There was a sea of people around the Kun position fighting arena. There were at least seven levels of disciples on the square surrounding the arena. Everyone was talking about it, and they all wanted to see the famous Yun Qiyou, and how good his cultivation was!
After a moment, a red light shot up from the crowd and landed on the ring. It turned out to be a young man in his twenties. This skill of flying in the air was indeed brilliant, but the surrounding disciples watching the battle were not.
It's a sigh of relief.
The young man didn't seem to be thick-skinned. Hearing the sighs from countless people around him, his face turned red and he was a little embarrassed.
His strength is actually quite good. If he draws a good lottery, it is not impossible to advance to two or three rounds. Unexpectedly, God is not kind and he is drawn to fight Yun Qiyou in the first round.
Of course, he knew very well that his cultivation was far inferior to that of Yun Qiyou, and he was already depressed. Now when he heard the disciples around him sighing and asking him to step down, he immediately felt depressed and embarrassed.
Fortunately, at this moment, a slim white figure floated up from the periphery of the ring, landed on the ring like a nine-day fairy, and stood opposite the young man.
Countless male disciples around him immediately cheered.
It seems that the power of this beautiful woman is indeed infinite. The young man flew into the air with flames, which was impressive and colorful. It seemed that he had achieved extremely high attainments in the path of spiritual cultivation. Yun Qiyou did not release any light.
When he came out, only Yu Kong fell into the ring, but the treatment the two people received was completely different.
The male disciples around him all cheered for Yun Qiyou, which made many female disciples very angry and cheered for the young man. However, before any action was taken on the stage, the audience was already divided into two major groups: men and women. The men were waving flags and cheering for Yun Qiyou.
, and most of the female disciples cheered for the young man.
Seeing that the two disciples were already on stage, an elder with a white beard came forward and said simply, "Let's begin."
After the white-bearded elder retreated, the young man raised his head and looked at Yun Qiyou. Opposite him, he saw the woman in white, less than two feet away, who was beautiful and refined. She was of national beauty and fragrant. She exuded a cold aura, which supported her beautiful figure.
Her face is truly breathtakingly beautiful.
This male disciple, Daoxing, was in the sixth level of Yuan Shen realm, but his concentration was still insufficient. When he saw Yun Qiyou's cold, watery eyes staring at him, he immediately became distracted and blushed.
"Get down!"
"You've already lost before I even hit you!"
When the male disciples watching the battle saw the young man's face flushed, they started shouting. As a result, many female disciples were disgusted and cheered for the young man.
After a while, the young man came back to his senses, held the fairy sword, cupped his fists and said: "I am Xiao Wu, a disciple of Master Chi Yan. Please give me some advice from Junior Sister Yun."
Yun Qiyou had no expression on his face and said calmly: "Yun Qiyou, please give me some advice from Senior Brother Xiao."
Xiao Wu looked at Yun Qiyou, drew out a fairy sword as red as fire, and said: "Junior sister Yun, be careful!"
"Shh!"
There was another burst of boos all around.
Yun Qiyou didn't say anything, and the Divine Sword of Zhanchen didn't pull out its scabbard and stabbed directly towards Xiao Wu.
Seeing this, Xiao Wu took a few steps back, and then he jumped into the air. He activated his sword skills, and dozens of flaming swords suddenly appeared around him, shooting toward Yun Qiyou.
This move is the fourth form of the Condensing Sword Form of the Eight Forms of Divine Sword. Based on Xiao Wu’s cultivation, he should have understood the Eight Forms of Divine Sword to the sixth level Thousand Sword Form, but he only activated dozens of swords.
The Qi Sword obviously retains its strength.
He had forgotten that he was facing Yun Qiyou, who was known as the most amazing woman in Cangyun Sect in the past five hundred years.
Yun Qiyou faced the dozens of flaming air swords that were speeding around her, her expression did not waver at all. She almost didn't see these flaming air swords, and she even swept the sheathed Zhanchen Divine Sword.
Dazzling white light burst out from the scabbard.
Wherever the white light passed, the flying flaming air swords suddenly made a sharp buzzing sound. In the blink of an eye, dozens of flaming air swords were struck by the white light released from the scabbard of Zhan Chen.
It was broken into pieces and turned into countless fragmented small balls of fire, which fell from the air and disappeared without a trace before they reached the ring.
There was cheering and cheering all around.
But Xiao Wu's expression on the ring changed drastically at this moment. He had heard that Yun Qiyou's Taoism was extremely high, but he didn't expect it to be so high. Before the Chen-Zhanping Divine Sword was even unsheathed, he had easily broken through his own.
Zhao Ning Jian style.
He knew that he had met a strong opponent. Facing so many fellow disciples and foreign elders, even if he lost, he had to lose with dignity.
He no longer had any scruples and let out a sharp roar. The red fairy sword in his hand suddenly burst into flames, almost covering his whole body in it.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly changed his sword hand seals, and waves of heat waves suddenly blew in the air around him without any warning.
Yun Qiyou slowly raised her head and looked at Xiao Wu who was condensing his true energy in mid-air. She did not take advantage of someone's danger to attack, but watched quietly.
A moment later, a fierce wall of flames quickly condensed and took shape under Xiao Wu's urging. When the wall of flames appeared, densely packed flame swords were quickly shot out from the wall of fire. The number was so large that it almost covered the entire sky.
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The Eight Forms of Divine Sword and the Sixth Form of Thousand Swords!
This time, the number of condensed flame swords was much higher than the dozens of flame swords just now, as if the sky in the arena was on fire.
There was silence under the ring. No one was making any loud noises anymore. They were all looking at the beautiful woman on the ring nervously. They wondered how she should deal with the monstrous flames.
All the eight arenas are already taking action at this moment, but the disciples in the other seven arenas seem to be of equal strength to each other. They are all roaming around the arena, making tentative attacks, trying to find out the opponent's strength.
But in the Kun-position arena, just after a moment of fighting, they attacked with all their strength. Half of the sky was dyed red with flames. Not only were the eyes of most of the disciples on the square attracted, but also the seniors outside the Samsara Hall.
He looked towards the direction of the Kun position arena in the north.
In the audience, Ye Xiaochuan was dumbfounded and murmured: "It is said that the fire magic weapon has the strongest attack power. It seems that the reputation is definitely not in vain. This Xiao Wu is a disciple of Master Chiyan's uncle. He is usually very quiet.
, I didn’t expect this fire spell to be so powerful.”
Suddenly, he thought of Gu Pan'er, who is now the leader of the fire department among the younger generation of Cangyun Sect. She is better than Xiao Wu, and the Burning Smoke Divine Sword in her hand is much more powerful than the fairy sword in Xiao Wu's hand. It's really unbelievable.
I know what kind of scene it would be like if Gu Paner used this Thousand Swords move.
Xiaochi beside him suddenly said: "Brother Xiaochuan, this handsome guy has so much magic power. Who is more powerful between you and him?"
Ye Xiaochuan came back to his senses, grinned and said: "I'm not bragging, I'm going to beat him, even with one limb!"
