The sun over Nanhua Mountain was slightly obscured by a drifting dark cloud.

In the crowd of the academy, a disciple walked out, about thirty years old, with a white face and delicate eyebrows, and jumped lightly, and after coming to the ring, he hugged his fist towards the opponent of the Sword Sect, and did not speak, quietly waiting for the start of the ......

"Oh my God, the phase stream master has made a move!"

"Xiangliu Bachelor is the previous head of my Le Palace, and he automatically withdrew from the foundation building period in order to break through to the cultivation level, I heard that he practiced the ninth layer of qi to the foundation building period, and it only took three years!"

"It turns out that this is Xiangliu, I also met by chance, but this bachelor doesn't like words, and he is silent. ”

"Hmph, Bachelor Xiangliu is a real genius, and there is great hope for this battle!"

The people present at the academy suddenly became excited one by one and began to cheer.

The people of the Sword Sect also concentrated their attention and began to watch the battle, after all, when it came to the foundation building period, these combat experiences were worth learning.

At this moment, in the Sword Sect, a mediocre man with a plain appearance opened his mouth slightly and said: "This Battle Sword Sect needs victory, and it also needs the victory of destroying the ancient era, you directly use all means, don't leave your hands behind!"

When the arrogant Dao Sect Foundation Building Stage monk on the stage heard this, he turned around slightly and bowed his hand to the promise.

At this moment, everyone was taken aback, who was this? The genius of the Sword Sect, who was also in the foundation building period, why was he so convinced?

Xiangliu also shrank his pupils, if he could defeat the previous few people, he should also meet the person in the audience, but he gave me the feeling that it was very ordinary, ordinary to the point of being extremely uneasy......

But it is this kind of ordinariness that invisibly puts pressure on people.

Lin Pinghe also looked at the mediocre man who suddenly spoke out from a high place, his eyes flashed, interesting, there are so many hidden breathing techniques in the Sword Sect, I met one in the Xu family at the beginning, and now this person who seems to be the leader among the disciples will also.

However, it is important to sweep the floor, hurry up and sweep the circle of mountain roads behind the mountain, and you can still rush back and see the ending.

Having made up his mind, Lin Pinghe no longer paid attention to the ring slowly, and climbed the winding path, and one by one whirlwinds rose at the end of the broom, sweeping away the debris on the ground.

Just when Lin Pinghe went to the corner of the mountain and couldn't look directly at the ring, the Sword Sect showed his extraordinary strength.

The disciple of the Sword Sect on the stage had a serious expression, his momentum continued to rise, his clothes were hunting, and a big knife was slanting on the ground.

"Boom!"

As soon as the fighting method began, it directly entered a fierce state.

You come and go in the ring, and the two rapidly flashing figures are constantly changing directions.

Some low-level disciples who practiced qi couldn't see the battle situation clearly at all, and their faces were at a loss.

Directly feel all kinds of spiritual lights flickering, dazzling and dazzling.

Lin Pinghe heard the roar of the battle from a long distance.

Gradually, however, the sound did not last long before it stopped, and the whole foothills fell into a brief silence......

After Lin Pinghe cleaned this section of the back-shaded mountain road, he turned to the front leisurely, which was closer to the martial arts ring, and naturally saw the situation at the scene.

Xiangliu was defeated, and he was defeated so quickly!

Of course, the opponent's appearance is also very miserable, his clothes are blown up and tattered, but his breath is still strong, and it seems that it is just a simple flesh wound, and there is not much loss of strength at all.

At this moment, some people in the academy couldn't believe it!

"Could it be that my academy has fallen to such a point?

"It's not vulnerable, it's just that it has been suppressed in recent years, I still believe that the academy is majestic, and sooner or later it will be reorganized!"

"Hehe, this is not suppressed, it is hanged, you look at the position of those guys in the Sword Sect, it is obvious that there are two people next to the leader, maybe they have at least four foundation building periods!"

There are really many people in the academy who still have some knowledge, even if they don't have the strength to find out, but the perception and inference are not much worse.

As soon as he said this, many people gasped again.......

"That's good!"

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be the last Wang Qianxun to fight in a wheel battle, one dozen four?"

Everyone around was silent, no one answered the questioner, and everyone knew that this was most likely the case......

There are about 200 bachelors in the academy, but most of them are between 50 and 100 years old, under 50, and there are only two recently! Compared with the Sword Sect, it is at least twice as few.

Vice Dean Qin was sitting on the stands, his eyes flashed, and he inadvertently swept past Lin Pinghe, who was sweeping the floor not far away, and finally stopped at a white-shirted bachelor!

This is the first person under the age of 50 in the academy, Wang Qianxun!

Wang Qianxun slowly walked out of the crowd, slowly walked into the ring, and walked very seriously.

Since he was a child, he has been the proud son of his age, a well-deserved genius! He was also taken care of by many elders in Nanhua Mountain, and only when he stepped into the foundation building period, he was given a low-level magic weapon -- an ink-painted scabbard......

Wang Qianxun is also the head of the last painting hall, and he is deeply loved by the master of the painting sword hall, and there are many true legends.

Although the doorman was a little desperate, he still mustered up his spirit and kept cheering.

The two of them didn't have the heart to say much in the ring, Wang Qianxun just said lightly: "Please!" When the meaning came, he began to shoot.

There is not any sword on the waist of this genius of the painting hall, but there is a scroll painting hanging at one end, as if there is a sword hilt, this is the ink painting scabbard, which can continue to condense the powerful ink sword according to his own cultivation.

Wang Qianxun held the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled it out, only to see an ink-colored long sword, with the picture scroll as the scabbard, slowly appearing.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, ink-colored lotus flowers emerged from the soles of his feet, and these lotus flowers quickly rose into the air, immediately swelling up, hovering around them, the edges of the lotus petals were a little pale in color, and from a distance, they looked like the blades that had just been sharpened by a whetstone.

Sure enough, a trace of sword qi emanated from each ink lotus petal, and at this moment, the white-shirted swordsman was windless and automatic, and his momentum was high.

The students in the audience looked up, but there was a kind of chic that would never return, and they only hated their own strength, otherwise, they would have to fight with their lives and fight with the people of the Sword Sect. But it's just helpless......

The Great Elder of the Wild Sword looked at Wang Qianxun and said, "This little doll has a bit of a meaning of drawing a sword, but ...... Look! ”

Vice President Qin responded with a calm face: "Now is the best shape for him. If he is like a god, he will never be him, and he will never become the next painting sword!"

The Great Elder of the Desolate Sword smiled and said no more.

A bachelor watching the battle was envious: "I didn't expect Wang Qianxun to actually learn the Molian sword qi that is matched with this magic weapon, it's really amazing!"

..........

At this time, Wang Qianxun shouted softly: "Sacrifice!" The long ink sword was erected in front of him.

At this moment, the ink lotus petals that were hovering around suddenly turned rapidly, and one after another black sword qi shot towards the foundation building disciple of the Sword Sect like a storm.

The disciple's face was as usual, his body retreated sharply, his hands quickly sealed, and shouted: "Yukong Knife Curtain!" I saw that among his two sleeves, more than a dozen flying knives flew out of his two sleeves, "whoosh~", and each light rose sharply, turning into a knife curtain to intercept the comer.

The sword qi carried by those ink lotus petals was blocked by the knife curtain, "pop~", "pop~" was like the sound of mud falling to the ground, and the ink lotus petals turned into drops of ink on the knife curtain, but the ink could still move on its own, meandering to avoid the knife curtain, and finally turned into the original black sword qi and continued to attack the disciples of the sword sect.

"Okay! Master Wang is mighty!"

"Turn the tide!"

......

When the people in the audience saw the magic of this spell, they couldn't help but applaud loudly.

The face of the disciple of the Sword Sect changed greatly, and his body exploded, but the speed of the ink sword was faster, and he was bombarded by a large amount of sword qi.

"Bang!"

The talisman exploded, and the powerful qi wave affected the tracking of the ink-colored sword qi, and with the power of the qi wave, although the disciple vomited a large mouthful of blood, he turned over, dodged a large number of ink swords, and kicked under his feet, approaching Wang Qianxun.

Wang Qianxun looked at the disciples approaching him, and he was not in a hurry to stop or retreat, and said with a flat face: "What's the use of you getting close to me?

After that, the ink-colored long sword in his hand stabbed, leaving only the hilt, and the ink-colored sword body flew out, and in mid-air, it transformed into a large number of thinner ink swords and flew out, shooting away without dead ends.

It's too fast, and it's too close, to make it impossible to form a strong defense.

The disciple smiled fiercely, ignoring the flying ink sword, without too much defensive action, and roared, "It's enough to be so close!"

I saw two talismans in his left hand, quickly sticking to his heart and skull, and grabbing a thick stack of bursting talismans in his right hand, smiling and pouring spiritual power, and throwing it towards the ink sword.

Wang Qianxun's face was rarely shocked, and his first reaction was how many spirit stones can he afford? Immediately after, he didn't have time to have other ideas, his instinct was general, his hands flashed wildly, and he crossed in front of him, urging the remaining ink lotus under his feet, which rotated and swelled rapidly, forming a defense in front of him......

"Boom~", "Boom~", "Boom~", "Boom~".......

The dense popping sound continued to resound for two breaths, and the ground at the center of the explosion was visibly dented, and a large amount of rubble dust flew and shot indiscriminately.

The people around looked dumbfounded, although there was no prohibition on the use of talismans, but ...... That's too much!

Some people completely express their dissatisfaction, or even the meaning of cheating, on their faces.

Vice Dean Qin, who was in the stands, finally couldn't help but say, "Is this disciple of your Sword Sect specialized in buying and selling talismans?"

The Great Elder of the Wild Sword smiled and said, "I don't know much about this, the disciples below have some side jobs and earn some spirit stones, I never care." ”

........

It took another five or six breaths before the dust flying in the air slowly fell, and the original gray mist on the ring became clearly visible.

I saw that at both ends of the crater formed by the explosion, a person was lying on each side.

Wang Qianxun still had a strong spiritual power, forcibly supported the ground, supported half of his body, covered in blood, his hair was scattered, and the corners of his mouth were bloody.

The disciple of the Sword Sect was even more miserable, lying on the ground silent, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

At this moment, the winner is decided. The two disciples of the Sword Sect hurriedly came to the stage, and without probing the lives of their fellow disciples, they directly carried them down first.

Wang Qianxun looked at the disciples of the Sword Sect who were carried down, spit out a mouthful of blood, supported the ground, slowly stood up, bent down slightly, and looked at the Sword Sect team.......

At this moment, a person came out of the Sword Sect team again, walked up to the stage under the desperate gaze of everyone in the academy, and said word by word: "Wang Qianxun, you are indeed very strong, so close, more than sixty top-level burst talismans that can kill the high-level Qi cultivation period did not kill you!"

The person who came out continued: "Introduce yourself, under Shen Mingyuan, the 50-year-old root bone of the Sword Sect, he is the third person!"

Wang Qianxun reluctantly raised his head and said slowly: "Third person, I see you, like me, are also completing the first third of the initial stage of foundation building, the step of spiritual qi refining skin." Unexpectedly, in the past fifty years, the Sword Sect has improved so much. ”

In the first three steps of foundation building, spiritual power is integrated into the skin, bones, and tendons, and only when the three elements of the physical body surface are strengthened, and the slightest bit of spiritual energy cannot continue to increase the content of spiritual energy, it can be considered successful. The strength of the physical body during the foundation building period will also get a qualitative leap compared to the qi training period!

Shen Mingyuan bowed his head and said: "When you were at your peak, you could still fight with me to win or lose, now...... Will you still be able to stand firm?"

Wang Qianxun didn't say that the Sword Sect disciples used so many talismans to cheat or something like that, and the cultivation world was still the jungle and the jungle, adding jokes in vain, but just insisted: "If I don't die, I can fight!"

"There is no point in sending people to death knowing the result. Shen Mingyuan said coldly: "I don't want to push you down, you can admit defeat yourself!"

Where is Wang Qianxun willing to admit defeat, the academy is in the realm of the foundation building period, and he is qualified to play, if he admits defeat and says it, it means that this competition has failed, not only losing an important spiritual mine, but also making the academy's momentum plummet, how can he face the people of the academy and the master of the painting sword hall!

Wang Qianxun held his head high, looked at the sky hard, and said word by word: "Fight first, then speak!"

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