"What's going on!"

Seeing that the Qiushui Sword actually stopped in front of Xiao Chen, almost everyone screamed out, and the seniors who were sitting on the spectator seat also stood up in an instant, the Qiushui Sword is an ancient divine sword, even if Xiao Chen has an absolute realm, he can't resist it, and Xiao Chen didn't even move at all, what's going on!

Xiaoyue was also taken aback, and hurriedly hurried the spell, and shouted: "Qiushui Sword!

However, the Qiushui Sword only stabbed forward three inches slightly, and then refused to move forward, and the sword body couldn't help but tremble, as if it was trying its best to resist Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue was shocked, a little panicked, no longer like the cold fairy before, only heard her mutter: "What's going on! How can this be!

Qiushui Sword didn't move, Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly turned red, thousands of years, Qiushui Sword, do you still recognize me......

At this moment, the past thousands of years ago passed through his heart one by one, and countless chaotic thoughts turned into thousands of threads entangled in his heart.

However, when he saw the two lines of small characters at the end of the sword, his anger in his heart soared, if it wasn't for Qianyu Nishang framing him, how could Weiyang die because of himself?

"Ahh

He suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and the body of the Qiushui Sword trembled, and he turned the hilt of the sword upside down and landed on his hand.

Everyone below changes color, everyone knows that the gods and soldiers all have spirituality, and they will only recognize one master, and they will never easily fall into the hands of others, not to mention this peerless god soldier Qiushui Ancient Sword?

Seeing the immortal sword handed down by the ancestor being snatched away, Xiaoyue, the descendant of the Gu Immortal Sect, was not only panicked and overwhelmed, but also frightened by Xiao Chen's sudden outburst of anger.

Xiao Chen smiled coldly, and suddenly shot two cold lights at her, Xiaoyue's whole body trembled, as if she had been shocked, and she actually took a few steps back.

"Look, I'll teach you how to make this Autumn Water Sword!"

After that, Xiao Chen's sword flower was lightly tapped, and the sword shadow on the cloud platform was suddenly chaotic, and the sword shadow passed by, and faintly illusioned the virtual images such as the wind and the snow, and for a while, everyone was fascinated, and they all said that the swordsmanship was exquisite, and it was good to control the enemy invisible, but who had ever seen such a beautiful swordsmanship? There was no trace of murder, and some were just endless tenderness like water.

Many girls in the audience looked at the man who wielded the sword in the breeze, and couldn't help but be intoxicated, how can there be such a gentle swordsmanship in the world?

This set of swordsmanship is exactly the wind and snow moon created by Xiao Chen and Qianyu Nishang back then, there is no murderous spirit, and it does not take people's lives, but the two often practice together.

"Senior Brother Yichen, did you see it clearly, this trick came to my mind first. ”

"You Laipi, this sword was obviously stabbed out by me first, how can you bully your junior sister like this!"

At this moment, Xiao Chen's mind reappeared the appearance of the junior sister back then, the Qianyu Ni dress that would only show her lively and moving side when she was in front of herself!

At this moment, the anger in his heart skyrocketed, and suddenly the black qi in his eyebrows flashed, and the white mangs of the Qiushui Sword in his hand increased greatly, and a sword stabbed into the sky, and the stratus clouds were instantly broken through.

"Ahh

With his wild shout, the virtual image of the surrounding wind and snow moon was instantly dispersed, and then he saw a burst of sword flowers dancing wildly, and the sword qi on the cloud platform was agitated, and the tenderness of Fang Cai was completely gone, and the sword became full of murderous aura, and countless sword qi directly broke through the spiritual power array laid by more than a dozen elders together, and slashed towards the square below.

Countless disciples were frightened and panicked, but they heard the sound of rumbling endlessly, and five or six majestic palaces were directly cut into ashes by the sword qi, and more than a dozen elders in charge of the spiritual power array suddenly panicked.

"What's going on!"

"The sword qi is too strong, breaking through the formation enchantment!"

While a few people were talking, Xiao Chen stabbed out a sword again, this sword was impartial, but it happened to stab Situ Bei on the east high platform.

The white mang's sword qi that was more than ten zhang long instantly broke through the enchantment of the spiritual power array, and went straight to Situ Bei's head, Situ Bei's whole body was shocked, and he immediately raised his palm to resist, but Rao was still rushed back by the sword qi under the cultivation of his Silent Annihilation Realm before he stood still.

Seeing that the situation was not good, a senior elder raised his breath and shouted: "Xiao Chen, stop!" As he spoke, he propped his palms on the chair, and there was already a faint tendency to stop him, but he was afraid that the Qiushui Sword was too powerful, so he didn't dare to rush forward.

Xiao Chen's murderous intent was born, and he suddenly raised his sword and stabbed at Xiaoyue in the distance, this sword was very fierce, and under his rush, the cloud platform under his feet couldn't help but sink.

Xiaoyue woke up suddenly, but by the time she reacted, Xiao Chen had already rushed in front of her, but the tip of the sword stopped three inches away from the center of her eyebrows.

At this moment, Xiao Chen's eyes were slightly red, but she finally calmed down, Xiaoyue had already held her breath, life and death were hanging by a thread, she couldn't believe that Xiao Chen could use the potential of the Qiushui Sword to this point.

"Can you tell me who you really are?"

"The only thing I can tell you is that this sword once had a deep connection with me. ”

After speaking, Xiao Chen suddenly put his two fingers together, lifted the whole body's Xuan power and wiped it at the end of the sword, Xiaoyue thought he was going to destroy the sword, and shouted: "Give me back the sword!"

However, Xiao Chen didn't destroy the sword, he just wanted to erase the names of him and Qianyu Nishang on it, but when the two of them carved their names, they added strange things with secret techniques to leave traces on the Qiushui Sword.

"I won't ask for your sword. Xiao Chen threw the Qiushui Sword to her, tiptoed, and floated off the stage.

Xiaoyue took back the sect fairy sword, and finally felt a little relieved, she quietly looked at the two lines of small characters on the end of the sword, she had searched countless ancient books, and she couldn't translate what words were engraved on it.

Gradually, the wind rose, the green silk was flying, the clothes were fluttering, and he looked like that fairy, although Xiaoyue was the only one left on the stage at the moment, but it was obvious that Xiao Chen won this time, and the winner of the Fairy Sword Conference was Xiao Chen.

The cheers in the crowd suddenly shook the sky, and the elders of all factions also nodded their mustaches and praised them, but the face of Si Tubei on the high platform was extremely ugly, and the sword just now could be said to have taught him to lose face, but the Qiushui sword made him tempted.

"Hahahaha......"

At the moment when the crowd was at its most boiling, there was a burst of laughter in the western sky, the sound came suddenly, and there was a deep mystical power, many people with weak skills were shocked to the ears and dizzy, and the crowd suddenly became silent, and everyone raised their heads to look at the western sky.

But seeing the three black dots getting closer and closer, they became bigger and bigger, and finally turned into two white-bearded old men and a black-haired young man.

There is a formation shrouded in the sky above Yutai Mountain, and these three people can break through the formation, presumably their cultivation will not be low, and a senior elder on the high platform stared at each other, and said loudly: "I don't know where a friend visited Yutai Mountain." ”

And take a closer look at the three people, the young man is eight feet tall, his hands are tied to his chest, his face shows a bit of arrogance, and the old man in the green robe next to him is holding a peachwood staff, and the end of the staff is tied with a small gourd with a red rope, making it look a little immortal.

And the other red-robed old man was burly, even taller than some martial arts practitioners, he was not so close to the other two, and he must not be in the same family with the other two.

These three people came from the sky, there was no demonic energy on their bodies, they must not be people in the Demon Dao, and today the major righteous paths gathered, forgive the people of the Demon Sect who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall and did not dare to come, so they relaxed their vigilance to some extent.

A disciple of the sect raised his breath and shouted: "Who are you? I don't know if this is the Wuzhou Dao Alliance? Why did you trespass ......" However, before he finished speaking, he was hit by a white light shot from the peachwood staff of the blue-robed old man, and he vomited blood and flew out.

"At such a young age, how can you be so ignorant of respecting your elders!"