The early disciple of the Sword Peak Tribulation, Yang Lin, the disciple of Han Yunzi, the master of the Sword Peak Peak, is strong, and at the same time, he is also the first place in the last sect competition.

That night, in a luxurious cave mansion in Jianfeng, Yang Lin and Han Yushu sat opposite each other.

"Senior brother, junior brother wishes you a victorious start tomorrow. Han Yushu raised the wine glass in his hand and said to Yang Lin with a smile.

Yang Lin picked up the wine glass and drank it all after touching it, and said, "Thank you junior brother Jiyan." ”

Yang Lin is also a very thoughtful person, he knows that his junior brother will not invite him to drink for no reason, so he pretended not to understand and drank by himself.

Sure enough, Han Yushu quickly couldn't help it and explained his intentions, "Senior brother, tomorrow's competition, junior brother hopes that you can teach that Lu Chen a good lesson, and it is best to beat him to a serious injury." ”

When Yang Lin heard this, he frowned and said, "Senior brother, I'm afraid this matter is a little inappropriate! Lu Chen is our senior uncle now, you don't see it, when he and Luo Yi's junior brother fought today, the three ancestors were afraid that he would be injured by Luo Yi. ”

Han Yushu sighed and said, "Senior brother, I love the Wanyi Fairy of the Absolute Love Sect, you also know this, but that woman has a good impression of Lu Chen, how do you think I can swallow this breath?"

Yang Lin followed Han Yushu's words and said, "I understand the mood of my junior brother, but I ...... for my brother."

Before Yang Lin could speak, Han Yushu handed over a storage bag with both hands and said, "Senior brother, please help me!"

Yang Lin quietly accepted the storage bag and said, "Okay, junior brother, I'll do my best." ”

When Han Yushu heard this, his face was happy, and then the two continued to drink and chat.

After a while, Yang Lin left Han Yushu's cave mansion on the grounds that he would have to compete the next day.

As soon as he walked out of the cave, Yang Lin whispered to himself:

"Senior brother, senior brother, you are still too tender, this Lu Chen, even if you don't come forward to beg me, I will try my best to abolish this person, I am the first person of the younger generation of Ziwei Sect, no one wants to take away the glory that belongs to me!"

"Lu Chen, I admit that your strength is good, but compared to me, you are still far behind, and a hairy boy dares us to call you uncle?

Yang Lin looks gentle and elegant, but in fact he is an extremely narrow-minded person, and anyone who offends him has been retaliated against by him by very covert means.

Early the next morning, the disciples of the Ziwei Sect appeared on the sect square together, they were full of expectations for the last competition of the sect, this time, can Lu Chen defeat Yang Lin to achieve eight consecutive victories.

After everyone arrived, Elder Qi Shuwen took the stage to announce the official start of the competition.

When Lu Chen and Yang Lin heard this, they quickly stepped onto the test platform.

Before Lu Chen could speak, Yang Lin humbly clenched his fists and said, "Uncle Shi, please give me a lot of advice!"

Lu Chen clasped his fists and saluted, "Senior nephew Yang, please!"

After Yang Lin heard the three words of Senior Yang and nephew, an imperceptible killing intent flashed in his eyes.

The two of them were facing each other hundreds of zhang apart, only to see Yang Lin reach out and pat on the storage bag, and a purple long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the sword was engraved with a lot of mystical runes, which was not ordinary at first glance.

The moment Yang Lin sacrificed the long sword, a sharp aura emanated from the spirit sword, and at the same time, a crisp sword sound echoed over the square.

A spiritual weapon has such a power, it is really amazing.

Fourth-Order Superior Spiritual Weapon!

Many disciples watching the battle recognized the grade of the long sword in Yang Lin's hand, and their eyes showed envy.

As Yang Lin injected a spiritual power into the long sword, the mysterious runes on the long sword suddenly lit up, and dazzling purple light appeared on the sword body, and the light was so thick that the disciples watching the battle could hardly open their eyes.

In the next moment, a sword shadow of more than twenty zhang in size rose into the sky and slashed towards Lu Chen.

This huge sword shadow was surrounded by a sword aura containing a huge amount of energy.

Bang!

The shadow of the sword fell, and the nearby void fluctuated violently, causing ripples.

An earth-shattering bang rang out.

Countless sword qi burst out from the fourth-order high-grade spirit shield in Lu Chen's hand and swept away in all directions.

In the face of this sword shadow, although Lu Chen was not injured, he stepped back dozens of feet before he could stand firm.

Seeing that the blow missed, Yang Lin raised his hand with one hand, and a sword trick was shot out in his hand, and the purple long sword suddenly turned into seven handles, and after a slight circle, it roared towards Lu Chen.

Seeing this, Lu Chen raised his hands, and the power of the flame law in his body gushed out wildly, turning into a fire beast with a size of more than twenty zhang in front of him, and slammed towards the seven flying swords.

"Boom!"

A burst of bang rang out, and countless flames flew everywhere.

Yang Lin kept playing the sword trick with both hands, and the momentum of the seven flying swords suddenly flourished, forcing Lu Chen's fire beast back.

Lu Chen took out a spirit rune from the storage ring and shot towards the seven flying swords.

When approaching the flying sword, a white light flashed around the spirit rune, and immediately, it turned into a spiritual power vortex and collided with the seven flying swords.

"Boom!"

A wave of air several feet high spread out from the center of the collision and swept away in all directions.

The disciples who were watching the battle in the audience hurriedly swept back hundreds of feet away.

With a wave of Lu Chen's palm, a fire beast condensed out again and rushed towards the flying sword.

A loud bang was heard again, and the seven flying swords were smashed by the fire beast.

But the careful Lu Chen found that there was a flying sword among them, but it was like lightning galloping towards him.

It turned out that of the seven flying swords just now, only one was an entity, and the other six were all phantoms.

The flying swords that the fire beast crashed into were just phantoms.

Lu Chen took out a spirit rune again, and after punching into the spiritual power, the spirit rune burst and turned into a spiritual power vortex.

At this time, Yang Lin's flying sword had also been slashed.

The spiritual power vortex produced a huge impact force between the rotations, and it actually knocked the flying sword backwards and flew back.

Yang Lin's face remained unchanged, and he once again punched a sword trick in his hand, and the flying sword Bai Mang, which was urged by the sword trick, directly split the spiritual power vortex transformed by the spirit rune.

Lu Chen's face was calm, and he sacrificed the spirit shield to defend.

At this moment, the power of the flying sword was insufficient, and as soon as Lu Chen lightly raised his shield, the flying sword was bounced out.

In an instant, the flying sword flew back into Yang Lin's hand, a trace of solemnity flashed in this person's eyes, Lu Chen was calm and timely in the fight, and he was not inferior to himself in the slightest.

After the first round of the battle between Lu Chen and Yang Lin, the disciples in the audience began to discuss.

"Senior Uncle Lu is so powerful, he can even tie with Senior Brother Yang Lin!"

"Senior Brother Yang Lin was just testing just now, just look at it, his offensive will soon become fierce. ”

"Senior Brother Yang Lin is one of the disciples with the highest comprehension in Sword Peak, and it is said that he has comprehended a trace of sword intent. ”

"What, sword intent! Possessing sword intent is an extremely high level of sword cultivation. ”

Among the disciples who watched the battle, only half were optimistic about Lu Chen's victory.

After a few breaths, Yang Lin made a decision in his heart.

This person threw the purple long sword into the air, and shouted in a low voice, "Purple Qi Slash!"

In the midst of the low drink, the purple long sword buzzed, and a thousand feet of purple light erupted around his body.

Yang Lin quickly struck out a sword trick, and these purple lights turned into a giant sword dozens of zhang long, exuding a vast coercion.

The moment the giant sword slashed towards Lu Chen, a smug smile appeared at the corner of Yang Lin's mouth.

This Purple Qi Slashing Divine Power was originally a fourth-order sword technique passed on to him by his master Han Yunzi, and after his improvement, it fused a trace of his sword intent, and its power was strong enough to severely damage a monk of the same rank.

In his opinion, it would be difficult for Lu Chen to block this blow.

The sword intent can not only hurt the monk's body, but also attack the opponent's primordial spirit.

Lu Chen's face was not afraid, but instead revealed a shocking battle intent.

In Yang Lin's stunned gaze, Lu Chen's figure turned into a streamer and rushed towards him.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Yang Lin's eyes, this Lu Chen really couldn't help himself.

The disciples who watched the battle sweated for Lu Chen.

In the next moment, the spirit shield in Lu Chen's hand barely blocked the attack of the purple giant sword.

But at this moment, in the Lu Chen's primordial god space, a strong source power overflowed from the main trunk of the thunder fire origin seedling.

It turned out that a purple sword suddenly appeared in Lu Chen's primordial spirit space.

This purple sword light was Yang Lin's sword intent.

It's just that as soon as this sword intent appeared, it was suppressed by the power of the two origins of thunder and fire, and he couldn't move half a step.

The power of the origin is a power that can only be mastered by immortal realm cultivators, and it is naturally not comparable to this faint sword intent.

There was no surprise, and after just a few breaths, this sword intent collapsed.

From the moment the sword intent penetrated into Lu Chen's eyebrows, Yang Lin was confident that Lu Chen would be seriously injured.

But when he saw that Lu Chen's body was only slightly stunned and returned to normal in an instant, this person was completely shocked, his sword intent had killed several early stage cultivators.

At the moment when Yang Lin was stunned, Lu Chen had already come to this person and slapped a palm on his chest.

Rumble!

A jade pendant hanging from Yang Lin's waist burst out with a green light, firmly protecting him and blocking Lu Chen's palm for him.

But even so, I only heard Yang Lin snort, and his body flew out hundreds of feet, and blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

Lu Chen showed a look of surprise, he didn't expect that the jade pendant worn by the other party was actually a defensive magic weapon.

The disciples in the audience cheered one after another.

In their opinion, Lu Chen had the absolute upper hand in this round, he was first unscathed under Yang Lin's full force blow, and then suddenly counterattacked, knocking Yang Lin hundreds of feet away.

Yang Lin said slowly, "Uncle Shi's strength is amazing, I admire it!"

Yang Lin has cultivated so far, and the opportunities are continuous, coupled with his extremely high understanding, to this day, he has not suffered such a big loss, and a strong killing intent surged in this person's heart.

Then, Yang Lin continued, "I once got a treasure in the cave of a senior master, but I don't know what it is for.

Please also help me try its power. ”

After speaking, this person slapped the storage bag with his backhand, and a silver bead appeared in his hand, and endless sword intent slowly emanated from it.

At the moment when the beads appeared, Lu Chen suddenly became vigilant.

Immediately, Yang Lin threw silver beads towards Lu Chen.

The silver beads suddenly exploded dozens of feet away from Lu Chen, turning into a completely closed world, sucking Lu Chen into it.

After Lu Chen disappeared, the three ancestors and the high-level faces of the sect on the viewing platform changed greatly, and immediately, their figures flashed and appeared on the competition platform.

Yang Lin is extremely good at acting, and before everyone could speak, he hurriedly knelt down towards Han Yunzi, the master of Sword Peak Peak, and said, "Master, the disciple is also in a hurry, and he used this treasure, Uncle Lu Chen will be fine!"

Han Yunzi's face was ugly, he snorted coldly, and ignored Yang Lin.

At this moment, Han Yunzi said in his heart, Lu Chen, I hope you can escape this catastrophe and don't have accidents.

No one noticed that Yang Lin, who was kneeling on the ground, had a flash of joy in his eyes, as long as Lu Chen died, he would be the first in this sect competition, and he would become the first person of the younger generation of the Ziwei Sect worthy of the name.

Han Yushu's face was calm at the moment, but he was very happy in his heart, and secretly said that these 20,000 top-grade spirit stone flowers were too worthwhile!

At this time, Jiang Yan also came to the competition table, she took Shizun Zhao Huixin's hand, and asked eagerly, "Shizun, Lu Chen, he's fine!"

It's just that to her disappointment, Zhao Huixin shook her head.

Jiang Yan's eyes were red, her beautiful eyes were firmly fixed on the place where Lu Chen disappeared, and endless worry flashed in her eyes.

The disciples watching the battle in the audience sighed one after another, for Lu Chen, the uncle who rose like a comet, after these seven rounds of competition, they had long admired it, and now that Lu Chen's life and death were uncertain, they were also extremely sad in their hearts.

In the mysterious space, Lu Chen's face was shocked at the moment, because in front of him, there were countless spirit swords floating in the air.

But Lu Chen soon discovered that these spirit swords were not entities, but wisps of sword intent.

Out of caution, Lu Chen took out the black broken sword from the storage ring.

At this moment, Lu Chen only felt a sky-high sword intent explode in the space, and the sword shadow in the sky roared towards him.

The moment this sword intent exploded, Lu Chen hurriedly held the black broken sword tightly with both hands and blocked it in front of him.

Rumble!

Just when these sword shadows first touched the black broken sword, they all collapsed together, turning into countless sword lights and flying in all directions.

Lu Chen looked at the broken sword in his hand, and felt more confident that he had walked out of this mysterious world.

Immediately, Lu Chen walked forward.

After about an hour, Lu Chen finally walked to the deepest part of this world.

At this time, Lu Chen's eyes showed a trace of solemnity.

I saw a sword shadow about thousands of zhang high appear in Lu Chen's sight.

This sword shadow looked plain and unremarkable, without any spiritual power fluctuations, Lu Chen had just separated a trace of divine sense to investigate, but it was cut off in an instant.

Lu Chen stopped, his face showed a contemplative look, this giant sword phantom must be the core of this illusory world, if he wants to get out of trouble, the key is the giant sword sword shadow.

Lu Chen's eyes showed a hint of firmness, and he walked forward again.

Suddenly, countless sword rays escaped from the giant sword phantom, firmly surrounding Lu Chen.

With broken swords in his hand, these swords quickly collapsed.

At the same time, the black broken sword erupted with a sharp aura that destroyed the world and the earth.

After this aura came, the giant sword phantom in front of Lu Chen trembled involuntarily, as if he had seen the king of the sword.

Without the slightest resistance, the giant sword phantom was absorbed by the broken sword and turned into a sword talisman engraved on the sword's body.

At this moment, Lu Chen knew that the broken sword he got by chance must be a high-level spiritual weapon before it was damaged, and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble caused by others' eyes, Lu Chen made up his mind not to use this broken sword in public in the future.

As the giant sword phantom was absorbed, Lu Chen only felt that his eyes flickered, and he appeared in front of everyone.

The three elders of the Ziwei Sect and the high-level members of the sect saw that Lu Chen was safe and sound, so they were completely relieved.

At this time, Yang Lin stood up and saluted respectfully to Lu Chen, "Uncle Shi, in this battle, admit defeat in the next battle!"

Lu Chen said politely, "Senior nephew Yang, don't be polite!"

Lu Chen couldn't help but feel a little jealous of this Yang Lin in his heart, this person can bend and stretch, and he knows how to forbear, although he is extremely polite in his speech and demeanor, but this person sacrificed silver beads to deal with him, Lu Chen knew that this person was definitely not a good person, but he was afraid that he would have already killed himself.

Sect Master Min Chengzhou announced, "This sect has announced that Lu Chen has won the first place in this sect competition!"

After speaking, he took out a jade box and a storage bag from the storage ring and handed them to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen took it and said respectfully, "Thank you, Senior Sect Master!"

What was contained in the jade box was the sixth-turn replenishing spirit pill, and what was contained in the storage bag was a fourth-order high-grade spiritual weapon, a silver whip all over the body.