Before you know it, fifty rounds have passed.

Li Yat-sen is still showing his exquisite swordsmanship.

And Ling Yun's face showed a look of relief. Anyway, let the four of them watch "Secret Cloud Treasure Book", this choice seems to be the right one.

Li Yixian returned with a move, and in an instant, the sword qi went towards He Santong like scattered flowers in the sky, He Santong made a steady move, and the true qi in his chest formed an invisible shield wall, pushing forward, Li Yixian's sword qi was scattered all over the ground like snowflakes for a while.

Li Yixian was shocked and took a step back, hurriedly put away his sword, and saluted: "Uncle He, how offended!"

He Santong smiled and said, "You can make such progress, it's too late for me to be happy, how many rounds have you had?"

"Sixty-nine rounds. The disciple who counted next to him said.

"Okay, good, good, you can go through sixty-nine rounds with me, you have already passed the test, Li Yixian, from now on, you will be one of my disciples under the Lingyun Sect!" He Santong said loudly.

Li Yixian hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Thank you uncle, thank you master!"

......

After that, it was Wu Feng and Feng Yichen who came on the field. Soon, Feng Yichen also relied on his superb swordsmanship and profound internal skills, and He Santong went through fifty rounds, until the sixtieth move, he was defeated by He Santong with a move Beacon March, Feng Yichen knelt on the ground, and was also included as a disciple of Lingyun Gate.

And Wu Feng was a little regretful, when he made forty-nine moves on the ground, Wu Feng was in a hurry, and made a move to empty the turbidity waves, perhaps because he Santong was attacked too tightly, this move suddenly revealed a huge flaw, and was defeated by He Santong with a long smoke. There is only one move missing, and unfortunately it was not selected.

"A few of you, you have made a lot of progress, Wu Feng, don't be discouraged, you are still young, go back and practice hard, and then take a lot of insight into the "Secret Cloud Treasure Book", and you will definitely be selected next year. ”

Wu Feng bowed his head and thanked him, so he had to retreat.

Now, only Lin Chuyun is left. He was the last to start, and he was the last to appear.

In the meantime, the snow began to fall heavily, flakes of snow flew, and on the top of Lingyun Mountain, a piece of plain silver makeup was changed, which had a unique northern scenery.

Lin Chuyun took out the unbladed iron sword in his hand, stepped forward, carried his internal strength, and danced the long sword in his hand, the sword body buzzed, the sword qi seeped out from the inside out, and a faint white light leaked out on the blade, and in the snowflakes in the sky, there was a faint mist.

He Santong's face froze, he saw that this young man's skills were not simple.

There was a low exclamation among the disciples.

On the seventh layer of Yunlan Divine Skill, Zhao Changfeng could see his internal cultivation at a glance, and in his eyes, he began to recognise this young man.

"Come on, Chu Yun!" He Santong said.

Needless to say, Lin Chuyun took the lead in making a direct stab, which seemed to be ordinary, but it contained extremely deep internal force.

He Santong relied on the internal force of the eighth layer of his Yunlan Divine Skill to feel this surging momentum.

"What a sharp sword!" He Santong shouted, and then turned the long sword in his hand, leaving an arc of light blue sword qi in the air. For a group of disciples, such swordsmanship is undoubtedly superb.

And for Lin Chuyun, this kind of sword technique is not unfathomable, it is just externalizing the true qi, although he can't draw such a standard and full arc of sword qi at this moment, but he has already done it by releasing the sword qi and even hurting people.

He Santong's arc was not lethal, and it quickly disappeared in the falling snow, but the sword qi of Lin Chuyun and He Santong stirred the air around them, the sword was like the wind, and the snowflakes were flying around them, which was very beautiful.

He Santong's sword moves are very stable, after he attacked three or five moves, they were all resolved by Lin Chuyun one by one, and said in his heart: "This kid is very good, so it seems that his swordsmanship is probably even higher than Li Yixian, and he has only been in Lingyunmen for two years, and he can have such a creation, and there is such a talent in Lingyunmen, which is commendable." ”

He thought about it in his heart, so he wanted to test Lin Chuyun on the sword moves, to see how much potential he had, so he used the iron sword in his hand to exert greater power, but when he saw the sudden true qi agitation, a cold wind blew towards Lin Chuyun, those snowflakes hit his face, faintly painful, Lin Chuyun said in his heart: "What a strong internal force!"

On the side of his feet, a horse Buyun sword, and then a sword in his hand was used diagonally, this move directly took He Santong's ribs, He Santong must be defended, and this fierce offensive will also be broken by Lin Chuyun.

This move is actually Lin Chuyun's use of the autumn sky in the Lingyun Divine Sword in the form of a blue, fused with the connotation of the ghost sword technique, and it is very clever. He Santong didn't expect him to be able to make such a move, so he had to put away his sword and protect it.

Unexpectedly, Lin Chuyun was halfway through this move, his feet exerted force, his body was in the air, and his true qi suddenly dispersed, but seeing that he stabbed out two swords with his backhand first, and then stabbed out three swords very quickly, these five swords, the strength is so stable, and the sword moves are accurate, it is hard to believe that it was made by a young man who is not yet seventeen years old.

"It's this trick again! He's got a soft spot for it!"

"It's amazing!"

"The same move, it's even more refined than last year!"

When everyone saw Lin Chuyun make this move, they all exclaimed.

That's right, what Lin Chu used was the move that required extremely high internal strength, swordsmanship, and body skills.

For a while, the offensive and defensive momentum was easy, and Lin Chuyun was surrounded by snowflakes, and that fierce aura pressed down on He Santong.

Seeing the reversal of the situation here, He Santong's face sank, and he did not panic, his internal strength increased sharply, and he once again used that turbid wave to empty, and suddenly, Lin Chuyun's offensive was blocked, and the snow splashed everywhere.

He Santong did not stop, the sword suddenly continued to move, the swordsmanship was a little faster than before, two moves in a row, the moon black sand yellow and the wind and dust of the world, Lin Chuyun had never seen such a strong sword momentum since he practiced martial arts, he felt a shock all over his body, and was forced to retreat dozens of steps again and again.

He knew in his heart, after this move, he didn't continue to come forward to challenge, but took the sword momentum, and saluted: "How offended, Uncle He!"

When He Santong saw him salute, he knew that he had admitted defeat, and his face turned back from the gloomy and iron-blue atmosphere, and he smiled again in an instant: "Good boy, good swordsmanship, my Lingyunmen is really talented, hahaha! How many rounds?"

"Report to Uncle Shi, it's seventy-two rounds!"

Unknowingly, Lin Chuyun and He Santong have already fought seventy-two moves. The scene of the flying snow sword qi just now was still playing out in the minds of the disciples, and now, suddenly everything fell to the ground.

The snow fell gently on the ground, on people's heads, shoulders and clothes, and there was peace.

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect that our Senior Brother Lin could go through seventy-two moves under me, three more than your Senior Brother Li Yixian, the future life is terrifying, the future life is terrifying, hahaha! Okay, Lin Chuyun, from today onwards, you will be my fourth disciple of Lin Chuyun!" He Santong laughed loudly.

Lin Chuyun hurriedly kowtowed and thanked him.

The head of Lingyun also stroked his beard and said with relief: "There are talented people in the country, and they have been leading the way for hundreds of years. We, Lingyun Gate, have included three disciples today, breaking the situation that we have not included disciples for many years, this is the number of Lingyun Qi, you must practice more diligently, the prestige of Lingyun Gate depends on you!"

Zhao Changfeng led the four of them to kneel down together, and said loudly: "The disciple must do his best, magnificently magnificent, and use the sword to save one heart, Lingyun Patriarch is above, and the disciple will kowtow three times!"

After that, the four of them kowtowed together, and all the disciples followed suit. The head of Ling Yun also smiled slightly, and suddenly he was thoughtful.

The wind has stopped, the snow has stopped!