In Tiankuifeng Square, the ground is as smooth as a mirror, and the mirage in mid-air appears like a miniature world.
There are black spots like sesame seeds scattered everywhere. The surrounding monks only need to focus their spiritual consciousness on one place, and the scene there will be magnified in their sight, allowing them to see the figures clearly, but they can't hear what is said.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Tianyan Sect disciples flew out of the mirror one after another and smashed to the side.
The cultivators of Tianyan Sect looked calm, but Shi Zhongshan, Master Jindan of Guiyuan Sword Sect and the Foundation Establishment disciples were refreshed.
Shi Zhongshan drank a cup of Immortal Tea Cow, wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "This time I, a disciple of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, competes with the Tianyan Sect. It will inevitably be unfair to the disciples of the Tianyan Sect, so I brought thirty of them. Foundation-building pills, and some magic swords specially made by our sect as a bonus. And this thing, as a reward for the first place."
Shi Zhongshan turned over his hand and took out a silver bead the size of a dragon's eye with a metallic luster.
The eyes of the monks around him brightened slightly.
"This is... Jianwan?" Zhenjun Fuyi asked from the side.
Shi Zhongshan nodded, "Yes, this sword pill is a sword pill made by fusing the natal sword with his own sword intention when Jieying, a direct disciple of our sect's Jindan, failed to pass away. It is equivalent to a talisman and contains 10% of the power of a Jindan monk." With full strength, it is more than enough to kill a handful of foundation-building monks."
"Cultivators who have not yet understood the sword intention can also use sword pills to cultivate their sword energy and understand the sword intention. What is contained in it is the wind-chasing sword intention created by Zhufeng Sword Master. That kid Zhuo Qingfeng has been coveting it for a long time. , If it weren’t for this Jianwan, he would not have come to participate in the noble sect competition due to his arrogant temperament.”
Wen Miao appeared next to Shi Zhongshan, grabbed the sword pill, looked at it, and said jokingly: "Didn't Zhufeng Sword Master change his name tens of thousands of years ago to Zhuyun Sword Master? Why is your sect still cultivating Zhufeng Sword Intention and not cultivating it?" Zhuyun Sword Intent?"
When this matter was mentioned, everyone in the Guiyuan Sword Sect felt ashamed.
Others say that Zhufeng Sword Master loves Lu Xingyun and is willing to serve as her servant because of his true nature, but for the Guiyuan Sword Sect, this is definitely a dark history that cannot be erased.
Therefore, they never recognized the Zhuyun Sword Master to the outside world, and the Guiyuan Sword Sect had always only had the Zhufeng Sword Master.
Shi Zhongshan coughed twice and said, "Zhenzun Green Ant is joking."
At this time, two Sword Sect monks fell out of the square. Their clothes were in tatters and half of their bodies were scorched black. They were in terrible condition.
The cultivators of the Tianyan Sect suddenly let out a long breath, raised their voices and asked with laughter, "How did this happen? Who was beaten so badly?"
"Look, isn't that Zhuo Qingfeng?"
Everyone heard the news and went to see Zhuo Qingfeng facing three Tianyan Sect disciples. Shi Zhongshan straightened his back and said, "This kid never strikes lightly or harshly. If he hurts a disciple of your Guizong, please forgive me. "
Wen Miao didn't listen to him, but stared at Jiang Yuebai in the field and murmured: "It's her. Jiuchuan asked me to take care of her. It's really unlucky to meet Zhuo Qingfeng so soon."
For a moment, because of Zhuo Qingfeng, everyone focused on him.
Mirror world.
Zhuo Qingfeng's expression was indifferent, he held his sword in his hand and walked slowly over.
Qi Tianbao and Xue Bei turned pale when they saw Zhuo Qingfeng clearly, and turned around and ran away without thinking. Jiang Yuebai also tightened the Earth Escape Talisman and was on full alert.
Zhuo Qingfeng stood still, his eyes slightly raised, his sharp edge revealed.
The sword roared, the dragon roared, and the wind and clouds gathered together. He raised his hand before he drew his sword, and a tornado rose from the ground, like countless sharp blades gathered together. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees were twisted into powder and rushed forward.
Jiang Yue Bai Tu dodged, Qi Tianbao was horrified, and before he could scream, he disappeared into the sword energy tornado with Xue Bei.
Zhuo Qingfeng's eyes turned and landed on Jiang Yuebai.
The breeze is undulating and the grass is rolling. It seems calm, but murderous intent is hidden.
Jiang Yuebai felt an invisible aura that blocked the entire area three feet around her. No matter which direction she ran at this moment, the breeze around her would immediately turn into sharp blades and kill her.
This kind of aura is exactly the same as when she used the Thunder Power, it was the sword intention.
Jiang Yuebai raised her hand, and the thunder gun flew out from her cuff, and she grabbed it.
Zhila!
The electric silver snake danced on the gun, like a sharp sword cutting through the sky, breaking through the invisible aura and striking it from the air.
The wind blew violently and thunder roared.
The sky and the earth were gloomy, the atmosphere was depressing, and a strong wind blew between the two of them, flying blades of grass and stirring in the sky.
Zhuo Qingfeng's expression suddenly changed, and he stared at Jiang Yuebai with wide eyes.
In his sight, a girl who looked like the bright moon was standing with a gun, but there was no girl in his consciousness, only thunders rumbling with their claws spread out.
Zhuo Qingfeng opened his arms and held the sword in his hand, his brows furrowed and he was fully alert.
"I didn't expect that there are dragons and crouching tigers in Tianyan Sect. Please tell me your name."
At the same time, there was silence around the square. Some people had their mouths open with surprised expressions, and some people were bringing tea and forgetting to drink. Their eyes were shaking. They were all staring at the girl standing opposite Zhuo Qingfeng.
The two people stood opposite each other. Although they did not make any movement, in the eyes of Jindan Zhenren and Yuanying Zhenjun, they could clearly see the violent sword intent and the thunderous force surrounding them respectively.
They were fighting each other and colliding fiercely. Even the wind was crushed in the center of the two people, so there was no movement.
Although the sword intention and martial power can be understood during the period of Qi training, they are also talented and intelligent, and require a certain amount of luck to master them. From ancient times to the present, they are unique.
Needless to say, Zhuo Qingfeng has the same spiritual qualifications as Zhufeng Sword Master. Every step of his practice is to imitate Zhufeng Sword Master's path. Since he was a child, he was the focus of Guiyuan Sword Sect's training. Understanding the meaning of the sword lies in reason. middle.
Martial power and sword intention are the same existence. There are almost no people in Tianyan Sect who have understood martial power. Ling Guanghan understood Shuanghan sword intention during his Qi training period, and no one has since.
At this moment, not only the Guiyuan Sword Sect was shocked, but everyone in the Tianyan Sect was also shocked.
Wen Miao and Wen Ci looked at each other. They knew Jiang Yuebai's Gongsun Zhu, Hong Tao, Yu Qiuchi and others. They couldn't recover for a long time, as if they had never known this twelve-year-old girl.
Especially Gongsun Zhu and Hong Tao, they knew that she was powerful, but they only knew that she was good at farming and that she was quite accomplished in puppetry, but they didn't know that she was also so amazing in practice.
"Who is she?" Shi Zhongshan pointed at the mirage on the square and asked, "I have also learned about the rookie qi training of Tianyan Sect, but there is no trace of her. Is it possible that your Tianyan Sect deliberately hid it?"
"Ahem." Wen Ci coughed. How many more surprises did this child want to give her? After all, she still looked down upon her.
Wen Miao came back to her senses and wrote lightly: "Huh? We don't know either. He is an unknown person. Do you know Fuyi?"
Zhenjun Fuyi frowned and looked at Jiang Yuebai in the field. He searched his memory carefully and found nothing. "I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I have no memory."
"What about you?" Wen Miao asked the others.
The other masters shook their heads, expressing their ignorance. Lingjun, Guquan and other masters of Jindan who had taught Jiang Yuebai all covered their faces with their hands. They were filled with shame. They thought they were ignorant girls, but how could they expect that they were peerless geniuses?
Wen Miao shrugged, "Look, he's just a nobody, so Lord Zhongshan doesn't need to panic."
Wen Miao grabbed the wine bottle and took a sip to calm down her shock, cursing in her heart, "You Li Jiuchuan, you hid such a big treasure from me, and you asked me to take care of you?" I don't care!
The atmosphere inside and outside was tense.
Jiang Yuebai stood with a gun, his hair flying in the wind.
"I am the Five Spiritual Roots, Jiang Yuebai!"
The Hidden Dragon has fallen into a frightened sleep, and its roar shakes thousands of mountains!
(End of chapter)
