Master Xuanhuo saw Xiao Tianxiong's eyes half closed, as if he was about to fall asleep, and couldn't help but say:
"Senior Brother Xiao! How come you, a young disciple like you, don't care about the competition?"
"What does it matter if you care? What does it matter if you don't care? If you win, you win. If you lose, it means his skills are inferior to others. Can I still help him knock your disciple off the stage?"
Xiao Tianxiong still looked like it had nothing to do with him.
"Haha, Junior Brother Xiao is indeed in a wise state of mind. Although he seems to be indifferent to his disciples, in fact he deeply agrees with my Taoist philosophy of tranquility and inaction!"
Master Xuanyun glanced at Xiao Tianxiong with a deep look and sighed.
On the Zhenzi table, the countless sword shadows formed by Bu Xiaotian's long sword had already tightly surrounded Yun Yan for three feet.
Countless sword shadows glowing with green light shuttled back and forth, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, hitting Yun Yan's sword guard, making a clanging sound, and the green and gold lights flickered continuously.
It lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour, and the shield formed by Yun Yan's sword had been suppressed from the original three feet in radius to only one foot in radius.
Suddenly, there was a loud "boom".
Then he saw that the shield formed by countless pale golden swords shattered and turned into countless pale golden sword shadows scattered in all directions.
In the end, all the sword shadows dissipated, and only a long sword was inserted upside down in front of Yun Yan with a "ding" sound.
The aura of the sword was a little dim, and it seemed that it had lost its spirituality.
Bu Xiaotian did not pursue him. When the sword shield protecting Yun Yan's body broke, he scattered the magic formula in his hand. He raised his hand to recall the sword "Gan Jiang" and looked at Yun Yan quietly with the long sword in his hand. inflammation.
Yun Yan did not reach out to pull out the sword in front of him, but looked up at Bu Xiaotian, wanting to say something.
But before he could say anything, his face turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. His body shook a few times before he stood still, and said with some difficulty:
"Junior Brother Bu came from behind and has such cultivation at such a young age. Brother Yu admires him!"
"I accept it, Senior Brother Yunyan."
Bu Xiaotian raised his fist towards Yun Yan and said modestly that after what happened before, he still has a good impression of the senior brother in front of him.
Although Bu Xiaotian had no intention of participating in the competition at the beginning, now that he was on stage, he must fight with all his strength. He did not want to lose the people of Purple Thunder Peak.
Yun Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to smile, but his vision went dark and he fainted.
Seeing that Yun Yan was about to fall, a red figure appeared beside him in a flash, supporting the unconscious Yun Yan, and at the same time took a deep look at Bu Xiaotian, who also looked a little pale.
The man investigated for a while and determined that Yun Yan only suffered some internal injuries due to the vibration of his internal organs during the fight. After that, there was no serious problem. After that, his face became relaxed. He nodded slightly to Elder Judgment, who also came to Yun Yan's side, and then Glancing at Bu Xiaotian, there was no anger on his face, only a hint of deep surprise.
Just looking at Bu Xiaotian, he hugged Yun Yan and got off the ring.
Later, Elder Judgment also glanced at Bu Xiaotian. He did not expect that another little monster would explode out of the previous accident, and he couldn't help but sigh that Purple Thunder Peak was indeed a strange place.
Then he turned his eyes and scanned the surprised faces in the audience, and announced in a deep voice:
"In this battle, Purple Thunder Peak, Bu Xiaotian will win!"
After that, he turned around and walked to Bu Xiaotian, took out a Guiyuan Pill and handed it to Bu Xiaotian, saying:
"This is the Guiyuan Pill. You have two-quarters of an hour to adjust your breath and recover. After two-quarters of an hour, you will accept the challenge from other disciples."
Bu Xiaotian reached out to take the elixir, saluted the elder of the judge, and said thanks:
"Thank you, elder!"
Seeing that Bu Xiaotian was still so respectful and polite, and was not carried away by the victory just now, the elder couldn't help but nodded slightly, and his voice became a little gentler:
"Okay, no need to be too polite, just focus on adjusting your breath."
Bu Xiaotian responded and said no more. He sat cross-legged on the spot, swallowed the Guiyuan Pill in his hand, closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.
At this time, the disciples watching the battle seemed to have just come to their senses and began to discuss the battle with those around them.
They were really surprised, they never expected that this competition would end like this.
After all, most people have heard of Yun Yan's reputation. His cultivation has already reached the fourth level of "Dao Xuan Jing" for many years, not only in Xuanhuo Peak, but also among the contemporary disciples in the entire Yuxu Sect. Standing at the forefront.
Looking back at Bu Xiaotian, almost no one present knew him. Even before today, they had never heard Bu Xiaotian's name. In addition, he looked only seventeen or eighteen years old. Even if he was extremely talented, he shouldn't be Yun Yan. opponent.
In addition, Ying'er's previous performance had exceeded everyone's expectations, and it was really hard for them to believe that two such talented disciples would appear at the Zi Lei Summit, which had always had the fewest disciples.
Everyone in the audience was whispering. Although everyone's voice was not loud, so many people together made it very noisy.
They looked at Bu Xiaotian, who was sitting cross-legged on the stage, with surprise and admiration in their eyes.
After all, although Bu Xiaotian is not very old, the battle just now made them dare not look down on this seventeen-year-old boy.
Although the winner of this battle was quickly determined, it was not easy for Bu Xiaotian to win.
After all, Yun Yan's many years of cultivation were not fake. Although both sides did not use any powerful techniques or ruthless moves, they still went all out.
Especially for the last blow, Bu Xiaotian used all his strength to activate the "Ten Thousand Swords Technique" and circulate the true energy in his body with all his strength. His chest suddenly felt extremely cramped. If he hadn't been strong-willed, he would have been unable to hold on and dispersed the magic technique at that time. .
At this time, as the true energy in the body slowly circulated, the pain in Bu Xiaotian's chest gradually subsided, and his face returned to rosy, no longer pale.
Two quarters of an hour passed quickly. Bu Xiaotian opened his eyes, stood up, bowed to the ruling elder beside him, and said:
"Elder, this disciple has adjusted his breath."
The elder looked at Bu Xiaotian who was still indifferent and respectful, a flash of approval flashed in his eyes, he didn't say anything more, just nodded and said:
"Okay, that's it, let's continue the competition. Disciples who want to challenge Bu Xiaotian can come on stage!"
As the elder finished speaking, there was another commotion in the audience, but no one came up to challenge.
After all, everyone knows about Yun Yan's cultivation. He is one of the best among the contemporary disciples of Xuanhuo Peak. Bu Xiaotian can defeat him, so naturally he is not mediocre. Those disciples don't think that their cultivation is stronger than Yun Yan's. .
So, another quarter of an hour or so passed.
Seeing that no one came up to the stage to challenge, the ruling elder was about to speak again when a figure emerged from the audience, landed on the stage, saluted to the ruling elder, and said:
"Yunyi of Wuyin Peak, challenge Junior Brother Bu!"
At this time, Bu Xiaotian also saw the man clearly. He was slender, wearing the clothes of a disciple of Wuyin Peak, and his appearance was also extraordinary. He had a silver-white long sword on his back and stood there with an elegant look. extraordinary.
"It's Senior Brother Yunyi!"
After Yun Yi came on stage, everyone below exclaimed again.
"Ice Sword" Yun Yi, the second senior brother of Wuyin Peak, is also the person with the highest cultivation level among the disciples of Wuyin Peak except for the senior brother Yun Lie. He actually came to the stage to challenge Bu Xiaotian, which was really beyond everyone's expectations. .
When the ruling elder saw Yun Yi coming on stage, he said no more. He nodded to the two of them and left the ring, standing in front of the crowd to watch the battle, ready to deal with any unexpected events.
Bu Xiaotian bowed slightly to Yun Yiyi and said:
"Zileifeng Bu Xiaotian has met senior brother Yun Yi!"
Yun Yi didn't care too much and returned the greeting:
"Junior Brother Bu, there is no need to be polite, please take action!"
After saying that, he put on his posture and looked at Bu Xiaotian.
Bu Xiaotian was not polite, he pressed the magic formula in his hand, and the sword behind him was immediately unsheathed, turned into a ray of blue light and shot towards Yun Yi.
Almost at the same time that Bu Xiaotian unsheathed his long sword, Yun Yi also strangled it with both hands, laying a white ice barrier about a foot thick in front of him, and bursts of white mist emitted from the ice barrier.
The green sword hit the ice barrier in front of Yun Yi with a breathtaking momentum. The strong wind blew the white mist away, and the ice barrier was covered with stripes from the place where the sword hit it. The cracks spreading like a spider web seemed to be broken at any time.
But the ice barrier did not break after all. Although it was almost penetrated by the long sword, it was still able to block the menacing long sword. Even under Yun Yi's urging, the cracks were reduced little by little. After a while, Then he recovered as before, and actually imprisoned Bu Xiaotian's long sword in it.
Although Bu Xiaotian saw that his long sword was trapped, he did not show panic. He waved his palm, and a dazzling lightning went straight to the ice barrier, which was stronger than the thunder from Yun Ying's palm. More than one win.
In an instant, the lightning struck directly on the hilt of the trapped long sword, and for a while the green and white light on the long sword alternately flashed.
With a "bang" sound, the ice barrier exploded, and broken ice flew in all directions. Many broken ice cubes flew towards the audience, causing many disciples to rush to resist.
When the ice barrier exploded, Bu Xiaotian's long sword flew back and returned to his hand.
In this confrontation, neither of them took advantage, and the fight was evenly matched.
Just when the ice barrier in front of Yun Yi exploded, Yun Yi's technique changed, and all the broken ice in the sky flew back. At the same time, it turned into countless ice blades and headed towards where Bu Xiaotian was standing. Fly away.
Bu Xiaotian was shocked when he saw countless ice blades flying towards him.
He didn't expect Yun Yi's reaction to be so quick. He quickly threw the long sword upwards and pinched out a spell in his hand.
The moment the thrown long sword flew up, it turned into dozens of sword shadows, forming a blue sword shield in a three-foot radius around him, protecting him tightly.
This move is actually very similar to the move Yun Yan used before.
The countless flying ice blades hit the sword guard, making a ping-ping-pong-pong sound.
The ice blade hit the sword guard and turned into countless ice fragments, flying everywhere, but the sword guard did not move at all.
The two sides fought like this back and forth for more than ten rounds, but for a while they were evenly matched, and no one could do anything about the other.
On the high platform in the center of the square, Master Xuanyun was also watching the competition between Bu Xiaotian and Yun Yi.
Seeing that the two of them were evenly matched, Master Xuanyun couldn't help but admired:
"I really didn't expect that Junior Brother Xiao, a young apprentice with mediocre qualifications, would actually cultivate his sect's mental skills to such an extent in just ten years!"
"This boy is indeed extraordinary. If I remember correctly, it must have been seventy years since Yun Yi became a disciple of Senior Brother Zeng, right?
His ice sword has killed many demons from the Demon Cult over the years, and he is the best among the entire generation of disciples of the Yuxu Sect. He never expected that Bu Xiaotian would be able to compete with him in such a situation. "
Master Xuan Yu also sighed after hearing Xuan Yun's words.
After hearing what the two of them said, Zeng Xuanhai showed a hint of disappointment, sighed deeply, and said:
"Alas, among the disciples on my peak, apart from Yun Lie, who is very talented, and Yun Yi, who is also somewhat talented, the other disciples are hard to achieve greatness. It seems that no one can be among the eight champions this time. "
When Zeng Xuanhai said this, several people suddenly didn't know how to answer the question.
The situation of the current generation in Kirigakure Peak is indeed not very good. The five peaks of Yuxu Sect have always been in the same spirit, but now the family is not in a good situation. Even if the other families want to help, they are somewhat powerless. The atmosphere among the people on the stage is different. The time became a little dull.
