"Between Reality and Virtuality!" Chu Yunfei's fingers stopped on the back of Duan Zhengqing's neck, and the whole person stood proudly, the long sword pierced through his chest, but there was no sign of his hand. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"This is the first person in the inner gate! Afterimage Swordsmanship...... It's so raw!" Han Zaixin stared at the heart-piercing sword with both eyes, and couldn't help but groan slightly.

This is not real, the upright Chu Yunfei is still just a phantom! But it is condensed and transformed into a real entity, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is condensed.

"There's also a sword!" Chu Yunfei's figure slowly dissipated, as if it had never appeared, and only Duan Zhengqing was left in the entire ring.

"This ......" At this time, Zhengqing felt extremely dignified, and he couldn't even find the enemy anywhere, how to fight?

"Senior Brother Duan, Brother is here!" Chu Yunfei's figure was revealed again, still in its original position, without moving at all.

"The golden wind has not moved the cicada!" Duan Zhengqing was able to rank in the inner door and also had real skills, and immediately closed his eyes, since what his eyes saw was illusory, then he didn't look at it! Suddenly his world fell into darkness.

With the wind slightly fanning in his ears, two breaths stood opposite each other in the ring, one was himself, and the other was the first person in the inner door opposite, Senior Brother Chu Yunfei.

The long sword moved slowly, as if it was being pulled by the power of tens of thousands of jun, and stabbed straight towards the aura in front of it.

There is no overflowing sword, and there are no gorgeous moves, just an ordinary stab, which is so inconspicuous, but it makes Chu Yunfei on the opposite side feel a little heavy, and his figure dissipates and disappears directly into the ring.

But this time there was no corresponding result, no matter where he was, that sword would turn around at the first time, stabbing in the direction of his true body, and suddenly Chu Yunfei also felt a lot of pressure.

"This Duan Zhengqing's talent is also excellent!" The elders of the Sword Sect also took Duan Zhengqing, who was still a little disdainful before, and this sword revealed not only swordsmanship cultivation, but also a talent at the spiritual level.

It is definitely not a simple matter to be able to lock Chu Yunfei's movements by relying solely on qi machine induction. This alone is worth cultivating, but now it is in the inner gate, so one of the two is destined to be eliminated.

"This sword has some meaning!" Not only ordinary elders, but even the first seat of the Nine Peaks had two people looking sideways. But none of them took a stand, and they continued to observe.

"This is your third sword?" Chu Yunfei said loudly, and suddenly he was no longer hiding his body, his two fingers merged, and a sword qi erupted from between his fingers, just like the substance!

It was as if he really held a long sword in his hand, and the sword qi in Chu Yunfei's hand directly formed a light sword, and the long sword was three feet long and extremely condensed. He stabbed directly at Duan Zhengqing in front of him, and the sword was scattered in all directions, like slender needles.

"Ding Ding ......" sounded in the ring like a jade bead falling on a plate, and the sword qi directly hit Duan Zhengqing's long sword. 、

Duan Zhengqing, who closed his eyes and concentrated, suddenly felt that the endless and powerful power directly hit the sword body of the long sword, like a hammer with a handle directly hammering down, making him unable to grasp the long sword in his hand for a moment. The originally straight long sword trajectory was directly concussed down, and then it couldn't be grasped.

The "......" long sword came out of his hand directly, directly inserted into the ring, and went straight into three inches, leaving only the bright sword body and hilt shaking incessantly.

"I lost......" With only three swords, Duan Zhengqing was defeated, and he didn't even force the opponent's long sword out of the sheath, just two fingers.

This battle was only over with three or five breaths of time, and Chu Yunfei defeated his opponent and advanced to the next round. But the strength he showed made countless disciples feel a headache and even fear.

The long sword defeated Duan Zhengqing, who was ranked in the top eighty, without being unsheathed, and when the first two swords were only avoided, this was undoubtedly a truly powerful master.

"This can be regarded as a shot, what else do you want to let the three swords!" Of course, some people expressed dissatisfaction with Chu Yunfei's last sword qi, didn't they say that they avoided the three swords?

"Promotion...... Chu Yunfei!" The on-site referee announced Chu Yunfei's promotion.

Time is only half a ring, except for a very few rings where opponents of equal strength are still fighting, most of the rings have divided the winners and losers in a very short period of time, and the battles between sword cultivators have not been protracted again.

The sword qi is extremely sharp, so as long as you don't make the best response with one and a half moves, then you will definitely be defeated by the opponent in the next moment. There is no fluke, and now there are many inner disciples of the Sword Sect who are disciples of the previous session, and their accumulation of one Jiazi far exceeds that of new disciples.

When the last two disciples in ring number 63 duel it out, the second round began directly.

"This time, that kid is actually drunk, but I don't know how much progress he has made during this period of time!" Han Zaixin saw a drunk and carefree dressed in coarse linen clothes get into the ring, and immediately paid attention to the past.

At this time, Drunk Xiaoyao was standing in ring No. 36, and opposite him was a young man in a long shirt, with a young face and a hint of baby fat!

"New inner disciple Huang Wenkai, please advise Senior Brother Xiaoyao!" didn't directly admit defeat just because the opposite side was drunk with the Absolute Wind Sword, this inner disciple who was ranked at the bottom of the one thousand and seventy-eight actually said this sentence without humility or arrogance.

This sentence alone immediately attracted the attention of the bigwigs watching the battle above, not every disciple has the courage to challenge those top-ranked disciples who are famous.

"Drunk and free, the sword of the wind...... Please taste it!" Drunk Xiaoyao was wearing a coarse cloth gown, revealing his knotted arms, and his long sword was behind his back, like a young man, except for a vermilion wine gourd hanging from his waist.

"Senior brother's subordinates are merciful!" Suddenly, Huang Wenkai, the inner disciple at the bottom, actually took the lead in taking out the sword! The long sword did not pop out directly from the scabbard on his back like other disciples, but slowly pulled it out with his hand!

The "......" long sword was unsheathed, without the slightest gorgeous sword light, only a bright silver sword body. Hold it on your chest, and then look at the drunk Xiaoyao on the other side with a wary face.

"This kid is going to only defend and not attack?" Han Zaixin knew this young man named Huang Wenkai, who was an outer disciple who entered the inner gate behind him, and the two could be regarded as having several fates. Moreover, the two of them also went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the same day to receive the introductory exercises. (To be continued.) )