"The body contains sword bones and the sword intent is restrained. This young man only has the middle stage of Ningyuan cultivation, and he actually has such a powerful sword cultivation." Yi Ming blinked and looked at Bei Xueqing again.

I have to say that in terms of swordsmanship alone, Yi Ming is not purely not Bei Xueqing, but is simply crushed by cultivation and proficiency.

Therefore, his sense of sword cultivator was not as sharp as that of Bei Xueqing. Yi Ming also felt it carefully after Bei Xueqing discovered the other party, and then he realized the extraordinaryness of the young man.

The young man looked at Bei Xueqing, nodded and smiled, and did not look at Yi Ming and others, but moved his body and turned around and walked into the bamboo forest.

"Who is this person? He looks very powerful." Luo Shi said with a frown.

They are both in the middle stage of Condensation, but this young man gives her an unfathomable feeling.

"I don't know, but it's very awesome." Bei Xueqing said lightly.

Yi Ming stroked his chin and a figure flashed through his mind, and he didn't know if things would be so coincidental.

"However, he shouldn't have missed such a grand sword cultivator event in Mingjianshan, just because he doesn't know if it's him."

...

I met the young man, and the few of them visited the surroundings again, climbed a sword-fighting cliff, and looked at the sword-fighting ground.

There is no formation blessing or defense on the Doujian Cliff. There are crisscrossing sword marks on the ground and on the edges of the cliff.

The sword marks were not deep, and they were all slightly rubbed. It can be seen that the sword fighting conference was indeed not only used in terms of cultivation, but only the sword skills were used. The power attached to the flying sword was not very strong, and there was a difference between the winner and the defeat.

...

One night passed and the sun began.

Before Yi Ming walked out of the bamboo house, he heard the sound of swords outside. When he explored his spiritual consciousness, he found that there were already monks competing swords on the sword-fighting cliff.

There were monks stopping to watch the battle on the mountain peaks around Doujian Cliff, even in the air.

“What’s the situation?”

Yi Ming was confused. He was still waiting for a monk from Mingjian Mountain to come to announce the start of the conference and then host the competition.

Why did you compare for no reason?

After flashing, Yi Ming left the bamboo building and came to the top of the mountain where he was located. Then Bei Xueqing and the other two arrived beside him.

"I dare to ask this fellow Taoist..." Yi Ming couldn't help looking at a monk beside him.

The cultivator also had the late stage of Ningyuan cultivation. Seeing Yi Ming's inexplicable look, he knew that it was their first time participating in the sword fighting conference.

"Why, don't you know?"

Yi Ming blinked, "What do you know?"

They heard the news of the sword fighting conference from a broker in Pingyang City, and then came to Doujian Cliff to sign up. What else do you need to know?

"There are not so many rules for the sword fighting conference. The competition will begin at the beginning of the day." The monk explained with a smile, "There is no referee in the competition. Everyone is a sword cultivator. Whoever wins and loses is clear. If the loser admits defeat, the sword seal will be invalid.

Mingjian Mountain is just maintaining order and preventing someone from making trouble."

"What a good guy, it's purely self-consciousness!" Yi Ming couldn't help but secretly shocked.

"The countless sword cultivators around him are not blind either. Can't they see who wins or loses?" the monk smiled and said, "Of course, there are indeed some shameless monks. That was the time for Mingjian Mountain to take action.

However, the sword fighting conference is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more monks are participating in sword fighting, and Mingjianshan is taking action less and less. The last time Mingjianshan took the initiative was an evil sword cultivator forty-five years ago."

Yi Ming nodded. He was all very skilled when he was able to attend the sword fighting conference. Everyone was very skilled. And the outcome was clear. Whoever dared to be shameless here would really feel what social death is.

Then Yi Ming asked again, "But how to determine the competition process?"

"Of course it's that sword seal." The monk smiled, "The sword seal will automatically arrange your opponents according to your action time."

Yi Ming expressed his understanding.

The sword fighting conference is not divided into groups, and only one first name will be decided, so when arranging, you only need to consider the rest time and the number of matches. As for whom you arrange it, it will naturally be left to fate.

...

At this moment, the sword seal hanging on Yi Ming's waist suddenly lit up, then it shook slightly, and the tip of the sword raised slightly, pointing to a cliff among the mountains of Doujian Cliff.

"Huh? It's coming to me so soon?" Yi Ming's eyes lit up, and he was quite excited.

"I wish you a victory in the flag of Yi!" Bai Rongrong said with a smile.

Luo Shi and Bei Xueqing also chuckled.

What kind of strength is Yi Ming himself and how many sword techniques he knows? They know very well. Attending the sword fighting conference, they are mostly in the fun and playful attitude. Unless they meet a Jindan sword cultivator with the same cultivation level, who can beat him in the sword art duel?

Yi Ming smiled slightly, nodded to the monks beside him, then retracted his body and turned into a sword shadow and suddenly arrived at the top of the cliff where he was about to compete, revealing his exquisite sword escape method.

"Good escape method!"

"Who is this person?"

"I can't see my cultivation level clearly, and the other party's breath-catching technique is also an extremely secret method."

"I just don't know how swordsmanship is?"

"Just just look at his sword escape method, you will know that his sword inheritance is definitely not weak."

Yi Ming landed on the top of the cliff and saw a monk coming with his sword, then landed lightly ten feet away in front of him.

The flying sword in the sky turned out of nowhere and walked around him, shuttled back and forth, rising and falling.

"I've seen fellow Taoists!" The visitor bowed his hand to the courtesy.

Yi Ming looked up and saw the man's white robe with a simple satin robe, a slight whisker under his jaw, a blue hair and a pair of sword eyebrows, and a pair of bright eyes that showed a faint sword shadow. He looked light and saw a sword monk hidden in his pride.

At the sword fighting conference, it only compares sword skills. Everyone is a fellow sword cultivator, so although the visitor knows that Yi Ming's cultivation level may be higher than him, he still only calls him a fellow Taoist.

"I've seen fellow Taoist!" Yi Ming bowed and bowed his hand, then moved his fingers lightly, and a mysterious middle-grade flying sword flew out of the storage ring.

Well, I don’t know where the spoils seized, Yi Ming has forgotten...

"choke!"

With a sound of swords, two swords soar into the sky.

The opponent's sword technique is light and quick, and it changes unfastly, but it is subtle and exquisite. It changes frequently in the air, drawing out sword shadows. He wants to knock Yi Ming's flying sword flying in front of Yi Ming and defeat Yi Ming.

Yi Ming's sword is aimed at changing, while the flying sword is step by step, focusing on defense, but occasionally a counterattack is quite powerful.

"Well, why do I feel that this person's swordsmanship is not exquisite?"

“Understanding.”

"For five years, Zheng Tianji's swordsmanship has improved again. Could it be that his swordsmanship is too powerful and suppressed this person?"

"It doesn't look like it, I feel..."

...

On the top of the bamboo cliff, Bai Rongrong and the other two smiled, knowing that Yi Ming was giving in to the other party and letting them perform well.

After all, Yi Ming is a cheater, so he just came here to join in the fun. If the other party is actually not weak and should have been able to get into the magic eye of Mingjian Mountain, but Yi Ming suppressed him and missed this opportunity, Yi Ming would feel a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!