Nie Wushuang really didn't understand everything that was going on here, so he didn't keep silent, and stood aside and watched slowly, but wanted to see what this so-called Sword Discussion Conference was all about.

"This year's Sword Conference will be incomparably exciting, I heard that there are a lot of geniuses this year, and they must be made to know the means of the older generation of disciples!"

"Yes, we also came here like this back then, the older generation of disciples liked the most to let the new generation of disciples grow insightful, and now it is a critical moment!"

"Be quiet, look, the first disciple has appeared!"

Nie Wushuang heard the discussion around him and finally knew what was going on, it turned out that it was the older generation of disciples who trained the new generation of disciples, this is probably very normal among all sects.

In the open space, a gray-clothed young man walked straight out, followed by another green-clothed girl, obviously a newcomer who joined the sect at the same time.

"Since the senior brothers want to discuss the sword with the junior brothers, I'll come first!"

The gray-clothed young man still looked a little immature, but the faint sword intent on his body was not weak.

The white-robed young man's eyes lit up, he knew that this gray-clothed young man was a genius among the rookie disciples, and ordinary people didn't have the courage to come up at all, and the first condition for joining the inner disciples of the General Sect was to use the fourfold combat power of the supernatural powers, and the gray-clothed young man had definitely reached it.

The white-robed young man Ha Luha smiled, and said loudly: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Qinghe and Senior Sister Qingcao, the sword is to control the swordsmanship to fight, and it can't hurt people's lives, so far, every time you talk about the sword, one catty of spiritual liquid, one hundred Qingyun Pill, this is the minimum, how about it?"

The gray-clothed boy and the green-clothed girl both nodded, they had been coming to the Zongzong for a while, and they naturally knew the nature of the sword and the small bets.

Soon, the gray-clothed young man took out a catty of spiritual liquid and a hundred Qingyun Pills and put them on the elder's table, and there was an elder here who was specifically looking at the inner disciple's sword.

Nie Wushuang was shocked, he didn't expect that the token of the inner disciple actually had Qingyun Pill and could also receive spiritual liquid, it was really good, this is the style of the great sect, Nie Wushuang was happy in his heart, it seemed that he was really not wrong to come to the general sect.

Qinghe, a gray-clothed young man, was holding a three-foot long sword, which was a hundred refining divine soldiers, and among the many disciples of the older generation who were watching the battle, a young man in yellow also came out.

The young man in yellow had a faint sense of sharpness on his body, and even his eyes had a needle-like sword intent, and he was obviously also a good hand.

"My Dao name 'Yuan Zhen', Senior Brother Qinghe, please!"

Yuan Zhen, a disciple of the older generation, opened his mouth and said, his expression was indifferent and arrogant, obviously he didn't take Qinghe very seriously.

"Senior brother, be careful. ”

After Qinghe finished speaking, the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand instantly turned into a snow-white sword light, without the slightest addition of true yuan power, the sword is not allowed to use true yuan and divine power, only pure swordsmanship, once the true yuan or divine power is used, it is lost.

The snow-white sword light shrouded a radius of ten zhang, like a big snowball shrouded towards the Yuan Zhen, obviously the power of the sword technique had attracted the surrounding heaven and earth vitality.

Yuan Zhen's eyes froze, obviously he also found that Qinghe was a strong enemy, and he didn't dare to be careless, and immediately showed his most proud silver moon swordsmanship, and in an instant, a bright moon appeared in the sky, but under the reflection of the day, it looked a little blurred, and the silver moon was formed by the convergence of the vitality of heaven and earth, which was the size of a zhang, and it was full of rolling sword qi.

The silver moon and the snow-white ball collided together in an instant, and countless sword qi shot out, but fortunately, the area around the Baizhang Clearing here had already been shrouded in a layer of faint light, and the elder who obviously judged opened the big array.

Swordsmanship, it is the art of killing, Qinghe's swordsmanship is like a snowball is getting more and more majestic, and gradually Yuan Zhen's Yinyue can't be suppressed, he doesn't dare to let Qinghe get close at all, and under the premise that he is not allowed to use True Yuan, once he gets close, his own Yinyue can't stop Qinghe, and it's strange if he doesn't lose.

Sure enough, after three breaths, Yuan Zhen still admits defeat, and the silver moon has collapsed, what can you do if you don't admit defeat!

"Qinghe wins!"

"I'm here, my Dao name 'Tianxing', Senior Brother Qinghe should be careful, my Tianxing Sword is not ordinary!"

A young man in blue appeared in front of Qinghe in one step, looking at Qinghe with a calm face.

"It's actually Senior Brother Tianxing who made a move, this time Zi Qinghe will definitely lose, you must know that Senior Brother Tianxing has comprehended the existence of sword intent. ”

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Qinghe will definitely lose this time. ”

"Senior brother, please!"

Qinghe was not afraid at all, although he knew the strength of Senior Brother Tianxing, he was not afraid at all, obviously the battle just now had greatly increased his confidence.

"Come on, big brother!"

The girl in green has a beautiful appearance and a stunning appearance, obviously Qinghe is her eldest brother.

Qinghe heard his sister's cheering and nodded fiercely.

The blue-clothed young man took out a three-foot long sword with a water blue, and Nie Wushuang knew at a glance that the water-blue long sword of Lu Dao was the top long sword even among the hundred refining divine weapons, and it could give full play to the strength of an immortal cultivator.

Qinghe still uses the snowball swordsmanship, but Tianxing's swordsmanship is like endless water, the crazy attack erodes Qinghe's swordsmanship, Qinghe can't stop it at all, among them, Tianxing uses swordsmanship, and the surrounding heaven and earth faintly contain a special aura, Nie Wushuang knows that it is sword intent, and it is something that can only be displayed by cultivators who have comprehended sword intent.

A thousand people who practice kendo may not necessarily master their own sword intent, and a thousand people who master sword intent may not necessarily have a gate to enter kendo, which shows how difficult the true kendo avenue is.

"Senior Brother Tianxing, I admit defeat!"

Looking at the long sword that was thrown away in his hand, Qinghe, the gray-clothed young man, was frustrated. The green-clothed girl Qingcao hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her, and Qinghe's face improved a little.

"Heaven wins. ”

Tianxing nodded, and turned his head to look at the people around him, "Newcomer disciple hurry up, Qingyun Sword Sect does not accept the nest, the way of the sword is originally an offensive technique, if you want to progress, you must go through endless battles, if you don't dare to fight, sooner or later you will be killed by the enemy one day!"

Nie Wushuang didn't bother to pay attention to Tianxing's words, and was about to leave here, but he didn't expect a shout to startle him, "Why are you here, senior brothers, he is also a rookie disciple, and he is very powerful, and he has bullied me!"

Nie Wushuang's face darkened instantly, thousands of calculations, how could he not count the little fat man, and now that he yelled at him like this, the eyes of tens of thousands of people all converged on Nie Wushuang's body.

Tianxing's eyes brightened even more, "Since this junior brother is so good, why don't we talk about swords?"

Looking at the white little fat man in front of him, Nie Wushuang really had the heart to strangle him, your sister, labor and management don't want to be famous, you wait for Lao Tzu!

Looking at Nie Wushuang's gloomy eyes, the white little fat man suddenly shuddered, and his whole body was excited, and he quickly shrank behind the white-robed young man!