Suddenly all the sword energy disappeared, and a figure flew out.
He fell heavily ten steps away!
"Cough, cough!"
Everyone present could clearly see that it was Qin Lingcheng who was knocked out and landed on the ground!
He kept coughing, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth and nose. There were a few blood stains on his originally handsome face, and he was twitching and distorting.
His body was even more miserable. There were more than a dozen wounds on his clothes, which were too broken to cover his body. The white clothes were dyed red with blood, which was extremely shocking to look at.
What's more important is that the sword in his hand has only the bare hilt left!
How is this possible!
This is the common thought of everyone at this moment. After knowing that Qin Lingcheng has the strength of the sixth level of Qi Refining and is a disciple who has been in the inner hall for three years, how can he be defeated by Qin Yun in one move?
In their opinion, Qin Yun's strength is definitely inferior to Qin Lingcheng's, but he will not lose easily. The two sides will inevitably have to fight fiercely for a long time, and the winner will be determined after a long period of competition.
Most people are optimistic that Qin Lingcheng can win the final victory.
But the reality before them seemed to be a heavy slap on those people’s faces!
Many people thought there was something wrong with their eyes and rubbed their eyes in disbelief. The whole place was silent.
After a long time, someone murmured: "Could it be that this is the legendary Thunder Sound Sword Qi?"
Leiyin Sword Qi is an extremely high level in swordsmanship. The sword shoots out like lightning and instantly destroys the enemy within a thousand steps, making it impossible for anyone to resist.
The most striking feature of the Thunder Sound Sword Qi is that the moment the sword is drawn out, there will be a roar of thunder, but when people hear the thunder, the sword Qi has already completed its mission.
For these disciples, the Leiyin Sword Qi is a legend, and the momentum of Qin Yun's sword is really a bit like a legend.
"Shit!" The person next to him swore a curse word, but the look of horror on his face could not be concealed: "If it were the Thunder Sound Sword Qi, Qin Lingcheng would only have a few pieces of meat and bones left."
The man lowered his voice: "Leiyin Sword Qi, don't talk about Qin Lingcheng, even if our hall master ends up..."
He didn't say the next words, but everyone understood the meaning - the hall master couldn't bear the end!
However, these disciples couldn't understand, but Qin Wujiu, the master of the Foreign Affairs Hall, had a very sharp eye: "This is the Thunder and Cloud Sword Technique. I once saw Deacon Mu of the Keqing Hall practice it. Qin Yun, this kid, hey.
..”
A deacon sitting on his right was surprised: "The Thunder and Cloud Sword, I remember it was a yellow-level swordsmanship. Why is it so powerful that Qin Lingcheng can't block it with a single move?"
Qin Wujiu didn't want to say anything, but since others asked about it, everyone was very curious, so he thought for a while and explained: "Qin Yun, this kid, has practiced the Nine Yang Xuan Gong to a certain level, and uses Qi to wield the power of the sword.
Multiply!"
Qin Yun actually mastered the Nine Yang Mysterious Gong! All the deacons were stunned.
This is the Jiuyang Xuan Gong that is comparable to ordinary earth-level exercises! Can you practice it so easily with the secret book in the hand of the ancestor?
Even if it is only a minute of heat, it is incredible.
Qin Wujiu fell silent and looked at Qin Yun from a distance, with a complex look on his face.
He also did not expect that Qin Yun would grow to this point without realizing it. He thought of his change in attitude towards Qin Yun due to the death of his ancestor...
This innately strong man actually had some tangles in his heart.
At this time in the martial arts arena, Qin Yun slowly put away the Qinggang Sword, and no one noticed the regret flashing in his eyes.
The sword technique he used to defeat his opponent was the first form of the Ben Lei Xing Yun Sword, Sword Qi Feng Lei. Qin Yun had only just mastered this sword technique, and he was far from reaching the level of proficiency.
Therefore, even though Qin Yun took action with all his strength, using his intention to counteract his unpreparedness, Qin Lingcheng still blocked most of the sword energy in his hasty response, and was not killed on the spot.
However, the remaining sword energy was enough to cause him serious damage, and the sword was destroyed and injured, so he was unable to fight again.
Qin Yun will never show mercy to his real enemy. Even if he is a descendant of the Qin family, if he wants his life, he must be willing to die!
Unfortunately, according to the rules, Qin Lingcheng was already defeated and fell to the ground, and he could no longer take action due to emotion or reason.
Qin Lingcheng, who was lying on the ground, struggled to stand up. All his confidence and pride were shattered and destroyed by Qin Yun's sword. He howled loudly: "Kill me, kill me, you trash collateral bastard."
kind!"
His reputation was ruined after his defeat in Yi Jian, and the promise of the man behind the scenes naturally became a bubble in the water. This made him even more desperate than killing Qin Lingcheng.
No one could know how much he longed to get ahead in his heart, but all his hopes vanished in an instant, so his spirit collapsed on the spot!
The entire audience was in an uproar. Most of the children in the stands were from the sidelines. Qin Lingcheng's insults to Qin Yun were tantamount to scolding them in the face.
Some of the bad-tempered disciples immediately began to scold him. Even the disciples who were usually on good terms with Qin Lingcheng could not bear such insults.
Looking at his opponent who was losing his temper and going crazy, a flash of pity flashed in Qin Yun's eyes, and all his murderous intentions disappeared.
Such an opponent is not worthy of tarnishing his sword: "I will not kill you, let alone violate the rules of the family, and the bet between us will be abandoned, because according to the wishes of the ancestor, I have already destroyed his old man.
The secret book of Nine Yang Xuan Gong in my hand!"
Qin Yun's powerful words reached everyone's ears clearly, and many people actually clapped and cheered.
If he didn't say it, Qin Lingcheng, who was defeated miserably, would have to fulfill his promise and give out three thousand meritorious deeds and a high-grade Peiyuan Pill.
However, Qin Yun actually refused to give up such a coveted wealth. His magnanimity and magnanimity were beyond the reach of ordinary people.
In fact, Qin Yun is reluctant to part with it, but he wants to use this to warn those who have ulterior motives about the ancestor's hand scroll - don't make any decisions!
"Fuck you! Who do you think you are! You..."
Qin Lingcheng completely lost his mind and cursed with disheveled hair, trying to provoke Qin Yun into taking action.
Now even Qin Wujiu couldn't stand it anymore and shouted in a deep voice: "Why are you still standing there? Drag him down and lock him up so that he can reflect on it!"
Two warriors watching the scene immediately stepped forward and dragged Qin Lingcheng away, leaving only long blood marks on the ground and a series of curses.
Qin Yun couldn't help but shook his head, held the sword upright in front of him, and flicked the sword with his left finger.
bite!
The sword makes the sound of dragon roar.
He turned towards the arbitration deacon and said loudly: "I invite Lien to fight!"
No one is surprised. With the power of this sword, Qin Yun is fully qualified to stand here and challenge any inner disciple.
Instead, they have to pray silently in their hearts, hoping that the Arbiter Deacon will not draw them!
Under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, the Arbitration Deacon stretched out his palm and patted the copper bottle next to him.
Bang!
This huge copper vase is more than half a person tall, and the wide mouth of the vase is filled with densely packed iron sticks.
The Arbiter Deacon slapped his palm down, and immediately an iron stick jumped up and was caught in his hand.
The deacon took out the scroll from the sign, unfolded it, looked at it, and said expressionlessly: "Qin Yun, the opponent in the Second Company Battle is Qin Shao!"
Many people in the stands breathed a sigh of relief, except for one handsome young man whose face fell on the spot.
He stood up slowly and said feebly: "I abstain!"
To abstain is to admit defeat, which is something that is looked down upon by others, but everyone actually understands it.
The sword that Qin Yun used to defeat Qin Lingcheng just now was so shocking that it was unlucky for a disciple who was less powerful to be chosen, so it would be understandable for him to give up on his own initiative.
The arbitration director said solemnly: "Qin Shao abstained, Qin Yun has won two games in a row, should we continue?"
"Of course, please invite Lien Chan again!" Qin Yun said without hesitation.
Are you kidding me? He wanted to test his sword skills today. How could he end it if he hasn't had enough?
Seeing the Arbiter Deacon's palm reaching towards the copper bottle again, everyone's hearts were lifted again.
………
"Trash, it's all trash!"
In the Zhuque Tower of the Qin clan's clan, Qin Xiaoyue smashed the new paperweight that he had just replaced to pieces.
His eyes were bloodshot and his face was ferocious, but there was not even half of the grace and demeanor of the young master of the Qin family.
Finally, he did not completely lose his mind, and Qin Wenbing, who was trembling on the side, did not end up with a bloody head.
The first day of competition in the Taoist Hall was over, and the situation in the Foreign Affairs Hall immediately reached Qin Xiaoyue's ears.
What made him furious was that Qin Yun stole the show in the inner court duel. After completely defeating Qin Lingcheng, he won nine consecutive games and accumulated ten consecutive victories, qualifying him to participate in the sect competition!
Qin Lingcheng was one of the chess pieces he deployed to deal with Qin Yun, but this chess piece with high hopes turned into a stepping stone for Qin Yun's success and reputation.
Thinking that as a direct descendant of the Qin family and the future patriarch, he could not help a small collateral descendant despite repeated arrangements, and even lost a few close men.
Qin Xiaoyue really had a lot of anger in his heart and had nowhere to vent it.
But he was not an ordinary person after all. After being furious, he calmed down a little and asked in a cold voice: "Wen Bing, what do you think?"
"Brother, let this kid be proud for a few days. When the sect competition is held, we can find someone from the martial arts hall to deal with him!"
Seeing that Qin Xiaoyue was no longer furious, Qin Wenbing boldly suggested: "I don't believe it. He can still beat those in Wutang?"
Wutang is the core hall of Muyang Dao. Among the disciples, there are endless Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon geniuses, and there are many who have reached the level of Qi refining. It is really not difficult to deal with Qin Yun.
However, although Qin Xiaoyue is the direct grandson of the eldest son, he has been studying at the Tiancheng Sword Sect in recent years. There are really not many forces in the family that he can fully control. It will definitely cost a huge amount to invite those younger brothers of the same generation to take action.
price.
"Qin Yun, just wait for me!" Qin Xiaoyue roared through gritted teeth.
His voice was like the violent roar of a wild beast, which made Qin Wenbing shudder when he heard it!
