Knock, knock, knock!

In the early morning, the melodious bell sounded from the Taibai Snow Mountain Sword Square, and it spread out dozens of miles away.

On the way up the mountain, heroes from all walks of life gathered.

Among these people, there are the heads of small sects, the patriarchs of big families, the head of the dart bureau, the head of the gang, the head of the chamber of commerce, the city lord of several nearby cities, and the masters with heads and faces in the rivers and lakes.

"Master Liu, you're here too!"

"Of course I have to come, the Taibai Sword Sect is the number one sect in the Great Song Dynasty, and our small sect can't be compared at all, so this time I brought a few of the best disciples to watch the battle, hoping to inspire them. ”

"Hehe, I also brought two young masters from the Chamber of Commerce to let them see what a genius is, and the province will cause trouble everywhere. ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Everyone usually doesn't interact much, but they still know each other, three or five come together, talking and laughing, at this time, whose power is great, whose strength is strong, is reflected, because only the strong can let others surround him, not him to surround others.

In the inner disciple area, Feng Qingyang casually closed the courtyard door and began to walk towards the noisy Sword Square.

"There are so many people!" When he came to the Sword Debate Square, Feng Qingyang was a little surprised, it was the first time he had seen such a grand occasion.

There are a total of ten huge platforms in the Lunjian Square, the platform is circular, three meters high, and combined with other platforms to form a flower pattern, which is atmospheric and beautiful. And the ten platforms are surrounded by VIP seats in a circle, the VIP seats are the audience seats, from a distance, the whole sword square is like an iron pot being placed, the bottom of the iron pot is the competition site, and the four walls of the iron pot are the seats of the spectators.

"Brother Feng, here and here. In the open space between the platform and the VIP seats, a large group of inner disciples stood there, and Ying Qing'er waved towards Feng Qingyang.

There was a wind under his feet, and the wind was clear and walked over.

Ying Qing'er's pretty face was slightly excited: "The three groups of platforms and the seven groups of platforms are one after the other, leaning together, let's stay here, but I'm a little apprehensive now, Brother Feng, you see, the people in the VIP seats around are all big shots." ”

Feng Qingyang followed the other party's gaze, and sure enough, he saw many masters from all walks of life who had attended Taibai's "Ascending to the Sky" in the VIP seat.

Feng Qingyang glanced back and forth, then withdrew his gaze.

At this time, the inner disciples basically came, and only the top ten disciples of the inner door were still missing.

Suddenly!

The outer disciples in the audience let out a sky-high cheer.

"The top ten disciples of the inner gate are here, and the one in the middle is the senior brother of Liu Yizhi of the Remnant Blood Sword!"

"Next to Senior Brother Liu Yizhi is Senior Brother Lin Qingye of the Fan Sword, as well as Senior Brother Han Yue, Senior Sister Zhou Ling, Senior Brother Yuan Lang, so strong, their breath. ”

Like the others, the inner disciples who had already arrived looked at the ten people at the wide entrance.

These ten people are the top ten disciples of the inner gate, some of them have a rebellious temperament and a murderous aura; some are two meters tall and look like ancient fierce beasts; some are smiling and light; some have a peach blossom face and a light body; and some have expressionless faces and cold eyes.

Ten people walked together, and a faint, commanding momentum spread, attracting the eyes of the big people in the VIP seats.

Feng Qingyang smiled faintly, he didn't feel anything, looked around, he found that most of the people had lost their original self-confidence, unnaturally retracted their gaze, of course, there were a small number of people with excited looks in their eyes, as long as they defeated them, this session of the top ten disciples of the inner door will have their share, what do people live for a lifetime, isn't it just for a breath? Who doesn't want to dominate the storm, the scenery is infinite, and be worshiped by others, and the top ten disciples of the inner door is the best starting point.

Because the platform is in different directions, the top ten disciples of the inner gate have dispersed, Feng Qingyang's side is the "Wind Ranger" Zhang Ning, the "Han Zhan Maniac" Han Yue, and Zhou Ling, who is also the top ten disciples of the inner gate, a total of three people, three steps apart from each other, neither too far nor too close.

"The inner disciples on our side don't seem to be strong!" Zhang Ning glanced around and said to Han Yue and Zhou Ling.

Han Yue's long braided hair was draped over his shoulders, looking extremely wild, "They are still too tender, in the past five years, the most unpopular one is just three people off the list, usually two people are not bad off the list." ”

Zhang Ning's gaze moved away from Feng Qingyang and the others, and he didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, if he didn't cultivate in the late stage of the Qi Transformation Realm, he basically couldn't enter the top ten, in the past five years, only the freak of the core disciple Long Lingshuang was born, and even the "Cold Heart Sword" Ling Yuxuan was cultivated in the late stage of the Qi Transformation Realm to win the title of the top ten disciples, and then became a core disciple.

Zhou Ling, whose face was like a peach blossom, said indifferently: "Too careless, be careful of capsizing in the gutter, the Taibai Sword Sect may not be able to produce a second Senior Sister of Dragon Spirit Frost." ”

Ying Qing'er whispered to Feng Qingyang: "You didn't see the Qingyun Dabi the year before last, Senior Sister Long Lingshuang won consecutive battles with the mid-stage cultivation of the Qi Transformation Realm, and became the head of the top ten disciples of the Inner Gate, and when she was promoted to the core disciple, Senior Brother Liu Yizhi of the Remnant Blood Sword would have a chance to ascend to the throne." ”

Feng Qingyang nodded, he has not been able to get a glimpse of Long Lingshuang's strength, even in the Northwest Plain, it seems that he has not used all his strength, it is really hard to imagine how strong she is, you must know that the top ten disciples of the inner gate are not simple characters, all of them have the strength to kill the same level of martial artists in seconds, it is really difficult and difficult to defeat them in a leapfrog, it is almost impossible.

As soon as the words changed, Ying Qing'er said again: "However, the senior brother of the remnant blood sword Liu Yizhi was not very strong in the year before last, and it was only last year that he began to rise strongly, and no one could stop him, some people said that his strength has been ranked in the top ten core disciples, and he is just behind Qingyun Dabi to challenge the core disciples." ”

While the two were talking, the Great Elder of the Inner Gate of the Taibai Sword Sect swept onto the central platform.

Clearing his throat, the Great Elder raised his voice and said, "Everyone, welcome to the annual Taibai Sword Sect Inner Disciple Qingyun Competition, this time the Qingyun Competition, as before, is divided into ten groups for competition, each group has a seeded player, the number is zero, they will participate in the group competition after five rounds, and the previous ones will be counted as all wins."

In addition, the game is a point system, two points for winning, one point for a draw, zero points for losing, and the top three points in the group are eligible for the finals to compete for the top ten disciples of the inner door. ”

"Without further ado, Qingyun Dabi has officially begun. ”

The words fell, and the Sword Square boiled again, and the sound soared into the sky.

Nodding with satisfaction, the Great Elder flashed back to the Taibai Sword Sect Elder Seat.

Next to the platform, the deacons have begun to draw lots.

"Group 1, number three against number nine!"

"The second group, number five against number twenty-three!"

"Third Group ,......"

Hearing this, one by one, the inner disciples stepped onto their respective group platforms and fought with their opponents.