"Let's go! Take you to see the geniuses in this area of ​​the Southern Region."

The Taoist Dan reached out and grabbed Yang Qing and disappeared into the open space.

...

There are already many people waiting here in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, and several people have been dispatched by the four major sects.

The old monster of Nascent Soul took action and cleared a large piece of forest next to this open space.

A breeze blew by, and Taoist Dan brought Yang Qing to the scene.

When the Jindan Deacon from Daodan Pavilion saw that the Dan Taoist was coming, he hurried forward and bowed his hands and shouted respectfully, "Old Dan!"

Yang Qing looked at the person who was bowing forward and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"I'm afraid I've seen this person myself? Why do you look so familiar?"

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Yang Qing felt that he had hit the gun?

The person in front of me was nothing but the Jindan monk named Wang from Miaodan Pavilion in Zhenbei Pass!

After the old man saluted the Dandaoist, he looked at Yang Qing with a smile, which made Yang Qing feel furious.

"Uh... forget it and pretend that I didn't see it, I didn't take action anyway."

Yang Qing drifted away his gaze and divided the field into four camps.

There are men, women, old and young, and the young must be here to compete for the seat. Yang Qing swept around and said that most of these people are arrogant and full of youth!

"Okay, everyone has arrived. Everyone has booked the quota designated by each company. The rest is the quota that is being competed for. Please click out. Let's compete and end the trip early."

As the middle-aged man in black spoke, the eyes of the elders of each family of Nascent Souls signaled, and the genius behind stepped forward and took a step forward.

It was Yang Qing's turn. Yang Qing looked at the Dan Taoist, and nodded as the Dan Taoist, Yang Qing also stepped forward.

"To be fair, I will seal everyone's strength on the foundation building level. You little guys will each catch each other and fight."

The middle-aged man in black waved his hand and four blood-colored seal scripts floated out of his palms and then sank into the four people's bodies.

Yang Qing just felt a force dispersing, and a blood-colored seal was added in his body. His spiritual power could only be used for three or four out of ten.

"It's easy to deal with. I shouldn't have a big problem. Although those people have gone further than me in terms of their understanding of Tao,... no problem!"

He thought to himself that Yang Qing was just glad that a voice came slowly.

"You're the only one! You fight me! You're the weakest!"

A young man who was accustomed to black tights pointed at Yang Qing and said, "He is also at the bottom of the four people. Before he was sealed, he was just like the fifth floor of foundation building. He knew him more or less, and he had heard of him even if he was not good!"

The other two people he couldn't afford to offend, so he could only speak up Yang Qing, the seemingly weakest stranger.

"Tsk, it seems that I'm considered a soft persimmon?"

After shaking his eyebrows, Yang Qing reached out to signal the young man to take action.

"No hurry, haven't asked for advice yet? I think you are very strange. I have never seen you for the younger generation of genius disciples of Daodan Pavilion, I don't seem to have seen you, let alone heard of you."

The young man looked at Yang Qing unscrupulously and said.

"Yang Qing, just an unknown junior, it's not worth mentioning. If you want to beat me up quickly, would you want to stare at me to death?"

Yang Qing looked at the young man with disgust.

"The gods stared at the horse's eyes."

"Hahahaha! This brother has an appetite for me!"

Many people in the crowd burst into laughter.

"You!! Forget it! I don't care about the unknown, anyway, I'm destined to be my defeated general."

He glanced at Yang Qing disdainfully, and the young man reached out and grabbed a long sword and jumped in his hand.

"I wonder how many moves you can take in my hands?"

"Sword Cultivator? Coincidentally, so do I."

An evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a sword hilt appeared in Yang Qing's hand.

"Um?!"

The monks who are at the Golden Dan Realm and above cannot help but squint their eyes.

"An invisible sword? Dan Lao Gui, where did you get it?"

Opposite the middle-aged man in black spoke.

He didn't think that Yang Qing could have the opportunity to obtain such a sword, it was the first time he had seen it in his life.

"It's interesting, I really gave me a surprise. Old Dugu, this is not what I gave it to. I don't have this thing either. It's the first time I've seen it."

Taoist Dan touched his chin and said.

"Pong!"

Just as the two were communicating, Yang Qing and the young man had already started.

The spiritual energy gathered, and both long swords were covered with a layer of fluorescent light.

The moment of the collision, the sword energy exploded! It swelled in the valley.

Everyone who watched the battle around was affected, but in the end, the Dan Taoist reached out to lay a layer of barriers to avoid the pain of sword energy scratching.

"Pong!pong!pong!"

Yang Qing waved with light, and sword lights splashed into the void, and the young man opposite him was not bad. Both of them were sword cultivators, and they had also moved a distance on the sword path. The only difference was the different sword paths.

"Hide the front!"

With his eyes fixed, Yang Qing hiding the sword to the side of his body in a position that the young man could not see, and then swung it out suddenly.

A sword light of more than ten meters cuts the airflow and runs across the void!

"Shui Sword!"

Facing the sword light that was shot up, the young man was not willing to be outdone. The sword was covered with a blue luster, and water droplets flowed on it as the sword swung.

"Buzz!"

A harsh sword sounded, and Yang Qing couldn't help frowning when he heard it. The sound was really too harsh and sour.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

The water droplets passed through, facing the sword light like dense bullets, and then the two canceled out and spread invisibly.

"Tsk, sure enough, there is no mediocre person who can be sent out."

After blinking, Yang Qing flashed and walked upstairs.

"Pong!pong!pong!"

The metal striking sounds were very crisp, and Yang Qing kept sticking to the young man like a maggot on his tars.

In just ten breaths, the two fought for more than a hundred times!

"Tsk! You're so annoying!"

The young man seemed to be unable to stand being stuck like this by Yang Qing. The sword suddenly shook, and a water blade shot out from the sword.

"Tsk."

With a frown, Yang Qing turned sideways, and the water blade rubbed against Yang Qing's nose and swept over.

However, by this sideways, the distance between the young man and Yang Qing was widened.

"Yu!"

The long sword was raised, and a long sword was tilted by the young man's index finger and middle finger, which condensed more than ten small swords made of water.

"It seems...it's a little bit bad."

His eyes narrowed slightly, Yang Qing felt a little painful. Sure enough, once the distance was pulled open, the sects like them would have countless sword techniques and Taoist techniques!...
Chapter completed!