Spirit Sword Sovereign

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415 You Are Not Qualified To Let Me Sword

"Luo Yun's cultivation practice is so fast!"

Everyone was taken aback by Chu Xingyun's repair.

They all know that ten days ago, Chu Xingyun successfully relied on sword pressure and successfully advanced into the Eighth Level of the Earth Spirit.

But now, Chu Xingyun's cultivation practice has reached the territories of the Ninth Level of the Earth Spirit. Moreover, his breath is very thick and has no air of vain. Obviously, he has not swallowed any panacea.

There are countless geniuses in the Wanjian Pavilion, and their cultivation speed is also extremely scary, but compared to Chu Xingyun, it seems a bit bleak, the gap is very large.

"Since Luo Yun is already in the Ninth Realm of the Earth Spirit, if he can win the top spot, wouldn't he be able to break through again in a short time and advance into the Heavenly Spirit Realm?" A voice suddenly sounded among the crowd.

After the words fell, the people were stunned for a while, and then they all smiled.

The leader of the ascendant sword will get a copy of the spirit material of Jiu Xuan Poyang Pill. After refining it into a pill, he can easily enter the spirit realm, but it is too difficult to win the position of leader.

Obviously, everyone didn't think that Chu Xingyun could defeat Qi Yuzhen and become the leader of this time.

There is still a huge gap between the terrestrial spirit ninefold realm and the heaven spirit threefold realm!

"No wonder you haven't come out late, it turned out to be breaking the level." Lei Yuanguang stepped over and looked at Chu Xingyun at first glance. It was also amazing, and he broke the double in ten days. This kind of cultivation talent is amazing.

"Cultivation for a successful promotion is a good sign, but it can't be forced." Tang Yunhuan also came over, his voice concerned, with a gentle meaning.

"Relax, I have a lot in mind." Chu Xingyun knew that they were also kind-hearted, and gave them a reassuring look after a light laugh.

"Even if it breaks into the Nine Heavens of the Earth Spirit, what happens, the loser is the loser after all!" At this time, a particularly harsh voice came from behind.

Chu Xingyun didn't have to look back, he guessed that the person who spoke was Qi Yuzhen.

He turned around and raised his eyebrows slightly, sneering: "Why? Want to get ridiculed again?"

Oops!

In just one word, it seemed that he possessed some power, so that the expression on Qi Yuzhen's face stiffened, and his body shivered slightly, unable to say a word.

"Let's wait and see!" After throwing off a cold word, he turned and left directly, daring not to stay any longer.

After the last incident, Qi Yuzhen knew in his heart that Chu Xingyun's language front, like his talents, was extremely tyrannical, and ordinary people simply could not get a bargain.

Seeing Qi Yuzhen leave in a huff, Lei Yuanguang gave a thumbs-up to Chu Xingyun. Chu Xingyun didn't feel proud, but just gave a smile and didn't care about it.

Not long afterwards, all the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion standing in the high platform were all registered.

There are about ten thousand people registering in the eight martial arts arenas. Each martial arts arena has more than a thousand people, but the number of applicants among them is somewhat different.

As for the martial arts arena where the true disciples are located, the number of applicants is naturally smaller, and the remaining three, with a large number of people, all come with the purpose of becoming famous in one battle.

At this time, eight elders in blood robe walked out, their bodies hung in the air, and they came to the center of the martial arts ring respectively, turned their palms, and took out the registration book.

These eight people are the referees of this time's Ascension Swords Club, and they belong to the vein of law enforcement.

"Let's go." Fan Wujie took the first place, and spit out a word.

Almost at the same instant, the vast land around Mount Tianfeng, everyone's eyes were looking at the eight martial arts platforms. The annual Mount Tianjian meeting finally began.

"The first martial arts ring, Qi Yuzhen, against Zhong Yan!"

"The second martial arts ring, Qin Xiu, against Hu Yi!"

"The third martial arts ring, Yan Sanqing, against Lin Aoyun!"

The eight referees took a step forward at the same time, their voices were neat, and they began to read the battle list of the first battle. The person who shouted the name immediately swept to the ring without any delay.

Everyone's eyes moved slowly, and they all looked at the eighth martial arts ring. Chu Xingyun chose this ring.

They all know that Chu Xingyun has condensed a nine-level sword intention, and his talent is very tyrannical, but few people know his strength.

Although at the peak of the outer gate, Chu Xingyun once fought hard, and Qi Yue and Mo Chengyun were seriously injured, but in the eyes of everyone, this battle does not reflect the strength of Chu Xingyun.

Qi Yue and Mo Chengyun are far inferior to Chu Xingyun. Even if Chu Xingyun slammed hard, they would not dare to fight back.

The martial arts are different.

Once on the ring, it is the opponent.

Here, there is no status, only strength.

"The eighth martial arts ring, Luo Yun, against Qi Qing!"

As the last voice fell, the crowd's gaze suddenly froze, gazing at the elder of the blood robe in the eighth martial arts ring, with a bit of a different color.

"What's wrong?" Chu Xingyun felt everyone's gaze, a little puzzled.

"That Qi Qing is a genius at the inner door, cultivated to have reached the half-step heaven spirit state, but the most important thing is that he ... is the son of Qi Yue." Xia Qingcheng explained in a low voice.

After hearing this, Chu Xingyun nodded slightly.

At the peak of the outer gate, he beat Qi Yue seriously, and nearly killed him on the spot. If Qi Yang Shen and Chang Chixiao arrived in time, Qi Yue had already killed on the spot.

Qi Qing is the son of Qi Yue. If he meets Chu Xingyun, he will certainly not be willing to give up.

"The first battle was for the first half of the heavenly spirits, but it saved a lot of trouble." Chu Xingyun walked toward the eighth martial arts ring with a smile. After a while, he stood on the ring.

At the same time, Qi Qing also took to the ring and stood in front of Chu Xingyun.

Qi Qing's figure was very strong, with a gray long sword tied around his waist. As soon as he stepped onto the stage, he stared at Chu Xingyun, his skin beating from time to time, his whole body exuding coldness.

At this moment, eight martial arts platforms and sixteen people stood up at the same time, representing the official start of the Dengtianjian society.

Everyone's eyes were staring at the Eighth Martial Ring, and they all eagerly wanted to know what level of Chu Xingyun's strength reached, and what kind of fierce battle would erupt between him and Qi Qing.

"You once said that Luo Yun's strength is comparable to that of Tianling. Now he has risen two levels in a row. He should be close to Tianling's double and defeat Qi Qing. It's not difficult to win Qi Qing." Yun Changqing said looking at Xia Qingcheng.

Xia Qingcheng nodded, and then his voice condensed, saying: "However, since the sword wash pool, I have never seen Luo Yun shot, and his black sword has never appeared again."

"Ephemer?"

Yun Changqing's eyes narrowed and he recalled: "That great sword seems to be the strange sword that is often famous. I remember he was still hanging on his back in the secret realm. Did he change his sword?"

Hearing these words, Lei Yuanguang froze a few people.

Every sword of Jianxiu needs to be nurtured for countless hours. Only in this way can one achieve the unity of the sword and suddenly change the sword. Such a situation is rare.

More importantly, during the time when Chu Xingyun entered Wanjian Pavilion, they had never seen the black hole epee, and at the same time, they did not see Chu Xingyun using other swords.

At this moment, every martial arts ring sounded the sound of battle, roaring and shaking, making the atmosphere warm.

At this time, on the eighth martial arts ring, Qi Qing's body exploded, a long sword emerged from the sheath, and the cold sword gas roared wildly, condensing a ghost of the snow wolf.

"Luo Yun, you hurt my father and almost let him die. Today, even if I want to lose, I will make you pay a terrible price!"

Qi Qing's entire body was enveloped by Bingguang, and his voice was freezing cold.

The humming humming sound came out, Qi Qing's breath has been climbing, and it has become more cold.

The first battle, just started, Qi Qing exploded his strongest strength. It can be seen that he knew that he could not beat Chu Xingyun, and he also had to fight deadly, hurting the other party and unable to save his strength.

This is Qi Qing's goal. Even if he fails, he will not make Chu Xingyun feel better!

"People don't offend me, I don't offend anybody. If your father does his part, will I be against him." Chu Xingyun said quietly, striding forward, his spiritual power pouring out like a tide.

"Noisy!" Qi Qing yelled loudly, pointed at Chu Xingyun with his sword, and said, "Come out of the sword, you and I speak with strength."

Upon hearing this, Chu Xingyun said softly, "Your strength is not eligible for me to make a sword."

"you……"

Qi Qing was furious at once, and all the spirits in his body were released.

This moment-

Leng Jian is like ice, his figure becomes an ice shadow, and he quickly kills Chu Xingyun, his palm trembling, Jian Guanghua becomes thousands of ice crystals, just like the coming of the ice river, and the bright, hidden endless killing opportunities.

Qi Qing's sword is full of murderous intention!