There was an uproar on the viewing platform.

Xie Changsheng turned his head to look at Xie Rou in shock and asked, "Sister, what kind of sword is this?"

"The sword aura is like snow, like a cattail... It's just that the True Qi Realm has inspired a power that is stronger than the lower grade of the True Yuan Realm, which can only be the Xue Pu Sword. Xie Rou took a deep breath and said slowly.

Xie Changsheng and Xu Heshan glanced at each other, and they were both moved: "The Xuepu Sword made by Ji Tianxue of the Great Chu Dynasty's Divine Craftsman Workshop?"

Xie Rou took a deep breath again, turned her head to look at the two of them, and said, "Compared to the power of this sword, I want to know more why this sword is in his hand and appears here." ”

Xie Changsheng and Xu Heshan's gazes suddenly stayed on Duanmu Lian's body not far ahead.

Xuepu swords are famous swords in the Great Chu Dynasty, and the craftsman workshop itself is a palace imperial workshop, and only real royal children can get such a famous sword.

Duanmu Lian's eyes were also full of absolute shock at this time.

This trial had already given too many surprises to the Qingteng Sword Academy, and of course he didn't know how an ordinary disciple like Mo Chen could have such a sword in his hands.

"It's not fair. ”

A heavy voice rang out.

Everyone turned their heads, only to find that the person who spoke solemnly at this moment was He Chaoxi, who rarely said anything on weekdays, and just seized the time to cultivate.

"It's not fair. ”

Facing everyone's gaze, He Chaoxi repeated those four words again, then looked at Duanmu Lian and said, "The strength of this Xue Pu Sword alone is enough to defeat the vast majority of people who participated in the Sword Sacrifice Trial. This is the case for anyone holding this Xue Pu Sword, which has nothing to do with the strength of the cultivator itself. ”

Duanmu Lian knew that what He Chaoxi said was the truth, especially in a place like the Sword Sacrifice Canyon, other True Yuan Realm cultivators could not replenish it at all after the True Yuan was consumed in their bodies, but at this moment, the ink dust that possessed the Xue Pu Sword could always burst out the power of the True Yuan Realm.

However, the rules of the Sword Sacrifice Trial have no regulations on this aspect, and in fact, the swords that each person carries are a little different, and some people's swords also have unique and wonderful uses, and there are also superior and inferior, but they are not as amazing as the sword in Mo Chen's hand.

So Duanmu Lian couldn't make a decision for a while, he turned his head to look at Xue Wangxu and Di Qingmei on the side of the viewing platform.

"What do you think?"

It's just that after a night, Di Qingmei's eyebrows are a little less angry and a little more peaceful, and he asks Xue Wuxu softly.

Xue Wangxu glanced at him and laughed: "My opinion should be the same as yours." ”

Di Qingmei nodded, turned to look at Duanmu Lian, who was indecisive, and said slowly: "It's okay." ”

He Chaoxi was stunned for a moment, he opened his mouth, and wanted to make a sound, but Di Qingmei's gaze had already fallen on him, and he continued: "Rules are rules, and the rules that have been set cannot be changed, and even if Mochen has such a sword, I can be sure that there are still people in this canyon who can defeat him." And since Mo Chen has such a sword, it means that he has a broader world in front of him than others. If such a disciple can finally occupy one of the three seats, I think it is a good thing. The reward of the sacrificial sword trial will also be of great help to him. ”

The viewing platform fell silent again, and everyone chewed Di Qingmei's words, gradually feeling that from the position of a sect master and considering the future of the entire Sword Academy, there was no problem with Di Qingmei's decision at this moment.

He Chaoxi's brows slowly loosened, and he bowed slightly to Di Qingmei, no longer expressing any objections.

......

The night again sacrificed to the Sword Canyon.

The Sword Canyon was peaceful again.

At the coldest time of the night, many of the students gathered on several podiums in unison.

A wolf smoke that marked the beginning of the journey was lit, and many sparks curled up in the sky in the thick smoke, which was very beautiful.

A disciple of the Qingteng Sword Academy began to run very quickly in the dark.

This is the last day.

According to the rules of the Sword Sacrifice Trial, as long as whoever can reach the exit of the Sword Sacrifice Canyon the fastest and obtain a green jade amber placed at the exit, will be the final winner.

This kind of trial naturally requires resourcefulness.

Therefore, before entering the designated area during the day, this disciple of the Qingteng Sword Academy had already traveled a lot more and found a very safe route to the exit.

Although this disciple of the Qingteng Sword Academy had exerted a lot of physical strength during the day and was extremely tired at this time, he was full of confidence and thought that he could definitely rush to the exit of the Sword Sacrifice Canyon as soon as possible.

However, after running for half a burnt of incense, and seeing that he was not far from the Sword Sacrifice Canyon, he suddenly stopped, and his eyes were full of shocked and incomprehensible looks.

During the day, there should have been a passage in front of him at this moment, but at this moment, the passage in front of him disappeared, and there was only a rattan wall that looked unusually thick.

After a few breaths, he moved closer, trying to make sure he was wrong.

It was only a few steps away, and the silent vine wall in front of him suddenly moved, and with countless sneering jet-like sounds, dozens of vines shot out at the same time.

This Qingteng Sword Academy disciple let out a shocked exclamation, and between the sword lights, there was a continuous explosion, and a puff of sparks continued to pour out.

The dozens of vines that attacked him turned out to be all of those thick vines with skin as hard as iron!

The sword in his hand was knocked open in a moment's time, and in his desperate gaze, dozens of vines surged into his body at the same time, wrapping him directly into a zongzi.

A division commander of the Qingteng Sword Academy fell from above.

The vines that wrapped around this Qingteng Sword Academy disciple spread out like flowing water, and then the Qingteng Sword Academy's division leader left with this Qingteng Sword Academy disciple who had lost his qualification to continue to compete.

It's just that after a few dozen breaths of time, the mist that had just calmed down for a while surged, and Su Qin's long figure appeared unhurriedly.

He stayed where the Qingteng Sword Academy disciple had paused at the beginning, staring at the vine wall that had not yet appeared in the daylight.

After making sure that this vine wall had completely blocked all the passages leading to the exit of the canyon, and sensing the slow loss of heaven and earth vitality from all the vines in this vine wall, he was completely relieved, sat down cross-legged, and then closed his eyes to rest.

Almost at the same time, Ding Ning also arrived at another part of this rattan wall.

He felt the changes in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi around him more clearly than Su Qin, and he even felt that this vine wall was extending straight towards both ends, as if it was connected with the mountains on both sides, and according to the dispersion speed of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in these vines, this vine wall would not disappear before noon tomorrow.

So he also picked a clean boulder nearby and lay down, slept with his eyes closed, and waited for the sunrise.

......

The sky is getting brighter.

The darkness faded, and as the first light fell into the valley, all the students who were still awake on the viewing platform let out an exclamation of surprise almost at the same time.

These exclamations also woke up the sleeping students.

Then these awakened students also exclaimed for the first time.

All the pale cyan mist has begun to dissipate.

Most of the vines, which were originally lush and green, also began to turn yellow, and all the leaves began to fall.

The entire Sword Sacrifice Canyon suddenly opened up and became clear and abnormal.

Only the vine wall, which was more than a few feet wide and as straight as a city wall, still existed, stretching across both ends of the canyon.

And in front of this almost airtight rattan wall, there are only seven figures left.

Ding Ning, Nangong Caishu, Zhang Yi, Su Qin, and Mo Chen, in addition to these five people, there are two other students who are also students of the Qingteng Sword Academy, named Liu Yangon and Mu Liunian.

Looking down from above, these seven people are scattered and scattered, and with the withering of the surrounding vines, they have just completely seen the location of the people around them, but in fact, all of them are not far away, and the nearest of them is only more than ten zhang apart.

"It seems that the time has come to break it completely. Ding Ning stretched and looked at these people around him, his face was still calm.

"It's finally time. An inexplicable sneer appeared on Su Qin's face.

His gaze swept over everyone, finally resting on Ink Dust's face.

Then, when the rest of the people hadn't made a move, he was the first to make a move, walking towards Ink Dust.

"What does he want to do?"

This was a particularly visually striking day for all those who watched the ceremony, and many people who had just recovered from the shock couldn't help but speak out when they looked at Su Qin's actions.

"Deal with the weakest one in his eyes first, so that there are only six left including him. Gu Xichun, who had not spoken for a long time, said coldly: "Zhang Yi, Ding Ning and Nangong Caishu are obviously on the same front, and after he deals with the weakest one in his eyes, he should use this to lobby the other two to be on the same front as him." ”

Xie Changsheng and Xu Heshan glanced at each other, although both of them were a little disgusted with Gu Xichun, but at this moment they both felt that what Gu Xichun said was right.

It's a pity that Mochen is not the soft persimmon he imagined. ”

Xie Changsheng was overjoyed and couldn't help but say softly.

However, things did not turn out the way he had hoped.

Looking at Su Qin, who was slowly walking towards him, Mo Chen raised his head silently, and then he clenched the silver-white little sword and began to pour true qi inside.

A surging aura poured out of the small sword in his hand again, blowing his black hair back again, like countless monsters twisting and flying in the air.

Su Qin paused instantly, and a strange cold glow flashed in his eyes.

"I want to fight Ding Ning first. Mo Chen looked at his cold eyes and said softly and very firmly.

Su Qin was slightly stunned, then the corners of his mouth raised, and he smiled lightly: "That's really wonderful." ”