Xiu Yi was wearing white clothes, even his hair was white, and his white hair fluttered in the wind, and the Taoist bones were fairy-like.

Standing in the competition arena, he has an indescribable temperament, like an old god descending to earth, making people unable to help but want to worship the mystery.

Holding a long sword in hand, every move has the style of a demeanor of a man of virtue and high spirits.

A faint voice came, "You are a junior, please draw your sword."

A rare solemnity appeared on Jianying's beautiful face. She practiced the Ice Soul Divine Sword Skill. Although the sword technique has not yet been completed, the true energy has turned into the Ice True Qi. She therefore broke through to the late stage of Qihai, but when facing Xiuyi, she felt depressed.

call out!

She drew her sword, and the Ice Soul Sword emitted a white mist, and a cold breath swept through it.

Everyone felt the chill in the competition and couldn't help but tremble. The body with a slightly weaker cultivation began to freeze. Fortunately, there were elders of the master sect around him to help drive away the chill, otherwise they would definitely be frozen into an ice sculpture.

The sword shadow activated the ice true energy, and the coldness swept through it, and the temperature in this area became lower and lower.

Cultivating righteousness is as motionless as a bell, even if the sword shadow shows his terrifying strength, he will not change his face.

"Senior, offended me."

Jianying took the lead and rushed out with the Ice Soul Sword in hand.

Her body movement was strange, and her sword moves were extremely fast. She appeared next to Xiuyi in the blink of an eye and attacked the vital points of his body.

The sword shadow was so fast that everyone couldn't see her body clearly, so they could only see a afterimage.

The sword in her hand was faster, and dozens of swords were slashed out in an instant, and dozens of dazzling sword energy swept across.

He practiced the meaning faster and faced it calmly, but he never drew his sword from beginning to end.

The battle was in full swing.

The sword lights and the figures are flashing.

Everyone held their breath and watched the showdown between the two super masters intently.

At this moment, Xiuyi drew his sword.

The moment he drew his sword, seven bright stars seemed to flash in the sky. The seven stars were connected, forming a sword energy, and quickly attacking the sword shadow.

The sword shadow raises the sword to block it.

clang!

The seven-star sword energy hit the Ice Po Sword. Jianying felt his arms numb, and the tiger's mouth hurt slightly, and the Ice Po Sword in his hand couldn't help but fall to the ground.

She was knocked away by a powerful force, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and she fell to the ground and could never get up again.

"call."

The spectator took a deep breath.

"What a terrifying Big Dipper Sword Technique, it defeated the left sword shadow of the Divine Sword Sect in just one move."

The strength shown by Xiu Yi, the ancestor of the Beidou Sword Sect, shocked everyone. It is no loss that he was a powerful man who became famous in the ancient martial arts world thousands of years ago.

Jianying endured the pain and climbed up from the ground, picking up the Ice Soul Sword on the ground.

She looked pale and clasped her fists at Xiuyi; "The seniors have excellent sword skills and have reached the level of superb level, and the younger generation is convinced."

Xiuyi pointed out the country and spoke, "You are also very good. Your attainment in swordsmanship is so high at a young age. If you go by in your life, you will definitely become a famous strong man."

Jianying dragged her seriously injured body and walked off the competition venue, appeared in front of Ye Kuang, and said helplessly; "Sect Master, my subordinates are incompetent..."

Ye Kuang stopped slightly, interrupted her words, and said, "You have done a good job. The ancestor of the Beidou Sword Sect was a powerful man who was famous in the ancient martial arts world thousands of years ago. If you practice for thousands of years, you will be much better than him."

After Xiuyi won the victory, he stood on the court and waited for other challengers.

But the strength he showed was too strong, and others believed that they were not opponents, so no one dared to challenge him in the competition for a while.

Ye Kuang frowned slightly and asked, "Did you see clearly how the ancestor of the Beidou Sword Sect drew his sword?"

Fen Tian nodded slightly and said, "I see clearly. At the moment he drew his sword, he slashed out seven swords in succession, and the seven swords were connected to form the Beidou Seven Swords."

Jian Yi nodded solemnly; "This sword technique is really terrible."

Ye Kuang asked, "I can't see through his cultivation level. Do you think he has broken through the Qihai Realm and entered his natal realm?"

Fen Tian thought for a while and said, "It's not that easy. The natal realm is a hurdle for cultivators. There are countless cultivators from ancient times to the present, but few have reached the natal realm. I think there are not many in the entire ancient martial arts world who have reached the natal realm."

"It's good if you haven't entered the natal realm."

As long as the cultivation of righteousness has not entered the natal realm, Ye Kuang will have the strength to fight.

"Is there anyone challenging it? If there is no one, the position of this leader will belong to me."

The sound of cultivation of meaning resounded all around.

All the masters from the ancient martial arts world gathered here. They had heard the name of Xiu Yi, the ancestor of the Beidou Sword Sect, and knew some of his deeds. Thousands of years ago, he had competed with the leader of the Divine Sword Sect for the position of the leader of the righteous alliance.

Although he suffered a crushing defeat, his strength cannot be underestimated.

Thousands of years have passed, his strength has reached a terrifying level, and the Beidou Seven Star Sword has also reached its peak.

Everyone thought they were not opponents and did not come on stage to seek abuse.

Everyone's eyes were on Ye Kuang.

Perhaps the only one who can fight against Xiuyi now is Ye Kuang, the leader of the Divine Sword Sect.

Ye Kuang jumped out and flew out, standing steadily a hundred meters ahead of Xiuyi, clasped his fists at him, and spoke, "Ye Kuang, the Divine Sword Sect, came to experience it."

Xiu Yi's expression was still calm, without any expression, and he looked like a paranormal, gently stroked his white beard and said, "I heard that an amazing young hero has appeared in the ancient martial arts world. He is the leader of the sect at a young age. It is really a blessing to have a young genius like you in the ancient martial arts world."

"Where, where, the predecessors have been famous for thousands of years and are highly respected. Now they can break through the barriers when the ancient martial arts world is in chaos. This is a blessing for the ancient martial arts world."

Ye Kuang is also very modest.

Xiu Yi nodded gently, carrying one hand and holding a sword in the other hand, making a gesture of asking for help; "Get out the sword."

Ye Kuang also made a gesture of invitation and spoke, "I have never practiced any sword skills, so I will not use the sword. Senior, I will offend you."

He knew how powerful Xiuyi was, so he didn't dare to be arrogant and took the lead in launching an attack.

He activated the Dragon Clan secret technique to leap the first secret of the Dragon Gate to the Dragon Gate. The aura on his body continued to rise, and in just a moment it rose to a limit.

Before, when he was at the Ghost Destroy Sect and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, he held the evil sword in his hand and started killing. The evil sword absorbed the essence, blood and power of thousands of cultivators. He gained great benefits as a result, and his cultivation level was directly increased from the early stage of the cyclone to the late stage of the cyclone.

After reaching the late stage of the cyclone, he activated the Dragon Clan secret technique and the aura on his body reached the extreme.

Even the ancestor cultivator of the Beidou Sword Sect was surprised, with a shock on his calm face.

Ye Kuang's aura was like a rainbow, surrounded by golden light on his body, like an ancient Buddha.

But there was a trace of black in the golden light.

Others didn't know what was going on, but the strong men in Yongle Palace knew that they all looked solemn.

Xueer sighed, "I don't know if Brother Ye takes all his strength to attack, will the evil power in his body come out to cause trouble. If he is controlled by the evil spirit, it will be trouble."

Fen Tian spoke, "The sect leader should be responsible, we can just watch patiently."
Chapter completed!