At the last moment, the leading disciple known as "Senior Brother Cheng" was still in the audience.

The next moment, this person's figure moved, and he had already appeared in the ring.

I saw that there were thousands of dazzling white rays flickering together in all directions, and people couldn't help but squint their eyes......

At the same time, some magic weapons close to the ring suddenly screamed and trembled, as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and frantically issued a warning.

The people of Nanhua Mountain only felt that under the white light, their own surging blood suddenly stagnated, their faces turned pale, and their cultivation was like snow under the sun, which melted in an instant, and it was unsustainable.

The white mang slowly dissipated, and the leading "Senior Brother Cheng", with a roll of gold-rimmed black robes, stood proudly in front of everyone.

He stood there, and he didn't make much of a gesture, but the invisible force field filled the surroundings, shocking people's hearts, and the black robe with gold edges slowly fluttered, like a white hole, generating a huge repulsive force, making it difficult for those who approached to stand firmly, as if kneeling down and surrendering could avoid this coercion and oppression,

Some of the approaching magic weapons trembled out of the high temperature, and the surrounding people felt pain in their palms, and couldn't help but let go, and the magic weapons did not make any other movements, as if they were visiting the king, lying on the ground and trembling.

Some disciples hurriedly cast spells, trying to recall their magic weapons, but it was difficult to improve and completely lost control......

The golden-robed man stood with his hands in his hands, looked around, and said indifferently: "The Sword Sect has become a Qiankun, and I would like to teach you Nanhua Mountain Daoists!"

A Nanhuamen man who had lost the magic weapon was shocked and said: "Such a strong cultivation, such a strong will, and such a strong exercise, can actually make the magic weapon surrender!"

Nanhua Juzi, who was not far away, suddenly glared at him, and suddenly said: "It turned out to be him! Qiankun Yuanjun! The first person in the Sword Sect in the past ten years! This person's skills can absorb the world's weapons and refine them into the body, but whoever is an enemy with him will be cowardly before fighting! Now it seems that the name is well deserved!"

"It's him!" many Nanhuamen people gasped......

The name of Cheng Qiankun is extremely loud among the young monks in the Holy Land, although there are not many people who have seen him in person, but after going out to practice for a long time, he naturally admires the name for a long time.

His fame lies not only in the existence of the top fifty in the Hundred Sect Pavilion Abyss List, but also in his young age, he is a master in the early stage of foundation building at the age of twenty-three, and he has the ability to spy on Jindan Avenue before his longevity is exhausted!

This person left the Sword Sect for the first time to practice, and with the realm of the second layer of Qi training, he killed the leader of the horse thieves of the fifth layer of Qi cultivation and many monks of the same level of the second and third layers, and his reputation was small.

Later, his cultivation speed was extremely fast, and he broke through to the ninth layer of Qi cultivation within three years, and fought against the two foundation building period monks of the Yin and Yang Sect who ambushed him without being defeated, and his combat power was monstrous, and he became famous since then.

After breaking through to the foundation building period, he went to Baizong Pavilion to unveil the list and take on the task, and killed the middle stage of foundation building several times with the cultivation of the early stage of foundation building, and many places in the holy land world left his story, which became popular, and a name gradually appeared - Qiankun Yuanjun!

While inheriting the strong deeds of the Sword Sect, he also made himself slowly become a unique leader of the younger generation of the Sword Sect!

At this time, more and more people from Nanhua Mountain Gate reacted, and it turned out that this ordinary-looking person was the famous Qiankun Yuanjun!

A Nanhua raised his son and subconsciously said: "Lin Gray Robe is in danger!"

Many people who were still applauding Lin Ping were secretly worried: they only hoped that Lin Gray would not be killed by his blow, and the current Qiankun Yuanjun could only fight against him in the late stage of foundation building!

At this moment, Cheng Qiankun was a strong cultivator to suppress the audience, and even the bachelor who maintained order in the ring next to him felt pressure.

I saw an astonishing look burst out in Cheng Qiankun's eyes, as dazzling as the strong light of the high sun, making it difficult for ordinary students to look at each other, and asked with his chin slightly raised, "Your name is Lin Pinghe?"

Lin Pinghe seemed to be isolated from the world, and he didn't feel any pressure at all, nodded lightly, and praised with a chuckle: "Smart!"

Cheng Qiankun was dissatisfied, frowned, took a step forward, and the gaze that burst out of his eyes became more and more intense and dazzling.

"Bang!", "Bang!" Suddenly, some poor-quality magic weapons were invisibly pressed like stone slabs on the ground, and shattered because of trembling.

Many people only have magic weapons to protect their bodies, and they have been cultivated for a long time, and their hearts and minds are connected. At this moment, I only felt a tingling pain in my mind, and I couldn't help but flush my face, and I was suddenly attacked and injured.

Finally, a man couldn't help but glare: "Qiankun Yuanjun, what do you mean by this?

Someone spoke out, and naturally someone echoed it, and the group was brave for a while......

Cheng Qiankun glanced coldly at everyone in all directions, and finally his eyes fell on the first person to speak: "It's really a noisy ant, if you don't accept it, come up and fight!"

Na Juzi just wanted to continue to scare him, only to hear Cheng Qiankun snort angrily, Na Juzi suddenly felt that the sky seemed to fall, and the whole ear kept echoing that angry snort, and he directly spit out a mouthful of blood, was sluggish, and was paralyzed backwards.

The surrounding Nanhuamen people hurriedly supported and healed him, and glared angrily at the golden-robed man on the stage, but no one said anything for a while......

Cheng Qiankun's cold face showed a hint of disdain: "Something that doesn't measure itself!"

The dazzling white needles radiated from every pore on Cheng Qiankun Zhou's body, making his whole person seem to be coated with a layer of holy brilliance.

All the disciples of the Sword Sect looked at the "Senior Brother Cheng" above with respect and fear. In order to practice this kind of weapon-devouring exercise, this "Senior Brother Cheng" endured the severe pain of ten thousand swords entering the body and ten thousand swords adding to the body all the year round, and used a cultivation method that was almost like suicide, and it took nine deaths to cultivate this exercise to an extremely high level and obtain such a powerful cultivation.

is so ruthless to himself, and he is even more ruthless to others. Even many of the same sects of the Sword Sect are also afraid of abnormalities.

A disciple of the Sword Sect muttered, "I don't know how far Senior Brother Cheng's combat power has reached, I'm afraid that he can compare to a monk in the second realm of the late stage of foundation building, right?"

Another disciple said solemnly: "Senior Brother Cheng is the first person in the Sword Sect to cultivate that exercise to such a realm, without the experience of our predecessors, it is difficult for us to figure it out!"

Some people even smiled and said: "It's hard for us to figure it out, and those people in Nanhua can't figure out the strength of senior brothers, so they can only slap their swollen faces and become fat - hard support, and they are afraid and don't dare to run!"

At this moment, the momentum around Cheng Qiankun was still rising, making it difficult for people to look directly, and the ground around him began to crack automatically, and some broken gravel slowly suspended and lost the gravitational pull on the surface.

The people in Nanhua around them looked at each other even more, although they didn't quite understand the strength of this kind of exercise, and they didn't know the details of it, but the power before this attack made people feel terrible! Is this the cultivation of the foundation building period? Some of their own bachelors are far inferior!

Everyone is sweating for Lin Pinghe, it is better to surrender directly and save a life.

Guo Han secretly made up his mind early, clenched his fists slightly, if it was a critical moment, he would save him if he didn't want to fight his body!

Even Vice President Qin on the high platform didn't know the bottom of his heart, whether Lin Ping and this kid could do it, don't kill him on the spot.

At this moment, I am afraid that only Lin Pinghe's heart is the most calm, more than a year of Nanhua Mountain meditation, it has been a long time since he has gone all out, when he was at the tenth level of the Qi cultivation period, he was able to kill the human cultivators in the first realm of the foundation building period with his hands, and he fought hard to kill the ghost cultivators who were equivalent to the strength of the middle stage of the human foundation building period.

Later, he broke through to the foundation building period, as if breaking a barrier, the perception was more subtle, the strength of the aura was more condensed, and the perception of the qualitative changes of the spiritual power of heaven and earth was obtained, and the ability to control the spiritual power improved by leaps and bounds.

In addition to the spiritual power, he also got a mastery at the bottom of the box from Zhang Fuxiang - "Lingxi One Sword", this sword technique only has one sword, but this sword needs to control most of the spiritual power in the whole body to use a special operation route, condensed at one point, and break the surface with a point. How deep the spiritual power cultivation is, how majestic the spiritual power that controls the condensation, how strong this sword is!

In the dazzling white light, Cheng Qiankun's indifferent voice came out: "I don't like to rub in, I just want to end with one blow, if you don't leave anything under my blow, I will be very bored, and I will be deeply disappointed in this trip to Nanhua!"

After saying this, the Nanhua students dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and their strength was here. On the other hand, although the people of the Sword Sect are also in awe, they are more proud of being a member of the Sword Sect!

A disciple of the Sword Sect said fanatically: "Senior Brother Cheng will win, and the Sword Sect will win!"

Immediately afterwards, many disciples of the Sword Sect shouted: "Senior Brother Cheng will win, and the Sword Sect will win!"

The shouts of dozens of people actually overwhelmed the hustle and bustle of the thousands of Nanhuamen people present.......

The faces of the people in Nanhuamen couldn't help but become even more ugly.

Vice Dean Qin touched his fluttering beard, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Lin Pinghe, who was dressed in a gray robe, looked leisurely, habitually made a circle around his wrist with the broom handle, and said with a broom in both hands: "Oh? Then you can try it, under one blow, what do I have left?" ”

"Okay!" Cheng Qiankun stared at the gray-robed miscellaneous servant and shouted in a deep voice. This person can be so indifferent under his own coercion, he has some ability, and he has to go all out when he makes a move!

I saw that thousands of white rays all over his body began to tremble, ready to go, like the sun shining on everything.

In the next moment, a huge sword qi composed of tens of thousands of white rays struck out.

The heat is dazzling, dazzling!

Different from the ordinary sword qi of other Sword Sect disciples, this sword qi has its own specific power, and the powerful essence, qi, and spirit of the person who makes the move are indispensable.

It's just that the mixed sword wind is terrifying, forcing the surrounding spectators to retreat in fear.

This sword qi was like a spirit, automatically blocking the space, enveloping the range, as if time had stood still, and the flying gravel dust was also fixed in the air.

Lin Pinghe's pupils lit up with golden light, his eyes suddenly understood and understood, his face was indifferent, his left hand held a broom, his right hand shook, most of the spiritual power in his body surged, and he saw a light yellow light flashing in his right hand, and a sword of spiritual rhinos!

Everyone only listened to "Boom!" | Boom!", "Boom!", I didn't see any explosions anywhere, but the explosion and roar in my ears were constant, and the pale yellow sword light in the ring changed from big to small, condensed a little, and tens of thousands of swords were also synthesized together, like dragonflies dotting water, and like a thousand mountains and Sumeru.

Lin Pinghe snorted lightly, and merged with the sword and the tip of the sword, lifting the weight like light, and the whole person turned into a pale yellow light, breaking through the endless sword qi and tens of millions of white mangs!

A little bit of spirit, a little bit of a broken world, the stones rolled, and returned to calm.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, the pale yellow sword light and the monstrous white light dissipated together.

Cheng Qiankun's figure quickly retreated backwards, and after he re-established, there were more doubts and confusion in his eyes......

When he came back to his senses, his face suddenly became extremely fierce, and his devouring eyes stared at Lin Pinghe.

I saw that on his face, a red blood mark that was not thin or thick was clearly visible, oozing a faint blood, which was clearly pulled out alive by Lin Pinghe with something he didn't know!

At this moment, the audience was silent......

Lin Pinghe held a broom in his left hand, looked at Cheng Qiankun calmly, and said softly: "Or, you try again?"

Cheng Qiankun's eyes were bloodshot, he was furious, he let out a roar, his whole body breath was tyrannical, he was a knife, and he flew again!

On the wide ring, the pale yellow sword light reappeared, and an unknown roar arose.

"Smack!", "Smack!"......

The two switched places on the stage.

A group of Sword Sect disciples were stunned at the moment, their thinking was a little stagnant, and they saw Senior Brother Cheng, who was still domineering and invincible a moment ago, at this time, there were two more blood marks on his face, a total of three, staggered on his face, a miserable appearance, although he originally looked ordinary, but his temperament was breathtaking, his hair was scattered at the moment, and his eyes were distracted, which really made people not know what to say.

Cheng Qiankun's mind was concussed when he was beaten, his eyes were red, and he roared angrily: "I have to kill you!" I saw that he continued to surge the spiritual power of his whole body, put his palms together, raised them in front of his forehead, and tried his best to use his palms as knives.

His own body is refined by ten thousand treasures, which is comparable to the strength of the top spiritual treasure, this blow, give up the defense below the chest and abdomen, resist an attack, concentrate all his strength on the upper body, and do not ask for the whole body to retreat, as long as he can cut this damn gray-robed miscellaneous servant with a knife, even if he is seriously injured, it is enough!

The corners of Lin Pinghe's mouth curled, his right hand shook, and he was not afraid, and he stepped up with his palms.

Accompanied by two sounds of "boom!" and "boom!", only a restrained muffled hum was heard......

The next moment, everyone present saw that there was a blood hole in the center of Cheng Qiankun's eyebrows and two palms, and he was pierced by something!

The Great Elder of the Wild Knife was startled, but when he probed his divine sense, he found that the palm of his hand was indeed pierced, but the center of his eyebrows was only a flesh wound, and the other party's subordinates showed mercy and did not ask for their lives.

The other people also found out from Cheng Qiankun's eyebrows that he had not been killed, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief for him, but they suddenly realized that the person they were worried about had quietly changed......

Lin Pinghe had no sorrow or joy, and said lightly: "Do you want to try?"