The golden pavilion in the heart of the pond stands quietly.

It's secluded, there is no wind or waves, not even a ray of sunlight can penetrate it, and the lighting is all by lanterns and torches. In addition, now the pavilion door is tightly fastened and the rhombic window is closed, and the original colorful glow is all sealed in the golden pavilion. Therefore, from the perspective of the three swordsmen of pine, stone, and bamboo, the surroundings are very quiet, and only the sound of dripping water can be heard.

But from the inside of the pavilion, it is treacherous, ten years in an instant!

The golden vat, which was four feet wide and more than three feet high, was fastened with a hemispherical silver-white net, and a thumb-thick column ran through the middle, like a long umbrella handle. And this inverted mesh cover was formed by the syrup-like liquid in the jar mixed with two or three drops of blood on Yang Ao's fingers.

Now, through the gaps in the net, everyone looks back at the phantom lights and shadows.

......

The square in front of the palace is crowded with people, and the voices are boiling.

People in different costumes, pushing, shoving, and making noise, rushed to the entrance of the hall, and were stopped by two or three rows of gold-armored warriors.

A middle-aged man in a bright yellow brocade robe, with a very burly figure, seemed to be a leader, stood among the warriors, and shouted: "In front of the Heavenly Martial Arts Palace! Who dares to make a loud noise!! Be careful to ruin your glory!!"

With such a roar, the crowd of headless flies seemed to pinch their throats in unison, and they were all silenced immediately.

The leader paused for a moment, clenched his fist sideways, and continued to shout: "In accordance with the Great Elder's holy decree, today the Mixed Yuan Gate of the Martial Arts Hall will be grandly opened, and a sword god promotion competition will be held solemnly! The four clans will report the candidates according to the procedures! The rest of the people are not allowed to trespass! Violators will be removed from glory and will be enslaved, and the inspection department will be severely punished!!"

The people below listened to the order, and there was a lot of discussion, and at the same time they hurriedly promoted the four people who were the leader.

I heard the four people report their names and surnames in turn:

"In the Six-Star Sword Emperor of the Yang Clan's Heavenly Clan, Yang Ao!" the young man in the green suit took the lead and reported loudly. There was a commotion among the spectators present - Yang Ao, the prodigy Sword Emperor of the Heavenly Clan, was he? Sure enough, he was a talent, a handsome and dashing beautiful boy!

Xue Siyan and Yang Ruoqing, who were surrounding the golden tank, were also surprised, although they had heard Yang Ao talk about their bizarre experiences before, but when this story was presented in front of them like a movie, they still felt incredible and unbelievable. Of course, Xue Xuchun, who had already learned Yang Ao's name from his daughter, also showed a look of surprise.

Next was a man in black, who waved the strange snake-shaped long sword in his hand and roared loudly: "I am the Kan clan of the Li clan, the six-star sword emperor, Li Changkong!"

"I am the Zhu Clan, the Six Stars, the Sword Emperor!" The red-clothed Huafa old man should be the eldest of the four, but his momentum is not lost to the young man at all.

The people below couldn't help it, chattering like sparrows, talking to each other, and they didn't know what they were talking about. Seeing this, the yellow-robed leader reprimanded again, and shouted at the top of his voice for a long time before he stopped the noisy voices.

The last one, the man in white who looked like a masked man, but his face was black—the black of black charcoal,

This face, because the skin is too dark, it is almost impossible to see the appearance of the hair and beard, and even the specific shape of the facial features is very blurred, only a pair of whites of eyes and two rows of teeth are felt, which looks extraordinarily white.

This kind of black charcoal-like complexion, coupled with the low-key nature of a small nose and small eyes, has no majestic atmosphere. Moreover, the man's voice was more like a broken gong, dry and hoarse, and gloomy!

I heard this middle-aged man in white clothes and black face pop out a few words weakly, his voice was very soft and short, as if he was reluctant to speak more: "Qiucanghai, Dui, Sword Emperor......"

The autumn sea has just been reported, and the front of the hall is noisy, and the voices are boiling. Suddenly, a group of people in green clothes shouted slogans, but it was the Celestial Clan with the superior number of people. Raise your arms and shout in unison: "Yang Ao Sword God! The Heavenly Clan will win!" Of course, there are also threes, threes, twos, sporadic calls, cheering for the other three.

"Don't be noisy!"

The yellow-robed leader shouted loudly and roared angrily: "They are all people in the divine realm, why don't you know how to respect yourself?!" Others, etc., are strictly forbidden to enter, and violators will be severely punished!" After speaking, he led the Sword Emperor of the four clans of Heaven, Kan, Bird, and Dui into the main hall.

......

The scene changed again, and it was already the stage of the competition in the palace.

The main hall is very spacious, beautifully decorated, and resplendent in gold.

More than a dozen pillars surrounded by several people stand tall, holding up the tall roof of the hall, on which a chessboard is built like a lot of square-shaped flat domes, which are decorated with clusters of gold thread patterns, shining brightly. In the middle of the dome, hang a huge golden chandelier, layered on top of each other, about a dozen layers, each layer has placed a lot of lampposts and pearls, illuminating the hall with brilliance.

Look at the four walls again, towering and upright, like a cliff, there are many huge murals depicted on it, painted with gold and color, magnificent. The bright yellow curtains dozens of zhang long are embroidered with all kinds of exquisite patterns, and there are rows of jewels and gems falling below, which looks very solemn and luxurious.

The ground is a golden floor tile of water, and there are four patterns such as flames, auspicious clouds, waves, and vines, which can be seen in light.

In the direction of the temple gate, there are three layers of platforms, and each layer is paved with more than ten steps. On the top floor, a cloud platform was built, and a mountain-shaped golden jade screen was set up on the platform, in which a throne with a width of more than one zhang was placed.

But there was no one on the throne, only a tablet with a gold rim and a blue background, on which was engraved a column of small characters, which could not be seen from a distance.

On both sides of the platform, there are gold-armored warrior guards, all with cold eyebrows, holding shields and spears, motionless, like statues.

The four of them followed the yellow-robed leader up the stairs and came to the second platform. The leader motioned for everyone to salute the tablet, and said: "Wei Taiping is not easy to be the yuan, the moon of Rong Gui Jingfang, the day of leaving hatred and breaking thoughts, carry the heavens, and follow the holy oracle, bring the sword emperors of the four clans, Yang Ao, Li Changkong, Zhu Sheng, and Qiu Canghai, and compete for the glory of the sword god of the natural country in the Wuyun Palace." I respectfully ask the heavens to protect all beings in the divine realm, and to be peaceful and prosperous for all generations!"

After finishing the song, the leader of the yellow robe took the golden bottle handed by the person next to him, which contained four jasper long sticks, and turned to the four people: "Please draw a lot to determine the opponent of the first round, please!" After speaking, he handed the golden bottle to everyone.

The four of them looked at each other, it was still Yang Ao, of course, it was the Sword Emperor Yang Ao, who was the first to step forward, took out a jade stick from the golden bottle, and looked at it, but there was no text pattern on it. I couldn't help but be a little surprised in my heart, and I saw that the other three people also took out one in turn and held it in their hands, their faces were also confused.

"Okay!" The yellow-robed leader didn't explain much, stretched out a hand, palm up, and said, "Please gather the spirit sticks in your hands in one place." ”

The four of them followed the instructions and gathered the four jade sticks, but saw that the original jasper-colored sticks had changed into two colors, one black and one white, the same as the two. Looking at the person who signed the sign, it was Yang Ao and Li Changkong, both white, and the other two were black.

"The opponent in the first round, Yang Ao of the Heavenly Clan vs. Li Changkong of the Kan Clan, Zhu Sheng of the Finch Clan vs. Qiu Canghai of the Tui Clan!"

As soon as the words fell, those statue-like golden-armored warriors suddenly moved, and quickly rushed to the lowest platform, that is, the vestibule after entering the main hall, enclosing two boxy areas with a radius of about five or six zhang, leaving only one opening.

"The two Sword Emperors of the Heavenly Clan and the Kan Clan, please move to the east, and the other two please go to the west, prepare separately, and start immediately!"

It turned out that the square area surrounded by the gold-armored warriors was the venue for the two sides to compete.

The four were divided into two groups according to the draw combination and were seated almost at the same time. I heard the yellow-robed leader clear his throat and loudly proclaimed: "The Heavenly Sword God Promotion Hall Examination has officially started now!"

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Four Sword Emperors, a combination of two and two.

Yang Ao of the Heavenly Clan and Li Changkong of the Kan Clan were in a group, and the two looked at each other and smiled, both of them had a sense of sympathy.

Li Changkong held a long sword as blue as iron in his hand, the sword body was curved, like a snake, and the shape was very strange. The gauntlet on the hilt of the sword is even more strange, directly made of two pieces of tortoise shell, and I don't know how it was sensed from the Heavenly Sword Blood Pool.

"Brother Yang, I have long heard that the prodigy Sword Emperor is talented and intelligent, and his martial arts are extraordinary, and it is also a great honor to meet him today!"

"You're polite!" the Heavenly Clan Sword Emperor clenched his fists and flicked it, and the Bladeless Broken Sword was already in his hand.

"Then there's no need to be polite, come on!" Li Changkong raised his long sword, pinched a sword trick in his left hand, and put on a duel posture.

Yang Ao didn't say much, his body shook, and he had already stabbed out a sword, which went straight to the opponent's chest.

A fierce sword wind roared.

Li Changkong didn't dare to slack off, raised his serpentine long sword, and took a diagonal step to attack the side forward. With the Kan swordsmanship he has learned, he has always taken "combining rigidity and softness, and overcoming rigidity with softness" as the key, so when encountering an attack, he often avoids the edge and shoots at the weak link of the opponent. Seeing that the young man of the Heavenly Clan raised his hand is a straight stab, like a green dragon entering the sea, clearly exposing the gap in the side, so he took attack as defense and returned with a sword.

Who knew that Yang Ao's stab was a false move, and the flaws exposed were also deliberate. Before the broken sword was halfway there, it had already turned around and turned into a sweep, aiming at the middle of the serpentine long sword and slashing down. This broken sword seems to be blunt and bladeless, but in fact, with endogenous sword power, it is short hair and extremely sharp.

Once the long sword is cut off, the other party will become a tiger with its teeth extracted, no matter how powerful you are, there is nothing you can do. With just this one move, you can decide the winner.

However, the other party is also a six-star sword emperor, how can he deal with one move and two styles?

Li Changkong seemed to have expected it, and he didn't panic when he saw this, and he shouted, "It's good to come!" and at the same time, he quickly slapped the turtle shell on the hilt of the sword with his left hand.

The strange turtle shell suddenly moved, twisted its curve, and moved to the center of the long sword, just in time to meet the blow!

It turns out that this special gauntlet can slide randomly to protect the blade!