I have a role in the heavens

Xiao Zhenhai was once a master in the rankings. He realized that something was wrong and knew that if he didn't draw his sword again, he really wouldn't have to draw his sword. Arrogance rose in his chest, and with a clear whistle, the inner heaven and earth circulated, strengthening the sword in his heart. The sword energy was strong, and his fighting spirit rose rapidly, and he forced the sword out.

This sword was like a thunderbolt out of thin air. It was so fast that only a white light could be seen flashing by. It was impossible to find where the sword was. The sword had passed by and the sound was gone. In a daze, it felt a bit like this!

Xiao Zhen's overseas nickname is "Aurora Electric Sword" because he is quick to draw swords. He has practiced fast swords hard all his life. He has no very subtle moves and has never learned any special skills in the field. He has established himself in the martial arts and climbed to the top of the list just by relying on the word "kuai". . He once fought with someone, and both sides attacked at the same time. His sword had reached the opponent's throat, and the opponent's long sword had just been raised. The Aurora Electric Sword was evident!

Jiang Zhiwei's long sword was unsheathed. The sword's light was bright and incredibly fast. It was like a bolt of lightning that struck last and came first. The long sword had already stopped in front of Xiao Zhenhai's throat.

Xiao Zhenhai's long sword was still three inches away from Jiang Zhiwei at this time, like a natural chasm that could not be crossed. He sheathed the sword and said in a low voice with a look of defeat on his face.

"you win!"

Jiang Zhiwei smiled slightly, her smile was bright, bright and moving, and her face was radiant. The swordsman was aggressive. Today's breakthrough made Jiang Zhiwei excited and her blood boiled. Unfortunately, the Hero Building only has five floors, so she can't continue to pass the level.

Jiang Zhiwei's figure disappeared into the stairs and stepped onto the fifth floor. Lu Chunyang appeared in front of the gatekeeper again unhurriedly. He turned his head slightly and glanced at Xiao Zhenhai. A sword light emerged from the depths of his eyes. , filled Xiao Zhenhai's mind, his liver and gallbladder trembled, his body trembled, as if he had seen an extremely terrifying sight, and he did not dare to stop this terrifying swordsman.

Lu Chunyang chuckled lightly, looked away, the sword light dissipated and disappeared into the depths of his eyes, and stepped up to the fifth floor.

"What a terrifying master. I wonder which master from the Earth Ranking has arrived!"

Xiao Zhenhai smiled bitterly, his sword heart was shaken, and he reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. Just now, he felt that he was almost killed by the sword light. This vast and unparalleled sword intent was really too terrifying.

Jiang Zhiwei had just stepped onto the fifth floor when she saw a young Taoist priest with high eyebrows and thin lips sitting in the middle of the lobby. He looked very gentle, but there was an air of arrogance inside. There was a sword that was neither long nor short in front of him. The knife and scabbard were dark purple, shining like stars.

Jiang Zhiwei's mind and face melted into the void. In her perception, the aura of this Taoist priest was majestic and upright, like a god above the nine heavens. He was noble and majestic. The true energy in his body was like smoke and mist, flowing abnormally, with a sense of indestructibility and immortality. artistic conception.

The young Taoist priest also saw Jiang Zhiwei at this time, with a smile on his delicate face, and the true energy in his body boiled and vibrated violently, like the Lord of the Stars and the King of Gods, a noble, majestic and otherworldly aura burst out. Spread out, permeating the entire fifth floor.

Jiang Zhiwei's expression became stern, her starry eyes rippled, the aura around her body relaxed, and an extremely sharp edge shot up into the sky. The long sword at her waist made a clear sound, the sound was like gold and iron, passionate and crisp. The Taishang Sword Sutra in Jiang Zhiwei's body was running rapidly, and the supreme aura was rippling, meeting the momentum of the young Taoist priest.

"boom!"

The void shook like thunder. Jiang Zhiwei's expression remained unchanged and she walked firmly towards the young Taoist priest's table and sat on the table.

The young Taoist priest leaned back slightly, and a look of surprise flashed across his face. In the confrontation between Qi and Qi just now, he was slightly inferior. Jiang Zhiwei's cultivation level was higher than him, which frustrated his edge.

""Five Directions Emperor Sword", Qingyu!"

The young Taoist priest Qingyu is a direct descendant of the Xuantian Sect. He has opened the Eight Apertures and has successfully practiced the "Jade Book of the Emperor of Heaven". He has been in the world for about the same age as Jiang Zhiwei. He is already the twelfth on the list and a strong candidate for the top ten in the future.

""Absolute Sword Fairy", Jiang Zhiwei!"

"The Heavenly Emperor's Jade Book is truly a unique masterpiece."

Jiang Zhiwei sat opposite Qingyu with a look of admiration on her face. Qingyu just opened the eight orifices and could compete with her. No wonder Xuantian Sect can become one of the three sects of Taoism.

"The Emperor of Heaven can overwhelm the ancients and make many top powers avoid them. The Emperor of Heaven can dominate the three realms. The magical power he left behind can be regarded as unparalleled."

"Of course, the Seven Swords of Jie Tian came from Dao Zun, and the "Tai Shang Sword Sutra" evolved by me from Zhan Dao is also extraordinary!"

Qingyu's expression was solemn, with a bit of arrogance in his eyebrows. He stared at Jiang Zhiwei opposite him with a penetrating gaze. His hand unconsciously touched the handle of the knife, ready to move.

"Ding-deng-deng!"

There was a clear sound of footsteps, and Lu Chunyang walked up slowly. Looking at the two young men facing each other, refusing to give in to each other, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself and said loudly.

"You young people are still energetic and want to compete with each other when we meet!"

Lu Chunyang walked to the table, sat between the two of them, and looked at the little Taoist Qingyu with a half-smile.

"Chun Yang Sword God, Lu Chunyang!"

"presumptuous!"

Lu Chunyang had no reaction, but Jiang Zhiwei was angry. Qingyu dared to call Lu Chunyang by his name. It was so rude!

Lu Chunyang waved his hand, comforted the angry nephew, and said pretending not to care.

"Names are meant to be called, so why be angry!"

Although Lu Chunyang said this, he was a little angry at the rudeness of this little Taoist priest. No matter how you say it, he is a senior. Qingyu, as a junior, should maintain due respect.

Jiang Zhi pouted slightly, but still glared at the young Taoist Qingyu with some dissatisfaction. There was a bit of threat in his eyes, as if he was warning the young Taoist to be more respectful.

Qingyu glanced at Jiang Zhiwei, and his arrogance somewhat subdued, not only because Jiang Zhiwei's cultivation level was not weaker than his, but also because Lu Chunyang was a location master, and he was not someone who could afford to offend a martial artist in his enlightenment stage.

Xuantian Sect belongs to the Taoist lineage of the Emperor of Heaven, and has obtained the Time Sword and the Jade Book of the Emperor of Heaven. Most of the Taoist priests of Xuantian Sect are arrogant and have the worst popularity among the three major Taoist sects, and they have offended many people.

""Since we parted ways in Shaolin, I haven't seen Taoist Shouzhuo for nearly two years. I wonder if he is okay now? "

Lu Chunyang sat lazily at the table, without any mastery, and asked with a smile.

"Uncle Shouzhuo is naturally fine!"

The little Taoist priest Qingyu had a look of respect on his face, and he was obviously in awe of the hot-tempered Taoist Shouzhuo.

Lu Chunyang nodded and glanced at the teapot on the table. Jiang Zhiwei poured Lu Chunyang a cup of tea with great discernment. It was ruddy in color and full of aroma. It was obvious that the things provided by Hero Building were the best.

Lu Chunyang lowered his head and took a sip, his lips and teeth were fragrant, he glanced at the little Taoist Qingyu and said.

"The little Taoist has a good cultivation level. I wonder where you rank among the young disciples of Xuantian Sect?!"

"My cultivation in the minor ways is shallow, and I am nothing among the Xuantian Sect disciples!"

Although Qingyu spoke modestly, there was a look of satisfaction on his face. It was obvious that he was a leader among the younger generation of disciples.

"The Xuantian Sect has many talents, and there are heroes all over the place, which are enviable, unlike my Xijian Pavilion, where the talents are withering and there are no successors!"

Lu Chunyang shook his head with a sigh, glanced at Jiang Zhiwei who was unconvinced, and continued.

"For example, my nephew is very incompetent! Although he is not well-known in the world, he is already the leader of the younger generation of Xijiang Pavilion. It really makes people worry about the future development of Xijiang Pavilion!"

Jiang Zhi glanced at Lu Chunyang angrily. She had now reached the realm of harmony between heaven and man. She was enough to rank in the top five on the human list. It was just because she rarely made any moves that she was not on the list. How did she get there? The uncle's mouth became useless.

Lu Chunyang's eyes signaled Jiang Zhi to be calm, and he said with a hint of pleading.

"It just so happens that we met a high disciple of the Xuantian Sect today. Why don't we two compete with each other so that my incompetent nephew of mine can gain some knowledge!"

Lu Chunyang was very dissatisfied with the arrogance of the Taoist priest Xuantian Sect, but because of his elder status, he could not argue with the young Taoist priest Qingyu. However, Jiang Zhiwei was different. She was similar in age to Qingyu, and they were peers, so she could teach this young Taoist a lesson. Taoist priest, let him understand that there is nothing great about Xuantian Sect.

Qingyu was moved, but thinking that he had just been beaten by Jiang Zhiwei, he was not sure of victory, so he hesitated, worried that losing to Jiang Zhiwei would damage his reputation.

Lu Chunyang had sharp eyes and was very aware of Qing Yu's concerns, so he pretended to say casually.

"Back in the Shaolin Temple, my nephew also fought against Qing Jing, a disciple of your sect, and luckily won with a sword!"

"It's just a pity that the little Taoist priest Qingjing was unlucky and died in Shaolin Temple inexplicably. It's a pity!"

As soon as these words came out, Qingyu's expression moved slightly, his hand unconsciously grasped the handle of the knife, his body gradually relaxed, he stood up and walked to the empty space, clasped his fists and said to Jiang Zhiwei.

"Xuantian Sect disciple, Qingyu, please give me some advice!"

Jiang Zhiwei showed a bright smile in an instant, and the sword intent came out of her body with a rainbow of momentum. She jumped to the opposite side of Qingyu and said in a deep voice.

"Disciple of Xijiang Pavilion, Jiang Zhiwei, please give me your advice!"

The long sword was unsheathed and the sword was clanging. Jiang Zhiwei was the first to take action. With one step of her foot, she shot straight at Qing Yu. The sword light was cold and the sword energy was sharp. It was a killing move when she struck out, piercing Qing Yu's eyebrows without mercy.

Qingyu's scabbard shot out, the sword's light was dazzling, a sword intention like water spread out, and the body was like a ghost, flashing in front of Jiang Zhiwei, the sword was like a cold moon, the silver light was cold, and it went straight to Jiang Zhiwei's neck, destroying the flower with a ruthless hand. Show the fierce side of the swordsman.

The storm of swords was fierce and the sword energy roared. The two men changed their moves one after another, and the weapons clashed. The sound of the clang was clear and sweet, like the sound of gold and jade.

The two passed by each other, opened a distance of ten feet, and turned to face each other again. Their faces showed excited fighting spirit, and they shouted loudly at the same time and rushed towards each other.

The Qingyu sword is like years, and the light of the sword is like water. The sound of gurgling water can be faintly heard in the void. It is quiet and sweet. This is the Years Saber, the most famous sword technique of Xuantian Sect. When practiced to the extreme, it can cut through time and stand in the sky. invincible position.

A solemn look appeared on Jiang Zhiwei's face. Faced with Xuantian Sect's most exquisite sword skills, he did not dare to be careless. The long sword in his hand slowly struck out, and the waves hit the rocks. It was as if the river was overturned and the sea was pouring down. It was magnificent and powerful. Terrifying, this is the "Striking the Canghai" in the Taishang Sword Classic. It is an outdoor scene-level swordsmanship. It is majestic, vast and invincible.

"boom!"

The swords clashed again, making a deep and powerful sound, like an earth dragon turning over. The tables and chairs on the entire fifth floor were knocked down, making a noisy sound and making a mess.

Lu Chunyang sat at the table, sipping tea comfortably, watching the battle between the two, nodding from time to time. The two were indeed the best among the young disciples. They had a solid foundation, superb cultivation, and a good understanding of moves. They had already entered the hall.

"Time flies like a shuttle, time is like a knife!"

A clear wave, rippling, is the light of Qingyu's sword. It is clear and quiet, making people intoxicated. A kind of artistic conception of time is like water and time is like song fills the entire Hero Building, making countless people look up. Looking towards the top.

Everyone understood that the best descendants of the two martial arts sects were fighting against each other, and a battle between dragons and tigers was taking place. Unfortunately, they were not cultivated enough and could not go up to the fifth floor of the Hero Building. They could not watch the competition and could only sit quietly below. Waiting for the winner to be announced.

"Use people to fight with swords, use swords to fight enemies, the way of vertical and horizontal, the balance of yin and yang!"

Black and white colors appeared on Jiang Zhiwei's body, and sword lights crisscrossed the void, forming a black and white chessboard. The two qi of yin and yang rose up, turned into chess pieces, and kept falling. The two were like chess players, moving step by step, planning carefully. There is no regret in making a move, and the fight will last endlessly.

"Zhiwei's sword is somewhat interesting. It combines Yin and Yang into the art of Yi Sword. It is unpredictable and mysterious!"

"However, the little Taoist Qingyu's cultivation is not bad. He has understood the time like a knife to this extent. No wonder he can be on the list of people and become the leader of the younger generation!"

The water of time dissipated, and the black and white chess game ended. The two were evenly matched again, looking at each other with burning eyes, and the sword intent on their bodies was even more fierce.

"The sword comes out without me!"

A bright sword light lit up. The sword light was gorgeous and poignant, like the aurora in the north. It quickly occupied Qingyu's field of vision, making it impossible for him to see anything else.

Everyone suddenly felt something in their hearts, as if there was a subtle change between heaven and earth. They looked up one after another, and just saw a sword light that was like a giant from the sky, making them ignore the sword light of all other things!

"That's one of the nine killing moves in the Taishang Sword Sutra!"

"Jiang Zhiwei actually understood this sword technique. It's amazing. Twenty years later, I'm afraid there will be another divine sword from heaven, number one on the earth's list!"

Sounds of exclamation came from downstairs, and everyone had a look of shock on their faces, looking forward to the final victory.

"The sun and moon are in the sky!"

The scorching sun and the shadow of the cold moon appeared at the same time. Qingyu's face was pale and his eyes were particularly commanding. He slashed out his strongest sword and displayed his trump card. This was a killing move recorded in the Jade Book of the Emperor of Heaven. , the sun and the moon rise together, all the stars are hidden, it is extremely domineering, and it suppresses the heaven and the earth.

"Ding!"

The swords clashed again, shaking endlessly. The sword light flashed across the sun and moon, and the sun and moon were extinguished. The entire fifth floor seemed to be plunged into darkness, and nothing could be seen.

Qingyu lost his sight, secretly said something bad, and fell back. His cultivation level was weaker than Jiang Zhi's, and his sword skills were broken, and he was suddenly in a desperate situation.

"It's too late!"

Qingyu shouted coldly and displayed Xuantian Sect's most exquisite movement technique. Time seemed to speed up, and his figure appeared ten feet away in an instant, as if he was flashing.

Jiang Zhiwei's expression was solemn, her eyes shone with light, her sword intention became more and more pure, and her sword heart entered a mysterious state. She was too supreme to forget her feelings, detached from the world of mortals, and looked down at the world. A figure appeared in her mind, surrounded by a clear light. He gently raised his arm and slowly waved a red mahogany sword that was as warm as jade.

The space is frozen, the senses are stagnant, and everything is in a state of stillness. A sword light is extremely bright and chilly. The sword light cuts off space and time, freezes Qing Yu's thoughts, and cuts off a ray of light in Qing Yu's body. The black hair stopped in front of the eyebrows.

"Twenty-three Heaven-Destroying Earth-Destroying Swords!"

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Qingyu saw light again in his eyes. He remained motionless and stared at the tip of the sword in front of him. He seemed to be able to feel its coldness. A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead and his black hair fell.

Qingyu's face was gloomy and uncertain, his pupils were constricted, and he had a variety of mixed feelings in his heart, which were extremely complicated. After a long time, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. Although he was unwilling to do so, he could not deny the fact and sighed dejectedly.

"I lost, you won!"

Qingyu seemed to be unable to save face and felt a bit embarrassed to lose to Jiang Zhiwei, so he made a quibble.

"My sun and moon are in the sky and I am not defeated by your sword. It's just that your cultivation level is better than mine, so you can break through the light of my sword and win with one move!"

"Whatever you say, I won anyway!"

Jiang Zhiwei sheathed her sword and responded angrily. With a bit of pride on her face, she walked quickly in front of Lu Chunyang and raised her little head, as if to prove to Lu Chunyang that she was not that ineffective person!

"Well done!"

Lu Chunyang looked at his nephew who was waiting for praise, nodded, and said generously.

Just a simple sentence made Jiang Zhiwei raise her head higher, and the brightest smile bloomed on her pretty face, like a hundred flowers in full bloom, so bright that she smiled so much that her eyebrows were bent, and her heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment. .

Qingyu stared at the two of them with blank eyes, sheathed the sword, and walked downstairs in despair, with a hint of desolation and sadness in his figure.

|"Coming down! Coming down!"

"It's the Five Directions Emperor Sword, from Xuantian Sect Qingyu!"

"I wonder who will win in this competition?"

"This descendant of the Xuantian Sect has a gloomy face and a dejected look. He may have lost to the Absolute Sword Fairy from Xijian Pavilion!"

"Qing Yu is defeated. Jiang Zhiwei is probably going to be in the top ten of the list now. One battle will shock the world and become famous all over the world!"

"As expected of Su Wuming's only disciple, he is extremely talented and amazing!"

Everyone was talking about it, and everyone's eyes and attention were focused on the winner, no longer paying attention to the loser. He could only withdraw dimly and disappear into the crowd.

The capital of Ye is the prefecture city of Huanzhou, the county seat of Zhou County, and the first city in the southwest. It has a strong martial arts style and numerous martial arts schools. Children of ordinary people can learn martial arts with only a small amount of money, and each of these martial arts schools has its own sects and famous families. Background: If you perform well in the martial arts gym and have a solid foundation, you will likely be recommended to the sect for further study in the future or as a guard for your family, which is one of the ways for civilian children to get ahead.

"The new list of people is out!"

A commoner girl, twelve or thirteen years old, with bright and clear eyes, looked at the martial arts master who was speaking with a look of expectation. There were more than a dozen children of the same size beside her, all with the same expression.

The owner of the martial arts gym, a kind silver-haired old man, smiled gently, looked at the impatient expressions of the children, and said slowly.

"The ranking on the human list has changed. The Absolute Sword Fairy Jiang Zhiwei defeated the Five-Fang Emperor Sword who was ranked twelfth on the human list!"

"She was actually ranked seventh on the list of people, with all nine orifices open, and her cultivation level is infinitely close to that of the outdoor scene!"

The little girl had a look of admiration on her face, clenched her fists, waved them, and set a goal for herself.

"I also want to become a powerful heroine like Fairy Sword!"