Fantasy script: The little handyman at the beginning, I am invincible!

second round! The sword intention inheritance in the lotus pod!

"He's really a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect?!" Jiang Tianyou lost his voice. Like a little snake whose tail was stepped on, he instantly jumped up from his seat.

Jiang Tianyou never expected that Xiao Ming and others from the Spirit Sword Sect could rush over in such a short time.

But then, he laughed again.

"Li Changfeng, don't be complacent," Jiang Tianyou said with a smile, "Whether you can enter the second round of competition mainly depends on how many nameplates each disciple collects."

"You disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect came back very quickly, but the number of nameplates collected is definitely not as large as others."

"Shut up!" Li Changfeng turned around and shouted dissatisfied, "My personal disciple Xiao Ming is extraordinary. He must have gained a lot of nameplates. Entering the second round of competition is a sure thing!"

"Hey, you are quite confident," Jiang Tianyou chuckled, "Confidence is a good thing, but I am afraid that your disciples are not that strong. In my opinion, your Spirit Sword Sect is the same as my Mingjian Villa. This martial arts competition I guess it’s still at the bottom.”

Hearing this, Li Changfeng was very angry. He wanted to refute, but he had no good words.

After all, Jiang Tianyou was right. Whether he can advance to the second round depends on how many nameplates Xiao Ming and the others collect.

In case there are disciples from other branches and sects coming...

at this time.

"Dang~"

Another bell rang.

Lu Ziyang, the head of the Qingtian Sword Sect, stood up and said loudly, "The time has expired! I announced that the ones entering the second round of the competition are the Blood Sword Hall and the Spirit Sword Sect. The remaining six branch sects will all be eliminated. !”

After saying this, Lu Ziyang himself felt very strange.

The Spirit Sword Sect just entered the second round of competition?

Why does it feel weird!

And after his voice spread, the arena was in an uproar!

what's the situation? !

How could a weak sect like the Spirit Sword Sect enter the second round of competition?

What do the other six sect disciples do for food? They can't even compare to the Spirit Sword Sect!

this moment.

The heads of several branch sects had angry looks on their faces.

Angry at his own disciples, he hates iron but cannot turn it into steel!

It’s just that he can’t compare to the always powerful Blood Sword Hall. Everyone has nothing to say, but now he can’t even compare to the Spirit Sword Sect. If this were spread, it would make people laugh out loud!

Jiang Tianyou, who had originally made sarcastic remarks, was stunned again.

The Spirit Sword Sect is about to enter the second round of competition...

This... shouldn't be!

"The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect have always been weak. They are only a little better than my Mingjian Villa. I didn't expect that they could achieve such a feat..."

Jiang Tianyou's heart was racing. He looked at the excited Li Changfeng next to him, his face was extremely complicated, and he murmured to himself,

"This time the eight sects compete in martial arts, the Lingjian Sect will become famous..."

Li Changfeng noticed something strange about Jiang Tianyou, turned around and laughed wildly, "How about it, Old Man Jiang, are you still not convinced?"

"I have long said that our Spirit Sword Sect is different from the past, and this martial arts competition will definitely be a blockbuster!"

Say it.

Li Changfeng laughed proudly again.

In contrast, Jiang Tianyou fell silent.

In the past eight sect martial arts competitions, the rankings of Lingjian Sect and Mingjian Villa were always similar, and they were both at the bottom of the rankings. This made Jiang Tianyou feel a sympathy for Li Changfeng's Spirit Sword Sect.

But.

Now the Spirit Sword Sect has soared into the sky, reaching the top two, and can participate in the second round of competition. This result made Jiang Tianyou instantly ecstatic.

Uncomfortable!

My heart seemed to be blocked and I felt unspeakably uncomfortable!

Seeing the arrogant and proud Li Changfeng spitting out his past humiliation, Jiang Tianyou was even more sad than if his own family had been exterminated!

It wasn’t just Jiang Tianyou who was shocked.

The heads of other branch sects, and even the senior officials of the Qingtian Sword Sect, were extremely shocked after seeing Xiao Ming and others break out of the encirclement, with deep doubts showing on their faces.

"The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect can actually surpass other sects and enter the second round of the competition unharmed. This is so surprising!"

"Who says it isn't?"

"My Giant Sword Sect can't compare to the Spirit Sword Sect, I don't accept it!"

"I don't accept it either!"

"I don't know what the other sect disciples do for food. They all move slowly, and as a result, the Spirit Sword Sect takes advantage of the loophole!"

As everyone was talking, they suddenly felt something was wrong.

Time has passed, why haven't you seen disciples from other sects rushing out?

Even if you can't make it to the second round of competition, it's time to show up, right?

After a while, there was still no sect team showing up.

Now, everyone couldn't sit still.

Lu Ziyang, the head of the Qingtian Sword Sect, frowned, then turned to an elder in the Realm Transformation Realm and ordered, "Go to the Monster Forest in person and see what's going on inside."

"Yes, Master!"

After saying that, the elder stood up from the ground and flew into the forest in a moment.

It didn't take long for the elder to fly back with a serious look on his face.

"How is it?" Lu Ziyang asked.

"The situation is very bad!" the elder said solemnly, "I found out that the remaining six sect teams were all killed!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, the heads of the many branch sects present could not sit still, and flew towards the forest in a hurry.

In the arena.

Xiao Ming looked surprised, and subconsciously looked at the young man in blood, and he happened to meet the gaze of the young man in blood.

After the two glanced at each other, they both looked away.

"I only destroyed three sect teams of the Zhenwu Sword Sect, the Giant Sword Sect, and the Annihilation Sword Sect. The remaining three must be the work of the Young Master in Blood Clothes!" Xiao Ming made an instant judgment.

"The guys from the Spirit Sword Sect are extraordinary. They actually killed three sect teams," the blood-clothed young master also thought to himself, "It seems that the Spirit Sword Sect is not as weak as imagined."

While thinking about it.

The heads of those branch sects all flew back, but their faces were ashen and so gloomy that they could drop water!

His ugly face looked like he had eaten shit and had his teeth stuffed.

They all discovered the mutilated body of their disciple, each one looking more miserable than the last.

The disciples who could be sent to participate in the martial arts competition of the eight sects were all the elites among the elite disciples of each sect. Unexpectedly, all of them were killed one by one and the entire army was wiped out!

In this martial arts competition, various sects suffered great losses!

Especially the face of Zhou Tianquan, the leader of the Zhenwu Sword Sect, was extremely ugly!

Because he originally thought that his disciple Shen Bingqing would show off his power and enter the next round strongly, and at the same time give the Spirit Sword Sect a lesson to regain its place.

However, they never expected that Shen Bingqing and the other three people would all be killed. However, Xiao Ming and the other two members of the Lingjian Sect were full of energy and vigor.

This strong contrast made Zhou Tianquan so angry that he almost ran away.

"The cruelty of this eight-sect martial arts competition far exceeded my expectations," Lu Ziyang sighed, and then said loudly,

"Although only two sect disciples survived and returned to the arena safely, the number of nameplates collected is meaningless."

"but!"

"The nameplates collected by Blood Sword Hall and Spirit Sword Sect still need to be taken out and looked at for subsequent assessment."

As he said that, Lu Ziyang's eyes swept over the young master in blood, Xiao Ming and others in turn.

The blood-clothed young man hesitated for a moment, then took out two storage bags and poured out all the nameplates inside.

Lu Ziyang glanced at it and determined the number of nameplates. He nodded slightly and said, "Blood Sword Hall has collected a lot of nameplates, more than nine hundred."

"Where is your Spirit Sword Sect?"

Lu Ziyang looked at Xiao Ming and the others.

Xiao Ming smiled slightly and poured out all the nameplates in the space ring. Lin Feng and Wang Hao also took out the collected nameplates.

Wow!

There was a loud crashing sound, and the nameplates taken out by Xiao Ming and the others were piled into a small iron pile!

With just one glance, it was possible to determine that the number of nameplates collected by Xiao Ming and others was more than three times that of the Blood-clothed Young Master!

Seeing this situation, everyone was shocked.

Even Lu Ziyang's eyes widened.

"There are so many nameplates, probably more than 3,000," Lu Ziyang said in surprise, "I didn't expect that the Spirit Sword Sect would have such strength. It's really impressive!"

At this time.

Zhou Tianquan, who had always been against the Lingjian Sect, stood up and said angrily, "There is no way the Lingjian Sect could have collected so many nameplates in half a day. They must have killed other sect disciples to obtain them. so much!"

"Please head Lu investigate this matter strictly and give our sects justice!"

As soon as these words came out, the heads of all the branch sects all looked at Lu Ziyang.

However, Lu Ziyang remained expressionless and said calmly, "Master Zhou, you said that Lingjian Sect massacred disciples from other sects. Do you have any evidence?"

"This...I have no evidence." Zhou Tianquan said sarcastically.

"If there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense!" Lu Ziyang said dissatisfied, "What's more, I have said before that during the martial arts competition, regardless of the means, only the results are important!"

"If you are not satisfied with your disciple being killed, then you can only blame your Zhenwu Sword Sect for being too weak!"

Say it.

Lu Ziyang looked at Xiao Ming and others in the arena again, and asked with a gentle face, "I would like to ask you, which of your disciples has obtained the Qingling Lotus?"

"Disciple got it."

Xiao Ming took a step forward and stood up.

Then he took out a fist-sized cyan lotus pod from the space ring.

"Okay! That's great!" Lu Ziyang clapped his hands and smiled, "I said before that all disciples who get the Qingling Lotus Powder will be rewarded."

"And the reward is the inheritance inside the Qingling Lotus Pendant!"

After saying that, Lu Ziyang made a series of secrets with his hands, and shot out a stream of spiritual light at the Qingling Lotus in Xiao Ming's hand.

After absorbing many spiritual arts, the Qingling Lotus suddenly shone brightly, and then, a terrifying sword intent suddenly surged out from it!

The sword intent soared to the sky, shaking the vitality of heaven and earth to roar!

At the same time, a huge blue lotus shadow formed in the sky above Xiao Ming's head.

The phantom in the sky actually exudes terrifying power comparable to that of a strong person in the Transformation Realm!