The Luanjin Sword Sect has always been suppressed by the Qixian Mansion, but in recent years, it has faintly overtaken it, and the reason is that the Sect Master of the Luanjin Sword Sect has brought back a child from nowhere and accepted him as a personal disciple.

A few years later, the Luanjin Sword Sect knew that among the sect master's disciples, there was a sword genius named Zhao Yimu, who had cultivated the Heavenly Que Realm in just a few years, and since then Zhao Yimu has become the most eye-catching person among the younger generation of disciples.

Zhao Yimu, who was just over fifteen years old, cultivated to a realm that others will never forget in their lives, the Heavenly Que.

In this big competition, the sect leader of the Luanjin Sword Sect proudly said that as long as Zhao Yimu played, the Luanjin Sword Sect could easily win the championship.

Zhao Yimu was indifferent by nature, and except for the sect master of the Luanjin Sword Sect, he rarely revealed his true feelings, so he privately called him a dumb sword cultivator in the mouths of his fellow disciples and brothers in the sect.

Zhao Yimu, who has never met an opponent since he practiced swords, did not expect to meet a person with even more terrifying strength in the big competition between sects today, Meng Bai.

......

At this moment, the two of them were asking each other for swords among the woods at the foot of Kongsang Mountain.

This time the sword is both a question of life and death.

Each sword that Zhao Yimu came out contained powerful power, and several sword qi slashed out from his arm one after another.

Meng Bai is also becoming more and more courageous, this is the first time he has encountered every sword that he can make his sword hearty.

"Gorge. ”

After taking the sword from the black-clothed young man, Meng Bai finally found a flaw in it, and immediately resorted to his mastery.

But the problem is that with the valley swordsmanship used from the Yang Sword, the power is not as strong as before.

Zhao Yimu's figure surrounded Meng Bai like a shadow.

Seeing that the person in front of him took every move of his own, he could also stab a sword at himself, and his expression was moved.

A sword bolt struck.

Zhao Yimu did not retreat but advanced, wanting to take this sword hard.

"Bang!"

When Meng Bai was about to stab Zhao Yimu's left hand with the Yang Sword in his hand, the latter flicked his left palm lightly and bounced off the Yang Sword, followed by a blow that attacked Meng Bai's chest.

Seeing this, Meng Bai was in chaos, and he couldn't dodge this move.

The hand fell on his body, Meng Bai was sent back several meters, and the long grass in the forest was overwhelmed, lying in it.

A mouthful of scarlet squirts from his mouth.

The black-clothed young man glanced indifferently at Meng Bai on the ground, and chased after Dao Liuyi, who had already left.

Seeing that the black-clothed young man was leaving, Meng Bai didn't care about the blood at the corners of his mouth, stood up and put the Congyang sword aside to start luck, only to see him staring at the black-clothed young man's back with sharp eyes, and then raised his left hand and stabbed at the black-clothed young man with his hand as a sword.

A sword aura shot out from its fingertips.

Sensing the movement behind him, the black-clothed young man turned around to see that the sword qi was approaching, and hurriedly waved his hand to break Meng Bai's move.

Suddenly, the sword qi turned into ten.

The indifferent expression of the black-clothed young man finally changed, and when he blocked a few sword qis, a pain came from his abdomen.

Meng Bai abandoned his sword and used his hand to use his hand out of the valley, and the power was much higher than that of Fang Cai.

Zhao Yimu glanced down at his abdomen, and a three-inch small opening appeared on his long robe, which was also injured by Meng Bai's sword qi.

I saw that his eyes when he looked at Meng Bai changed from indifference to cold, and he pulled out the long grass around him at will, pinched it in his hand and threw it upward, with a low cry in his mouth, and pointed at the tail of the long grass in the air.

Suddenly, the inconspicuous long grass seemed to turn into a flying sword, stabbing at Meng Bai.

A roar burst from around the long grass.

Meng Bai felt uncomfortable being stabbed by this sound in his ears, and saw that the long grass like a flying sword was about to stab him, looking at his sword momentum, Meng Bai only felt that if he didn't take this sword, his life would be difficult to protect.

All the peerless schools flashed in his mind, Xigu, Sheji, Nine Tombs, Yin and Yang, and the judge of the Heavenly Machine Department had previously said that it was not possible to use peerless learning other than sword cultivation, how is this good.

Meng Bai, who was thinking about countermeasures, came back to his senses and found that the Long Grass Flying Sword had already arrived.

In a panic, he pointed forward with all his might.

"Fight!"

The valley swordsmanship, shot out again from its fingertips, one into ten, ten into hundred!

"Boom!"

The two swords collided, and with a loud bang, it reverberated through the woods, and the grass around them was shattered into ashes by Yu Wei.

The young Zhao Yimu never thought that someone could take his sword, and the master once said that no one in this big competition except him was in the upper realm of Tianque, and he could easily win the championship this time, which is why Zhao Yimu did not carry a sword on this trip.

"If you use the sword, you will die. ”

Zhao Yimu looked at Meng Bai, who was injured not far in front of him, and spoke indifferently.

Meng Bai smiled bitterly when he heard this, the move he made in a panic just now must have been a sword in the Tianque Realm in the mouth of his senior brother, but he didn't expect that it was only to block seventy percent of the power of the sword of the young man in black, and he was hit in the chest by the aftermath of that sword, and he suddenly felt a slight sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood was in his mouth.

Zhao Yimu took a token from his waist and threw it to Meng Bai, and said coldly: "You are very good, I hope that the competition will meet you later." ”

With that, the black-clothed boy walked out of the woods.

Meng Bai took the token, stared at the direction of the black-clothed young man's departure with complicated eyes, and secretly sighed: "If this time the big bibion is so strong, it is extremely difficult to enter the top ten." ”

After putting away the Congyang Sword, Meng Bai also left the woods.

......

After sunset, the first level of the order ends.

After Lu Xuanyang saw that the formation in the forest had been taken away, he returned to the clearing outside the forest with Shen Diqian.

The formation laid out by Lu Xuanyang was just some simple tricks, which made countless long grasses as tall as people grow in the forest in an instant, thus covering the people who were searching for tokens.

"The first level of the order is over, and those who have no order in their hands will be eliminated!"

Shen Diqian and the three of them stood in the center of the sect that was participating in the big competition by hundreds and said in a loud voice.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar all around.

Someone exclaimed, "What?! ”

Some sects that didn't get the token also asked, "Yes! This time, my sect is here for the top ten." ”

There are also people who have experienced several Dabi who know the inside story and are puzzled: "The ruling, the previous Dabi has never been so absurd." ”

"Not convinced!"

"We're not convinced!"

"No!"

The surrounding discontent fluctuated and rang out incessantly.

Lu Xuanyang frowned, and shouted angrily: "The rules of Dabi are set by the saints, and if you don't accept the sword cultivation, you can come forward to ask for advice." ”

I saw that his sleeve robe suddenly floated up, and a golden light flickered in it, and the murderous aura was overwhelming.

As soon as these words came out, coupled with Lu Xuanyang's angry eyes, the people around who had not found the token were all silent.

After the silence, Shen Diqian continued: "The person who found the token, come out and give it to me." ”

There are a total of fifty tokens, and some sect disciples naturally hold more tokens in order to reduce their opponents.

Almost all of the people who obtained the token sect were some sword cultivation sects, such as the disciples of the Qixian Mansion who found six tokens, five in Taihe Gate, four in Taihe Gate, four in Xiaoyao Dao Sect, three in Hexu Sword Sect, and the most in Luanjin Sword Sect, and found nine tokens.

There are also some small sects that are not well-known and have also found a single token, which means that only one token can be sent to fight in the next Dabi sects.

Of course, there are some tokens that have not been found, and those tokens that have not been found are in Shen Diqian's hands at this time, and there are sixteen of them.

After the fellow eunuch obtained the token sect record, he took out a holy decree and began to read it, with a sharp voice: "Anyone who obtains more than seven tokens can get one place in the sword pool." ”

After the eunuch read the decree, there was a lot of discussion around him again.

Those who were already in the top ten sect leaders who were already dissatisfied with Dabi when they heard this: "I can't find any tokens, what's the use of you!"

A disciple was trained to cry silently, and explained: "Senior uncle, it's good that the disciple can come out alive, and the bodies of the two junior disciples are still lying in the forest at this time. ”

Shen Diqian cleared his throat and continued: "In the first level, there is only one faction of the Luanjin Sword Sect that obtains more than seven tokens, and after the big competition, the Luanjin Sword Sect can get a quota for entering the sword pool once. ”

When he said this, Shen Diqian's gaze kept falling on the black-clothed young man where the Luanjin Sword Sect was.

Lu Xuanyang saw that his friend had been staring at the black-clothed young man, and then turned his head and looked at Meng Bai with interest who was sitting with his eyes closed at this time.

The leader of the Luanjin Sword Sect was its deputy sect leader Xin Heng, but he didn't expect that this sect could get an extra place to enter the sword pool, and he was immediately ecstatic.

As the number one faction in the Great Xian Country, the Chess Immortal Mansion is naturally not convinced by this, but with the people of the Tianji Department, it is not easy to attack, and he only thinks about frustrating his spirit in the competition for a while.

Song Yubai of the Hexu Sword Sect was extremely envious of the Luanjin Sword Sect for having one more place, but if Meng Bai and the three of them could keep the three tokens, it would not insult the name of the sect.

When the disciple Chen Shi came out of the forest alone, Song Yu asked him and Meng Bai why they were not together.

Chen Shi truthfully replied to the elder that after the three of them searched together to no avail, they searched separately, and he found a token first and came out.

After seeing Dao Liuyi also come out with the order, Chen She's eyes were a little evasive, and he didn't dare to look at the former with his eyes.

Dao Liuyi asked Chen if he heard him cry for help, and the latter replied that after separating from him, he found a token and left, but did not hear him call for himself.

Dao Liuyi and the two elders talked in detail about the people they met in the forest, and after Meng Bai gave the order to save them, they felt ashamed and wanted to return to the forest again with Chen She, but because the rules did not allow it, they could not enter the forest again, so they had to pray that Meng Bai was okay outside.

Finally, Meng Bai was the last to come out of the forest, but his face was ugly, and he knew at a glance that he was seriously injured.

Song Yu looked at Meng Bai who was sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes to heal at this time, and his eyes were complicated.

The Fourth Elder Bai Nu hoped that Meng Bai could recuperate as soon as possible, after all, he was the one who was expected to help the Hexu Sword Sect win the quota for entering the Sword Pool this time.

On the other side, Zhao Yimu, a black-clothed young man who had fought with Meng Bai, listened to the deputy sect master with annoyance and kept saying in his ear: "Yimo, before this trip, the sect master instructed me to be careful of the people in the Qixian Mansion. ”

Zhao Yimu's eyes were still dull, and he said indifferently: "Got it." ”

......

The silver moon hangs high, and the night is hazy.

The open space at the foot of Kongsang Mountain was lit up like never before.

Some of the sects that lost their qualifications have long since left, and the remaining sects are waiting for the next level, and there are some sects that are still here.

After Lu Xuanyang laid out the formation on the open space under his feet, he stood in the center and said: "This time the sect is in the second level, the two are fighting, within the scope of my feet, the top ten sects in this battle can get the quota in the sword pool." ”

"Here's the order of the battle sects. ”

Hexu Sword Sect against Taihe Gate

Izumi Rakufu to Chizuru Palace

Qixian Mansion against Qianyuan Gate

The Easy Dao Sect against the Water Moon Sword Sect

Luanjin Sword Sect against Qingyang Academy

......

After reciting the battle sect, Lu Xuanyang continued: "If this battle is thirty zhang away from my feet, it will be considered a failure. ”

It seemed that it was too late, Lu Xuanyang was a little sleepy, and he plucked out his ears and said casually: "Hexu Sword Sect, Taihe Sect sent people into the battle." ”