This day was the first day of the sword, the cicadas were noisy, the trees were shady, and Wei Qiqi followed the disciples of Xiandu to the front of the sword test platform in Chixia Valley.

The sword test platform is a boulder dozens of zhang square, about half a foot high, the surface is uneven, ochre-red, criss-crisscrossed and covered with sword marks. It is rumored that the sword test platform is only the tip of the iceberg exposed to the ground, and the part buried in the ground is more than 100 times, and it is connected with the mountains around the Chixia Valley as a whole.

Hundreds of sword cultivators present, led by Qin Zijie and Ruan Jing, the heads of the seven factions of the side branches are on the left, Huo Mian, Zhou Ji and other Kunlun descendants are on the right, Qin Zijie of the Five Elements Sect presided over the sword discussion, and said a few words of encouragement in public, the only thing worth paying attention to is one sentence, only by taking him a sword qi can he be qualified to participate in the sword discussion.

The disciples of the seven factions of the side branch were black and suppressed, scattered next to the sword testing platform, outside the immortal capital, Wei Seventeen only knew a few people, Sun Ergou of the Pingyuan faction, Shang Jiannan, Cao Yu of the Xuantong faction, and the rest were unfamiliar faces.

Wei Rongniang reminded him: "Be careful, Elder Qin's Sanyang sword qi is not easy to catch-" Before the words fell, Qin Zijie pulled out a crimson long sword from the sword bag, urged the sword technique, and swung out hundreds of sword qi, like a torrential rain hitting pear blossoms, and shot towards the disciples of the seven sects.

Wei Qiqi took Ruan Jing's sword qi, he had already taken precautions, grabbed half a step at the moment, picked up the iron rod, saw the sword qi coming and swung it hard, and at the moment of touching the sword qi, the twelve true elements were superimposed layer by layer, a thick yellow light suddenly lit up, and the iron rod was slightly bent into an arc.

The sword qi broke through many obstacles, and the swimming fish generally drilled into the iron rod, tracing the stream, Wei Qiqi's heart was cold, and he went all out to urge the true yuan, but he couldn't stop the sword qi from entering, just when he was depressed, another familiar sword qi drilled into the iron rod, and extinguished the Sanyang sword qi at a distance of three inches from the tiger's mouth. Wei Qiqi took a deep breath, calmed the churning qi and blood in his chest, straightened up and looked around, only to see that the disciples of the Seven Sects had fallen one piece, and there were only twenty or thirty people who took Qin Zijie's sword qi steadily.

He couldn't help but look at Ruan Jing, but saw that the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned and she blinked mischievously.

Huo Mian's eyes were like torches, he had already seen clearly, and reported the names of the disciples of each faction one by one, and when it was Xiandu's turn, he paused and called Li Shaoyu, Deng Yuantong, and Wei Seventeen. He was full of doubts in his heart, how could Wei Qiqi still be regarded as a disciple of the Immortal Capital when he had obviously joined the Kunlun Imperial Sword Sect? He was so mediocre in his cultivation that he couldn't even catch his own sword, how could he retreat under the sword aura of his master?

Also shocked were Wei Rongniang and Zhao Zongxuan, Wei Seventeen's appearance was too outrageous, could it be said that he had been hiding his strength before, and it was not until the Chixia Valley Sword Discussion that he became a blockbuster?

The seven factions of the Kunlun side branch, each with three people from each faction, selected a total of twenty-one disciples, fought each other against each other, and determined the order of the seven factions according to the number of victories. Those who admit defeat are defeated, those who are in the sword are defeated, and those who are forced to step down are defeated, and the disciples who participate in the sword competition give it their all to give it a go, and the safety is handed over to the master of the sect to be responsible. If the victory or defeat is on the line and it is difficult to tell, it will be decided by Elder Qin, who is presiding over the sword debate.

The first scene was Xiandu against Yuxu, Xi Huzi ordered Wei XVII to fight, and the disciple sent by Yuxu was Li Dui, who was the same generation as Wei XVII.

Li Du carried a flying sword on his back and took the lead in boarding the sword test platform, why not move forward peacefully and walk to the west side of the sword test platform, and stand behind him.

He has a lot of confidence in this apprentice. Li Dui's heart is very high, he works extremely hard, he has already broken through the sword pass, and his strength is in the middle among the three disciples of the Jade Void Sect who participated in the sword discussion, second only to his senior brother Zhao Zhirong, Wei Qiqi worshiped the immortal capital not long ago, although he received a sword qi from Elder Qin, no matter how high his cultivation is, he is not worried about Li Dui.

Wei Qiqi followed Li Du and stepped on the sword test platform, his fingers touched the sword bag on his waist, and his heart was as calm as water. It's coming, it's finally here!

Li Dui's flying sword is cast with 100 smelted iron doped with copper fine, and the sword name "Zifeng" comes from the hands of a famous sword caster.

Wei Qiqi took out the iron rod and put on a posture of "raising fire to the sky", braking quietly, and waiting for Li Du to strike first.

Li Du frowned slightly, this disciple of Xiandu made a swarthy iron rod, he must be good at close combat, why don't you take the lead in making the first move? A surprised thought flashed, his right shoulder shook slightly, and the purple phoenix sword rose into the sky, turning into a purple mang, and rushed to the opponent's chest, the speed was not fast, and there was still room for change.

At the moment when Wei Qiqi drew his sword, his right arm slammed into a round, and the iron rod flew out of his hand, rolling like a wheel and smashing towards Li Dui, and the shadow of the rod covered most of his body.

If Li Du ignored it and manipulated the flying sword to attack the opponent, he would inevitably be hit by the iron rod, and both would lose, so he had no choice but to pounce sideways, roll around, flash the iron rod and jump up, and at the same time urge the sword to collect the flying sword, and the purple phoenix sword was like a tired bird returning to the nest, suddenly stopping the castration and flying back.

Wei XVII threw the iron rod with his legs and feet, and the tiger pounced on Li Du like a mountain, intending to win with his fists and feet. He stared at the Purple Phoenix Sword with his eyes, and just waited for the flying sword to get close, that is, he released the Hidden Snow Sword from the sword bag to fight it, but he didn't expect Li Du to retreat instead of advancing, and his plan fell through, and he turned into a bare-handed fist against the Purple Phoenix Sword.

Wei XVII was tall and long-legged, and grabbed three feet in front of him, Li Dukan caught the Zifeng sword, Zhenyuan was destroyed, and the tip of the sword jumped out of a sword that was a few feet long, and the bruises flowed, and he was uncertain, reflecting his beard.

The general trend has been decided, Li Dui must be in his heart, and he is waiting to save a few hands, so as not to accidentally hurt the other party, suddenly the wind behind his head sounded, his shoulders were numb, and he was firmly grasped by a big hand, and he threw it back, and his body flew into the air involuntarily, and even people fell out with a sword.

The person who made the move was He Buping, the head of the Jade Void Sect, who held a narrow flying sword between the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and the tip of the sword was still half a foot away from his chest.

He Buping's face changed, and he said coldly: "Good intentions, good means!" He handed the flying sword to Wei Qiqi, who stretched out his hands and respectfully accepted it, bent down and saluted, courteous for several weeks.

He Buping retracted his right hand into his sleeve, annoyed, and secretly a little frightened. That Wei Seventeen is very insidious, facing the battle with an iron rod on the surface, but secretly hiding a flying sword, taking advantage of Li Dui's urging of the sword, a sword only takes his throat, why not Ping rescued in time, at the beginning only used fifty percent of the true yuan, but failed to pinch the flying sword, hurriedly added two percent, and the two fingers have been a little contusion on the spine of the sword.

Wei Qiqi put the sword into the sword bag, why not squint his eyes and said, "The sword is good!"

"The immortal capital hides the snow sword. ”

He Buping nodded and beckoned his apprentice: "Dusk, let's go, you lost." ”

Li Dui's face turned red and blue, blue and white, he stomped his foot fiercely, turned around and left, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. He Buping sighed, knowing that this blow was too heavy, and Li Dui was likely to be slumped from now on, but he hoped that Wei Qiqi could stand out in the sword debate, so that Li Dui could feel better.

Wei Qiqi glanced at Ruan Jing vaguely, she was bored playing with a jade whistle and didn't care at all. He bowed slightly to He Buping, stepped back from the sword testing platform, and the moment he turned around, he clearly noticed Qin Zijie's gaze, and there was a blazing heat hidden in the calm, like substance.

Xi Huzi was very surprised, he peeked behind Wei Seventeen, he hadn't seen him for a few days, he was reborn and practiced the imperial sword technique, Ruan Jing really had a bit of a stone into gold means? Anyway, this is a good thing, Xiandu may be able to get rid of the fate of being at the bottom in this sword discussion and win the opportunity to breathe for seventeen years.

But the threat of Huo Mian and the Five Elements Sect was always like a big mountain, weighing heavily on his heart.