The rising sun shines brightly, the sky is clear, and the sun shines thousands of golden spots sprinkle on the earth.

Bogda Plaza at this time.

Xiao Yucheng's heavy black iron sword in his hand attacked with a rapid attack, rolled up nine sword flowers, quickly condensed into a sword, and rushed towards Nangong Yanran.

It is the ninth level of "Linmo Yijian" in the "Sky Sword Technique". This sword is magnificent and fierce, and it is already a half-step martial master.

"Bang!" sounded.

The Qingfeng sword in Nangong Yanran flew out of her hand and fell to the ground. Her pretty face was disgraceful, ashamed and embarrassed.

"Motian Sect - Xiao Yucheng won!" The referee's high-pitched voice on the No. 2 swordsman's first-class martial master of the Motian Sect was filled with excitement, and his clear and energetic expression was filled with joy.

This is no wonder!

On the No. 1 Sword Contest, Ren Kuang, who is the most promising champion in the Motian Sect, has been entangled by Long Qingyun, and the outcome is unpredictable.

Xiao Yucheng's victory undoubtedly made the three best of the Motian Sect and deserve the title of the first sect.

At this time, Xiao Tianyang in the audience also breathed a sigh of relief. This time, the powerful combat power displayed by Yuchi Jingxuan of the Dashi Sword House and Long Qingyun of the Iron Sword Sect was tantamount to having a strong impact on the Motian Sect.

Fortunately, Xiao Yucheng, a low-key player, Xiao Tian raised his second son, successfully ranked in the third place and saved the face of the Motian Sect.

Next, the situation will greatly benefit the Motian Sect.

Among the four major sects, Joy Tower has no chance to be the top three, and Xiao Yucheng of the Motian Sect has already entered the top three. If Ren Kuang defeats Long Qingyun and Chu Qiuman, then Iron Sword Sect and Meihua Immortal Palace will both miss the top three.

Then, the other three major sects will be left far behind by the Motian Sect, and then the Motian Sect will be dominant.

Ren Kuang has his eyes and his ears are all over the world.

Thinking of this, Ren Kuang became excited. It seemed that it was time for him to give it a try.

There was a smile on Ren Kuang's handsome face, which was a confident smile. At this time, his fighting spirit had reached its peak.

The ninth level of "Sky Sword Technique" attacked fiercely. Ren Kuang's dragon roared nine sword lights in his hand, and quickly condensed into a sword, mixed with the power of thunder, stabbed towards Long Qingyun.

Ren Kuang at the half-step Martial Master's realm.

The "Linmo Sword" that was used hard at the peak of fighting spirit is so powerful.

A powerful pressure enveloped the surroundings. This was a powerful combat power that was only available in the realm of Martial Master. Even the people in the audience felt this power of pressure.

The first martial arts person on the scene, Xiao Tianyang, who is in the realm of the sixth-grade martial arts master, had a chuckling on his lips:

"How lonely is invincible... It seems that the first and second place in this qualifying competition have been won by my Motian Sect! The dark horse of the Iron Sword Sect is nothing more than that."

At this moment, Long Qingyun's vest cooled down and suddenly felt the threat of death.

In the flash of lightning.

A three-foot-long scepter suddenly appeared in Long Qingyun's mind. The stick was black all over and was carefully carved by a thousand-year-old black sandalwood.

The entire scepter is wrapped in green vines, and the skeleton is composed of a skeleton of a dead white beast.

It gives people a strange and mysterious feeling.

A purple gem is inlaid at the top of the skeleton, which is light and dark, exuding a gloomy and cold atmosphere.

This scene has appeared in Long Qingyun's mind several times, and he is so familiar that he can't be familiar with it anymore.

However, this time, behind the purple gem, a pair of burning pupils appeared, which were a pair of human eyes.

Just then.

Xiao Tianyang, the leader of the Ferris in the audience, shuddered involuntarily, and the "scepter" in the "ancient ruins" suddenly appeared in his mind. A young man in white appeared opposite the scepter. On his handsome and elegant face, his eyes were looking at him in shock.

This young man in white is Long Qingyun, a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect on the No. 1 Sword Controversy Stage.

Immediately afterwards, Long Qingyun's familiar old voice sounded, his tone was still kind, with a faint majesty:

"Xiao Tianyang, this young man is my destined person in the "Ancient Motian Cave". His name is Long Qingyun. Just now, Long Qingyun's spiritual consciousness was disturbed by the "Linmo Sword", which awakened my residual soul. You two cannot easily make enemies. Xiao Tianyang, just do it!"

After saying that, a wonderful force gently brushed by, and Xiao Tianyang disappeared into Long Qingyun's mind.

The old voice sounded again: "I say that you can break the 'Linmo Sword' by 'Linmo Sword', you can remember it."

"The hardness and softness are in harmony, the speed and slowness are in harmony, the intention and qi are in harmony, and the qi are in harmony... like a fingering a sword, and a finger is rubbing!"

Long Qingyun's mind was clear, and he suddenly felt the profoundness of "Linmo Yi Finger". After understanding it, Long Qingyun bowed to the old voice:

"Thank you for your advice!"

Old Lao's voice was neither anxious nor slow, and he said leisurely: "No need to be polite, you and I have finally got the fate, so go!"

The conversation between the two seemed to have passed a lot of time. In fact, it was a flash of inspiration in Long Qingyun's mind and it was completed in an instant.

Old voice, just finished speaking.

Long Qingyun suddenly opened his eyes, and the Dragon Roaring Sword in Ren Kuang's hand was less than one foot away from Long Qingyun's throat.

At this critical moment, Long Qingyun suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed Ren Kuanglong's sword.

Everyone screamed in shock.

Many people suspected that something was wrong with their eyes, and Sikong Yi even stood up from the chair with his eyes wide open: "What's wrong with this Long Qingyun? Isn't this asking for death?"

Just as everyone was stunned, staring at Long Qingyun like a monster.

An unexpected scene happened.

Long Qingyun's index finger and middle finger rushed towards the Dragon Roaring Sword in Ren Kuang's hand. At this moment, time seemed to have frozen.

The Long Yin Sword that was moving forward seemed to stop, and was clamped by Long Qingyun's fingers. Long Qingyun's fingers were like crab's clamps, firmly clamping Ren Kuang's Long Yin Sword.

The confidence soared, Ren Kuang, with an arrogant look on his face, realized that his sword was in excellent condition and exerted the peak combat power of his half-step martial master.

But at this moment, Ren Kuang's proud face shrank, and an incredible scene appeared. Long Qingyun's two fingers were like pliers made of steel, and they actually clamped the Dragon Roar Sword.

Ren Kuang felt a furious in his heart, and suddenly activated his internal force, and used twelve percent of his force to push the Dragon Roar Sword forward.

At this time, Ren Kuang suddenly had a murderous intent, and no longer had any spare energy. He used all his strength to activate the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand.

At this moment, Ren Kuang suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and the tip of a cold sword had already pressed against his neck.

Everyone shouted loudly and left with their eyes.

At this time, Long Qingyun held Zhan Lu Sword in his right hand and pressed Ren Kuang's neck with two fingers on his left hand and said coldly:

"If you try harder, the sword in my hand will slip and your head will disappear!"

The tone was cold, like the cold sword tip, with a hint of chill!

Ren Kuang's forehead was sweating profusely.

A bone-broken chill penetrated the vest and said in a stuttering voice: "I lost, I actually lost?"
Chapter completed!