The competition platform is ten feet in radius, which is not small.> ≥ The translucent barrier covers the competition platform to avoid disturbing the outside world.

I saw the young man shouting, stepping on his foot with a brutal step, and stepping on his sword.

It seems that the momentum is fast, but Li Xianyuan seems to be just a mortal gesture. Only the footwork is a bit particular.

Because of the need to hide his shortcomings, Li Xianyuan did not suffer from the spiritual sword battle, but held the spiritual sword in one hand, his black eyes were indifferent, and he rushed towards the young man.

In just a few breaths, the young man had already rushed to within two meters, and Li Xianyuan remained still. Instead, the young man was in a state of conflict and his aura was chaotic. Li Xianyuan was not in trouble in the face of danger, which made him panic.

It was too late to stop again, and the young man opened his eyes and saw Li Xianyuan waving his sword.

Even though there are five ghosts carrying talismans, the young man is still uncontrollably afraid.

At this moment, I suddenly saw a blue sword crossing, and the back of the sword slapped the young man's palm. The latter was painful, his palm retracted, and the iron sword fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

choke--

The sound of the sword being sheathed, the young man covered the back of his red hand and saw that Li Xianyuan had already put the sword in the scabbard behind him.

There was a little gratitude and a little loss in his eyes, and the young man bowed: "Senior Brother Xie kept his hand, but Junior Brother lost."

Li Xianyuan nodded, thought for a while and said, "You have good footwork, and you will definitely achieve success after practicing more."

The young man held a smile: "Thank you for your advice."

Seeing that the competition was over, the outside deacon withdrew from the barrier. He smiled slightly and said to Li Xianyuan: "You won this one."

Li Xianyuan will have three competitions today. This is the first game, the second game in Wei and the third game in You. Each time is separated by one hour, which is used to rest.

One hour later, I thought I would come back to compete as soon as I reached Yangqing Peak. The strength of the flying sword would be exposed again. This place was too noisy. Li Xianyuan simply left the square and found a rather quiet place on the side of the mountain.

There is a lake here. The lake surface is as quiet as a mirror, with rippling waves, autumn trees by the lake and falling leaves floating. Further ahead is a waterfall, and the water flows down from the top of the mountain.

It is far away, so there is no sound of water that shakes the sky, and it only appears and disappears.

Looking around, I suddenly saw a hut standing a hundred feet away by the lakeside, which seemed to be inhabited.

This place is quiet, far from where the disciples live. Those who live here are either elders or hermits. After thinking about it, Li Xianyuan didn't bother. Sitting cross-legged by the lake, quietly looking at the scenery of the lake and mountains.

There is nothing to say on the first day. Li Xianyuan's black and white Taoist robe and a spiritual sword that looked like he was not an ordinary class. The disciples on the other side were under pressure, and the old Gujing Wubo had always had a weak face. He easily defeated the two enemies with psychological pressure alone and entered the second day of the competition.

After the first day of ease, Li Xianyuan was not complacent either. The first two days were screening. As long as you have good luck and have a certain strength, you can easily win. The highlight will be from the third day.

At the hour of You, it was already dark. After the last game, Li Xianyuan was far away from the still noisy square. He found a remote place to call the spiritual sword, stepped on it and stood up with the sword. After half an hour, he fell outside the door of the mansion.

This is helpless. During the six-part competition, he could not take the trump card out.

He pushed the door open and saw that Ning Jiya and his disciples were waiting for him at the dinner table.

This mansion is probably the least sense of immortal cultivation in Chunyang.

Apart from a Taoist robe, he seemed to be in the mortal world.

"Master. Third Senior Brother, Junior Sister." Li Xianyuan walked forward and sat down one by one.

Lu Nianlei's eyes were full, and it was the first day that I thought it would be.

"It's good, I thought you'd have to spend some effort on Xianyuan." Ning Jiya smiled slightly. How could she not see that Li Xianyuan was deliberately hiding her shortcomings.

Li Xianyuan stacked the chopsticks and said, "I thought you were not here by Master."

Ning Jiya shook her head and said, "Why will I stop participating in the competition from two apprentices? Nianlei, I didn't expect that your swordsmanship of Pochun will be practiced to the end of the hall."

Lu Nianlei narrowed her eyes into thin slits and said happily: "It was also the one who broke through a few days ago. Unfortunately, she is still not as good as her senior brother. She won three games without even using her moves."

Lu Nianlei is also there? Li Xianyuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Junior Brother Xianyuan is smart, and he will make the other party bend him with a few simple moves." Ximen also agreed lightly.

It turns out that I have found myself.

Li Xianyuan thought to himself. But I think so, he didn't pay special attention to the others. After the fight, he headed straight to the lake shore.

After dinner, Li Xianyuan returned to her room and said nothing all night.

The next morning, Li Xianyuan rose at the same time as yesterday, and went out at the same time and said at the same time.

The first game today was 20,000 to 10,000. I was lucky enough to meet an outer disciple. I didn’t take too much effort and took more than ten days to get him.

When it comes to the second match, what makes Li Xianyuan's eyes slightly condensed was that the inner disciple of the blue and white Taoist robe was opposite.

The venue is on the edge this time and the stands are clearly visible. In particular, the personal disciples have always been very concerned, and many eyes have been coming here for a while.

Then some whispers dispersed. Someone recognized Li Xianyuan.

When he entered the game, his fame spread, and Yangqing Peak was slightly more famous than him. Everyone knows that the Tower of Tongtian rushed to the seventh floor.

Especially when he lived in seclusion, he rarely showed up. Although some elders said that his qualifications were very poor when he entered the school, he might be because of his behavior.

Li Xianyuan's eyes were slightly condensed, and the inner disciples opposite him looked solemn and were waiting for him in a strong battle.

Buzz —

The two of them stood on the competition stage and the barrier rose.

The competition begins.

choke--

The sword was unsheathed, and the inner disciple clasped his fists at Li Xianyuan: "Senior brother, please."

"Please." Li Xianyuan also clasped his fists.

I wanted to hide it for a while, but it would be exposed the next day...

Li Xianyuan thought to himself, and pulled out the spiritual sword behind him. Yao faced the inner disciple.

Li Xianyuan did not know how to ease his footwork, so he naturally would not move. The inner disciple of the opposite inner sect waited for more than ten days and stopped hesitating, like a light robe!

In just one breath, he approached five feet. Li Xianyuan's black eyes were rising and he stared at the inner disciples' impulse.

"The second level of the fallen leaves sword technique!"

The inner disciple shouted with a sharp shout, a sword technique in the fallen leaves, and the sword shadows all over the sky.

This person dared not hold back, as he would be the strongest offensive!

Li Xianyuan's eyes shrank, and the afterimage had already covered his body, and it was too late to retreat.

Just as he wanted to stop hiding his strength, he used his sword to drive. In an instant, Li Xianyuan suddenly thought of something, holding the hilt of the sword tighter, his whole body condensed, and his innate qi was three feet away from his body. His body did not move forward but retreated, and he rushed into the arms of his inner disciples!

Seeing Li Xianyuan rushing towards him with a sword, the inner disciple panicked and the sword shadow stagnated, but a sword shadow still struck Li Xianyuan with a crisp sound and the Qi shattered. The sword energy cut a thin mouth out of Li Xianyuan's shoulder and the Taoist robe and disappeared.

The inner disciple flew back, Li Xianyuan rushed forward, retreating and advancing. As if he was nervous, the inner disciple knocked his feet and leaned back to the ground. He held up his body and saw Qinghong slashing straight down!

The inner disciple resisted the sword with his sword, and the long sword was shocked, and a few sparks burst out. A small crack was cracked, and the cracks were cracked and the sword body of the inner disciple.

Before I could feel heartbroken, the inner disciple rolled on the spot and got up quickly.

In the hall in front of the square, six elders sat around to communicate.
Chapter completed!