The competition of the Heavenly Extreme Sword Sect, after Jiang Yu sat and waited for three days, finally came to an end, in addition to Jiang Yu, the other three immortal people from the Lingxi Realm were qualified to advance. After a day of rest, the final sword competition is about to kick off.

In the center of the Heavenly Pole Sword Sect, there is an extremely flat and wide piece of land, called Tingyuping. It is very rare among these mountains, and this place has become the best place for competition.

Outside the listening rain, a tall stand has already been built, and seats are allocated according to their status in the fairy world. Those princes of the White Moon Empire were also assigned positions, and they were still in a better position. In this regard, the princes of the White Moon Empire are naturally very grateful. After all, there is a difference between the Immortal Gate and the world, even if the Tianji Sword Sect does not give these princes any position, they have nothing to say, and now they are given a better position, which is a great face and scenery for them.

The venue for the official competition was nearly a thousand zhang long and wide, and there was an enchantment set up by the disciples of the Tianji Sword Sect around it, the purpose of which was to prevent the onlookers from being injured during the competition.

The sky was bright, and before the audience was seated, Jiang Yu was called by Yunqing to conduct the so-called lottery, and Jiang Yu found that he was the only one who came here to draw lots.

"What about the others?" Jiang Yu wondered.

"Everybody is drawn individually. Yun Qing explained.

"Will it be like this?" Jiang Yu was a little puzzled, but still under Yun Qing's signal, he drew one and signed it out.

"Number Sixteen. Jiang Yu handed the signature to Yun Qing. Yun Qing looked at it, and then took out a roll of paper, as if he had made a record. Watch him take notes. Jiang Yu asked curiously, "When can I meet Yang Shen?" As far as Jiang Yu was concerned, he was not very interested in other opponents, because the witch refining had stopped participating, and Zihuan Zhenren had not come at all. The other so-called immortal sect masters, he either didn't know them, or he didn't find them challenging.

"I'll take a look. Yun Qing flipped through his booklet and said, "If nothing else, if you can fight to the end, you will probably be able to meet him." ”

"What?" Jiang Yu was stunned, and said in his heart, why did he have to fight for so long.

Seeing Jiang Yu's application, Yun Qing smiled proudly and said: "Why, there are sixteen people in total, you are the sixteenth, he is the first, one-on-one duel elimination, you want to meet him, of course, it is only possible until the final final." But you don't have to worry, as long as you can win three games in a row and you'll be able to touch him, it's easy. ”

"Three wins in a row, that's easy for you to say. Jiang Yu teased. He looked at Yun Qing's slightly smug appearance, his heart moved, and while Yun Qing was not paying attention, he snatched the lottery holder used to draw lots, and then poured them out.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Yun Qing was very nervous when he saw Jiang Yu snatching the sticker, but it was too late.

"Sixteen...... Sixteen...... , it's all sixteen!" Jiang Yu took a handful of sticks in his hand, looked at Yun Qing, and said, "What's the situation, why are they all sixteen." Jiang Yuxin said that what else does this lottery mean, no matter how he draws, the result is the same.

Seeing that it was exposed, Yun Qing scratched his head and said, "You have to understand me." ”

"Understand, how to understand?" Jiang Yu actually felt a little inexplicable, and didn't understand why Yunqing was cheating.

Yun Qing scratched his chin with his fingernails and said: "This competition, there are a total of sixteen people, but there are not many people who have something to watch, the wizard has withdrawn, and now only you and Yang Shen are more interesting, if you meet at the beginning, then the later competition will not be interesting." Besides, I know that you don't have much interest in whether you can get the sword or not, and if you try it with him and run away, then I'm not at a loss. ”

Listening to her explanation, Jiang Yu thought about it, it seemed to be so reasonable, after all, the main purpose of coming here was to find Yu'er. If you find Yu'er, it doesn't matter whether you participate in the competition or not. If you had met Yang Shen earlier, the later competition might have been too troublesome to give up.

I heard Yun Qing continue: "And the withdrawal of the wizard uncle has a lot to do with you, and you have to take responsibility." Yun Qing looked like a scoundrel and said to Jiang Yu.

"How do you know it's me?" Jiang Yu asked. After he won the witch refining, this matter, the disciples who knew about it were all secretive. Basically, no one mentioned it, outsiders can't know about it, and within the Tianji Sword Sect, there are few insiders.

"Guess. Yun Qing spread his hands and said. Then he said: "Since you have already admitted it, then help me!"

"Okay. Jiang Yuxin said that it was just a few fights anyway, and it was not a big deal.

The sun rose, and all the immortal gates, the princes of the worldly wang clans, came to Tingyuping to take their seats. Listening to the stands of Yuping, all of them are in the south. The stands are divided into four layers, the highest floor, where the sect masters of all the immortal sects are seated, and the people who participate in the competition are also seated on this floor, because among the sixteen people, only Jiang Yu is not the sect master of the immortal sect, and the other fifteen people are all the sect masters of the immortal sect, so it is arranged like this. The people sitting on the second floor were the princes of the White Moon Empire, as well as the elders of the various immortal sects. On the third or fourth floor, there are worldly wang clans, rangers, and ordinary disciples of various immortal sects.

Jiang Yu was very early, under the leadership of Yun Qing, and sat on the highest floor of the stands and waited. He said in his heart that he was the sixteenth, and he didn't know when it would be his turn. Gradually, people came one by one, and those people were polite, but Jiang Yu found that many people didn't know him at all.

Jiang Yu sat in his place, eating something from time to time, and watched the guests from all walks of life coldly. What is more surprising is that the witchcraft is also here. Although he retreated into the background, he was still in the Heavenly Extreme Sword Sect, if he didn't attend, it would be really rude, and Jiang Yu also saw a very special guest.

Zihuan is a real person!

The lord of the Purple Void Palace, the twelve halls of the mentally retarded Purple Void Palace, used to be the first person in the White Moon Country, and now the White Moon Country has become the White Moon Empire, whether he is still the first person in the White Moon Empire is not necessarily, but the top three are definitely there. And for Jiang Yu, he has another meaning.

Jiang Yu wanted to know about the cause of his parents' deaths, and Jiang Yu believed that if others didn't know, Zihuan Zhenren must know. But now, I don't have a way to ask him.

Zi Huan Zhenren came here, not to participate in the competition, because the time limit has passed, and he himself has no interest in seizing the sword, after all, he already has a divine sword-Snow Frost! In terms of grade, against the heavenly character of the high-grade divine soldier, I am afraid that he can only win and not lose. After all, Snow Frost is a sword with a sword spirit. With such a sword, if you still come to participate in the sword, I am afraid that you will be despised by the practitioners of all walks of life. Moreover, most of the people who came here to participate in the sword capture were his juniors, and it was even more inconvenient for him to appear. One of the main reasons why he came here was that he heard about the witch refining sword and returning to seclusion. So while the Blade Refining Conference is not over, hurry over here to see what's going on.

"You say that if you seal the sword, you will seal the sword, so what can we do about the agreement after thirty years?" Zihuan Zhenren looked at the witch refining sitting not far away, and the witch refining at this time was still dressed in casual clothes, looking very chic and casual. The two are people of the same name, competitors, and good friends.

"Then I'll be better if I lose. Haha......" Wu Lian laughed, looking very casual. Listening to what Wu Lian said so easily, Zi Huan Zhenren frowned, the reason was very simple, he knew Wu Lian too well. What kind of person is a witchcraftman? hot-tempered, extremely competitive, and very good-looking. But now in front of this witchcraft, where is there still a shadow of the past.

"A lifelong pursuit, saying that you can let go of it, Brother Wu, at this point, I really lost to you. Zihuan Zhenren said, sighed lightly, he sighed, he lost an opponent, without a strong opponent, there would be no motivation and goal.

Hearing this, Wu Lian shook his head slightly, and said: "You don't have to be like this, the so-called generations of talented people have come out, do you know why I want to go into hiding?"

"I've heard a little about it, but I just can't believe it. Zihuan said truthfully.

Wu Lian chuckled, "That's true. ”

"It's true. Zihuan was really shocked. He couldn't be clearer about the ability of witchcraft, and compared to him, he was almost equal.

"It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to compete with him in real sword skills. It's a pity. Witch Twister said. When Zi Huan Zhenren heard this, he said, "Could it be that Brother Wu and Ren actually lost the basic sword skills?"

"I'm not the Great God of Boling, isn't it normal to lose?" Wu Lian smiled.

When Zihuan Zhenren heard this, he sighed. After a while, he said: "I only have one big regret in my life. A hundred years ago, I left in a hurry with the Red Moon Tribulation, and I didn't see what the Red Moon Tribulation was, which was a second regret, and now it seems that a third regret has to be added. ”

Hearing this, Wu Lian just smiled, but didn't say much. At this time, Zhou Ping came over, and Wu Lian beckoned Zhou Ping and said, "Ping'er, go and give Zihuan a real salute!"

"Yes, Master!" Zhou Ping took the order, came to Zihuan Zhenren, and saluted respectfully.

Seeing Zhou Parallel, he was quite respectful. Zihuan Zhenren twisted his beard and said, "You are Zhou Ping?"

"No, exactly. Zhou Ping said seriously. Zihuan Zhenren looked up and down, and said, "Brother Wu has accepted a good heir." Zihuan Zhenren can see that Zhou Ping's talent is not bad, but if he uses his apprenticeship standards, he may not be qualified, because he is very strict in accepting apprentices. But because Zhou Ping's talent is not so good, and now he has such a cultivation, it shows that he must be a diligent person and a person with an excellent heart. He and Wu Lian both understand that compared to talent, people who use swords have a more important heart, after all, they need years to sharpen.

Jiang Yu was in the distance, listening carefully to what they were saying, and suddenly the sword spirit emerged from his heart. Said: "What a strong sword intent." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Yu was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly heard the sword spirit say again: "There may be a sword spirit nearby!

Hearing this, Jiang Yu looked carefully towards the witch refining side, and suddenly found that behind Zihuan Zhenren, there were two people standing. A person with snow-white temples and a fairy posture, looking at his cultivation, he has already looked like a sea realm of four or five times. And the other one is a young man who doesn't seem to have cultivated anything, his eyebrows are quite heroic, and behind him, he is carrying an extremely gorgeous sword, unsheathed, which can be seen that the grade is not low.

"Could it be him?" After Jiang Yu saw the man, he noticed that the man seemed to be also patrolling around, looking for something, and then lying on the side of Zihuan Zhenren's ear and saying something.

"Has it been discovered?" Jiang Yuxin said that since the sword spirit could feel the existence of another sword spirit, it was normal for the other sword spirit to perceive her, but it seemed that the sword spirit did not discover the existence of Yuer.

Before the competition began, Zihuan Zhenren and Wu Lian were chatting and laughing, talking about some past events, and suddenly the sword spirit behind him came over with his ears, and he was also shocked after listening to the words of the sword spirit. Because his sword spirit told him that there was another sword spirit in the field, and it was not clear where it was.

"Is there such a thing?" Zihuan Zhenren's heart was also shocked. What is the concept of sword spirit, I'm afraid no one knows better than him. In addition to the lost method of casting souls to cast sword spirits by sacrificing swords to people, then there is only one way left, that is, to use one's own spiritual temperature to raise the sword, and perhaps there is a chance to give birth to a sword spirit. His snowy and frosty sword spirit is the result of his cultivation for nearly a hundred years, so it can be called extremely lucky. To put it simply, a person who has a sword spirit must be a master of using a sword, because the sword spirit will not follow a useless master.

Zihuan Zhenren turned his eyes to Wu Lian and said, "Brother Wu's plane tree, but it has attracted a golden phoenix." He knew that the words of the sword spirit could not be concealed from anyone, and he could not hide the witchcraft, after all, with his cultivation, no matter how small the sword spirit's voice was, it was useless.

Wu Lian didn't say anything, but his heart was a mirror. He had already learned from Zui Dongli that the person who defeated him was Jiang Yu in the past, and one of the news left by those who had experienced the Red Moon Catastrophe was that Jiang Yu was a person with a sword spirit.

"It seems that the drunken east fence is not without purpose. Wu Lian didn't say anything, and he had already confirmed in his heart that Zui Dongli didn't lie to him. The person wearing the mask over there is indeed Jiang Yu. He quietly looked at the masked man in the distance, and he had all kinds of tastes in his heart.

Jiang Yu waited for the competition to start, and sat on the chair, very comfortable. Because the top floor is the suzerain of each faction, it is also quite luxurious, and there is almost a distance of more than half a zhang between the seats. After all, apart from him, which sect master came, he didn't have two or three followers behind him.

A thin old man, with two disciples, suddenly sat on the seat beside Jiang Yu. Looking at their appearance, they seem to have come from afar. Looking at the appearance of the old man, Jiang Yu felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but if he thought about it, he couldn't remember it.

"Tianji Sword Sect, it's really a drag on doing things, it's just a sword, just a direct competition between the sect masters of each faction, and it is not over, and so many useless people have been invited. The thin old man, having just sat down, complained like this.

"Master, this is the Heavenly Extreme Sword Sect, Shen Yan. A disciple reminded in a whisper. Hearing this, the thin old man glanced at his apprentice and said, "I don't need you to teach me yet." The old man looked left and right, and suddenly saw Jiang Yu at a glance. Unlike other sect masters' polite postures, Jiang Yu crossed Erlang's legs very casually, drank tea and ate pastries. I don't know, I thought he was here to smash the field.

"Hey, stinky boy, are you in the wrong place?" the thin old man couldn't help but stand up, pointed at Jiang Yu and asked.