As soon as the sword light appeared, it arrived in front of Wang Chuan in a blink of an eye.

Wang Chuan exerted all his strength, but he did not dodge or dodge, and faced the overwhelming sword light.

There was a bang, Wang Chuan "kicked and kicked" and retreated five or six steps in a row, a trace of flush flashed on his face, the huge lightsaber of the three swords in one was extremely powerful, not under the meteorite technique, although Wang Chuan took it, he was also a little uncomfortable.

After colliding head-on with Wang Chuan's Taiyue sword, the lightsaber seemed to have suffered some damage, but it quickly adjusted its position, and the tip of the sword pointed diagonally at Wang Chuan, ready to attack again.

Wang Chuan ignored the churning of qi and blood in his body, his body flickered, and he did not retreat but advanced, unexpectedly approaching the huge lightsaber, and then lifted Taiyue high above the top, and slashed down, only to hear a loud sound of "dang", the lightsaber more than a zhang long was actually split back a few feet, the surface of the lightsaber seemed to be a little unstable, and the light flame trembled like a water wave.

Wang Chuan's unexpected move surprised Huang Ze, and he was caught off guard for a while, originally he was gathering mana to launch another lightsaber attack, this sudden blow heavy split made the lightsaber's charge was interrupted, under the induction of his mind, Huang Ze's face turned pale, his chest was faintly stuffy, and the mana that had finally been gathered was scattered everywhere.

Wang Chuan was unforgiving, and he kept slashing one sword after another, and the light flames on the surface of the huge lightsaber trembled more and more, and the body was faintly disrupting.

On the field, Wang Chuan has obviously taken the advantage, but Huang Ze has aroused a sense of anger in his chest, as the pride of the sky, with a body of forged gold, he has been shrouded in countless halos since he was a child, and has always been the object of envy and admiration of countless people, will he lose in the hands of a mere four-vein waste material?

Shame!

"I definitely can't lose!" Huang Ze forced himself to swallow the blood that rushed to his throat, regardless of the fierce mana, he actually planned to break the cauldron and fight for the internal injuries of the backlash, and would rather give up the next game than defeat Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan had just slashed down with another sword, and the lightsaber was even more dim, and he couldn't maintain his body when he saw it, maybe he would be torn apart with another sword.

Wang Chuan just breathed a sigh of relief, according to this situation, it was only a matter of time before he won. Who knew that the originally dying lightsaber suddenly shone brightly, and its momentum continued to rise, surpassing its original state in an instant.

"Oops!" If he takes another more powerful lightsaber, Wang Chuan estimates that he will at least suffer a heavy injury, even if he barely wins this time, a short period of time is not enough to recover from his injury, and he is afraid that he will not be able to participate in the next few competitions.

What does Huang Ze want to do? Yu Guang saw that the opponent on the opposite side was already like gold paper, and there were faint blood stains between the corners of his mouth, Wang Chuan didn't have time to think about it, and under the sudden turn of his mind, he could only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and at the moment, he couldn't care about the loss of Taiyin's power, and three Taiyin needles shot out one after another, piercing end to end into the lightsaber that was immediately gaining momentum.

Huang Zezheng endured the discomfort all over his body, gritted his teeth and urged the mana, and what he saw was immediately completed, ready to urge the lightsaber to strike a thunderous blow, fight with Wang Chuan, and cut off the path of this mountain boy.

The law duel had just been pinched halfway, and who knew that an extremely cold aura suddenly hit.

The mana that was struggling to maintain the operation of his body suddenly stagnated, and then dispersed in all directions, Huang Ze could no longer suppress the injuries in his body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the clothes on his chest red.

The lightsabers that were about to pounce in front of Wang Chuan screamed, and he could no longer maintain his form, and after a tremble, he turned into three golden lightsabers again.

"I lost ......" Huang Ze spit out three words dejectedly, and then staggered out of the ring, brushed away a few disciples who rushed over to help each other, and slowly left Qianlong Square without looking back.

Under a series of blows, Huang Ze's internal injuries were already very serious, and he could not recover in a short time, and staying in the square to participate in the following competition was self-inflicted, Huang Ze simply avoided it.

The white jade pagoda platform hanging high in the air was silent, and many Jindan monks all looked strange and sat silently.

After this battle, Wang Chuan's reputation was great, faintly on a par with the elite disciples at the top, and everyone knew about it among the middle and low-level disciples.

Wang Chuan still won the next few games, and there was only the last battle left.

"In the last battle, Wang Chuan of Xuandu Peak faced Li Qingyao of Guanyue Peak!"

This is the last competition of this year's big competition, and it also determines the ownership of the first big competition, Wang Chuan and Li Qingyao are both nine wins, and the next one depends on who can stand on the stage in the end.

"Li Qingyao!" Wang Chuan inadvertently filled his ears with this name in the past two days, the biggest favorite to win the championship, the dream goddess of countless male disciples of the inner and outer sects, whether it is posture or strength, she is the first in stability, the real lady of heaven in the Qianlong Sect.

Moon Viewing Peak is a special existence in the Qianlong Sect, because it is different from other peaks, it recruits all female disciples, there are more than 2,000 female disciples up and down in the entire Moon Viewing Peak, not to mention all of them are heavenly postures, most of them are still in the middle and upper postures, plus the monks themselves have outstanding temperament, and any one in this Moon Viewing Peak is like a fairy in the earthly world.

Even in the beautiful Moon Viewing Peak, Li Qingyao is still a special existence, the body of soft water and the nine veins are all connected, he is a rare cultivator genius in a thousand years, plus his own appearance is extremely good, over time, Li Qingyao has become a legend in the mouths of countless male disciples, and is known as the most outstanding beauty in the Moon Viewing Peak for hundreds of years.

Except for a very small number of Wang Chuan who don't care about foreign affairs and only care about hard work, Li Qingyao is often the protagonist of other people's cultivation, or when talking about tea and Taoism, if he is lucky enough to get close to a few words, or even look at it from a distance, it is something that everyone envies. Pianpian Li Qingyao has a cold temperament, like frost, and she does not pretend to anyone who wants to get close to her, and rejects people thousands of miles away, but this only arouses the enthusiasm of the male disciples.

Wang Chuan is now standing opposite Li Qingyao, the most prestigious beauty among the outer disciples, this competition has also attracted the attention of almost all the disciples, but the focus is on the stunning enchantment on the stage, at a glance, the audience is full of eager eyes, Wang Chuan's green leaf is no one pays attention.

To tell the truth, Wang Chuan only took a cursory look, and he didn't dare to look at it anymore, he was really amazed: his eyebrows were picturesque, his ice muscles and snow skin, green and beautiful, at this time, the white and hazy clouds in the ring were steaming, the breeze was blowing, Li Qingyao's clothes were fluttering, and she was really like the nine-day fairy, which made people feel blasphemous.

Although Zhang Yue is also a rare beauty, but compared to Li Qingyao opposite, it is a little inferior, thinking of Zhang Yue, Wang Chuan shook his head a little self-deprecatingly, I don't know if Senior Brother Zhao who defeated her, will he hold a grudge? Or has he long forgotten Wang Chuan, a passerby? After experiencing Zhang Yue's previous experience, Wang Chuan is very self-aware, and he is also ashamed of himself, but he is a little afraid of the relationship between men and women, not to mention the stunning beauty in front of him?

Wang Chuan settled down, his mood slowly calmed down, his heart was like stopping water, and when he looked at the past, he only had the opponent who was fighting for the first place, the genius monk who needed to deal with it with all his might, but he no longer had any charming meaning, and he didn't think about it at all.

Li Qingyao bowed slightly: "Li Qingyao, disciple of Moon Viewing Peak, please give me advice." "The voice is cold, but it is extremely pleasant.