Before this, Shi Xiaole's dangerous artistic conception was only one into eight, and now it is two into two.

Don't look at it and only improve it a little bit, the artistic conception is not like that.

This is like the realm of internal force, the sevenfold peak of Tibetan Qi and the eightfold Tibetan Qi, it seems that there is only a line of separation, but the gap is only one line? Obviously, it is impossible!

The gap in artistic conception will only be worse than the gap in the realm of internal force.

Shi Xiaole pulled out the Qingfeng sword on the table and stabbed it forward.

Obviously, it is just the starting style of Taiyue Sanqingfeng, but the fierce killing and sinister momentum is extremely strong, almost stronger than the previous killing move of Taiyue Sanqingfeng.

Artistic conception is the essence of martial arts, and it has always had the function of turning decay into magic.

There is a legend that as long as a person can evolve his artistic conception to the point of ten percent, no matter how ordinary the move is in his hands, it will become the ultimate killer move.

Of course, Shi Xiaole was far from reaching this point, but with the blessing of the dangerous artistic conception of Liangcheng, the power of his swordsmanship had undoubtedly increased greatly.

In the same Taiyue Sanqingfeng, the lethality has increased by about 30%, and as for the first line of life, due to the more extreme, the lethality has increased to 40%.

Originally, the combination of knife drawing technique and confusion artistic conception was Shi Xiaole's strongest killer weapon.

Now that the Confusion Knife has not yet appeared, it was immediately overtaken by a glimmer of life.

The improvement of strength made Shi Xiaole full of confidence. Now he is sure, even against the 'Wind Sword' Zuo Feiyang, the 'Flying Bear' Xiong Qi and others, there is no need to be afraid at all.

Sensing that the hour was not early, Shi Xiaole blew out the candle, stripped off and lay on the bed, and fell asleep after a while.

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The night passed quickly, and the next hour arrived, and the castle was already bustling with activity, and people could be seen coming and going everywhere.

They are the servants of the Dragon Castle, the maids, etc., who are carrying food, wine, etc. to the venue.

As is customary, the Cloud Sky Meeting will be held for two days. During these two days, except for the necessary faux pit and evening rest, all the participating sects and factions will not leave the venue.

The venue is located in the open space north of the Dragon Castle.

Due to the large number of participants this time, not only were there tables and chairs around the venue, but even the circular corridor ten meters above the open space was full of desks.

From a distance, there are figures up and down, and there are black presses.

The Sword Painting Sect was not strong in the Cloud Sky Alliance, so it was arranged in the south of the clearing, and there was no chance to sit on the corridor.

Shi Xiaole took a look and found that the other eight sects in Luyan Mountain, as well as the Light Sword Sect and the Iron Fist Sect, were all around.

In addition, he also saw Wang Yangming's Silver Spear Sect in the crowd, as well as the Flame Gate that was the first to provoke the Sword Painting Sect.

"You four, pay attention. ”

At this moment, Yu Fangge, who had been drinking, suddenly said solemnly: "Wait for a while, the four of you represent the sword painting school, remember not to be rash, don't be provoked to play, you have to see the strength of the other party first." ”

Yu Fangge has a free and easy temperament and cares about very few things, but in a serious occasion like the Cloud Sky Meeting, he has to care about the face of the Sword Painting School.

Of course, he cares more about Shi Xiaole and the four of them. I was afraid that if they were humiliated in public, it would cause psychological difficulties and would not be conducive to martial arts cultivation.

It's not like this hasn't happened a few times in the past.

The previous big disciple of the Sword Painting Sect was not Yuan Qiuwei, but that big disciple, since he was deliberately humiliated by the big disciple of the Agni Fire Gate, collapsed, and finally left the Sword Painting School and disappeared.

Every time he thinks about this, Yu Fangge will feel sad.

"Don't worry, master, we understand. ”

Yuan Qiuwei hurriedly expressed his position, and instructed the three junior brothers and sisters to pay attention to the matters, especially the Agni Gate.

Based on past experience, this sect has not once missed an opportunity to provoke the Sword Painting Sect.

"Yesterday, I investigated, and the great disciple of the Agni Flame Sect has already cultivated the Qi One, and it is said that he has defeated a Qi Acceptance Double Master. ”

Xiao Yuanbo's eyes flashed, and he said: "In addition, the Flame Gate accepted a genius disciple two years ago, and he is only sixteen years old this year, and he is already a Tibetan Qi Eighth-fold cultivator, and his strength is like a junior disciple, much higher than the surface realm. ”

"Once those two challenge us, we'd better think about it. ”

Although Xiao Yuanbo's words were vague, the implication was clearly to persuade the other three not to fight.

Yuan Qiuwei was steady by nature, nodded, and deliberately glanced at Shi Xiaole: "Little junior brother, don't be impulsive at that time." ”

He was afraid that Shi Xiaole would think that he had defeated Chu Lin, so he would rush to face the battle, which would be too risky.

It is necessary to know that although Chu Lin is strong, it is only strong in Luyan Mountain. That Flame Sect disciple was also Yuan Qiuwei's old acquaintance, and he was by no means comparable to Chu Lin.

What's more, he already knew that Shi Xiaole defeated Chu Lin by relying on the confused artistic conception. This kind of artistic conception fluctuates too much, and if one of them is not good, even ordinary disciples can't beat it.

"Big brother, I see. ”

Shi Xiaole nodded, his gaze as usual.

At the same time, the Flame Gate was also staring at the Sword Painting Sect.

"Senior brother, it seems that that the sect is not a powerful guy, and it is not worth your and me. ”

This is a lazy-looking teenager. His black hair was tied up in a bunch at the back of his head, revealing his long thin cheeks, and he was full of faint smiles.

"Little junior brother, it's not a question of whether it's worth it or not, it's a question of having to suppress the other party. Anyway, it's just a bit of a bit of effort for us. ”

Zhang Qingfang, the senior disciple of the Agni Fire Sect, said coldly.

"Well, since the senior brother said so, the junior brother will play with them then. ”

The lazy young man shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, looking very helpless.

On the side, the head Yan Donghua showed a smile.

He knew better than anyone else the strength of the two disciples, and Zhang Qingfang needless to say, even Tao Ding might not be able to fight with Yuan Qiuwei, the strongest disciple of the Sword Painting Sect.

Yu Fangge, this time I will completely tear your face apart, so that you will never have the face to participate in the Cloud Sky Meeting!

In the sound of planning of various sects, the time has come to three o'clock.

It was summer, and the sun in the sky was already dazzling.

"Thank you for admiring your faces, come to participate in the meeting of the clouds, Yue is polite here!"

The noise cleared up, and on the east side of the clearing, a middle-aged man with a white face and a tall figure stood up, and the sound was heard all around.

"Lord Yue Meng is polite!"

Everyone answered in unison.

Yue Alliance Master? He is the Nine Manifestations of the Cloud Dragon Yue Long March?

Shi Xiaole carefully observed the other party and found that no matter the appearance, bearing, or demeanor, Yue Changzheng could not find the slightest fault, and he was worthy of being a giant in the cloud triangle region.

The most interesting thing is that as the host, the Dragon Castle has lined up its own position in the open space, instead of the corridor above, which makes the other sects have nothing to say.

"The Yuntian Meeting, held every two years, is originally for the members of my Yuntian Alliance to communicate and exchange ideas. I hope that in the competition for a while, everyone will stop at the point, and don't hurt the harmony. ”

Yue Changzheng's gaze swept around, and he said straight to the point.

The reason why it was stipulated that each sect could only send disciples into battle was precisely to reduce the friction between sects as much as possible, after all, children would not make a big deal when they fight.

Of course, there are some sects that already have enmity and take this opportunity to suppress each other. But where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, which is inevitable.

After saying some polite words, seeing that some young people were already eager to try, Yue Changzheng smiled and said: "Yue Mou doesn't talk nonsense, the meeting of the clouds and the sky will begin." ”

Wow!

Obviously there was no sound, but Shi Xiaole seemed to hear that there was a rush of battle intent stirring in the sky above, and bursts of sound erupted.

"It's finally begun. ”

On the corridor, among the disciples of the Cloud Sword Pavilion, Jiang Qingzhou clenched the sword in his hand. Zuo Feiyang, who was separated from him by a position, had a burst of essence in his eyes.

There are also the Qiandi Sect, the Badao Sect, and many young masters who aspire to become famous, all gearing up at this moment, ready to show their demeanor.

"Liu Mengse, I have been waiting for this moment for a long time to defeat you in front of everyone. ”

On the side of Dragon Castle, Yue Xunxian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was confident.

Liu Mengse's division was still quite strong, but because his battle with Yue Xunxian attracted much attention, he was also arranged on the edge of the clearing. At this moment, he still shook the fan calmly, so that people couldn't see the depth.

"Dongshan sent Li Hengzhi to beg you to give advice. ”

In the imminent atmosphere, a young man with thick eyebrows took the lead in flying out from the west of the clearing, landed in the middle of the clearing, and shouted loudly.

"Flowing Water Sect Wang Hui. ”

As soon as the words fell, another teenager immediately jumped out and landed on the opposite side.

The two of them clasped their fists slightly, without any nonsense, and immediately rushed towards each other, and the field was suddenly covered with swords and swords.

"Little junior brother, who do you say can win?"

A faint aroma rushed into her nose, and Mao Wenjing asked Shi Xiaole.

"The two of them are both Tibetan Qi Sevenfold Cultivators, Li Hengzhi's endurance is stronger, although he is at a disadvantage, he is obviously gathering momentum, and he should be able to win. ”

Shi Xiaole gave his own thoughts.

Mao Wenjing sighed, in her opinion, it was obvious that Wang Hui was stronger and better.

In the spirit of unconvinced, Mao Wenjing continued to watch. As Shi Xiaole expected, after dozens of moves, Li Hengzhi suddenly exerted his strength and knocked Wang Hui's knife away with a sword.

"Concession. ”

Li Hengzhi hugged his fists and smiled.

Wang Hui's face was not very good-looking, he reluctantly hugged his fist, and returned to his seat as if flying.

"It's really expected. ”

Mao Wenjing glanced at Shi Xiaole's side face, and had to admit that her eyesight was indeed inferior to the other party.

Battles in the open field are fought one after another, without intervals in between.

Most of the young people present came with the mentality of making a name for themselves, so they naturally refused to let go of this opportunity. Even seeing someone play ahead of them will make many people anxious.

In the midst of cheers, the time quickly came to noon.

The names of three people were thoroughly remembered.

The first person was Chu Lin, a disciple of the Changfeng Sect. Although he is already twenty years old, Chu Lin's cultivation has reached the first level of the Qi Acceptance Realm after all, and with the Changfeng Three Swords, he has played seven battles so far, and he has not met an opponent.

The second person, named Jiang Qingzhou, is a disciple of the Cloud Sword Pavilion. This son had to hide his qi and cultivate eightfold, but he won five games in a row, and even defeated a disciple who was one heavy qi, shocking many people's jaws.

The third person, named Tao Ding, is a disciple of the Flame Gate, with a lazy appearance, but he shoots quickly and ruthlessly, and he also appears five times, and there is no enemy of the Triad under his subordinates.

"It is worthy of the meeting of the clouds, and in just one morning, three heroes appeared. ”

"The strength of these three people is definitely ranked first among the second-level junjie. ”

There was a lot of talk and a lot of praise in words.

After defeating the sixth opponent lightly, Tao Ding did not end up, but suddenly looked in the direction where the Sword Painting Sect was located, revealing a sly smile.