Xue Yun heard Xuan Fuzi's words, looked at the rings he was in charge of, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

After all, Xuan Fuzi is nothing, but in this way, as soon as these words came out, while inspiring the fighting spirit of the inner disciples, the work of the core swordsmen is even more difficult.

The inner disciples naturally didn't care about these many, and after a moment of confrontation, they started fighting one after another.

Xue Yun's consciousness immediately dispersed, shrouded in the three rings he was responsible for, and the six yang golden pupils kept running and opening all the time, always careful about changes.

After all, Xue Yun's cultivation is still a lot weaker in the end, even if his strength is strong, it is still not a star and a half worse than the Yuanying Monk, if he doesn't be careful with twelve points, then this spirit stone is basically lost.

But fortunately, the cultivation of the six disciples in the three rings that Xue Yun is in charge of is not high, only one of them is in the middle stage of the knot, and the remaining five are all in the early stage of the knot, even if something really happens, it is not too difficult to forcibly intervene and interrupt with Xue Yun's strength.

"In the past, there was no real feeling, but now a large number of disciples are fighting, and only after a glance can I find that Tian'a Sword Mountain is really a gathering of sword cultivators, which is very different from other sects. ”

Xue Yun couldn't help but feel a little emotion in his heart while watching the battle, the sects he had come into contact with before, whether it was the Qingxuan Sect or the Sanqing Sect, were all involved in all kinds of divine channel methods, and although Ah Jianshan had long heard that it was mainly sword cultivation, Xue Yun had only fought Ouyang Chehan alone, and now when he looked at Dabi, he really realized it.

Especially when he felt the sword intent stirring up in the battle, his own Tiangang sword intent actually had a feeling of being ready to move, wanting to compete, if it wasn't for Xue Yun to suppress it, I am afraid that this sword intent might even transform itself.

Among the six people in Xue Yun's charge, four of them are sword cultivators, and as for the other two, one is an endless stream of magic weapons, and the other is proficient in various Five Elements Dao Methods, which is far from being comparable to the same level of monks from other sects.

Just as Xue Yun was staring at the scene of this fight, Xuan Fuzi's face suddenly changed, and after saying a few words to Duan Yunxin and Aunt Qianrui beside him, his figure flashed into the air.

But when his divine sense swept the void several times in mid-air, he didn't find anything, and immediately muttered to himself, "Strange... I was clearly feeling a demonic aura here just now, why is there no trace of it now, could it be an illusion?"

Then Xuan Fuzi shook her head and turned to leave. Half an hour later, a slender figure suddenly appeared, and the spiritual pressure all over his body was constricted in his body, and the slightest breath did not disperse, and even if someone swept through his divine sense, he would feel that the place where he was was was blank.

"It is worthy of being the head of Tian'a Sword Mountain, and it is extremely difficult for a mere fake god cultivator to be able to discover a wisp of demonic energy when the deity has just descended. In this case, it is fortunate that the three old guys are not around here, otherwise I am afraid that they will find out that this seat is here immediately. ”

This slender figure gradually appeared, and if someone looked at it, they would find that its face turned out to be a rather charming and charming girl, wearing a black gauze long skirt, which also had a unique charm.

It can be seen from his words that this person is a god-transforming monk. However, at this time, after she looked at the group of inner disciples who were competing below, she chuckled lightly and disappeared immediately.

But just after she left, Xuan Fuzi was figure emerged, holding a talisman tightly in her hand, there was still cold sweat on her forehead, and she said quite fearfully: "I didn't expect it to be the witch Han Ling, I really don't know what her intention was to go to Sword Mountain, if it weren't for the fact that I had this spiritual void concealment talisman given by Senior Uncle Duan before his ascension in the past, I'm afraid that today I am afraid that it will be more auspicious." In any case, I have to report to a few Supreme Elders in advance, and this is not something I can control..."

After making up her mind, Xuan Fuzi immediately took out a Wanli talisman and sent a message, while she took a deep breath, adjusted her mood and returned to the place below, pretending that nothing had happened.

After all, if he announced that he had suddenly interrupted Dabi, he was not sure that he would not alarm the witch, and with the rumored behavior of the witch, once he was alarmed, not only would he have something to do, but the disciples below would be in crisis, and as the head of the sect, he would naturally not allow such a thing to happen.

And except for Xuan Fuzi, almost everyone didn't have the slightest feeling about the arrival of this witch just now, only the cold fairy, but her body shook and seemed to be aware of it, but in an instant, she also returned to her previous state, and naturally no one noticed it in this fierce and abnormal competition.

As the competition progressed, some of the disciples in the sect during the Yudan period couldn't bear it, and finally either used powerful secret magic powers, or sacrificed some powerful magic weapons, which also made Xue Yun and those who were responsible for the judgment even more nervous.

"Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise I am afraid that it would have been really troublesome. Xue Yun sighed lightly and no longer suppressed his majestic sword intent, and a huge five-clawed golden dragon phantom roared out under his hands, and in a flash, he arrived at a ring on his right hand, and with a roar, he directly shocked a middle-aged male cultivator on the field who was urging the sword technique to turn into a sword shadow attack.

"You've won, so stop here. Xue Yun said this to the middle-aged male cultivator with an expressionless face, and at the same time, with the extension of his right hand, he immediately dragged a young monk opposite the middle-aged male cultivator, who was already pale and clearly consumed a lot of mana in the competition, and grabbed him out of the ring.

During the whole process, whether it was the suppression of the middle-aged male cultivator with sword intent, or the grasp in the air, it was like a smooth flow, and before the two of them could react, they were interrupted by Xue Yun.

The young monk's face was pale at this time, and he knew that if it wasn't for Xue Yun's move, he was afraid that he would not only lose the battle, but also be injured by the rather sharp sword shadow splitting technique.

I saw that after bowing to Xue Yun with a fist, he left the competition with a gloomy face. After all, in order to save time, the loser will naturally stop here.

As for the other middle-aged male cultivator, he looked at Xue Yun with a shocked look on his face, and the five-clawed golden dragon phantom he saw just now still echoed in his mind, and he immediately hugged his fist at Xue Yun, and also retreated to the periphery to rest.

And Xue Yun didn't pay much attention to these two people at this time, but turned into a golden light and appeared directly in another ring with a movement of his body, and with a wave of his hand, layers of fist shadows appeared, separating the two who had already won and lost but because the battle just now was still glued together, the two who had played the real fire forcibly separated.

It was precisely because there were a lot of sword cultivators in the Heavenly Sword Mountain that Xue Yun thought of this method of using his powerful sword intent to directly exert pressure and deterrence, and now he tried it as expected, not only did it work but also saved time, allowing him to calmly deal with the unexpected situation of another ring that occurred almost at the same time.

As the battle progressed, by the afternoon of the same day, Xue Yun had been in charge of several battles, and finally with the word of mouth of the monks who had left the scene, and the attention of the onlookers who noticed the situation.

Originally, some of the monks who had not seen the sword cut with Ouyang Chehan for various reasons, and who were still a little dissatisfied with the various rumors about Xue Yun's strength, gradually learned about the gap with Xue Yun in the process of this time, even some of the monks of the Great Perfection of the Dan also had a strong look of jealousy when they looked at Xue Yun.

Even the other Yuan Infant Early Core Sword Sons, when they looked at this little junior disciple, many of them were also amazed, originally because Xue Yun offended the Ouyang family but felt that Xue Yun had great potential, so they wavered and didn't know whether to establish a good relationship with him, and many of the monks had new ideas in their hearts.

After all, time can test everything, if it is said that the cultivation of the inner disciples in charge of Xue Yun at the beginning is not high, so Xue Yun is easy to make a move, but when the strong monks in the middle and late stages of the Jiedan continue to emerge later, and Xue Yun still intervenes with a large number of thunder means, it is true that some monks who originally had doubts about Xue Yun's strength really agreed with Xue Yun on this day.

Even Xuan Fuzi looked at Xue Yun with a dazzling eye, even Aunt Qianrui, who had always been unsmiling in the punishment hall on the side, actually praised Xue Yun a few words.