After two rounds of competition, the remaining sixteen elite disciples also entered the fierce competition for the top eight. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is because of this that the sixteen people are basically the best in the Qingyun Sect.

The reason why I say "basically all" is because of a little disciple of Dazhu Peak who is extremely lucky. He was promoted by bye in the first round, and in the second round against Chu Yuhong, an outstanding disciple of Chaoyang Peak, he also won inexplicably, which was amazing.

When Yi Yun heard the news, he understood who that little disciple was, but he wasn't too surprised, but he just shook his head and sighed lightly for some reason.

Now, in addition to Yi Yun, Luo Xiafeng only has the senior brother Yan Chengan promoted.

Although Yan Chengan also successfully entered the next round, the senior brothers and even the people of Tianyun Dao were not optimistic that he could advance again.

Qingyun Mountain Tongtian Peak, Yunhai Square.

"What?!" Yi Tong's eyes widened, and he put his hands on Yan Chengan's shoulders, "Senior brother, you said that your opponent is Senior Sister Lu of Xiaozhufeng?"

The nearby Luoxia Peak disciples also looked at Yan Chengan with surprised faces.

Yi Yun stood aside, and couldn't help but look a little strange, after all, he remembered that there was no battle between Lu Xueqi and Yan Chengan.

But the world is unpredictable, and a little change is nothing.

Yan Chengan nodded with a wry smile and said, "Not bad." ”

When Yi Tong heard this, he was stunned for a moment and then withdrew his hand, thought about it and nodded: "Actually, it's not bad to lose to a beautiful woman." ”

Yan Cheng'an: "......"

At this time, the people of Tianyun Dao walked over slowly.

"Master. "All the disciples bowed.

Tianyun Daoist nodded slightly, then looked at Yan Cheng'an, stroked his beard and said: "Cheng'an, Lu Xueqi is extremely talented, although the entry is still short, but the Dao cultivation is much higher than you, and with the Tianya Divine Sword complementing, it is normal that you can't beat her." ”

After a pause, he added: "When the time comes, you just have to do your best, and you don't have to be discouraged even if you lose." ”

"The disciple understands. Yan Chengan bowed his head slightly and said.

Tianyun Daoist nodded slightly, looked at Yi Yun again, and asked with a smile: "Yi Yun, do you know who your opponent is today?"

"It's a senior brother named Duan Lei, who seems to be a disciple of Tongtian Peak. Yi Yun replied.

Tianyun Daoist said: "Duan Lei is also quite strong among the disciples of Tongtian Peak, although he is not your opponent, you also have to deal with it carefully." ”

"Yes, Master. Yi Yun responded.

Yi Tong on the side suddenly interjected and asked, "Master, how is Senior Brother Yi's strength compared to Senior Sister Lu?"

When the people of Tianyun Dao heard this, they couldn't help but be silent for a moment.

"Dangdangdang-" At this moment, the sound of bells and dings came one after another, resounding above the sea of clouds.

Tianyun Dao people smiled slightly and said, "The competition is about to start, let's go." ”

......

On the wooden platform, the two stand opposite each other several feet apart.

One of them was a tall, burly man, who looked to be about thirty years old, dressed in a purple robe, and had a serious face.

He held a purple immortal sword in one hand, looked at Yi Yun opposite, and said solemnly: "Tongtian Peak Duan Lei, please teach Senior Brother Yi." ”

"Luoxia Peak Yiyun, I've seen Senior Brother Duan. Yi Yun arched his hand and said.

Duan Lei shook the immortal sword in his hand and said, "The name of the sword is Zidian." As he spoke, he only heard a "crackling" sound, and a few arcs of electricity suddenly rose from the sword, flashing.

Seeing this, Yi Yun no longer hesitated, and with a wave of one hand, he saw a flash of green light, and a simple cyan long sword appeared in his hand.

"Finally out of the magic weapon!"

"After all, it's Senior Brother Duan of Tongtian Peak, Yi Yun doesn't dare to be careless......"

"What a cold sword, I don't know what it's called. As soon as Qingxiao came out, his solemn and heavy appearance attracted countless eyes, and the audience immediately talked about it.

"The name of the sword is Qingxiao. Yi Yun crossed his sword and said.

Seeing this, the referee elder sitting in the audience nodded slightly, and the color behind him was straight, and he said loudly: "The competition begins!"

In the first two rounds, Yi Yun showed his skills, because Duan Lei also knew that the opponent was strong, and he was still above him, so he didn't put on the shelf of Senior Brother Nagato at the moment, and shot directly, intending to strike first.

I saw that in front of his horizontal sword, the palm of his hand suddenly withdrew, and the purple lightning floated in the air by itself, and the purple lightning flashed slightly and crackled on it.

As soon as the hand is closed, he twists his wrist and moves his arm slightly, so that the palm of his hand is facing the hilt.

Duan Lei's face was solemn, his palm shook, and the purple lightning suddenly burst into purple light, and the lightning thundered.

Then I heard him snort softly, and his palm swirled suddenly.

The purple lightning spun up at great speed, and the purple mangs were ten thousand ways, and the lightning was shining, sweeping gusts of wind, and it turned into a purple light wheel in an instant, and the arc was attached.

As soon as Duan Lei's sword pointed, the purple light wheel flew violently, rushing towards Yi Yun with a fierce momentum.

Yi Yun's face remained unchanged, and with a throw of his hand, he raised the Qingxiao Sword, and then his gesture changed, and he played several magic tricks.

The Qingxiao Sword suddenly bloomed, and the aura of slaughter was permeated. Yi Yun immediately stretched out his hand and slapped the sword body, and the mana in his body gushed out.

Hearing only a sword roar, countless cyan sword lights suddenly shot out from the Qingxiao Sword, densely packed, and swarmed towards the purple light wheel.

It was too late, and the purple light wheel and countless cyan sword lights hit one place in an instant.

Suddenly, the blue and purple light was released, the electric light was violent, and at the same time, the sound of gold and iron resonating was continuous.

It's just that Yi Yun's cyan sword light is endless, and it is very sharp, whistling for a while, and after a little effort, Duan Lei's purple light wheel will be greatly imposed.

Seeing this, Duan Lei's face couldn't help but change, and then he gestured, waved again and again, and finally put his hands against each other and placed them on his chest.

"Get up!" he shouted, and the purple light wheel suddenly shone brightly, and the electric light on it vibrated with it, and the momentum soared.

"Boom-" Faintly, there was a slight sound of thunder in the light wheel.

Yi Yun's complexion changed slightly, and then the sword command moved, and instantly drew a circle in front of him.

The Qingxiao Sword then rotated, the sword light was condensed, and under the surge of the blue light, it also turned into a cyan light wheel, and the sword qi was agitated, and the sound was huge.

"Thunder!" Seeing this, Duan Lei raised his eyebrows and broke off, and the sound was like thunder. Immediately, he struck out with both hands together, and stabbed him like a knife.

"Boom-" The thunder rumbled, sounding from the purple light wheel, and then the light wheel suddenly shook, and all the purple rays on it turned into electric light, thunderclapping.

As soon as this purple thunder light appeared, it rushed towards Yi Yun with bursts of thunder.

The blue light in Yi Yun's hand flickered, and he swung forward, and the Qingxiao Sword suddenly roared. The cyan light wheel then flourished, the light was blazing, and it could not be forced to look at, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a huge cyan ball of light, its sword qi was contained but not revealed, but no one dared to underestimate its power.

As soon as Yi Yun shook his hand, the cyan ball of light flew out violently, rushing towards the oncoming thunder light.

"Boom-" The two hit one place in an instant, and suddenly thunder exploded, purple thunderbolts bloomed, green rays were monstrous, and sharp sword qi swept through.

The wooden platform below the two was affected by this aftermath, and suddenly turned into powder, and sawdust flew one after another.

Although the purple thunder light was fierce and powerful, the cyan ball of light did not fall in the slightest, and the two were actually in one place, as if they were fighting together.

It's just that Duan Lei drove this technique, and his face was already pale, his forehead was sweating, and his body was trembling faintly. And although Yi Yun's face was solemn, he didn't see any hard work. In contrast, it is self-inferior.

After a while, Duan Lei's mana was exhausted, his body couldn't help but weaken, and the purple thunder light also shook, and the purple thunderbolt dispersed, revealing a purple electric sword.

And Yi Yun's cyan ball of light was still powerful, and with only a roar, he turned on the purple lightning and rushed towards Duan Lei.

Duan Lei looked at the flying ball of light, his face was defeated, and he was weak.

With a sound of "Zheng", the cyan ball of light suddenly swung half a foot away from him, and the green mangs dispersed, revealing a cyan long sword, the tip of which was facing his throat, and the sword body trembled slightly.

A cold sweat flowed down his forehead, Duan Lei swallowed his saliva, and said bitterly, "I...... Lost. ”