"Fight!"

Tens of thousands of monks in front of the Eighth Peak Soul Wall shouted in unison, they were full of confidence in Zhuo Yijian, and felt that Zhuo Yijian would win this battle.

On the platform, Zhuo Yijian did not rush to make a move, but took off the long sword, and his fingers swam back and forth on the sword.

"Sword of Life!"

"Zhuo Yijian actually got a sword that got a trace of the breath of the Sword of Life!"

"The sword of life is the sword of the sword sect, it is very difficult to get a breath of life on the sword, within a hundred years, only ten swords have obtained the breath of the sword of life, each sword is treasured as a treasure by the major sects, I didn't expect the Zhuo family to have the energy to get one of them. ”

"Zhuo Yijian is the hope of the Zhuo family in the future, the Zhuo family has been in decline for a long time, and if you want to rise, you will rely on Zhuo Yijian, so the Zhuo family went bankrupt and took the sword. ”

Zhuo Yijian ignored the discussions of the Soul Aperture Realm monks in the audience, and wiped his sword very intently.

As soon as Cang Xian heard the soul realm cultivator talking about the sword in Zhuo Yijian's hand turned out to be the sword of life, his face changed in fright, he had not yet fought, he had already lost to the opponent in momentum, and he didn't dare to delay for a moment, so he used the earth spirit power to protect his whole body, forming a pair of earth armor, and at the same time, he slapped the Qiankun bag and sacrificed an earth shield that could protect his whole body.

Cang Xian desperately injected the earth spiritual power into the earth shield, and the yellow breath on the earth shield rippled, forming layers of defense.

"Earth Shield, it's up to you, as long as you stop Zhuo Yijian's hundred swords, it's done, and when I admit defeat, my face won't be ugly. "Cang Xian is no longer delusional about defeating his opponent now, he just thinks that he will not lose ugly.

Scold!

Zhuo Yi's sword was as quiet as a virgin, moving like a cunning rabbit, it was not his body that moved, but his sword, and with a swing of the sword, a piercing sword aura slashed towards the opponent like a galaxy.

Laugh at!

The galaxy-like sword qi slashed at the earth shield of Cangxie, as if it was slashed on the air, the shield cracked, and the sword qi slashed on Cangxie's body, the defense on his body collapsed, and the sword qi continued, directly cutting him in half.

A living person was cut in half, and when the body was separated, not even a drop of blood spurted out, what a fast sword, just what a sharp sword!

Not only did the Blazing Sun gasp, but even the Soul Realm cultivators gasped, shocked by the scene just now.

"What a strong sword!"

"What a quick sword!"

"The grace of that sword can be compared to the perfect blow of a Soul Realm cultivator!"

The Soul Realm monk was full of praise.

At this moment, everyone was shocked by the elegance of that sword, and no one cared about Cang Xian, who had been cut in half, only a monk from Ming Lan Peak hurriedly took away Cang Xian's body.

"Zhuo Yijian, this sect master has decided to accept you as an apprentice, and after the Eight Peaks Competition, you will officially apprentice!" the sect master announced loudly.

"What! The sect master has taken Zhuo's sword as an apprentice. This is Zhuo Yijian's blessing, the sect master has only accepted three of the five comet-level characters as apprentices in a hundred years, and now he has accepted Zhuo Yijian as an apprentice, which means that Zhuo Yijian's strength can be compared to those three comet-level characters. ”

"Zhuo Yijian deserves to be the sixth comet-star character. The grace of that sword has already convinced us old fellows, and in time, his strength will surpass ours. ”

The monks were talking.

"In the third duel between Minglan Peak and the Eighth Peak, the Eighth Peak won, and now the disciples of the Twin Peaks participating in the fourth competition are on the stage!" the Great Elder's voice overpowered the discussion of the monks.

The audience was silent!

The most crucial battle has begun!

Whether it was the monks under the power transmission platform, or the monks in front of the soul wall of the eighth peak and Minglan Peak, they were all waiting quietly, waiting for this crucial battle.

The eighth peak, the stars did not discuss it at all, and this crucial battle could only be left to Li Daofang, I don't know if this famous woman from the sect can win a victory for the eighth peak.

Li Daofang has a prominent family background, has a comet-star brother, her own strength is unfathomable, some people once said that her strength has been directly 'forced' her brother Li Daoyuan, but no one has confirmed it, now is the time to test her strength.

Li Daofang slowly ascended to the power transmission platform, and his outstanding appearance made many Soul Realm monks look uplifted.

Menqiu is only powerful, his own appearance is not amazing, Li Daofang's appearance is amazing, and among tens of thousands of female cultivators, he can be called the eight beauties of the sect, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary beauties.

Ming Lanfeng sent a monk Liu Rufeng who practiced wood attribute exercises, although he was a noble sun, but he was only a medium level in the sun, and he was not an amazing talent like Luo Hua and Zhuo Yijian, he slapped the Qiankun bag casually and sacrificed a green wooden sword.

"Go!"

Liu Rufeng did not swing his sword and slash at his opponent, but directly threw the wooden sword and stabbed at his opponent.

Li Daofang smiled faintly, and casually pointed at the flying wooden sword, only to see that a slender river of water aura condensed enveloped the wooden sword.

"The real killing sword is here!"

Liu Rufeng shouted, suddenly changed a person, now he is domineering, he casually raised his eyebrows, sacrificed a green long sword, held the long sword in both hands, flew forward, raised the sword with both hands and raised it above the top, and slashed it from top to bottom.

A shocking sword, the sword aura is like a flood!

In the face of a shocking sword, in the face of the sword qi that is like a rainbow, ordinary Dan Qi Realm monks will be in a hurry, but Li Daofang looked as usual, as steady as Mount Tai, calmly patted the Qiankun bag, and sacrificed a water stinger.

Scold!

The speed of Li Daofang's attack seemed to be very slow, but it was actually as fast as lightning, swinging the water spike and stabbing the earth-shattering sword qi.

Bang~

The sword qi is shattered!

Liu Rufeng was dumbfounded, the killing blow he thought was just a child's trick in the eyes of his opponent, and he was broken when he raised his hand.

"Impossible!" Liu Rufeng couldn't believe everything in front of him.

Li Daofang casually stabbed the water spur towards the void, and suddenly, a faint soul power dispersed.

"Her cultivation has actually reached the pinnacle of the Dan Qi Realm, and she can try to break through the Soul Aperture Realm at any time!" a Soul Aperture Realm cultivator saw Li Daofang's cultivation and exclaimed.

At present, in the entire sect, only the cultivation of the five major comet-level characters has reached the peak of the Dan Qi realm.

"The rumors are true, Li Daofang's strength is indeed chasing his brother Li Daoyuan. The Suns said that they had another strong opponent.

Liu Rufeng saw the gap between himself and Li Daofang, took away the long sword, and walked towards the bottom of the platform.

Li Daofang sighed faintly, she needed a strong opponent to show her current strength, she believed that when she showed her strength, even if the sect master did not personally accept herself as an apprentice, the Great Elder would accept herself as an apprentice.

The Great Elder's eyes lit up when he looked at Li Daofang, but in the end he was still a little hesitant, did not announce anything, paused for a while, and said loudly: " The competition between Minglan Peak and the Eighth Peak was conducted four times, and the Eighth Peak won three games, according to the rules of the Eight Peaks Big Match Five to Three Wins, the two peaks have been divided, the Eighth Peak won, and the Ming Lan Peak will become the eighth peak of the sect in the future, cancel the three-word title of Ming Lan Peak, and it will be called the Eighth Peak in the future, as for the Eighth Peak, after the Eight Peaks Big Competition, the five major suns can negotiate a name instead of the name of the Eighth Peak, which is the right you have won over. ”

Oooo

Oooo

Under the stage, Bai Yan, Li Daofang, Cangbahu, Zhuo Yijian, and Song Zhen shouted loudly, and even the original elder shouted excitedly, not to mention those Soul Realm monks who belonged to the Eighth Peak.

The tens of thousands of monks in front of the soul wall of the eighth peak let out an earth-shattering cheer, and the sound spread for thousands of miles, and the sound was as loud as a mountain flood.

The sect stipulates that the main peak does not need to be named, the weakest peak is named the eighth peak, and the other peaks have their own names.

The current eighth peak has lasted for a hundred years, and every time the eight peaks are at the bottom of the competition in a hundred years, there has been no peak name of its own, which is the first time in a hundred years to get rid of this situation.

One family is happy and one is worried!

The monks of Minglan Peak lowered their heads one by one, like a lost dog leaving the platform, especially the peak master Cang Beiyong, whose face was gloomy and could condense ink.

Eight peaks competition, only one peak comparison a day.

The monks left the pulphelf.

The monks of the Eighth Peak celebrated in the evening, and all the monks from the Eighth Peak gathered together.

The next day, the peak ratio continued.

Early in the morning, the Soul Aperture Realm monks and the Bright Sun went to the Gong Transmission Platform one after another.

Only Bai Yan didn't go to the power platform, in the eighth peak and Minglan peak competition, he was stimulated, especially the elegance of Zhuo Yijian's sword and Li Daofang's calmness made him realize that his current strength alone is not enough to dominate the eight peaks competition, and he must improve his strength, otherwise he will not have much chance of winning when he encounters comet-star figures like Kunyi and Li Daoyuan.

"Kunyi, Li Daoyuan, Cang Bufan!" Bai Yan looked solemn, "When you meet me, you will know that it is not your comet-level figure in the sect to dominate." ”

Bai Yan came to the Fang City and went straight to the heirloom store.

The heirloom shop does not belong to the sect, this is a shop all over the cultivation realm, the back 'view' is terrifying, any item here is a shocking treasure, and the price is also high and scary.

Bai Yan wants to use his blood to buy the armor that Dajin and Xiaojin need, so that in the Eight Peaks Competition, Dajin and Xiaojin can exert a higher level of combat effectiveness.

"Young Master Cang, please inside!" The heirloom shopkeeper is still dressed in white, elegant like a scholar, not like a businessman.

The heirloom shopkeeper was very puzzled, it stands to reason that Cang Jiaoyang should watch the battle on the power transmission platform, how could he have spare time to come to the heirloom shop.

"Young Master Cang, what do you need???," the shopkeeper asked.

Bai Yan smiled faintly and said, "Cang Mou came this time to buy two sets of defensive armor for the puppets he refined!"

Bang Dang!

The monk in the distance almost fell when he heard this.

When did the Dan Qi Realm cultivator become rich enough to buy armor for his puppet, and he still came to the heirloom shop?