The sudden change in the rules caught many people off guard.

Ning Baifeng pinched the glazed tiles and looked up at the Sword Pavilion above.

A lot of people are looking at it, waiting for an explanation.

Halfway through the sword, suddenly changing the rules is abrupt and very unreasonable.

However, there was no sound coming out of the Sword Pavilion.

Just as the discussion was gradually rising, the glazed tiles in everyone's hands lit up, and dozens of words appeared on them.

Looking at the content above, Ning Baifeng frowned slightly.

Ruan Manman came up curiously, looked at the words on it, and read softly: "Challenge in the ring, no matter how many wins, strength is respected!"

Reading this, Ruan Manman stopped.

It's not that I've read the above, but I'm stunned by what follows.

There was silence between the gimbals.

In previous years, the winner of the Yuntai Sword Discussion could get a sword hidden in the Sword Pavilion and climb the fifth floor of the Sword Pavilion to practice for half a year.

Such a reward is already extremely attractive.

But at this time, the content on the glazed tiles made people feel unstable, and even the older generation of the Sword Pill Realm and the Sword Blank Realm were a little moved.

Someone read in an extremely surprised voice: "The five people who are recognized as having the highest strength can each get a sword of immortal sword hidden in the Sword Pavilion, and enter the fifth floor of the Sword Pavilion to comprehend the supreme sword path!"

In an instant, there was an uproar.

The content of the reward has basically not changed, and the sword is hidden in the Sword Pavilion and enters the five floors of the Sword Pavilion.

But the details have changed dramatically.

The winner changed from one person to five, the Tibetan sword obtained was changed to the hidden fairy sword, and the cultivation of the five-story building was changed to the supreme sword of enlightenment.

The increase in the number of people is secondary, and the key lies in the change of the last two items.

The treasures of the world are roughly divided into three categories, rare treasures, exotic treasures, and creation, which basically correspond to the lower, middle and upper three realms in the practice.

The name of creation comes from the Mo family, and the realm of creation is equivalent to the immortals, and the fairy sword is the treasure of creation.

There are not many cultivators who can become immortals, and it is even more uncommon to create treasures, but at this time, the Sword Pavilion took out five handles at a time, how not to make people blush.

If the temptation of the fairy sword can still be resisted, then the reward of comprehending the supreme sword path will make even those older generation of monks who are trapped in the sword pill sword blank and have no inch to advance.

Between the gimbal rooms, many people's breathing became heavy.

Ning Baifeng held the glazed tiles, looked up at the Sword Pavilion, and was silent.

The previous tense atmosphere was swept away, replaced by excitement and anticipation.

Soon, a sword light left the sword boat and landed on the cloud platform.

This person is known to many people, a disciple of Shangyang Peak, Yue Hanyi.

If someone is the master, there will naturally be someone to challenge.

Yue Hanyi didn't wait for the visitor to introduce himself, his left hand was behind his back, his right hand was stretched forward, and he said, "Please!"

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Shangyang Peak Lord Zhuo Xinyuan, the sword is as its name suggests, its meaning is that people are close at hand, and the heart is far away from the end of the world, so the sword intent handed down is the sword intent of the end of the world. As Zhuo Xinyuan's personal disciple and Shangyang Peak's eldest disciple, Yue Hanyi's attainments in Tianya Sword Intent are really not low.

Anyone who fought against him, no matter how far apart, even the mist and frost of the Empty Mist Peak, was easily defeated by it.

Many Hui Yuanshan disciples remembered that rumor, Shangyang Peak's Tianya Sword Intent, faintly restrained the fog and frost of the Empty Mist Peak.

So there were not many surprises, Yue Hanyi lost nine people in a row, and many people were shocked for a while, and many people did not dare to go up to challenge.

Taking this opportunity, Yue Hanyi took the initiative to return and sat on the sword boat to rest.

Countless eyes fell on him, admiring, amazed, admired, and both.

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Yue Hanyi was on the field, and someone immediately took his place.

The person who took the initiative to invite the battle was from a small sect called Qingsha Mountain, but his cultivation was really not weak, and he won two people in a row, but the third person he faced defeated him almost instantly.

The person who made the shot was Nan Qiuye of Qinglian Jianping.

He just shook the folding fan in his hand, and a shadow of mountains and rivers shrouded the Yuntai, and the person in it was directly shot down from the Yuntai and rescued before he could react.

For a while, the skills were shocked.

Immediately, many people remembered the roster produced by Jianwentang, and Nan Qiuye's ranking was only below Pei Qianshan.

Ranked third.

However, with Xu Chongxuan's death, Pei Qianshan was punished for penance, and Nan Qiuye, who ranked third, invisibly became the first.

Such a person can defeat others in an instant, and it seems a little natural.

Fame and strength are there, and no one is challenging them in an instant.

Just when everyone thought that they were going to leave silently again, on the several sword boats where Zhen Yuefeng was, a sword light flew out.

The person who came was wearing a black sleeveless sword robe, with a pair of arms exposed, and under the hard lines, he looked extremely strong and powerful.

Ning Baifeng looked at such arms, and first felt that these arms were not used to hold a sword, but to hold a hammer.

Although he didn't know this person, he could still guess that this was the abbot of Zhenyue Peak.

Minami Qiuye's hand gently shook the folding fan and stopped, and the relaxed look on his face slowly disappeared.

Although he was already faintly ranked first on the roster of Jianwentang, he never underestimated the great disciple of the Three Peaks who returned to Yuanshan.

The reason why their ranking is higher than that of several descendants of Hui Yuan Mountain is only because the descendants of the Three Peaks rarely go down the mountain, and the Jianwen Hall is not able to estimate their cultivation strength at all, so they are temporarily ranked below.

Abbot Jiang's hair is like a weed, his body is as heavy as a mountain, and his eyes are like a flame.

He looked at Minami Qiuye and spat out three words heavily.

"Please advise!"

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If Nan Qiuye is a beautiful son, then Abbot Jiang is a martial artist.

Each of his attacks would stomp on the stone platform under his feet by half a foot, but his speed was very fast, and when the stone platform sank, his people were gone.

To say that he is a martial artist based on this alone would be inaccurate.

The most speechless thing is that his sword is amazingly large, a man tall, and as wide as a shoulder, like a door.

Riding the fly, with a terrifying wind roar, it falls like a mountain peak.

As long as the phantom of the mountains and rivers in the southern autumn field appeared, it would be crushed by this huge flying sword with the sword intent of the mountains, and it would not be able to form at all.

These are just one of them, especially when Abbot Jiang controls the flying sword, like a martial artist, he clenches his fists and chases Nan Qiuye fiercely.

Most of the people present were sword cultivators, and they all knew that if they wanted to become sword cultivators, they had to practice the martial arts lower three realms, and the melee attack of Abbot Jiang in front of him was simply a martial arts master of the Yin God Realm.

And he is also a martial arts master who is proficient in Edgeworth.

Nan Qiuye was chased and secretly complained bitterly, although he had already paid enough attention to the inheritance of the three peaks, he still didn't expect that Abbot Jiang would be so strong.

When the Landscape Phantom was once again crushed by the giant sword, Nan Qiuye knew that he could no longer hide his clumsiness.

He threw the folding fan in his hand directly.

The bamboo fan disintegrated in the air in an instant, and the twelve fan bones formed twelve flying swords, and the light flashed on the fan surface, and a phantom shadow of the landscape shrouded for several miles sat on the cloud platform.

This time, the phantom of the landscape has been extremely condensed, like an entity.

Abbot Jiang and Nan Qiuye, who live in it, are standing on both sides of the big river in the landscape of mountains and rivers.

The crowd was amazed.

Ning Baifeng looked at this scene and sighed in his heart, he didn't expect the sword intent to be used with the treasure like this.

Even though he was in the midst of other people's sword intent, Abbot Jiang did not panic at all, and looked up at the sky.

A giant sword almost touched the bottom of the Sword Pavilion, and then fell straight down with the momentum of the mountains tumbling.

Nan Qiuye's expression was grim, and he used his sword technique with both hands at the same time.

The twelve flying swords instantly formed a twelve-petal sword lotus and attacked Abbot Jiang's back.

The sword aura is forested, filling the sea of clouds and mountains and rivers between the virtual shadows.

Abbot Jiang ignored it, and rushed forward with his fists, wanting to cross the river.

However, on the great river with the shadow of mountains and rivers, the current was high, which slowed down Abbot Jiang in an instant.

The sword lotus slammed into Abbot Jiang's back, making a rumbling sound like hitting a mountain.

A smile flashed across Minami Akino's face.

The landscape fan painting was originally refined according to his landscape sword intent, and with the cooperation of the two, falling into it was falling into his territory.

I am in charge of my territory, how can you not be defeated?

However, the sleeveless sword robe on Abbot Jiang's body lit up with a layer of black light, blocking the sword lotus's attack.

Robes?!

A hint of joy just rose on Minami Akino's face

The color instantly stiffened, and a bad feeling rose in my heart.

At this moment, the giant sword falling from the sky crushed the phantom of the mountain and water to pieces.

At the same time, the momentum of the sword lotus's impact made Abbot Jiang's sluggish speed suddenly increase, and this kind of scene was like someone pushing it from behind.

A black shadow suddenly crashed into Minami Akino's eyes.

In times of crisis, he immediately crossed his hands and protected them in front of his chest.

In an instant, a huge force smashed into his left arm, then slammed his arm into his chest, and then was knocked upside down by this huge force.

Abbot Jiang did not take advantage of the situation to pursue like a real martial artist, stood on the stone platform, and held the giant sword that flew back.

Nan Qiuye, who flew out upside down, did not fall into the sea of clouds like those who were defeated, but took advantage of this to open the distance, stood on a stone platform hundreds of zhang apart, and took back the sword fan.

The attacks that shocked everyone stopped.

The people watching the battle outside the PTZ were already silent in surprise.

Who would have thought that the battle between the two Sword Pills Realm would be so powerful, and many of the older generation of Sword Pill Realms sighed to themselves.

Abbot Jiang spat out a mouthful of blood and coughed slightly.

"You won. ”

It was not Abbot Jiang who spoke, but Nan Qiuye, who was bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

He preemptively said the sentence.

Abbot Jiang frowned and said, "I don't need your humility!"

Nan Qiuye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and laughed softly: "It's not humble, if it weren't for your last punch, I would have been seriously injured, and I am convinced of your strength." ”

Abbot Jiang inserted the giant sword into the sword belt behind his backhand, turned around and flew back to the sword boat.

The victor went back first.

Nan Qiuye smiled bitterly, shook the folding fan lightly, and also returned to the sword boat, taking medicine and meditating to heal his injuries.

At this point, the number of admirable people has increased to three, which faintly indicates that there are three out of five.

The other two places will only be produced among the remaining ten or so.

Many people's eyes fell on another young man.

That means as if to say, why haven't you been on yet?

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Feeling those eyes with different expressions, Qi Yu showed a wry smile, and jumped to the cloud platform with a helpless face.

The strength of the three people in front, Nan Qiuye and Abbot Jiang has been recognized, although Yue Hanyi is not so eye-catching, but it is also not to be underestimated.

And on the roster of Jianwentang, Qi Yu's reputation is much higher, and some are similar to the previous Luo Junxian.

Therefore, when Qi Yu flew onto the gimbal, the challenger immediately appeared.

However, when the challenger has just uttered the three words please advise.

A wisp of white sword light flew out of the gourd on Qi Yu's waist, piercing the shoulders of the challenger, bringing up a trace of blood.

Instant defeat is jaw-dropping.

There was no sword intent attack, only a fleeting flying sword.

Such a result is obviously not convincing.

Although the flying sword is fast enough and strong, in the eyes of the sword cultivator, there is always a way to restrain it.

So, someone flew on the gimbal again.

The same scene was repeated again.

There was silence outside the gimbal.

Although the flying sword is fast, there are still many people who are not convinced.

Next, a group of seven people, all of whom were pierced through their shoulders by this fleeting white man, and even the position of the wound was the same.

Once it may be luck, twice it may be a coincidence, three times up to nine times, then it is not an accident, but strength.

Powerful power to kill enemies in one hit.

The number nine is very wonderful, no one challenged Yue Hanyi after losing nine people in a row, and Qi Yu at this time is also facing such a situation.

On the gimbal, Qi Yu stood for half a tea time, and no one went up, so he retreated.

Another recognized figure appears.

Take four out of five.

There is only one place left.

At this time, Lang Ping looked at Ning Baifeng beside him and asked, "Senior brother, are you planning to give up?"

Ning Baifeng patted him on the shoulder, ready to speak.

Lang Ping immediately gasped.

Ning Baifeng withdrew his hand embarrassedly and said, "It's good to rest, I'll go back when I go." ”

After speaking, the figure has already flown onto the gimbal.