The heart of Sword Valley.

A bluestone battle platform stood on the battlefield. On the battlefield, a disciple of the weapon sect and a disciple of the sword sect fought with a sword.

The performance is particularly inspiring when spiritual power surges.

The turbulent spiritual power fluctuations can be clearly felt at his position.

The old man brought Chu Yan to the place where the weapon gate was located.

Because the focus is on the battle stage at this moment, no one pays attention to Chu Yan.

The old man who brought Chu Yan sat down in the row of seats in front of the instrument door.

You can see that there are eight old men there.

There are also eight seats in the same row in Jianmen direction.

“This exchange will be interesting!”

Baitu sent a voice transmission: "It is held once a month. It seems that although the instrument sect is hidden in the world, its internal progress and practice have never fallen behind!"

Walking in secret usually reduces the strength of the sect.

The Qi Sect can promote the practice of the disciples below by holding communication once a month.

This way, we can maintain the best condition.

Chu Yan nodded. This time he came here by chance, and happened to meet this exchange meeting.

As he thought, a sword chant sounded, the disciples on the Qimen were defeated directly.

"Sword Gate wins!"

The old voice sounded, and Chu Yan was the opening of the elder of Jianmen.

"Sorry, junior brother, you are still a little weaker than Jian!"

The disciples of Jianmen were smiling.

"Thank you, my senior brother, for your help. I have learned a lot this time. I will defeat you next time!"

The other man's face turned red, and after saying that, he walked down with his sword.

The disciple of the Jianmen looked smiling.

Their exchange meeting will be held every month.

The content of communication is rotation.

Last month was the exchange of refining weapons, and this month was the exchange of swordsmanship.

The man raised his head and looked towards the instrument door and said, "Who else is coming up!"

You should know that if you win three games in a row, you can choose a set of martial arts and win five games, and you will receive personal guidance from the elders.

In ten games, they can challenge the top presence of both sides.

Even if you lose, you will be a glorious existence in this artifact sect.

"I'll do it!"

At this time, a disciple of the weapon sect rushed up. As soon as his right hand spread out, a sword appeared in his hand and rushed directly towards the man in the sword sect.

The man from the Sword Sect also faced the battle with attention.

"Will you participate later?"

Bai Tu looked at it and found it interesting, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on Chu Yan.

"Forget it!"

Chu Yan shook his head and said, "It's so eye-catching. If you are discovered, it won't be a good end!"

"Haha, different!"

When Bai Tu heard this, he immediately laughed: "You are using the identity of the Artifact Sect now! If you win, you will also bring honor to the people of the Artifact Sect. The people of the Artifact Sect will definitely be grateful to you! And the sword sect is celebrating strength, the stronger you are, the more respect you can be!"

"Not necessarily, I'm afraid it's annoying!"

Chu Yan shrugged helplessly.

"Haha, maybe it's true in other sects, but it's unlikely to be here!"

Bai Tu smiled and said, "Didn't you find the atmosphere here very peaceful?

Even if you lose, there is no such thing as being too anxious to be a slut."

Chu Yan's eyes were strange, and that's true.

As he thought, the game on the battlefield had become fierce, and it didn't last long. The sword shadows circulated, and the sword gate people retreated, and at his waist, his clothes were broken.

"The weapon gate wins!"

An old voice sounded, and this time the person who spoke was from the utensil.

When the old man from Jianmen opposite heard this, he immediately blew his beard and stared at him.

You know, this is divided in times.

The final exchange is over, and see how many times both sides win.

Although they are of the same clan, there are still competitions in secret.

This time their target of Sword Gate is more than half of the weapon Gate.

"I'll do it this time!"

At this time, a young man from Jianmen jumped up, and many screams of exclamation came from all around him.

Judging from the exclamation, you can tell that this person is very strong.

Chu Yan was a little confused, and at this time he heard the voice of a conversation beside him.

"It's Wei Yunzhong's senior brothers. He is very strong. I'm afraid it's the first step in the empty sect now?"

"I don't know the specific details, but now I am definitely a genius who has emerged from the Jianmen. I guess one person can beat ten!"

Although Wei Yunzhong is not as strong as the most genius of the Artifact Sect, he looks at the entire Artifact Sect and is definitely a genius.

He is deeply respected and loved by the people in the sect.

Seeing Wei Yunzhong coming up, the people in the sect looked helpless at the same time. If they wanted to defeat Wei Yunzhong, they might have to let the strongest person in their sect take action.

"Hey, didn't this guy go into seclusion? Why did he come out?"

Amid the discussion, a figure fell on it.

Chu Yan looked up and found the difference between the person who came up with the other party.

First, there is the gap in levels, followed by sword energy.

Because his soul split is a sword soul, he feels very sensitive to these things.

As he thought, this person was defeated not long after.

At this time, a person from the weapon sect came on the stage again, but with the same result, he eventually lost.

When the third and even the fourth ones also lost, you can see the old man in the seat in front of the sword gate with a smug smile on his face.

The elder on the side of the artifact sect was not very good-looking.

"Next!"

The sword in Wei Yunzhong's hand swung, arrogant and arrogant. It really took a beat of ten.

The sound fell and the instrument door looked at each other.

Because this is a failure.

The elders of the sect looked embarrassed. Isn’t this Wei Yunzhong coming up so early to bully people?

Just when no one had gone up for a long time, a voice sounded, "Since there is no one, then I'll do it!"

The sound fell and a figure fell on it.

That's right, this person is nothing but Chu Yan.

In fact, he originally planned to delay it, but after seeing that no one had gone up for a long time, he simply came up.

According to Baitu, I have to go up sooner or later, so it’s good to take a step earlier.

Seeing that there were still people up, the people below breathed a sigh of relief.

The elder in the Yimen Seat was less embarrassed, because no one had been on the table for a long time and needed to name the name.

If you name it, it would be an embarrassing existence.

"Where is your sword!"

Wei Yunzhong looked at Chu Yan who came up and didn't think much about it.

Chu Yan pondered for a while, and after raising his hand, an exquisite long sword appeared in his hand.

This sword was once given to him by Su Yan'er, and he had hardly used it since he put it away.
To be continued...