Thirty steps away, Song Si took a look at the sword platform where Feng Jianlin, Gui Hometown, and Mu Ziye faced off, and then began to close his eyes and heal. Without the assistance of the Cold Light Technique, the Sword Yuan in Song Si's body was unbalanced, so that every time he ran the Void Sword Technique, the Void Sword Yuan that was integrated into the Extremely Cold Freezing Qi would become colder and colder, if it weren't for the deep foundation of the Pure Yang Technique he cultivated, I am afraid that he would have fallen on the spot the moment the Extreme Cold Void Sword Yuan broke out.

Twenty-five steps, Song Si entered the state of cultivation, and he didn't notice this, after all, there were still a lot of people coming and going in the aisle of the Sword Viewing Seat.

Twenty-two steps, the mad swordsman quickly finished gnawing on a chicken leg, chewed it with relish, and threw the chicken bone casually, landing right in the middle of the aisle. The swordsman who walked in front couldn't help but jump his eyelids, but when he saw the mess in the aisle in front of him, he relaxed a little and continued to move forward.

Sixteen steps, inside the sleeve robe, the flying sword starts, the sword intent is restrained, and the edge is not revealed.

Twelve steps, several people could hear the priority of Song Si's breathing extremely clearly, and even the trace of sword intent escaping from the scabbard of the Ziyao Sword behind him.

Eleven steps, the breeze blew, it was the crazy swordsman's chicken leg bones thrown in his hand again, almost smashed in the face, one of the six people had a killing intent leaked, only one step away, only one step away, the original plan of ten steps to break the game!

"Do it!"

"Kill!"

Six sword cultivators slashed out at the same time, and the flying sword that was more than six inches long turned into six sword lights, shooting towards Song Si's major points, not giving him any chance to escape!

At the critical moment, Song Si got out of a state of concentration, opened his eyes, folded his sword fingers, and the sword appeared!

The virtual sword is invisible!

One sword turned into nine, and it was pointed on the six sword lights, and suddenly the sword qi swept across the four directions, and a miserable howl sounded. But it was a few Jindan period sword cultivators who were sitting around Song Si before they had time to take precautions, and died tragically on the spot.

Honk!

After receiving a sneak attack, the cold qi in Song Si's body, which was overloaded with the use of the Void Sword Technique, broke out again, and his body was covered with frost again.

Pure anodizing!

Unable to care too much, Song Si hurriedly switched to the Pure Yang Technique, and suppressed the cold qi in his body with the Pure Yang True Yuan, which saved him from the tragedy of being frozen in ice.

At the top of the Nine Heavens Sword, a sword groan, shook the heavens and the earth.

The Three Pavilion Pavilion Masters were shocked!

Miss!?

No!

Seeing that Song Si's body was restricted by ice, there was only a layer of pure yang energy to protect his body. The eyes of the six sword cultivators who were repelled were cold, and they actually ignored the anger on the top of the Nine Heavens Sword, and at the same time evacuated the sword element in their bodies and poured it into the flying sword, preparing for the final blow!

Because this is the Nine Heavens Sword Platform, the place where the strongest swordsmen in the sword domain pay attention, they only have two chances to come out with their swords.

Regardless of the outcome under the sword, they have only one ending, death!

So. It's better to kill the sword!

Kill!

Kill!

Pulled inexplicably, the mad swordsman who was shocked by the previous sword qi suddenly changed color, and above the sword fingers, the crimson sword light showed a strange color.

Silent. The crimson sword aura swept around Song Si.

The wind stopped, and the mad swordsman was furious, and under the blood-stained sword fingers were six flying swords, and there was a trembling sound.

"You guys. Have you ever seen the blood of the crimson?"

"Ah, how could it be?" The six sword cultivators retreated at the same time, they never thought that Song Si would have such an unfathomable strength by his side. And also a madman. One move, grab the flying sword of the six mid-Yuan Infant masters, this, unimaginable!

Several dull sword snapping sounds sounded, and the mad swordsman didn't give the six people a chance to speak, and the blood-stained sword finger had already crossed the heads of the six people.

"I, the legend of the sword domain, the more ......" the mad swordsman dispersed the sword qi at his fingertips and held his forehead, "The more... I can't remember, I can't remember...... No, what about my barbecue triangular deer legs, the rare irises?"

Crazy again.

It's really crazy.

After determining that the mad swordsman had recovered his madness, several deacons of Zifu City dared to approach Song Si, and after sending out a bottle of Sword Raising Pill, they took away the corpses of the six assassins, and they needed to investigate which force had repeatedly provoked Zifu City and the Sword Domain.

Whoever it is, will pay the price!

At the top of the Nine Heavens Sword, a sword qi broke through the sky and fell towards an unknown place thousands of miles outside the Purple Mansion City.

Suppressing the extremely cold and freezing air, after Song Si took the next sword cultivation pill, he continued to heal his injuries, and there was still some time before his next sword duel, and he couldn't waste a single moment.

On the sword viewing seat on the first floor, a gray-robed swordsman quickly came to Feng Mo's side and handed out a jade slip: "It was sent by the young man under Deacon Sheng." ”

"Clues?" Feng Mo took the jade slip, and after his divine sense probed into it, his face couldn't help but change greatly, "You guys are optimistic about this place, don't have any more problems, otherwise, die!"

With that, Feng Mo hurriedly left the Nine Heavens Sword Platform.

......

Qingping Sword Sect, inherited from Qingping Peak, one of the thirty-six peaks of the Sword Domain, Qingping Pavilion, but after hundreds of thousands of years of twists and turns, Qingping Pavilion declined, just like the original Ethereal Sword Sect, it was expelled from the Sword Domain and fell into the second-rate force of Kunxu Xing.

After the hard work of the successive generations of sect masters, the Qingping Sword Sect became a super sect in the Qianchuan Domain, but unfortunately, the glory is difficult to sustain, and after tens of thousands of years, the Qingping Sword Sect is now unable to even reach a third-rate sect.

Fortunately, in this generation, Li Canglan, a young man, was accepted as a closed disciple by the sect leader Yan Qingsi, hoping that he could win a good ranking in this year's Sword Domain Ceremony, and then take the complete "Qingping Sword Classic" from Zifu City to revitalize the sect.

"Senior Sister Yan, Senior Brother, I will definitely win one for the Qingping Sword Sect and retrieve the Qingping Sword Codex. Li Canglan stood outside the Qingping Sword Sect and said goodbye to his little junior sister.

"Senior brother, you have to be careful!" Yan Chi said with some concern.

"Anla, Anla, can't you believe your senior brother's swordsmanship?" Li Canglan patted his chest confidently, "Wait for me, wait for me to come back and teach you the complete Qingping Sword Classic, and then see who else dares to underestimate our Qingping Sword Sect!"

"Well, you must come back safe and sound. You bring this snow flute, and when you miss me, you take it out and take a look. Yan Chi always had an inexplicable worry in his heart that could not be dissipated, but every time he saw his senior brother's confident smiling face, he couldn't say anything.

Taking the snow flute, Li Canglan took back the storage bag, turned around, and prepared to leave.

Yan Chi looked at his senior brother's back, not knowing what to say.

Suddenly, Li Canglan turned around and hugged Yan Chi. Tightly, as if he never wanted to let go of his hand.

Yan Chi was stunned, her mind was spinning, and when she reacted and wanted to hug her senior brother, Li Canglan had already let go of her hand, and the sword galloped away.

"Senior brother, take care!"

On the twenty-sixth sword platform, Li Canglan of the Qingping Sword Sect faced the famous sword night Guyun in Luocheng.

Encountering a strong enemy for the first time, Li Canglan suddenly felt the pressure doubled. Don't dare to ignore it, take the lead in making a move, and show Qingping's mastery.

The red hair flew away, the night lonely cloud blood sword came out, the light and shadow were instantaneous, and the two of them had already fought each other's swords, and each was shocked back about a hundred steps.

"Master, but your desire to win is too strong!" reminded the Night Lonely Cloud Horizontal Sword.

"Why bother!" Li Canglan flew his sword and turned into hundreds of thousands of sword qi and rose into the air. "Qingping Sword Rain!"

Blood-stained mountains and rivers!

Ye Guyun took a step back, and the blood sword was the only one, turning into a magnificent sword qi, breaking through the sword rain!

In a flash. I saw the blood rainbow shocking the sky, the sword rain drifting away, Li Canglan snorted, and flew a hundred steps upside down.

The trick is broken. Li Canglan's desire to win began to change, and now it is only the second round of the sword trial ceremony, if he fails. What else can you fight for the Qingping Sword Sect?

"Not an opponent, not an opponent? No! I can't be defeated! I must not be defeated! I am the hope of the Qingping Sword Sect, and I must not be defeated!"

Traces of the road!

With the determination to win, Li Canglan sword the final form of "Qingping Sword Codex", leaving a trace of Ping, and preparing to decide the victory with a sword.

In the Qingping Sword Sect, almost everyone has cultivated the Zhenzong Sword Codex, but there are very few who can practice the Dao and leave a trace, let alone in the case of the incomplete Sword Classic, and Li Canglan is also worthy of the expectations of the sect and has become the only disciple in the Qingping Sword Sect who has practiced the Dao and left a trace in the Qingping Sword Sect for thousands of years.

It is rumored that as soon as Dao Liuping's trace came out, yin and yang reversed, and ten thousand demons were terrified.

"You!"

In the past, there were masters of the Sword Domain who practiced the Dao to leave a trace of the Tao to kill the Six Tribulations of Scattered Immortals, and since then, the power of the Dao Leaving the Trace of Ping, everyone in the Sword Domain knows about the sword cultivators, and the night Guyun is naturally no exception.

When he tried the trick for the first time, Ye Guyun knew the depth of Li Canglan's strength, and when he broke Li Canglan's sword move again, he also had reservations, but he never expected that Li Canglan would make such a unique move, forcing him to have no reservations.

This is no longer a matter of victory or defeat, but life and death!

In order to survive, Ye Guyun had to go all out, no matter what the outcome was.

The blood-colored sword wings unfolded, and the crimson sword intent suddenly dyed half of the sword platform space red.

Desperate, sword kill!

It was the Northern Battlefield of the Sword Domain that made the Shinrikyo cult members lose their hearts and minds with the famous sword of Los Angeles that killed thousands of miles with a bloody sword!

Ten swords in a thousand miles, one sword is faster than a sword, one sword is stronger than a sword, after ten swords, there is no death and no life!

Between the electric sword fire, the blood-colored sword rainbow drew a magnificent color in the sword qi storm, however, the final move stopped, the smoke and dust dispersed, only the blood wings were scattered, and the night lone cloud brought up a piece of blood mist to stop behind Li Canglan, and the blood dripped down.

Honk!

Night Guyun spurted out a mouthful of blood, almost unsteady on his feet.

Li Canglan's sleeves fluttered, and he turned around indifferently, and the sword in his hand was shattered under his slight movements.

At this time, Li Canglan's eyes were clear, without a trace of victory, he looked at Ye Guyun and was silent for a long time.

"It's too late. Ye Guyun said coughing up blood.

"yes, it's too late. Hehe, I'm defeated!" Li Canglan finished speaking, and the crimson sword qi in his body suddenly broke through the tendons and veins like a flood beast, and burst out, "Senior sister, I'm sorry......"

"No. 26 Sword Terrace, Night Lonely Cloud Wins!" the referee announced, and on the other side, two Zifu City doctors jumped on the sword platform, and after doing some emergency treatment for Li Canglan, they took him away. Whether Li Canglan is alive or dead in the end, not many people will know, and not too many people will care.

Because of the rules of the Sword Domain, there is no point in the loser being concerned by the strong.

At the same time, on the rest of the sword platforms, Yan Huixue, Jun Buwu, and Qing Wange also passed all the way and won the battle, while Dongfang Xi and Hua Moyu seemed to have encountered strong opponents, so much so that they used some hole cards to win.

In addition, Ye Yunlin, Murong Chen, and Situ Chuxia also easily defeated their opponents, as for Ye Weihan and Ye Feixia, they were defeated at the beginning of the second round, which had never reached the Yuan infancy.

Now, there are three hundred and twenty-two sword cultivators who have not been eliminated, including Mu Ziye, Feng Jianlin, and Gui Hometown, who are still fighting on the sword platform, and now the battle situation of the three has entered a stalemate stage, so they were temporarily ignored by the referees.

The draw continued, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, after the first one hundred and fifty-seven groups were assigned, it was still not Song Si's turn, which made some people on the sword viewing table very puzzled, could it be that Song Si was seriously injured, and the Nine Heavens Sword Platform took care of it, or was this kid too lucky?

At this time, Yan Qingshi, the deacon of Zifu City, who presided over the lottery, continued to announce: "The one hundred and fifty-eighth group, Song Si, Luo Cangyun, Mo Sigui, Mo Xiyan, Wu Lizi, Tianzi No. 6 Sword Platform, five people sword duel!"

"Five-person sword duel!?Can the sword domain be pitted again?" Someone on the sword viewing table stood up in surprise and roared. (To be continued......)