Chapter 96 The land of the deadly battle! The arrogant Spirit Sword Sect!
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Qing Xi looked coldly at Bai Ya who was approaching her, her pretty fair face turned cold, and another talisman appeared on her sword finger.
"Woo~" Bai Ya hesitated when he saw her talisman, his face was full of grievances, and he cried out in grievances.
Seeing that Qing Xi was about to throw out the talisman in her hand.
When Bai Ya saw this, he quickly backed away and kept a safe distance from her.
Seeing this little pervert retreating, Qing Xi put away the talisman in her hand.
"Hu~hu~hu~hu~" The night wind howled extremely violently.
The bluebird is swooping down quickly.
Everyone in the Qingweizong lowered their heads and looked at the valley below.
"A place of deadly battle!" Xiao Li whispered secretly, spitting out these four words.
They've arrived!
The last time I came here, it was a snow valley.
Now, the white snow has long melted.
"Ah~~~"
"ah!"
Faintly, just like last time, Xiao Li heard a disembodied wailing sound.
He seemed to be screaming and crying.
The blue bird did not fall directly into the valley, but landed on a mountain peak.
Qingxuan said: "There is a large formation in the place of deadly battle, and the leaders of the six major sects need to join forces to close the formation and enter.
If you break in by force, you will be destroyed by the formation."
Because of this, after the deadly battle, no one can take out the piles of corpses.
Taoist Qingxuan once said that the souls of those who died in battle will not be able to transcend if their corpses are here.
All the time, I am suffering from pain and torture.
Every sect wants to take these corpses out so that their disciples can be relieved and rest in peace.
But only the winner can.
"If we fight tomorrow, we will either win or become a pile of withered bones here."
Xuan Jing made a sound.
"Hey~~~" Suddenly, he sighed again.
He entered Weizong of the Qing Dynasty early and had already experienced many deadly battles.
Although he was lucky enough to survive time and time again.
But here are his classmates who he once fought to the death with.
"Wang Xi, Ku'e, this time, I will try my best to bring you back." Xuanjing stared at the valley and said to the corpses in the valley.
Xiao Li is still running Qingwei Gang Lei at this moment to protect his sister.
On this mountain peak, the night wind was extremely cold, even biting and eerie.
"Boy Xiao Li, let me do it." When Qingxuan saw him, he said to him.
"You are going to fight tomorrow, so have a good rest."
"Okay~" After hearing Qingxuan's words, Xiao Li handed over his sister Xiao Ying to him.
Qingxuan also held it, and started to use Qingwei Gang Lei.
At this moment, the sky has become gray.
It should be dawn soon.
On the top of the mountain where they were, thick clouds and mist were floating.
"The people from the Lingjian Sect are here." Suddenly, Qing Xi spoke.
Beautiful eyes penetrated the heavy fog and looked at the top of the mountain opposite.
There are a total of six majestic peaks here, surrounding them, forming a valley below, which has become the place where the deadly battle is today.
At this time, Xiao Li also looked ahead. In the heavy fog, there were figures looming there.
"Sword is different!" Qingxuan spat out these two words.
Xiao Li knew that this name was exactly the name of the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect.
"Qingxuan!" A shout came next.
In the void, within the rolling clouds and mist, a huge eagle appeared, which was actually a fiery red color.
At a glance, it looks like a sea of fire burning in the sky.
Above the Fire Eagle, four figures were standing proudly.
Among them, a middle-aged man stood proudly at the front, with an extremely powerful aura, like a sword soaring to the sky.
"He must be the master of the Spirit Sword Sect!" Xiao Li looked at him and murmured softly.
There have long been rumors in the world that this Jianyi is also a strong man who has understood the way of swordsmanship.
Almost everyone in the Lingjian Sect practices the martial arts of the sword, but he is the only one who understands the martial arts of the sword.
Xiao Li looked at him with a strange feeling in his heart.
It is the resonance of fellow practitioners and understanding of kendo.
"It is rumored that the weapon used by this person is also a mysterious sword." Xiao Li said secretly in his heart.
Then, he said to Taoist Qingxuan: "If we can win this deadly battle, I will ask the Lingjian Sect to hand over the Xuanjian."
"Okay." Taoist Qingxuan agreed.
"Which one of you is Xiao Li?" As the Fire Eagle approached, a young voice shouted.
The Fire Eagle stopped in front of them, suspended in mid-air.
Xiao Li did not expect that someone would actually look for him.
He followed the sound and saw that it was a man in white clothes, about nineteen or twenty years old.
He also had sword power on his body, but it couldn't be compared to Jian Yi.
A swordsman who has not yet understood the way of the sword.
"I'm Xiao Li." Xiao Li responded.
"Oh, you are Xiao Li." The young man's eyes had already fallen on Xiao Li, looking him up and down.
But soon, his brows furrowed slightly, "But the adversity of Eight-Rank Xuan? It seems that the rumors are just rumors and exaggerated."
"I heard that you have mastered the art of swordsmanship?" the young man asked Xiao Lidao.
"That's right." Xiao Li replied.
"Heh." The man smiled, "My name is Jian Jue, you should have heard of my name.
In the battle tomorrow, I will cut off the head of your kendo genius, step on your bones, and achieve my kendo."
"You are very confident in yourself." Xiao Li said to him.
His cultivation level is in the ninth-grade overlord realm. Now, Xiao Li doesn't take him seriously at all.
"Let's wait and see tomorrow." Jian Jue said again.
After finishing speaking, he added:
"So what if I understand the way of swordsmanship? If my swordsmanship can't kill even one mysterious person, then I've been practicing like a dog all these years."
"Qingxuan, I originally thought that your Qingwei Sect would not participate in the war this year. If the war continues, your Qingwei Sect may really be wiped out." At this time, the leader of the Lingjian Sect, Jian Yi, spoke out.
His eyes scanned these Qingwei Sect disciples and stopped at Xuanjing and Qingxi.
"These two survived last year by luck, and compared with the previous year, they are much better.
Why is there a female doll?"
Finally, Jian Yi looked at Luo Luo.
Seeing him looking at her, Luoluo smiled gently at him.
At this moment, she was standing on the ground, her body was not floating.
"Jian Yi, have you brought your [Shi Zhan Xuan Sword]?" Qing Xuan asked him.
Hearing Qingxuan's words, Jianyi smiled: "Ha, what? Do you really want to win? Do you still want me to hand over the Shizhanxuan Sword?"
"Let's wait and see tomorrow." Qingxuan said to Jian Yi using Jian Jue's words just now.
"Okay, wait and see! Let's go!"
After Jian Yi said these words, the fire eagle under the four Lingjian Sect members suddenly moved and flew back towards the mountain peak where their Lingjian Sect disciples were.
Xiao Li quietly watched their figures disappearing quickly, and suddenly said:
"Is that the strongest disciple of the Lingjian Sect? Not very good, not as good as the former Yuehua Sect's Tianhuang."
"That Jianjue you are talking about?" Taoist Qingwei asked him.
"Yes." Xiao Li nodded.
"Although Jianjue is in the ninth-grade Overlord realm, he is not the most powerful.
Among those people just now, you may not have noticed that there is one person. Although he suppressed his aura, he was captured by me, at least halfway to the Qiankun realm."