"I didn't expect that this time, there will be three disciples from Bailu Academy in the West Lake Sword Competition, and only one person in the top ten is in the top ten."

Rocky narrowed his eyes, looked at Li Qingyin, and smiled and said, "As the saint of Tianfeng Academy, Fairy Qingyin will be punished by the master if she really ends like this, she will probably be punished by the master, right?"

Li Qingyin was calm and said, "The winner is an opportunity, why bother to force it?"

However, Zhou Hanwen and others who did not have a flag in their hands were embarrassed not far away, while Zuo Qiulin took a holy pill and was quickly healing his wounds in order to fight again. In addition, there were many Holy Palace disciples of Tianfeng Academy in the King's area, watching calmly, waiting for an opportunity to move. There were at least two hours before the end of the sword competition, full of variables.

Nalan Shuiyue looked at me with bright eyes, holding the eighth order flag in her hand, shining brightly, and said, "Baizhan, your strength is above me, why don't you challenge me and go further?"

"No need." I said.

The corners of her mouth tilted lightly, and a disdainful look flashed in her eyes, and she smiled and said, "Are you satisfied with the tenth sword king? You need to know that as sword cultivators, we should strive for the best."

I smiled and said, "It's okay. If you don't have the strength, someone will naturally take your eighth order flag. Why do I need to do it?"

She snorted lightly, holding the flag tighter, and her whole body exuded the glory of the king's power. Her beautiful eyes swept around the onlookers, hoping to rush out immediately and sweep all these fierce opponents down the mountain.

...

"Since that's the case, let's come down to learn about the unique skills of Bai Shaoxia of Bai Lu Academy!"

Suddenly, a young man in the crowd walked out, holding an ancient sword in his hand, emitting an immortal aura throughout his body. He was a disciple of the Immortal Pavilion. The king's power in his body was surging, his eyes were sharp, and he stared at me. He probably wanted to do something, and said, "In Yinping, Immediately under the Immortal Pavilion, please give me advice!"

Lin Muzhao frowned slightly and said nothing.

Everyone knows to pick up soft persimmons. Even after I defeated Zuo Qiulin, these people still think I am the weakest among the top ten kings, and everyone wants to replace them. Even these people think that Nalan Shuiyue is better than me.

Rocky nodded and said, "Yin Ping, your immortality and immortality skills have reached the fifth level. You really have the strength to fight against Bai Zhan. Let's go all out to fight. Don't insult my reputation as the Immortal Pavilion!"

Li Qingyin smiled slightly: "Immortal Pavilion is an evil clan, what's the reputation to say?"

Rocky's face looked a little ugly, but he didn't say anything.

"Young Master Bai, please give me advice!"

The immortal aura in Yin Ping's body burst out, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in black flames. He stepped into the air. An ancient sword in his hand roared, flashing with the power of the triple sword aura. This young man's status in the Immortal Pavilion should not be low. After all, a middle-level person who understands the sword heart is a top talent that must be focused on in any sect. Moreover, he is just a young man, and there is too much room for improvement in the future.

Lin Muzhao whispered: "Junior brother, fight with all your might, Senior sister will protect you!"

As she said that, she held the fifth flag in her hand and stepped forward. She was surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairy who was standing in the mortal world. Her sword heart had already covered the battlefield, and her beautiful eyes stared at Yin Ping and me.

In order to prevent the use of the wheel war, I gritted my teeth and directly sacrificed the six-level sword aura. The ten-level spiritual sea power burst out in my body, and the realm of everything was quickly condensed within ten feet of the surrounding area. A golden spiritual zodiac spread out, and a sword swept into the air to meet Yin Ping's ancient sword. This sword contained my supreme sword path and was extremely powerful. It just suppressed Yin Ping's immortal skills at the first time and compressed the immortal aura to only a ball of size.

The six-level sword aura vs. the two-level sword aura, one sword aura and one heaven!

With a loud "keng", Yin Ping immediately vomited blood and retreated, but in the sound of the wind, the sword energy condensed from the Fairy Bone Sword penetrated into Yin Ping's chest like a wisp of lightning. With a "puff", the sword intent pierced through the two protective sword auras on his body, creating a small blood hole in his chest.

"boom--"

Yin Ping's entire body suddenly fell out, hitting the huge rock behind him, spitting blood in his mouth, and was defeated.

Just one move, some people didn't even see this sword intent full of murderous intent. This is my sword art. The method I have sought out from countless decisive battles with the powerful sword cultivators of all generations in Jianzhong Tianzhuo, killing people invisibly.

But I didn't take a heavy move, and this sword only severely damaged Yin Ping, but did not kill him.

"What a quick sword!"

Nalan Shuiyue opened her mouth wide, stunned, and a deep shock appeared in her beautiful eyes. Obviously, she didn't see this sword clearly at all. In terms of sword cultivation, this pride girl from the Daluo Sword Domain is far from that.

Lin Muzhao nodded slightly and smiled, "It's very good."

Although Li Qingyin still looked calm like a calm water, she looked relieved.

Only Dongfang Lin'er had a sharp look in her apricot eyes, and the other one was unhappy was Rocky. As the young master of the Immortal Pavilion, watching the genius in this sect be defeated by a sword was a shame. However, Rocky just snorted coldly, but did not attack me, but chose to preserve his strength.

Still holding the tenth order flag in my hand, I looked at a group of young geniuses from various sects with calm eyes and said, "I think I am a soft persimmon that is easy to squeeze. Even if I come to fight, I will not show mercy next time."

Duan Yuan of Yin and Yang Palace sneered, "I dare to be content with the position of the tenth king. If I hadn't had the order flag in my hand, I would have challenged you long ago."

I glanced at him and smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

"If you don't have the courage to challenge, just say it. What's the point of saying harsh words?" I said.

"Do you think I dare not?" Duan Yuan smiled sinisterly: "I'm just afraid that your blood will stain my sword."

"Ahem..."

Luo Qi coughed and said, "Mr. Duan, why bother with a disciple of the inner courtyard of Bailu Academy? We are all top figures in major sects. Just as Miss Nalan said, shouldn't we strive for the best? Don't forget that the first king's flag has always been in the hands of Fairy Qingyin. Don't you want to experience Fairy Qingyin's peerless sword technique?"

Duan Yuan smiled slightly: "Well..."

His eyes swept around the crowd and finally nodded.

Soon, a young genius came out. He was a genius from Yin and Yang Palace. He was full of powerful momentum. His sword blade was straight and Li Qingyin said, "The saint of Tianfeng Academy is known as the first celestial girl of the new generation. She is invincible in this world. Are you lucky enough to challenge Fairy Qingyin?"

Li Qingyin held the order flag in one hand and the white jade sword in the other, nodded and said, "Yes."

The young genius growled, and the artistic conception of the Yin-Yang two-pole sword technique burst out. The Yin-Yang fish descended like a huge ancient magic figure, covering him. The sword wind with both hardness and softness swirled up rapidly, sweeping the sand and stones present. Sure enough, all those who could stay in the King's area were first-class geniuses, and they were all capable of competing for the top ten in the Renjie area!

"Please give me advice!"

The young man flew with a sword in the sky, and a ferocious beast appeared behind him. He stepped on the Yin-Yang fish and slashed out a shocking sword, condensed thousands of sword energy and swept across, heading straight for Li Qingyin.

Everyone was shocked. No one expected that the genius of the Yin-Yang Palace would be so strong. I am afraid that even if he was not much inferior to Duan Yuan.

...

Li Qingyin stepped on the clouds and mist, wearing a white dress wrapped in a graceful and undulating body, and her whole body was filled with a fairy charm that was not as good as the world's fireworks. She looked at her opponent with beautiful eyes, and suddenly the pure power of the king suddenly surged, and a transcendent aura emerged, which was the power of the three Returning Yuan. One by one, the words flew out of her body and gathered into an ocean around her.

"this……"

Lin Muzhao frowned slightly: "I didn't expect that she had really cultivated this Confucian and Taoist sword scripture..."

At this time, Li Qingyin seemed to transform into a fairy girl full of bookish fragrance. The sword intent spreads, and it condenses into a bamboo forest ink and wash artistic conception. Pieces of ancient words lie across the world, like peerless fairy walking out of the scroll. The white jade sword was gently unsheathed and turned into a jade color to attack the boy in the Yin and Yang Palace.

"Che"

With just one sword, there was a bloody stain on the young man's wrist, and even the long sword could not be controlled steadily. He fell a hundred feet away, his face was covered with fine sweat. He endured a huge horror, as if he had walked on the verge of death, his face turned pale, he looked at Li Qingyin, and his voice trembled slightly, "Thank you for not killing me!"

"Yeah, go back."

The boy quickly went down the mountain and went to challenge the Tianjiao area. Even if he could not gain a foothold in the King's area, his cultivation level could at least gain a foothold in the Tianjiao area.

"Junior sister, are you practicing the legendary Confucian Saint Sword Book?" Lin Muzhao asked.

"Senior sister's keen eyes."

Li Qingyin nodded and smiled: "It is the sword scripture passed down by the master."

Lin Muzhao remained silent. After Li Qingyin practiced the sword scripture, the gap between them was probably going to become even bigger.

...

"Fairy Qingyin's sword technique is indeed outstanding in the world."

Someone came out from the crowd, holding a sword with a special shape and said, "In Diyang, the Eight Desert Tower of Immortal Pavilion, please give me advice!"

"good."

After two moves, Di Yang lost and left.

Immediately afterwards, the third person walked out and challenged Li Qingyin.

One after another, after seven people were defeated by Li Qingyin, Zhou Hanwen, the chief of Ziji Palace of Tianfeng Academy, frowned and said, "Yinyang Palace, Bahuang Tower, Immortal Pavilion, what do you mean? Do you want to consume the strength of the Saint Junior Sister by wheel battle?"

"Where do you think."

Rocky smiled faintly: "The fairy Qingyin is a peerless fairy figure, and her swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world. They just want to appreciate the style of the saint of Tianfeng Academy. The dignified Tianfeng Academy will not even have this kind of demeanor, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Zuo Qiulin said: "If you think you can win the first place in this swordsmanship conference in this way, it would be too ignorant."

Rocky sneered: "You, the chief of the Holy Palace who was defeated by a disciple of the inner courtyard of Bailu Academy, also has the face to say that you are not aware of the world? I am bluntly speaking, you will carry this shame in your entire life!"
Chapter completed!