The First Villain In The Wilderness

Unknowingly, three days passed, and finally came the day of the Sword Discussion Conference.

The top of Tianzong Mountain seemed to have been sliced ​​off with a sharp sword, turning into a square with a radius of tens of miles.

On the square, stands a sword-shaped stele, which is ten feet high and goes straight into the clouds.

This is the largest platform for fighting in Jiange - Yujiantai.

At this time, although it was early in the morning, Yujiantai was already full of people.

In addition to the tens of thousands of Jiange disciples who came to watch this grand event of sword discussion, there were also other major forces and sword cultivators who came here admiringly.

So although the conference has not yet started, it is already very lively.

Above the main stand.

The current Jiange Pavilion advocates Yaowen and sits at the head.

The old blind man sat on his right.

Then there is Master Taixuan, as well as other kendo celebrities and powerhouses from the major holy places.

"Hmph, Yan Tianxing, I didn't expect you to show up after hiding on Evilman's Island for so long." Master Taixuan's eyes flickered, and he looked at the old blind man and said.

The powerhouses of the several holy lands and the Tianyuan Dynasty couldn't help casting jealous glances at Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing, the all-powerful figure in the past, has disappeared for so many years, and now he appears here today, which has to surprise the people present.

The old blind man chuckled: "Master Taixuan, I'm tired of staying on Evil Man's Island, so why not come out for a walk?"

"Hmph, are you just walking around?"

Master Taixuan glanced behind the old blind man, but he didn't see Qin Feng's figure, and snorted coldly: "If I'm not wrong, you should be in charge of that little villain."

The old blind man said as usual; "Old friend Taixuan, I can't understand what you said."

"I think you are pretending not to understand." Master Taixuan looked contemptuous.

The old blind man smiled and said nothing.

"The Sword Discussion Conference is about to start, can Pavilion Master Zhang announce the rules of this sword conference?" Tianyuan Guoshi, who was sitting not far away, asked.

Zhang Yaowen didn't speak in a hurry, but looked at the old blind man, as if asking for the old blind man's consent.

In the past, Zhang Yaowen naturally has the right to decide.

But now, the old blind man, the ancestor of Jiange, is present, and he dare not exceed his authority.

Although the old blind man had no eyes, he seemed to feel Zhang Yaowen's gaze, and stroked his beard: "The rules of the previous sword conferences were too boring. In my opinion, it's better to change."

"Yan Tianxing, what kind of moth are you going to do? The Sword Discussion Conference hasn't changed in so many years, and you will change as soon as you come out?" Master Taixuan was very upset.

In the entire Sword Discussion Conference, although there are many strong people, but this old Taoist priest dared to directly attack Yan Tianxing.

"Old friend Taixuan, because it hasn't changed for so many years, so I have to change it this time, otherwise it will always be the same process, wouldn't it be boring?" The old blind man said with a smile.

"I don't know what the rules of Senior Yan are this time?" A middle-aged beautiful woman in Yaochi Holy Land blinked and asked aloud.

The old blind man squeezed his beard; "We will divide this sword meeting into two steps. The first one is the competition of sword intent."

"Sword intent competition?"

In the Holy Land of Kunlun, Peak Master Yuheng frowned: "Senior Yan, what is the competition of sword intent?"

The old blind man pointed to the stone tablet in the middle: "That stone tablet was left by the ancestor of my Jiange back then. It is said that it contains a powerful sword intent of the ancient sword emperor. Back then, I was able to comprehend the Wuji swordsmanship. It was realized from this stone tablet."

Hearing this, everyone present was shocked.

The ancient sword emperor, that is a legendary figure.

In this stele, there is actually a wisp of his sword intent?

This is no joke!

Master Taixuan snorted softly; "No wonder you, an old fellow, can comprehend such powerful Wuji swordsmanship. It turns out that it is because of this stone tablet."

"good."

The old blind man laughed and said: "However, the sword intent on this stone tablet is very strong, as long as you get close to it within a hundred feet, you can feel it, and the closer you are to the sword tablet, the more terrifying the sword intent you will bear. Only those who have a deep understanding of the way of the sword can walk to the sword monument."

Tianyuan Guoshi frowned and said, "Governor Yan means to let the swordsmen who participated in the Sword Discussion Conference get close to the stone tablet to see who has the best understanding of swordsmanship?"

"That's right, since it's the Sword Discussion Conference, the competition is of course the comprehension of the way of the sword." The old blind man said with a smile, "So the people we want to select must not only have outstanding swordsmanship, but must also be true swordsmanship geniuses!"

"This attention is interesting, I agree!" Peak Master Yuheng smiled, as if watching the excitement is not a big deal.

Tianyuan Guoshi and the long-browed patriarch of Tian Yun Holy Land exchanged glances, but neither of them spoke.

Of course, even if they spoke, they probably wouldn't have any objections.

After all, this is Jiange.

Yan Tianxing is not comparable to them in terms of strength and status.

"Hmph, old blind man, this competition of sword intent is quite interesting, but how will the winner be determined?" Master Taixuan asked.

"It's simple, as long as you stay within ten feet of the stele and persist for a stick of incense, you can advance to the second round." The old blind man said.

"So simple?"

"Is it easy?"

The old blind man smiled: "Old friend Taixuan, don't underestimate the sword intent on this stele, if you are not careful, even the soul will be torn apart by the sword intent on it, so if you don't have enough understanding of the sword way , Forcibly approaching the stele, but you are looking for your own death."

What the old blind man said made the expressions of the people present change slightly, and they looked at the stele with a little more fear.

"Since you have no meaning to Yan Gezhu's rules, then I announce that the first round of the Sword Discussion Conference has officially started. All talented warriors who want to participate in the Sword Discussion Conference can go to the first round of sword intent assessment!" Zhang Yaowen stood up and announced to everyone.

The voice fell to the ground.

A figure rushed out and came to the front of the stele.

Everyone looked, it was none other than Master Taixuan's Direct Disciple—Yun Feiyang.

Yun Feiyang's black hair fluttered, his body was imposing, and his whole body exuded an extremely fierce aura, like a peerless sword that was about to tear the world apart, revealing its dazzling edge.

"As expected of Daoist Taixuan's Direct Disciple, it is really extraordinary to have such cultivation at such a young age, and his future achievements must not be low." Zhang Yaowen couldn't help admiring the moment he saw Yun Feiyang.

"Hehe, Pavilion Master Zhang is absurdly praised." Master Taixuan smiled modestly, but the pride on his face was undisguised.