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The sword battle on the stage.

As the most famous sect of instrument cultivation in the Xuanhuang world, although there are thousands of different treasures and changes, the Shangqing school is the most common and the most famous, and it also belongs to the sword.

This battle platform is said to have been made by the Tongtian Daozun who cut a mountain peak with supreme sword qi.

And in this battle platform, because it contains a trace of the sword will of Tongtian Dao Venerable, after a long time, it has actually turned into an indestructible and terrifying material.

For tens of millions of years, countless geniuses and masters have emerged from the Shangqing faction, and there have been more than hundreds of battles on this platform, but to this day, no one has been able to leave their own traces on the platform.

"This time, Dongfang Weiming, the inner disciple of the current generation of Zao Wangfeng, wants to fight a decisive battle with a town guard disciple on the battle platform, and wants me to say, isn't this bullying?

The Forgetful Heart Sutra and the Supreme Heart Sword of the Forgetting Peak, even if they were masters of the seventh layer of the Heart Fire Realm of Qi refining, they would not dare to take their edge lightly, let alone a mere disciple of the town guard?"

"You can't say that, if you don't have three points of real ability, who would dare to easily compete with others?

Besides, I heard that this Zhenshou disciple has no foundation in the sect, but he has been able to cultivate all the way up, most of which is because he has obtained some legacy of his predecessors outside.

And he also had the grace of the head of the sect to let him walk the road to heaven that only inner disciples could walk. This time, I am afraid that the strength is also extraordinary. ”

The bustling crowd did not wait for the dew to fall on the side of the road in the early morning, and had already appeared around the arena.

For the ordinary life of the Shangqing Sect, the battle on the battle platform, especially the battle between the disciple of the inner sect of Za Forget Peak and a little-known disciple of the town guard, was really a very curious thing.

It is said that this time, even many seniors in the door will secretly observe the results of this battle.

At this time, on the sword light that fell in a hurry, a little girl with a sullen face was constantly destroying the ground under her feet.

"Dead Chen Bailu, stinky Chen Bailu, you deserve to call Dongfang Weiming's dead face to be scrapped today.

It hurt that this girl was complained by her senior sister for a while, and she was angry with me!"

At this moment, in the sky, another sword light suddenly flew and landed beside the little girl.

"Senior Brother Liu, are you here too?"

"Hello Senior Sister Luo, this time I came, but I came to the order of the master, so I can't be with Senior Sister!"

"Who scares about you, huh!"

The little girl's name is Luo Tianyi, and she is a little disciple of the Liuyun Fairy of Feihuang Peak.

As a disciple of the head of the family, Liu Jun yearns for Taoism and nature, and has a wooden personality, so he naturally can't talk about it.

"Coming, coming......"

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd that was difficult to suppress.

Dongfang is unknown, it is still the black and white figure, black outfit, black scabbard, the white person wrapped in it, and the white sword.

The sword qi, a trace of sword qi that almost distorted the air around him, continued to emanate from Dongfang Weiming's body.

With each step, the sword qi became a little stronger, and when it came, it forced the surrounding air like ripples on the surface of the water. The onlookers on both sides, one by one, retreated to the sides like lightning as if they had met a plague god, for fear that they would be accidentally injured by the sword qi of the unknown east.

"Buzz...... Buzz ......"

A burst of violent sword sounds came, and the next moment, a sword qi soared into the sky. On the battle platform, at the same time, there were countless sword sounds as if echoing from afar.

......

In the distance in the Tongtian Temple, the heartless man suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring closely at the direction of the battle platform in the distance.

At this time, the face of the head Wu Zhenren suddenly showed a smile, and he said: "Okay, good, good ......"

"I didn't expect that Dongfang Weiming had actually comprehended the sword intent of killing immortals, and the sword aura was heavy, which coincided with the sword intent of the remnants of the Tongtian Patriarch in the past years on the battle platform, it was really God blessed me with the Shangqing faction. ”

This time, it was Gao Zhenyu who spoke, but the next moment, he suddenly changed his words and said: "It's just that the divine sword is in the world, there will be a bloody disaster, I just don't know, who will be so unlucky?"

However, the head Wu Zhenren only said lightly at this time: "Senior Brother Gao, don't worry, just look at it!"

......

The disciples of the Shangqing faction near the battle platform naturally cannot have the general knowledge of the high-level of the Shangqing faction.

However, the vision of the sword qi rushing into the sky in the east, which attracted the resonance of the sword qi on the battle platform, was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

"Dongfang Weiming's swordsmanship has actually been cultivated to such a realm, I originally thought that I could use the eight-pole yin and yang fan that I had been practicing hard for twelve years to learn from him.

It seems that I have to refine my treasure to the eight doors and divide the realm of yin and yang!"

In the distance, on the Panlong pine of an independent cliff, a man dressed as a Confucian scholar shook a treasure fan with a gossip array and a yin and yang fish on the front and back, and the five-colored soft light slightly emanated.

This person's name is Wu Bin, and he is also a disciple of the head of the family, but compared with Liu Jun, he has an extra bloodline relationship.

His eight-pole yin and yang fan is the essence of heaven and earth, wind, thunder, water, volcanoes, and Ze, and it is only achieved after 12 years of refining when the sun and the moon shine together, and the yin and yang circulate but coexist.

Although he has a small reputation in the sect, he is really a powerful person.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Every step out of Dongfang Weiming is like the beating of a heart on the stage.

The moment one foot has stepped on the fighting platform, all the visions have disappeared without a trace.

"What about Chen Bailu? Dongfang Weiming has already played, could it be that he is already scared?"

"If it were me, I wouldn't come, knowing that I would lose the battle, who would come?"

"That's it, that is, it seems that this Chen Bailu is at least a very self-aware disciple!"

"There is no right or wrong in front of the Sansheng Stone, but the bridge sighs!"

A whisper accompanied by a long, soothing tone came from the sky.

Although this voice is plain, there is a kind of vicissitudes and demonic nature full of it, and everyone who hears this voice, for the first time, will feel a kind of pain and helplessness of falling into reincarnation on themselves.

The next moment, a gray-white rainbow light burst into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Bailu's figure had already appeared in front of Dongfang Weiming's eyes.

"Very good, today is the break between you and me!"

"Is it really that important?"

"Of course, Dongfang Weiming will use your failure to forge an invincible sword. ”

"Please!"

Quiet.

ps: Recommend a friend's new book of Xianxia.

Title: If I Were a Sword Immortal

Brief introduction

Teenage dreams, so leisurely,

Slay demons and demons.

Mr. Wake up from a dream and a ruler,

The flesh suffers and copies the book.

A young man from a school who was born as a scoundrel was not good at studying and honoring his ancestors, but he was obsessed with the ethereal legend of the sword fairy all day long! For this reason, he was said by Mr. Jiaoshu to be a naughty boy who did not learn and could not carve rotten wood.

Until one time he found a pair of dry bones in a dry well, and got the relics of the dry bones before his death, he suddenly discovered that there really was a flying sword immortal in this world!