At the moment of the day, noon had passed.

The sun began to go west and the game officially began.

The top 134 players are eager to try, and 51 disciples from the four major sects are even more motivated and confident.

On the Sword Contest No. 2.

The referee's high-pitched voice sounded: "Chu Daocheng of Tiejianmen - against Yuchi Jingxuan of the Dashi Jianfu!"

A tall, white-clothed young man walked out of the Iron Sword Gate. He was twenty-three years old, handsome and had a ninth-rank martial emperor's combat power. He was Chu Daocheng, the direct disciple who Sikong Yu admired the most.

A young man walked out of the Dashi Sword Mansion, jumped out of the Great Sword Mansion, and rose several feet high like a big roc spreading his wings, and then fell directly to the No. 2 Sword Contest Platform.

This man is burly, resolute and courageous. He is the second son of Yuchi Wuji, the head of the Dashi Jian Mansion, and the combat power of the eighth-rank Wu Emperor.

This extremely high-level light skills that jumped out showed that Yuchi Jingxuan had great skills and was full of confidence.

Yuchi Jingxuan's right thumb touched the space ring on his index finger, and a big knife appeared.

The knife is bright and shiny, with silver light, wide head, pointed head, double edges, and straight body three feet long, but the knife rod is as long as one meter long.

It was a black iron sword.

This knife was made of thousand-year-old black iron and weighed more than 300 kilograms. Yuchi Jingxuan held it in his hand and felt extremely relaxed and had no sense of heaviness.

Long Qingyun raised his sword eyebrows, and a sharp light burst out from his eyes and looked at Xuan Tiemo Dao. His heart was undulating. The awe-inspiring momentum shown by Yuchi Jingxuan's holding of the sword was like a god of war, which made people feel awe-inspiring.

Chu Daocheng attacked with a fierce sword in his hand and stabbed Yuchi Jingxuan. He took the action to "Three Iron Sword Styles", which was sharp and powerful, with a rainbow of momentum.

Yuchi Jingxuan raised his knife and slashed forward, without any extra movements, and was neat and neat.

"Clang clang clang!"

The collision of swords erupted violently.

Although Yuchi Jingxuan has the cultivation level of an eighth-rank martial emperor, he is not at all inferior to Chu Daocheng, who is a ninth-rank martial emperor.

In an instant, the two of them fought with swords and swords for seven or eight rounds, and it was difficult to separate Xuan and would meet a good talent.

Chu Daocheng's "Three Iron Sword Styles" are indeed exquisite and changeable. However, Yuchi Jingxuan's sword technique is concise and heavy, and his courage is strong.

The 300-pound black iron mo knife was scattered in Yuchi Jingxuan's hand, and it was powerful, which was like building an iron wall between the two. Even a master like Chu Daocheng couldn't help but complain secretly.

This power of pressure is the powerful aura displayed by Mo Dao. Even the audience around the No. 2 Sword Contest Platform felt this powerful force and couldn't help but secretly talk.

Thunderous applause burst out from the audience.

Yuchi Jingxuan became more and more courageous as he fought, "slashing, slashing, wiping, slashing, stabbing, pressing, and picking". Many moves were displayed one by one, which was dazzling and amazing.

Modao master Jiang Yunong couldn't help but be stunned.

A look of surprise appeared on Gu Jing Wubo's face. The "Nine Styles of Mo Dao" made by Yuchi Jingxuan was so skillful and mellow. He was well versed in the essence of Mo Dao's skills. It seems that this person is destined to shine in this qualifying competition.

After fifteen rounds.

With his superb sword skills, Yuchi Jingxuan seemed to have suppressed Chu Daocheng, but Chu Daocheng was a direct disciple of Sikong Yu after all, and often showed thunder in danger and used the "Three Iron Sword Styles" trick to fight back.

However, even if this Modao skill is powerful, it will also consume a lot of internal strength. If this continues, how long can Yuchi Jingxuan last?

Time flies very quickly, and the two fought for more than thirty rounds, but the winner has not yet been decided.

Chu Daocheng is worthy of being the leader of the younger generation of the Iron Sword Sect. Seeing that Yuchi Jingxuan was born with divine power and his skills were perfect, he adopted a defensive move and waited for his work. After the opponent's physical strength was exhausted, he would fight back.

On several occasions, Yuchi Jingxuan had already forced Chu Daocheng to no avail, and he didn't want the other party to resolve the situation from a precarious place!

As everyone exclaimed, the two sides fought together, and it was still difficult to distinguish between winning and losing after fifty rounds.

Both sides are top experts, and this battle is confusing.

Long Qingyun was so focused that he could often exclaim from Yuchi Jingxuan's exquisite sword skills, and couldn't help but scream.

Sikong Xuan was slightly angry: "Junior brother, what's wrong with you? Senior brother Chu's situation is worrying, are you still cheering?"

Long Qingyun looked solemn and said casually:

"Senior Brother Chu's sword skills are exquisite, so he should fight quickly. This kind of fighting is to consume the opponent's physical strength. However, Yuchi Jingxuan is born with divine power and seems to be out of strength, so I concluded that Senior Brother Chu will definitely lose!"

Sikong Yu, who was sitting on the chair, had a gloomy face and a dark face, as if he was about to squeeze out water.

At this moment, Yuchi Jingxuan seemed to be exhausted, and his sword swing gradually slowed down.

"Be careful of fraud!" Long Qingyun blurted out.

Chu Daocheng on the swordsmanship platform was delighted. It seemed that the opportunity to counterattack had come. The green sword in his hand quickly attacked, provoking sword flowers in the air, and transformed into it.

Three sword lights suddenly appeared, rapidly evolving into 3927 sword lights, and then evolved into 81 sword lights... This move is the third of the "Three Iron Sword Styles" of the highest sword technique of the Iron Sword Sect. Ten thousand swords were fired at the same time, and the sword shadows all over the sky roared towards Yuchi Jingxuan.

Yuchi Jingxuan curled a sneer on his lips.

His figure suddenly became extremely flexible and inexhaustible. No, it should be said that it is even more flexible than the beginning. He held the black iron sword tightly with both hands and slashed forward with a thunderous force.

"Sweeping the world!" Someone blurted out in the audience. It was Gongsun Xin, the head of Joy Building, the four major players.

"Clang!" With a sound, Chu Daocheng's green sword flew out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Chu Daocheng's chest was filled with blood, as if a mouthful of thick blood was about to spit out. He was shocked and looked at Yuchi Jingxuan in front of him in amazement.

At this time, Yuchi Jingxuan stood with a sword, majestic, full of high spirits, like a squatting god of war standing proudly.

At the No. 2 Sword Contest, the referee's high-pitched voice sounded: "No. 8 Sword Contest, Dashi Sword Mansion - Yuchi Jingxuan won!"

Amid the crowd, there were shocking shouts.

Yuchi Jingxuan, a disciple of the Great Food Sword Mansion of the Eighth-rank Martial Emperor, actually defeated Chu Daocheng, the Iron Sword Sect of the Ninth-rank Martial Emperor. This year's Great Food Sword Mansion is very powerful.

Does this mean that in this qualifying match, the Dashi Sword Mansion will squeeze into the top four. According to the current situation, the Iron Sword Sect not only has no hope of hitting the top three, but also has the danger of falling into the top four.

The leader of the Iron Sword Sect, Sikong Yu, and the elder Sikong Yi, all looked solemn, and it seemed that the situation was quite serious.

Although there are nine disciples left in the Iron Sword Sect, the only disciples who can truly reach the top 10.

Gu Mingyu, 23 years old, the combat power of the ninth-rank Wu Emperor;

Sikong Xuan, 19 years old, at the realm of the eighth-rank Martial Emperor;

Long Qingyun, 16 years old, at the realm of the eighth-rank Martial Emperor.

At this moment, the number plate in Long Qingyun's hand lit up, and almost at the same time, the referee on the No. 3 sword stage whispered:

"No. 3 Sword Controversy Platform, Leng Guyan, Meihua Immortal Palace - Against the Iron Sword Gate Long Qingyun!"
Chapter completed!