As soon as Chen Qingxuan's words came out, the faces of the high-level people present changed slightly, why is this junior brother who has always been low-key so arrogant this time?

He Wudao laughed unnaturally twice, "That's it, the game continues!"

Xiao Feng looked at Shang Youjun lightly and made a gesture, "Senior Brother Shang, please!"

Shang Youjun also understood that if he retreated without a fight at this moment, he would be smeared by the Sword Sect!

His life and death are small, and insulting the master is big, at this moment he has no way to retreat, gritted his teeth fiercely, and went to kill Xiao Feng.

Shang Youjun had just made a move, Xiao Feng judged his shooting route, the "Peerless Blood Spear" shot brightly, his body jumped high, and his strength was concentrated a little to slash at the top of Shang Youjun's head from top to bottom!

Rumble!

Shang Youjun's sword exploded into pieces in an instant, and the "Peerless Blood Spear" fell down, and its strength skyrocketed, Shang Youjun didn't even have a chance to react, and the whole person was split in half.

Xiao Feng's methods were extremely violent and cruel, and he split Shang Youjun's corpse with one move, and the shattered internal organs were accompanied by blood and water, which was extremely terrifying, and then, the corpse that was divided into two shrank rapidly under the horrified gaze of everyone, and turned into a dry corpse!

Everyone gasped, everyone thought that Shang Youjun would lose, but no one thought that he would lose so directly and miserably.

Xiao Feng didn't want to fight with this person, so that others could see his battle plan, after all, today's real opponent was Song Yu!

The host immediately announced, "Qi Nine Turns Competition, Qi Sect Xiao Feng wins!"

The foundation building test began, and Song Yan of the Qi Sect faced Lin Dong of the Sword Sect.

Song Yan's breath was restrained, but his eyes were cold, and he said lightly: "Senior Brother Lin, please!"

Lin Dong's aura was furious, he understood that Song Yan was the son of the sect master and must not be killed, so he planned to defeat the enemy with one move!

"Senior Brother Song, please!"

Lin Dong took the lead in making a move, the power of the fury soared again, the sword in his hand suddenly turned into a raging sword, the temperature around him suddenly rose sharply, and the rolling heat wave swept in, and as his body burst out, more than ten sword lights rushed out wildly to lock Song Yan and seal all his routes!

Song Yan was shocked, he never expected that the other party would be a martial art as soon as he made a move, so he immediately mobilized all his strength to transport it to his whole body and rushed towards Lin Dong.

Rumble!

Song Wuji's pupils on the rostrum tightened, and his heart was suddenly stunned, and then he relaxed again and let out a long breath.

The long sword in Song Yan's hand exploded into pieces, the clothes and hair on his body were burned in many places by the air waves, bursts of flesh fragrance wafted in the air, the whole person was embarrassed, and his consciousness was groggy for a while, facing the wanton gaze of thousands of people, Song Yan was furious, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground.

Those with good eyesight could see that Lin Dong had already left his hand, otherwise with this blow, Song Yan would definitely die!

The high-level officials on the table looked at Lin Dong's gaze a little hot, the Sword Sect had another genius, and Zhang Qian's face was red, a little proud.

Song Yan was carried down by several disciples, and the host immediately announced, "Sword Sect Lin Dongsheng!

Song Yu slowly walked out of the queue with a proud face, while He Yiming looked cautious.

In the past ten years, He Yiming has only won against Song Yu twice, and this time, the ancestor was present to watch the battle, and He Yiming couldn't help but be even more nervous.

Song Yu was arrogant, and said lightly: "Senior Brother He, give you a reminder, if your family heirloom technique "Ghost Hidden Footwork" does not reach the fourth layer, you will not be able to win me, for the sake of you being my future brother-in-law, I will not be so heavy this time......"

When He Ting, who was not far away, heard this, her pretty face suddenly turned cold, and she shouted: "Song Yu, I won't marry you!"

He Wudao, who was on the rostrum, frowned, and his voice was slightly cold, "Ting'er, don't be rude!"

He Ting snorted coldly and shouted: "Father, you said that if someone can defeat Song Yu today, cancel this marriage, and someone will definitely be able to defeat Song Yu in this trial conference!"

"Hehe......" He Wudao smiled indifferently: "My father said it, and your Uncle Song also agreed, but among the disciples of the Piaoyu Sect, no one can defeat Song Yu, if there is really such a genius, then your father will marry you to him." ”

He Ting shouted angrily: "I don't want to marry him, who will I not marry!"

He Wudao's face turned cold, "Ting'er, don't say much, don't hinder the competition!"

He Yiming's big moves continued, taking the lead in making a move, and with the killing move, he fell with one move, directly forcing Song Yu to retreat.

Xiao Feng watched intently as the two fought, He Yiming's sword moves flowed smoothly, interlocking, Xiao Feng couldn't see the flaws for a while, with the magical footwork under his feet, the two complemented each other, and the power increased greatly, and Song Yu was knocked away again and again!

But Song Yu's control of his strength has reached a very high level, although every time he is forced to retreat and fly, he only suffers some extraskin injuries, and as time goes by, Song Yu has gradually been able to resist He Yiming's sword moves.

"He Yiming, if you think you can defeat me with your newly learned sword moves, then you are doomed!"

Call!

Song Yu's words fell, and the true qi on the tip of the sword was flourishing, and as the sword slashed, it drove bursts of airflow!

"Broken!"

Under the big drink, the powerful true qi on the sword drove the sword body to sweep towards the three points in front of He Yiming, and He Yiming, who was in the upper hand, suddenly felt a sharp increase in pressure, and a sense of frustration and powerlessness of an attack arose!

He Yiming was startled and retreated, but Song Yu's attack had arrived, the two swords intersected, and He Yiming's sword was directly picked apart, and one move succeeded, and he immediately attacked, and the power of the second and third moves opened and closed, and He Yiming, who was pressed, retreated more than ten steps in a row, if it weren't for He Yiming's strange body, he would have been defeated in Song Yu's hands.

Xiao Feng was in a cold sweat, he hadn't discovered the flaws in He Yiming's sword moves, Song Yu had already broken the moves!

He Yiming's trick was broken, he didn't panic, and sneered, "Song Yu, take it!"

As soon as the words fell, the strange footwork under his feet moved, and he escaped from Song Yu's attack, and continued to use another sword move to pounce on Song Yu.

Song Yu clenched his long sword and laughed, "He Yiming, it's useless, you lost!"

The long sword was a little in the air, and more than a dozen golden mangs burst out, locking He Yiming's more than a dozen directions, and then, the golden mangs merged into one, turned into a point, and smashed towards Song Yu's long sword.

Xiao Feng was taken aback, isn't this his own 'breaking face with points'?

In the last battle with Song Yu, Song Yu was defeated by Xiao Feng, so after going back, he thought hard and learned this trick under the guidance of Song Wouji!

Rumble!

He Yiming's figure floated into the crowd like a kite with a broken string, seriously injured and unconscious.

Song Yu put away his sword, his eyes surrounded him, and he seemed to enjoy the reverent eyes of the disciples, and then walked forward a few steps in a dashing manner, standing proudly, like a towering god of war!