The young woman in the green dress smiled slightly and said, "Du Daoyou, why don't we make a bet, can Senior Nephew Wang advance to the top ten?"

In the second round of the competition, there were fifty-three sword cultivators in the Dan period, and Wang Qingshan advanced to the fourth round and could enter the top ten.

According to the rules of the Sword Fighting Conference, the Jiedan monks who participate in the Sword Fighting Conference cannot be higher than the sixth layer, and if the cultivation is too high, they can control more flying swords, which is unfair to the Jiedan monks with low cultivation.

Du Yunlong's junior disciple has the cultivation of the fifth layer of the Jiedan, and the newly promoted Seven Sons of Ten Thousand Swords is the key cultivation object of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Du Yunlong could see that the beautiful woman in purple was not Wang Qingshan's opponent, that is to say, there was no problem for Wang Qingshan to advance to the third round, as long as he won one more game, he could enter the top ten.

"Since he is Ye Daoyou's disciple, there is no problem in advancing to the top ten, why don't you let him compete with the old man's disciple to see who wins and who loses, how about it?"

"Your disciple is the fifth layer of the Jiedan, and the nephew of the Wang is only the third layer of the Jiedan, and the senior nephew of the Wang has not officially started, and the flying sword in his hand is relatively small, which is unfair to him. ”

Du Yunlong smiled indifferently and said, "That's okay! Within half an hour, Rui'er worships Wang Xiaoyou, and he only uses a flying sword, and the old man takes this piece of gold and silver as a bet, how about it?"

With a flip of his palm, an egg-sized piece of silver ore appeared on his hand, with some golden spots on the surface of the silver ore.

"Okay, as soon as the word is decided, the concubine will use a piece of the skin of the fourth-order wind and snow python as a bet. ”

The young woman in the green dress took out a snow-white animal skin, looking full of confidence.

Wang Qingshan's sword trick pinched, and the cyan flying swords around him quickly merged into one, turning into a huge cyan dragon, and pounced on the opposite side with teeth and claws.

The purple-clothed beauty pinched her sword trick, and the eight purple flying swords turned into a purple dragon with a thick waist, facing the cyan dragon.

The two dragons fought together, the purple dragon was relatively large and occupied some advantages, and the cyan dragon fell behind.

Wang Qingshan frowned, opened his mouth, and a cyan rainbow flew out, submerging into the cyan dragon's body, the cyan dragon's body swelled, the light was great, and it was wrapped in a layer of cyan hurricane.

The situation suddenly reversed, the cyan dragon stabilized the purple dragon, and the purple dragon was defeated and retreated, and it was not the opponent of the cyan dragon at all.

"Break it for me. ”

The purple dragon's body suddenly burst open, and countless purple sword qi flew out, slashing towards the cyan dragon overwhelmingly.

The cyan dragon opened its bloody mouth, and a powerful air flow appeared out of thin air, swallowing all the attacking cyan sword qi, it shook its head and tail, rushed into the purple flying sword, and swallowed all the eight hundred cyan flying swords into its stomach.

The purple-clothed beauty frowned, her sword trick was pinched, and there was a "sonorous" sound of gold and iron clashing in the cyan dragon's body.

The cyan dragon flew around the ring non-stop, unaffected.

No matter how the purple-clothed beauty contacted her flying sword, the cyan dragon was not affected in the slightest.

Her face turned ugly, and after a quarter of an hour of trying, the cyan dragon was still intact, and she could only admit defeat.

"Wang Qingshan wins. ”

Hearing this, Wang Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, Xiaoyao Sword Venerable instructed him in swordsmanship, especially in the skills of controlling flying swords, taught by a famous teacher, Wang Qingshan himself also has a talent for swordsmanship, and he practices it carefully, so he is naturally more powerful than ordinary sword cultivation.

The purple-clothed beauty sighed, and said to Wang Qingshan: "Wang Daoyou's swordsmanship is superb, and the concubine admires him." ”

"Mrs. Liu, I agreed. ”

Wang Qingshan said modestly, put away his flying sword, jumped out of the ring, and watched the others fight with their swords.

Cheng Zhenyu, Nangong Fu, Li Rui and Hai Xinyu all worshiped their opponents one after another, Cheng Zhenyu's cultivation was not high, and it took him half an hour to defeat the opponent, Li Rui and Nangong Fu won very easily, their swordsmanship was very superb, and they all had complete sets of flying swords, and the quality of the flying swords was also very good.

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, and for sword cultivators, a good flying sword can improve their strength.

At the end of the second round of competition, twenty-seven sword cultivators advanced to the next round, and this time, Wang Qingshan's luck was better and he drew an empty lot.

Cheng Zhenyu's opponent is a yellow-robed man with a fifth layer of Jiedan, the yellow-robed man has six yellow flying swords, which can release wild sand to hurt the enemy, Cheng Zhenyu's number of flying swords and cultivation are not as good as the yellow-robed man, and he lost the competition.

Hai Xinying manipulated the flying sword to transform into various demon beast forms, and attacked the opponent's flying sword, and under her crazy attack, it didn't take long to win.

Li Rui and Nangong Fu's performances were still eye-catching, and it didn't take long to defeat their opponents.

"Senior nephew Wang, this palace is your Uncle Liu, Du Daoyou's little disciple Li Rui will compete with you later, don't worry, the way of the competition is beneficial to you, if you win, I will have a heavy reward, you know?"

A gentle woman's voice came from Wang Qingshan's ears.

Wang Qingshan looked towards the rostrum, and his eyes collided with a young woman in a green dress.

"Yes, the disciple obeys. ”

Wang Qingshan didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly agreed to come down.

A quarter of an hour later, the third round of the competition ended, and fourteen sword cultivators advanced to the fourth round.

This time, Wang Qingshan's opponent is Hai Xinyi.

At the beginning of the competition, they shot almost at the same time, and they didn't spare their hands.

Hai Xinying released nine red flying swords, turned into nine red pythons with thick waists, and pounced.

Haixinyang's cultivation is higher than Wang Qingshan's, and the number of flying swords is also higher than Wang Qingshan's, and Wang Qingshan intends to fight quickly.

He sacrificed the green glass sword, turned into a cyan rainbow several feet long, and slashed at the nine red giant pythons.

With a pinch of the Haixin Sword Technique, the nine red giant pythons merged into one, turning into a huge red dragon, opening its bloody mouth and swallowing the cyan Changhong in one bite.

Wang Qingshan's sword trick pinched, the red dragon showed a painful look, his body was split into two, and a cyan rainbow flew out.

Haixin's brows furrowed slightly, his apricot mouth opened, and a red rainbow flew out, facing the cyan rainbow.

Sonorous!

There was a muffled sound of gold and iron clashes, and the blue and red rays were blazing.

As soon as the Haixin Sword Technique was pinched, the red rainbow light rose sharply, and a large area of red flames appeared, and the cyan flying sword faintly fell a little down.

Wang Qingshan frowned, pinched the sword technique, and the cyan Changhong flew back and stopped in front of him.

He gently stroked the Qingli Sword, as if he was touching his lover, and an astonishing sword intent rushed out of his body, and the light of the Qingli Sword skyrocketed, making a piercing sword sound, and the sword body twisted.

At the same time, the flying swords of most of the sword cultivators present shook one after another, making bursts of sword sounds.

Li Rui's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said, "Sword intent!"

The sword intent is the intention of the sword cultivator, such as indomitable, invincible, etc., are the manifestations of the sword intent, and the understanding of the Xiaoyao Sword Venerable is the Xiaoyao sword intent, no moves, no style, the sword is free, unpredictable, and free.

There are many kinds of sword intent, and what kind of sword intent can be comprehended depends on the sword cultivator's personal understanding of swordsmanship.