Chang Xi, who touched the ground with his toes and carried two swords at his waist, rushed in at the last moment.

The Tianxiu Peak camp cheered and boiled in an instant, and thousands of fans waved their glow sticks and swayed the red tide of Lamei, and the momentum stabilized Tianjian Peak.

"Chang Xi, this kid..."

On the black gold floating platform of Qingyun Mountain, not only Yun Wei, who was Master Chang Xi, but even the other peak masters inadvertently sat up a little straighter, Chang Xi's body was full of ups and downs, and his realm cultivation was unchanged at all compared to yesterday, but he had a strange feeling that he couldn't explain it.

Yun Yumei, who was not optimistic about the results of this competition, stared at the figure of the apprentice in the field, his palms were slightly sweaty, and the mood of the god who should have been calm was difficult to calm down.

The referee raised his palm and shouted, "The competition begins!"

The Heavenly Sword Peak Sword Cultivator, who was carrying an ancient sword box, opened his eyes, and his seemingly well-groomed body suddenly tightened into a bow, and his body swept like thunder and lightning, and the thick snow that was hundreds of feet apart between the two of them was swept out of a wide road by the strong wind brought out by the thunderous body.

Heavenly Sword Peak thundered, and a hundred zhang was just a snap of a finger.

Heavenly Sword Peak's countless sword techniques and sword styles are more than eight or nine out of ten, and the human emperor sword inheritance has not appeared for tens of millions of years with the fall of the Three Emperors, and the remaining sword Dao is the most fierce and domineering sword cultivated by Shen Tu Lie.

At first, the selection of Heavenly Sword Peak disciples was extremely strict and harsh, and they were not allowed to enter unless they had a single line of Thunder Spirit Root, and there were very few Thunder Spirit Roots in the world, and there were even fewer in Huizhou, and after several years of not being able to recruit a disciple of Heavenly Sword Peak and almost losing it, the conditions were finally relaxed to allow those with dual or even triple line Spirit Roots, including Lei Spirit Root, to enter the peak. Shen Tu Lie taught the inner disciples that the sword of the inner sect was biased, and he only paid attention to one word.

Just.

Shen Tu Lie's domineering sword in the world was learned by Liao Fan, and Chang Xi didn't know, but Liao Fan's strength to step on the thunder and succeed in one blow must have been learned six or seven points.

Liao Fan, whose sleeves were like winter thunder, no longer had a steady posture of dormancy and forbearance, the sword box behind him fluctuated and moved with his shoulders, and when the distance between the hundred zhang shrank to fifty zhang, the sword sound in the sword box soared into the sky, and a sword qi silver light rolled on the hands of the blue robe sword cultivator, and his feet were in the air with simple cloth shoes for a few feet, and the thunder arc under his feet was like a pulp on the soles of his shoes, and a sword and thunder thorn in his hand were handed out from afar.

People in the world often say that sword cultivation is a great danger when it is close to ten zhang, and fifty zhang of my heavenly sword peak is enough!

Thunder Thorn pointed out, Chang Xi's face was tingling, he knew that it was powerful, he didn't hide it, the sword intent of life and death sprayed thin around to smooth out the stinging pain, and pulled out the moon rainbow with his backhand, and the long-brewing dragon fortune was born, and he hit the thunder arc head-on.

The surging thunder arc on the sword needs to have the thunder pool in the main body of the sword to withstand long-term wear and tear, Liao Fan, who has not climbed the Yuanying, has an empty pool and no thunder, and it is naturally difficult to continue under the blow, and the mirror-like sword body reflects Liao Fan's eyes that can't help but squint slightly, and the person in front of him can take the thunder stab sword with the Jindan initial realm, which is by no means a waste of fame.

The blade of the sword staggered, and the dragon and the thunder arc were annihilated into nothingness.

The two people who swapped positions had a tacit understanding at the same time and turned around and then took out the sword, Liao Fan's sword momentum was like a thunderbolt around his body, and the thunder step under his feet seemed to be just a thunderbolt body method that highlighted the extreme speed, but if you look closely, you can see that Liao Fan's seemingly inadvertent wrong foot with a thunder arc on the ground, in fact, it is a thunder seed, the thunder seed takes root and sprouts, blooming a terrifying thunder bone, and the thunder arc intertwined with each other on the flower forms a swamp quagmire-like tricky existence, and the end of being deep in it will be difficult to extricate itself.

Liao Fan struck while the iron was hot, and with the help of his sword, he wanted to force Chang Xi into the thunder pool.

The disciples of Heavenly Sword Peak all secretly breathed a sigh of relief, before they saw Chang Xi blocking Senior Brother Liao Fan's thunder thorn with the dragon sword momentum, and they were still drumming in their hearts, until this time as soon as the Thunder Tan secret technique came out, the outcome should be eight or nine. The biggest disadvantage of the Lei Tan Secret Technique is that it takes a long time to build up momentum, and if a person who is well versed in the swordsmanship routines of the disciples of Heavenly Sword Peak, he will not easily let the opponent perform the Lei Tan Secret Technique completely. Not only is it difficult to move in the thunder pool, but the strong paralyzing effect will also make those who strayed into it miserable. Who knew that Chang Xi didn't stop him at all, and he still suffered a young loss in the end.

Chang Xi, who had been aching faintly in his head, didn't fail to discover the thunder seed that Liao Fan had secretly planted, but compared to the thunder seed that was not a good thing at first glance, he had more important things to do.

After his divine consciousness skyrocketed overnight, that is, after breaking out of the lake from the bottom of the Mirror Lake, he hurriedly faced the battle because of the time relationship, and he hurriedly fused his divine consciousness with the ontology, and only then did he fully integrate it by warming up with the sword bell.

The rapid advancement of the realm of divine consciousness made Chang Xi feel a little unreal, and Lei Tan, who was originally splashed with thunder pulp without any flaws, was able to glimpse a lot of disharmony in his eyes for a while. The hastily laid Lei Tan may be scheming in his mind, but he is not shrewd and profound in the arrangement technique, and the talisman painting array is born from the same vein, and at this time, the impeccable Lei Tan in the eyes of outsiders has lost his threat to him.

Liao Fan, who was determined to win, was dumbfounded, and Chang Xi threw himself into the pool as if he was looking for death.

There are a cluster of sword steps in the thunder pool, and Chang Xi has a sword under his feet, and he carelessly steps through the weak joints in the thunder pool. As the key nodes hidden in the thunder pool were crushed by the sword gang on the soles of Chang Xi's feet, the thunder bones that surged and sputtered from the thunder arcs dimmed in an instant, and the thunder pool, which had lost its vitality, disappeared.

The faces of the disciples of Heavenly Sword Peak were like ashes, and many of them stood up in disbelief, and then sat down powerlessly. On the contrary, the momentum of the red tide of Lamei dancing in Tianxiu Peak was even worse, and countless female disciples screamed and cheered and threw Chang Xi's life-size pillow doll that had been sold out of stock in Tianxiu Peak, as if Senior Brother Chang Xi's victory was within reach.

Liao Fan looked at the figure of the black fox Qiu who had broken the secret technique of Lei Tan, and bit his lip.

The reason why the Leitan Secret Technique is called the Secret Technique is because of the unpredictable power, and the second is because of the huge consumption. Liao Fan cultivated the domineering sword that the peak master was proud of, but fortunately, he didn't learn the bad problem of his master Shen Tu Lie, who had always been quick to talk about it, and he actually had a more active mind than other disciples.

Chang Xi's son has risen rapidly, he should not have a wide range of knowledge, and he did not use this Lei Tan secret technique in yesterday's competition, among which there are factors that Senior Brother Qingyun Peak's cultivation is higher than him Lei Tan may not work, in fact, there is also a hidden thought. As long as Lei Tan does not come out, it will always be a thorn in the hearts of others.

It's just that he never expected that Chang Xi would be able to compete with him just by relying on the cultivation of the Jindan Initial Realm, and the two of them had fought each other for more than 100 moves, he did have an advantage in spiritual power, but it was difficult to suppress it in terms of swordsmanship and swordsmanship. The thunder seeds that cast the secret technique of Lei Tan are not pies that fall from the sky, each one is transformed by pure thunder spiritual power, and now all the thunder seeds are scrapped, and most of the spiritual power in his body has done useless work, how not to make the corners of his mouth bitter?

The domineering sword is famous for its might, one blow, then decline, and three exhaustions.

Liao Fan was smart but was mistaken by cleverness.

All kinds of thoughts in Liao Fan's heart were just for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, the thunder arc jumped on the sword again, and he blocked the few spiritual powers on the last sword move.

In the heavy snow, he found the figure of the black fox fur, but his eyes suddenly contracted.

Standing beside the black fox Qiu in the snow, two swords, one white and one black, floated.