A day later, the long-awaited day of the Huashan Sword Sect's Seven Peaks Competition finally arrived.

Early this morning, Qin Xuan and the others from the Refining Instrument Peak gathered in the Purple Fire Peak Square, and many people had already gathered in the square. There are the powerful figures and elders of the sect who came to preside over the Seven Peaks Competition, the children who came to see the excitement, the elders of the outer gate, some true disciples of the inner gate, the staff who maintain order, the alchemists who treated the accidental injuries in time in order to prepare for the competition, and the array mages and inscription masters who maintained the rest ring......

As far as the eye can see, it is definitely crowded with people, and the hustle and bustle is extremely lively.

About half a pillar of incense time, a melodious and melodious sound of the ancient bell resounded throughout the Purple Fire Peak.

Bursts of fragrant smoke enveloped the entire square.

On the mountain peak in the distance, a streamer suddenly flickered, and a majestic aura surged, and the dazzling sword light tore through the sky, and the streamer fell on the tallest and solemn ring in the center of the square.

This time, the host powerhouse who presided over the Seven Peaks Great Competition has arrived.

Huashan Sword Sect Sect Master Wang Xiong, Jintong Peak Master Li Jiannan, Muyue Peak Master Nangong Wentian, Bishui Peak Pavilion Master Qian Haiyan, Tuxing Peak Master Xiong Kaige, Alchemy Peak Master Ge Shen, and Refining Peak Wanshou came to their Imperial Sword. Waves of unrestrained sword qi fluctuated, drumming around their figures, and even the light began to distort around them.

All the disciples suddenly didn't even dare to come out.

Qin Xuan only felt a suffocating feeling coming to his face, as if the seven ancient mountains were pressing in front of him.

He had to hurriedly use his strength to suppress it, which made the aura in his body slowly stabilize.

"It's terrifying, the strength of these seven peak masters, the masters of the Jiedan Realm, the Huashan Sword Sect is really a master!"

Qin Xuan secretly admired in his heart.

"Cut, it's just a few little guys in the realm of the Jiedan Realm, I think back then, the old man, I could crush thousands of these goods with one finger!" Qin Wujian snorted disdainfully in his mind.

"That's it, the small sect is really a small sect, and the elders are only in the realm of Dan, hehe, it's vulnerable!" Qin Wujian continued.

Qin Xuan touched his nose disapprovingly, and did not respond to this Qin Wujian.

This Qin Wujian has a mysterious origin, an old monster, and in his eyes, he is not in the stream, and in today's Qingshui Country, he is afraid that he is a super master who is in charge alone.

"Meet the head and the peak masters!" Around the martial arts arena, everyone bowed and saluted in unison, looking respectful.

In the first ring, a majestic gold-robed old man in the center, Li Jiannan, with half-closed old eyes, as if he only knew how to hold the two gold beads in his hand, kept turning, making a strange sound, and a soft force spread out, helping everyone up, this person was as imposing as an abyss, extremely majestic, his eyes were burning like fire, and no one dared to look at him.

His gaze swept over the registered disciples of the Five Academies and nodded slightly.

"The Seven Peaks Competition starts now, I hope that all the disciples can attach importance to this competition, go all out, take out your strongest state, and strengthen the power of my Huashan Sword Sect, don't be afraid of the head and tail, lose the ground before and after, and let the peak masters and heads disappointed!"

Next, Qian Haiyan, the owner of the Bishui Peak Pavilion who still had the charm, read out some of the rules and rewards of the big competition, and then the seven peaks big competition officially began.

In the square, there are fifty bluestone rings of different sizes and scales.

The disciples who wanted to participate in the big competition from each peak slowly walked out of the crowd, came to the bottom of the first ring, and drew their respective numbers for the competition formation grouping.

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Qin Xuan received the cyan No. 9 card.

Handing over the sign representing himself to another working disciple, he temporarily returned to the disciple sequence of the Refining Instrument Peak, waiting for the final battle result to be released.

Seven and twenty or thirty Huashan Sword Sect Outer Gate and Inner Gate Elders greeted each other, and then sat on the high platform, waiting for the start of the game.

After the half-pillar incense time, another melodious bell rang in the square.

The exciting Seven Peaks Competition has finally officially begun.