This day was the day for sword discussions. With the cicadas chirping and the trees covering the ground, Wei Shiqi followed the disciples from Xiandu to the Chixia Valley sword testing stage.
The sword testing platform is a huge stone dozens of feet square, about half a foot high, with an uneven surface, an ocher red color, and crisscrossed with sword marks. It is said that the sword test platform is only the tip of the iceberg exposed above the ground, and the part buried underground is a hundred times more, and it is connected with the mountains surrounding Chixia Valley as a whole.
There were hundreds of sword cultivators present, headed by Qin Zijie and Ruan Jing. The heads of the seven side branches were on the left. Huo Mian, Zhou Ji and other direct disciples of Kunlun were on the right. Qin Zijie of the Five Elements Sect presided over the sword discussion and said a few words of encouragement in public. , the only thing worthy of attention is that only by receiving a sword energy from him can you be qualified to participate in the sword discussion.
The disciples of the seven sects of the side branch were scattered in darkness beside the sword testing platform. Outside the immortal capital, Wei Shiqi only knew a few people, including Sun Ergou and Shang Jiannan of the Pingyuan sect, Cao Yu of the Xuantong sect, and the rest. Unfamiliar faces.
Wei Rongniang reminded him: "Be careful, Elder Qin's Sanyang Sword Qi is not easy to pick up -" Before he finished speaking, Qin Zijie pulled out a red long sword from the sword bag, activated the sword technique, and swung hundreds of The sword energy, like a heavy rain hitting pear blossoms, shot towards the disciples of the seven sects.
Wei Shiqi received Ruan Jing's sword energy and was on guard. He immediately took half a step forward, swung the iron rod, and saw the sword energy coming and swung it away with all his strength. The moment he touched the sword energy, 12 layers of true essence were released. Superimposed, a thick yellow light suddenly lit up, and the iron rod slightly bent into an arc.
The sword energy broke through all the obstacles and dived into the iron rod like a fish, swimming upstream. Wei Shiqi's heart trembled and he tried his best to activate his true energy, but he could not stop the sword energy from advancing. Just when he felt depressed At that moment, another familiar sword energy penetrated into the iron rod, and was still three inches away from the tiger's mouth, extinguishing the three Yang sword energy. Wei Shiqi took a deep breath to calm down the raging blood in his chest. He straightened up and looked around, only to see the disciples of the Seven Sects falling down. Only twenty or thirty people could safely receive Qin Zijie's sword energy.
He couldn't help but cast his eyes on Ruan Jing, but saw the corners of her mouth curl up slightly and wink mischievously.
Huo Mian's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he had already seen clearly. He announced the names of the disciples of each sect one by one. When it was the turn of Xiandu, he paused and called Li Shaoyu, Deng Yuantong, and Wei Shiqi. Doubts abounded in his mind. How could Wei Shiqi still be considered a disciple of Xiandu when he had clearly joined the Kunlun Sword Controlling Sect? His cultivation level was mediocre and he couldn't even catch his own sword, so how could he escape unharmed from the master's sword energy?
Wei Rongniang and Zhao Zongxuan were also shocked. Wei Shiqi's performance was too outrageous. Could it be that he had been hiding his strength until the Chixia Valley Sword Discussion? On the contrary, Xi Huzi nodded secretly, guessing that Ruan Jing helped him.
There are seven sects from the Kunlun branch, each with three people, and a total of 21 disciples are selected to catch and compare swords with each other, and the order of the seven sects is determined by the number of wins. Those who admit defeat will lose, those who are struck by swords will lose, and those who are forced to step down will lose. The disciples participating in the sword competition give it their all and give it a try. Their safety is left to the master of the sect. If someone accidentally hurts someone, they will not be held accountable. If there is a thin line between victory and defeat and it is difficult to tell, the decision will be made by Elder Qin, who presides over the sword discussion.
The first game was between Xiandu and Yuxu. Xi Huzi ordered Wei Shiqi to fight. The disciple sent by Yuxu was Li Mu, who was of the same generation as Wei Shiqi.
Li Mu carried a flying sword on his back and took the lead on the sword testing platform. Why don't the leader of the Yuxu Sect step forward and walk to the west side of the sword testing platform to guard behind him.
He has great confidence in this apprentice. Li Mu is very high-spirited and works extremely hard. He has already broken through the Jianmang Pass. Among the three disciples of the Yuxu Sect who participated in the sword discussion, he is in the middle in strength, second only to his senior brother Zhao Zhirong. Not long after Wei Shiqi joined the Immortal Capital, although he accepted After getting rid of Elder Qin's sword energy, no matter how high his cultivation level was, there would be limits, so he was not worried about Li Mu.
Wei Shiqi followed Li Mu onto the sword testing platform, his fingers touching the sword pouch at his waist, his heart as calm as water. What was coming is finally here!
Li Mu's flying sword was made of hundreds of smelted iron mixed with copper. The name of the sword was "Purple Phoenix". It came from the hands of a famous swordsmith. It was tempered thousands of times and was known for its dexterous changes.
Wei Shiqi pulled out the iron rod, assumed a "raising fire to set fire to the sky" posture, stopped quietly, and waited for Li Mu to take action first.
Li Mu frowned slightly. This disciple from Xiandu used a black iron rod. He must be good at close combat. Why not take action first? Surprised thoughts flashed through his mind. His right shoulder swayed slightly, and the Purple Phoenix Sword rose into the sky, turning into a stream of purple light and striking at the opponent's chest. The speed was not very fast, and there was still room for movement and change.
The moment Wei Shiqi drew his sword, his right arm whipped around, and the iron rod flew out of his hand, rolling like a wheel and hitting Li Mu. The shadow of the rod covered most of his body.
If Li Mu ignored it and used the flying sword to attack his opponent, he would be hit by the iron rod and both sides would be injured. But he had no choice but to save it sideways, rolled over, dodged the iron rod, jumped up, and at the same time activated the sword to send the flying sword. As soon as he retracted it, the Purple Phoenix Sword suddenly stopped its motion and flew back like a tired bird returning to its nest.
While throwing the iron rod, Wei Shiqi exerted force on his legs and feet, and pounced on Li Mu like a tiger descending the mountain, intending to win with fists and kicks. He stared at the Purple Phoenix Sword, and when the flying sword was close, he released the Hidden Snow Sword from the sword pouch to fight. However, he did not expect that Li Mu would not advance but retreat, and his plan failed, and he became He faced the Purple Phoenix Sword with his bare hands.
Wei Shiqi was tall and had long legs, and he got three feet in front of him. Li Mu was able to catch the Purple Phoenix Sword, and with a burst of true energy, a foot-long sword light shot out from the tip of the sword, blue and purple flowing, hesitating, reflecting. His beard and hair were all green.
The situation has been decided, and Li Mu is determined in his heart. He is waiting to leave a few points to prevent the opponent from being accidentally injured by the sword light. Suddenly, there is a sound of wind behind his head, and his shoulders feel numb. He is firmly grasped by a big hand, and he is thrown back, and he can't help but fly into the air. Flying up, the man and his sword were thrown several feet away.
The person who took action was the leader of Yuxu Sect, He Buping. He held a long and narrow flying sword between the thumb and index finger of his right hand, the tip of the sword was still half a foot away from his chest.
He Buping's face changed, and he said coldly: "What a good idea, what a good means!" He handed the flying sword to Wei Shiqi, who stretched out his hands to accept it respectfully, and bent down to salute with thoughtful etiquette.
He Buping retracted his right hand into his sleeve, feeling annoyed and a little frightened secretly. Wei Shiqi was very insidious. He fought openly with an iron rod, but secretly he hid a flying sword. When Li Mu urged the sword light, he only took out his throat with one sword. Why Buping rescued him in time? At first, he only used 50% of his true energy, but he failed to hold the flying sword. He hurriedly added another 20%, and his two fingers were slightly bruised by the sword's spine.
Wei Shiqi put the sword into his pouch. He Buping narrowed his eyes and said, "The sword is good! What's its name?"
"The Snow Sword is hidden in the Immortal Capital."
He Buping nodded and called his apprentice: "Mu'er, let's go, you lose."
Li Mu's face turned red and green, then blue and white. He stamped his feet fiercely, turned around and left, disappearing in the blink of an eye. He Buping sighed, knowing that this blow was too heavy and Li Mu would probably never recover. Instead, he hoped that Wei Shiqi could stand out in the sword competition, so that Li Mu would feel better.
Wei Shiqi glanced at Ruan Jing vaguely. She was playing with a jade whistle in boredom and didn't pay attention at all. He bowed slightly to He Buping and stepped away from the sword-testing platform. The moment he turned around, he clearly noticed the gaze cast by Qin Zijie. There was heat hidden in the calmness, as if it was real.
Xi Huzi was greatly surprised. He could see clearly behind Wei Shiqi. He hadn't seen him for several days, but he was completely reborn and had mastered the art of sword control. Could Ruan Jing really have the Midas touch to turn gold into gold? No matter what, this is a good thing. Xiandu may be able to get rid of the fate of being at the bottom in this sword discussion and win seventeen years of breathing space.
But the threat from Huo Mian and the Five Elements Sect was always like a big mountain, weighing heavily on his heart.
