Chapter 13: What Does It Matter to Me?

With the exit of Qingyi and Qingmiao, this competition officially kicked off. Then I saw a disciple of Shaohua Mountain, got up and crossed the void to the field, arched his hand towards Wutai Mountain, and said, "In the high hall of Shaohua Mountain, sad, the last competition was not a winner, this time continue." ”

Although the forces of Wutai Mountain are stronger than them, this does not prevent them from having normal exchanges, and they are obviously known like them. I saw that in the direction of Wutai Mountain, a monk with ordinary facial features got up and said the Buddha name, and then said, "Since the senior brother is invited, he should be accompanied." With that, he came to the Biwu field and looked at him.

"Sad, I don't know how your strength has improved this time compared to the last time, I've been looking forward to this competition for a long time. "It's just a little progress, brother, please. Hearing this, Gao Tang didn't talk nonsense, and directly pinched the magic with both hands.

With a loud shout, several wind blades suddenly formed around and struck Sorrow. Seeing this, his eyes widened, but he didn't hesitate to recite the Buddha's name directly, and then he saw that the sorrow was actually surrounded by bursts of golden light, and those wind blades couldn't break through the defense of the sorrow at all.

After a slight temptation, the two stopped. "It's sad, yes, I haven't seen you for a few years, but your golden body has become stronger again. "Brother Gao's wind blade is even more powerful. Zhang Xu, who was watching the play on the side, was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that this sadness was actually the golden body of cultivation, and he took the road of physical cultivation. Fan Tianyi on the side said, "This sad nine-turn golden body is okay, I'm afraid it's almost three turns." ”

Zhang Xuhui and the three of them were stunned, and all the people who heard it turned their heads and said, "Seven turns of the golden body?" "Well, the seven turns of the golden body are said to be the physical exercises of Wutai Mountain, and the seven turns of the golden body can achieve the realm of heavenly immortals." However, because the original heaven and earth were in the era of the end of the law, let alone the seven turns of the heavenly immortals, no one even reached the five turns, but now maybe he can reach it. The people around heard Fan Tianyi's explanation. However, everyone was amazed at the strength of the two of them, but they didn't say much, after all, in the current situation, everyone here is not the one who gathered to become an immortal exercise, but the cultivation time is shorter.

The two people on the scene were also fierce at this time. Gao Tang directly took the long sword out of the sheath and ran towards Sadness, Compassion has no magic weapon, and the golden body of the body is his biggest weapon.

The two sides come and go, from time to time accompanied by wind blades, frost, bursts of Buddha light flickering, and everyone who looks is dazzled. Whether it is a heavy person watching the play on the sidelines or an elder in charge of the fighting method from a high place, they all watch it with relish and comment from time to time. After fighting for an hour, in the end, Gao Tang was half a move short and was hit in the chest by a sad slap and fell to the ground, losing the game.

With the retreat of the two, more and more people continue to take the stage, from the disciples of various factions, to the major loose cultivators, the major inheritors, and the cultivation is also the realm of refining and refining qi and refining qi and transforming gods, and in addition to the sword competition of various sword tricks, the magic competition of Huang Xuan's level, to the later Buddhist competition, illusion, the talisman seal of Longhu Mountain and Maoshan Mountain, etc., which is a feast for everyone's eyes, and also makes Zhang Xu is eye-opener. For a while, it was very lively, and the atmosphere of everyone was also good.

With the fall of another game, everyone was stunned when the contest candidates took the stage this time, because this time it was Xie Qinghui and Xuan Jing, the big disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect and the big disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect. This is the first time that there has been a competition between the big disciples of the two major sects. Of course, the cultivation of these two people is both refining qi and transforming the divine realm, and they both have a magic weapon, but one is the best and the other is the middle grade...

In this competition, not only the people in the audience stopped laughing and watched seriously, but even the heads and elders of the various factions on the stage also became serious.

"Brother Xuanjing, please don't show mercy to your subordinates this time. "Definitely, it's Brother Qinghui's strength that I still remember vividly, and I have to fight again this time." "Haha, of course. As he spoke, the long sword came out of its sheath, flashing like lightning, and then went straight to Xuanjing. Xuan Jing also hurriedly unsheathed his long sword and raised his sword to greet him.

The sound of ping-pong in the air kept coming, and in their realm, they had already condensed the golden pill, so the aura was endless, and it could last for a long time, so they didn't worry about the duration of the protracted battle or spell at all. The two of them went from the very beginning of the magic weapon to the close and personal fight, and then the subtle sword trick of the collision and fighting method. A sword trick dances like a raptor, crazy and domineering. A sword trick dances like a fairy, sharp and elegant. In the end, the two of them still didn't know the winner, and Xuan Jing was also a little anxious. "Brother Qinghui, it's been too long, let's decide the winner with one move. "Okay, that's what I mean, Brother Xuanjing should be careful, I've only just started this trick after three years of learning, and I'm a little unsure of how powerful it is." "Oh, yes, then let me see how strong the sword technique is that can make you, the great disciple of Shushan, a little unsure. ”

Xie Qinghui's words made everyone a little curious, what kind of sword trick made him unsure. "Could it be that trick, he really practiced it?" a Shushan elder in the stands suddenly felt a little surprised and said loudly. Everyone looked at it, but the elder didn't speak and kept silent, but everyone still saw a little shock in his eyes. This made everyone surprised, and they didn't understand what sword technique Xie Qinghui had practiced, which made the elder react so much.

At this moment, everyone saw Xie Qinghui's long sword thrown into the air, pinching the sword with both hands, and only heard a loud shout, "Imperial Sword Technique!" Hearing these three words, everyone was blindsided. When he saw the rapid change of the magic sword and came to the top of Xuanjing's head, it had already transformed into a hundred sharp swords, and the Dao was full of coldness. Xuan Jing was also a little frightened by this scene, he didn't expect it to be the imperial sword technique, which is known as the most difficult sword technique to cultivate. You must know that this is not an illusion, but a real hundred magic swords hanging upside down. Cold sweat broke out unconsciously.

It was only then that everyone reacted, and immediately began to talk loudly. "Damn, I didn't expect it to be this trick. "That is, it is actually the strongest swordsmanship in Shushan. "What I didn't expect was that this sword technique, which is known as the most difficult to practice, was actually practiced?" Even the seven Shushan Sect Elders on the stage all had smiles on their faces. Nie Qingfeng on the side was a little surprised, "Congratulations, Master Taixuan, there are people in Shushan who have practiced this sword technique, but no one has practiced it for hundreds of years." "Haha, thank you for the compliment, but Xuanjing has also improved a lot, compared to last time, it has improved a lot. Tai Xuan also accepted Nie Qingfeng's praise unceremoniously.

There was no way, and in the end, Xuanjing had to admit defeat. It took a while for everyone to react. The atmosphere was instantly pushed*. However, there was a very brief cold scene after that.

When someone took the stage again, Zhang Xu was stunned, because he knew Xuanhua who was not pleasing to him on the stage this time. When Xuanhua spoke, Zhang Xu's expressions became even more weird, and then everyone looked at Zhang Xu. Because Xuanhua said this, "Zhang Xu, I know that you and I don't like each other, and it's nothing, but you shouldn't provoke Xuan Xue." It's a man, so he comes out and fights in a dignified manner. "I... When did I provoke Xuan Xue, and also, is it interesting for you to bully me into refining and refining qi realm?" the corners of Zhang Xu's mouth twitched, and his face was helpless. But if you are named, you can't be cowardly, you can't help it, you can only get up and walk towards the martial arts arena step by step under the strange eyes of everyone.