The figures of eight people in the field are intertwined with each other.
The sword intent fills the sky.
The silver spear is cold and chilling.
The blade of the knife shone with cold light.
Xie Lingyan looked at the opponent in front of her.
Feng Linhan, a disciple of the Qingxiao Sect, his weapon is a knife, a very sharp and cold knife, the light of the knife is as bright and sharp as his eyes.
His sword intention is very strong and his sword skills are fast. You can fight with him hundreds of times. His sword does not come out of its sheath easily. Once it comes out of its sheath, it will be a killing move.
Xie Lingyan saw the sharp knife passing by her ear, her long hair was cut off, and her sword missed his slender neck.
It was just a small difference, and each of them almost died at the hands of the other.
A slight mistake can lead to a mistake of a thousand miles.
A sword cannot kill him.
But it was enough to scare him.
The sword intention and the sword intention compete with each other.
Knife skills and sword skills blend into each other.
They don't give in to each other, they are on par with each other, and they are evenly matched.
Who is better?
The two sides once again engaged in close combat.
The sound of swords clashing was sharp and harsh, and the friction sound made people's eardrums hurt and their hearts tremble.
Some of the people watching were looking at Zhuo Qingxuan, and some were looking at Luo Wushuang, but in the end their eyes were all on the main character.
Xie Lingyan was the target, she was the culprit, and everyone present believed that she was the cause of what happened today.
So everyone turned to look, and all eyes were focused on the showdown between her and the Qingxiao Sect's top disciple.
The confrontation between the two sides was earth-shattering.
The light of the sword and the light of the sword meet, the murderous intention is hidden, the swords face each other, and what unfolds is a flawless confrontation like a picture.
Everyone looked at him and sighed, Feng Linhan had a sword, and it was his own sword. He said that others created myths, and then famous weapons were born, and he also wanted to rely on his own fame to make the weapons that he wears unique.
In other words, his sword was forged by himself, not a famous sword or weapon found.
He named his sword the Dark Fire Killing Divine Sword.
The back of the knife was crisscrossed with ravines, flowing with a deep fiery red light.
He has three swords, one is the Soul-Destroying Sword, which is its name, the Nether Fire God-killing Sword, and the other is the Soul-Destroying Sword.
Sword skills also focus on speed, and the murderous intent brought by the sword is more ruthless, more stable, and heavier.
However, the powerful Sinking Soul Sword Intent cannot compare to the gentleness and elegance of the Cold Smoke Sword.
Xie Lingyan saw the three swords of the young and promising disciple of Qingxiao Sect:
One sword kills the soul;
Two swords kill the gods;
Three swords to seize the soul.
The name of the sword is domineering and high-spirited.
But he couldn't cultivate enough.
Maybe it's because he's still young and he still has room for improvement.
Maybe he stopped here and seemed to be unable to find a better sword soul sword heart.
Therefore, she found a flaw in his impeccable sword skills.
Xie Lingyan said, "It's my turn."
Nine Heavens Sword Technique:
A sword draws the god.
Zheng!
Feng Linhan's sword was shaken, and then he was stunned for a moment. He only saw a sword light coming to kill, splitting the sky and killing the world. It was obviously falling from the sky, but he saw sword lights coming from the left and right. Was it coming from above?
Going down, or attacking from both sides? He couldn't tell for a moment.
Xie Lingyan shouted slightly: "One sword to swim the dragon, go."
Feng Linhan was directly knocked away, and his men were thrown out. What sent him away was a series of sword lights.
He hit the ground, leaving several sword marks on his body.
But not fatal.
Xie Lingyan kept her hand.
She has no intention of killing him, but recognizes that he is a good opponent.
Meeting such a person, fighting with so many people, and competing with this young man who was said to have the support of a sword god today, she felt relaxed.
Xie Lingyan was unscathed. She stood there proudly, the sword in her hand reflecting the sunlight, shining with a razor-sharp edge.
"Feng Linhan was actually defeated?"
"Is he so weak?"
"Didn't you say that he is very powerful? He is just a direct disciple of the headmaster of Qingxiao Sect, isn't he? Is this really the God of Swords?"
The sounds of surprise came one after another.
There are all kinds.
Feng Linhan heard it, but didn't react much.
The battle of life and death, the remaining life and death.
As for the win-lose duel, of course there are only winners and losers.
He competed with her, he lost, and he admitted it.
He didn't think this was a shameful thing. There was still a long way to go and there were still opportunities. That was what he was thinking about.
Here, the battle between him and Xie Lingyan ended.
As for Chu Feishuang and Xu Yingzhou, Chu Feishuang lost a little bit of power. Xu Yingzhou was really strong. Qianshanmen's Qianshanwanshui Sword Technique was too vast. Chu Feishuang was not strong enough and was almost beaten away, but Xu Yingzhou stayed.
Qingmian didn't do that.
Of course, Zhuo Qingxuan was always paying attention to the situation on his junior sister's side, so when he saw that she was almost beaten, he was still distracted to help, and even kicked up the stones on the ground and hit her, obviously warning Xu Yingzhou not to hit my people.
Otherwise, I will fight you again and again in the future.
Xu Yingzhou was so angry that he picked up his sword and struck at him, while He Qingyu went over to interfere with the formation of fellow junior fellow student Luo Wushuang.
The eight people were clearly in separate formations, but in the end they became a mess. Only Xie Lingyan and Feng Linhan competed with each other to determine the winner.
He Qingyu asked his fellow junior sister, "Why do you want to help a murderer?"
Luo Wushuang replied, "No, she didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately. If senior brother thinks that killing is an unforgivable crime, then I am equally guilty, because I have killed many people when I was away from home. After all, I am also a murderer."
"You..." He Qingyu was speechless.
To put it this way, he has also killed people, but that is different. When others want to kill him, he kills him out of self-protection. This is because the other person is seeking death, not him.
Luo Wushuang said, "Senior Brother, don't you think this matter is strange? Everyone is targeting Xie Lingyan. How can she be so virtuous and capable? Don't you think there is a more terrifying conspiracy behind it?"
He Qingyu Mingjun's face sank slightly, and he said, "You doubt the leader. Do you know that the disciples' outing this time was arranged by the leader."
"How can it be?"
"You are not in the sect, so of course you don't know, but it was indeed the master who asked us to come. He said that Xie Lingyan is about the same age as us, and it is time for us to prove ourselves, so I came, and when I came here, I
I found that all major disciples from the five major sects are here, and you saw it too."
Luo Wushuang thought, I not only saw it, I also learned it.
What’s behind this?
It couldn't be the matter of Xie Lingyan's murder, nor could it be the petty grudge between Xie Lingyan and the Yulan Sect. It was just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning.
"Elder brother, is the leader here too?" Luo Wushuang asked.
He Qingyu nodded, "The master is also here, but I don't know where he went. I didn't see him. I asked other sect disciples and they didn't see other sect masters either."
Luo Wushuang was very confused, "Do you think the southern royal family took advantage of the power of the major sects?"