The next day, Bogda Plaza.

The crowds are like a tide, and thousands of people are crowded. Today, the sky is beautiful, the rising sun shines brightly, and the blue sky is as clear as the sky.

Eight of eleven small sword controversies have been removed, three are retained, surrounded by large sword controversies.

A middle-aged man in gray robe appeared in the square formation of the Motian Sect, causing a sensation among the crowd. From a distance, he looked sober and elegant, with a majestic expression. In his every move, he was like a mountain surrounded by dragons and tigers, and was surrounded by mountains and mountains.

With this person's arrival.

Gongsun Xin, the head of the Joy Building, Yi Yang Muxue, the palace master of the Meihua Immortal Palace, Sikong Yu, the head of the Tiejian Sect, and Yuchi Wuji, the head of the Dashijian Sect, etc., all stood up one after another and bowed to Xiao Tianyang to salute.

This person is Xiao Tianyang, the leader of the Motian Sect.

Long Qingyun was secretly amazed that the respect Xiao Tianyang received when he appeared was indeed extraordinary.

It was already six o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Yunong stood in the center of the large swordsmanship and whispered: "I announce the rules of the competition: the top nine players are divided into three groups, and the first place in each group enters the top three, competing for the championship, the second and third place."

After a pause, Jiang Yunong continued: "Each group has entered the top six, competing for fourth, fifth and sixth place; each group has entered the top nine, competing for seventh, seventh, eighth and ninth place!"

"Now, I announce that the qualifying competition for the sect disciples has officially begun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, three middle-aged men in gray robe had already walked to the three sword competition stages, and they were the three first-rate martial masters.

The Motian Sect was indeed a big deal and casually sent three masters from the Martial Master realm as referees.

For the second-tier sects, such as the Dashi Sword Mansion, Xuanyang Sect, and Xingyun Pavilion, there are only one or two martial masters at the same time, and this is also included in the Tai Sect Master who lives behind the scenes.

The high-pitched voices of the three referees rang:

"No. 1 Sword Controversy Platform, Ren Kuang of the Motian Sect - Long Qingyun of the Iron Sword Gate - Chu Qiuman of the Meihua Immortal Palace!"

"No. 2 Road Sword Platform, Xiao Yucheng of the Skyscraper Sect - Meiluoxuan of the Joyful Tower - Nangong Yanran of the Meihua Immortal Palace!"

"Road No. 3 Sword Platform, Joy Lou Gongsun Jie - Yuchi Jingxuan of Dashi Sword Mansion - Sikong Xuan of Tiejianmen!"

The number plate in Long Qingyun's hand rang:

"No. 1 Sword Controversy Platform, Ren Kuang of the Motian Sect - against Long Qingyun of the Iron Sword Sect." Seeing this word suddenly, Long Qingyun felt a little upset:

"My goodness, I was actually assigned to the same group as Ren Kuang. Is this the group of death?"

Although he was a little nervous, Long Qingyun's expression was extremely calm, with his head held high and his chest calmly headed towards the No. 1 Sword Contest.

Ren Kuang, wearing a purple dress.

He walked onto the No. 1 sword competition platform with a strong and handsome face, and always had a calm expression. The 18-year-old ninth-grade martial emperor master was like a pride of heaven.

Ren Kuang's reputation in the Motian Sect is even more famous than Xiao Yucheng, the son of the sect leader. Although Xiao Yucheng also has the cultivation level of the ninth-rank Martial Emperor, he is already 19 years old.

Ren Kuang's talent is undoubtedly above Xiao Yucheng. The 18-year-old Ren Kuang naturally became the most popular player in this competition.

Long Qingyun pulled out the Zhanlu sword and pointed at the void.

A sneer appeared on Ren Kuangjun's face, and he stretched out the space ring with his right thumb. Suddenly, a golden sword appeared in his hand.

There was a faint sound of a dragon roar, but it turned out to be a peerless sword called Dragon roar!

Ren Kuang held the sword in his hand and became awe-inspiring!

Long Qingyun was slightly stunned: "This person is indeed well-known. Before he took action, he had already released a powerful aura. This power of pressure has obviously entered the threshold of the Martial Master!"

"You have actually reached the realm of Martial Master?" Long Qingyun said in surprise.

"You know it too late, die!" Ren Kuang slashed at Long Qingyun with a sharp sword.

It is simple and clear, clean and neat, without any extra movement! A powerful force that was destroyed and mixed with the sound of dragon roars rose into the air on the No. 1 sword competition platform.

"Not good!" Long Qingyun suddenly felt the threat of death. This force was too terrible, comparable to the internal force of the military master Yu Jingzhou.

Suddenly, Long Qingyun raised his sword to block it.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang.

Long Qingyun's body was like straw, and was knocked away by Ren Kuang with a sword.

In the air, the powerful force in Long Qingyun's body burst out, and the thrown body finally fell.

"Bang!" landed on the ground.

However, Ren Kuang's sword was so powerful that even though Long Qingyun landed on the ground, his body was constantly retreating.

Long Qingyun glanced at him and found that he was less than two meters away from the edge of the sword competition platform.

In a hurry, Long Qingyun suddenly inserted the Zhanlu sword to the ground.

From a distance, the marble on the No. 1 sword stage was plowed and flew.

Even so, when Long Qingyun stopped, he had already reached the edge of the sword competition platform.

Thunderous applause burst out in the crowd!

Ren Kuang from the Motian Sect is indeed extraordinary. With one move, he almost made the dark horse Long Qingyun, the ranking match, almost fall from the stage!

"It's so dangerous!" Sikongyi sighed and breathed a sigh of relief. Sikongyu glanced at Sikongyi and smiled slightly:

"Don't worry, second brother, I have great confidence in Qingyun, this disciple!"

Ren Kuang on the No. 1 Sword Contest Stage was tall and straight, holding a sword, and a curved curve appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Huh? This guy is quite capable. He used 90% of his strength to catch it?"

At the Sword Controversy Platform No. 2, Xiao Yucheng, the Skyscraper Sect, and Mei Luoxuan, were fighting fiercely, and the battle was difficult to resolve.

At the No. 3 Sword Controversy Platform, Yuchi Jingxuan and Xiyuelou Gongsun Jie collided with swords and swords, making a shocking sound.

I don’t know if it was the organizing committee intentionally or a coincidence. The three women, Chu Qiuman, Nangong Yanran and Sikong Xuan, did not play in the first round.

Instead, the six male disciples were in the starting lineup, and as soon as they appeared, they set off a terrifying war and climaxes began!

Long Qingyun wiped a thread of blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled at Ren Kuang:

"Everyone says you are the number one master of the younger generation of the four major sects. Let this rumor be terminated today!"

"Just you?" Ren Kuang looked arrogant, as if he was looking at a fool, staring at Long Qingyun, his eyes full of sneer.

"No, it's me, let's take the move!" As soon as he finished speaking, Long Qingyun carried the sword forward and slowly stabbed it.

Ren Kuang laughed instead of anger and said with contempt:

"Boy is looking for death!" While speaking, the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand was used out and roared towards Long Qingyun.

"Swish!" The dragon roar sword pierced through the void and rushed forward, and the mountains and rivers changed color!

Long Qingyun looked calm, and the Zhan Lu sword in his hand was neither too fast nor too fast, and he moved forward smoothly.

A strange thing appeared on Ren Kuang's proud face.
Chapter completed!