"Qiang ......"

In the crisp sound, the lotus leaves formed by the condensation of sword qi flew and scattered, turning into ice crystals that shattered and dissolved, and they looked beautiful in an instant.

In the center of the ring, Tianhe stood with a sword, the sword light around his body was agitated, the sword qi was green lotus but not demonic, beautiful but not glamorous, with a sense of pride and coldness.

Qing Yan took a few steps back, the green lotus around his body was scattered, the five yuan armor was slightly blurred, the right hand holding the sword trembled, and a gap the size of a grain of rice appeared in the sword in his hand at the same time, obviously suffering a loss in Fang Cai's hard work.

"This is not true, is it, Qing Yan has been defeated, his cultivation has reached the fifth layer realm!"

"It can only be said that it has a slight advantage, what is going on? The fifth layer realm has a great advantage in terms of the quantity and quality of spiritual power, the speed of recovering qi, etc., and it is impossible to lose. ”

"Did he deliberately back down and try the fun of cat and mouse?"

The disciples talked a lot, and until now they still couldn't believe what they were seeing, which was too subversive of their understanding of the division of cultivation.

The development of eyes, ears, mouth, nose, tongue, and other five orifices made Qing Yan's reaction speed much faster, and my sword just now clearly stabbed his wrist, which should have silently made him abandon the sword and surrender, but he was able to react at the last moment, avoid the key points of the wrist, and block in a hurry.

Although he finally ate my sword in the chest, the defensive power of that five-element armor was really shocking, and even the Vajra Sword couldn't break through his defense.

I think compared to Qingyan at this time, I only had a soul before, and I could only be regarded as a shoddy fifth-layer monk without the five orifices and the five yuan armor, but I am not what I used to be, so I just take Qingyan to weigh it carefully.

Tianhe stared at Qingyan calmly, as if he was looking at a good sword test stone, not afraid of anti-joy.

"Qingyan, what the hell are you doing?"

The void valley in the attic couldn't help but shout, he was punished and confined, and finally bailed out with the support of humility, in order to see the appearance of Tianhe's blood splashed on the spot, but what he saw in front of him seemed to be completely different.

This kid's swordsmanship is simply advancing by leaps and bounds, and he has initially spied the threshold between having and not making moves, and his vision is not what it used to be, and each sword can always predict the direction of Qing Yan's attack, and the move changes, Qing Yan is completely led by his nose, even if the spiritual power is stronger than him, he can't play his due advantage.

It's only been a long time since he's reached such a situation, if he continues to let it go, Qingding won't be qualified to compete with him for the next head of the sect, and he must try to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Yu Xuan watched coldly, seeing everything in the ring clearly, and the cold light in his eyes became more and more cold to the bone.

"But a momentary mistake made you take advantage, what's there to be proud of, watch me dismantle you!"

Qing Yan gritted his teeth and stepped forward to attack again, the sword trick in his hand changed, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the back and forth were staggered, as if a green lotus was slowly floating out of the water, slowly blooming, elegant and refined, out of the mud without staining.

Qinglian Sword Song, Sword Lotus Qingya!

Tianhe also made a move with luck, the sword light galloped, and the green lotus bloomed, with a sense of arrogance that can be seen from a distance and cannot be blasphemed, directly hitting Qingyan.

"Ding, Ding......"

The two swords exchanged slammed fiercely, making an endless collision sound, and Qinglian opened the ring all over the ring, with clear layers of color and luster, showing the fierce battle between the two.

"The sword aura is gorgeous is Senior Brother Qingyan's swordsmanship, which now occupies most of the ring and has a steady advantage. ”

"The one whose sword aura is dim is Qinghe's kid, and he is constantly retreating layer by layer, and he will be defeated due to lack of spiritual power in a few moves. ”

"In my guess, it shouldn't take ten moves, he will be split into the ring by Senior Brother Qingyan, and then he will really become a soup chicken, haha......"

The disciples looked extremely happy, as if they were honored, after all, compared to Qinghe, they were too inferior, if Tianhe could still win, they would simply have no face to continue to mix in Kunlun Mountain.

The same swordsmanship, the same moves, the difference is each other's comprehension of the sword moves, in the collision of thousands of sword qi, although Tianhe is retreating but not chaotic, the footwork is elegant and chic, as if the green lotus blooms under his feet, leading him to walk in the blue waves of the flat lake, calmly.

On the other hand, Qingyan's sword moves are sharp, but they are not elegant, and they lose the true meaning of Qinglian Sword Song, although they are singing and advancing in the blind onslaught, but the sword in their hands is full of cracks, and it is already the end of the strong crossbow, and the five-yuan armor on the body is frequently cut by the Tianhe sword qi, and it has reached the realm of thousands of holes.

"If you have the ability, don't hide and hide, let's win or lose with one move!"

Qingyan roared angrily, he had thousands of unwillingness, obviously he had an overwhelming advantage, but he just had a kind of cannon to fight mosquitoes, and he had no place to make a nest, Tianhe seemed to retreat, but every swordsmanship could always avoid its edge, the sword was like a god, and the enemy was the first, so that he was frequently traumatized.

Anger to the heart, evil to the guts, Qing Yan's killing intent has completely blinded his eyes, at this time the move is no longer hidden, the murderous aura is poured into the tip of the sword, the spiritual power of the whole body is like a hundred streams returning to the river, all gathered in the sword body, turned into a cyan lotus bone, and stabbed towards the chest of Tianhe at a gallop.

Qinglian Sword Song, the sword bone is natural!

"Such a strong spiritual power, such a strong killing intent, as soon as this move comes out, that kid in Qinghe is afraid that he will die without a place to be buried!"

"The sword bone is natural, I have seen this move performed by Senior Brother Qingyan, and the power is endless, not to mention the flesh and blood, even the steel and iron mud have to be blasted into powder!"

"Qing Yan is completely out of the way, hey, if Qinghe knows each other, he should jump out of the ring immediately, otherwise I'm afraid no one will be able to save him. ”

The disciples looked at the scene in front of them in horror, although they hated Qinghe, but it was not to the point of hatred, some disciples couldn't bear to close their eyes, not wanting to see the picture of blood splashing three feet.

"Since you are in a hurry to seek defeat, then I will fulfill you!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Tianhe's mouth, not only did he avoid the edge, but instead rose to the challenge, he also poured the spiritual power of his whole body into the sword body, and also met the enemy with a sword bone Tiancheng.

Just when the two swords were about to compete against each other, Tianhe's King Kong sword shook and raised slightly, as if the wind was raising a lotus pond, and the flower bones were swaying, with an indescribable poetic feeling.

"Smack!"

The sword was an inch high, and it slashed down, directly on the spine of Qing Yan's sword, completely splitting his spider-patterned top-grade sword into pieces. At the same time, with the help of the shock force of this blow, the sword blade returned to orbit again, pointing directly at Qing Yan's chest.

"...... Uproar"

The tip of the sword is pointed on the five-element armor, and the flower bones condensed by spiritual power bloom layer by layer, and the sword qi between the petals stretches vertically and horizontally, constantly cutting the five-element armor, and the heart of the flower is revealed, becoming the last straw that overwhelms the camel, directly shattering the five-element armor completely.

The sword was broken and shattered, and the tip of the sword stopped on Qing Yan's chest, if he advanced another half an inch, Qing Yan would definitely die on the spot, which shows that Tianhe's control of spiritual power has reached the point of perfection.

"Senior Brother Qingyan...... Defeated......"

"This, this...... , can you really defeat your opponent across borders?"

"The same move, Senior Brother Qingyan has the form, but the kid in Qinghe has the idea, so it sees, it seems that the realm is by no means the only criterion for measuring strength! He can do it, and I can do it too!"

The disciples in the audience talked loudly, both regretful, surprised, and excited, and then all kinds of emotions turned into warm applause, which completely ignited the high atmosphere of the sword trial conference.