The battle between Bei Mo and Meng Yun was completely overwhelming. Meng Yun, whose cultivation had reached the peak of the fifth level of transcendence, was defeated in just a few moves.
For a moment, there was an uproar in the field, and the disciples of the three sects all lost their countenance.
The reason for such a sensation is not only because of Beimo's great strength, but also because of the Xiaoyue Sect itself.
Every time Xiaoyue Sect meets the three sects, they are basically at the bottom. Ever since the time of Master Yunhai, there has been no outstanding genius since then.
"The inheritance this son has received seems to be extraordinary."
The sect leader and elders of Lingyue Sect exchanged looks with each other.
The three sects all have their own trial sites, and they are passed down from generation to generation. It is extremely rare for inheritance to be obtained during trials. Generally, it is difficult for a few to appear within a hundred years. Like this one, one appears in each sect.
It is rare and may be related to the luck of the three sects or even the entire continent.
But even inheritance has strengths and weaknesses.
Obviously, Beimo's Mingshui inheritance is considered a very strong inheritance. In the words of Master Yunhai, it is one of the strongest inheritances in Fuluan Palace.
"Such a powerful character has appeared in this session of Xiaoyue Sect."
Mao Fei, the chief disciple of the Silver Moon Sect, looked moved.
The strength Bei Mo showed was such that even he, the chief disciple, was not sure of victory.
"let me."
The silver-robed swordsman beside Mao Fei said in a low voice.
"Shangguanyu, you have to be careful."
Mao Fei nodded and warned.
Although Shangguan Yu is the third true inheritor of the Silver Moon Sect, he has inherited it himself, and his actual combat power is stronger than that of Li Hong, who is the second true inheritor.
"Brother Bei, you have to be careful."
Shangguan Yu's gaze was as sharp as the edge of a sword, and an invisible sword force rose up from his body.
Clang
The cold sword light drew a cold rainbow in the void, and immediately condensed like a piece of steel, slashing towards Beimo.
That sword gave people a powerful visual impact, like a thunderbolt in the dark night.
Bei Mo looked solemn, he did not expect to meet a practitioner who was good at swordsmanship.
The Three Sects of the Moon are naturally not a sect that focuses on swordsmanship, but swordsmanship practitioners were relatively popular on the mainland, especially ten thousand years ago. Even now, there are many swordsmanship inheritances in the world.
The biggest characteristic of the inheritance of kendo is that it has strong attacks, takes a slanted sword approach, pays attention to defeating all methods with one sword, and pursues the ultimate path.
At this moment, Shangguan Yu slashed out with his sword, and the power of the sword was no longer something that could be competed by those at the fifth level.
Mingshui Mountain
Bei Mo took a breath, and the dark blue ripples around him suddenly rose and expanded, like a mountain weighing 100,000 kilograms, pressing on the opponent with unparalleled gravity. If an opponent of the same level encountered such a powerful and mysterious attack, he might vomit blood on the spot.
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Shangguan Yu's body was only slightly stagnant, and his sword energy, as cold as Hanxia, cut Bei Mo's "Underworld Mountain" into two pieces, but he himself was also shaken back a few steps.
“What a powerful attack”
The disciple members of the three sects couldn't help but marvel.
Bei Mo's inheritance is obviously good at defense, while Shangguan Yu's sword inheritance is good at attack.
On the field, two figures intertwined, and Shangguan Yu's sword movements were like a continuous rainstorm, like pear blossoms.
"Sword practitioners are really difficult to deal with."
Ao Yuetian murmured and fell into short memories.
With his level of strength, he was naturally not afraid of Shangguan Yu, and even ignored him at all.
But among the rookies of the Thirteen Sects Alliance, there is a peerless young man who holds a three-foot green sword and stands proudly and unrivaled by his generation. He is known as "cutting the heaven with one sword."
It means that if you can kill all the geniuses in the world with one sword, the brilliance of your swordsmanship will eclipse the geniuses of the same generation.
That person, a prostitute, trampled all the young men of the thirteen sects under his feet with just one person and one sword.
Even Ao Yuetian was defeated by her.
That person is Cang Yuyue, the first of the four rising stars, from the "Yunjian Sect" ranked first among the thirteen sects.
At this moment, Shangguan Yu, like Cang Yuyue, is a genius specializing in swordsmanship.
Shangguan Yu's attack was even enough to pose a fatal threat to the strong men of the Sixth Heaven. Even Bei Mo couldn't take advantage of him in the short time.
"Junior Brother Zhao, what do you think Junior Brother Bei's chances of winning are?"
Yang Qian asked.
"Senior Brother Bei wins. His Mingshui inheritance is good at defense and has strong stamina. However, swordsmanship practitioners rely solely on their sharp energy. If they fail to succeed again and again, they will become exhausted."
Zhao Feng said firmly.
Hearing this, the Great Elder and Yang Qian both nodded. Zhao Feng was not the only one with discernment.
"Dark Water Against the Waves"
The dark blue ripples all around Bei Mo suddenly compressed and exploded, like a majestic flying boat, moving forward without hesitation, destroying Shangguan Yu's sword power.
Shangguan Yu was shaken back more than ten feet, his clothes were torn in several places, and he was panting slightly.
"Concession."
Bei Mo looked stern, neither surprised nor happy, as if this was a normal thing.
After defeating two people in a row, he still had some strength left, and his eyes fell on Mao Fei.
Challenge the Chief Disciple
The expressions of the three disciples changed slightly.
If Beimo defeats Mao Fei again, he will basically trample the Silver Moon Sect under his feet with his own strength.
"good."
Mao Fei slowly stood up.
"Junior Brother Bei, you have had two battles and have suffered some losses. Let me do it, Senior Brother."
Yang Gan's body flashed and he came to the center of the field.
Bei Mo didn't object and returned to Xiaoyue Sect's corner expressionlessly.
Master Yunhai nodded, Bei Mo's performance was a shame for himself.
At this time, on the field.
Yang Qian and Mao Fei, the two true disciples, fight together.
The battle between the chief disciples was grand and far superior to the previous battles.
In Yang Qian's hand, there is an ancient gold long sword. The momentum is flowing like a river, opening and closing, strong and domineering, with an invincible look and strength, like the coming of a tyrant.
During the attack, Yang Qian's strength surprised the three sect disciples.
Zhao Feng was also a little surprised. He and Yang Qian had not fought much, and he did not expect that his strength had improved so much since the trial.
A trace of amusement appeared on the corner of the great elder's mouth.
Yang Qian himself has good aptitude and understanding. After this abnormal trial, his fighting ability and morale have greatly increased.
Furthermore, Zhao Feng and Bei Mo put too much pressure on Yang Qian, forcing him to squeeze out his great potential.
In just ten moves, Yang Qian already had the upper hand, his sword skills were domineering and powerful, and his forcefulness was overwhelming.
After twenty moves, Mao Fei gasped slightly and was shocked: "What's going on with this Xiaoyue Sect? Let's forget about Bei Mo being strong. After all, he has gained a powerful inheritance, but even the chief disciple is too strong." Incredible.”
"Very strong."
Bei Mo murmured, after being promoted to the fifth level of heaven, he originally wanted to challenge Yang Qian, but now it seems that the chance of winning is no more than 20%, and the probability of a tie is no more than 40%.
Zhao Feng also had to admit that Yang Qian was qualified to be the chief disciple. Under normal circumstances, he did not use the power of blood and did not dare to use the inheritance of electricity lavishly. I am afraid that he was not Yang Qian's opponent at all. After all, he did not have as strong a defense as Bei Mo. , cultivation is even more of a weakness.
Thirty moves later, Yang Gan knocked back Mao Fei with a single blow and left a bloodstain on the latter's cheek.
"Brother Yang is really strong, Mao Fei is ashamed of himself."
Mao Fei was not too disappointed because there was a clear strength gap between him and Yang Qian. During the competition, he made no mistakes.
After Yang Qian won, he consumed a lot of energy and did not continue the challenge. He came back to rest and was very calm.
At his level, the only one left who can challenge him is Ao Yuetian, who must wait until he reaches his peak state.
"The strength is just okay. I thought there would be no chance to take action in this small gathering of the three sects."
Ao Yuetian did not hide the pride in his words.
He didn't pay attention to the three sects' meeting at all. His goal was the "Alliance Grand Meeting", and his opponents were Cang Yuyue, the four rising stars of Lin Tong and Xu Zixuan's level.
After Yang Qian came off the field, the atmosphere on the court was a bit strange.
The terrifying strength shown by the Xiaoyue Sect was such an upset that it basically trampled the Silver Moon Sect under its feet.
The Silver Moon Sect no longer has any spirit.
Meng Yun of Lingyue Sect also looked a little embarrassed.
When he received the three disciples of Xiaoyue Sect before, he didn't take them seriously at all, looked disdainful, and even made rude remarks.
But who would have thought that the Xiaoyue Sect was so powerful this time, and Beimo and Yangqian, who were not powerful factions, would treat themselves like child's play.
For a while.
The strength of Xiaoyue Sect made the two sects quite afraid.
"Feng'er, why don't you go up and show off?"
The great elder spoke.
His words made several people from Xiaoyue Sect look askance.
Among the three representative disciples, Zhao Feng is the most mysterious. Even the great elder, the master, cannot be sure.
Um?
Meng Yun and the disciples of the Silver Moon Sect, their eyes lit up when they noticed the movement here.
Yes.
They admitted that Xiaoyue Sect's small group was really powerful and that Yang Qian and Bei Mo were not easy to mess with.
However, Xiaoyue Sect obviously also has weaknesses.
This disciple who has transcended the fourth level of heaven is considered to be at the forefront in terms of cultivation among the sects, but in the small gathering of the three sects, he is a bit unsatisfactory.
"Hmph, you have to pick the soft persimmon, or at least it will destroy the majesty of Lingyue Sect."
Meng Yun made up his mind. Besides, he was a little jealous of the close relationship between Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei.
At the same time on the other side.
"You two, whoever doesn't win, will challenge the weakest Zhao Feng later. You must win at least one or two games so that our entire Silver Moon Sect army will not be wiped out."
Mao Fei ordered in a low voice.
Shangguan Yu and Li Hong nodded after hearing this.
This time, the Silver Moon Sect suffered a disastrous defeat, losing three games in a row, all at the hands of the Xiao Yue Sect.
Just in time.
Under the "encouragement" of the great elder, Zhao Feng walked onto the field expressionlessly.
Before he could speak, Meng Yun from Lingyue Sect and Li Hong from Silver Moon Sect appeared on the stage at the same time.
What's happening here
Zhao Feng was stunned, when did he become so popular?
"Why, brother Li Hong also wants to compete with him?"
Meng Yun smiled sarcastically.
The moment the two looked at each other, they both understood each other's thoughts.
The disciple members of the three sects were stunned for a moment, and then they all came to their senses.
No one is a fool. The three sects' small gatherings are about the three sects' faces. Every disciple who is tested has to perform and want to win.
How embarrassing it would be if you didn't win a single match in the competition.
"Yes, Li is very curious about Brother Zhao, who has never taken action."
Li Hong's face turned slightly red.
"Meng Mou also has this intention."
Meng Yun coughed lightly.
The two of them seemed to have no intention of giving in to each other, and they were unusually thick-skinned.
Even the sect behind them felt embarrassed.
Only the Xiaoyue Sect, Yang Qian and Bei Mo, showed expressions of gloating.