The Sword Platform of the Sword is a wilderness, surrounded by gravel and dead wood, and it is endless. Occasionally, a cool breeze blows, rolling up dust and adding a little bleakness.

Zhou Cheng's spiritual sense sensed this secret realm of space and found that it was still very different from the cave heaven. At least to the degree of stability, it was not as strong as the cave heaven world opened by the Heavenly Lord, and even weaker than the secret realm of Chengtian Palace.

Seven or eight feet ahead of Zhou Cheng, Qian Hua, wearing a white uniform, stood. He held a bright silver sword in his hand and asked in a deep voice: "Zhou Qingyuan, are you Miss Ye's friend?"

Zhou Cheng calmed down and smiled and said, "It's indeed a friend, a good friend."

Qian Hua's face darkened, and the sword in his hand shook, and he said, "Then I want to see, what qualifications do you have to be Miss Ye's friend!"

After saying that, the sword in his hand suddenly decomposed, and the temperature around him became cold. Then the cold wind blew, and ice crystals scattered from the air to the ground. Then, frost and white colors covered the ground, which turned out to be frost and snow.

With Zhou Cheng and Qian Huawei as the center, the climate within dozens of feet of the surrounding area instantly turned into a cold winter!

"The third-level artifact 'Dongxue Ningfrost Sword' is the most powerful one among the third-level sword weapons of the Tianshan Sect. The ordinary weapon refiners in the Qi Purpose Stage cannot resist the attack of the cold air at all." Zhou Cheng said with a smile, completely looking calm and gentle, as if he was not worried about the attack of this third-level artifact.

Qian Hua showed a gloomy face and sneered: "Since you know, then give up. Also, you are not qualified to be a Ye..."

Bang!

As Zhou Cheng's sleeve suddenly waved, a dull sound spread across the three high platforms. Qian Hua's voice stopped abruptly, as if he was hit by an invisible galloping horse, and flew backwards and finally fell heavily to the ground. He was hesitant and speechless.

In a blink of an eye, Zhou Cheng was already standing next to Qian Hua, his raised palm fell down, put away the sleeve of the Taoist robe, and said, "You can give up."

"Woooooo! Ah!" Qian Hua's face was full of incredible expressions. He gritted his teeth and wanted to scold, but the sleeve just now contained a huge impact. It had broken his five-in-one inside and could not speak at all.

The frost and snow in the sky had dissipated and condensed into the "Winter Snow Frost Sword" again, but no matter how Qian Hua used his magic power or exerted his strength, he could not get up, as if there were infinite mountains that pressed him down.

when!

The bell that represents the end of the battle rang out, and a line of green words appeared in the sky: "Chunyang Zong Qingyuansheng."

Unlike previous discussions, the inner disciples in the high platform seemed to have become sculptures. They were motionless and looked at the scene in the silver light curtain with dumbfounded eyes.

After a brief silence, the extremely lively scene finally returned to the scene, and everyone discussed with each other enthusiastically.

The topic they were talking about was naturally the battle between Zhou Cheng and Qian Hua just now. This was the shortest time-consuming battle from the Sword Grading Conference to the present, and it was also the simplest and fastest!

No matter how powerful your artifact is, you can do it with a wave of your sleeves!

"What happened just now? Qian Hua was using a physical artifact. And it was a very powerful type, so why did he lose so easily?"

"Hey, that's because he is not strong enough. After all, Zhou Qingyuan is a peerless genius who has been on the Yinghua list in the Lipo period. How can he compare to a guy like Qian Hua who relies on his father to practice."

Most of the inner disciples are onlookers who do not understand the truth. It is difficult for them to see clearly the reason why Zhou Cheng won. Many of them are random speculation or pursuit.

The god of Lijian Villa seemed to have noticed this, so he sent a true disciple over there.

This disciple's surname is Zhang, and he cleared his throat and immediately a group of inner disciples surrounded him and looked forward to him waiting for the explanation.

"In fact, the reason why Zhou Qingyuan won was very simple, because his magic power was far greater than that of the same level of weapon refiners."

Seeing that everyone was puzzled, he continued to explain: "The "Taixu Wuji Dao" of Chunyang Sect can allow weapon refiners to have much more magic power than their same level. Therefore, although Zhou Qingyuan's cultivation level is only just a momentary courage, his magic power has already exceeded this level.

With the powerful mana advantage, Zhou Qingyuan didn't need to pay attention to Qian Hua's artifact at all. He simply and roughly crushed it with his own mana, and did not give the other party a chance to react. Therefore, even if Qian Hua had a powerful artifact, it could not play a role.

Zhou Chengqingyuan's fight is a full use of his own advantages and is very worthy of learning."

When the inner disciples heard this, they suddenly felt enlightened and seemed to have some enlightenment. They couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that Zhou Qingyuan was indeed extraordinary. Such a method was definitely not something that ordinary weapon refiners could do.

If Zhou Cheng is here, he will definitely say, "You are really thinking too much. I just don't want to waste time. In addition, I just don't feel happy about him, so I just teach you a lesson. I don't think so much..."

...

After the battle ended, Zhou Chengzi returned to his own independent space, but when he left, he found that Qian Hua's eyes looked at him were a little gloomy. He probably would have some trouble in the future and needed some place.

However, Zhou Cheng didn't quite believe that Qian Hua could cause any storms. Even if he was the head of the Tianshan Sect, unless the "Han Chi God Lord" went crazy, it would be impossible to use the power of the sect to help him.

Buzz!

The familiar tremor sounded again, but when Zhou Cheng saw the green light in the sky, his expression was a little strange.

A pair of Prajna Temple in Taixu Gate Qin Road...

"The little monk is going to have trouble." Zhou Cheng shook his head and sighed. With Qin Daoyi's strength, Chengzhi could not compete with him at all.

Zhou Cheng originally thought Chengzhi would still have had a fight with Qin Daoyi, but he didn't expect that the young monk would admit defeat and didn't even enter the Mingjing Sword Platform.

However, Zhou Cheng did not see him clearly because of this. Instead, he looked at him with a high profile. He was clear and he did not show off his strength, and he did not fight for his will. This was a good character.

So another round of green light flowed, and Zhan Hui of Tianyue's temple faced Su Ling of Hengjin.

The Su family of Hengjin, this is the family of Su Yin, the "Hanyue Heavenly Lord"... Zhou Cheng looked at the silver light curtain, wondering how the little nun Zhanhui would deal with it.

In terms of cultivation, talent and wisdom are the best today. When it comes to cultivation, it is the most talented person at the age of twelve, and when it is less than fourteen, it is already a little bit of courage. I don’t know how strong he is.

...

At this time, two young men in Taoist robes suddenly appeared out of thin air at the foot of Juefeng Mountain.

The two of them looked at Cuifeng Mountain with a serious expression, as if they were looking at the dragon's and tiger's den, and even their breathing was adjusted to be extremely smooth.

"Junior brother, we are careful in everything. Once something goes wrong, we will immediately start the return of the Wanjie Talisman. This is a sect with powerful celestial immortals. If it is discovered, we will die without life!"
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