At night, the full moon hangs high, and the moonlight shines, bringing out a sense of worry from the brightness, as if telling a person's mood!

The high hall of despair is even more intuitive, there is a special martial arts platform here, which is the place where Wan Qian and others usually practice swords, and it is extremely empty.

At this moment, the head Wan Qing stood on the side of the stage with Cang Song and a few disciples, watching the huge full moon while waiting patiently.

On the stage, Wan Qian was very calm, wrapped in spiritual light, and looked more and more hazy from a distance. After the battle the day before yesterday, he knew very well that although his junior brother seemed ordinary, his true strength was by no means below him, and there was even a doubt in his heart, was the strength exerted by Yuan Qi in that battle really just demonic chaos?

"That kid won't be afraid of war, so he won't dare to come!" After waiting for a long time, Cang Song couldn't help but ridicule.

"He'll come!" Wan Ting said affirmatively, looking at the huge moon in the sky.

"Senior sister said he would come, he would come!" Wan Ling'er hugged Wan Ting, glared at Cang Song and said.

"That's not necessarily!" Cang Song smiled, "I've waited so long, and I haven't seen anyone!"

Wan Qing returned to his thoughts, glanced at everyone, and said slowly: "If a person has an obsession in his heart, he will inevitably have no hesitation, I think that Yuan Qi's obsession is difficult to eliminate, so I will give him such a chance!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure appeared in the sky in the distance, flying towards here! I saw Yuan Qi's white clothes like snow, slowly falling, he was very calm, as if nothing could interrupt his state of mind at the moment, a black Xuantie sword was held in his hand, it was the heavy sword that Tuke had prepared to train him.

Wan Qian looked at Yuan Qi, his face suddenly became solemn, and the cyan sword in his hand actually emitted a dragon roar.

"Senior brother, why did you pass on the Qinglong Sword, it's something left over from the senior brother back then!" Cang Song said in shock.

Wan Qing didn't respond, but Ling'er behind him was rarely quiet, she stared at the cyan sword, and there was a trace of tears in her eyes, as if she saw a relative. Wan Ting has a deep relationship with Ling'er, and has some understanding of her life experience, seeing that Ling'er is sad, she hurriedly hugged her shoulders and comforted her softly.

"What's wrong, Ling'er?" Mo Li wondered.

"That's her father's relic!" Wan Ting said.

"Ahh

Wan Qing waved his hand, didn't say anything, looked at the two people in the field were already in place, and said slowly: "Let's start!"

"Senior Brother Wan, I'm offended!" Yuan Qi said apologetically, his gaze moved away from the Qinglong Sword, stared at Wan Qian, and bowed.

Wan Qian smiled faintly, also saluted Yuan Qi, and said: "Senior brother, don't be polite, I didn't fight happily last time, and this time I want to compete with you for my brother." As he spoke, he raised the Qinglong Sword slightly, and waved a sword flower at will.

Yuan Qi regained his composure, the Xuantie Sword raised slightly, pointed at Wan Qian from afar, pushed violently, and used this heavy sword as a sharp blade, shooting over, and at the same time he did not stop, his body followed the sword, swallowing silver light between his palms, and quickly converged.

Wan Qian concentrated his energy, forming an air shield outside his body, he didn't care about the attacking heavy sword, and stepped on it with a relay method, like a springboard, helping him to leap, and a soaring sword intent gathered momentum and rushed towards Yuan Qi.

The opening is passive, this is Wan Qian's strength, Yuan Qi stopped from the void, shook his left arm violently, and in an instant, the entire arm was filled with a stream of blood, and he crossed towards the sword qi that came from the top of his head, and at the same time, the momentum of his right palm did not decrease, and he clenched it violently, and went straight up against the current, blasting into the air.

"Touch!" A sword, an arm and two fists collided, setting off a storm, making some disciples outside the arena couldn't help but retreat, they were all shocked, the duel between these two people was already so fierce at the beginning.

"The blood light on his left arm is not the remnants of the demonic qi of that day!" Cang Song pointed at Yuan Qi and asked in a deep voice.

"You don't want to talk nonsense, it's a blood cover, it's a kind of defense method formed by gathering his own blood and qi in the wilderness, his cultivation is still shallow, he can only condense to his left arm, if Tuke casts it, the blood qi will envelop the whole body!" Wan Qing said, "This method is extremely demanding on people's physique, I really don't know how he cultivated!"

On the stage, the two people were in a stalemate. Suddenly, Yuan Qi lowered his head slightly, hiding the flash of silver light in his eyes!

Wan Qian's face changed, he suddenly had a feeling of cold hair standing up, and he hurriedly moved away, and saw a fierce sword qi descending from the sky and falling on the position he had just played, which was the Xuantie heavy sword that Yuan Qi had played before.

"What a strong sense of control!" Wan Qian was shocked, he didn't expect Yuan Qi to have the strength to control the sword when he was fighting against him, and this alone was something that few people could match.

Yuan Qi lowered his head and glanced at his hands, he felt his right hand tremble slightly, and there was also a tingling pain in his left arm, in the confrontation just now, he still suffered a dark loss! But his face remained calm all the time, as if it had no effect at all, and he clenched the Xuantie Sword and rushed forward again.

"It's really strong enough!" Wan Qian muttered to himself, his eyes narrowed slightly, his hand pinched the sword technique, and greeted him.

Under the full moon, the two of them swayed up, whether it was the sword, the sky, or the swordsmanship competition, they all played to the fullest, and finally they simply gave up the sword and fought their fists, two swords, two people, and rose in the air. Let everyone be fascinated by it.

"It's really unexpected that this Yuan Qi actually has such strength!" Cang Song was very surprised.

"From this point of view, it's not impossible to win!" said Dharma Protector Yunfan.

"Read on!" Wan Qing smiled and didn't say anything.

The battle situation was about to split, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than 100 rounds, in the face of Wan Qian's domineering pressure, Yuan Qi gradually felt overwhelmed, after all, where his realm was poor, this is a fact!

On the other hand, Wan Qian became more and more courageous the more he fought, he soared again, gathering the spiritual power in his body, and the whole person was like a wild goose, covering the moonlight above Yuan Qi's head.

Yuan Qi was in the shadows, instinctively feeling uncomfortable, he didn't have time to think about it, he tried to hit the sword waves, gathered them, and shouted: "Float and sink and break!"

In the upper middle, Wan Qian's figure became a little blurred, he clenched the green dragon sword with both hands, his eyes were regretful but very firm, and he stabbed out violently, and saw a cyan sword qi, turning into a green dragon, after devouring Yuan Qi's sword qi, it seemed to be even stronger, and rushed towards Yuan Qi below.

"Ah!!" In a moment, Yuan Qi roared, condensing the blood qi all over his body, and behind his head, a black seed appeared, and the two eyes on it emitted an evil light, and it was this evil that helped him resist this blow stubbornly.

"Quick, he's enchanted, kill him!" shouted Cangsong.

"No!" Two voices sounded at the same time, it was Wan Ting and Mo Li.

Wan Qing looked at the black seed and wondered, why didn't he notice it before?

"Master, are you giving him a chance!" Wan Ting didn't care about anything else, and pleaded with Wan Qing.

"Nonsense!" Cang Song scolded angrily, "Since ancient times, there is no possibility of turning back at all, even if it is a short turn, the remaining demonic energy in his body will lead him to darkness sooner or later!"

"Don't be dry!" Wan Qing said in a deep voice, he still didn't say anything, but just saw the signal to continue watching.

In the field, Yuan Qi looked a little lonely, his eyes were replaced by blood, exuding bursts of murderous aura.

"Senior Brother Yuan, wake up!" Wan Qian stood opposite and shouted.

"Hahaha! cough!" Yuan Qi laughed uncontrollably, and suddenly coughed twice, Wan Qian's voice seemed to have played a little role, he clenched his fists, his body trembled violently, and there seemed to be two consciousnesses fighting in his body, and at the same time, on his chest, a jade pendant emitted a silver light, gradually enveloping his whole body, covering up the blood light.

"What the hell is going on!" Everyone was puzzled, the contrast between before and after was too great!

"Such a strong perseverance, the demonic nature actually didn't control him, and he was eaten by him!" Wan Qing was shocked.

"How is this possible, there is such a thing!" Cang Song couldn't believe it.

Wan Ting looked at the figure in the silver light worriedly, thoughtfully.

"Senior sister, what's wrong with your Qing Ying Sword!" Ling'er pointed to the sword on Wan Ting's waist and found that the Qing Ying Sword was trembling violently.

Wan Ting hurriedly pulled out the Qingying Sword, and the sword body suddenly broke out of her control, and flew into the air on its own, spinning.

"Qing Ming loves the moon, such a reaction, it must have sensed something, just wait a minute!" Wan Qing said.

On the stage, Yuan Qi finally returned to normal, his eyes were like starlight, and the moonlight in the sky gave people an illusion of fading under his influence.

"Unexpectedly, the Qingming Mind Method was actually comprehended by him to this layer!" Wan Qing was amazed, seeing that others were puzzled, he explained again, "The Qingming Sword Method is divided into three stages, Feeling the Moon, Guiding the Moon, and Sacrificing the Moon!

As he spoke, something flew in the air and fell into Yuan Qi's hand, it was the dustless sword he had lost, he gently stroked the sword body, and looked at the Qingying Ancient Sword that was spinning in the air, thoughtfully.

"Senior Brother Yuan, are you alright?" asked Wan Qian.

"It's okay, I can continue!" Yuan Qi gently grasped the hilt of the sword, smeared a silver light in the void, and said, "Senior brother, be careful, I'm going to make a move next!"

"Okay! come on?" Wan Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes once again emitted a frenzied aura, staring at Yuan Qi opposite.

Yuan started, he stepped on the green cloud step, the whole person became erratic, between the left and right, the sword qi shrouded Wan Qian.

Wan Qian fought happily, he did not retreat but advanced, playing a dragon shadow, chasing Yuan Qi, so that the sound of the dragon's groan resounded through the world.

"Half Moon!" Yuan Qi Silver Dasheng, violently swung out a sword, and he retreated at lightning speed, widening the distance, and then sealed his hands, and on the martial arts stage, countless gravels floated around Wan Qian under his control.

Wan Qian only felt that the things in front of him had changed greatly, as if he was in the middle of the mire, his movements were a little sluggish, and he quickly took off into the air, trying to get out of the magic circle that suddenly appeared.

Below, Yuan Qi sacrificed the moonlight pendant and let it absorb the moonlight, and at the same time his right hand rotated, quickly gathered the surrounding moonlight, forming a silver vortex, facing Wan Qian in the air, the whirlpool mouth, Yuan Qi held the dustless sword, and split out a sword qi, with the movement of that sword qi, the silver vortex quickly merged into the sword qi, and strengthened the sword.

"Full Moon Slash!" Wan Ting couldn't believe it, he was familiar with the Qingying Sword Technique, and naturally knew that this was the most powerful move in this set of Sword Techniques!

Wan Qian in mid-air, his face was never more solemn, he put away the Qinglong Sword, his hands slowly sealed, in order to incarnate Taiji, behind it, a huge Taiji diagram emerged, as the sword qi fell, the Taiji diagram sunken down, as Wan Qian roared, the Taiji diagram began to rotate violently, and the sword qi was bounced back like this.

"Yuan Qi!" Wan Ting exclaimed, she saw that Yuan Qi showed no signs of resistance, and she seemed to be frozen, allowing the sword qi to spread.

"Boom!" An explosion sounded, Wan Qian gasped heavily, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, the move just now consumed almost all his strength, and a pair of eyes stared at the fog in front of him.

"Senior brother, admit it!" Behind Wan Qian, a white figure appeared, it was Yuan Qi, he was very tired, he was also panting heavily, but he still tried to persevere.

Wan Qian was shocked, looked at the ruins in front of him, and gradually became clear: "Phantom Array!"

At the same time, he also thought that if Yuan Qi had attacked from behind just now, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yuan Qi stretched out a hand, pulled Wan Qian up, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Wan!"

"Senior Brother Yuan's formation, as expected, is worthy of its reputation, I admire my brother, I lost this battle!" Wan Qian glanced at Master Wan Qing and admitted very happily.

Yuan Qi smiled, and suddenly he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Wan Ting and others hurriedly came to the stage and looked at him with concern.

Yuan Qi retreated, took out the moonlight pendant from his arms, and desperately sucked the last bit of moonlight remaining in it, under his absorption, the moonlight pendant gradually became dim.

"I see, you can do it to lead the moon, it is completely with the help of this jade pendant to absorb, and now the body has been counterattacked, which will lead to serious injuries. Wan Qing glanced at the moonlight pendant, understood everything, and said in a deep voice, "All external forces have to pay a price!

However, Yuan Qi didn't care about it, spit out another mouthful of blood, and still held the moonlight pendant tightly with both hands.

Wan Ting was very moved, she remembered that when she was practicing the Qingying Sword Technique before, the moonstone shattered because she couldn't bear it. Now he is risking being eaten back to keep the moonlight pendant, which shows his heart.

"I'll come!" Wan Qing sat down cross-legged, injected a stream of spiritual energy into Yuan Qi's body, suppressed the riot in his body, and said, "Give him the golden pill to take, and stay in the Desperate Palace first, two or three days!"

"Senior brother, what about this trip down the mountain?" asked Cang Song.

"Allow him to go with him!" Wan Qing said lightly.