"Dead, dead, bang......" The beggar man muttered to himself again, and Ye Han heard it clearly. Zhang Jun looked at Ye Han suspiciously, hoping that Ye Han would give him an explanation. Ye Han pointed to his ears, meaning to let them listen.

The three of them listened attentively for a moment, only the words repeated by the beggar man were even more puzzled, looking very strange, thinking that Ye Han was already crazy and mentally abnormal. What's so nice about a beggar's gibberish.

Ye Han saw that the three of them were puzzled, but he didn't explain, but said to He Fang: "Lord He, check the origin of this person, there may be new discoveries." ”

He Fang didn't know what Ye Han meant, but with his years of experience in handling cases, there must be something wrong with this beggar, and he may find something when he investigates it. He Fang was no longer slacking off, jumped off the horse, and retreated to the fireworks village with the beggar man.

At this time, it was already late, Ye Han had to draw lots tomorrow to compete, but he couldn't stay any longer, and after explaining the situation to He Fang, he got on his horse and headed towards Luoyang. In the middle of the moon, Ye Han returned to the Green Mountain Villa and slept indiscriminately.

On the second day, the dawn shone on the earth, and a new day came again. Qin Shen, the owner of the world's first village, stood on the high platform and spoke again. The quarterfinals are no longer held at the same time, but a single competition, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, divided into two days.

After Qin injured his speech, the eight people who entered the top eight appeared in the draw. Ye Han drew a lot at random and walked to the front registration office. Yue Ling'er, Zhao Ying, Wang Changfeng, Wang Sheng, and Wang were obviously very nervous, and even the head of the Qin Sword Sect on the high platform was also very nervous. If Ye Han happened to draw against Chen Shangyuan, it would be miserable.

The Qin Sword Sect finally had two people squeeze into the top eight, and if they were drawn to fight against each other, it would be extremely unlucky.

Ye Han looked at the sign in his hand, it was No. 2. Yue Ling'er had seen the sign number long before Ye Han, and immediately turned to Chen Shangyuan and asked, "Senior brother, what number are you?" ”

Chen Shangyuan looked at the sign in his hand and said, "I'm No. 8." When Yue Lin'er and the others saw that Chen Shangyuan was not No. 7, they were immediately overjoyed and let go of the worries in their hearts. The Qin Sword Sect will not have a situation of cannibalism.

There are only four quarterfinals of the competition, and the competition can be completed in two days, and Qin Sheng, the owner of the first village in the world, directly reported everyone's number, so that everyone knows who their opponents are.

The first pick is Cao Yun of the Lijiang faction, who is the opponent of Qin Jian Chen Shangyuan, and the first battle in the quarterfinals.

Ye Han's opponent was Yan Qing of the Tianshan Sect, and the two were finally able to fight as they wished, the second competition.

The third competition was Wudang Yanyunzi vs. Broken Sword Duan Yun.

The fourth game is Shaolin Endless Monk vs. Qingcheng Shen Qingcheng.

After the draw is over, the competition will begin, and the quarterfinals will be played in the first ring. It's closer to the platform, so the heads can see it more clearly.

Chen Shangyuan slowly walked into the ring with a calm breath, and Yue Ling'er and the others shouted "Come on" loudly. The disciples of the Lijiang faction did not show weakness either, and shouted at Cao Yun, "Senior brother, come on."

After so many days of competition, each of the seven factions has its own fans. Some people shouted at Chen Shangyuan: "Chen Shangyuan will win." Others shouted at Cao Yun, "Cao Yun first." Since the jousting changed from eight rings to one, the ring was very crowded and very noisy.

Such a scene is not like a jousting competition, but like a vegetable market. The first village in the world had the intention to come out to maintain order, but it couldn't do it at all, and in the end it was simply forgotten and everyone was noisy.

Cao Yun did not walk up like Chen Shangyuan, but jumped lightly and got into the ring like a bird.

The competition has been held so many times, and everyone is not polite, after Cao Yun and Chen Shangyuan saluted, they drew their swords and fought together instantly. Chen Shangyuan fully unfolded the Changfeng Sword Technique, and wave after wave of sword moves pressed towards Cao Yun. Cao Yunchu made the Lijiang swordsmanship, the sword momentum was like water, and he dismantled Chen Shangyuan's sword moves one by one.

The long wind broke the waves, and Chen Shangyuan's long wind sword technique just suppressed Cao Yun's Li River sword technique. Cao Yun changed his move in an instant, and the whole heaven and earth instantly became cold, which was the Cold Ice Sword Technique. The wind can blow water, but it can't necessarily blow ice.

Chen Shangyuan had to slow down and look for an opportunity to break the enemy. The two swords touched each other from time to time, quickly exchanging positions, dazzling the audience, and couldn't tell which one was Chen Shangyuan and which one was Cao Yun. Ye Han stared at the two of them deadly, as if he wanted to keep the moves of the two in mind.

Ye Han was unwilling to let go of such a good opportunity, every battle was an opportunity to learn. There's no chance to figure it out, and now is a good time.

Chen Shangyuan's ninety-nine-eighty-one style long wind sword technique unfolded, the wind in the ring was higher and higher, the sword qi flew, and Cao Yun danced in the wind and waves. Cao Yun changed his sword technique again, which was the cloud picking sword technique. The clouds and impermanences were all plucked, and the wind impermanence was not able to escape.

No matter how Chen Shangyuan changed his moves, he didn't seem to have escaped the control of the Cloud Picking Sword Technique. After a hundred moves, Chen Shangyuan was out of breath and his internal strength was exhausted. Of course, he didn't want to fail like this, and his feet moved together, but he used the Qin Sword Sect's long-lost light skill "Ghost Shadow Trace". ”

Of course, Ye Han knew this pace, and he found it in the first place. There are also people in the audience who know the goods.

"The ghost shadow has also reappeared. In the first few battles, Ye Han didn't use the "ghost shadow trace" step, so everyone didn't know that this set of steps reappeared in the rivers and lakes.

Ye Han saw Chen Shangyuan's body moving strangely in the ring, and a sour taste appeared in his heart, thinking that Yue Zhongming had great hopes for Chen Shangyuan, and even the "ghost shadow trace" that even other disciples couldn't pass on to him.

The other disciples of the Qin Sword Sect looked at Chen Shangyuan's figure but did not speak, the senior brother of the Qin Sword Sect had always been a myth in their hearts. If the Qin Sword Sect is the only one qualified to practice the "Ghost Shadow Trail Step", it is none other than him.

During this time, Ye Han also established some prestige, but it was not enough to defeat Chen Shangyuan's status in everyone's minds.

From the day he entered the Qin Sword Sect, Chen Shangyuan was considered to be the Zhongxing person of the Qin Sword Sect. The entire Qin Sword Sect revolved around him, piling all its resources on him. The disciples of the Qin Sword Sect may not know some senior uncle-level figures, but they will definitely not know Senior Brother Chen Shangyuan.

Chen Shangyuan is a myth, and there is never something he can't do. They believe that the senior brother will always be the first, and the first place in the Seven Factions Alliance should be taken back by the senior brother.

Chen Shangyuan got the help of the "Ghost Shadow Trace", and instantly got rid of the disadvantage and was able to organize an attack again. Cao Yun was not impatient, and his sword moves changed again, using the "drunkard swordsmanship". The drunkard swordsmanship with no tricks to win made Chen Shangyuan launch the "Ghost Shadow Trace" dodge from time to time.

The two of them went back and forth, and fought for another hundred rounds.

The battle had been fought from morning to noon, and it was already time for dinner, but no one was impatient, it was so exciting, I got carried away with it, and I even forgot to eat. Yue Zhongming, the head of the Qin Sword Sect, had already stood up and watched the game with all his heart.

This game is too important and there is so much hope for him. How could he be calm? The heads of the six factions all saw Yue Zhongming's reaction, but no one would laugh at him. The Qin Sword Sect needed victory too much.

"Calling for wind and rain. Chen Shangyuan suddenly shouted, and the long sword drew circles one after another to the right, these circles were all composed of white sword qi, and pressed towards Cao Yun with a sharp roar. The sound of the wind and rain shows together, Cao Yun is like a fallen leaf in the wind and rain, swept away by the torrent at any time.

"Drink ......" Cao Yun stuck his long sword on the ground to avoid being washed away. Chen Shangyuan didn't stay where he was, and stepped on the "ghost shadow trace" and turned to Cao Yun's back, and the long sword stabbed straight ahead.

"Ah......" The audience under the ring was shocked, Cao Yun was about to lose.

Could it be that the drunken sword was defeated like this? A smile appeared on Chen Shangyuan's face that had been tense, how could he not be happy when victory was in his hands? But he was happy too early, Cao Yun seemed to be waiting for him for a long time, the long sword stabbed fiercely on the ground, with the help of strength, it turned backwards, and at the same time pulled out the sword on the ground. With a long sword aura, the long sword slashed towards Chen Shangyuan's front door.

Chen Shangyuan's must-kill move failed, and it was too late to collect the sword again, so he could only watch Cao Yun's sword fall on his face. This sword carried a three-foot sword aura, and it really fell on Chen Shangyuan's face, and it was estimated that he couldn't die.

At the last moment, Cao Yun changed the split to the shoot and slapped Chen Shangyuan out of the ring. Although Cao Yun avoided the blade, the power contained in the long sword was still there. Chen Shangyuan flew out of the ring and vomited a mouthful of blood. Yue Ling'er and the others quickly ran over to help Chen Shangyuan up.

"Senior brother, how are you ......?"

Chen Shangyuan was very excited, and shouted in his mouth: "I am not defeated, I can still fight." ”

Yue Ling'er couldn't hold him back, and Chen Shangyuan had to rush to the ring.

"Senior brother......" Yue Ling'er and the others followed behind and chased wildly.

"Nonsense. Yue Zhongming finally opened his eyes and said coldly to the ring. Yue Zhongming's words were like a plate of cold water that woke Chen Shangyuan up. Chen Shangyuan stopped, knelt on the ground and cried, sad like a child.

The audience under the ring didn't know how much pressure Chen Shangyuan was under, and began to whisper, the content was nothing more than that the Qin Sword Sect was too watery and couldn't even accept failure.

Chen Shangyuan stood up suddenly, drew his sword in his hand, and roared angrily: "Who-in-saying-Qin-sword--bad--thing." "The characters in the ring are all-encompassing, and they are afraid of Chen Shangyuan.

A mocking voice sounded in the crowd: "Like a woman, you can't accept failure, what are you still wandering the rivers and lakes, go home and hold your child as soon as possible!"

Chen Shangyuan had already lost his mind, and the three-foot sword qi slashed towards the source of the sound. The crowd dispersed in an uproar, and Chen Shangyuan's sword qi was empty, but he gathered his sword momentum again.

"How long are you going to make trouble? Yue Zhongming suddenly appeared in front of Chen Shangyuan, and Chen Shangyuan's sword couldn't cut anymore.

The myth of the Qin Sword Sect was terminated, how could Chen Shangyuan feel better in his heart? He had been regarded as the hope of the Qin Sword Sect since he was a child, and he grew up in an environment of boasting. He also lived up to expectations and achieved one result after another. However, he has now failed to reach the semi-finals of the Seven Factions Alliance, let alone participate in the finals.

He was not able to fulfill his promise to revitalize the Qin Sword Sect. Chen Shangyuan always believed that the first step in revitalizing the Qin Sword Sect was to welcome back the Sword Codex. Now, he failed in the first step, and what face is left here. With Yue Zhongming's appearance, Chen Shangyuan had already sobered up and left the martial arts arena with a grim face. His figure stretched long in the sunlight, looking very bleak.