On the martial arts field.

In the land of the Six Outer Courtyards, some disciples who had been sitting still stood up, their eyes shining, staring at the heavenly platform in the distance.

On a high platform.

"Enter the essence of the gods, this is the basic swordsmanship into the essence of the gods, see the extraordinary in the ordinary, and go further, the more ordinary you will be, and enter the realm of the Dao. ”

The deacons of the six courtyards spoke, their eyes were like torches, and more of them sighed.

"This son is extremely talented in kendo. ”

Jingyue Daoist spoke, this Flying Immortal Peak's Dharma Protector Daoist was majestic among the Jingzi generation, as soon as he spoke, many deacons and Dharma protectors looked sideways, and finally began to face up to the second person who shot from Ziwei Peak.

The outer courtyard of Tianya Peak.

Gu Yue was very quiet, his face was expressionless, looking at everything in front of him, he didn't seem to care about the various changes on the heavenly platform at this time.

In addition, there were also some outer court disciples who just glanced at it lightly, and after being slightly surprised, they stopped paying attention.

These people are not ordinary disciples, but real masters in the outer court.

Wang Qingyuan's body did not move, his spiritual power sensed the flow of air in all directions, and his breath changed, showing a vague figure in his mind, and occasionally his breath leaked, far from the skill of the seventh layer of the ordinary "Xuantian Gong", among them, many people inadvertently exuded the vitality fluctuations are quite considerable, which shows that it is not a day or two of work to open up the world and nurture their own vitality.

......

The sound of the sword was long, but it was not able to support the ten breaths.

In just a few breaths, Li Qinghao raised his swordsmanship to the extreme, his qi and blood spurted thin, and the phantom of the Yuan Qi in the transformation trembled violently, his momentum was like a rainbow, but he was ruthlessly truncated by Qingliu's sword, and many accumulated strength were knotted, and after a full eighty-eight sixty-four swords, he was numb. The long sword came out of his hand, and the whole person was like being struck by lightning, staggering back, and he couldn't hold back any longer. Spit it out.

Li Qinghao languished on the ground, but his eyes were staring at Qingliu stubbornly, he never thought that his former subordinates would be defeated and not seen in a short time. Kendo comprehension has actually advanced by leaps and bounds to such a point, not that he is not fast enough, but that the clear stream in front of him has surpassed him too much.

Li Qinghao is defeated!

Many Tianya Peak disciples under the Tiantai platform are a little difficult to accept, but everything is real, and there is a deacon supervision of the Jingzi generation, and there is no room for falsehood.

In the end, Qingliu just glanced at Li Qinghao calmly, and without saying a word, he slowly walked down the black iron stone platform, and it was now. Such an opponent is no longer in his eyes, and all kinds of things in the past can disappear.

......

The winter sun is soft, Ying Tianfeng in the afternoon stands between heaven and earth, looking up from the outer courtyard of Ying Tianfeng, the golden top haunts between the mountain mist and clouds, the rui qi is swirling, the purple gas is dense, this is the most mysterious and noble place of Xuantian Dao.

When the clear stream returned, the fat man grinned. Raising a cup of Taihe tea, Qingliu glared at him, and then nodded towards Wang Qingyuan.

Clang!

After a while, the furnace sounded. The third round of the first game is over, and the fourth round begins.

Gu Yue got up.

This Tianya Peak was stood up by the quasi-real disciples of the stars and moons, and in an instant, the eyes of the four sides converged, and many disciples of the outer courtyard showed envy, and more of them were in awe. To be favored by the young Jinguang Zhenren of Jin Guangfeng's generation is definitely not ordinary, as far as many disciples of the outer court know now, this ancient moon has tended to be consummated in the eighth layer of "Xuantian Gong", and even began to comprehend the mysteries of the ninth layer.

As soon as Gu Yue moved, in the outer courtyard of the six directions, some disciples who were originally calm as water and hidden deeply, couldn't help but look sideways, wanting to win the position of the leader of this sect competition, among the disciples who had not built a foundation, this was definitely an insurmountable mountain.

Even many foundation building disciples are also slightly glazed, stepping into the eighth layer of "Xuantian Gong", they already have the ability to fight with the cultivators who have just entered the Dao Foundation, needless to say that the eighth layer is complete, some foundation building disciples are self-lining, even if they have been building the foundation for a year and a half, they may not be able to get any benefits from their hands.

On the Tiankui platform, Gu Yue stood still, and the other thirty-five Tiangang stone platforms were suddenly eclipsed.

Tiankui Terrace is surrounded, with three layers inside and three layers outside, I am afraid that there are not four or five hundred people, and the other thirty-five Tiangang stone platforms add up, it is slightly less than two points.

"Guo Qingwen from the outer courtyard of Ying Tianfeng!"

As Gu Yue's opponent, a young man who was about the age of a weak crown, holding a blue iron long sword in his hand, he stood at the other end of the Tiankui platform, and he had a temperament like a mountain.

This is a foundation building disciple, in the outer courtyard has always been quite famous, although not the top of the handful of people, but not to be underestimated, its kendo cultivation is not bad, it is rumored that a third-order realm of the "Taixuan Sword Technique" has been comprehended, on the way of the sword alone, in the entire outer courtyard disciples, by the good deeds ranked in the top twenty.

"Out of the sword. ”

Even in the face of such an opponent, Gu Yue didn't care at all, the mutton fat jade plate on his waist was lightly, and the white jade accessories in his left hand rubbed between his fingers, but it was bigger than the previous one, and only a faint layer of pulp was born.

Guo Qingwen didn't speak, but there was also a bit of anger in his eyes, this was despising him, Dabi Duel actually had a free hand to play with Meiyu, did he feel that the gap between the two was too big for him to pay attention to, and treat it solemnly?

Holding the hilt of the sword, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at Tiankuitai, Guo Qingwen, a young man who didn't look very handsome, but as soon as he held the sword, his temperament became sharp and majestic, and a layer of pure white light gradually floated on the sword body, which was the flawless brilliance of his own vitality.

The air became stagnant, with Guo Qingwen as the center, and in a radius of three zhang, some fine dust and fallen leaves trembled slightly, and finally they were an inch away from the ground, sinking up and down.

Genki Field!

On the side of the Tiankui platform, many disciples who have not yet built a foundation show a look of envy, building a foundation is a moat, once you step over, you will really enter the world of cultivators, you can't step on, you are lucky and everything is as usual, if you are unlucky, you will be enslaved by the heart ape and horse, and you will go crazy, which is the end of death.

Airplanes!

The long sword in Guo Qingwen's hand roared lightly, just this hand, it made many disciples of the outer courtyard admire, this control of the strength, trembling the long sword, giving birth to a shocking sword sound, the entire outer courtyard, I am afraid that more than ninety percent of the disciples will not be able to do it.

"Out of the sword. Gu Yue said again, his thin lips lightly opened, showing a little impatience.

Eyebrows rose, and in an instant, Guo Qingwen took out the sword, this sword came out, it was like the rising sun, the tip of the sword swallowed nearly two inches of pure white sword, this sword, it seems that the belly of the fish on the horizon is white, cutting through the darkness, the morning sun is rising, the sword light is universal, accompanied by the purple gas, rising.

"The rising sun! The spring sun is universal! The purple air is coming from the east!"

Many disciples in the Quartet exclaimed, Xuantian Dao swordsmanship three-style chain, a sword is more magnificent and more prosperous, a sword, three swords in a chain, that kind of atmosphere makes some stereotypical deacons and protectors on the high platform also slightly bowed, this son is a "Taixuan Sword Method", I am afraid that it is not so simple to comprehend the gods, but to initially enter the essence of the gods, if it is a chance in the future, it may not be possible to go further, come out of the Dao realm, and lay the foundation of the real sword.

At the next moment when Guo Qingwen took out his sword, Gu Yue also made a move, he was very wanton, it could even be said to be casual, playing with white jade accessories with his left hand without moving, and pinching the fist mark with one right hand, he pierced it.

Thundered!

The fist was thundering, the air was distorted, and a five-colored furnace flowed with five-color brilliance, like a dream, as if it did not really exist in this world, and a scorching hot blood like the Yangtze River surged out of the lid of the furnace, falling like a waterfall, drowning Guo Qingwen and the sword light.

Clang!

The five-color furnace town, magnified more than a zhang high, with its town, in the dense qi and blood, there is the sound of gold and iron, but it quickly disappears.

After an instant, the figure belonging to Guo Qingwen flew out of it, and the long sword fell out of his hand and fell under the Tiankui platform.

Closing his fist, Gu Yue didn't look at it, turned around and walked down the stone platform.

It wasn't until this moment that many outer court disciples reacted, and some of them stammered in disbelief: "That was the fist intent just now." ”

On a high platform.

"Unexpectedly, the eighth form of the Five Elements Fist has been condensed by him, the five-color furnace, suppressing the enemy, this is the Tai Chi rotation, the fist realm of the five elements reincarnation. ”

In this way, the eighth layer of his "Xuantian Gong" is truly complete, and it depends on whether he can have the talent and understanding to understand the mysteries of the ninth layer. ”

There are Dharma protectors to congratulate the masters and deacons of the outer courtyard of Tianya Peak, and the several deacons and Dharma protectors who arrived at Jin Guangfeng are also quite satisfied, and they can be favored by the peak master Jin Guangzhen and included in the door, they naturally understand that this is just the tip of the iceberg.

Gu Yue walked, and many Tianya Peak disciples followed behind him, but they did not walk side by side or overstep, even some foundation building disciples were no exception, his pure white robe was not dusty, after this battle, his body revealed a little grace, which made the eyes of some female disciples in the Liufang Outer Court shine again and again.

His gaze inadvertently swept over the corner, and as if he sensed something, he saw the young man look sideways slightly, glanced at him, and then withdrew his gaze.

Her pupils contracted, but soon eased again, and after a moment, Gu Yue sat down, a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

Clang!

After half a cup of tea, the furnace was struck and the fourth round of the first game ended.

In the corner, Wang Qingyuan put down the tea cup in his hand, stuffed the last orange into his mouth, chewed it carefully, then swallowed it, and then slowly stood up.

"Wang Qingyuan!"

This is the outer courtyard of Ma Tafeng, some disciples gritted their teeth, they will never forget that day, a cadre of people did not have the slightest strength to resist, and was thrown into the icy lake water.

Today, this has almost become a joke in the entire outer courtyard of Ma Ta Feng.

On a high platform.

As Wang Qingyuan got up, some of the deacons or masters of the outer courtyard fell their eyes, these days, in the name of Wang Qingyuan, they have often heard of it, and the reputation is mixed, or in other words, most of the destroyers are others, in addition, most of them are some disciples who are also from a poor family.

"Lack of experience, shallow background, difficult to become a big tool. ”

The deacon from Jin Guangfeng opened his mouth and shook his head: "No matter how precious the inheritance is, it also depends on who it falls into. ”

"It's a pity, the cause and effect of Ziwei Emperor Star is too terrifying, if it weren'...... otherwise"

There is a Dharma protector who wants to speak and stop, obviously involving some taboos, he will not say more, but many of the characters of the Jingzi generation have flashing eyes, obviously being reminded, thinking of some secrets, and the atmosphere on the high platform suddenly became a little dull.

On the martial arts field.

Wang Qingyuan's step, although it was not as good as the previous Gu Yue, it also attracted the attention of many disciples of the outer court.

In fact, many disciples of the outer court don't know Wang Qingyuan, who has been rumored a lot recently, and they have a lot of imagination, but until this moment, it seems that there is nothing special except for his excessively young appearance, and it is unimaginable that a young man who looks ordinary can stir up the wind and rain in the past month and be remembered by so many people.

At this time, some disciples of the outer courtyard looked at the outer courtyard of Ma Tafeng, and they were a little more playful and banterful, which was also a recent rumor, which was seen by everyone, and it was completely true, and more than a dozen disciples of the outer courtyard of Ma Tafeng had no power to resist in the hands of this young man, and they were pushed all the way over. One by one, he threw himself into the icy lake water and froze into a lump of ice.

Tianweitai!

Wang Qingyuan landed on the cold black iron stone platform, opposite him, it was a coincidence. He Ran was a disciple of the outer court from Ma Ta Peak.

"You are Wang Qingyuan, but you have great luck and have obtained the inheritance of Ziwei Peak. ”

A young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a delicate face and a clean gray robe. He was unarmed, but his muscles and muscles were bent, his posture was straight, and standing there, there were naturally wisps of scorching qi and blood seeping out, which was difficult to ignore.