Thinking of this, Han Yi couldn't help but giggle twice, and couldn't help himself with happiness. He took out the Thunder Sky Sword, held it in his right hand, and pressed the hilt of the sword with his left hand. He closed his eyes, coordinated the flow of spiritual power in his body, and rushed towards his hands at the same time.
Inject the long sword.
He moved his feet, and his figure flew around. With the Lei Xiao in his right hand and the giant tower in his left hand, the silver arc and the black arc drew a perfect circle. The sword circle rotated, and the air was drawn into it, forming a tornado.
At a certain moment, Han Yi stopped turning, stepped on his feet, swung his sword, and thunderous sword rays shot out. A mountain rock exploded, and he spun around and slashed horizontally with a huge sword. The white sword rays were slender and silent, and they formed
Pieces of the big tree fell down, and the fractures were flat and smooth.
Jiu Fang stood in the air and watched Han Yi dance his sword with shock in his eyes.
"Double sword style is interesting. If you can master it perfectly, no one can stop your progress in the future."
...
On the fighting battlefield, thousands of disciples stood under the ring, and the elders in the stands had already arrived, closing their eyes to rest.
The top twenty-five who were determined yesterday stood in the ring, and Ji Xuanyou looked in a certain direction from time to time.
"What's going on? Why hasn't the sect master shown up yet?" Fang Xiaoyue couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you ask a disciple to take a look?"
"Wait a little longer, the time is not up yet." After Mu Fangyun finished speaking, he continued, "In a quarter of an hour, if the sect master doesn't show up in a quarter of an hour, you should go there in person."
"Um."
Soon, a quarter of an hour passed quietly, and many veterans in the arena were already waiting impatiently.
"Elder Mu, the time is almost up, it's time to start the finals." Zheng Yi looked at Elder Mu and said.
"When the time comes, it will naturally begin." Elder Mu said calmly.
Zheng Yi frowned, glanced at Li Huang, and said nothing.
"It's better that I go for a run." Fang Xiaoyue said hello to Mu Fangyun and prepared to rush to the direction of Xinsheng Villa.
"Look, Han Yi is here."
I don't know which disciple shouted, "Wow," and all the disciples in the battle field immediately turned their heads and looked over. In the distance, Han Yi flew over with two swords on his back. The giant tower was on the left, and Lei Xiao was on the right.
An unspeakable aura lingers around him, making it irresistible at first glance.
"This guy has become stronger again." When Ji Xuanyou saw Han Yi, he felt extremely dangerous in his heart.
"Interesting." Li Huang murmured. Zheng Yi behind him looked ugly, and Fang Yao frowned, seeming to feel deeply about Han Yi's changes.
Han Yi swept across the arena and raised his hands to the elders in the stands.
"Sorry, disciple is late."
"It doesn't matter, the time has not come yet." Elder Mu smiled and said, "Okay, now that everyone is here, let's start drawing lots."
At this moment, Elder Mu seemed to sense something and raised his head to look at the sky. The elders and all the disciples also raised their heads.
An instant later, a silver light appeared in the sky, coming from the direction of the inner palace. As they approached, the silver light dimmed, revealing their figures. A young man and a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, who were surprisingly Lei Lingyu and who had disappeared for half a year.
The everlasting autumn is exquisite.
"Greetings to the Lord of the Palace."
Elder Mu and all the elders bowed at the same time. Only then did the disciples react and salute quickly.
"No need to be polite." Lei Lingyu stood in the air and waved his hand.
"So this is the Palace Master, he is so young." Some disciples discussed in a low voice, "I thought the Palace Master was an old man."
"Keep your voice down, be careful not to be overheard." The disciple next to him said quickly.
"Does the master of the palace suddenly come to the outer palace to give you any instructions?" Elder Mu looked at Lei Lingyu.
"Elder Mu, the disciple next to me is also a freshman who has just entered Waifu for a year. However, she has been practicing in seclusion before. She will not have time to participate in the selection of Waifu University in the future. I sent her out this time to let her participate in the finals training.
one time."
"Palace Master, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. These disciples have gone through layers of screening before entering the finals. If a new student is rashly allowed to join them at this time, the disciples will inevitably feel a little resentful." Elder Mu frowned.
"Let's do this. I'll let her pick someone to challenge. If she wins, let her participate in the finals, and the competing disciple doesn't need to withdraw. If she loses, I won't say anything else." Lei Lingyu said with a smile.
smile.
"Do you have any objections to the palace master's arrangement?" Elder Mu turned to ask Han Yi and others in the ring.
None of the disciples objected. Seeing this, Lei Lingyu nodded and waved Qiu Linglong to the ring.
"Linglong, you decide who you want to challenge."
Qiu Linglong looked at the twenty-five people in the ring, her eyes lingering on Han Yi. Then she rolled her eyes at Han Yi, and finally chose an old student named Zhao Huan. The old student's expression darkened and his fists clenched.
I wonder how strong the disciple recommended by the master of the palace is? If I can defeat him, my reputation in the outer palace will also be great.
Zhao Huan took a step forward and bowed his hand to Qiu Linglong.
"Junior sister Qiu, please give me some advice."
"Wait a minute." Qiu Linglong jumped in front of Han Yi, "Mu Mu, when the party is over, you have to accompany me to the mountains to play. This is your promise, and you are not allowed to go back on it."
"Okay, okay, I understand." Han Yi stretched out his hand and flicked Qiu Linglong's forehead, "Have a good game and let me see how strong you are now."
"Hehe, of course, I'm here to attack you."
Qiu Linglong smiled slyly, turned her hand, and a long blue sword appeared in her hand. The cold breath escaped, and tiny ice crystals immediately condensed in the air and adhered to the scabbard.
Situ Feng, who retreated to the ring, stood beside Han Yi, looked at Qiu Linglong and said.
"Junior Brother Han, this Junior Sister Qiu Linglong seems to be very extraordinary."
"Well, I don't know her very well, but the teacher loves her very much and seems to regard her as his granddaughter."
Situ Feng nodded and continued to pay attention to the situation in the arena.
On the other side, Li Huang also became somewhat interested in Qiu Linglong who suddenly appeared.
"Qiu Linglong, do you know her situation?"
"Back to the Pavilion Master, it is said that Qiu Linglong is one of the three disciples who caused the spiritual monument vision in this session. We also sent people to invite her to join the Peacock Pavilion, but we could not find her whereabouts at all. Unexpectedly, she turned out to be
Practice in the Inner Palace." Zheng Yi replied, looking at Qiu Linglong with a much more solemn gaze, but deep down there was deep jealousy. The Inner Palace, that is the holy land that many of their outer disciples yearn for.
The empty Lei Lingyu landed next to Han Yi, and the disciples around him immediately took a few steps back. When he saw the two swords behind Han Yi, a smile appeared on his lips.
"Teacher." Han Yi greeted him.
"Well, judging from your aura, you have already reached the peak level of the Lingzong stage. So the Thunder Seven Killing Technique has also broken through to the sixth level."
"Teacher has a keen eye, it's true."
"Looking at the change in your skin color, it seems that you have also practiced the Dragon Elephant Body Hegemony Technique, and you have reached a higher level. Cultivation of both spiritual and physical bodies is not an easy path. However, the teacher supports you."
"Thank you, teacher." Han Yi felt slightly warm in his heart.
"Situ Feng, Li Huang, you two have managed to keep your composure and are still staying in the outer palace. Li Mo entered the inner palace half a year ago and has even entered the top fifty on the spiritual list." Lei Lingyu
Said to Situ Feng and Li Huang.
The two of them were shocked, and their eyes changed. They didn't expect that Li Mo had just entered the mansion and hit the spiritual list, and he was still ranked in the top fifty. It was incredible.
"Master of the palace, has Li Mo broken through to the spiritual general stage?" Situ Feng suddenly asked.
"No, he is still at the peak of Lingzong."
"What?" Situ Feng and Li Huang exclaimed at the same time. With their Lingzong cultivation, they entered the Spirit Ranking and broke into the top fifty. This had a huge impact on them. The Spirit Ranking was the ranking of the strongest men in the inner palace.
Everyone on this list is definitely a true genius.
It seems that the two of them have lived too comfortably in the foreign palace. Over the years, they have been desperately chasing Li Mo's footsteps, but they don't want the distance between them to become wider and wider.
Listening to the conversation between the Palace Master and Situ Feng, the surrounding disciples were a little confused and did not understand what the so-called spirit list was. However, the Tianmen disciples understood one thing. Their former sect leader Li Mo was among them.
The palace definitely set off a frenzy, which was enough to shock every inner palace disciple.
In the arena, Qiu Linglong looked at Zhao Huan and curled her lips.
"You are not my opponent yet, just admit defeat."
"Junior sister, what you say is a bit self-righteous. Your cultivation level is only in the late stage of Lingzong, and I have reached the peak of Lingzong a few years ago. The concentration of spiritual essence is not even weaker than that of Lingjiang monks. Do you think you can do it?"
Beat me?" Zhao Huan had a cold face, his physical and spiritual energy surged, and his aura was powerful.
"Senior brother, you said one thing wrong. I didn't think I could defeat you, but I can defeat you." Qiu Linglong said with a smile, drew her sword, and struck down lightly, leaving a slender slash.
The blue sword light suddenly flashed out.
However, such a simple sword made Zhao Huan's pupils shrink suddenly and his hair stand on end. He no longer dared to look down on Qiu Linglong. The condensed spiritual power surged along his arm and punched out. A fist mark flew out.
, turned into a size of tens of meters, the flames rose, and it was extremely hot.
However, the fist seal flew towards me with great momentum, but was easily split into two by the blue sword light. The cold air froze it, and it fell to pieces when it fell to the ground.
"How is that possible?" Zhao Huan's face changed in shock, he punched out both fists at the same time and roared, "Two dragons go to sea."
Two flame dragons flew out from his arms, intertwined and collided with the sword light. The next moment, Zhao Huan's face showed an expression of disbelief. His strongest spiritual skill was still unable to withstand Qiu Linglong's casual move.
Behead, the sword light beheaded the two fire dragons, and the cold air extinguished the flames.
Everything happened in just a few breaths. The sword light broke through two of Zhao Huan's spiritual skills and slashed towards his throat. He couldn't avoid it at all. The terrible cold air enveloped his body and condensed into a layer of ice crystals.
His spiritual power seemed to be solidified and unable to flow.
Lei Lingyu raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and a ray of silver light shot out, hitting the sword energy and annihilating it at the same time.
"Elder Mu, can she participate in the finals now?"