At the same time as the flying sword surrounded Zhen Yurou, Wu Tian looked at Zhen Yurou's competition ring absentmindedly, "Hmph, Fengyue boy, if you dare to hurt a single hair of my family Rou'er, I want you to walk around without eating!" Wu Tian thought with some worry in his heart. But at this moment, a flying sword suddenly appeared beside Wu Tian, Wu Tian's eyes froze, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"I still have time to look at other places during the competition, Senior Brother Wu Tian, you can't help but underestimate me!" Wu Tian's opponent looked proud, and then roared, "Ten Thousand Sword Silk!" I saw that the flying sword next to Wu Tian suddenly turned into countless flying silks, and immediately wound towards Wu Tian, it can be expected that if Wu Tian is entangled, it will be impossible to escape.

"Turn the sword into silk!" The disciples who saw this competition in the square below all gasped, this stunt of turning swords into silk is a cultivation method that is difficult to master in the Sword Valley exercises, and the cultivation of turning swords into silk requires chance, and some people are unable to move forward on the path of cultivation because one of the methods is not clear.

"Hmph!" Wu Tian snorted coldly, and at this moment he was silently reciting, and the moment the sword silk was wrapped around him, he disappeared on the spot! The next moment when he appeared, he had already punched his opponent in the back, and with a trace of strong wind, he directly hit the opponent who was complacent and had not yet recovered his senses.

"Boom!" the man fell straight out, motionless. At this time, the disciple in charge of the competition here walked towards Wu Tian's opponent, and after checking for a while, he announced loudly: "Zhang Xue is unconscious, Wu Tian wins!"

Wu Tian glanced at Zhang Xue lightly, and then walked towards Zhen Yurou's competition table.

At the same time as announcing Wu Tian's victory, the square below suddenly became lively.

"What? fainted? How can you faint with one punch, it's too strong!"

"I actually got it with one punch, how strong is this senior brother, I don't know if I will be so strong in the future. A Sword Valley disciple said with envy on his face.

"Don't think about it, it's the Great Condensate Consummation, and it's only one realm away from the elder's Jindan level, but I'm about the same, en." The other gave the man a disdainful look, then looked up.

"In other words, this Senior Brother Wu Tian is the first to distinguish the winner from the loser, which will have an advantage in the future. ”

"Why do you care so much? ”

......

While the disciples below were discussing with each other, Li Yiran fell into deep thought.

"Is this the Great Perfection of the late stage of condensation? It's so strong, if Wu Tian and they all go in the battle in the palace, then ...... We won't be almost wiped out, and the evil cultivators will definitely be ambushed. Will I be as strong as them one day?" Li Yiran was a little puzzled, but then his eyes immediately became firm, and he continued to look towards the projection, learning their fighting skills.

Just when the competition in Sword Valley was in full swing, in a place near the sea, there were several huge buildings standing, among which there was a large gate with a plaque on it, and the three big characters "Water Leaving the Gate" were written on it.

On the main seat of the Shuili Gate sat a thin scholar, talking something, while several people stood below.

"So, that evil cultivator ran away, Yan Ye took the mission to other continents, and some time ago, there was a person who left like a madman, and not long after this command card was shattered, there are only four of our six elders left?" said the young man who looked like a scholar lightly.

"Door master, something like this. One of them answered, "Na Luo Kun is not dead, the water is not at peace when it leaves the door, and it is ......"

"And what!" the scholar was displeased when he heard this, so he got up and stared at the old man who spoke. The old man swallowed his saliva and continued, "And most of the disciples of Shui Li's sect don't dare to go out at present, because Luo Kun often hunts and kills lone monks of our sect, and so far a hundred people have been poisoned by him. ”

"Okay, I know, Elder Fan, you go and calm the disciple's emotions, then it's time for us to attack! Elder Ye, Elder Hua, you are in the middle stage of the Jiedan, go to find Luo Kun, once you find out, notify us, and kill you!" The scholar said a little tiredly.

"Okay, the old man will go to meet that Luo Kun. One of the elders, named Ye Qianren, said lightly, and the other elder who didn't say a word disappeared into the sky. At this time, there was a man standing below, and this man kept his eyes closed until the other elders had left.

"Sect Master, how is it over there in Sword Valley?"

"Sword Valley is competing, it's the old guy from Yuechen who is presiding, everything is arranged, Elder Guan, don't worry. The scholar said with some melancholy.

"We can't let Sword Valley get out, it's best to tie them together, I don't know what about the Jade Peak Sect?" said Elder Guan with a roll of his eyes at the same time.

"It's okay over there, it's just a group of women, they just choose to wait and see, if it'...... Then don't blame me!" said the scholar, with a murderous look in his eyes.

At the same time, in a small city not far from Sword Valley, there were three people discussing something in the inn, looking at their clothes, it was the disciple of Sword Valley, one of them had sharp eyes, giving people a sense of shock, an hour later, these three people left the inn, and one of them got up and showed a pattern on his wrist without paying attention, it was a bleeding skull!

"Young Master, do you think Chen Feng will succeed? What he has to face is ......" one of them asked cautiously as he looked respectfully at the sharp-eyed man.

"Lao Cheng, what are you worried about, what the young master gave him is one of the treasures of this sect, and it can't be said to be a failure. Before the young master could speak, another man took over.

"Okay, what I fancy is that kid's soul is rare to see in a thousand years, and only when I help him fulfill his wish will I obediently hand over my soul, so that my exercises will make substantial progress. The young master spoke lightly, his eyes full of cruelty, and just like that they disappeared into the city.

At this time, it was already dark, and in the competition in Sword Valley, there were many dark horses that stood out, but Li Yiran naturally didn't know any of them, so he didn't care too much. Among them, Wu Tian, Chen Feng, and Zhen Yurou are the top three people in the later stage of the condensate, and there are three people in the middle and early stages of the condensate.

"The old man announced that today's competition has ended, and the final competition will be held tomorrow, and the top ten in each phase of this competition will be rewarded!" Yuechen's voice resounded in everyone's hearts. Immediately after that, the disciples gradually dispersed, talking about today's competition, and some of those who participated in the competition but did not rank hung their heads.

Chen Feng looked at Yuechen, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and at this time, a person was walking towards him.

"Senior Brother Chen, I'm really feasting my eyes today, and I'm going to ask you more for advice when it comes to cultivation in the future!" Li said jokingly, and at the same time leaned close to Chen Feng and whispered, "I don't think this old man is happy with him, and I just taught his grandson a lesson." After Li resolutely finished speaking, he looked at Chen Feng with a hint of pride.

"Haha, good job, but you have to be careful, his grandson is used to being powerful in Sword Valley, and he should find a way to take revenge on you. But it's okay, you can teach him a lesson in the future!Go, I'll send you back today, I'm too lazy for you to run a few mountains, haha!" Chen Feng looked at Li Yiran very happily, and then he left with Li Yiran's sword.

"So you know, senior brother, it's really embarrassing......"

Two hours later, Chen Feng was standing on a mountain peak when three people walked towards him.

"Did you bring anything?"