Zhang Qing's words were like a bolt from the blue, causing a trace of loss and desolation to appear in the eyes of the fifth elder. He had already used ten levels of strength to resist, but he didn't expect that others would use three levels of strength to test him. Alas! I have spent more than a hundred years here.
It was really a waste of time... However, the loss and desolation in the eyes of the fifth elder were soon replaced by firm eyes. This competition was not for him, but for the thousand-year reputation of the Huashan Sect. The fifth elder said in a low voice
"Miss, I admit that I am not your opponent, but..." The fifth elder's eyes flashed with light, and he looked at Zhang Qing and said, "For the thousand-year reputation of the Huashan Sect, I must fight you!"
"For the thousand-year reputation of the Huashan Sect, I must fight with you?" Zhang Qing repeated the fifth elder's words several times in a low voice. After a while, Zhang Qing's eyes lit up, because the fifth elder's words made Zhang Qing change a little.
Regarding the Huashan Sect, it seems that the Huashan Sect does not have no decent people, but only very few. Zhang Qing, who has already regarded the fifth elder as his opponent, said solemnly: "Zhang Qing, the second daughter of the Zhang family, an innate master, please give me more
Advice!"
After getting Zhang Qing's recognition and knowing that Zhang Qing already regarded him as his opponent, the fifth elder said: "The fifth elder of the Huashan Sect, Hua Wu, is an innate master. Please give me your advice!"
Zhang Qing used her inner strength to suck the dagger back from the ground and said, "Be careful, elder!"
The fifth elder smiled lightly and said, "Come on!"
Regarding the fifth elder of the Huashan sect, who is the weakest, Zhang Qing is confident that he can kill him with just one move. Although this will make him lose face in front of his disciples, but... in order to respect the fifth elder of the Huashan sect, Zhang Qing decided to
Use your strongest move. Because respect for your opponent means using your strongest move and acknowledging your opponent.
Zhang Qing is a girl, so her martial arts route is softer and faster.
Making an offensive gesture, Zhang Qing took a few steps back, and her figure began to blur.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Qing disappeared from the spot, and her figure was completely invisible. It was as if she had never appeared at all and disappeared out of thin air.
Zhang Qing's ghostly speed made everyone in the Huashan Sect look shocked. What a speed! It was actually faster than the legendary afterimage!
Not knowing where Zhang Qing would attack from, the fifth elder could only put up defensive postures and be on guard, waiting for Zhang Qing to appear. Although it was only a few seconds, to the fifth elder, it felt like centuries.
Because he couldn't feel any breath of Zhang Qing at all. At this moment, Zhang Qing seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth. His breath was everywhere but not his breath everywhere.
Masters can only compete in minutes and seconds.
Facing Zhang Qing's lightning speed and attack, the fifth elder put a cold weapon on his neck without any notice.
Zhang Qing said coldly: "Admit it!" and then took back the dagger from the Fifth Elder's neck.
"I... failed so quickly!" The fifth elder once again showed a trace of loss and desolation in his eyes, and said, "Thank you!"
Zhang Qing said without looking back: "You are a good opponent, but... your strength is a bit lacking!"
Seeing that Lao Wu failed to resist Zhang Qing's move and lost, the eyes of the four elders were full of disbelief and shock. After all, they were the older generation who had experienced ups and downs, and they quickly woke up from the shock.
Come over, everyone looked at each other, and finally decided to let the strongest elder compete with Leng Yue. Although they felt that it was a bit shameless and sorry for their status, but for the millennium reputation of the Huashan Sect, what did their reputation mean?
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In the second competition, Leng Yue defeated the great elder of Huashan Sect.
Leng Yue didn't have a good temper like Zhang Qing. After several years of insults and ridicule, he completely exploded. He had waited too long for this day. He looked at the great elder of Huashan Sect coldly, Leng Yue didn't need to bring him.
Any language of emotion that says: "Show your sword!"
Knowing that this battle is related to the millennium reputation of the Huashan Sect, the Great Elder seriously took out his sword and said: "The Gentleman's Divine Sword is three feet and three inches long. It is the most precious treasure of our Huashan Sect. Please enlighten me!"
The Gentleman’s Divine Sword! The Huashan Sect’s most treasured treasure, it is said to be a divine sword made from meteorites from outer space and took ten years to forge.
Without the protection of the scabbard, as soon as the Gentleman's Divine Sword was drawn out, it immediately flashed with cold light.
In an instant, everyone's eyes were fixed on the Gentleman's Divine Sword.
Aotian glanced at the Gentleman's Divine Sword in the hands of the great elder and said: "What a sword! It is indeed the mountain-shaking treasure of the Huashan Sect!"
For a swordsman, their biggest wish is to have a famous sword in their hands. Just when the Gentleman's Excalibur appeared, Leng Yue's eyes were deeply attracted by the Gentleman's Excalibur, and his eyes were full of
But... soon, Leng Yue's eyes regained their composure. Although the sword was a good sword, it was not suitable for his Thirteen Deadly Swords.
Leng Yue looked at the elder with disdain and said: "Respecting the old and loving the young is the tradition of our Chinese nation. For the sake of your age, I will give you three moves today."
Give yourself three moves? Leng Yue's words made the great elder miss a trace of anger in his eyes. How could he hear these words so easily? It should have been said by him, but Leng Yue actually said it. He was saying that he was from the Huashan Sect of the Eight Great Sects.
The great elder actually asked someone to give him three moves during the martial arts competition... After all, this was a special moment, and even if Leng Yue insulted him, he had to endure it.
Secretly taking a deep breath of cold air to suppress the anger in his heart, the Great Elder said expressionlessly: "Young Master Leng Yue, then admit it!"
Leng Yue, who had long wanted to learn the Huashan Sword Technique, said nonchalantly: "Come on! Let me teach you the Huashan Sect's Gentleman Sword Technique."
"Purple Qi is coming from the east!"
Knowing that Leng Yue was an innate master of the same level as himself, the Great Elder did not make any probing attacks and directly used the Huashan Sect's Zhenshan Sword Technique: the first move of the Junzi Sword Technique, Zi Qi Dong Lai.
The Gentleman's Divine Sword, which was originally a dead thing, seemed to be alive under the use of the great elder.
In an instant! The Gentleman's Divine Sword evolved into countless sword shadows, and under the command of the Great Elder, it approached Leng Yue.
The Gentleman's Divine Sword and the sword shadows gathered together in the air and combined into a purple light. Like lightning, the purple light flashed and appeared on Leng Yue's chest the next second.
Just when the Gentleman's Divine Sword was tenths and tenths away from her chest, Leng Yue stretched out her index and middle fingers to pinch the Gentleman's Divine Sword.
At this moment, Leng Yue's face no longer had the contempt and disdain, replaced by solemnity and excitement. She used seven layers of internal strength to resist the Great Elder's first move: Purple Qi East Comes. Leng Yue said: "First
Move, there are two more moves."
As soon as she finished speaking, Leng Yue released the Gentleman's Divine Sword between her index and middle fingers.
Just when Leng Yue thought that the Great Elder was a good opponent, the Great Elder's face was full of solemnity. He didn't expect that his purple energy would be broken by him. He held the Gentleman's Divine Sword tightly in his hand,
He held his breath and looked at Leng Yue nervously. At this moment, the great elder was like a cheetah about to launch a final attack on his prey. He quietly looked at his prey, waiting for the best opportunity to launch a fierce attack, striving to kill him with one blow.
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Aotian glanced at Leng Yue and said lightly: "It seems that Leng Yue is going to suffer a loss!"
Originally, the Thirteen Deadly Swords were accurate, ruthless, fast, and light. They were only suitable for assassinations and fatal blows. They were not suitable for fair and honest competitions at all. Although the Thirteen Deadly Swords could assassinate one level higher than myself.
warriors, but in a competition, among warriors of the same level, the loser must be the warrior who uses the Thirteen Deadly Swords. Leng Yue brought the Thirteen Deadly Swords to a competition, it would be strange for him not to suffer a hidden loss.
"Times and stars!" Suddenly, a cold light leaked from the Great Elder's eyes, and a voice without any emotion came out of his mouth. At the same time... a strong murderous aura surged towards Leng Yue.
Destroy the enemy's will with strong killing intent, and launch a fatal attack when the enemy is distracted. What a strategy! Understanding the great elder's intention, Leng Yue became serious again, staring at the great elder with a pair of eyes.
For this move, the great elder put his honor and life on the line. Stars of Time is not only the most powerful move in Junzi's swordsmanship, but it is also a move that will lead to no return. The great elder who gave up defense regarded attack as everything.
If the great elder's speed just now could be described as flying, then his speed at this moment can only be described as the speed of light. Before Leng Yue could blink, his figure disappeared from the spot.
Knowing that the great elder wanted to fight desperately, Leng Yue's eyes exuded a cold light, and then she closed her eyes and quietly felt the breath coming from the world.