"Qingcheng Sword Sect Master Yu Zhenzi, I have met my brother." Yu Zhenzi appeared in front of Shen Dachui, with white hair and white beard, an immortal spirit, wearing a green suit, with a long sword tied to his back, and Qingcheng Sword The disciples of the sect have similar shapes.
"Shen Dachui of the divine forging lineage." Shen Dachui raised his fists and saluted, "I have seen Master Yu Zhenzi teach."
"It turns out to be Brother Shen, whose name I have admired for a long time." In fact, the Shendian lineage has been hidden in the world for a long time and has no prestige. Yu Zhenzi has never heard of it at all. "How did these incompetent disciples of mine offend Brother Shen? Please also tell me that I will definitely punish you severely."
"Headmaster has invited me. I just wanted to take a few of my juniors to Qingcheng Mountain for sightseeing and summer vacation, but the disciples of your noble sect blocked it. They said that it is the important place of Qingcheng Sword Sect and is not allowed to enter." Shen Dachui has an upright temperament and thought that Jade Zhenzi was truly apologetic, "I have been traveling all the way from Qingyun Mountain to here, but I have never heard that the cultivation sects on the mountain do not allow others to enter the mountain."
Yu Zhenzi glanced at his disciples and saw those few people's eyes flickering, knowing that there must be something fishy. However, he claimed to be the number one master in the Qingyun Mountains and was extremely high-spirited. Hearing Shen Dachui speak in a serious tone, he felt a little bit in his heart. Displeased, he defended his disciples and said, "Brother Shen is not from here. I don't know that the dozens of miles around Qingcheng Mountain have been purchased by our Qingcheng Sword Sect. Today, I ordered my disciples to capture spiritual beasts in the mountains. I am worried about accidental injury." In order to save other people's lives, we have people block the road up the mountain, please forgive me, Brother Shen."
"So, many of us who came all the way here today are going to be in vain?" Shen Dachui didn't expect Yu Zhenzi's reaction. He couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and felt a little angry.
"Brother Shen, please forgive me." Yu Zhenzi was originally a proud and arrogant person, but now he heard his unkind tone and his tone became tougher.
Two white-haired old men faced each other from a distance. One had a tiger roaring in front of him, and the other had a sword buzzing on his head. The aura of the Heavenly Wheel master collided and stirred in the air, and the surrounding air seemed to condense.
"Senior Yuzhenzi." Zhong Wen on the side suddenly said, "You just said that you blocked the mountain road because you were worried that your disciples would accidentally hurt others. So as long as we prove that we have the power to protect ourselves and will not be accidentally hurt by your disciples, right? Have you gone to the mountains for some sightseeing?”
Yu Zhenzi was old, and deep down in his heart, he did not want to compete with Shen Dachui, a master of the heavenly wheel. When he heard Zhong Wen's words, he couldn't help but glance at him and said: "Little brother, how can you prove it?"
In fact, both parties knew that with Shen Dachui, a master of the Heavenly Wheel, it was impossible for the disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect to cause any harm to Leng Wushuang and others. Zhong Wen said this, and he may not have meant to give him a step down. The old man naturally walked down the slope. donkey.
"Why don't you and I have three people on each side to compete, with two Heavenly Wheel masters acting as judges? If our side wins all three battles, it proves that we are not weaker than the disciples of your sect. How about you let us go up the mountain for a trip?" "Zhong Wen said with a smile. In order to induce Yuzhenzi to agree, he deliberately did not say win out of three games, but set higher requirements for his side.
Yu Zhenzi glanced at the people behind Shen Dachui and saw that except for Zhong Wen, the others were all charming young women. He couldn't help but feel a little contempt in his heart, and nodded: "That's very good. The two sides are just competing, there is no need to be harsh. Just click until then. If you lose, just go back."
Shen Dachui wanted to push for more conditions, but when Zhong Wen gave him a "reassured" look, he nodded and said nothing more.
"I'll go!" When Liu Qiqi heard about the competition, she took the lead bravely.
"I want to go too." Zheng Yueting also likes to fight.
"The Qingcheng Sword Sect can cultivate a disciple of Daqian Yingjie List. I think the background is not bad. To be on the safe side, you two can only be in the first round of the first level. How about guessing the game and deciding." Zhong Wen said to himself Gu Zi arranged the lineup for the competition.
In the end, the guessing game ended with Liu Qiqi competing in the first game.
"Don't worry, little sister, I will be merciful." The Qingcheng Sword sent to fight was a single disciple who was nearly thirty years old. He stared at Liu Qiqi's gorgeous appearance and her pair of snow-white muscular legs with a lustful look. Long Legs, I had already imagined it in my mind, and before the fight started, I gave myself a DEBUFF.
When Liu Qiqi saw it, she frowned slightly, feeling disgust in her heart, and without saying a word, she raised her sword and stabbed.
"Earth Chakra Realm!" Yu Zhenzi was shocked when he saw Liu Qiqi's young appearance and spiritual power.
Ji Lun, who is seventeen or eighteen years old, will most likely enter the Daqian Heroes List in the future. Yu Zhenzi suddenly regrets offending the group of people in front of him.
I saw dazzling rays of sword light emitting from Liu Qiqi's hands, and she actually created a long sword with a dazzling phantom-like visual effect. It was the "Huifeng Luoyan Sword Technique" that she had just learned half of. .
That Qingcheng Sword Sect disciple only had a cultivation level of the twelfth level of the human wheel, and his spiritual skills were far inferior to Liu Qiqi's. As soon as they met, her long sword was pressed against her chest.
Feeling the sharpness of the long sword on his chest, this disciple of the Qingcheng Sword Sect was so frightened that his legs and feet became weak, and he shouted loudly: "I surrender!"
Liu Qiqi glanced at her mouth and put away the long sword in her hand rather disappointedly. She felt that her opponent was too weak and the fight was not enjoyable.
"What an awesome girl!"
"I didn't expect that there would be such a brilliant swordsmanship in the world. It must be of gold grade."
"Junior brother Feng is already at the peak of human chakra cultivation, yet he was defeated with just one move. Could that little girl be a master of earth chakra?"
"She looks only seventeen or eighteen years old. An Earth Chakra master at this age, my God!"
"I just like this kind of beautiful and powerful girl. I'll ask her to have tea later."
"Look at her long legs, tsk tsk tsk, I can play with them for a year."
The disciples of the Qingcheng Sect were talking a lot, marveling at Liu Qiqi's powerful strength.
"Qi Dayuan, you are in the second game." Yu Zhenzi did not expect that the first disciple would be defeated so cleanly. He felt a little embarrassed on his face, so he called out the eldest disciple present.
"I'll go." Nangong Ling suddenly said.
"Sister Nangong, are you sure?" Zhong Wenwen originally planned to resolve the next two games between himself and Leng Wushuang, but he didn't expect Nangong Ling to take the initiative to ask for a fight, and said hesitantly.
"Don't you have confidence in your sister?" Nangong Ling looked at him with a smile, her beautiful eyes showing the confidence of having wisdom in hand.
"Sister, please be careful." Zhong Wen laughed and stopped blocking her.
"Girl, I am not as compassionate as Junior Brother Feng. I have no eyes for swords. If you want to admit defeat, please do it as soon as possible." Qi Dayuan has been married for a long time, and his resistance to beautiful women is far inferior to that of Single Junior Brother Feng. Faced with Nangong Ling's behavior, A gorgeous beauty, he showed no signs of being unsteady.
"Please enlighten me." Nangong Ling's mouth slightly raised, half-smiling.
Qi Dayuan's swordsmanship was agile and elegant, and was the silver spiritual skill "Qingcheng Swordsmanship" practiced by everyone in the Qingcheng Sword Sect. As soon as he made a move, Shen Dachui judged that this person's cultivation level was approximately between the third and fourth levels of the Earth Wheel. between.
Nangong Ling, on the other hand, has not learned Zhong Wen's exercises and spiritual skills. She still uses her master's secret skill, the silver-level "Light Splitting Sword Technique".
"It turns out that Sister Nangong's cultivation is so strong." Zhong Wen was slightly surprised to see that Nangong Ling was only in his early twenties, but his cultivation was not inferior to that of the Qingcheng Sword Sect disciple in his early forties opposite.
I'm afraid that in a few years, she will be able to properly enter the list of heroes.
"Senior Sister's 'Light Splitting Sword Technique' is far better than mine." Liu Qiqi said sincerely.
Zhong Wen looked intently at the two people fighting, and saw a long sword in Nangong Ling's hand. Sometimes it transformed into two sword lights, sometimes three sword lights, and sometimes the number of sword lights could even reach four. She is not like Liu Qiqi who maximizes the phantom created by the "Light Splitting Sword Technique" every time. Instead, she can control it with ease.
Whenever Qi Dayuan thought he had seen through which one was true and which one was false, the number of sword lights in Nangong Ling's hand would suddenly change, making him dizzy and disoriented.
A silver-level swordsmanship was actually used in so many tricks by her. Is this the so-called IQ dimensionality reduction attack?
Zhong Wen once again marveled at Nangong Ling's wisdom. He thought about the two very brain-burning exercises and spiritual skills he had just picked up recently, and felt that the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" seemed to be guiding him secretly. Own.
At this time, Qi Dayuan on the field was teased by Nangong Ling. He spun around twice and finally came back to his senses. He felt a long sword on his neck and knew that he had lost the competition. .
"I agree." Nangong Ling took back the sword in his hand politely.
Qi Dayuan's face turned red when he thought of the big words he had uttered before, and he retreated back among the disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect in shame, not even daring to look at Yu Zhenzi.
"I'll go! Even Senior Brother Qi lost, this girl is too powerful."
"Senior Brother Qi is the third master in our sect after Fat...Senior Brother Liu and Master. He actually lost to a young woman."
"Don't you think this girl's eyes are particularly beautiful?"
"She is good-looking, but she looks too smart. She is obviously not someone we can mess with. On the contrary, she is not as attractive to me as the girl before."
"We have lost two games in a row. It seems that only Fat... Senior Brother Liu can save our face."
"That's right, Fat...Senior Brother Liu is a famous master in the Daqian Heroes List, and he will never lose."
The disciples of Qingcheng Sword Sect began to discuss again.
"Could what the girl used be the 'splitting sword technique' of Qingxuzi from Qingfeng Mountain?" Yu Zhenzi said suddenly.
"Nangong Ling, the eldest disciple of Piaohua Palace, has met senior Yu Zhenzi, and Qingxuzi is the junior master." Nangong Ling admitted frankly when he saw that Yu Zhenzi recognized his spiritual skills.
"It turns out that he is a disciple of Qingxuzi, no wonder he is so good." Yu Zhenzi's tone softened a lot, "We are both cultivators in the Qingyun Mountains. When Qingxuzi passed away, I also went to express my condolences. At that time, your master was just a The young girl didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, even her apprentice would have grown up to be so outstanding."
Nangong Ling just smiled and bowed his head and did not answer.
"Since you are neighbors from Qingfeng Mountain and are visiting Qingcheng Mountain, I shouldn't have stopped you in the first place. However, the three-war agreement has been agreed upon, so let's finish the comparison first and then reminisce about old times." Yu Zhenzi touched his beard and said with a smile, " In order to avoid being said that I don’t keep my promise, and besides, I have already lost two games, I, the eldest disciple, probably want to save some face for my master.”
Before he finished speaking, "Fat Swordsman" Liu Dawei could no longer hold himself back and strode out from among the disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.
