The reminder from the senior sister made Ling Qi feel a little more uneasy. Looking at a figure flying over in the distance, Ling Qi's eyes became slightly serious, but soon his face became a little strange. What's wrong with this figure?

It felt like I was hit and flew away.

Not everyone has the talent like Ling Qi to see through who the person is. The onlookers only saw a figure hitting the ground and stirring up countless dust. When the smoke cleared, they realized that the person who came looked familiar, and there was a man with a quick mouth who was a bit unfamiliar.

He said with certainty: "This seems to be the little sword god."

"It's the little sword god. I didn't expect that Wenjian had already alerted him!"

"But why is the little sword god so embarrassed? He looks like he has been beaten."

"This is like being beaten. I didn't expect that the successor of the Sword God would have such a day!"

"Then who hit him?"

"Is it possible that someone from the older generation has come out?"

"..."

The man in the field ignored the comments of the onlookers. Looking at the somewhat confused Ling Qi in front of him, he shouted to the sky: "I lose this game. I hope that next time you challenge, you won't do something like this."

Means." The little sword god didn't know that he had become that person's power-building prop. His embarrassing appearance made Ling Qi's previous winning streak disappear. Looking at the young man who still had a hint of wariness in his eyes, the man shook his head.

, a few of them ducked to the corner, neatly tidied their clothes, looked at the woman sitting at the table eating snacks, laughed twice and sat down at the table. The man reached out and was about to pick up the cakes on the table, but

Hearing the woman coughing twice, she said with a bit of teasing: "You don't think that my junior brother is any worse than you, a dabbler, do you?"

The man's movements froze. He looked at the woman with a smile on his face and retracted his hand with some helplessness. He looked at the young man in front of the palace door and commented softly: "This is the innate flawless body of your Supreme Being. If it were someone else, I

I really think he has a slight chance of winning, but this is Wen Jian, you, my junior brother, don’t think you can really fight that guy with a Chang Ming, do you?”

"That's my junior brother. Even if you can't win, you will win." The woman's words were somewhat unreasonable, which made the little sword god beside him shake his head helplessly. He looked at the figure stepping down step by step in the distance and felt strong.

Holding back the trembling of his body, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

Ling Qi looked at this figure and was a little confused. This was really not the Immortal Realm. This kind of oppression had only been felt by the master and the nameless peak master. But soon, Ling Qi realized that this was not the one who came.

The oppression was caused by Wan Jian from Wan Jian Mountain, and he was just a fish in the pond that was affected.

Some of the onlookers exclaimed when they saw the tens of thousands of sword shadows emerging in the sky. The figure looked at the huge array of sword shadows in the sky, seemingly a little disgusted, and pointed his right hand towards the sky, with a sword energy and several swords stabbing downwards.

The sword shadows collided, and the violent spiritual energy fluctuations caused the sky to shake several times. The smoke and dust dispersed, and the crowd looked at the broken sword shadows, and a stuttering voice said: "Relegated...immortal...inherited?"

Ling Qi recognized that this was something specious, but the shock brought by this visitor's appearance would not be weakened by the question of authenticity. Feeling the figure's eyes piercing him, the young man even wanted to give up and leave here.

, just looking at the senior sister in the audience who was watching the fun and not taking it too seriously, and the senior sister Xia who sat at the table at some point, Ling Qi smiled bitterly a few times, and then looked at the invisible figure who was wrapped in a kind of sword energy.

The clear figure bowed and said, "His Majesty Ling Qi."

"Your Majesty asked about the Peak." As if he didn't want to expose himself to the public eye, he just said the name of the peak, and then looked at Ling Qi and stopped talking. Ling Qi gave a bitter smile, stretched out his hand, and Chang Ming behind him

There seemed to be a bit of joy, and a golden light actually appeared, which made the little sword god sitting below look a little more appreciative. He just looked at the young opponent, shook his head and drank tea.

"Sword-like heart is clear, but it's a pity that this is my opponent!" The little sword god sighed with emotion. Before he finished speaking, he felt two chills beside him. Looking at the two women in front of him, the little sword god barely squeezed out a trace of coldness.

Smiling, he said slowly: "It's not like you don't know this man's deeds, even the real Sword Heart and Clear Mind can't take more than ten moves in his hands!"

The faces of the two women were darkened. Looking at the two opposing people, they only hoped that this junior brother would not lose too ugly after a while!

The pressure Ling Qi faced was something that the onlookers couldn't feel. Facing the figure in front of him who didn't even draw his sword, Ling Qi could only laugh to himself whether this was retribution. Facing this kind of situation, it seemed as if he was facing a sword.

Feeling like a famous sword, the young man took a deep breath, slightly cupped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me."

"This sword is called Da Meng Jie Kong." Ling Qi pulled out the Chang Ming in his hand. Some of the onlookers wiped their eyes and asked the people around him hesitantly: "Why did I see nine swords?"

The face of the senior sister in the corner was a bit happy and a bit disappointed. Her sword still didn't let the younger brother get more chips. Looking at the move of Yi Jian and Jiu Jian, that figure

He seemed a little disappointed and said softly: "The tide is rising."

Ling Qi only felt a force blocking his slashing sword. Looking at his opponent who did not move, the young man's eyes were filled with despair. The broken long sword appeared in front of his eyes. The young man closed his eyes slightly,

Then the sword move in his hand changed again, and a long sword turned into an ark, breaking the wave. However, the sword did not accomplish anything. Looking at his unscathed opponent, Ling Qi sighed helplessly, but heard

The other party asked with a hint of expectation: "Who was that sword just now?"

"Feeling at ease." Ling Qi didn't feel happy in his heart. The other party's recognition was not like being surprised by the power of the sword, but more like seeing a fun toy. The other party was silent for a moment, and then said again: "Chao

fall."

Facing this sword, Ling Qi seemed to have seen the rushing water that he felt in the sea. In a hurry, he only had time to raise his sword to block. Seeing that he was repelled by this word for more than a hundred steps, Ling Qi

I secretly complained in my heart, if I lose this competition too ugly, then my idea will become an empty talk.

Ling Qi coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at the figure in front of him, and asked with some hesitation: "Which member of the Guanjiang Jiu family are you?"

The figure just nodded slightly, looked at the trembling young man in front of him, and said softly: "If you have no other means, then my expectation will be in vain."

"Can't you make some preparations for my junior brother? How can you come up like this and use all your strength?" The senior sister in the corner couldn't see it, and shouted at the figure. The figure looked at the woman in the corner, slightly

He nodded and said, "You told me that your junior brother would give me a surprise, so I came."

The figure turned around and looked at the young man who still didn't dare to relax, and said softly: "If you beat me, then Wan Jian will naturally agree to you." Ling Qi knew the meaning of this sentence. If he didn't win, then Wan Jian would even

Give up your so-called innate flawless body.

Looking at the merciless figure in front of him, Ling Qi smiled and said: "Fortunately, I saved a hand before I came. I thought I wouldn't use it, but now it seems that it's just a prickly toy in front of you.

Come on!" Ling Qi put back Chang Ming, who seemed a little unconvinced, looked at the opponent in front of him and bowed slightly, and said: "Give me a quarter of an hour, can you?"

"Okay." The figure seemed a little curious, but the figure was still obscured by the strange sword energy, making it difficult for Ling Qi to see clearly. However, Ling Qi didn't care about his opponent's expression now. He closed his eyes and felt Wan Jian.

Under the pressure of the mountain, I felt that the figure in front of me was like a long sword. I smiled bitterly and stretched my right hand behind my back. I endured the pain and slowly pulled out a sword from my back. There was still blood dripping from the sword, but there was no

It's not murderous, but makes people feel a little sad.

Ling Qi took a breath and looked at his opponent who seemed to have become serious. He laughed softly and said, "I borrowed this sword from my senior sister. The name of the sword is Qingying."

"Qingying Sword, hey, Xia Qinghan, what do you mean? You think our senior sisters won't borrow it, right?" The senior sister in the corner looked at the woman in white next to her who still looked like it had nothing to do with her. She was a little angry.

The woman pushed away the troublemaker who wanted to entangle her, her face still looked calm and calm, but there was still a bit of joy hidden in her eyes.

Ling Qi's Taishang Demon Transformation relied on the skills of too many senior brothers and sisters, so if he really borrowed their sword, it would probably become a poor imitation. And Senior Sister Xia did not practice swordsmanship, and her sword was originally hers.

The magic manifested itself by borrowing Ling Qi's body and transforming into a long sword again.

Ling Qi raised his sword, and Wan Jianshan seemed to have some resistance because of the sword. Several sword shadows stabbed at the young man in front of the palace door, but before they could fly in front of Ling Qi, they were cut in half by a force.

Some sharp-eyed onlookers looked at this scene and said hesitantly: "Is this really the inheritance of the banished immortal?"

"How could this be true? My master once said that a person like the Banished Immortal would not even bother to leave a legacy." The little sword god in the corner said with some disdain as he looked at the onlookers whose eyes became fanatical like Yun Yiyun's.

.Looked at the two women on the side, and then at some of the onlookers who couldn't help but rushed forward, as if they were watching a good show.

The two women looked like the old gods were present, which made the little sword god have some expectations in his heart. He didn't know how the young man would deal with this situation. If the sword that was ready to the end was interrupted, he might never be able to swing it again.

This is a stronger sword! Then the little sword god saw a scene that surprised him. Facing the attack of dozens of people, the young man swung the sword without dodging, and the powerful pressure forced him to retreat.

Then, several inches of their hair were shaved off.

"Junior brother, even if you strike with a fatal blow, your senior sister will protect you!" This sword was indeed exquisite, but when the senior sister saw that the young man had finally restrained his sharp edge and only punished him slightly, there was a hint of bitterness in her heart.

The younger brother's sword was finally affected. I should have ignored my master's objection and took Ling Qi to the ancient battlefield to practice. My younger brother's desire to kill was too shallow.

"Sister, at least you have some confidence in your junior brother!"

"Isn't it blocked by a sword from the other side? Wait a moment and the sword will be drawn." The senior sister who reacted looked at the figure opposite Ling Qi with joy in her eyes. He drew out the long sword from behind. The figure looked at the figure in front of him.
Chapter completed!