Mu Yiqiu left.
In the center of the square, only the defeated Liuguang Sect sword cultivator remained.
Fortunately, he was not seriously injured.
No one came forward to help, and he was able to walk to the edge of the square by himself.
next moment.
Thanks to Mu Yiqiu's shouting, Ning Ruan was successfully targeted by several eyes.
It's like staring at a treasure falling from the sky...
"Senior brother, let me do it. You have reached the sixth realm, and it is easier than us to pass."
This is the voice of a sword cultivator from the fifth level of Liuguang Sect.
"Why do you come to the Liuguang Sect? We, the Danxin Sect, also have many fifth-level sword cultivators."
This is the voice of the Danxin Sect’s fifth-level sword cultivator.
The two forces seem to be tit for tat.
The purpose is naturally to win over someone with a cultivation level as low as the fourth realm as a rival.
"..."
Ning Ruan yawned lazily.
Just when everyone was arguing, they slowly walked to the center of the square.
He pointed at a mid-level sword cultivator from Danxin Sect.
"How about just you?"
"..."
The sword cultivator who was chosen had a look of astonishment on his face, "You choose me?"
The mid-level sword cultivator in the Sixth Realm is already an elder figure in Dan's heart.
"It's you, you don't dare to fight?" Ning Ruan decisively pulled out the red sword.
After the trial, she broke through to the middle level of the Four Realms.
Up to this moment, apart from painting puppets, she had never really done anything with anyone.
Now that we want to take action, we naturally have to hit the mid-level first to see the situation.
"..." The sword cultivator was already laughing angrily.
Where did a person from the Fourth Realm get the courage to challenge him?
"Little girl, you don't have those two seniors from the Eighth Realm protecting you here. Since you chose me regardless of life and death, I will let you know the difference between the Fourth Realm and the Sixth Realm today!"
Finished.
The old man at the middle level of the Sixth Realm of Danxin Sect jumped up and landed in the center of the square with his sword in hand.
There is no communication.
The next moment.
The old man drew his sword directly towards Ning Ruan...
"I don't know which family's disciple is so arrogant, with such a huge gap in realm. Where did she get the courage to challenge Elder Lu?"
"Perhaps she is spoiled by her family? She thinks that the six realms outside are as easy to deal with as the six realms at home that allow her to deal with them all the time?"
"Then I'm afraid she will be disappointed today...wait, how could it be? She...she actually caught Elder Lu's sword?"
"...Elder Lu must have held back, otherwise how could she have been able to catch this sword with her cultivation level?"
"..."
As if to comfort themselves, the monks who originally didn't care much about the competition stood up straight.
Even those who were still recovering from their injuries subconsciously opened their eyes.
That's it for this moment.
Elder Lu's full blow was again received by Ning Ruan.
The two of them each took a few steps back.
A shocking one.
One looked calm.
"It turns out that this is the strength of the Sixth Realm Intermediate Level..."
Ning Ruan whispered to himself.
"..." Elder Lu, who was still in shock, suddenly came to his senses.
His face showed the anger of being insulted.
Just about to speak.
Then he saw the girl opposite who was carrying a sword box suddenly raising her sword.
The figure moved.
He actually took the lead in fighting back against him.
"..."
After a cup of tea.
Elder Lu was knocked away by Ning Ruan's sword, and blood gurgled out from the sword wound in his abdomen.
Just when he subconsciously wanted to take out the backhand from the storage ring, Ning Ruan had already arrived in front of him.
The long sword stopped on his neck.
"you lose."
"..."
brush.
Elder Lu's right hand dropped helplessly.
With blood in his mouth, he struggled to spit out a few words, "...I lost."
He actually lost...
Six realms mid-level, lost to the four realms...
Even at this moment, he took out the sword talisman in the storage ring and killed the person in front of him.
He still lost.
Amidst countless unbelievable looks, Ning Ruan's figure quickly disappeared in the center of the square.
The sword cultivators in the square stood there with blank expressions on their faces.
I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time...
…
call out--
Ning Ruan just opened his eyes.
A long sword shot straight towards her head.
"Miss Ning, be careful!"
"I'd rather not be soft and get out of the way!"
The voices from the little fat man and Mu Yiqiu sounded together.
Ning Ruan raised her hand and struck out with a sword, directly cutting the long sword in front of her head less than half a meter away into two pieces.
Only then did he see the outrageous scene in front of him.
In a cave that is several times larger than the square outside.
Thousands of spiritual swords flew wildly in mid-air.
Mu Yiqiu and the little fat man were included.
The sword cultivators in the cave were all injured.
There were even three bodies lying on the ground.
"I am now very sure that this undersea ruins is a certain sect. We are now raising swords in a place where they raise swords. The so-called rewards are probably just these swords!"
Mu Yiqiu resisted the attacks of several spiritual swords.
While shouting at Ning Ruan.
The little fat man also held a big sword in his hand. When he slashed out with the sword, several spiritual swords in the air shattered.
"..."
