On the pumice stone seat of the Atopic Flying Sword Sect in the distance, all the swordsmen, including Yun Feiyang, the sect leader of the Adefinite Flying Sword Sect, couldn't help but show anger on their faces in an instant.

Baiyun City is just a small border town.

Not to mention that it is among the martial arts forces of the host Zhenzhou, even if there is another qualification, just among the kendo forces, Baiyun City is ranked low.

Now a small city lord with an unjustified name dares to release such wild words?

On the Sword Peak.

"As you wish. ”

Li Zailin's face quickly calmed down.

As a swordsman, the most basic quality is to maintain inner peace when the sword is out.

Ten finger movements.

In the scabbard behind his back, ten indefinite flying swords flew out.

Ten swords come out together.

"Ten Swords and Ten Thousand Tribulations...... Kill. ”

In the midst of the low shouts, the ten uncertain flying swords turned into ten calamity lights, and they broke through the air attack and killed.

"Hahaha......"

Chu Yunsun looked up to the sky and laughed, the dark red sword light on his arms flickered, gushing out like blood mist.

In the next moment, the blood-colored Xuan Qi condensed into a crimson five-fingered broad sword.

The sword is long and sharp.

Like a sword of death mined from hell.

He held the blood sword in his hand, and slashed it out with great care.

The dark red sword shot out of the sword, cutting through the air, slowly forming a sword qi holding the tail.

Snort!

Almost instantly, ten amorphous flying swords were about to be smashed.

It was as if a gust of wind had blown away the smoke.

At the same time, the sword seemed to be slow and urgent, and instantly cut through Li Zailin's body.

Everything is completed and ended in the Sword of Lightning.

"Uh......"

A look of confusion flashed in Li Zailin's eyes.

He obviously reacted just now, but why didn't he avoid this sword?

It's as if the moment the thought emerges, everything is already predestined?

"Hahaha......"

Chu Yunsun laughed, his figure flickered, and the blood-colored long sword in his hand skipped Li Zailin's platinum.

The skull flies.

Blood shot out from his neck like a fountain.

Poof.

The headless corpse split in two from it and fell.

As soon as Chu Yunsun stretched out his hand, he took Li Zailin's head in his hand, and the corner of his mouth smirked, which directly exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"Garbage, garbage. ”

With a disappointed look on his face, he raised his head and pointed to the people of the Amorphous Flying Sword Sect on the pumice stone seat in the distance: "The Indefinite Flying Sword Sect is too weak. ”

There was an uproar all around.

No one thought that this little-known White Cloud City Lord would be so strong.

A sword.

It was just a sword, and it was only a sword, and the four elders of the Flying Sword Sect were Li Zailin.

And the methods are extremely cruel.

Li Zailin's bones are gone.

Whether it was the major sects participating in the Sword Discussion Conference, or the powerhouses from all parties who came to watch the battle, for a moment, they stared at the young man at the top of the Sword Peak who was covered in bloody sword qi, and their expressions were shocked.

"Next. ”

Chu Yunsun hooked his fingers against the indefinite flying sword everyone.

"It's too much of a deception. ”

The Great Elder of the Wuding Flying Sword Sect stood up and said, "Zai Lin is soft-hearted and didn't kill Xiao Ran, this White Cloud City Lord is so ruthless...... Sect Master, let me kill him. ”

The sect master's face was solemn, and he said, "Elder Song be careful, if you are invincible, you must not be strong......

"Sect Master rest assured. ”

Great Elder Song Shuo flew out.

The battle continues.

......

After a stick of incense.

On the irregular section of the Sword Peak, five corpses lay down.

The fourth elder Li Zailin, the great elder Song Shuo, the left and right protectors Wei Sanxiao and Yin Chengxiong, and the sect leader Yun Feiyang all died under the blood-colored sword of the White Cloud City Lord Chu Yunsun.

Except for the sect leader Yun Feiyang, who relied on the sect's supreme treasure [Wuding Sword and Shield] to resist the first sword, the other four people all died under the same sword, similar to Li Zailin's fate.

But Chu Yunsun only had two swords against the sect master of the Wuding Flying Sword Sect.

One sword broke the shield, and another sword slashed the clouds.

In the first team battle of the Sword Conference, since Chu Yunsun appeared, the real battle time was less than twenty breaths.

The rest of the time is just a conversation and questioning.

But it's over.

The first team battle of the Sword Discussion Conference ended with the annihilation of the entire army of the Uncertain Flying Sword Sect.

With the death of two elders, two Dharma protectors, and a sect master, it is conceivable that the strength of the Amorphous Flying Sword Sect has been seriously weakened, even if the other powerhouses of the Amorphous Flying Sword Sect on the pumice stone seat are extremely angry, but they have nothing to do, and they don't even dare to take revenge.

One is that this is within the rules of the Sword Conference.

Second, even the sect master is dead, and the supreme treasure of the sect is destroyed, who can still resist Chu Yunsun's sword?

After Tan Songyuan, the tower keeper of the Beihai Empire, announced the end of the battle, the master of the Wuding Flying Sword Sect rushed to the Sword Peak, and after putting down a few cruel words, he took away the corpses of the five sect bosses......

"Hahahaha, it's boring, it's really not a little interesting. ”

Chu Yunsun's face was full of disappointment, he laughed arrogantly, and turned back to the Pumice Stone Seat Mountain in White Cloud City.

Lu Guanhai was expressionless.

Chu Yunsun's gaze fell on Ding Sanshi's body.

However, the latter has always been like an old monk in a state of meditation, bowing his head and closing his eyes, as if he has automatically cut off everything around him.

"Waste. ”

He scolded with a sneer.

There was a bloody smell between heaven and earth.

This was just the first of the Sword Debate.

But it has been tragic to the point where it is close to extinction.

Lin Beichen looked at the expressions of Yan Ruyu and the others around him, and realized that such a killing and death might not be a special one-Sister Yan's expression was solemn, but it was not an accident.

This made Lin Beichen realize that the danger of the Sword Conference was far greater than he imagined.

It can be divided into high and low.

It can also be divided into life and death.

As long as you set foot on the Sword Peak, you can't help yourself whether you live or die.

Always in the hands of the stronger, in the thought of the stronger.

So, is this the true face of the martial arts world outside the Beihai Empire?

I'm scared.

Lin Beichen turned on the WIFI hotspot.

There was also a noise on the countless hanging pumice stones around.

I thought I would see five great sword fights, and it might even last an afternoon.

I didn't expect it to end so quickly.

"In the next battle, the Immortal Sword Sect will face the White Bone Sword Sect. ”

The voice of the tower keeper Tan Songyuan echoed between heaven and earth.

The Immortal Sword Sect is one of the great sword sects participating in the sword discussion this time, and its strength can enter the top three sword sects, while the White Bone Sword Sect is a full twenty-one places behind the Immortal Sword Sect in the sect ranking, which can be described as a huge gap.

I thought it was a crushing game.

But after seven battles, the White Bone Sword Sect actually won a small one.

And the bloody atmosphere of this battle is much inferior to the previous one.

Although the White Bone Sword Sect lost, it only slightly injured three people, and one person only broke his arm, and there was no death.

The three people of the Immortal Sword Sect showed mercy.

These seven battles lasted for four hours.

By the time the battle was over, it was already midnight.

In the sky, the starfire floating lamps hung one after another, illuminating the lights within a radius of dozens of miles from the Sword Peak.

The sword conference did not stop.

It wasn't until the third day that it was finally the turn of the appearance order of 'Wenxiang Sword Mansion'.

"Wenxiang Sword Mansion against the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan. ”

The voice of the tower keeper Tan Songyuan clearly echoed between heaven and earth.

The expressions of the people on the pumice stones around them instantly became strange.

Before, because the disciples of the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan molested the female disciples of Wenxiang Sword Mansion, the conflict broke out between the two sides, and it was already considered a mortal feud, but I didn't expect that in this first round of the match, the two sides met by lot.

Could it be that this is the legendary one, not that the enemies do not get together?

"Hahaha......"

The mountain lord who led the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan laughed.

The people of the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan on the hanging pumice stone also laughed excitedly and made a mockery.

The opportunity for revenge has come.

Shout!

A streamer of light fell on the top of the Sword Peak.

It was the elder of the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan who had been stopped by the 'chess elder' before.

The power structure of the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan is similar to that of ordinary martial arts forces, with twelve mountain lords in charge of the entire clan, and there are elders, generals and other masters under it.

"The cup is heavy, the mud qin is tentacles, it is not combustible, and the tower door is shaking, and it is uncomfortable for the Ward Pile Beast. ”

This elder of the Red Feather Demon Mountain Clan, named Delen, called out in a jerky Terran language.

Suspended on pumice.

"Brother Chen, this old thing said, let you take action personally, the rest of our team is not his opponent. "The brutal little sister Hu Meier's translation ability is amazing.

Lin Beichen laughed.

"What are you that deserve me to do it?"

He looked down at Deren on the suspended pumice stone and said, "Sixth-level celestials are as vulnerable as wild dogs under my sword, and you are not qualified to let me attack...... Brother, go up and send it away. ”

Xiao Binggan, who was gnawing on the chicken legs, heard this, kicked back the chicken legs that he had eaten, got up and said, "Okay." ”

He exerts force on both feet.

The suspended pumice rocks all shook for a moment.

Xiao Binggan was like a meteorite, smashing the Sword Peak.

Adhering to the safety principle of 'quick victory, and never allowing the other party to have time to chant and open up' summarized in the [Lost Castle] trial, he did not hesitate at all, and directly took out 98K.

"Sun thief, go you. ”

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The 98K spits flames directly.

Come up and fight.

Xiao Binggan has no martial virtues.

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The first more, there is.

Have a great Sunday, everyone