Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 430: They Are All Old Acquaintances

Nearly ten thousand invisible sword qi erupted from the Invisible Ten Thousand Swords Art. Even though the surrounding spectators couldn't catch the outline of the sword qi, the danger and murderous intent that was about to hit their faces still made everyone's scalp numb.

Ling Yunpo's heart tightened when he saw it, and he naturally knew the power of this Invisible Ten Thousand Swords Art.

Ordinary monks were alarmed by murderous intentions, and using defensive magic weapons was a subconscious reaction.

But this is actually a trap, because no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, its defense strength is not enough to stop nearly ten thousand sword qi.

After the magic weapon is broken, it will be too late to change the trick.

The correct approach is to attack against attack. For example, if Qiu Changtian is here, he can use Taiyi Thunder to break it.

Taiyi Thunder has a very wide range, no matter whether you have 10,000 or 100,000,000 invisible sword qi, all of them will be blown up with the same thunder.

But Senior Sister An doesn't have such a wide range of Taoism... I saw that she threw the Feiyan sword, and the sword light coincided with her figure in an instant, and then the sword light shot up several feet, and shot straight at Fa Yuan.

The body and the sword are one!

As the ultimate move of Shushan Sword Immortal, body and sword integration is to combine the body with the sword, thus greatly improving the strength, speed and lethality of the flying sword.

Of course, since this trick consumes too much real energy, it can only be used as a trump card.

And An Zhisu's choice was just right, it happened to be stuck at the moment when the invisible Wanjian Jue was launched, which was the moment when Fa Yuanzhi was most satisfied.

When he suddenly recovered from his self-confidence, An Zhisu's sword light had already passed through his chest.

Then time seemed to stand still suddenly.

When Fa Yuan came back to his senses, he saw that there was no wound on his chest, only a faint pain—it was the same as when Ling Yunpo was defeated by a sword spirit piercing through his chest when he first entered the Baiyujing Secret Realm. Hurt.

Everyone only heard another voice coming from their ears again, but it was not the female voice from the original Bai Yujing secret realm, but another strange voice:

The winner, Shushan, An Zhisu.

Ling Yunpo heaved a sigh of relief.

Oh, as expected of my senior sister.

The surrounding Shushan disciples also cheered: the first one!

The first expatriate disciple to be mowed down by the Sword Immortal!

The hardships we have endured for so many years have finally taught you how powerful it is!

On the contrary, the faces of the Kunlun disciples were a little ugly, especially the younger brothers and younger sisters who were called by Fa Yuan's direct letter, they looked as if they were about to cry.

Master, it's not good! Brother Fa was eliminated in the first round!

An Zhisu snorted, showing no composure, and didn't speak, just turned around and walked to the sidelines.

Ling Yunpo hastily went downstairs, greeted the senior sister and said with a smile:

Congratulations, sister, for winning the flag.

The opponent is quite formidable. Facing the compliments from his junior brother, An Zhisu was very modest, and said with a smile, That person's invisible sword energy is very powerful, if you are not careful, you will be hit by it. You will win if you meet him in the future Be careful.

In the future? Ling Yunpo laughed, He was eliminated by the senior sister, where did the future come from?

Hey, even if you're not above the Grand Competition, you still have a chance to meet them in the future. An Zhisu was a little embarrassed, but still argued.

The two chatted and laughed, and met the awe-inspiring eyes of the surrounding Shushan disciples, and left the ninth pavilion.

As soon as he went out, Shi Liuli and Luo Yan happened to press down the sword light and landed on the surrounding platforms.

Why are there so many people here? Miss Shi asked curiously.

I heard that two high-ranking disciples from Shushan and Kunlun were fighting inside. Luo Yan replied.

Oh? Shi Liuli asked suspiciously, Junior Brother, you have been with me all this time, how do you know that Shushan and Kunlun disciples are fighting?

Look. Luo Yan pointed at the gate of the pavilion with a smile, The monks who came out to watch the battle, most of them were dressed in Kunlun and Shushan, and Penglai was the least. Is it not only because there were monks from Kunlun and Shushan fighting inside?

And since everyone came out of it at this time, it means that the battle is over... Sister, look!

Shi Liuli looked up, and saw another signed sword shot from a distance, and went straight into the plaque upstairs.

Apparently, the new double fight has already been reserved in the ninth pavilion.

Hmph. Shi Liuli was obviously displeased that his younger brother's observation ability was better than his own.

Turning around and seeing An Zhisu and Ling Yunpo passing by, Miss Shi suddenly gasped.

Hey, Junior Brother. She stared at Ling Yunpo's back, and suddenly called out, That man...have I seen it before?

Ling Yunpo didn't know about it, he just left with An Zhisu Yujian.

Shall we go to Tianmu Mountain outside? Ling Yunpo said with a smile.

Junior Brother, your number is 317. Senior Sister An is careful, I think it will be your turn soon, why don't you leave after you finish the competition today.

That's right. Ling Yunpo nodded and said.

About half an hour later, the sword in Ling Yunpo's hand really reacted, and suddenly shot out, flying straight ahead.

The two rushed to catch up with their swords, only to see the signed sword descending again, falling into the plaque of the first pavilion.

Junior brother, it's your turn. An Zhisu said with a smile, obviously very confident in the strength of her junior brother.

Senior Sister, you can warm up a glass of wine and come back to drink after I win. Ling Yunpo joked.

Okay. Senior Sister An really poured two glasses of wine, put them flat on Feiyanjian's body, and started to heat up.

Ling Yunpo: ……………

All right, don't steal a drink while I'm not around.

Stepping into Pavilion No. 1, Ling Yunpo saw another old acquaintance standing on the opposite side of the venue:

Bi Lian, a disciple of Yuqing Guan Shendan Pavilion.

Oops. Ling Yunpo sighed secretly in his heart, but he sighed for Luo Yan because of Yuqingguan.

It should be noted that, unlike Kunlun Shushan, which is almost full of foundation-building disciples, the Penglai Yuqing disciples have a very indifferent attitude towards the Baiyujing Grand Competition, so that they are not even satisfied with the first round of registration. .

Since they are strong men, the enthusiasm of these disciples can be imagined, and it is unknown how many rounds they can last in the big competition.

There were only seven people who were really placed high hopes on by Xuandu's head teacher...but now there is one less person ahead of schedule.

But if you think about it carefully, Senior Sister Bilian's fighting power is indeed not strong. Even if I didn't meet Ling Yunpo, if I met Qiu Changtian, Xu Yinglian, and An Zhisu later, wouldn't it still be a defeat?

I defeated her early, which is equivalent to helping her have an early vacation, so that she doesn't have to worry about the follow-up competition.

According to this, she should also thank me!

Thinking of this, Ling Yunpo clenched his fists.

Bi Lian obviously did his homework in advance, and when he recognized that the person entering the arena was the second-ranked Poyun Sword Immortal on the Shushan Immortal Sword Ranking, his face immediately turned ugly.

Seeing the other party cupping his fists and saluting, he guessed that there was a high probability that he would be merciful and would not let himself lose too badly, so Bi Lian breathed a sigh of relief again, and bowed slightly in return.

In the next second, Ling Yunpo swiped out the three swords of Qingping, Lei Shu, and Wanzhu, drawing a piercing line in the air, which almost knocked her out of her mind.

I know Shushan's signature two-handed swordsmanship, but what the hell are these three swordsmen?