No matter what others thought, Jiang Jianheng himself was very surprised anyway. He is a genius who has been rare to see in the Divine Sword Villa for hundreds of years, and in the year of his establishment, he has already cultivated the three secret god killing styles of the Divine Sword Villa into two styles. The elders of the sect had already asserted that the Jindan Monk was not his destination, and the Yuanshen Great Monk was his goal.

And he himself has always been aiming for the Grand Monk of the Yuan Shen, and it is precisely because of this idea and self-confidence. Only then did he dare to blatantly challenge the disciples of Yuanyang Shangzong. He has this self-confidence, and in the days to come, he will not lose to them.

However, he really didn't expect it. Just a disciple in the middle stage of Qi refining can compete with him. You know, skipping challenges has always been his own forte, but he didn't expect it to be fulfilled by others now. The pride and self-confidence that has always been beaten to the ground are suddenly beaten.

is different from Jiang Jianheng is Zhenfei, at this moment, he is much more rational than Jiang Jianheng in his heart. He was not excited because he fought with Jiang Jianheng equally. The magnanimity of the great sects, the teachings of the great sects, and the heritage of the great sects are far from being comparable to or even imagined by the small sects.

"Senior brother, it's a good means, take me again. Jiang Jianheng is still Jiang Jianheng in the end, although he was surprised, and even said that his mind was shocked, but he quickly gathered his mind, swiped the sword in his hand, and shouted in his mouth, "Killing gods, the first style!"

Swish!

A sword light flashed, and it flew towards Zhen Fei with lightning speed. This move is ferocious and abnormal, and the timing is just right, far from being comparable to ordinary competitions.

Seeing this, Zhenfei's head was numb. Fortunately, he has a lot of experience in fighting, and almost instantly, he has no choice but to use the beginning of the rising sun, which is one of the three major killer moves of Yuanyang swordsmanship.

The Rising Sun!--The First Form of Killing Gods!

"Boom!"

A muffled grunt rang out in the air. Then a wave of qi surged out, and the two people fighting in the field retreated at great speed. The people around couldn't help but take two steps back.

No one expected that there would be such a power after the two killing moves met. This kind of power is far from the power that the move itself should have. Almost at the same time. Xiao Qingfeng and the others turned their heads to look at Xin Shou and the other senior brother who built the foundation.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Xin Shou shrugged his shoulders slightly, and explained: "On Dao Peak, the spiritual energy is abundant, and the power of the magic trick moves is stronger than usual. And the two of them have a lot of experience in fighting each other, and the timing of the shot is just right, so they have such a reaction. ”

After the explanation of Senior Brother Xinshou, everyone suddenly realized. Fang Cai really scared them. If the two of them really have such strength. I'm afraid that even Xiao Qingfeng and Zhenling don't dare to say that they will win, and I am even afraid that they will fall behind.

When Senior Brother Xinshou explained, Zhenfei and Jiang Jianheng were also listening. They were also taken aback. If it weren't for the rapid flashback. I'm afraid I'll be directly injured.

"Senior Brother Jian Heng, we fought for dozens of rounds and didn't decide the winner. If you continue to fight, it must be the same, how about winning or losing with one move?"

The Yuanyang Sword in his hand turned slightly, and Zhen Fei's face froze. There was a look of solemnity in his eyes. Jiang Jianheng was amazing, which surprised him. Especially his comprehension of swordsmanship. Not much different from him. If it weren't for the Yuanyang Sword in his hand and the Yuanyang Sword Technique, he really couldn't draw with it.

Now he is a little pity, if the other party is also a disciple of the Yuanyang Sect, he will not be lonely in the sect in the future.

It's just that chance is elusive. There are many swordsmanship geniuses in the world, but there are not many who are fortunate enough to worship the cultivation sect. The other party was able to worship the Excalibur Villa also had some chances. It's a pity that the pattern is too small, and I am afraid that it will not be able to accommodate him in the future.

"It's what I want. Don't dare to ask for it!" Jiang Jianheng replied with a horizontal sword in his chest, and his face was solemn.

After the two of them finished speaking. didn't make a move immediately, just the two sides looked at each other quietly. As cultivators, everyone also knows that they are accumulating their own momentum. The swordsmanship moves can be caught with your hands, but some specific killing moves, especially the extremely powerful ones, require the cooperation of momentum and mind.

This is a matter of artistic conception, and even the foundation monks may not be able to understand it. Zhen Fei and Jiang Jianheng naturally didn't understand it, but they needed this kind of artistic conception to urge the moves.

Suddenly, the stage fell silent, and only the mountain wind whistled through the entire venue.

"Killing the Gods - Second Style!"

"Mingyang is in the sky!"

Suddenly, almost at the same time, the two of them opened their mouths and shouted. Immediately after, the two figures flickered, and they collided together in the blink of an eye.

"Khooth!"

A sword clash sounded, dust flew and it was hazy, and everyone could only vaguely see two figures flying out upside down.

"Ahem!"

Zhenfei half-knelt on the ground, coughed heavily, and bright red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. In his life, this kind of thing was extremely rare. However, at this time, there were no negative emotions in his heart, but he was very happy. In the sect, there are people in his generation who are more powerful than him, but in terms of comprehension of swordsmanship, he deserves it.

Today, I saw a Jiang Jianheng who was not weaker than him in the slightest. Suddenly, he felt that it was good to have a competitor. It's not like there's no pressure and no goals.

Compared with Zhen Fei, Jiang Jianheng's situation was even worse, his white robe was messy, and there was a pool of blood on his chest. This is also true Fei borrowed the power of the Yuanyang Sword to have this kind of power.

"That's all for today. Continue tomorrow!" The body of the Released Heart Dao shook and the dust in his hand waved, and Zhen Fei and Jiang Jianheng fell into their respective sects as if they were powerless.

Yuanyang Mountain, Xingyang Peak.

Meditation Pavilion is a name specially chosen by Xiao Qingfeng. It means to meditate on oneself and cultivate oneself and calm oneself. In fact, it is not an exaggeration, Lingzhu has the effect of calming the mind. The meditation pavilion in the bamboo forest has this added effect. Coupled with a pot of clear tea brewed with spiritual spring water, there is a feeling of being a hermit master and a descendant.

"Senior brother, how do you feel?" personally poured a cup of tea for Zhen Fei, Xiao Qingfeng asked.

After the end just now, Xiao Qingfeng teamed up with Zhen Fei, Zhen Fan, Liu Ruyan and Zhao Ruyun sisters to return to Xingyang Peak. Xingyang Peak has now become their meeting place. Chat with each other in your spare time, and there is a special flavor.

Zhen Fei naturally understood what Xiao Qingfeng was referring to, took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and said, "The first person in the Seven Sects deserves his name. If I didn't have the Yuanyang Sword in my hand, I wouldn't be his opponent. ”

"If you are a fellow practitioner with him, there is no Yuanyang Sword. What do you think of the results?" Xiao Qingfeng picked up the teacup and savored it.

"I can't tell, he has a deep understanding of swordsmanship, and he is definitely a swordsmanship genius. If he wasn't from Divine Sword Villa, I would have wanted Shizun to take him as an apprentice. Zhen Fei shook his head slightly, said in an emotional tone, and when he said this, his tone paused, and asked, "What is the senior brother asking for?"

"He's no match for me. Xiao Qingfeng said softly, although his tone was light, but there was no doubt, "Forget it, don't talk about him." What we need to discuss today is how to let Senior Sister Liu and Senior Sister Zhao enter the top five of the Seven Sects. How likely do you think that's going to be?"

After getting along for a short time yesterday, Xiao Qingfeng has regained the feeling he had when he got along, and he didn't treat the Liu Ruyan sisters as outsiders. Now that the two of them are in trouble, as friends, he naturally needs to plan for them. You must know that being able to practice in Yuanyang Sect for five years is definitely a great opportunity. Even because of the relationship of these five years, I have the opportunity to enter the Jindan realm in this life.

"With Senior Sister Liu's strength, there is no problem in the top five. But Senior Sister Zhao is probably a little hanging. Zhenfan said.

"With my strength, there is no hope for the top five, and Senior Brother Zhenfeng doesn't have to bother so much. ”

Zhao Ruyun was very open-minded. There are a total of nine true core disciples in the Seven Sects, and he is the weakest of the nine. No matter how lucky you are, you won't be able to finish in the top five.

"The same cannot be said. What we cultivators need is to create possibilities out of the impossible. Think about it carefully, is there any way to make Senior Sister Zhao win. Xiao Qingfeng shook his head and said disapprovingly, "The core disciples of the Seven Sects, except for Senior Brother Jiang Jianheng, are all mid-stage Qi refining cultivators. The gap in cultivation is not too big. If you have a trick or two, I'd like to have a chance to try it. ”

Zhenfan shook his head, not quite agreeing with Xiao Qingfeng's words, "That's what I said, but the top five will be decided tomorrow." How can I have time to practice such a thing? If there is enough time, I can teach my sister a small formation, but how can I have this time now?"

"Senior brother is right. The time is too short, and I don't have so much time to practice if I really have any tricks. Zhenfei nodded approvingly.

The relationship between the two of them and Sister Liu Ruyan is far from the stage of helping each other. Although he couldn't clearly deny Xiao Qingfeng's suggestion, he didn't have to rack his brains to find a way. They are now in a state where they can help if they can, and they can't help that.

Looking at the expressions of the two, Xiao Qingfeng also knew that they might not be able to count on it. Fingers flicked on the stone table, contemplative. If you want Zhao Ruyun to win, there are no more than two possibilities. First, enhance her strength. Second, weaken the strength of the other side.

Seeing Xiao Qingfeng pondering, everyone didn't bother, but they had different thoughts.

Liu Ruyan's heart was slightly different, and her eyes when she looked at Xiao Qingfeng changed slightly. Zhenfan pursed his lips, feeling that Xiao Qingfeng was a little worried about eating radish. Zhen Fei's expression was different, his eyes glanced at Xiao Qingfeng, Liu Ruyan and Zhao Ruyun a few times, and a trace of an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As for the parties themselves. Zhao Ruyun's heart rose with a touch of emotion.

This kind of emotion should not appear in the practitioner, although the practitioner does not cut off the seven emotions and six desires, but over a long period of time, the seven emotions and six desires will gradually fade, until in the end, there will even be a state of forgetfulness.

Xiao Qingfeng didn't care about them, but was trying to think about it. He took the initiative not to fall in love with Sister Zhao Ruyun, but that he needed to use these things to alleviate the loneliness and loneliness in his heart. He didn't want to let his emotions and desires be indifferent.

If there are no seven emotions and six desires, then you are still yourself?

This is what he has always been. With his current knowledge, he couldn't find the answer at all. But he instinctively wanted to ease the mood. That's why I do things that make myself and others feel emotional. (To be continued.) )