The Chengjian Dabi began.

With the reappearance of Heavenly Sword Peak, the Sword Sect restored the pattern of the Seven Peaks.

In this competition, an elder of the Duzhen Hall took action and erected twelve high platforms on top of the Sword Lake.

The most central part is where the competition is located.

The other ones represent the four halls and seven peaks of the Sword Sect.

The sea of clouds on top of these high platforms, as well as several cloud platforms, are the other six holy places in the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm and the places where the guests sent to watch the ceremony.

Surprisingly, this time, the Sword Sect actually limited the number of people in the Seven Peaks and the Four Halls.

Only three people are allowed to participate in each peak.

This made countless disciples who had just stepped into the Ning Yuan Realm very disappointed, and for the sake of these three places, the Seven Peaks and the Four Halls had a small area of competition.

In the end, the qualification was confirmed.

Similarly, because of the pattern of the family and the master and apprentice, this competition is more like a battle between the two families.

It's just that the realm is limited to the Ning Yuan Realm, and there is a situation where the elders of the Cave True Realm are guarding it.

But many people know in their hearts that once the battle has begun, it will inevitably intensify, and the Sword Sect has come to the brink of splitting.

...

The first to appear was a disciple named Luo Wen, who came from the Luo family of Shuiyun Peak, a lineage of the family.

Although it is a woman, Luo Wen is very famous in the Sword Sect, he is only twenty years old, and he went to the Sword Mound Mountain to find a sword a few years ago, and now he is already the realm of the fifth layer of the Ning Yuan Realm.

Perhaps because of her years of travel, this young woman did not panic in the face of the eyes of countless people, and looked at her opponent with a focused expression.

Meng Yuangui of the Sword Palace.

This middle-aged man who looked a little vicissitudes was actually only twenty-two years old, and his master was an unknown Cave True Realm elder of the Sword Transmission Palace.

His master broke his heart because of fighting with others, and he has been relying on elixir to survive.

Therefore, Meng Yuangui traveled all the year round, fought with others, and looked for medicine for his master, which seemed extremely embarrassing.

But at this moment, no one dares to despise him.

To be able to stand out from the four halls of the Sword Transmission Hall, which is famous for its killing, how powerful it is.

A cold sword light flew out of Luo Wen's sleeve, slashed across the high platform, and then flew straight towards Meng Yuangui.

The two are of the same clan and different lineages, so naturally there is nothing to talk about.

Soon, the swords of the two fought together, and for a while, the sword qi flew and was dazzling.

On the high platform, there were many envoys and representatives who came to watch the ceremony, including monks from the Hanging Temple, and many young and beautiful women from the Occultation Moon Sect.

In the corner, the Jinghu Sword Sect was the first time to send a representative to observe the Sword Sect's Chengjian Dabi, the envoy had no experience, and he didn't pay attention to the silence of the other people on the Daoyun Stage, both sword cultivators, looking at the two people on the stage The sword momentum was amazing, and the momentum was majestic, and he was amazed, so he applauded and praised a few words.

Soon, with Meng Yuangui's extraordinary sword move, he stabbed Luo Wen's right arm.

The cold-looking woman left the platform without hesitation.

Meng Yuangui didn't make a move, but saluted to the high platform where the master and apprentice were located, and went down to wait for his next opponent.

...

Lu Lu slowly, and the other peaks and the well-known young disciples of the four halls also competed.

But unlike what many people imagined, most of them were point-to-point, and there was no scene of fighting each other.

This made the guests of the six holy places who came to watch the ceremony a little puzzled.

It's not that the sword sect family and the master and apprentice are like fire and water, but today's scene is simply a drill between the same sect.

"It's boring."

The guests of the Moon Occultation Sect sat in the very center of the cloud platform.

A little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old stared at the glass ground under her feet, feeling too bored.

She rubbed her sore eyes and yawned, a pair of crescent moon bells dangling from her lovely earlobes.

Jingle and sound very pleasant.

That bell is like a crescent moon in the sky, could it be that this little girl is a moon-gazing envoy with a high status in the Moon Occultation Sect?

"You know what!"

A beautiful woman rubbed her head dotingly, and said: "The Sword Sect is the holy land of the world's swordsmanship, and the people who appear are all genius disciples of the Sword Sect. ”

The little girl from the Moon Covering Sect muttered: "The problem is that they are too boring to compare swords, one sword comes, one sword passes, what's so good about this." ”

Fortunately, this is where the guests watch the ceremony, and others only listen to it as a child's talk.

If the disciples of the Sword Sect in the audience heard it, they might have some trouble.

The woman smiled helplessly.

Suddenly, there was a noise from the high platform of the competition, and the little girl stood on tiptoe to take a look, and saw the handsome young man, and said, "Uncle, look! Didn't you just point this out to me, the person who inherited the Taichu Immortal Sword! ”

...

I don't know what the reason is, among the younger generation of disciples in the outer court, only Su Qingming, Lu Qian, and Chen Lin have advanced to the Ning Yuan Realm.

And Chen Lin was co-opted by the Sword Hall and became a disciple of the master-apprentice lineage.

Su Qingming didn't want Lu Qian to participate in this kind of boring competition.

Therefore, the place where the entire outer courtyard was located was empty before Su Qing came.

Many people also speculated whether the disciples of the outer court would give up this time to inherit the sword competition.

But as the handsome young man slowly walked onto the high platform, countless lines of sight also came over.

Above the cloud platform, the Fufa Arhat of the Hanging Temple opened his eyes, and the other holy land envoys also got up and looked down.

The guests who watched the ceremony all showed great interest, or curiosity, in Su Qingming.

In Yuanzhou, and even in the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm, Su Qingming had never drawn qi into his body for three years of cultivation, he was a waste who couldn't even cultivate, and these envoys had come here many times to make fun of the Sword Sect.

Everyone knows that cultivation requires qualifications, and it is even more impossible for a cultivation sect to have mortals.

But this is the kind of person they used to make fun of the Sword Sect for three years, and suddenly he can practice.

Half a year from the Qi Realm to the Ning Yuan Realm.

Then he abolished several famous genius disciples of the Sword Sect along the way.

The most unbelievable thing for them was that this former waste disciple actually got the recognition of the immortal sword 'Taichu' on the Sword Mound Mountain.

It is also a holy land, this supreme immortal sword representing the Heavenly Sword Peak, how could they not know the power it possesses and the status it represents.

It can be said that for thousands of years in the Sword Sect, the people who were able to use the Primal as their natal sword have all advanced to the Forgotten Life Realm and achieved the position of Sword Venerable in the end.

Looking at the indifferent young man on the high platform, the countless people in the Seven Peaks and the Four Palaces, as well as the envoys of various factions on the cloud platform, were all in a somewhat complicated mood.

Everyone seemed to have been slapped in the face.

Su Qingming ignored those emotionally complicated gazes, and just smiled at the little fat man in front of him.

"It's too late to throw in the towel."