Since the selection competition of the Lotus Sect began, every night, there would be different 'Xinluan' flying from the Little Lotus Peak to the other mountains in the Hundred Mountains Ancestor. On one of these Xinluan's paws, the information carried was nothing more than about the promotion of the disciples between the major factions in this big competition.

Since the first round of the selection competition, the list of disciples who have successfully advanced will be recorded clearly in the form of hand-copying, just like the booklet of the Frontier Elder Sect, but unlike the Frontier Elder Sect, the ultimate meaning of these people's names is to be sent to other major sects that are also Hundred Mountain Ancestors.

Xinluan is an extremely common flying spirit animal among the thousands of creatures in the Five States Continent, they are petite, even when they grow to adulthood, they are only about the size of a human palm, but their flight speed is extremely fast, and they are easy to be tamed, so they have become the best choice for cultivators on the mountain to convey information to each other.

On a mountain peak about twenty miles away from the Lotus Sect, a letter luan quietly fell from the sky, and then it was caught by a young disciple in a cyan robe.

The disciple took down the letter tied to Xinluan's paws, but instead of opening it privately, he sent it straight to an incomparably exquisite attic and handed it to its owner.

The owner of the attic is a middle-aged man, he looks about the age of not confused, but his appearance is very ordinary, the kind of person who will inevitably remember his appearance after being seen by anyone, without the slightest characteristic. However, although his appearance is ordinary, his identity is not so, because he is not only the owner of this attic, but also the owner of this mountain.

The name of this mountain is Cheonggensan.

The middle-aged man opened the letter sent by his disciples, only to find that it was an extremely simple note, and on the note, there were just seven small words, "Third Young Master, successfully promoted!"

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At the same time, on another mountain peak that was also a short road away from the Lotus Sect, there was a very good-looking woman who frowned slightly, and then she handed the note in her hand to another woman, and said in a slightly cold tone: "Unexpectedly, Bing'er still lost. ”

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Lotus Sect Main Peak.

On the Lianwu Square.

After Xu Yan and Chen Qinghe fought each other, the sword qi in the sky finally slowly dissipated, but before everyone could recover from the shocking sword before, they saw the two figures in the battle circle again, and they rushed forward to fight each other again.

Xu Yan held a sway, his eyes grim.

At this moment, he already knew Chen Qinghe's strength thoroughly, and he couldn't help but think of when he was in Huang Maojian, the latter said to that Zhou Mi at that time, "Even I am not sure that I can defeat the little junior brother......"

Looking back now, Xu Yan can clearly feel that Chen Qinghe was just humble at that time, after all, he was only a second-story building at that time, and he had not practiced any sword skills, and it was simply easy for the other party to defeat himself at that time with this strength.

As soon as he thought of this, Xu Yan had to admire the person in front of him, the other party could become the first person recognized as an inner disciple, and it was not in vain. Chen Qinghe is not only among the best in his own strength, but also has an excellent character, no matter who he faces, he can treat him gently, but he is upright, which has undoubtedly become one of his convincing good qualities.

But even so, Xu Yan was still bound to win the battle in front of him, because only by defeating the other party could he successfully enter the final round and get the Peiyuan Pill.

Chen Qinghe couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw that Xu Yan had always fought close to him, but he didn't choose the swordsmanship that he would envy even if he saw it, but before he could have too many thoughts about it, Xu Yan's long sword had already come.

Unlike the previous choice of blindly defending, Xu Yan began to try to take the initiative to attack after roughly understanding Chen Qinghe's realm. He first used the Poor Autumn Eight Style Sword Technique that he had secretly learned from Li Ku, and then the even more powerful Flying Goose Sword Technique, but it was obvious that he wanted to rely on these two sets of sword techniques to defeat Chen Qinghe, which was pure wishful thinking.

After Xu Yan used the last form of 'Flying Goose Silent', but was successfully avoided by the other party, Chen Qinghe finally spoke: "Little junior brother, I didn't expect your talent in kendo to be so amazing, it's really impressive, but although these two sets of sword techniques are not bad, your cultivation is still too low, if your cultivation is not much different from mine, I will never be your opponent." ”

When Xu Yan heard this, he shook his head with a smile and replied: "Senior brother thinks too highly of me, senior brother, you have been stepping into the third floor for many years, and you must only be the last step away from the fourth floor, right? ”

When Chen Qinghe heard this, he replied frankly: "Yes, my cultivation has indeed reached the peak of the three-story building, and the Qi Mansion in my body has also reached the bottleneck, but I am not sure enough to ensure that I can successfully break through to the fourth floor, so I must fight for that Peiyuan Pill." ”

Xu Yan understood him quite well in this regard, and immediately nodded, but he didn't continue to elaborate on this matter, but just said: "Since this is the case, then let go of your hands and feet and fight with all your might, we have been fighting for so long, I think there should not be much strength left in the Senior Brother Qi Mansion, so let's all come up with the last trick and fight it out!"

Chen Qinghe had no objection to this, so he nodded solemnly.

......

A gust of mountain wind blew gently from outside the mountain.

Cool and striking.

The mountain wind blew the hair on Xu Yan's head, and at the same time, it also blew the clothes on his body.

The mountain wind quietly drifted away.

Xu Yan held the fuyao in his hand and dragged it behind him, as if he was dragging a long knife.

He walked slowly, and then, using his body as a base, endless sword intent frantically gathered towards him from all sides.

Chen Qinghe, who was on the other side, saw this scene, and stood in place without the slightest intention of moving, but as Xu Yan continued to walk towards him, he began to slowly lift the green snake that fell to the ground from his hand.

Every time he lifted an inch, the weight of the green snake in his hand would increase by one point, and when he raised the height of the green snake to about his waist, Chen Qinghe only felt that the sword in his hand was already weighing a hundred catties.

However, this weight is not enough, it is far from enough, because in Chen Qinghe's memory, he has seen someone from the Chen family who can lift this green snake sword above his head.

Xu Yan got closer and closer to Chen Qinghe, slowly shortening from ten zhang to seven, and when he reached five zhang, the fuyao that was being dragged in his hand began to shake violently.

There was a trembling sound, buzzing above the sway.

A drop of sweat slowly ran down Xu Yan's forehead and left it down his cheek and into his neck.

Xu Yan seemed to feel that at this moment, he was dragging a giant dragon forward step by step, and all the sword intent that gathered on him was continuously devoured by this giant dragon into its belly, and together with his hand, he couldn't control following the giant dragon, shaking violently.

At this moment, Xu Yan was only three zhang away from Chen Qinghe.

Chen Qinghe, who was in front of him, had raised the green snake in his hand to the level of his chest, but the long sword was still not in a straight line with his shoulders and arms, and he hoped that he could achieve the same level as the three. Therefore, he continued to work hard to raise the green snake, and although his movements were slow, very slow, he never gave up.

Finally, Xu Yan came to Chen Qinghe's first zhang, and the latter also completely raised the green snake to the point where the three were equal.

Both of them were sweating profusely, but almost at the same time, they both swung their swords.

Immediately after, they all felt that the only remaining qi in their qi mansion was pouring out like a tide at this moment, frantically urging the sword in their hands.

A dazzling silver thread lit up from Xu Yan's sword, and then surged into a sword qi that was more than ten zhang long.

In Chen Qinghe's hands, it is still green. Yes

A giant python flashed out of his sword again.

The seventh form of the Seven Star Sword Technique.

This move Xu Yan had only used once in Cardinal's sword, but now he did not hesitate to use it, because he didn't dare to hide it in the slightest.

On the other hand, Chen Qinghe also used his most powerful move so far.

Two completely different sword qi quietly approached each other from the air.

Fuyao against the green snake.

Sword Qi slashes the giant python.

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In the viewing area, Han Yu, the Supreme Elder of the Xia Zi Sect, couldn't help but suddenly get up at this moment, and his expression was extremely solemn on his face.

Seeing this, Zhao Bailian just waved her hand gently, signaling that he didn't have to worry.

At the outskirts of the battle circle, the Border Judge Elder witnessed these two powerful sword qi that far exceeded those that could be used by ordinary Lower Three Realm Sword Cultivators, and there was a hint of emotion on his pale face, and in his eyes as sharp as sword blades, a trace of appreciation and relief rose.

The Linesman Elder did not hesitate, and immediately stretched out his right hand, and put his two fingers together to form a sword, drawing eight invisible sword qi in the air in a row. They were arranged in a circle, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a huge sword formation, completely enveloping the sword qi of Xu Yan and Chen Qinghe.

The silver light and the giant python finally exploded in the next moment.

The sword qi in the sky poured down like a white waterfall.

Like a storm, like a shower!

All of them smashed into Xu Yan and Chen Qinghe, who were standing on the ground.

The two only felt that they were facing the continuous impact of the surging torrent at this moment, but they both knew very well that whoever was swept away by this torrent first would lose the competition.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Xu Yan didn't move, steady as a rock.

But Chen Qinghe was shocked by this huge force and took a small step back.

Ten breaths later, he was completely blasted out of the entire battle circle.