"I have lived in Wu Nan for a hundred years. My first time in the Central Plains was to create his own name in the world of great cultivation and test the sword, so I would naturally not refuse."

Li Yao said coldly, "However, along the way, I have suppressed the murderous intent and have never taken action. I just want to find a partner worthy of attack!"

"You are not worth my attack!"

Jie Xinghuo laughed furiously: "Hahahahahaha, I didn't expect that the monk Wuman was so good at talking except for the snake dancing and masturbation. He just didn't know if your swords were as sharp as your tongue!"

Li Yao narrowed his eyes and said sinisterly: "Okay, okay, okay, since fellow Taoist Jie is determined to die, I am naturally willing to become a beauty. However, a shrimp soldier and crab general like you is not enough. Do you have any senior brothers, masters, friends, etc., hurry up and invite them, find ten or eight, and list all the ways you want to die one by one. This person keeps it so that you can get what you want!"

"you……"

Jie Xing was so angry that he looked like Venus.

"You won't go!"

In Li Yao's eyes, two small green flames flashed again and shot towards the depths of Jie Xinghuo's soul.

Even though he was showing off his power, Li Yao didn't really want to start a murder.

He has killed countless people in his life, but he is the one who should be killed.

He punished the crime because of his words and killed people in anger. This is not what a cultivator who grew up in a modern cultivation civilization and legal society should do.

Two green fires entered Jie Xinghuo's brain and exploded with a "bang", causing Jie Xinghuo to tremble suddenly. The surrounding world seemed to turn into green, like a ghost creature. Looking at Li Yao again, he looked like a hideous ghost king!

Cold sweat suddenly oozed out of his forehead, and then he realized that he had really offended a person who was extremely difficult to mess with. He said "ah" and was determined to be on the spot.

Li Yao glanced out of the corner of his eye, and Ling Lanyin and several Lingxiao swordsmen walked towards the place.

Obviously, this little girl was afraid that he would kill him in a disagreement, and even asked Lingshan Dao to retaliate afterwards, causing endless trouble.

When Li Yao saw that he was ready, he stopped, shook his sleeves, turned around and left.

The small dispute quickly spread around, and many monks pointed at the two of them, and the name "Sir Lingjiu" was also spread among the mouths of many monks.

After hearing the four words "Sir Lingjiu", Qi Zhongdao once again cast a solemn and suspicious look at Li Yao.

This made Li Yao's evaluation of him a level lower.

Li Yao stared at Yan Liren. The dwarf Nascent Soul had finished calculating the sky, but he swept his eyes one by one to the monks present. His eyes were still dazed, his lips were still trembling, and ten thick and short fingers were scattering randomly, not knowing what they were calculating.

This time, his eyes were also projected on Li Yao.

However, the two of them did not collide, but were like two wisps of blue smoke, interspersed with each other lightly.

Li Yao could feel that Yan Liren did not regard himself as a "person", but was an object, an obstacle on the sword test field.

Li Yao suddenly understood what Yan Liren was calculating in a daze.

He calculated how many "obstacles" there were on the sword test field, as well as the size, distribution and positioning of these obstacles, how much impact would the fight have!

"Yan Li people are sure to win!"

Li Yao said in his heart that he could use the head on his neck to guarantee it!

At this time, Ling Lan changed into a purple long skirt and walked to the "bull's eye" in the center of the sword test field.

Starting from the bull's eye, the circles of rings on the ground made a "buzzing" sound, releasing a strong fluctuation of psychic energy.

"Dear seniors and fellow Taoists, welcome to attend our five-year Longquan Conference!"

Ling Lan continued to bow to all directions, "Every time at the Longquan Conference, in addition to displaying the various weapons and magic weapons that our sect has refined in the past five years, she will also display some of the ancient treasures we have collected from all over the ancient sage world for comments and research by seniors and fellow Taoists!"

"This year's Longquan Conference is even better than previous years, but there are three ancient spiritual swords from the prehistoric era that have completed the sacrifice and refining!"

"The famous swordsman in ancient times were called before the sword was cast. Before the Chijin Mountain was cast, the mountain broke out of tin, and the river was dried up for thousands of years. When the sword was cast, the Thunder Lord broke out of iron, the rain nun was pouring water, the dragon held the furnace, the Emperor of Heaven installed charcoal, the sword master followed the will of heaven, and worked hard to make and grind the gods for ten years! After the sword was completed, the gods returned to heaven, and the Chijin Mountain was closed as before, and the waves of the river rose again!"

"The three ancient spiritual swords completed by my new sacrifice cannot be cast in such a magical method, but their sharpness is quite impressive!"

"If such an ancient sword wants to stimulate its full strength, it must be two unparalleled masters!"

"This time, my sect was fortunate to invite Zhengyi, the head of Taixuan Dao Taishen, to come here in person, and test the sword with my elder Yan Liren. There are so many predecessors and fellow Taoists to observe. It really makes my sect shine and glorious, and it is so honorable!"

Ling Lanyin's words aroused a "buzzing" sound, especially the monks on Taixuan Dao's side, whose faces became particularly ugly.

The first news they received was that the Ziji Sword Sect had recently completed a secret sword in the prehistoric world, and wanted to use this sword to compete with Qi Zhongdao's "Fan Tian Seal".

Unexpectedly, the Ziji Sword Sect refined it was not an ancient sword, but three!

However, this is the battle in the cultivation world. Magic weapons are also part of their strength. As long as they can hold them and their spiritual energy can be activated, of course, they can use as many magic weapons as they have. Not to mention three, they have to play thirty swords in one breath, which is also their ability.

"The Ziji Sword Sect did not relax in order to keep his mouth firmly, and he really took out the coffin book."

Li Yao said in his heart that he is more and more looking forward to this battle. What is the so-called "Secret Sword of the Prehistoric World" and "Fan Tian Seal"?

"The ancient spiritual sword is extremely powerful, and the Fantian Seal is the best treasure in the world. When it hits each other, it will inevitably be affected!"

Ling Lanyin continued, "My sect has set up ten levels of defensive restrictions on the sword test field. Seniors and fellow Taoists, please do what you can and choose a viewing location that suits you to avoid unreasonable damage!"

"Wave,!"

With Ling Lanyin's words, the ten rings embedded on the ground emerged one after another to defend inwardly, like transparent eggshells, constantly lying on the sword test field.

Only then did Li Yao understand the meaning of this huge "arrow target" on the ground.

The powerful dialogue between Qi Zhongdao and Yan Liren holding peerless divine weapons was of course huge and powerful. The shock waves that were blasted out by both sides and the fragments that splashed out by magic weapons may hurt others.

There are ten rounds of arrow targets on the ground. If you stand at the outermost point to watch the battle, you can get the protection of the ten levels of defense restrictions. Even if magic weapons fragments penetrate the ten levels of restrictions, they must have been greatly weakened and weak.

Of course, if you rely on your strength and are not afraid of being affected by the duel between the two masters, you can stand inside.

The closer you get to the "bull's eye", the fewer the number of layers of prohibited protection and the higher the risk factor.

Because the psychic shield itself is full of colorful light waves, and it will slightly distort the surrounding space. Through ten layers of colorful prohibitions, the scene inside must be quite blurry.

Only when you stand inside will you see something clearer. This is the same as buying tickets and watching football games.

This is the time to test the audience's strength and courage.

Relying on his strong spiritual power and profound cultivation, if you want to clearly observe the two masters' competition, you can naturally stand at the center and be close at a distance.

If you just come to join in the fun and think about your life, then you should stand back!

In the past, there were also some tragedies that accidentally hurt others at the Longquan Conference. Many monks were familiar with this set of rules. When arc-shaped defensive restrictions slowly arose, most cultivators retreated.

Some people left the third floor, some people left the fifth and seventh floor, and some people left the floor in one breath. Seeing that there were no fellow Taoists around them, their old face turned red and gritted their teeth and advanced two levels.

Only thirty or fifty masters of the Nascent Soul level, as well as the powerful Jindan who slapped the swollen face and pretended to be fat, were still standing on the inside, which was unprotected and could be swept into the position of the two masters at any time.

Li Yao is naturally one of them.

He wrapped his arms around and stared at Yan Liren coldly, but turned a blind eye to the doubts he had cast to him by those old Nascent Soul monsters who had also become famous in the "first circle".

The Xinghuo of Lingshan Road retreated three times, looking for his best friends and elders, while locking in Li Yao's position.

When he saw that Li Yao had not retreated but advanced and entered the first round, he couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning, and his teeth became more and more painful.

"Mr. Jie, why are you so panicked!"

A fat man with big head and ears, afraid that he was not a super fat man with three or five hundred pounds, shook his fat body and arched to him.

"Uncle Liao!"

Jie Xinghuo seemed to have grabbed the life-saving straw, and hurriedly bowed deeply, gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Master Mingjian, the witch and man cultivator Lingjiu just now said shamelessly. Not only did he insult our Lingshan Dao, but he also humiliated the reputation of Zhengyi Zhenren. Even our entire Daqian cultivation world was ridiculed by him to be out of tune!"

"What else did he say? Let my nephew find ten or eight masters, uncle comes and go forward to die together. This is not even Mr. Liao's 'Qishan Road', I take it seriously!"

"Well, I naturally heard your conversation."

"Uncle Liao" said with a smile, and the two little eyes filled with fat meat showed a sharp murderous intent. "The frog in the well that came out of Wu Nan's corner was so arrogant that it was so ridiculous!"

"Where is this fellow Lingjiu now? Hey, do you dare to stand in the first round?"

"Uncle Liao" turned his eyes and laughed silently, "Can you be such an inexplicable madman, you don't even know the power of the Longquan Conference! Let's see how he will show his misfortune later!"

"bite!"

The sound of swords and swords lingering sounds gradually stopped the noise of everyone present, and an irresistible solemn aura slowly emerged.

All viewers stand in different circles.

Qi Zhongdao and Yan Liren, Tie Sheng and Jian Chi slowly walked towards the "bull's eye" in the center of the sword test field!
Chapter completed!