As soon as he said that Si Xueyi was very low-key, the latter took the initiative to become the champion, which shocked people greatly.

Lord Kuyun felt helpless because he had a good impression of Si Xueyi.

I sincerely hope that he can be a little more low-key, too strong and easy to break. As long as Si Xueyi does not fall, sooner or later he will amaze the entire Tianxu Pure Land.

…

Si Xueyi calmly stepped onto the ring and waited for his opponent to come on stage.

As the champion, Si Xueyi must keep fighting until he is defeated, or he must win continuously and crush them all.

The expressions of the other nine people in the group with Si Xueyi changed, and they did not make a decision immediately.

Everyone has something to hide and doesn't want to get on stage too early and reveal their trump cards.

Including Gu Chenfei, who had previously threatened to beat Si Xueyi to death, he thought for a moment and gave up being the first to take the stage.

"Cangqiongyuan, Qi Jingyu!"

But soon someone broke the silence, and an extraordinary young monk stepped onto the ring.

He is famous in the Holy Academy for his excellent swordsmanship, and is also one of the top ten swordsmen. He has reached the peak of the seventh level of Dragon Vein.

In terms of swordsmanship, he is on par with Qin Cang who was defeated by Gu Chenfei.

Si Xueyi saluted briefly, and then said: "Tianlin Peak, Si Xueyi."

Qi Jingyu looked at Si Xueyi and said: "I am in this group and say that if I want to fight my way out of the siege, it will be difficult to win even one game. So I must be the first to stand up. Holy Court banishes immortals. I'm sorry. I

You must be trampled underfoot."

He is very straightforward, without any twists and turns, and is a typical swordsmanship style.

Just tell Si Xueyi clearly that you are the worst in this group and the only one I can win is you.

Si Xueyi nodded: "I understand, draw your sword."

Qi Jingyu frowned slightly, and without saying anything, he drew his sword out of its sheath with a sonorous sound.

boom!

The moment the sword light shined, a phantom of a dragon snake appeared behind Qi Jingyu.

This top-quality treasure is a rare treasure, with the evil spirit of a dragon snake sealed inside.

Si Xueyi's eyes lit up, these people in the Holy Court had so many good things.

Seeing that Si Xueyi was indifferent, Qi Jingyu said, "Draw your sword, or take out your gun and let me see your legendary marksmanship."

Si Xueyi said calmly: "You will see it, there is no need to be so anxious about losing."

Hearing this, Qi Jingyu smiled instead of getting angry, with a flash of mockery in his eyes, and said: "As expected of the Holy Court, you should be so crazy. If you weren't so crazy, I might have to work harder to win you."

After the words fell, Qi Jingyu raised his sword and killed him.

His sword skills are extremely terrifying. When the sword light shines dazzlingly, the evil spirit of the dragon snake also moves with it.

Qi Jingyu's already powerful sword became even more fierce.

Si Xueyi pulled out the Immortal Burial Sword and hit the flaw in the opponent's sword technique with just one strike, causing the sword movement phenomenon to completely collapse.

Swish, swish, swish!

Si Xueyi kept moving and fired nine swords in succession, blocking all Qi Jingyu's subsequent attacks.

For a moment, figures on the ring shook, and the two of them attacked with swords.

They each performed sword moves, and neither of them showed any intention of flinching.

This battle made the onlookers in the field watch it heartily and feel extremely shocked.

Bai Ting was defeated so quickly before that many people didn't see Si Xueyi's sword moves clearly. Now that they saw it, they all exclaimed in surprise.

Although Si Xueyi was on the defensive, he was able to defend without leakage. Qi Jingyu did not gain any advantage at all.

A hundred moves passed in the blink of an eye.

The two men's sword moves stirred up the wind and clouds, and visions continued, but Si Xueyi remained relaxed and leisurely strolling around the court.

On the other hand, Qi Jingyu was already at a disadvantage, with sharp sword wounds everywhere on his body.

The two of them had different expressions. Compared with Si Xueyi's relaxed look, Qi Jingyu became much more nervous and solemn.

"Is it my turn?"

Si Xueyi stabbed the dragon snake's phantom in the head with a sword. With a flick of his wrist, the sword light crushed the dragon snake's evil spirit.

"The wind is invisible!"

Swish, swish, swish!

The eyes of everyone in the audience were dazzled when they saw Si Xueyi disappear from the place, and when he reappeared, he had sheathed his sword.

Clang!

When the sword was completely inserted into the scabbard, seventy-two sword holes appeared on Qi Jingyu's body, and blood splashed like a fountain.

What a terrible scene!

It's so fast that people can't catch it, and its power is so powerful that it's beyond imagination.

Si Xueyi held the Immortal Burial Sword and raised it casually, saying calmly: "You are defeated."

Qi Jingyu knelt on one knee and looked at Si Xueyi in disbelief.

"Your swordsmanship has already reached such a level...how on earth did you do it? Your swordsmanship talent is probably only matched by Ye Qinghe, the founder of the Holy Academy..."

Qi Jingyu was very reluctant, but he had to admit that the opponent's swordsmanship talent was beyond his understanding.

Si Xueyi said nothing and walked forward step by step.

Qi Jingyu's pupils shrank sharply, he was so frightened that he trembled crazily, his body kept trembling, and he said quickly: "I...I give up!"

But Si Xueyi still kept walking, landed on his shoulder, and pulled him up.

Under the incomprehensible eyes of the opponent, Si Xueyi said calmly: "You are not allowed to kneel. A swordsman would rather die standing than kneel to his opponent."

Qi Jingyu stared at Si Xueyi in disbelief as if he had been hit hard.

He never expected that Si Xueyi came quickly to say this to him.

His face was filled with shame. Now he was really convinced and left the ring with his hands.

Qi Jingyu lost?

In Qianqiu Square, all the monks looked surprised.

Although it was a bit surprising that Si Xueyi defeated Qi Jingyu, it was not too shocking.

What really shocked them was that Qi Jingyu was defeated too quickly, and there was also the scene of Si Xueyi pulling his opponent up.

"This Si Xueyi is obviously crazy and has no limits, but this last move was really gentle."

"What a strange person."

"On the one hand, he killed decisively, and on the other hand, he protected Qi Jingyu's final dignity."

"Yes, Qi Jingyu said that he would trample him under his feet."

"Si Xueyi, a mysterious person."

…

Many people were quite puzzled. Some thought it was an act, while others thought it was demeanor.

"This Si Xueyi's swordsmanship seems to have improved a lot compared to five days ago. The chief's guidance has really made an immediate impact."

"The most important thing is talent. This swordsmanship is a bit exaggerated."

"It does have the demeanor of banishing an immortal."

"My swordsmanship is sophisticated, and my state of mind is even rarer. Si Xueyi is a bit exaggerated."

On the Panlong Stone Pillar, everyone was whispering and praising Si Xueyi's swordsmanship talent.

Only Shengjun Qianyang remained calm and did not speak, but he did not panic, the show had not begun yet.

If your swordsmanship talent is several levels higher than that of your peers, you can indeed kill and defeat your opponents across realms.

But the eighth level of dragon vein is different!

Da Luo's golden body is an invincible existence. No matter how good your sword skills are, there is absolutely no chance of winning.

How to win without breaking the defense?

Feng Yuan Shengjun's face was solemn, slightly nervous, and he did not dare to say a word.

He secretly glanced at Shengjun Qianyang, looking at the other person's gloomy face, and the hands on his knees began to shake inexplicably.

Si Xueyi, what should you do?

Holy Lord Xuanyin noticed something strange about him, raised his brows, and said with a smile: "Feng Yuan, why are your hands shaking so much, are you nervous?"

Feng Yuan glared angrily, but said nothing.
To be continued...