It was already dawn when Yi Yun returned to Yunze City, and today was also the day when the Tiannan Summit Martial Arts Tournament officially started.
When the sky dawns, the streets of Yunze City are already filled with bustling crowds of people, gathering towards the center of Yunze City.
This competition is the highlight of the Tiannan Summit. Although many old monsters pay more attention to the previous trade fair, after all, very few people have the opportunity to participate in the trade fair. However, this competition is a must for all those who come to Yunze City.
Anyone can watch it by paying a certain admission fee.
"Master Yi, why aren't you at your residence? We have been waiting for you for a long time."
When Yi Yun returned to the inn, the Jingyue Island group was already waiting for him.
Today is the beginning of the Tiannan Summit martial arts tournament. Jingyuesha originally wanted to ask Yi Yun to accompany him, but the innkeeper said that Yi Yun left the inn an hour or two ago and never came back. Jingyuesha
Very worried.
"Master Yi, the people of Danxin Sect want to eat you alive. Why are you still wandering around at night? What will you do if Su Boyang and his men ambush you?"
Jing Yuesha said, she never thought that Yi Yun would leave Yunze City.
Yi Yun smiled and said: "Su Boyang will not ambush me, but the Danxin Sect. I am afraid that my hatred with them has escalated."
Jing Yuesha saw that Yi Yun was still smiling, and frowned slightly: "Master Yi, this is no joke. Let's go to the Tiannan Summit first, and we will discuss the rest in the long term. At the Tiannan Summit, the people of the Danxin Sect
I always dare not take action."
"Let's go, Master Yi." Jing Yueyin also said. She realized that Yi Yun was extraordinary and far beyond her level.
Therefore, she had no objection to Jing Yuesha getting closer to Yi Yun. She hoped that Yi Yun would survive this disaster and, if possible, be able to visit Jing Yue Island with grace.
"good."
Yi Yun followed the Jingyue Island group and walked towards the Tiannan Summit.
In the center of Yunze City, there is a huge square covering an area of ten miles. At this time, hundreds of thousands of people have gathered in the square.
Hundreds of thousands of people may sound like a lot, but scattered in such a huge square, it doesn't seem crowded at all, but rather sparse.
Among the crowd in the square, Yi Yun saw Tianshu Gate!
The competition is about to begin. Today, Xia Zijian is dressed in a brocade suit woven from silkworm silk. He holds a purple gold sword in his hand. With his brocade suit and handsome appearance, he looks quite high-spirited.
This sword, named Tianshu Sword, has been held by successive sect leaders. It is the treasure of Tianshu Sect that has been passed down from the beginning of the sect's establishment. Because it is necessary to participate in this competition, Xia Zijian can be used temporarily.
In order to get a good result in the competition.
Seeing Yi Yun appear, Xia Zijian raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect Yi Yun to be so carefree and at ease despite the Danxin Sect's army pressing down on the situation.
"Master Yi, are you here to enjoy the garden? It's really pleasant."
Xia Zijian said with a half-smile, Tianshu Sect is not like Jingyue Island, they are destined not to have anything to do with Yi Yun, so naturally they want to draw a clear line with Yi Yun, for fear of being implicated.
"Isn't this Master Zijian's nephew?" Yi Yun seemed to have just seen Xia Zijian and said in surprise.
This sentence of "Sword Master Nephew" made Xia Zijian frown. This guy, even when his death was imminent, he still wanted to take advantage of his words.
Before, with Ren Yunzong around, Xia Zijian had to be polite to Yi Yun, but now that Yi Yun is about to die, he has no scruples at all. In terms of age and cultivation, Yi Yun is worse than him, and
What qualifications do you have to act like a leader in front of him?
Xia Zijian snorted coldly and vibrated the sword in his hand.
"Hey, your sword..." Yi Yun seemed to have seen the Tianshu Sword in Xia Zijian's hand.
The corners of Xia Zijian's mouth raised slightly, and he inadvertently moved the angle of the sword so that the Tianshu Sword could be displayed more perfectly.
This sword is the pride of the Tianshu Sect. Xia Zijian was not easy to use before, even to touch it. Today, he was finally able to use it during this competition, and he was naturally excited! So much so that the swords of ordinary warriors,
They should all be hidden in the space ring, but Xia Zijian couldn't help but keep holding the sword in his hand, and he also wanted to show it off.
Even if Yi Yun still had some eyesight, he could see how extraordinary this sword was, which made Xia Zijian very satisfied.
Just when he was about to show off, Yi Yun spoke again.
"Did you get this sword from that stall selling magic weapons when we were separated a few days ago? It looks pretty good, and it's worth some spiritual jade."
Yi Yun touched his chin and looked at the Tianshu Sword, looking very knowledgeable.
"You..." Xia Zijian was angry. When they parted a few days ago, Ren Yunzong did not want Yi Yun to follow him, so he did use the magic treasure as an excuse to send Yi Yun away.
At that time, they were despised by Yi Yun and the magic weapon store they chose had no taste, so forget it, but now that even the sect's most important treasure has been belittled by Yi Yun, Xia Zijian couldn't bear it anymore.
"People say that you are short-sighted. I originally thought that you could become the leader. You are a fairly knowledgeable person, but I didn't expect... Tsk, that's what happened to Wanshenling. The chosen leader is not only young, but also
I don’t even have the most basic knowledge.”
Xia Zijian said sarcastically.
The disciples of Tianshu Sect all started laughing in agreement with Xia Zijian.
And Xia Zijian also secretly used his strength to pour his own vitality into Tianshu Sword.
For a moment, red light shone on the Tianshu sword, and flame formations lit up. Even the sword body let out a slight groan, as if it was about to be unsheathed.
Seeing Tianshu Sword's reaction, even Jing Yuesha was slightly shocked. She had heard of Tianshu Sword before, but had never seen it. Today she saw that the sword was stimulated by vitality and showed formation patterns.
She had to admit that this was indeed a good sword!
"With my power, I can only exert one or two of the effects of the Tianshu Sword, but I can also make this sword look like a divine dragon in the army, looking down at everything!"
Xia Zijian said proudly. He was very satisfied with the reactions of the people around him, especially the slight surprise in Jing Yuesha's eyes. He couldn't help but look at Yi Yun as if to demonstrate.
This leader is so ignorant, maybe he has never held such a good sword, right?
Thinking of this, Xia Zijian was even more proud.
Yi Yun didn't say anything. He just slowly took out a sword from the space ring. This sword was completely blue and it was the Fantasy Snow Sword.
Huan Chenxue once said that Huan Xue Sword had already changed its form and even Bai Yueyin could not recognize it, but Yi Yun was not afraid of Huan Xue Sword being recognized.
The Fantasy Snow Sword was in his hand, and Yi Yun poured his vitality into it.
The cold air in the sword body escapes, and an icy blue light slowly condenses!
Huanxue Sword is the female sword among the yin and yang swords. It is the true king of swords. Its sword energy is unmatched and makes thousands of swords surrender. What's more, the energy that Yi Yun poured into the sword is many times more powerful than Xia Zijian.
Not on the same level.
Buzz——
Huanxue Sword let out a long roar, and the powerful sword energy suppressed and radiated in all directions. The Tianshu Sword at the side was the first to bear the brunt. Forced by this sword energy, it trembled violently, and the light pattern on the sword began to become unstable.
After that, it gradually dimmed, and within a moment, the light of Tianshu Sword's formation disappeared completely.
On the other hand, the sword energy of Huanxue Sword became more and more powerful. Under the suppression of Huanxue Sword's sword energy, Tianshu Sword stayed in its scabbard and did not dare to make any more sword chants.
Seeing this situation, Xia Zijian was dumbfounded. What is going on?
He subconsciously shook the Tianshu Sword, hoping that its formation patterns would light up again, but the Tianshu Sword seemed to be an ordinary iron sword. No matter how he shook it, there was no reaction. Xia Zijian's eyes widened and he looked at his hand.
Tianshu Sword, I couldn't react for a long time.
(Influenza is prevalent recently. Silkworm Cocoon went to Changsha and caught it. I felt dizzy and had a sore throat for the past two days. I didn’t even know how to type on the keyboard when I turned on the computer. I wanted to write a chapter about asking for leave. I felt embarrassed about asking for too much leave. I finally caught a cold today.