With his outstanding character and charm, after conquering the Lei Sword, Ling Yunpo stayed in Qingluo Peak and concentrated on practicing two-handed sword fighting with Senior Sister An.

Occasionally load files and go to Qiu Changtian's place to practice how to hit Yushu Thunder more secretly.

Or as Luo Yan, go to Penglai to attend classes, deal with Miss Shi, and increase the synchronization value.

Time passed like this, and finally it was the day of the sword competition.

At noon, at the top of Jindian Peak in Shushan Mountain, sword lights were coming one after another.

Most of the people came to watch the sword show, and some were friends with Ziyun Peak or had enmity with Qingluo Peak, and each had their own hidden agendas.

Lou Zhi was standing on the south side of the fencing field, with his sword behind his back and his hands behind his back, as if he were standing tall.

After a short while, two sword lights landed on the north side, it was Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu.

"Now that we are here, before the sword fight begins, you can tell me any last words you have." Lou Zhizheng said.

His voice was loud and powerful, and it actually caused the sky above the summit to buzz. There were Foundation Establishment Realm disciples around him saying in shock:

"Is this person really in the marrow cleansing stage?!"

Regardless of the previous rumors, in the eyes of most Shushan disciples, sword fighting must be upright and upright, with both victory and defeat being open and honest.

It seems that this kind of underhanded trick of deliberately competing with each other on the same level and then forcing a breakthrough when the situation is right is always shameful.

Now that they saw that Lou Zhizheng had indeed broken through the marrow-cleansing stage with the help of the secret method as rumored, they all booed enthusiastically.

"Hey, strategy is also part of the sword show, what do you fools know!"

Lou Zhizheng didn't take it seriously at all, just crossed his arms and sneered.

Using the Secret Method of Purple Qi Gathering to Forcibly Break Through will also seriously harm his future cultivation.

Since I have paid such a price, I will definitely beat Ling Yunpo to death this time, no matter how hard he damages his bones.

Until An Zhisu couldn't bear it anymore and was willing to give up the fairy sword in exchange for the spiritual stone, he naturally agreed, and then simply defeated Ling Yunpo and let him go.

From this point of view, this plan is absolutely perfect and seamless.

The only regret is that there are no senior senior brothers from Ziyun Peak coming to watch.

If there was a real Jin Dan standing on the sidelines, how could there be so many spectators who dared to make noises to me!

Listening to the bursts of boos outside the court, Lou Zhizheng's eyes twitched, and he was secretly holding back his anger, silently tightening the magic formula in his hands.

"That guy doesn't seem to be very popular," Ling Yunpo said.

"Don't worry about other people's comments." An Zhisu smiled and said, "Just play with your heart."

After Ling Yunpo stood still in the field, everyone around him burst into louder boos.

The viciousness of the various curses and the sharpness of the curses really shocked him.

"This is the new disciple of Qingluo Peak? Why are you so ignorant that you want to worship in the evil place of Qingluo Peak?"

"Is he the junior brother of the Grass-cutting Sword Immortal? I heard that he only has the Qi Refining level. I think he will definitely die this time."

"Hahaha, no matter who is seriously injured or dies tragically this time, it will be very satisfying. After the sword fight, I will treat everyone to a drink."

I just said that the person opposite me was really unpopular, but I didn’t expect that my own reputation wasn’t that good either, Ling Yunpo thought to himself.

As for why this was the case, he had roughly figured it out during the period before the sword competition.

It is said that his cheap master Su Jian was originally the great killer of Shu Mountain, and countless elders and disciples of his sect died in sword competitions alone.

It was only later that due to the retreat, he faded out of sight up and down Mount Shu.

As for my senior sister Anzhi Suan, although she is usually gentle and considerate, in the eyes of outsiders she is a little killer.

There are even rumors from the outside world that she will laugh and strike people with her sword when there is a slight conflict. However, she is very powerful. There are only 180 disciples of the same level, so they can't stop her at all.

If it weren't for Shushan's sect rule that no swords could be compared across levels, Master Jin Dan would have rushed in and killed her seventeen or eighteen times.

The Qingluo Peak, one old and one young, has oppressed the other peaks in Shu Mountain for a long time, with many of its sects, so that the Qingluo Peak lineage has a bad reputation within Shu Mountain, almost second only to those in the Demon Sect.

From this point of view, one can only imagine how much discrimination and censure Ling Yun will receive from the outside world after becoming a disciple of Qingluo Peak.

Before the sword fight started, there was a roar of yelling and cursing all around.

He scolded Lou Zhizheng for being "unscrupulous" and "the shame of Shushan".

He was scolded by Ling Yunpo as a "killer of the Xing family" and "death as soon as possible".

His verbal firepower was comparable to that of a ninth-level flying sword, and he almost wanted to cut the two people alive in public.

An Zhisu stood on the sidelines, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she could not hide her worry.

Although the junior brother is very strong, this is the first time he has seen such an away game. He won’t feel any psychological pressure, right?

She thought about it and became more and more worried.

Falling in the eyes of a certain disciple next to him, a little joy arose in his heart.

This disciple also had a grudge against Qingluo Peak. The senior sister he admired once challenged An Zhisu, but was cut off from his sword and his cultivation level was greatly damaged. After that, he was unable to recover. He asked to leave Shushan six years ago.

It was released outside.

He usually did not dare to provoke Qingluofeng, but now when he saw Ling Yunpo being besieged by public opinion and An Zhisu looking gloomy, he emboldened himself and came over to ridicule:

"Senior Sister An, I never thought that you, Qingluofeng, are so obsessed with sword fighting that you can even challenge the Qi Refining Stage to the Marrow Cleansing Stage?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, senior sister, you enjoy wielding the sword all your life, but sometimes you make mistakes. Now you have to collect the body of your junior brother."

An Zhisu smiled lightly and said:

"Sword competition is a means for us and other sword immortals to make breakthroughs. Only in the thin line between life and death can we have the opportunity to achieve enlightenment."

"By the way, I guess you are a disciple of Cuizhu Peak. I wonder if your senior brother Jin, who is at the Huafu level, has healed from the injury from the last sword fight?"

"If you feel better, please tell me. Senior sister will come to visit you again in a while for advice."

The disciple just sneered at first, but when he heard the words of advice behind him, his expression suddenly changed, and his heart trembled.

Originally, he was just seeking pleasure, but he didn't expect that it would cause serious trouble for his family.

If Ling Yunpo died in the sword duel, and An Shaxing came to ask for advice, wouldn't Senior Brother Jin have half of his life chopped off by her?

Looking around at the sidelines, not to mention Ziyun Peak, not a single Huafu-level disciple from the entire Shu Mountain dared to come!

They must have been afraid that Ling Yunpo would die later, so An Shaxing went berserk on the spot to find someone to fight with swords to vent his anger, so they all had already gone into hiding!

The more he thought wildly, the more timid he became, so he had to muster up his courage again, and spoke a few soft words to An Zhisu in a low voice.

Seeing him showing such timidity, An Zhisu couldn't help laughing, so she smiled and comforted him with a few gentle words.

The disciple's expression became more and more wrong when he heard this, thinking that this grass-cutting swordsman was really vicious, and he even used the trick of hiding a knife in a joke?

He could only quickly find a reason to resign, take the opportunity to say goodbye to Yu Jian, rush back to Cuizhu Peak, and inform his senior brother Jin about the matter.
Chapter completed!