia Sect disciples who participated in the battle, two died and three were disabled, and among the Qinglian Sect disciples who participated in the battle, only one person was pierced through the sea of qi by a sword, and the other five all won.

In the corner of the square, Wang Tong and Yu Wenzhu had gloomy faces, and a disciple of the Penglai Sword Sect stood in front of them very respectfully, his body trembled faintly.

By the end of the afternoon, of the thirty-two Qingxiamen disciples who had already participated in the battle, only nine of them won unscathed, and the other disciples were either dead or disabled, and even more so and their opponents died together, which shows how bloody and ruthless the battle was.

"Uncle, if it's okay, I'll go and get busy. This trembling disciple looked at Yu Wenzhu pitifully and said.

"Oh, it's okay, you go down. Yu Wenzhu looked at the back of the departing disciple, shook his head slightly, glanced at Wang Tong, and said: "This is also expected, with the huge bait of Penglai Pavilion, you can't be lively or not." ”

"Ye Yun, Zhan Pan Jie. ”

Hearing his name, Ye Yun tightened the sword in his hand, and slowly walked towards the light mask, and when he approached the invisible yellow cover body, a powerful and irresistible suction force descended on his body, and he stumbled a few times before entering the light mask.

On the opposite side stood a bewitching and beautiful girl, the woman was Pan Jie, the female disciple of the Qinglian Sect, the sword in her hand was shining in the sun, as if reminding Ye Yun not to take it lightly.

The two looked at each other, making preparations before the war, and suddenly, Pan Jie smiled at Ye Yun slightly, that smile can be said to be, a smile is a hundred Meisheng, and the six palaces are all lost.

At the beginning of politeness, Ye Yun, who looked at Pan Jie from afar, was in a trance in his heart, he saw a fairy-looking woman, dancing with a sword in her hand, and gently coming towards herself, and then, nine women with the same appearance appeared behind the woman, their eyes were like silk, they were affectionate, and it was impossible to extricate themselves from them.

Outside the light mask, a few Qingxia Sect disciples looked at Ye Yun's situation at this time and exclaimed loudly, because they saw Ye Yun in the light mask standing motionless, looking at Pan Jie in a reluctant manner, and Pan Jie had already raised his sword and walked gently towards Ye Yun with inexplicable dance steps.

Such a strange scene, the disciples of Qingxiamen have seen it countless times, and it will be unforgettable for them for life, but what makes them angry is that several Qingxiamen disciples who were quite vigilant before the battle were defeated by the inexplicable exercises of the Qinglianmen girl.

"This Ye Yun, how can it be like this. A Qingxia Sect disciple who was watching the battle said a little bleakly, "I didn't expect this weak woman to be so evil. ”

"I hope that the youngest ninth-order swordsman of Qingxia Sect can save his life. Another Qingxia Sect disciple sighed slightly and said.

Outside the light mask, several female disciples of the Qinglian Sect let out a cheerful laughter, as if, in the next moment, they saw another Qingxia Sect disciple, about to fall under the sword of the same sister.