On the second day, the hour of the hour.

A straight giant peak, thousands of sword cultivators gathered on the mountain, most of them were foundation building period monks.

The sword fighting conference is held for the sword cultivation of the Dan period, and the sword cultivation of the foundation building period is to see the excitement, and the sword cultivation of the Dan period is the participant of the sword fighting conference.

There is a huge bluestone square on the top of the mountain, and dozens of bluestone rings of the same size are built.

The Sword Fighting Conference, as the name suggests, is to let the flying swords fight, and the sword cultivator sacrifices his own flying sword, and fights with other people's flying swords, and can perform various swordsmanship.

There are hundreds of sword cultivators who participated in the sword fighting conference this time, some of them are loose cultivators, some are children of the immortal cultivation family, and more are disciples of the immortal cultivation sect.

Taiyi Xianmen also sent people to participate in this sword fighting conference, but Wang Qingshan didn't know them.

An old man in a blue robe in his early fifties stood in a bluestone ring, his face was ruddy, and his tiger eyes were not angry and arrogant.

"Old man Du Yunlong, welcome to participate in our sword fighting conference held by Wanjian Gate, the sword fighting conference is a flying sword fight, two by two, no injury, violators will be severely punished, the top ten can get rich rewards, don't talk nonsense, draw lots for the competition. ”

The old man in the blue robe gave a brief introduction, and let the contestants draw lots to compete.

Wang Qingshan drew the No. 15 lot, and his opponent was a tall and thin middle-aged man, the middle-aged man was carrying a red giant sword on his back, and he was four layers of Dan.

The sword fighting conference is a flying sword fight, which tests the sword cultivation's swordsmanship and the quality of the flying sword.

At the beginning of the competition, Wang Qingshan shrugged his right shoulder, and a crisp sword sound sounded, and five green flying swords flew out of the sword box on Wang Qingshan's back and hovered above his head.

Wang Qingshan's natal magic weapon is the green glass sword, and the sword fighting conference does not stipulate that only the natal flying sword can be sacrificed to fight. Wang Qingshan planned to fight each other with five jade void swords first, and if he was defeated, it would not be too late to sacrifice the green glass sword.

The middle-aged man pinched the sword trick, and the red giant sword on his back flew out of the scabbard.

Soon, hundreds of red greatswords appeared above his head, each one shining with a sparkle and identical.

Wang Qingshan's sword trick pinched, and the five jade void swords emitted a crisp sword sound at the same time, conjuring up a large cyan sword shadow, slashing towards hundreds of flying swords.

Sonorous!

There was a muffled sound of metal colliding, and hundreds of red giant swords and hundreds of cyan flying swords slashed together, and the blue and red rays were blazing, as gorgeous as fireworks.

The sword cultivators in the other rings use their own means to control the flying swords to fight.

None of them immediately showed their hole cards, and most of them used the most basic sword splitting techniques to test their opponents' flying swords.

Some sword cultivators use mana to transform flying swords into demon beast forms and attack opponents' flying swords, some sword cultivators sacrifice more than a dozen sparkling flying swords and turn them into thousands of flying swords to attack opponents' flying swords, and some sword cultivators transform flying swords into discs and release a large area of sword qi to attack.

For a while, the sword light flashed in the ring, and all kinds of swords flashed.

As soon as Wang Qingshan's sword technique changed, hundreds of cyan flying swords quickly merged into one, turning into a cyan giant sword more than ten zhang long, rushing into hundreds of red flying swords.

Sonorous!

There was a muffled sound of gold and iron clashes, and a large area of red flying swords was smashed by the cyan giant sword.

The middle-aged man was not to be outdone, with a pinch of the sword, hundreds of red flying swords quickly merged into one, turning into a red giant sword to meet him, he opened his mouth again, and a small red sword more than two feet long flew out, the red sword was crystal clear, and the glow was flowing non-stop.

The small red sword let out a crisp sword sound, turning into a long red rainbow and striking at the cyan giant sword.

A series of muffled sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the cyan giant sword seemed to be a little struggling with one against two.

The light of the red sword rose, and it merged with the red giant sword, and a large piece of red sword light appeared on the surface of the red giant sword, and at the same time, a large area of red flames appeared, and it slashed towards the cyan giant sword with great momentum.

Sonor!

The cyan giant sword collided with the red giant sword, and immediately flew out upside down, taking advantage of the situation to turn into five cyan flying swords, surrounding the red giant sword.

Sword Formation!

Wang Qingshan's hands pinched, and the five cyan flying swords let out a sword sound at the same time, and they turned quickly.

The wind was fierce, and a cyan tornado appeared out of thin air, wrapping the red giant sword, turning rapidly, and the powerful air flow made Wang Qingshan and the middle-aged man's clothes swing non-stop.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, pinched the sword trick, and the red giant sword light soared, turning into a red giant python with a waist as thick as a water tank, opening its bloody mouth and pounced on the cyan tornado.

Wang Qingshan sneered, and as soon as the sword technique changed, the cyan tornado turned rapidly, and countless cyan sword qi flew out of the cyan tornado and slashed towards the red giant python.

Thundered!

A huge roar sounded, and the red python regained its body and turned into a red giant sword.

The middle-aged man's face turned cold, his sword trick was pinched, and the light of the red giant sword soared, turning into a red rainbow more than ten zhang long, trying to smash the cyan tornado.

The size of the cyan tornado suddenly increased by more than three times, and the red rainbow involuntarily sank into the cyan tornado and wandered on the outer wall.

A deafening roar sounded, and the cyan tornado burst open, turning into five green flying swords, a red giant sword and a small red sword fell to the ground, and the aura was slightly dimmed.

"Wang Qingshan wins!"

The referee announced loudly, and the middle-aged man frowned slightly, didn't say anything, put away his flying sword, and jumped out of the ring.

Wang Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief, and with a pinch of the sword technique, the five jade void swords circled one by one, and flew back into the sword box one after another.

Wang Qingshan jumped out of the ring and watched the others fight with their swords.

"Hey, it's him. ”

Wang Qingshan sighed lightly, and his eyes fell on a certain ring.

A tall man in a red shirt and a young woman in a blue dress in her early thirties fight, and the man in the red shirt is none other than Cheng Zhenyu.

Wang Qingshan saw Cheng Zhenyu back then, because of the news that he sold the spiritual fire to the Wang family, Wang Qingshan was more impressed by him.

Cheng Zhenyu is the second layer of the Jiedan, driving two red flying swords that are more than two feet long, releasing a large area of red sword shadows, slashing towards hundreds of blue sword shadows.

The young woman in the blue skirt is a third-layer Yudan, and her cultivation is higher than Cheng Zhenyu.

Cheng Zhenyu didn't seem to plan to consume it, and with a pinch of the sword technique, the light of the two red flying swords soared, turning into two red flying eagles the size of a zhang, and pounced on hundreds of blue sword shadows.

The red eagle flapped its wings and blew out a powerful hurricane, and the blue sword shadow touched the hurricane and flew out upside down.

The young woman in the blue dress frowned, and with a pinch of the sword, hundreds of blue sword shadows merged into one and turned into a huge blue giant eagle.

Cheng Zhenyu's sword trick changed, and the two red flying eagles merged into one, more than doubling in size, and pounced on the blue giant eagle.

The red giant eagle and the blue giant eagle tore together, the blue giant eagle vaguely occupied the upper hand, and after Zhenyu's sword trick changed, a large red flame appeared on the surface of the red giant eagle's body, and the blue giant eagle was stained with red flames, the red flames spread rapidly, and the blue giant eagle let out a painful scream.

The red giant eagle's light rose sharply, turning into a round of red sun more than ten feet large.

The sound of "snorting" broke through the air loudly, and hundreds of red flying swords flew out of the red sun and slashed at the blue giant eagle.

The blue giant eagle suddenly recovered its body, turned into three small blue swords, and fell to the ground, with a dim aura.

"Cheng Zhenyu wins!"

The referee announced loudly.

Wang Qingshan witnessed the whole process, his face was thoughtful, he didn't expect that Cheng Zhenyu was also a sword cultivator.