On the ring, Tang Yuanpeng waited very impatiently, constantly hooking his fingers at the high platform of Cangwu Mountain, tilting his head, looking up halfway, full of disdain for everyone in Cangwu Mountain.

Seeing that Cangwu Mountain had not yet sent cultivators to fight, the disciples of Baqi Mountain booed from the audience.

The disciples of Cangwu Mountain were also very eager, looking forward to the strong man of the sect to make a move and reverse the passive situation.

In desperation, Xiao Jingyuan let another Jindan peak elder fight.

The elder did not hesitate, and after receiving the order, he immediately swept the ground, flew into the ring, and stood opposite Tang Yuanpeng at the other end.

Tang Yuanpeng glanced at it and pursed his lips, "Another one sent to the door to find abuse!"

Immediately, the body rushed forward and shook his arms, but before the person arrived, the two shadow arms had surrounded the peak elder of the Jindan of Cangwu Mountain.

"Hmph, the old dragon doesn't like weapons, I'm not!"

Holding the sword and raising his hand, two sword shadows flew out and slashed towards the shadow arm.

Tang Yuanpeng's shadow arm instantly detached from his body, collided with the sword shadow, and then dissipated.

Head-on contact, spells collide.

This is the usual means used by cultivators above the Jindan to test their strength and combat skills.

After the first contact, the two of them judged Pets's strength, and a smile appeared on the corner of Tang Yuanpeng's mouth.

"You're not as sloppy as Long, he can still fight me for a few rounds, you ...... Raise your hand and defeat it!"

Such contemptuous words will make it uncomfortable in anyone's ears when they hear it, not to mention that the Jindan Peak Elder is an absolutely powerful existence in the fifth-level forces, and he is admired by tens of thousands of people.

The opponent's contempt is an insult, and the peak elder of Jin Dan immediately used the strength of his body to the extreme, and the sword shadow slashed head-on.

Tang Yuanpeng stretched out his limbs, held the sword with one hand, and the phantom in front of him appeared, then increased, and he swung his sword to fight with his opponent.

Spiritual power collided, banging, sometimes the phantom dissipated, sometimes the phantom reappeared.

After three rounds, the duo split the ring.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Tang Yuanpeng's mouth, he stepped forward, leaned forward, and the figure appeared, rushing towards the peak elder of Jindan, the farther away from Tang Yuanpeng, the bigger the figure, and the more faint it became, the same as when he was fighting with Long Ao at that time.

Seeing this, Duanmu Haoyang's brows furrowed.

He noticed the smile on the corner of Tang Yuanpeng's mouth before he attacked.

Today, it's not easy.

Sure enough, the figure that rushed forward, after approaching the Jindan Peak Elder, stabbed out the sword in his hand, and the short sword at the lower end of the hilt stabbed downward, and the Jindan Peak Elder immediately caught up, trying to block the attack, but he didn't want the figure to retreat and shrink at this moment, and gradually became condensed, avoiding the attack of the Jindan Peak Elder.

Tang Yuanpeng controlled the weapon in his hand, or pulled the sword flower, or used the short sword to attack and block, and the side of the long sword became a burden.

When the figure retreated to about three meters in front of Tang Yuanpeng, the peak elder of Jindan, attacked continuously, lost one after another, and was able to collide with it, it was considered a successful attack.

At this moment, under the ring, a group of disciples were watching, and the proud and tall elders in the past were slightly anxious, and decided to break out with all their strength to turn the tide of the battle.

In addition to heavy swords, general sword weapons are mostly characterized by lightness, sharpness, and easy handling, and the corresponding exercises and combat skills are also the same.

The peak elder of Cangwu Mountain Jindan wanted to change the passive situation and give full play to his advantages.

This elder's daily practice is based on the fast sword.

At this moment, it is close to the enemy, and it is not advisable to dodge, and the quick sword attack is definitely the best choice.

Closing his body to stabilize his figure, his right arm was pulled, his wrist was rotated, and an extremely sharp sword curtain was formed in front of him, pushing towards Tang Yuanpeng.

As everyone knows, Tang Yuanpeng is also waiting for the opportunity, he thinks of braking with static, and the peak elder of Jindan of Cangwu Mountain wants to control staticness with movement, and the two are just-for-tat.

When the peak elder of Jindan attacked, Duanmu Haoyang shouted in his heart, and on the high platform of Cangwu Mountain, Xiao Jingyuan and the others also found out that something was wrong, and they got up one after another, staring at the moment when the winner was about to be separated in the ring.

Just when the sword curtain was thought of and pushed towards Tang Yuanpeng, the Jindan Peak Elder Divine Sense found that the figure that existed before instantly merged into Tang Yuanpeng's body.

He was a little hesitant in his heart, but the fast sword technique was activated, and he couldn't be distracted for the time being, otherwise the sword curtain would collapse and he would lose the purpose of the attack.

After retracting the figure into his body, a faint silver light appeared on Tang Yuanpeng's body, including the sword in his hand, which was shrouded in it.

Instead of retreating, the body rushes forward, then levitates horizontally, the arm is stretched forward, and the longitudinal center of the body is the axis, rotating at high speed, and the halo of the body surface technique is becoming more and more condensed and larger.

In an instant, he passed through the sword curtain and attacked the chest of the Jindan Peak Elder.

Everything happened in an instant, and the Jindan Peak Elder wanted to dodge, but there was no chance.

The Cangwu Mountain cultivators on the high platform all knew that it was over, and this one had lost again, and the life of the Jindan peak elder was in danger.

The sword of the peak elder of Jindan was hit by Tang Yuanpeng and deviated from the trajectory, the attack failed, and the defense was also unsuccessful, and the flesh and blood of the clothes on his chest flew up, and a circular hole appeared, and Tang Yuanpeng interspersed it.

Immediately, the corpse was split into two halves and fell to the ring, blood flowed out of the wound, and the Jindan Peak Elder opened and closed his mouth, and gradually lost his breath.

The disciples of Cangwu Mountain lowered their heads, the peak elder of Jindan died too miserably, he was for the sake of the sect, for the sake of the Linzi not to be driven by Baqi Mountain.

Duanmu Haoyang and Luochen were also silent, looking at the blood falling from the edge of the ring, with a heavy heart.

The cultivators of Cangwu Mountain Jindan on the high platform looked at the corpse that was divided into two, and seemed to see their own end.

Wu Yao flew down the high platform, put away the body of the Jindan Peak Elder, and returned.

This is an elder who sacrificed his life for the sect, and if he can escape this catastrophe, he must be buried well.

Cangwu Mountain has been bullied so far, Xiao Jingyuan, who usually only knows about cultivation, even wonders if he is wrong.

Knowing that today, using thunder means to dominate more forces and gather more strong people, how can the sect be like this!

It was like a fire burning inside him, almost impossible to contain.

"Bang", a few cases under his palm were shattered, and the cultivator of the sect died tragically, but he was a friend who had practiced with him for many years.

There was no one to send to Cangwu Mountain, and now there were only two Jindan peak cultivators left, him and Zhan Shan.

Zhan Shan couldn't count on it, only he went to the ring by himself, ignited the fire in his heart, and thought about how the sect should develop in the future, how could he not be bullied like now?

The sound of several cases shattering attracted the eyes of many disciples to look at it.

Duanmu Haoyang looked at Xiao Jingyuan and felt that Xiao Jingyuan was different at this moment.

Standing on the edge of the high platform, with his hands behind his back, it was like a sword, a sword that could pierce the sky.

Xiao Jingyuan stepped forward, stepped out of the high platform, his body suspended in the air, one step, two steps, three steps......

Just walked to the ring step by step.

This move caused everyone to be surprised, what kind of means is this?

"I am Xiao Jingyuan, I have been practicing all my life, I don't like killing, I don't like to fight for fame, I don't like to take profit, and the sect has not changed in my hands.

For many years, he forbears and retreats, just wanting to do his own things well, so that the elders and disciples can be as well as possible in order to protect themselves.

I didn't pay much attention to the affairs of the sect, and I spent all my thoughts on cultivation and enlightenment.

If there is no help from the same door, I am afraid that the current Cangwu Mountain will be even more unbearable, and I don't know what it will become.

Baqi Mountain, Xuan Hongbo, there may be other sects or people, you have coveted my Cangwu Mountain's power for many years, and every time there is a contradiction, I choose to back down, or hide.

Today, you have killed my sect, I am still thinking about forbearance, thinking about retreating, I don't want to pick up the sword in my hand, even my apprentice, I can't compare, he has only joined the sect for a year.

In the past, I pretended to be tough, and I did a few tough things, as if I hadn't done any of them.

For many years, I haven't killed a single cultivator, and even the spirit beast that died in my hands didn't have Sakura

You force me to take responsibility!

Good...... Now, I've decided to draw my sword!"

After the last word, he stood in the center of the ring, glanced at the high platform where Baqi Mountain was located, and then looked at Tang Yuanpeng opposite.

There was indifference in his expression, no joy or sorrow, he seemed to be out of this world.

"Let's get out of the sword!"

When Tang Yuanpeng heard this, he took three steps back, he didn't know why he was afraid, and even his soul was trembling.

stabilized his mind for a while, and forced a sigh of relief, "Pretend to be a master, anyone will, let me see what you are capable of!"

He held the hilt of the sword in his hand, the sword body at both ends had appeared, leaned forward, and dragged the sword towards Xiao Jingyuan.

And Xiao Jingyuan's eyes just watched Tang Yuanpeng running towards him step by step, and the pace was so slow.

He waited a little impatiently, took his right hand out of his back, and swung forward at will, and the three swords circled in the air.

Xiao Jingyuan withdrew his arm, put it back behind his back, and closed his eyes.

Then a series of screams rang out, gradually weakening, and finally disappearing.

The flying sword automatically returned, disappearing between the palms of the hand.

Everyone, whether it was a cultivator of Baqi Mountain or a cultivator of Cangwu Mountain, everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at Tang Yuanpeng, who was in a forward posture on the ring.

He was motionless, his sword holes all over his body, and drops of blood slipped from the corners of his red-dyed clothes, and only his facial expression could tell that he was in great pain and horror.

"Hey! The killing has begun, and I will not collect my sword from now on!"

"Buzz ......"

A sword appeared on his back, levitating up and down.

The audience was still quiet, and all eyes were on Xiao Jingyuan.

......

"Xuan Hongbo, is it still comparable?"