Entering the cloud ring, the sword lights are dazzling.

The ones competing at this time were two geniuses from Tianjian Pavilion. Their cultivation levels were both at the early stage of Nascent Soul, and their bodies were filled with astonishing sword intent.

"Qiu Shui Jian He Qi, I have met fellow Taoist!"

"Yangyanjian Zeng Yuman has met fellow Taoist!"

After the two people clasped their fists and bowed, after waiting for a moment, the loud voice of a monk from the Xuantian Sect echoed throughout the Ruiyun Arena.

"The first round of Ruyun, He Qi versus Zeng Yuman, begins!"

As his words fell, applause like a roaring tsunami rang out from all around. On the white cloud platform, two spiritual swords were fighting together, inseparable!

He Qi's Qiu Shui Sword Intent contained a bit of withering power. When the opponent's spiritual power and sword moves came into contact, they would be reduced by half, and the power would be reduced.

Zeng Yuman's Yangyan Sword, on the other hand, was unparalleled in its momentum, opening and closing widely. A fiery red spirit sword, carrying extremely powerful flames, struck at He Qi.

For a moment, all that was seen was sword energy flying on the field, flames and sword light coexisting, and the two were engaged in a hearty battle!

The monks who had been cheering outside the field were all concentrating on watching the sword moves and attacks of the two men, and occasionally expressed a few comments in their hearts. This competition between Yuanying Tianjiao made them happy in their hearts!

"Look at the Autumn Water Sword. Although it looks like it's at a disadvantage, its sword intent is like a tarsal maggot, making it impossible for the Yang Yan Sword to escape!"

"That's right! But after all, Yangyan Sword is also an extremely fierce sword technique in our Tianjian Pavilion, and it is extremely powerful! It depends on whether Zeng Yuman can break through He Qi's sword perimeter. Once he breaks through, he can catch the opponent off guard!"

"Sure enough, Yang Yanjian couldn't bear it any longer and started using sword moves in advance, hoping for a quick victory!"

I saw the Yangyan Sword desperately trying to distance itself from the Qiushui Sword, and then its eyes condensed, and the entire red sword body also exuded a terrifying aura.

"Fire Flame Sky!"

The Yangyan Sword was swung out, and the entire Ruiyun Arena was filled with a sea of ​​fire, just like the heaven and earth filled with flames.

Under the influence of the surrounding flames, the scope of Qiu Shui Sword's radiation was also much smaller. Then the flames with spiritual power rushed toward Qiu Shui Sword crazily. After the flames, Yang Yan Sword used its sword moves to press forward.

This offensive was like a tidal wave, leaving no room for the opponent to stop.

Seeing his move, Qiu Shui Jian directly drew the ground as a prison, and a yellow-green water column surged directly into the sky, wrapping him up to block the surrounding flame attacks.

The Qiu Shui Sword in the water column was in a slightly weird posture. He squatted down and held the sword in both hands. A bit of withered yellow sword light appeared on the tip of his sword.

"Fell into a trap!" He Qi smiled. Who said his Qiushui Sword was less powerful?

Although his sword moves are not as overwhelming and powerful as those of the Yang Yan Sword, the penetrating power and explosive power of the autumn water condensed on a thin line cannot be underestimated.

"Autumn water is on the line!"

The Qiu Shui Sword straightened out and stabbed forward, facing the Yang Yan Sword that was slashing in flames.

The shadow of the sword flashed past, and the autumn water collided with the fierce flames, causing a strong storm to explode directly on Ruyun Lei, roaring! Fortunately, the white cloud platform of Ruiyun Lei was specially made, so it did not fall apart.

After one move, smoke and dust were everywhere, water mist filled the sky, and the spiritual power in it was also very chaotic. The people around him didn't know what was going on inside.

"What's wrong? Is there a winner?"

"The spiritual power inside is so chaotic, I don't even know who won!"

As everyone watched with bated breath, the smoke dispersed, revealing the two people inside.

Both Qiu Shui Jian and Yang Yan Sword stood tall, and no one fell down. But when they saw that half of Qiu Shui Jian's sleeves had been burned by the flames, even his body was a little charred.

Everyone exclaimed in their hearts, "Did Qiu Shui Jian lose?"

On the Ruyun Arena, Qiu Shui Sword and Yang Yan Sword stood apart from each other. Qiu Shui Jian said calmly: "Fellow Taoist's flaming sword intent is so overbearing that even my fifth-grade treasured clothes cannot guard against it."

Yang Yanjian stood silently, and after a little distance, his right hand holding the sword suddenly shook, and bursts of blood flowed from his right hand. After inhaling, he said in shock: "Fellow Taoist, the Qiushui line is the strongest I have ever seen.

If you directly destroy my right hand that holds the sword, it won't be cured within ten or eight years."

Qiu Shuijian smiled heartily and said: "I agree! However, we monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul are just here to have a show. We don't want to win or lose, we just want to be wonderful!"

The two looked at each other, smiled, and retreated.

"In the first round of the Cloud Arena, Qiushui Sword He Qisheng wins! Yangyan Sword Zeng Yuman falls into the loser group!"

A loud voice spread throughout the world, telling everyone the result.

Some monks who were not strong enough did not see the result at all. They thought that Yang Yanjian won. However, since the results were announced, Qiushui Sword must have won. After all, there is still the Master of Tianjian Pavilion here to supervise the production, so it must not be

There may be fraud.

Another burst of cheers rang out from all around.

After the Qiushui Sword and Yang Yanjian exited the stage, they did not leave and went directly to the auditorium, where their fellow disciples were also there. They could also enjoy the upcoming competition. If they could see their opponents in the next round, they would be happy in their hearts.

There can be a bottom.

"Senior brother, it's such a pity. I originally thought I could advance to a few more rounds, but I didn't expect that I met Qiushui Sword who was somewhat restrained by you, and went directly to the loser group."

When the Yangyan Sword returned to the colorful mist, people immediately gathered around it, and a monk who looked like a junior brother said regretfully.

Yang Yanjian went over and rubbed his head, and said with a smile: "What a pity. We monks in the early stage of Yuanying, except for that person, basically have no ability to defeat the monks in the middle stage of Yuanying. It should end as soon as possible and feel at ease as soon as possible."

Having said that, he was still a little depressed in his heart. After all, even though he knew there were many difficulties, he still wanted to shine in the Ruyun Arena. But those who could participate in the Ruyun Arena were all the geniuses in the sect, and no one was weak.

of.

Outside, Yang Yanjian is still confident that he can kill monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and even fight with monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, and he can escape safely. It's just that the standards of this cloud-entering ring are too high.

Li Xiulin followed Qin Mufeng and sat on the high seat. At this time, Qin Mufeng said to Li Xiulin.

"Little friend, how about my Yuanying Tianjiao of Xuantian Clan? Although he is a little inferior to you, he is not bad. Both of them are monks of Tianjian Pavilion."

Li Xiulin also admired the strength of those two people in his heart. According to his guess, those two people in the Fallen Immortal Pond were stronger than the three secret Nascent Soul mid-level monks who killed him in the palace.

At this time, he said: "Senior, the genius of your sect is worthy of the word genius. Not only is he young, but his strength is also extremely outstanding!"

Although Li Xiulin was praising those two people, Qin Mufeng, the master of Tianjian Pavilion, looked very proud as if he had heard himself being praised.

I saw him smile heartily and said: "Hahaha, little friend, the following competition will be more exciting. Our Xuantianmen still has Wenxuan Pavilion, their skills are as outstanding as the swordsmanship of my Tianjian Pavilion!

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Chapter completed!