When Jian Qingyu followed Lin Caicheng to the square, this place was already crowded. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Overnight, the Daomen had already set up a full ten rings on this square!

Above the stone steps leaning against the direction of the palace, there is a row of tables and chairs, on which the heads of the seven great families such as Lin Caicheng and Xinghuayu sit high.

On the stone steps in front of them, there were also ten rows of benches, where Lin Qiongling and Xing Chenghao and other disciples of the family were sitting.

"Miss Ling'er! Brother Yuqing!"

As soon as Jian Qingyu and Lin Qiongling sat down, Xing Chenghao ran over with a smile, said hello to the two, and sat on Lin Qiongling's left.

"Xing Chenghao, this is the position arranged for our Lin family, why did you come here?"

Lin Qiongling's nose wrinkled slightly, and she glared at Xing Chenghao.

"He's going to trade with me!"

Xing Yuhao's neck shrunk, and he pretended to be pitiful and pointed at the young man sitting next to a purple-clothed woman in the Xing family.

Lin Qiongling turned her head to look, and immediately gritted her teeth and said hatefully: "Senior Brother Lin Feng!

Jian Qingyu also discovered that the man who was chatting happily with the purple-clothed woman of the Star Family was the disciple of the Lin Family he had met when he first entered the Heavenly Flame Valley!

"Why is it not promising!Xing'er is a famous beauty in my star family!" said with a smile.

"Humph!"

Lin Qiongling turned her head away and snorted softly.

"Brother Yuqing, have you ever broken through?"

Xing Chenghao was not annoyed, and looked at Jian Qingyu who was sitting on the right side of Lin Qiongling with a smile.

"Hmm!"

Jian Qingyu also smiled and nodded.

"Tsk!"

Xing Chenghao sighed in praise and said: "When you are in the acquired realm, you will be able to kill the innate master, and this time you will break through to the innate realm, I am afraid you can compete with that Yang Xuying for the crown!"

"Brother Shenhao has won the prize!"

Jian Qingyu smiled and shook his head, looking at Yang Xuying, but saw him and Yun Qingyang sitting side by side, but neither of them spoke, sitting with their eyes closed!

As if sensing Jian Qingyu's gaze, Yang Xuying slowly opened his eyes and turned his head slightly to look at Jian Qingyu, his gaze cold.

"The master of the real person has arrived! The first seat of Jiufeng has arrived!"

A deep and loud voice suddenly sounded, spreading throughout the square!

The noisy square instantly fell silent, and both Dao Sect elders and Dao Sect disciples quickly stood up, turned around and stood solemnly, and looked at the main hall behind the steps.

On the square, everyone looked up and saw ten middle-aged men and women in ink-colored robes slowly walking out of the main hall behind.

The person at the head, wearing a brocade crown, hanging a long sword, his eyes are like lightning, and his steps are majestic and steady.

The nine middle-aged men and women who were half a step behind Fa Yun were naturally among the Daomen, second only to Fa Yun's Nine Peaks!

Fa Yun slowly walked to the ink-colored chair reserved in the center, nodded slightly with Lin Caicheng and the others, and sat down.

The first seat of Jiufeng sat on the nine black chairs reserved on the right side of Fayun in turn!

Seeing that the real person in charge of the sect and the first seat of Jiufeng were seated separately, the elders and disciples of the Dao Sect slowly sat down.

"Everyone!"

Fa Xuan, the elder of the Dao Sect wearing a dark green robe, stepped forward slowly and said loudly: "There are more than 100,000 participants in this martial arts conference, and after the selection of the knockout round, 151 people finally advanced to the ring competition, starting today, the battle of the ring!"

"According to the discussion of the Daomen and other family sects, the rules of the ring competition are as follows!"

Saying this, Fa Yun's voice turned sharp, and his face was solemn.

"First, there are ten rings in the ring, and each winner will compete for the championship!"

"Second, each of the 151 contestants has one chance to challenge once a day, and the deadline is three days, and those who win 100 consecutive games or are still in the ring before the third day will be the champion!"

"Third, the purpose of the martial arts conference is to compete with swords, and it is strictly forbidden to fight for life and death, and it is strictly forbidden to kill people!"

"The ring has officially begun!"

With that, Fa Xuan slowly retreated to the side, and there were already ten old men in dark green Taoist robes flying onto the stage, standing in the ring with their hands in their hands, all of them were innate masters!

"The door is so loose!"

"Daomen Makawa!"

"Daomen Zhencang!"

"Daomen Zhenzhi!"

......

Ten purple-robed young Taoist priests took the lead in flying to the ten rings and turned to look at everyone.

"Zhongzhou Wenyi!"

In the midst of the scattered cultivation, a sturdy figure burst into a shout, jumped on the stage, and the long sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, condescending, and slashed obliquely towards Zhenchuan.

"Chongzhou Xiang'an!"

"Suzhou Chongwei!"

......

One person made a move, and nine figures jumped out one after another in the scattered cultivation, attacking Zhensong and the others respectively!

These purple-robed Taoist priests are worthy of being the core disciples of the Daomen, not only are their cultivation profound, but their swordsmanship is also quite exquisite, Wen Yi and the other ten scattered cultivators soon fell into the disadvantage and were knocked out of the ring!

Ten loose cultivators were defeated, and among the scattered cultivators, ten loose cultivators fell into the ring again, and they didn't give Zhensong and the others the slightest respite!

On the square, the crowd was boiling, and the ring competition was becoming more and more intense, not only the scattered cultivators, but also the disciples of the major family sects also shot one after another, and now standing in the ring are all first-class masters among the young generation in the mainland!

"Zhongzhou Ningluo!"

A slightly familiar shout sounded, and Jian Qingyu followed the prestige, only to see that Ning Luo, the old man of Zhongzhou's seven killings, had already flown into the ring, his right hand was wiped on his waist, and a six-foot soft sword had already appeared in his hand!

The long sword shook, and thousands of sword shadows shrouded the purple-robed young Taoist priest in the ring, false and real, difficult to distinguish between true and false, and it was indeed worthy of the name of "phantom killing"!

"Three thousand phantom swords, virtual and real don't meet!"

Jian Qingyu looked at Ning Luo's sharp move, a smile appeared on his face, he nodded slightly, and said in a low voice: "Ning Luo's 'Phantom Dragon Sword Technique' has been a small success, and he will definitely be able to defeat this person within ten moves!"

"Brother Quitting, do you know that Zhongzhou Ning Luo?"

Lin Qiongling turned her head to look at Jian Qingyu in surprise.

"Hmm!"

Jian Qingyu nodded slightly, and said, "It's a one-sided relationship!"

"Brother Yuqing's eyes are sharp-eyed, and he can tell the true meaning of "Phantom Dragon Sword Technique" at a glance, he is worthy of being a swordsman!"

Xing Shenhao smiled and said, "Ning Luo uses a soft sword to perform the 'Phantom Dragon Sword Technique', and her swordsmanship is soft and changeable, which is also very suitable for her!"

Jian Qingyu nodded slightly, this "Phantom Dragon Sword Technique" is from the "Seven Dragons Sword Array", it is a profound sword technique of the sword family, Jian Qingyu has also learned, so he is naturally extremely familiar!

Ning Luo and the other Zhongzhou Seven Kills were able to practice the "Seven Dragons Sword Array", so they naturally had a lot of connections with the sword family, so Jian Qingyu paid special attention to them!

Sure enough, just as Jian Qingyu and the others whispered, the purple-robed Taoist priest had already revealed his defeat under Ning Luo's thousands of sword shadows, full of loopholes!

The soft sword shook, immediately straightened, thousands of sword shadows dissipated, the sword light flashed, Ning Luo's long sword had already pierced the shoulder socket of the purple-robed Taoist priest, and then kicked one of them out of the ring!

"Daomen is really hao!"

A deep and loud voice suddenly sounded, and the square was suddenly silent, and then there was an uproar.

The fat Taoist priest Zhen Hao, who was wearing a white Taoist robe, had already flashed his figure and appeared in the ring, and his long sword quickly stabbed at Ning Luo!

Seeing Zhenhao challenging herself, Ning Luo's complexion changed greatly, and she hurriedly flew back, the long sword in her hand shook, and thousands of sword shadows protected her in front of her!

"Why did Zhenhao come to power on the first day!"

Lin Qiongling looked at Zhen Hao and Ning Luo in the ring in surprise.

Not only her, but all the eyes of everyone in the square were focused on Zhenhao and Ning Luo!

One is the innate master Zhen Hao, a disciple of the Dao Sect, and the other is Ning Luo, a scattered cultivator in the realm of the acquired grandmaster, it is self-evident which of the two is stronger and which is weaker.

But what everyone is even more puzzled about is how could a true and dignified innate master go on stage to challenge on the first day of the ring competition?

Among the younger generation, there are very few innate masters, and the championship battle of this martial arts conference will undoubtedly fall between them!

There were three days in the ring competition, and Jian Qingyu, Xing Chenghao and the others all planned to wait until the third day to make a move and win the position of the champion in one fell swoop!

"Seventh sister! You are not his opponent! Quickly abstain and admit defeat!"

Under the ring, the boss of the seven kills, the burly giant man with a single-edged giant sword, "slashed" the horsepower, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted!

"I ......"

Ning Luo also knew that he was not Zhenhao's opponent at all, and hurriedly wanted to admit defeat, but he knew that Zhenhao's sword momentum changed, and the attack was even more fierce, it was actually a sword killing move!

Ning Luo had no choice but to concentrate and retreat towards the edge of the ring! In the battle of the ring, if she fell into the ring, she would naturally lose!

"Oops! This is really a killing machine!"

Starfall Hao's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed.

Jian Qingyu also had a solemn face, her eyes were firmly fixed on the ring, and her left hand was holding the scabbard of the Tianyan Sword.

No matter who it was, it was obvious that Zhenhao was going to kill Ning Luo in this ring, and he didn't even have a chance to make her admit defeat!

However, the Dao Sect Elder in the ring had his eyes slightly closed, his head lowered, as if he was asleep, and he didn't react at all!