The fairy is fierce

"Twenty-five, One Yuan Realm.

With Situ Zhendong's shout, Nangong Yue stood up from the cliff, landed outside the octagonal gatehouse, and pointed his finger at Li Chugui's brow.

Around the Sword Worship Platform, the eyes of the cultivators were also focused on the young master of Yunshui Sword Pond.

One Yuan Realm means that the cultivator has refined the first five elements of life. And Li Chugui is also a rare sword cultivator in the Nine Sects.

It is extremely difficult for a sword cultivator to enter Youhuang. In order to pursue extreme killing power, a good sword that fits oneself is needed, which is refined into a life object.

Refining the life object represents the 'unity of man and nature', and it is placed The sword cultivator is the one of man and sword. The sword is no longer an external object. It has changed from a weapon to the cultivator's hands and feet, and has become an extension of the body's meridians. The true qi is no longer poured into the sword, but flows through the cultivator's own meridians. It is conceivable how much the control over the sword can increase.

Moreover, in a competition like this, the realm cannot be suppressed by the natal object, because it is a part of the cultivator's body; this is just like not being able to strip the dragon blood from Zuo Lingquan's body.

Under the attention of the crowd, Li Chugui's realm was suppressed to the sixth level of Linggu, and then he took off his long sword and walked into the sword worship platform.

Unarmed The field, not arrogant.

Sword cultivators are "one with sword", and their natal swords are kept warm in their bodies all year round; if the natal sword is slightly worn, it is equivalent to the cultivator's body being injured, and if the sword is broken, the person will die, so it will not be used easily.

Facing ordinary spiritual valleys, the "concubine sword" carried with him is enough to deal with it, but Zuo Lingquan has mastered the five elements of water in advance, and Li Chugui still gives the opponent the greatest respect.

Li Chugui, wearing brocade clothes, walked through the slightly muddy ground, the breeze rolled up his robes, his figure was as stable as a mountain, and from a distance, he looked like a sea-stabilizing magic needle.

Zuo Lingquan stood in the field with a sword in his hand, and his eyes finally became more serious.

Whether he is a swordsman or not can be seen from his temperament; the young man in brocade clothes in front of him may be the closest person to him since Zuo Lingquan started practicing swordsmanship; he is also the first person who can make him feel pressured when he is in the same realm.

However, the pressure does not bring fear, but the competitive spirit of meeting a worthy opponent!

Li Chugui obviously has the same feeling. When he walked near Zuo Lingquan, his eyes had changed from the initial indifference to seriousness.

Li Chugui stood ten feet away and looked directly into Zuo Lingquan's eyes:

"I thought you were a sorcerer pretending to be a swordsman, but I didn't expect you to be a swordsman."

Zuo Lingquan reminded: "Brother Li better be serious. You and I will only fight one game. If Brother Li can't even draw his sword later, he may regret it for the rest of his life."

This is extremely arrogant.

The onlookers were all stunned. They didn't expect Zuo Lingquan to be so arrogant in front of the Nine Sects Qingkui.

Li Chongjin leaned on the armchair and snorted: "It's true that he is a casual cultivator and doesn't know the height of the world. "

The other nine elders also felt that Zuo Lingquan was a bit too pretentious.

Only Old Lu understood that Zuo Lingquan was really telling the other party not to make a mistake due to carelessness, hurt his sword heart, and then become depressed.

As the young master of Yunshui Sword Pond, Li Chugui has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship among his peers. Naturally, he regarded Zuo Lingquan's words as a provocation and responded calmly:

"It is not good for a sword practitioner to be too arrogant."

Zuo Lingquan didn't say much after seeing this. After all, the other party might really have the ability to let him have a hearty fight.

Nangong Yue waited for the two to finish their verbal battle and raised his hand:

"Let's start. "

After the words fell, the area around the Sword Worship Platform fell silent, and the onlookers looked at them with burning eyes, not daring to blink.

But this time, they still didn't see the scene of the two sides suddenly attacking and colliding.

The cold wind was blowing gently, and the snow fell silently in the Sword Worship Platform.

The two figures looked at each other and fell silent, leaving only the slight sound of the wind blowing their robes.

Swish

Li Chugui had a blank expression on his face, and raised his right hand slowly. Red fire emerged from his body, gathered in the palm of his hand, and gradually formed the hilt and blade...

But in the blink of an eye, a long sword that was completely red appeared in Li Chugui's hand.

This sword is called 'Hongxin', which is a fairy sword embryo made by the Qingdu Lord himself, with heavenly fire as the guide and the soul of the fairy beast as the sword spirit.

When the surrounding monks saw this sword, their eyes were burning, and even the elders of the Nine Sects showed a solemn look.

After all, the Nine Sects are not famous for sword cultivation. There are only five fairy swords in the entire Nine Sects, four of which are All of them are made of the soul of a living being as the sword spirit, and are forged after birth; there is only one immortal sword with a real self-generated sword spirit, and it is in the hands of the Nine Alliance Supreme.

Although the Immortal Sword Embryo is not yet an immortal sword, its status is equivalent to that of Qing Kui compared to the Eight Lords, but it has the probability of growing into an immortal sword.

But the weight of Qing Kui is also not low. There are only more than ten people in each generation of the entire Nine Sects. The same is true for the Immortal Sword Embryo. They are all supreme treasures that cultivators dream of.

Li Chugui pointed at the ground with a red long sword in his hand, as if he had become a different person. His momentum rose steadily, and an indescribable suppression force spread out and spread throughout the sword worship platform.

The flames in the venue swayed slightly, pointing to the sword in Li Chugui's hand.

As an opponent, Zuo Lingquan only felt that a sky net composed of hundreds of thousands of swords appeared in front of him, with no gaps to hide. It seemed that it would pass through him at any time and crush him into powder.

"What a strong sword intent! "

Under the pervasive sword intent, the onlookers involuntarily stepped back, their eyes filled with astonishment.

The nine elders nodded slightly, showing approval; Qiu Fengqing said:

"It is indeed the sword one 'Lianyun'. Judging from the sword intent, it has touched some thresholds. "

Li Chongjin was looking proud, and was about to brag to Nangong Yue next to him about his young master's sword attainments, but before he opened his mouth, his face changed.

Because Zuo Lingquan held the hilt of the sword!

Under Li Chugui's rising momentum, Zuo Lingquan did not move at all, stepped forward with his right foot, held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand, and made a preparatory action of drawing the sword and stabbing forward.

It was also at this moment that the entire sword worship platform seemed to be silent under the heavy snow.

The flying snowflakes in the sky turned into an obvious vortex, gathering towards Zuo Lingquan's right hand holding the sword.

The rivers in the venue all overflowed the river bank and gathered towards Zuo Lingquan.

The sharp penetrating power pointed to the eyebrows of nearly 10,000 people present, which made people shudder!

This momentum is much stronger than Li Chugui!

The onlookers had just stepped back in shock, but this time they froze in place. Several high-level cultivators even instinctively took out their self-defense gear.

Li Chugui, who was full of vigor, was almost disturbed by this, and his eyes showed disbelief.

It was not only Li Chugui who was in disbelief. Qiu Fengqing was stunned. Even though Zuo Lingquan had not yet drawn his sword, he felt the horror of this sword and said, "Is this also Jian Yi?"

Li Chongjin and others also raised similar questions, because only 'Jian Yi' can show this kind of sword intent that can make gods and demons retreat.

Old Lu already knew it, but his eyes still showed amazement:

"Yes, it is Jian Yi."

Qiu Fengqing still couldn't believe it even though it had been confirmed.

The so-called 'Jian Yi' means 'the great way is simple'. In martial arts, it is a method that will definitely defeat the opponent without any reason.

For example, the "Dragon Slashing" of Shangguan Yutang, the Supreme of the Nine Alliances, can cut through space with one sword when fighting against an enemy. The enemy will naturally be split into two along with the space, which is equivalent to a dimensionality reduction attack and cannot be defended at all, so "one sword breaks all methods".

The Nine Sects have three styles of "Sword One", namely "Shadowless" of Jinglu Terrace, "Lianyun" of Yunshui Sword Pond, and "Dragon Slashing" of Tiedu Mansion.

The three swords also represent the martial arts schools of the three major sects, which are the "truths" that the three masters have realized after immersing themselves in martial arts for a lifetime.

The concepts of Sword One are very simple and can be explained in one sentence.

Zhanlong practiced the sword to the point that it could break through space.

Lianyun instantly slashed out a million swords.

The Shadowless Sword left no trace.

But the principle is simple, but it is as difficult as ascending to heaven to master it. Until now, no one in Tiedu Mansion can split space, and there are very few who can touch the threshold.

Qiu Fengqing didn't believe that Zuo Lingquan could learn 'Sword One' at his current age, but this sword intent of 'who else but me' can only burst out after mastering Sword One.

He felt it carefully and said in disbelief:

"Whose Sword One is this?"

"Self-taught."

"Impossible, if he can comprehend Sword One by himself at the age of 18, even the Shangguan Patriarch will have to admit defeat..."

...

The other nine elders reacted in the same way as Qiu Fengqing. They didn't believe that the sword Zuo Lingquan hadn't used yet was 'Sword One', but the facts seemed to be in front of them.

Among all the people, Li Chugui was under the greatest pressure.

Facing the monstrous sword intent in front of him, Li Chugui was also aroused by the blood of the swordsman. Holding the sword, his momentum rose again.

The sword intent has no actual killing power, but it is the most important part of the swordsman's competition.

Because once you can't suppress the opponent's momentum, doubt your sword or retreat, and your mind is shaken, you will definitely lose.

Zuo Lingquan had practiced hard for fifteen years, and his heart was as calm as water when he drew his sword. At this moment, he only had his opponent in his eyes, and he didn't have too many thoughts at all, just looking for an opportunity to draw his sword.

The swords of both sides competed with each other, just like two dragons wrestling, and many low-level cultivators were directly unable to stand.

Li Chugui's momentum rose steadily, trying to suppress Zuo Lingquan so as not to cause ripples in his heart.

But no matter how he chased, he always felt Zuo Lingquan whispering in his ear:

You are dead!

Li Chugui's momentum quickly climbed to the peak, but he was still like an ant looking up at the mountain.

Under the impact of the sword's incomparable impact, Li Chugui's heart lake was rippled, and the red long sword in his hand also trembled slightly.

Swoosh

At this moment, the sound of the sword was like the roar of a dragon in the sea.

The onlookers did not see how Zuo Lingquan attacked, but found that Zuo Lingquan had just appeared in front of Li Chugui, with the long sword in his hand pointing at Li Chugui's forehead.

Zuo Lingquan's sword philosophy is to "use the fastest speed and spare no effort to stab the sword in the most accurate place".

The practice of this sword means that he has reached the limit of his current body's ability to explode. No matter whether he is a human, immortal, demon or monster in the same realm, he can't be faster than him, so it is "one sword breaks all methods", which can be called "Sword One".

Li Chugui was suppressed to the sixth level of Linggu. His eyesight can still see Zuo Lingquan's attack, but the limitation of his physique makes it impossible for him to burst out faster to counterattack.

The distance of ten feet seems long, but it is almost face-to-face for both sides.

At the moment when Zuo Lingquan rushed over, Li Chugui's sword also chopped out, using the "Lianyun" that just touched the threshold.

"Sword One" is the strongest killing skill, without any defensive nature, and there is no distinction between strong and weak.

If two cultivators of the same realm attacked with ‘Sword One’ at the same time, the result would be that both would perish.

But Li Chugui only touched the threshold and did not fully grasp the essence of this sword. His mind was shaken and he attacked a little slower, so even if he quickly counterattacked, it was too late.

In a duel between peak swordsmen, life and death are already decided the moment the sword is released, and there is no need for a second sword at all.

Zuo Lingquan's long black sword, which contained vast sword energy, was already pointed at the center of Li Chudian's brow.

The moment the sword energy touched the skin, it burst out from the tip of the sword and turned into a long ink dragon as thick as a bucket.

Behind him came the solid ice formed by the flying snow and water flowing in the sky, like a giant sword, stabbing at Li Chudial.

Li Chu's Dial Sword also took action, and the red sword energy burst out at the same time.

At this moment, the referee Nangong Yue, who was watching intently on the cliff, raised his hand to seal the sword, and the mountains and rivers in the bow platform shifted, pulling Li Chudial directly to the corner of the field.

This pull represents the difference between life and death.

call out

The black sword light flashed away, and after the almost harsh sword sound, a gradually widening groove appeared in the sword worship platform, spreading out for nearly a hundred feet before exploding, throwing up soil, sand and gravel.

The corner of the sword worship platform was also filled with sand.

Li Chudial slashed thousands of swords in an instant. Wherever the sword passed, trees and rocks were instantly split into sawdust and gravel, and even rivers were split into mist. The terrifying killing power was fully displayed.

But Li Chudial's face turned pale as he held the sword, and he didn't feel any complacency at all. If he hadn't been pulled away, he would have died suddenly on the spot, and there would be no chance for him to use the sword!

Most of the monks watching did not see the process clearly, and they all remained silent when they saw such a terrifying scene.

Li Chongjin was stunned on his chair, staring blankly at the sword in Zuo Lingquan's hand, but now it was hard to believe that this sword was real.

Qiu Fengqing only had surprise in her eyes, and it took her a long time to say:

"What a fast sword."

Soon, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the silence around the sword worship platform continued until Situ shook his hands and shouted:

"pretty!"

All the monks present were so buzzing that they couldn't hear each other's words at all.

Nangong Yue's eyes were filled with wonder, he stood up and said:

"Based on what I just saw, Li Chuyong's head was shattered with a sword in his heart, which was a fatal injury. Before he died, he backhanded his headless body and struck out more than ten swords at most. The killing power was greatly reduced, and he could injure Zuo Lingquan. , but it’s difficult to inflict serious damage, so we take action to stop this battle! Elders of the Nine Sects, do you have any objections?”

The elders of the nine sects could see all the details clearly. Li Chudial, with his sixth-level Linggu physique, could not avoid Zuo Lingquan's sword, nor could he catch it. Without the use of external force, he could deduce ten thousand We lost every time, so there was no objection.

After Nangong Yue waited for the others to have no objections, he looked at Li Chongjin next to him:

"Do you have any objections, Fellow Daoist Li?"

Li Chongjin grabbed the armrest of the chair and calmed down a little before suppressing the hundreds of emotions in his heart.

Under the eyes of everyone, today's defeat was complete. With Zuo Lingquan's 'Sword Yi', other sects would definitely try to win over him; practicing together, facing a practicing wizard, and being unable to eradicate the root, the only one The way to live in the world is to 'put peace as the most precious thing' and avoid enmity.

Therefore, no matter how embarrassed Li Chongjin felt in his heart, he still showed the magnanimity that a large sect should have and said:

"Young Master Zuo is a master of swordsmanship, and I, Yun Shui Jiantan, am convinced of it. You are the number one swordsman among the younger generation of the Nine Sects."

"Ouch!..."

Thousands of monks gathered around to hear these words and became agitated, and the shock in their eyes could not be greater.

They thought that 'Jian Wuwu' could force Li Chudial out, and even get past a few moves, but they never thought that they could win. What was even more terrifying was the instant kill with one sword.

You must know that Li Chudial is the Qingkui of Yunshui Jiantan, and represents the highest level of the disciples of Yunshui Jiantan. If Li Chudial can't even withstand a sword, then other Qingkui may not be able to defeat him. This must be a What kind of genius?

Compared with everyone's shock and admiration, Zuo Lingquan's reaction was very dull, a little lost, and even frowned.

Zuo Lingquan, holding a long sword, stood at the starting point of the long groove and looked at Li Chudial in a blink of an eye.

To be precise, it was the sword mark made by Li Chudial.

Although it was an instant kill battle with one sword, Zuo Lingquan could still see the terrifying power of Li Chudio's sword. Thousands of swords were shot in an instant. If he practiced it to perfection, he would probably be indistinguishable from his sword.

This was the first time Zuo Lingquan had experienced this feeling, and it was difficult for him to accept this fact.

His sword should be 'invincible in the world, and the most powerful sword in the world', not that anyone can compete with him or be on an equal footing with him!

Therefore, Zuo Lingquan was not happy at all after winning this duel, and even had doubts about the sword he had practiced for more than ten years.

Lao Lu stood in the attic, originally feeling proud of Zuo Lingquan, but after seeing Zuo Lingquan's expression, he became slightly confused:

"This kid won the fight, but why does his face look uglier than when he lost?"

Qiu Fengqing was also a top swordsman. He noticed the confusion in Zuo Lingquan's eyes and frowned:

"Indeed, the sharpness just now was much weaker. Could it be that there is something wrong with the sword's heart?"

If a swordsman shakes his sword and has doubts about his sword, the consequences can be devastating; if he cannot regain his confidence and lose all his sharpness, he may not even be able to hold the sword anymore.

Lao Lu was a man who cherished his talents. It could be said that he watched Zuo Lingquan walk out of the mountain. After hearing this, he was about to show up and remind Zuo Lingquan not to deny himself carelessly, but suddenly he found that Zuo Lingquan's expression had returned to the same as before.

Seeing this, Qiu Fengqing breathed a sigh of relief: "I guess I was wrong. Nothing went wrong."

Lao Lu knew something about Zuo Lingquan, thought about it and said:

"It's probably not a mistake, this kid has figured it out."

"Figured out what?"

"I don't know, but no matter what I figure out, it's scary."

…

Zuo Lingquan actually didn't think about much, just:

His sword skills have not yet reached their peak, and he still needs to continue practicing.

Li Chudial's sword seemed to be the direction in which he would continue to improve.

After Zuo Lingquan understood his thoughts, the self-doubt he had just disappeared. He put away his sword and thoughts, raised his eyes to the top of the cliff, bowed his hands, and then spoke loudly:

"Where is the order of the Merchant of the Emperor City?"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence all over the sword worshiping platform.

No one expected that Zuo Lingquan would say such a thing after he won the battle.

What do you want to do?

Shang Jianyao, who was sitting in the attic eating melon and watching a show, was startled when he heard the sound. He looked at the young man in a python robe next to him and asked, "Do you have an old grudge with this guy?"

The young man in python robe stood at the window with his hands behind his back, shaking his head to indicate that he didn't recognize him.

Shang Jianyao looked a little confused, then he came to Nangong Yue's side and responded kindly:

"Young Zuo know Si Ming?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't know him, but Shangguan's grandma asked him to deal with a few people, so he must have targeted them somewhere.

"I don't know him, I just think he shouldn't be sitting at the top of the young dragon rankings, and I want to ask for advice."

"Buzz"

When these words came out, the area around the Sword Worship Platform suddenly exploded, with all kinds of discussions ringing out:

"What does Zuo Jianxian mean?"

"You don't even understand this. You want to compete for the first place in the baby dragon rankings..."

"I think Zuo Jianxian is going to wear nine sugar-coated haws and beat them one by one..."

…

Although the elders of the Nine Sects admired Zuo Lingquan, they were not very optimistic about Zuo Lingquan's challenge.

‘Jianyi’ is invincible in the same situation. Under the rules of the arena competition, he is very shameless in defeating anyone he meets. But competing against each other is not just about comparing the lethality of spells and martial arts.

Zuo Lingquan has already missed the mark. If his opponents know that he has extremely explosive sword skills, they will be on guard in advance.

The way to guard against him is also very simple, just keep a distance, pull and control, so that Zuo Lingquan has no chance to get up close and use his sword.

The Nine Sects' Qingkui are all the proud sons of heaven. Knowing Zuo Lingquan's ultimate move, Jingtai Terrace and Yunshui Jiantan may not be able to defeat Zuo Lingquan, but the other Qingkui have a great chance of winning.

Therefore, Shang Jianyao did not refuse the challenge, but said with a smile:

"Zuo Xiaoyou is young and energetic, but there is a reason why Si Ming is praised as the number one Qingkui by Taoist friends from all walks of life. It would be more appropriate for Zuo Xiaoyou to start from another family."

The onlookers of the monks also felt that this should be the case. Zuo Lingquan started fighting from the first place on the dragon list. If he lost, he would not have the face to challenge later, but if he won, he would not have to challenge later, so it would be fun to watch.

And for Tiandi City, the Qingkui of other sects were not defeated. They did not have the reputation of "turning the tide" when they won; if they lost, they would directly become the second best among the nine sects, and they would lose their lives, so it was impossible to choose to take the lead.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan stopped embarrassing Tiandi City and switched to another target arranged by Grandma Shangguan:

"In that case, may I ask where the Wolong is in Zhongzhou?"

This question touched the hearts of the onlookers and even the elders of the Nine Sects. They all looked in the direction of Jingdai, hoping that the genius "Zhongzhou Wolong" who had been passed down in the Nine Sects for half a year would show up to take the fight. Even if the young phoenix came out, OK.

Qiu Fengqing stood at the window and saw Zuo Lingquan starting to challenge himself. He was slightly stunned and turned to look at the two heroes of Zhongzhou next to him.

Qi Jia was still autistic and didn't want to say anything. After all, he couldn't even beat Qingkui Li Chudial, let alone Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Yunting was very interested: "Old Lu, how about you send me down to try? I promise to knock down my brother with one sword."

Lao Lu was too lazy to answer and said to Qiu Fengqing:

"It's not good to play too smoothly. Give him some pressure."

Qiu Fengqing understood the meaning. After nodding slightly, he swayed and came to the high platform.

Everyone's eyes were also focused, looking around Qiu Fengqing, but they were all a little disappointed when they couldn't find the long-famous 'Crouching Dragon and Young Phoenix'.

Qiu Fengqing put her hands behind her back, looked down at Zuo Lingquan below, and said calmly:

"Being young and energetic is a good thing, but being too arrogant will not be beneficial to your practice. You still have to maintain awe of the strong. With the level you have just shown, there is no doubt that Zhongzhou Wolong wants to kill you. It is too early to challenge now. It’s better to practice with other peers first and then come back.”

As soon as these words came out, the sword worship platform was completely silent.

Even Shangguan Lingye and Zuo Lingquan were stunned, not to mention the other nine elders.

Zuo Lingquan possesses "Sword One", and it only takes one sword to kill Li Chudial. The other Qingkui feel the pressure and are thinking about how to deal with it, but Zhongzhou Wolong kills him "without any suspense".

This means that Zuo Lingquan is not taken seriously at all!

Li Chongjin looked at Qiu Fengqing next to him with a very exciting expression. He slightly spread his hands, which clearly meant:

"Are you fucking kidding me? This is Jianyi. No one in Central Continent dares to say that he can defeat this guy. Don't be fooled."

Nangong Yue also meant the same thing. He blinked and asked Qiu Fengqing if he was too drunk and was talking nonsense in front of the juniors.

Qiu Fengqing was pretending to be a bit big, and felt quite embarrassed when faced with the surprised and uncertain eyes of his old friend from the Nine Sects.

But what he said was not a lie. There was no suspense about Zuo Lingquan's suicide, so he looked confident from the outside.

Zuo Lingquan was dubious, but the talker from the Nine Sects would never pretend to be in front of other sects, so what he said must be the truth.

For this reason, Zuo Lingquan could only raise his hand and salute:

"Thank you for your guidance, senior. I will continue to work hard and strive to become Wolong's opponent as soon as possible."

Qiu Fengqing nodded, thought for a moment, and looked at Nangong Yue next to him:

"Although you are currently not Zhongzhou Wolong's opponent, you still have a great chance of winning against the Nine Sects Qingkui. I heard that Tiedong Mansion had a new Qingkui 'Shangguan Jiulong' at the beginning of the year. We only heard his name but not his person. I have always been curious; it just so happens that the elders of the nine sects are here, and Zuo Xiaoyou is also here to support me. I wonder if Elder Nangong can invite Qingkui of your noble sect to come out and make an appearance? "

When everyone heard this, they looked hopeful again.

After all, Shangguan Jiulong is more mysterious than Wolong. It is said that he is the direct disciple of the Supreme Lord of the Nine Alliances, and he should be a ruthless character like Shangguan Lingye.

Nangong Yue felt a little embarrassed when he faced the gazes of fellow Taoists. As a discipline elder of the Tiedong Mansion, he actually wanted to see what kind of genius his Qing Kui was, but his ancestor did not tell him about his newly promoted Qing Kui. Who is he? How can he be called someone?

Shangguan Lingye sat at the top of the cliff, frowning slightly, feeling that the current situation was a bit troublesome.

The ancestor did not order the identity of Qing Kui to be announced, so she could not take it upon herself to reveal who her Qing Kui was.

Moreover, 'Wolong' doesn't take Zuo Lingquan seriously at all, so he must have real materials.

Now that Zuo Lingquan's identity has been revealed, and Zuo Lingquan can't defeat 'Wolong', it will be a big loss for the Iron Head Mansion.

However, Shangguan Lingye still believes in Zuo Lingquan's talent and understanding. As long as he teaches more magical skills, there is no opponent in the world that he cannot catch up with.

Shangguan Lingye thought about it for a while, and then he spoke on the cliff and said:

"If you want to challenge 'Shangguan Jiulong', Zuo Lingquan's current level is not enough; wait until he defeats Zhongzhou Wolong and then challenge our Tiedong Mansion."

In this way, if Wolong cannot be defeated, Jiulong can remain hidden. It can be said to be the best of both worlds.

But the elders of the nine sects below and the casual cultivators who were watching were in an uproar when they heard these words, and they were a little confused.

Zuo Lingquan was already a master with just one sword strike. Why was he talking like a rookie who could be stepped on by everyone?

Qiu Fengqing and Lao Lu were in disbelief. Their "Wolong" was just made up, so they dared to say that Zuo Lingquan was not his opponent. The Tiezong Mansion seemed to really not take Zuo Lingquan seriously. This Shangguan What kind of freak is Jiulong, who can't even look down on Jianyi?

Zuo Lingquan knew that Wolong and Jiulong were very powerful, but when he found out that Shangguan's grandma felt that he was inferior to others, he felt inexplicably sad.

But knowing his shame and then being brave, he would naturally not blame Shangguan Lingye for telling the truth.

Seeing that Jiu Zong was pushing and pushing each other, and all of them were talking more fiercely than him, but no one came out, Zuo Lingquan simply spread his hands and said:

"In that case, I won't pick anyone anymore, junior. There are so many proud men in the Nine Sects, there must be one who dares to fight me, right? If they don't dare to play, I will say goodbye and go home to practice swordsmanship."

"..."

It became quiet inside and outside the sword worship platform.

The elders of the Nine Sects also felt that it was wrong to push him back and forth like this. After all, he was a powerful Xian family that ruled half of the continent. It was really embarrassing to have stage fright in front of tens of thousands of casual cultivators.

Tiandi City, Jingtai Terrace, and Tieyong Mansion stated that they would not take the lead; Yunshui Jiantan lost, Fulongshan Qingkui eloped, and Medicine King Pagoda only competed with alchemy, so there were only three families left that could produce people.

Zie Yuelin is a martial arts cultivator, and he takes the same path as Zuo Lingquan, so he has a very low chance of winning. At this time, the only ones who can take the lead are Wanghailou and Taohuatan, who are good at martial arts.

After the elders of the Nine Sects were silent for a moment, a group of pink peach petals floated through the wind and snow and landed on the stone cliff platform, forming a figure.

The figure is that of a female cultivator with a plump and soft figure. She is wearing a rare peach-colored skirt with ribbons on her wrists. Her bun is decorated with flower petals. Under her eyebrows is a pair of peach blossom eyes that look like drunk but not drunk. Her appearance is slightly charming, but There is no smoky smell on his body, and he looks like he has a different kind of fairy spirit.

The visitor was Mrs. Huazhu, the leader of the Nine Sect Alliance Taohuatan. She stood beside Qiu Fengqing and others and said:

"You guys are pushing me around so much that you don't dare to come forward, so let me take the lead."

The main means of making money in Peach Blossom Pond is growing spiritual grass and spiritual fruits. It is the largest source of raw materials for the nine sects in the south. Speaking of which, they are all farming and rarely fight with others.

However, none of the nine sects were able to accumulate such a large business. Taohuatan's research on the Five Elements Alchemy was second only to Fulongshan, a long-established wealthy family.

Seeing Taohuatan taking the lead, the other nine elders stopped talking. Nangong Yue said:

"In that case, let's let Peach Blossom Pond Hyacinthus face off against Zuo Xiaoyou. However, Zuo Xiaoyou has to fight twice in a row, which consumes a lot of money. How about we go back to recharge our batteries first and fight again in three days?"

No matter how high Zuo Lingquan's cultivation level is, he can only fire five swords at most. He has just consumed about 40% of his true energy reserves, and he can still hit three.

However, in a one-on-one duel with a monk who specializes in magic, as long as you don't find an opportunity to kill in seconds, you will inevitably get into a tug-of-war, which places extremely high demands on your own state.

Zuo Lingquan didn't ask for help, he raised his hand and said:

"Then I'll come back in three days to ask for advice from the noble disciples of your sect."

After Mrs. Huazhu nodded slightly, she spoke again:

"There's no point in fighting like this. I, Taohuatan, will take the lead and show you the fun. You can get some luck, right?"

Mrs. Huazhu was also a serious fairy and was very popular among the monks. After hearing this, the onlookers felt that Zuo Lingquan could only gain fame by provoking Qingkui of the Jiu Sect. It seemed that the Jiu Sect was a bit petty, so they all started Heckle:

"Mrs. Huazhu's words are absolutely true. Jing Terrace is famous for controlling beasts, how about giving a fairy beast cub..."

"Yunshui Jiantan...forget it, Tiandi City is famous for its weapon refining, so I have to give you a magic weapon, right?"

"Give me one of the beauty elixirs from the Medicine King Pagoda. If a talented person like Zuo Jianxian gets old, the female cultivators of the Nine Sects will have to cry to death..."

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The nine wealthy families are all extremely rich, but how can they give away magical weapons and immortal weapons casually? Even their own disciples cannot guarantee that they will have one.

However, Mrs. Huazhu opened her mouth, and it was hard to refuse in front of everyone. The elders of the nine sects began to secretly ponder who should pay for this unjust payment.

Shangguan Lingye himself had a bad habit of gathering wool. Seeing this scene, he naturally became energetic and took the lead to speak boldly:

"As the third elder of the Nine Sects, our Tiedong Mansion naturally has to praise the outstanding juniors. The winner will be rewarded with 100,000 white jade baht from the Tiedong Mansion."

The monks were immediately in an uproar when they heard this, and even the elders of the nine sects looked strange.

One hundred thousand white jade baht is not a small amount. Zuo Lingquan went around killing people and buying goods, and his current savings only amounted to more than 10,000 white jade baht. When converted into silver, it was enough to buy a city in this world.

It is true that the Jiuzong family has a great cause, but it is obviously a waste to spend so much unjust money on this kind of luck that is given to outsiders, and those who make money from the Tiezong family cannot give it away indiscriminately.

Moreover, this amount is given for this game. How much should I pay for the subsequent fights with Shang Jianyao, Wolong and Jiulong?

Situ Baye was in charge of the sect's huge business. When he saw his junior sister acting recklessly, he quickly used his spiritual thoughts to remind Shangguan Lingye not to make a fool of himself.

But Shangguan Lingye never meant to give it away for free.

Zuo Lingquan was a member of the Tiedong Mansion. She took the lead in spending money and called on the nine wealthy families to raise donations. After the fight, the money from the Tiedong Mansion was equivalent to being repaid in full. What the Jiuzong paid for could still be found with Zuo Lingquan. Separate accounts.

This is not free, but free whoring.

If Zuo Lingquan wasn't afraid that he would lose all his money if he lost the fight, Shangguan Lingye could take out all of his family wealth.

When Mrs. Huazhu saw that Tie Dong Mansion was giving such honor, she looked at the others with a smile:

"Girl Lingye is so generous that she follows the example of the three elders of the nine sects. Senior Shang, your family is also the third elder of the nine sects. If you give me less, wouldn't it be appropriate?"

The two women sang along and forced other sects to donate like prodigal wives. Shang Jianyao obviously had a headache.

But Tiedong Mansion took the lead in collecting donations, and it would be shameful for his family not to follow suit, so he could only say:

"Since Tiedong Mansion is so generous, we, Emperor City, cannot treat our descendants badly; the winner can choose a famous teacher in our City, Emperor City, and customize a low-grade magic weapon."

The white jade baht has a price, the magic weapon is priceless, and it is a customized model. Even if it is a low-grade magic weapon, this reward is very heroic, and all the monks are envious.

Mrs. Huazhu looked at Fulong Mountain again and said with a smile:

"Elder Xu?"

Fulongshan Xu Yinzhao is a veteran Taoist priest who takes fame and fortune very lightly. Faced with Mrs. Huazhu's pressure to donate, he simply shook his head:

"It's enough to prepare two copies for each game. Fulongshan will be better in the next game."

The other sect elders had no objections to this proposal and quickly agreed.

Seeing this, Shangguan Lingye had no choice but to stop angrily...——

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Nine thousand words.