readx; Tianzhu Peak has always had few disciples, and it was only supported by Luo Qiushui alone, and Ji Yan seemed to be only lucky in the eyes of others, and did not attract the attention of the other peaks' peers who had achieved cultivation. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Looking at the poor team dressed in black and few, some people with a heart saw the difference in the past. The Holy Maiden of the Tower of Babel and the leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect favored it, is this just luck?

A few eyes have already re-examined this only disciple of Uncle Luo......

Several sword lights crossed the sky and flew towards the Taihe Hall, which was the first of the peaks. Located in the white jade bridge, standing in the middle of an old road, it is Xuanqing real people.

"Today is the first day of the Kendo Conference, all Dan Dao disciples can participate, remember to learn from each other, don't hurt the harmony of your fellow disciples!"

Xuan Qing was particularly solemn today, and told all the disciples in the dojo, showing the calmness of the master of a sect.

"Other righteous sects will also watch the Sword Meeting, and I hope that all the disciples will show off the style of my Heavenly Sword Sect!"

As Xuan Qing finished speaking, his right hand was raised forward. The disciples of the dojo looked in the direction of the mountain road, but they saw a huge team, all kinds of Taoist robes and robes, the old man fairy wind and bones, the junior majestic and heroic, and the righteous and awe-inspiring, it was the various sects that went up the mountain to participate in the alliance.

Xianfu Pavilion, Jinguang Temple, Drepung Temple, Longhumen...... The prominent sects in the righteous path came slowly and walked in the direction of the Taihe Palace. The person at the head is a Taoist aunt who is holding a dust, dignified and solemn, with a beautiful appearance, behind her in addition to a few old men, there are also three juniors, two men and one woman, a hand-cranked folding fan, a young man dressed as a scholar in a green shirt follows Dao Gu closely, and behind her is a sassy woman in black clothes and a strong suit......

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect moved the avenue in the center of the dojo out of the way, respectfully, showing the demeanor of the great faction.

"Senior Brother Ji Yan ......"

A very discordant whispered call came out, and everyone present was an elder master and a young talent, and although the voice was slight, it still let everyone watch.

The young man behind Dao Gu saluted Ji Yan, and when he was ready to become the focus of everyone, he sent the master to look at him with anger and majesty, and he couldn't help but pat the back of his head with a folding fan, and glanced at Ji Yan with a smile, and walked in a row.

Ji Yan had already discovered that this young man, although it had been a few months, and it was only a few faces, but he had left a deep impression, that kind of unruly and jealous temperament, it was the senior brother of the Immortal Fu Pavilion.

Ji Yan returned the salute politely, neither humble nor arrogant, and smiled.

After all the righteous people entered the Taihe Hall, Xuanqing Zhenren politely entertained him, and after a while, he spoke to the disciples.

"Except for the Daoists of the Bagua Palace, who have something to delay for a while, the rest of the Daoists have all arrived, this is the great luck of my Heavenly Sword Sect, and I hope that the disciples will show their magical powers, take the first place, and dedicate their own strength to the righteous path as soon as possible!"

Xuan Qing's real words were sonorous and powerful, igniting the enthusiasm of the teenagers.

"The sword meeting will begin immediately, please invite the Holy Maiden of Babel and the representatives of Frost City to the viewing platform. ”

Xuan Qing made a gesture of please towards Ji Yan's location, signaling to Youyun and Bai Lu.

Ji Yan turned around, looked at Youyun and Bai Lu, nodded, and said, "Go ahead." ”

Bai Lu chuckled, shook the lotus step, and walked towards the main hall, Youyun followed, but after a few steps, she still turned around, looked at Ji Yan, exhaled a few breaths, and finally said softly:

"Come on, don't try too hard!"

When Ji Yan heard this sincere advice, for some reason, the pain of the previous days suddenly disappeared, he showed a rare smile and nodded his forehead heavily.

The crowded procession in the east, and the many sects on the viewing platform, seemed to draw a clear line, separating themselves here, Ji Yan felt the biting coldness coming from his back, and stroked the scabbard behind him.

"Qingping, everything hasn't changed, it's still you and me as companions!"

Qingping's sword seemed to tremble softly, as if it was soothing Ji Yan's body and mind......

At the beginning of the sword meeting, the sword meeting required all disciples of the Dan Dao period to participate, so there were many contestants, and six stone rings were distributed in the huge dojo, and six competitions were held at the same time.

"A total of 60 people participated in the sword club, the primary election was held today, 30 people were eliminated, and then the competition was held to eliminate 15 people, the remaining 15 people were drawn, one person had a bye, directly entered the top eight, and the remaining 14 people were divided into seven people to advance, and so on, and finally elected the leader, the competition venue and arrangements are determined by the lottery, and now the disciples are invited to draw lots in the center of the dojo. ”

A respected elder acted as the referee and made arrangements.

Ji Yan looked at the bronze tripod where many disciples flocked to the center to visit, grabbed the bamboo sticks, and there were special disciples who recorded the signatures on the wooden boards of the temporary visits for publicity.

After everyone drew lots, Ji Yan slowly walked to the copper tripod and drew the last bamboo stick. Ji Yan respectfully saluted the old man who was guarding on the side, and looked for his seat to go.

I wanted to start looking for the number of the ring from the east, but at a glance, I saw Senior Sister Luo and Senior Brother Murong talking and laughing in the distance, so Ji Yan didn't have the courage to walk towards the east, and was looking at the bamboo stick in his hand on the spot, when suddenly a palm slapped on his back.

"Xiao Ji, where are you competing, when is it, I'm miserable, it's the fifth game of the first seat, and the last game of today. ”

Fudge said to himself, completely ignoring Ji Yan's expression, he looked down at the bamboo stick in Ji Yan's hand.

"Hey, it's the first game for you, it's okay, it's a home game. ”

Hearing this, Ji Yan looked at Fudge.

"You mean that the seats in the ring are arranged in the order of the six veins in the dojo?"

Fudge slapped his forehead, as if he had long been used to it, took Ji Yan's hand, and ran in the direction of his seat.

"This is the usual practice, you are delaying here now, I thought you were not the first game, hurry up, don't withdraw from the game because of your absence, this is a big injustice!"

The two of them trotted all the way through the crowd, and the sound of swords colliding in other rings could be heard in their ears.

Maybe it's because the seat is relatively remote, or maybe everyone is used to ignoring this Tianzhu Peak venue, and there are not many onlookers. There were already two people standing on the stage, one was an arbitrator in a yin-yang robe, and a young man standing next to him with a sword in his hand, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, dressed in a white power suit, closed his eyes and waited.

"Ji Yan, Ji Yan is here?"

The old man checked the roster and read out the order of the contestants, but he was unhappy in his heart.

"If you don't compete on stage, you will be regarded as abstaining, Ji Yan!"

The disciples in the audience whispered, and some even laughed and laughed, saying that Ji Yan had lost all the face of Tianzhu Peak......

A black shadow rushed into the ring and said to the old man:

"In Xia Ji Yan, in order to find the ring for a while, I hope the ancestor will forgive me!"

The old man who wanted to have a seizure saw that Ji Yan treated him politely, and his respect for the old man was admitted, so he didn't care, just nodded and snorted.

However, there were displeased disciples in the audience.

"What? I don't even know about the ring, is he here to participate in the sword meeting? The eldest disciple of Tianzhu Peak is really a shame for Uncle Luo!"

Ji Yan didn't want to pay attention to it, but he heard that everyone in the audience was talking about it, and he was disrespectful to his master and Tianzhu Peak, so he was about to attack.

"Obediently, what are you yelling about, if you don't accept it, go up, and then talk about it, our little Ji is a bamboo in her chest, accumulate some virtue, otherwise you don't know how you lost!"

Fudge was the first to can't help others talk about his brother like this, he is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he directly argues with everyone, and has the tendency to fight against Confucianism.

"Hmph! There are various factions watching, what kind of system will you become!"

A powerful voice exploded in the ears of several people, and it was the old man on the stage. After being reminded by the old man, everyone looked at the viewing platform, and sure enough, there were many cultivators who were watching the competitions in the rings everywhere by the railing, and they stopped arguing for a while.

"The competition begins, Tianzhu Peak Ji Yan against Jin Ding Peak Feng Ziqiang!"

After the old man said that, he flew out of the ring and motioned for the two to start.

"In the next seal of self-improvement, the sword name is 'Washing the Moon', the sword body is three feet, and I hope to teach!"

Feng Ziqiang is obviously a person who has not lived and died, and has been cultivating in the mountains all the year round, and politely introduced to Ji Yan.

Ji Yan didn't know how to answer, and he didn't want to show Qingping in front of everyone, so he had to answer simply.

"Tianzhu Peak Ji Yan, please!"

This Feng Ziqiang was a little annoyed, the opponent was late, and it was already disrespectful to the other party, not to mention that the explanation of the people in the audience was that Ji Yan was in the chest, and now out of respect for the swordsman, he announced the sword before the competition, which is also the demeanor it should be, but this person ...... Too proud!

Feng Ziqiang was really angry this time, and when he cultivated during the Dan Dao period, the sword was already like an arm and a finger, flexible and free. A silver long sword flew around the body, and the light of the red sun on the sword body flashed, it was the golden peak mastery of the "Great Sun Red Yang Sword Technique", the flying sword coiled around the seal self-improvement, more and more rapid, faintly as if a round of hot sun wrapped itself.

The Great Day Chiyang Sword Technique pays attention to accumulating momentum, every blow is domineering and fierce, but each blow needs to continue to accumulate sword momentum, it is so, often the flying sword never leaves the body, just flying around the body, resisting the opponent's attack, waiting for the other party to show flaws, a sword kills, is a domineering swordsmanship to defend instead of attacking.

Although Ji Yan didn't understand Zhu Feng's sword technique, with his perception of swordsmanship, he also saw a little bit of the way, and when he admired the subtlety of the offensive and defensive transformation of this kind of swordsmanship, he frowned slightly.

The sword trick is superior, but the saber and the sword trick do not complement each other, the sword is as its name, "Washing the Moon" is a feminine sword, but to take this kind of domineering and fierce routine, after all, there will be some rejection, those few unprovoked shocks are the best illustration.

Since it was a defensive offense, Ji Yan was not in a hurry to make a move, but just put on a defensive posture and did not draw his sword.

Feng Ziqiang originally wanted to attack the other party in his own momentum, and then with the help of the protection of the Yanyang sword momentum, he could see the flaws of the other party, and the scorching sun pierced the sky with one move, and he was close to the flaws, and the victory and defeat were scored, but ...... The other party didn't make a move now, which made him a big disappointment.

Ji Yan didn't want to delay time, there was a gap in this competition, so he deliberately unloaded his defense and stood defenseless, defenseless.

This move was amazing, and even the old people in the audience didn't know what Ji Yan would do.

"Damn, you still look down on people, don't regret it!"

Feng Ziqiang whispered, the other party unloaded his defense, and clearly told himself a message: Let the horse come! Now that Ji Yan is full of loopholes, I am ready to strike a blow, I don't believe that he can deal with it in a hurry!

As long as the flying sword comes out, there is absolutely no turning back, and Feng Ziqiang will lose his defense, which is the domineering place of the Dari Chiyang Sword Technique, leaving no omission when defending, and fighting against the water when attacking, if it is not successful, it will become a benevolent!

A red sun like a scorching sun flew towards Ji Yan, the speed was so fast that it seemed to be a judgment from above, and even Fudge, who was confident in the audience, closed his eyes at this moment.

Hehe...... He lost! That's what many people think, but it always backfires.

Ji Yan, whose eyes were scattered, suddenly opened his sword eyes slightly, his eyes were full of fierce aura, he looked at Feng Ziqiang, and his body exuded a killing intent that was like a substance, and a cold feeling instantly covered the heat of the red sun.

Without waiting for Feng Ziqiang to react, a black-gold crescent moon blade appeared on his back, Jian Hua had no edge, and with a "bang", Feng Ziqiang was knocked off the stage and unconscious.

It's just that the flying sword with unabated trend is still flying towards Ji Yan, and the arrow from the string still has residual power, not to mention the flying sword that has been gathering momentum for a long time.

Ji Yan could have chosen to send out another Void Sword Intent to change the route of the flying sword, but he wanted to try the judgment from Fang Cai's eyebrows.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, they saw that the flying sword was about to pierce Ji Yan's chest, but Ji Yan only moved a few steps slightly.

There was no picture of blood splattering, no wail of pain, only the crisp sound of a flying sword cutting through stone.

Ji Yan stood safely, but his pulse was beating violently, and he didn't want this attempt to be right. As early as the moment when the other party took out the sword and left his hand, a clear flying sword flight trajectory appeared in his eyebrows, and as long as he moved slightly, he could avoid it, and there was no need to waste the true yuan again.

Thinking of the benefits of my own thoughts, this attempt was indeed worth it!

"Ji Yan wins!"

After marveling at Ji Yan's perception of kendo and the timing of the sword, the old man still announced the results of the competition, waking up many juniors in the audience.