Above the sky, goose feathers and heavy snow are falling. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On the square, yesterday's ten rings have been replaced by a huge bluestone ring with a diameter of more than ten zhang.

Around the ring, there was a crowd of people, and the cold sky seemed to be melted by the surging mood of countless warriors!

On the stone steps, Lin Qiongling and the others had already arrived, but Lin Caicheng and the others had not arrived.

"It's time to arrive, why haven't they come out yet?"

Lin Qiongling turned her head to look at the empty dark chair behind her, but her expression was a little nervous!

"They're coming!"

Jian Qingyu, who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and smiled softly.

"Hmm, Brother Yuqing, why are you ......?"

Lin Qiongling turned her head to look at Jian Qingyu in some surprise, before the words fell, she also heard the footsteps, and hurriedly turned her head to look, and sure enough, she saw that everyone had already appeared in sight!

With the appearance of Fa Yun and others, the originally noisy square suddenly quieted down!

Under the attention of everyone, Fa Yun and the others sat in turn in the order of yesterday, while Fa Xuan slowly walked down the stone steps and climbed into the ring.

"Today's competition rules are not limited, but no injuries are allowed, the ten champions can choose their opponents at will in the ring, the first to be knocked out of the ring, or the one who admits defeat, is the tenth, and the one who finally stays in the ring is the champion of the martial arts tournament!"

Fa Xuan's words immediately caused a noisy discussion, no one would have thought that this most important championship competition, the rules are the simplest, and the way of the game is so casual!

"This regulation is very beneficial to the Daomen, Brother Yuqing, you have to be careful that Zhenru, Zhenwu and Zhenluo join forces to deal with you!"

Jian Qingyu nodded solemnly, and at the same time, facing the three masters of the Dao Sect, he was sure to lose.

"If they can join forces, can't we join forces?"

Lin Qiongling said in a low voice: "Brother Yuqing, if you join forces with Senior Sister Lin Yao, even if there are three people in the Dao Sect, you may not be able to win easily!"

"It's not that simple!"

Xing Yuhao smiled bitterly and shook his head, and Fa Xuan's loud voice spread through the square again: "Please ten champions come to the stage!"

As soon as the words fell, one after another figures flew out from among the crowd and landed on the edge of the ring, keeping a distance from each other!

Jian Qingyu and Lin Yao also glanced at each other, flew into the ring, and ten people surrounded Fa Xuan in the middle!

"Now that you've arrived, the competition begins!"

Fa Xuan's eyes swept over Jian Qingyu and the others, smiled slightly, and said.

When the words fell, Fa Xuan's figure flashed, and he retreated to the edge of the ring, and the atmosphere in the ring suddenly became solemn!

"As I expected!"

Xing Yuhao looked at Yang Xuying, Zhen Wu, Zhen Luo, Jian Yunxing, Ling Hantang and Yang Zheng who were standing in turn, and suddenly sighed: "Jian Yunxing, Ling Hantang and Yang Zheng have definitely been won over by the Dao Gate!"

As soon as Xing Yuhao's words fell, Zhen Wu, Jian Yunxing and the others really rushed towards Han Xiuyuan, Huo Yanshan and Lin Yao together.

Only Yang Xuying and Jian Qingyu didn't move, the two of them condensed each other, their breath spitting, but they didn't even blink their eyes!

Huo Yanshan was besieged by Zhenwu and Ling Hantang, and Han Xiu's principle was to quickly fight fiercely with Zhenluo and Jianyunxing.

"Lin Yao, we have already agreed to join forces to drive Han Xiuyuan and their loose cultivators out of the ring first, do you want to help them?"

Yang Zheng held an iron fan in his hand, pointed it on the back of Lin Yao's right hand that was holding the hilt of the sword, and said softly.

Lin Yao was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but stop, her brows furrowed slightly.

Yang Zheng's words are to oppress people with power, once Lin Yao makes a move at this time, he is bound to stand on the opposite side of the three sects and seven families, and the Lin family will definitely give him a handle!

Seeing Lin Yao hesitate, Yang Zheng smiled slightly, retreated, and turned to attack Han Xiuyuan!

"Why did Senior Sister Lin Yao suddenly stop!"

Lin Qiongling looked at Lin Yao, who let Yang Zheng retreat and besieged Han Xiuyuan, and said in surprise.

"Sure enough!"

Xing Yuhao nodded with a gloomy face, and said in a deep voice: "The three sects and the seven families are in the same breath, they use this to threaten each other, and Miss Lin Yao has to be cautious!"

In the ring, Jian Qingyu saw that Han Xiuyuan and Huo Yanshan were besieged by five people, and immediately his face sank, his body flashed, he held a sword in his left hand, held a sword in his right hand, drew a sword, and quickly ran towards Yang Xuying!

Yang Xuying saw Jian Qingyu strike first, a smile appeared on his face, his figure flashed, and he greeted him!

The two approached, but before they could fight, the breath around them collided wildly, setting off large snowflakes, and dancing wildly with the strong wind!

"Boom!"

The Tianyan Sword was instantly unsheathed, and the aura around the sword Qingyu completely burst out, and thousands of snowflakes flew towards Yang Xuying!

In the snowflakes, the Tianyan Sword was as fast as a phantom, slashing away from the bottom left to the top right, slashing towards Yang Xuying!

"This sword!"

Under the ring, Xing Chenghao looked at the sword Qingyu, a sword that was real and virtual, and his whole body was shocked, and countless sword moves appeared in his mind, the sword moves were as fast as meteors, if they were virtual, if they were like dreams, they were just a simple sword, but they brought thousands of phantoms!

The wind and snow hit, but Yang Xuying didn't even blink his eyes, the strong wind swept around him, and those snowflakes were swept around before they got close.

"Boom!"

The golden sword behind Yang Xuying also suddenly came out of its sheath.

At the moment when he pulled out the golden mangsword, Yang Xuying slashed down and slashed Huashan with force, and the momentum was so strong that it was not comparable to the sword drawing technique of Jian Qingyu!

"Bell!"

The crisp and loud sound of gold and iron clashing spread throughout the square, and the violent wind spread, and the snow under the feet of the two was suddenly swept away, and the sky was full of snowflakes, completely enveloping the figures of the two of them.

In the center shrouded in snowflakes, Jian Qingyu and Yang Xuying collided with each other, but they did not retreat, but four deep footprints had already been stepped on on the bluestone under the feet of the two.

Around the footprints, there were cracks, and the bluestone ring, which was known for its hardness, was actually cracked by the two of them!

The two swords collided, and the qi surged, but the face of the sword Qingyu became more and more solemn!

He performed "Sword Drawing Technique", but he still only had a tie with Yang Xuying, and he shot first just now, and he really fell into the disadvantage.

"The Sword Drawing Sword Technique is so powerful!"

A hint of surprise also flashed in Yang Xuying's eyes, he had already reached the innate realm for many years, and he was only one step away from the middle innate stage, just now a sword was gaining momentum for a long time, and it was still only a tie with Jian Qingyu!

The two looked at each other, and shot at the same time again, Jian Qingyu held the scabbard in his left hand and clenched his fist, and Yang Xuying's left hand was palmed!

The fists and palms intersected, the strong wind spread, and the snowflakes that had just dissipated a lot began to churn again, but the figures of Jian Qingyu and Yang Xuying slid backwards!

However, as soon as the two stabilized their bodies, they rushed towards each other again, and neither seemed to intend to give each other a chance to take a breath!

Among the snowflakes, everyone couldn't see the figures of Jian Qingyu and Yang Xuying at all, only saw the sword light of Tianyan Sword and Jinmang Sword staggered, and the flying snowflakes seemed to be shattered by thousands of sword shadows, and gradually dissipated!

"What a speed!"

"They've already competed hundreds of tricks!"

"It's evenly matched!"

......

Under the ring, everyone looked at Jian Qingyu and Yang Xuying, who were so fast that they could barely see the sword moves, and their eyes were full of light!

Even Fa Xuan, who was also in the Innate Realm, and many other Dao Sect Elders, couldn't take their eyes off it and marveled!

In the Kyushu Continent, there may be some innate masters, but there are only a handful of swordsmanship that have reached the realm of no tricks!

The battle between Jian Qingyu and Yang Xuying, although it is very powerful, but the two of them come and go, and the scope of the impact is very small.

To the south of the ring, Zhenwu and Ling Hantang joined forces to attack Huo Yanshan, and the three heavy swords collided head-on again and again, but Huo Yanshan still did not fall behind!

Zhenwu held his sword in both hands and slashed towards Huo Yanshan, Huo Yanshan swung his sword and slashed horizontally, and then quickly used the power of the shock to slash towards Ling Hantang at a faster speed, Ling Hantang had to change his attack to defense and block the Qingjun Sword!

Huo Yanshan took the opportunity to sweep his legs and forced Ling Hantang to retreat, and then kicked Ling Hantang's chest with both feet!

Ling Hantang raised his sword to protect him, Huo Yanshan took advantage of his strength to jump, and Qingjun Sword was condescending and slashed towards Zhenwu!

The sword moves of the three of them are all wide open and close, and the momentum is heavy, but Huo Yanshan is not only superior to the two of them in terms of cultivation, but also fierce and domineering in swordsmanship, fast as thunder, even if it is the strength of He Zhenwu and Ling Hantang, they have not been able to gain the upper hand!

On the side of the north, Han Xiuyuan, who was one against three, had obviously fallen into the disadvantage!

Although Han Xiuyuan's sword moves were simple and ordinary, they were extremely powerful, and every attack of the ink-colored ancient sword was enough to make the three of Jian Yunxing retreat in panic!

However, Jian Yunxing's moves are vicious and spicy, specializing in key points, the Zhenluo Sword is like a phantom, it is difficult to distinguish between virtual and real, Yang Zheng is dexterous and weird, and there are many changes.

The three of them joined forces to besiege, Han Xiuyuan's attack could not be completed in one go, and it was difficult for the "Canglang Sword Technique" to burst out with its powerful power.

In the ring, the nine major champions fought fiercely, but only Lin Yao stood to the side with a stunned face, his hands clenched, and his knuckles were pinched white!