The people surrounding the hero platform all had an unbelievable look in their eyes, what kind of trick was this, even the long swords on their bodies were carried into the air.

The black-haired and child-faced old man standing on the hero's platform saw this scene, his eyes narrowed, and with a wave of his robe, countless long swords hovering in the air automatically fell down again.

He stood on the side of the hero platform, ignoring the sword intent raging around him, but his eyes kept on Yang Qing, revealing a look of admiration, and at the same time glanced at the clouds in the sky indelibly.

The power of Yang Qing's blow was earth-shattering, and countless sword qi raged, like a powerful tornado devouring in all directions.

And Xiao Yang on the opposite side bore the brunt, and the oncoming sword intent had already cut his body to the point that his entire body was covered with blood.

His eyes were red, his whole expression was like that of a mad beast, and his voice was hoarse:

"I don't believe you can defeat me, you're just a waste of the physical training realm, and I'm a master of the acquired realm, I want you to die!"

Xiao Yang smiled hideously, and slapped his whole body cultivation on his magic weapon Fire Pattern Sword, and suddenly a fire dragon appeared out of thin air, and in the raging sword intent of Yang Qing, it flew up into the air, opened its mouth and roared, and the flames in the sky emanated from it, and the surrounding temperature instantly increased, and even the ground on the hero platform was scorched, stained with black traces.

This blow was much stronger than the one just now, which made many people exclaim.

"It turns out that Xiao Yang's attribute is fire, and he has also comprehended the power of fire, no wonder it is so powerful. Someone around recognized this trick and said it on the spot.

"This one is really a battle between dragons and tigers, I didn't expect this Yang Qing to be so powerful, we all despised him. There are also people who look at the young figure in the ring with awe, and from now on, many people will redefine Yang Qing's combat power.

This is the world where the strong are respected, the stronger you are, the more others fear you and value you.

The weaker you are, the more people will step on your body and climb up, and they will not even leave you with a look of pity.

There is no need to hold grudges, and there is no need to sigh, because the whole world is like this, this is human nature.

Roar!!

On the hero stage, the fire dragon emitted by Xiao Yang roared in the air, and the surrounding ten zhang became a sea of fire.

And the roulette wheel formed by Yang Qing's sword intent continued to rotate, forming a wind dragon that cut everything around it into pieces.

"Let's decide the winner!" Xiao Yang's whole body strength almost burst his body, and in the roar, he slammed into Yang Qing with a sea of fire in the sky.

"Never die!"

Yang Qing's eyes were firm, the sword light in his eyes seemed to fly out by itself, and his body carried a roulette wheel composed of sword intent and slammed into the sea of fire in the sky.

In the sky, the wind dragon and the fire dragon collided violently, making a violent crashing sound.

The strong wind in the sky is accompanied by sparks flying all over the sky, and it is as spectacular and beautiful as a fireworks.

But behind this beauty, there is the price of blood, or the price of life.

The fireworks dispersed, and a figure fell from the sky, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but recall his short life.

He was born into a very small family and suffered from bullying and ridicule from his peers since he was a child.

He gritted his teeth and endured the humiliation, trying to find a way to become powerful, and finally at the age of eleven, someone introduced him to the Immortal Sword Sect.

Soon after, he began to cultivate immortals, and slowly became stronger, and when he was fifteen years old, those who had bullied him since childhood died.

He was brutally murdered by him, and he felt excited to look at the look in their eyes before they died.

Later, he gradually became the same as those who had bullied him before, he liked to bully the weak, and the fear of others became a habitual pleasure for him.

He took the pleasure as an honor.

Now, he has become a master of the acquired realm, and he should continue to be glorious, but he didn't expect to meet Yang Qing.

A waste who was once despised by him has now become the one who ended his life.

In his last consciousness, a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind...... The person you don't look down on today will be the god you can't afford tomorrow!

Boom!!

Xiao Yang's corpse crashed from the air, smashing the ground on the hero's platform, and the whole person was trapped inside, a blur of flesh and blood, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't see it.

On the other side, a figure also fell to the ground with a bang, half-kneeling and cracking the floor under his feet.

His whole body seemed to be scorched, a puff of green smoke came out, his hair was messy, and the sleeves of his arms were black, but his eyes were still burning with a strong battle intent, he was Yang Qing.

Yang Qingsheng, Xiao Yang died in battle!

Seeing such a result, the whole audience was silent, gasping for breath, and even felt as if there was a big stone pressing on their chests, which could suffocate people to death.

A smile appeared on the face of the black-haired and childish old man, and he walked to Yang Qing's side like a kind old man: "Little guy, you are very good, how old are you this year?"

Yang Qing hugged his fists and saluted, and said in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant: "Grandpa, the junior is fourteen years old this year. ”

"Yes, yes, you can comprehend the sword intent at the age of fourteen, you are very talented, are you interested in being my disciple?

Feng Wuchang is in a good mood, he is almost five hundred years old this year, he thought that there would be no one to inherit what he had learned in this life, but he didn't expect to see this little guy with such a talent here, which was really unexpected for him.

Yang Qing was stunned for a while when he heard this.

The old man in front of him, from the first time he saw it, Yang Qing concluded that this was a super master, this was a special intuition after he comprehended the sword intent.

Or rather, it is an ethereal induction between sword intent and sword intent.

Yang Qing was sure that the wind impermanence in front of him was also a terrifying existence that had comprehended the sword intent.

It stands to reason that Yang Qing should be glad to have such a powerful person accepted as a disciple.

But at this time, an old man's figure suddenly appeared in his heart, and he vaguely remembered every word Zhou Ao had said to him.

Without him asking him to deliver letters, maybe he would still be running around in Kitahara City today for three meals a day.

Zhou Ao is his own guide, in fact, he is already half of his mentor, and now he wants to apprentice again, isn't it a joke?

Seeing that Yang Qing was silent, Feng Wuchang frowned, and said with displeasure on his face: "Don't you look down on what the old man has learned?"

Hearing this, Yang Qing hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Why did the seniors say this, if they can really worship under your door, it is really a blessing for the younger generations, why can't you say it, it's just ......"

Feng Wuchang's face was a little better when he heard Yang Qing say this, and when he saw that Yang Qing seemed to have something unspeakable, he asked: "What's the difficulty, even if you say it, the words of the old decay in this Immortal Sword Sect still have a bit of weight." ”

Yang Qing had no choice but to tell all the things about himself and Zhou Ao in harmony.

After hearing this, Feng Wuchang's face turned a little dark, and he stared at Yang Qing with a calm face for a long time before he snorted coldly: "Wait until you become a true disciple and then come to Sword Peak to find me." ”

"It's you old guy again, I used to rob the old woman, and now I want to rob the apprentice I fancy again, beautiful you, I must win you this time, you are a thousand cuts!"

Feng Impermanence dropped a sentence and left with a curse, but finally scolded the clouds in the sky: "Two fools." ”