I saw that in the misty place, there was a mountain peak below that had been flattened by a sword, and there was a huge martial arts platform on it.

This platform is a hundred zhang square, and the stone platform seems to be empty all around, but in fact, there is a hidden power of the formation.

"It's coming. At this time, on the Imperial Sword Platform, a group of disciples who had just entered looked at the Changzheng sword light in the sky, and immediately said excitedly.

On weekdays, the Imperial Sword Terrace is a place for the disciples of the Ziyang Temple to practice against each other, so there is not only a special area for fighting, but also a place to watch the battle.

As Zhou Yu followed Chang Zheng's sword light down, he saw that in addition to the thirty-two new disciples that Chang Zheng said, there were also more than a dozen old disciples of Ziyang Temple to support him.

The leaders were Chang Hao and Chang Le, and the reason why he found these two people at a glance was because Feng Xiaoxin was standing there with a happy face.

In front of everyone, Wang Ziyang was standing with his hands in his hands, dressed in a purple robe, full of silver and white hair, and his face was ruddy.

"Master. ”

"Uncle Shi. ”

Zhou Yu and Chang Zheng stood on the high platform used for the competition and bowed their hands.

"Ready, let's go. Ziyang Zhenren said softly.

In front of the disciples, he did not choose the kind of long speech that advocated momentum.

But as soon as these words came out, the entire Edgeworth Platform suddenly fell silent, as if there was suddenly a hidden scorching aura in the air.

While the atmosphere has become depressing, there is an incomparable heat of anticipation, which is constantly brewing.

For these new disciples, nothing is more attractive than the big scene of Edgeworth flying and sword qi dominating.

Because this kind of fairy-like method is something they can get after hard work.

"Senior brother, please. Feeling the anticipation of his disciples, Chang Zheng stretched out his hand and made a move, and suddenly a long sword glowing with a fiery red color began to swim beside him.

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Chang to also condense the sword intent, since this is the case, I also ask Senior Brother to forgive me. Feeling the extremely explosive sword intent faintly emanating from the fiery red long sword, Zhou Yu's heart sank, and he suddenly said.

"Go. As soon as the words fell, the Qingying Sword suddenly roared away from Zhou Yu's side, like a blue and white lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed a distance of dozens of zhang and arrived in front of Chang Zheng.

"So fast. When the disciples on the viewing platform saw this scene, their hearts immediately stopped.

Bang!

The next moment, just when they thought they would be defeated by the blue and white sword, they heard a sharp pop, followed by a crisp sound of metal colliding.

Suddenly, the blue-white sword light and the fiery red sword light were separated with a single touch.

"It's better for the junior brother to use some real skills. Chang Zheng said, glancing at the Ziyang real person on the viewing platform.

"In that case, senior brother be careful. When Zhou Yu heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Senior Uncle Wang is still the same Senior Uncle Wang, although he didn't give magic weapons or sword intent, but at the moment, he wants to use Senior Brother Chang's hand to give me guidance. Thinking about this, Zhou Yu suddenly stopped holding back.

Since there is Ziyang Zhenren on the side, then he can rest assured.

Buzz!

In an instant, Zhou Yu held the Qingying Sword in his hand, and a cold sword aura on it rushed to the sky.

However, in a few breaths, one after another sharp sword qi spread behind him in a form visible to the naked eye, and there was a faint sound of water waves.

"Go. The next moment, Zhou Yujian was stunned.

Behind him, countless blue-white sword qi suddenly roared towards Chang Zheng, like a big wave, causing the space where the sword qi passed to begin to distort.

Bang!

In the face of such a surging sword aura, Chang Zheng's face also began to become solemn.

It seems to be just sword qi, but there is a sword intent that seems to be there in it.

"Not bad. Chang Zheng said, and suddenly slashed at this sword qi that was like a big wave.

In an instant, as a crimson sword light lit up, countless fiery red sword qi suddenly roared out, like a blooming flame, instantly extinguishing one after another blue and white sword qi.

Obviously, it was just a collision of sword qi, but as the blue-white sword qi and the fiery red sword qi continued to disappear from each other, between the two, there was suddenly a breath like a white mist flowing out.

And with the birth of this white mist aura, the sky near it began to blur as if it was really shrouded in thick fog.

"Senior brother, be careful. At this time, Zhou Yu reminded him, and suddenly his hands quickly played a series of sword tricks, and he didn't enter the Qing Ying Sword.

Buzz!

In an instant, as one sword trick after another entered the body, the Qing Ying Sword suddenly continued to transform, and above the cold light sword body, there were one after another sword gangs that were like substances.

As soon as these swords appeared, even if they were tens of zhang apart, everyone on the viewing platform felt that there seemed to be countless swords in their ears, and they were all fighting in unison at this moment.

At this moment, I saw that the dozens of sword gangs derived from the Qingying Sword were constantly intertwined with each other in the sky, giving birth to endless sword qi, and then forming an extremely huge sword cloud, enveloping the entire martial arts platform.

"Broken. As soon as this sword cloud appeared, he heard Zhou Yu drink coldly, and regardless of the sword qi and white mist generated when it collided with the crimson sword qi, there were countless green and dark swords, like a torrential rain, pouring towards the direction where Chang Zheng was.

Different from the previous sword qi, at this moment, the sword that roared out from the sword cloud was not half transparent at all, and each one seemed to be an entity.

Even if the scene in it was not clear because of the white mist of the sword, as the blue-white long sword continued to pour out, the sound of the heavy sword weapon landing was extremely loud.

It's easy to think that Chang Zheng at this moment should be pierced by ten thousand swords.

"With the help of the Diyun Sword Array, the sword qi is vigorous, this Dripping Cloud Sword Technique is not bad, and I finally have some charm, but just this, if I want to deal with Chang Zheng, I'm afraid it's not enough. On the viewing platform, Wang Ziyang looked at this scene and immediately stroked his beard and said.

As soon as Wang Ziyang's words fell, at this moment, under the roar of the blue and white sword gang, the white sword mist that had just filled the martial arts stage gradually dissipated.

In its place, a fiery red lotus flower.

This fiery red lotus flower was incomparably huge, occupying a radius of nearly ten steps.

On the outermost layer of the fiery red lotus, one after another blue and white long swords were inserted at this moment, looking embarrassed and miserable.

"Senior brother, be careful, senior brother is going to make a move. At this time, within the fiery red lotus, Chang Zhengzhong's voice came out.

At the same time, the outermost layer of the fiery red lotus, which occupied an incomparably large radius of ten steps, suddenly opened up.

It was like a flower blooming, but as the outermost petals unfolded, Zhou Yu found that the blue and white sword gang inserted on it began to shatter.

And as it shattered and scattered in space, a palm-sized fiery red lotus flower was suddenly born.

One flower, another flower......