"boom--"

Although it was only a battle between outer disciples, the defenders and attackers at the first level were both extremely powerful.

As soon as the two parties came into contact, the battle became fierce. Taoism, swordsmanship, spells, and roaring sounds broke out on the eighteen arenas.

"Shangxuan Peak?" The one who flew up to the Shangxuan Peak Arena was Hu Yu, a disciple of Piaoyun Peak. He had already reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining and was a sure shot at entering the inner sect.

Originally, he would not be the first to challenge Shangxuan Peak. It should be said that no one is willing to be the first to challenge Shangxuan Peak.

But someone gave him three thousand spiritual crystals, which made him change his mind.

Three thousand spiritual crystals is not a small number to him. If it’s not just a fight, then let’s do it!

With the long sword in his hand unsheathed, Hu Yuren was in the air, and the sword light gathered into a light blade that was ten feet long. Being able to turn the sword light into a light blade that was ten feet long, this swordsmanship is already quite strong. In the entire outer sect of Taixuan Sect, someone who can

Not many people can use this skill.

Let's see how many swords you can catch! Hu Yu felt slightly embarrassed and raised his eyes to look at the cold figure in the ring. This female disciple's appearance is not bad, but she is a bit colder.

The sword light was handed out, and Hu Yu pressed the sword edge down three inches. Wouldn't it be a pity if he scratched his face?

There was no sound, Hu Yu felt his eyes blurred, and his body fell lightly outside the ring.

Looking up, a big "one" appeared on the light pillar of Shangxuan Peak.

From the time the ring battle was announced, it had only been three to five breaths, but Shangxuanfeng had already won the first battle?

The disciples in the audience were in an uproar, and the peak masters and true disciples on the high platform stood up one after another.

The disciples couldn't see clearly, but they could see it clearly. It seemed that the female disciple deliberately let them see it. She drew her sword, raised her hand, and stabbed out in one go. The sword edge cut off Hu Yu's sword light, and then pushed it away.

go out.

This technique of stabbing a sword with one hand has not been practiced for thousands of times, so there is no way to even think about it.

"With this sword, we can expect the true legacy!" On the high platform, a peak master who was also practicing swordsman looked at the arena below with eager eyes.

"Senior Brother Zhang Zhong, are you willing to lend such a talent to Xiao Qianling?" A peak master looked at Zhang Zhong, the master of Xiao Qianling.

Zhang Zhong looked confused. Is this still a disciple of his own? With that sword just now, not even the inner sect could use it, right?

"This swordsmanship..." Zhang Zhong wanted to say that this swordsmanship has nothing to do with Xiaoqianling, but he didn't believe it when he said it. It had only been a month since Su Ke and the others went to Xuanfeng. How could such a swordsmanship, which has been tempered for thousands of times, be used for just one month?

It can be practiced.

"Senior Brother Zhang, how about giving up this disciple to me, Chonghua Peak?" The peak master who practiced swordsman before turned to look at Zhang Zhong, "Ten inner disciples."

Ten inner disciples are replaced by one outer disciple? Even though Lin Yingqiu's sword just now was extremely sharp, it was against an outer disciple. If it were an inner disciple, it would not be so easy at all.

Using ten inner sect disciples who have already achieved success in practice to replace an outer sect disciple who should have potential shows that the peak master of Chonghua Peak really values ​​Lin Yingqiu.

"Haha..." Zhang Zhong smiled lightly and did not answer. Su Ke and the other seven were now under the name of Shangxuanfeng, so it was meaningless to talk about it at this time.

As if he thought of something, the peak master of Chonghua Peak looked at Qin Shuang. Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed. Qin Shuang's face showed no surprise.

Lin Yingqiu knocked off the disciple who challenged Shangxuan Peak with a sword, and expected to welcome the second disciple to challenge him soon. Who knows, after waiting and waiting, she had fought several times in other arenas, but there was no one in her arena.

How is this good?

Looking back at the big "one" on the light beam, Lin Yingqiu couldn't laugh or cry.

None of the disciples are fools. The people who go up to Xuan Peak to guard the ring are super strong. Who is willing to touch an egg against a stone?

You must know that the disciples only have three chances to challenge, and if they lose three times, they can only fight again next time. No one wants to ruin this opportunity on an uncertain arena.

Seeing that other arenas had achieved double-digit results, Lin Yingqiu stamped her feet and threw away the long sword in her hand.

What does this mean?

Going up to the Xuanfeng Arena has always been the focus of everyone's attention. Now seeing Lin Yingqiu throwing away the long sword, everyone was stunned, and then countless outer disciples only felt their faces burning red.

This is a slap in the face!

You are afraid of my swordsmanship, right? Well, if I don’t use a sword, you won’t dare to come, right?

Several soft hums sounded from the high platform above the head, and those who were familiar with it would naturally know whose peak master it was.

There are hundreds of thousands of disciples at the top, but no one comes to the ring to challenge. This is a shame.

Hearing the cold snort above them, the disciples at the top of several large peaks looked at each other, and some of them flew up.

"Chen Zhitong of Taixuan Peak comes to challenge!" Before the voice fell, people were already on the ring.

Finally someone is here!

Lin Yingqiu was overjoyed, moved her hands and feet, and punched him.

So enthusiastic? Chen Zhitong was also at the peak of Qi refining, and was very good at fists and kicks. He punched Lin Yingqiu in the face, chuckled, and punched Lin Yingqiu with his right hand.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. Let's see if you can hide. Chen Zhitong stared at Lin Yingqiu's fist. His own arm came first and was about to hit Lin Yingqiu's cheek.

Just wait for you to return to defense. As soon as you show cowardice, you will lose! Chen Zhitong secretly gathered spiritual power in his left hand, just waiting for Lin Yingqiu to retreat, connect his fists, and the attack will continue like a storm.

His first move was so dangerous, and the battle on the Shangxuan Peak arena instantly attracted everyone's attention.

On the high platform, the senior officials of the Eighteen Peaks turned their attention to the Xuanfeng Arena, wanting to see how the next battle would develop.

As his fist moved forward, Chen Zhitong's eyes shrank. This little girl didn't even flinch. Could it be that she wanted to exchange injury for injury?

At this time, he knew that he had made some mistakes, but it was already too late.

"Bang!"

Chen Zhitong's fist hit Lin Yingqiu's cheek.

"Bang!"

Lin Yingqiu's fist hit the bridge of Chen Zhitong's nose.

Lin Yingqiu didn't even blink when she was hit on the cheek by a fist, but Chen Zhitong was hit behind the bridge of his nose by a fist, causing blood to flow and his eyes to become misty.

"call--"

Lin Yingqiu didn't hesitate and punched again.

How could this happen? Chen Zhitong was completely stunned. He quickly raised his hand to block it, but it was too late.

Taking a slow step and a slow step, Lin Yingqiu punched down, and the fist behind followed him unceremoniously. The double fists connected in a row, and the attack was like a heavy rain.

Chen Zhitong quickly retreated, covering his head and face with both arms, and was hit so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Bang——"

"Bang——"

"Bang——"

…

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to hit the hearts of onlookers.

This is really tough...

"Crack!"

After retreating more than ten feet, Chen Zhitong could no longer guard against Lin Yingqiu's fist and was punched in the chest. A mouthful of blood spurted out and his body flew out.

On the light pillar of Shangxuan Peak, a big "two" appeared.
Chapter completed!