The disciples of Lieyang Sect are ranked third, and their strength cannot be underestimated. The most important thing is that this young man has obtained the inheritance of Lieyang Sect in the trial land, and his combat power is very strong.

"Fellow Taoist, be careful!"

Changhua's eyes were as sharp as a peak, and an invisible sword intent burst out from his body. The long sword in his hand trembled and turned into countless sword flowers, flying out of thin air, forming countless phantoms.

The bitter light drew a long rainbow in the void, and then condensed an invisible soul power around the long sword and slashed directly at Hongyue.

This sword gives people an extremely powerful sense of impact, like thunder thunder on a rainy day passing through the sky.

Hongyue's eyes couldn't help but narrowed, revealing a trace of solemnity. She didn't expect to meet a sword cultivator here, and her understanding of sword intent was very strong. You must know that there was never a person with such sword intent in Haoyue Sect.

The five sects of Sun and Moon are not sects that are mainly sword-based, but sword cultivators are very popular on the continent. This martial soul has nothing to do with it, but it has to do with personal preferences. You should know that sword cultivators were very popular ten thousand years ago, and there are even many places that have powerful sword inheritance.

The sword takes a detour and breaks all the methods with one sword. This is the evaluation of the sword. Moreover, all sword cultivators pursue the ultimate way, pursue sublimation in the soul, and integrate human and sword.

However, the momentum shown by Changhua's sword is not something that any expert in the early stage of the great martial arts master can resist.

"Sunny and rainy Jingshan!"

Hongyue is not only strong, but also has no less strength in actual combat. This can be seen from the trial place. She took a deep breath, and the green Qilian around her continued to spread, expanding wildly, and countless raindrops were crazily subsided. In the end, it was like a mountain, carrying the power to break through the sky and suppressing Changhua. If it were an ordinary person, under such a powerful attack, he would not even be able to continue.

However, Changhua's body was slightly sluggish, and the long sword in his hand flipped up. The cold sword energy directly cut the red moon's Qingyu Jingshan into two sections. However, he was not very comfortable himself. He was retreated more than ten meters away and almost landed in the audience.

"So powerful!"

The disciples of the five sects couldn't help but take a breath and commented one after another, and the conversation became lively.

Hongyue is obviously mainly based on defense, while Changhua inherited the inheritance of swordsmanship on the contrary, and what he is best at is attacking and killing. However, the difference between the two is that the latter has obtained the inheritance of swordsmanship, while the former has not received any inheritance. This is the biggest gap between the two. If the former is inherited, the results of this competition will be obvious.

There were many discussions off the court, and the field was in a big battle again. Two figures kept crossing on the court, making sounds, one round after another, the sword force continued, and the drizzle continued to flow.

"Sword Cultivator? It's really hard to deal with. He is worthy of being the most difficult cultivator!"

Wu Yufeng, who was off the field, could not help but narrow his eyes and sighed. With his current strength, Changhua naturally could not cause harm to him. If he wanted to defeat the opponent within three moves, he would have to think about it. Among the sixteen sects of the alliance, there was a sword cultivator who had to retreat three points. This man held a blue sword and looked down on his generation, even if he could be said to be invincible and incomparable, and was known as "drawing the sword and killing the sky!".

It means that as long as he draws his sword, even the sky can cut it off. Although this is just an exaggeration, the opponent's sword drawing style is almost unsolvable. As long as he draws the sword, the light of the arrow will make the contemporaries pale. And the most helpless thing is that the man is a girl, but with this sword, he stepped on all the new boys from the 16 sects of the alliance, and even he was defeated miserably.

The woman's name is Qin Qing, and she is also the first of the four newcomers in this generation. She comes from the Yaoguang Sect, the number one in the 16 sects.

However, although Changhua is quite different from Qin Qing, they are both geniuses of swordsmanship. If he is given enough time, he will definitely shock the mainland.

Although Changhua's attack was extremely sharp and the sword was fatal, even Hongyue could not gain any advantage for a while.

"Junior Brother Yang, how likely do you think Junior Sister Hongyue will win?"

Qian Yu couldn't help but stare at the venue. Since the trial area left, no one had seen each other again. He was only released by his master when he was able to compete at this time, so he didn't know much about what kind of opportunities a few people got.

"If you talk about attack power, then Changhua has a great chance of winning, but everything has uncertainties. Although Junior Sister Hongyue's Qingyu Jue comes from, she is good at defending and has great potential. The sword cultivator relies on the auspicious energy of one go. If she does not take the opponent at the first time, then she will lose all the time. I think Senior Brother Qian, you also understand this principle!"

Yang Shaohua chuckled softly and then said with great certainty.

The elder and Qian Yu on the side couldn't help but nod. It seemed that Yang Shaohua was not the only one with the eyesight here.

"Sunny and storm!"

Hongyue shouted in her heart. The soul power outside her body was not spreading, but was constantly compressing and condensing toward the inner body. Finally, a majestic momentum suddenly burst out, like a sharp weapon that was invincible. It directly shattered Changhua's sword energy and hit Changhua's body. In an instant, he retreated dozens of meters, and his clothes were broken several places, and even his breathing became basic.

"Give up!"

Hongyue glanced at the calm face of the audience, and could not tell whether it was joy or sorrow, as if it was just a common thing and not worth mentioning.

Hong Yue couldn't help but take a deep breath in her heart. Although Lian Zhan and the other two, she knew she still had power, and her eyes swept across the field and finally fell on Mao Qing, Lieyang Sect.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, and their faces changed. If Hongyue won this game, it would be a perfect match to step on the Lieyang Sect and overturn the reputation of Haoyue Sect in previous years.

"Then I'll do it!"

Mao Qing stood up slowly and walked to the court.

"Junior Sister Hongyue, you have already fought two games in a row. Let me come here!"

Qian Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, his figure swayed, and he came to the center of the venue.

Hongyue did not object, nodded slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, like the pink wisp in the lotus pond, strangely dazzling.

Grandma Bingyue nodded slightly. This time Hongyue made him look a lot, and then she couldn't help but look at the irritable elder beside her, which made the latter slightly stunned.

However, at this time, the two inner room disciples had already fought together. The competition and competition between the inner room disciples can be described as majestic, far exceeding the previous few battles, which can be said to be frightening.

Qian Yu held a simple long sword in his hand, with a majestic momentum and instantly fought with Mao Qing. However, Mao Qing is worthy of being the eldest disciple of the Lieyang Sect, and the momentum between the two spread wildly in all directions.

"Tianfeng Slash!"

Qian Yu's long sword in his hand flipped in his hand. Although he was not a sword cultivator, his strength could not be ignored, especially the long sword in his hand, which accompanied his own strength and could be regarded as a person of the same age. His soul power burst out from his body madly and constantly condensed into the sword. In an instant, the simple long sword burst out with invisible light, and the momentum on his body was like a strong wind, heading towards Mao Qing directly.

"Silver Thunder God's Punishment!"

If you can become a great disciple in the inner room, you have some tricks in your hands. Mao Qing's spear kept flipping, forming a powerful aura, forming in the air. Suddenly, waves of violent silver lightning appeared on the silver spear, making a squeaking sound in the air, colliding with Qian Yu's attack.

Boom boom boom......

The two were the most powerful moves. The attacks instantly collided with each other, making a huge roar. The earth kept trembling, forming an invisible energy storm spreading to all directions. Then the two flew backwards. Mao Qing was not feeling well at all. He was forced back to the edge of the competition field by the other party, and his body flashed several places, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

But at this moment, a figure passed through the aftermath of the energy that formed, and he came to him in an instant. The barely made Mao Qing stunned and hurriedly started to fight back.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding...

The next two fights almost inched in the hands of hand, because they just launched the most powerful move, almost two-thirds of their soul power was used.

The battle between the two can be said to have made the people off the field more knowledgeable again, and the battle can still perform like this.

Not long after, the two of them gradually became weak. Qian Yu shook his body, and the sword in his hand swung out of thin air, and with the sound of breaking the wind, he directly slashed Mao Qing's chest.

Seeing this, Mao Qing put the spear across his chest with his backhand, blocking Qian Yu's attack. At this moment, Qian Yu jumped up and put it on Mao Qing's belly. Suddenly, the body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and flew directly out of the competition venue. If it weren't for the elders of Lieyang Sect's timely reaction, Mao Qing fell directly into the waterfall pool.

"Excuse me!"

Qian Yu's chest was floating, and the result was not something he wanted to see. He held the long sword with one hand and half knelt on the ground. Looking at Mao Qing who was rescued, he said a little weakly.

"It's okay, I will ask Brother Qian again in the future!"

Not only was Mao Qing not angry, but he burst into laughter when he thought about it. With the help of his junior brothers, he clasped his fists and said to the field.

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath when they saw this scene. This disguisedly illustrates the signs of the rise of Haoyue Sect. They defeated the two masters of Lieyang Sect in a row, and they were both top two. Even if the three left can defeat Haoyue Sect completely? This is completely unknown.

"Senior Brother Qian, come down and rest, I'll do it!"

At this time, Zhao Long walked onto the stage and took Qian Yu off the stage and said lightly. Qian Yu nodded without objection. The showdown with Mao Qing can be said to be a one-step decision to determine the outcome. If Mao Qing had not been careless in the end, the winner or loss in this battle would still be an unknown number!

"I wonder which friend came up to try it?"

Zhao Long smiled on his face, and the boy who had been smiling all the time and said faintly with his eyes swept around...
Chapter completed!