I saw a place where the clouds were misty, and below me there was a mountain peak whose top was flattened by a sword, and there was a huge martial arts stage on it.

This platform is a hundred feet in diameter, and the stone platform seems to be empty around it, but in fact there is hidden power of the formation flowing around it.

"Here we come." At this time, on the sword-controlling stage, a group of new disciples looked at the sword light in the sky and said excitedly.

The Sword Control Platform is usually a place where Ziyangguan disciples practice fighting against each other, so there is both a dedicated area for fighting and a place to watch the battle.

As Zhou Yu followed Chang Zheng's sword light and fell, he saw that in addition to the thirty-two new disciples mentioned by Chang Zheng, there were also a dozen old disciples of Ziyang Temple protecting him.

The leaders were Chang Hao and Chang Le, and the reason why he spotted these two people at a glance was because Feng Xiaoping was standing over there with a cheerful look on his face.

In front of everyone, Wang Ziyang stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a purple Taoist robe, with silver hair on his head, and a rosy face, which made him look like an immortal.

"Master."

"Uncle Master."

Zhou Yu and Chang Zheng stood on the high platform used for martial arts competitions, bowed their hands and saluted.

"Get ready, let's start." Master Ziyang said warmly.

In front of a group of disciples, he did not choose to use long words of encouragement.

But as soon as these words came out, the entire sword-controlling platform suddenly became quiet, as if there was suddenly a hidden anxiety in the air.

While the atmosphere became depressing, there was also an incomparable heat of expectation brewing.

For these new disciples, nothing is more attractive than the grand scene of flying swords and wielding sword energy.

Because this seemingly fairy-like method can be obtained by them after hard work.

"Junior brother, please." Feeling the expectations of the disciples, Chang Zheng stretched out his hand and suddenly a long sword glowing with fiery red began to swim around him.

"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Chang would also condense sword intent. In this case, please forgive me, Senior Brother." Feeling the extremely explosive sword intent faintly emanating from the fiery red sword, Zhou Yu felt a chill in his heart and said immediately.

"Go." As soon as he finished speaking, the Qingming Sword whizzed away from Zhou Yu's side, like a green-white electric light. In just the blink of an eye, it crossed a distance of tens of feet and arrived in front of Chang Zheng.

"So fast." When the disciples on the viewing platform saw this scene, their hearts suddenly stopped.

boom!

The next moment, just when they thought Chang Zheng would be defeated by the blue and white sword, they heard a sharp explosion, and then the crisp sound of metal collision.

Suddenly, the blue-white sword light and the fiery red sword light separated at the touch of each other.

"Junior brother, it's better to use some real skills." Chang Zheng said, glancing at Master Ziyang on the viewing platform.

"In that case, senior brother, be careful." When Zhou Yu heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Master Uncle Wang is still the same Master Uncle Wang. Although he did not give me any magic weapon or sword intention, it seems that he wants to use Senior Brother Chang's hand to give me guidance." After understanding this, Zhou Yu immediately stopped holding on.

Since Master Ziyang is watching over him, he can use it with confidence.

Buzz buzz!

In an instant, Zhou Yu held the Qingming Sword in his hand, and a cold sword energy shot into the sky.

In just a few breaths, one after another sharp sword energy appeared behind him in a form visible to the naked eye, and there was a faint sound of water waves surging into the sky.

"Go." The next moment, Zhou Yu made a sword gesture.

Behind him, countless blue-white sword energy roared towards Chang Zheng, like a big wave, causing the space that the sword energy passed through to begin to distort.

Boom!

Facing such surging sword energy, Chang Zheng's expression began to become serious.

It seems to be just sword energy, but it actually contains a sword intention that seems to be there but not at all.

"Not bad." Chang Zheng said, and immediately slashed at the sword energy that was like a huge wave.

In an instant, as a crimson sword light lit up, countless fiery red sword qi roared out, like blooming flames, immediately wiping out one after another blue and white sword qi.

It was obviously just a collision of sword qi, but as the blue-white sword qi and the fiery red sword qi continued to annihilate each other, an aura like white mist flowed out from between the two.

And with the birth of this white mist breath, the sky nearby seemed to be really shrouded in thick fog and began to become blurry.

"Senior brother, be careful." At this time, Zhou Yu warned, and immediately executed a series of sword techniques with both hands very quickly, and immersed himself in the Qingming Sword.

Buzz buzz!

In an instant, as each sword technique entered the body, the Qingming Sword immediately began to change. On the sword body that was radiating cold light, there were one after another substantive sword angs that separated out.

As soon as these sword gangs appeared, even if they were separated by dozens of feet, everyone on the viewing platform felt as if there were countless swords beside their ears, all shouting at this moment.

At this moment, dozens of sword angs derived from the Qingming Sword were constantly intertwining with each other in the sky, generating an endless stream of sword energy, and then forming an extremely huge sword cloud, covering the entire martial arts stage.

"Broken." As soon as the sword cloud appeared, Zhou Yu shouted coldly. Regardless of the white mist of sword energy generated when it collided with the red sword energy, there were countless green underworld swords, like a torrential rain.

Generally, it pours away in the direction of Chang Zheng.

Different from the previous sword energy, at this moment, the sword roaring out from the sword cloud was not transparent at all, and each handle seemed to be solid.

Even though the white mist surrounding the sword made it difficult to see the scene clearly, as the blue-white sword continued to pour out, the sound of the heavy sword falling to the ground was extremely loud.

It is easy to think that Chang Zheng at this moment should be pierced by ten thousand swords.

"With the help of the Diyun Sword Formation, the sword energy is generated. This Diyun Sword Technique is quite good. It finally has some charm, but just this is not enough to deal with Chang Zheng." On the viewing platform,

Wang Ziyang looked at this scene and immediately stroked his beard and said.

As soon as Wang Ziyang's words fell, under the whistling of the blue and white swords all over the sky, the white sword mist that had just filled the martial arts stage gradually dissipated.

Instead, there was a fiery red lotus.

This fiery red lotus flower was extremely huge, occupying nearly ten steps in radius.

On the outermost layer of the fiery red lotus, there are one long blue-white sword after another at the moment, looking miserable and miserable.

"Junior brother, be careful, senior brother is about to take action." At this time, Chang Zheng's energetic voice came out from within the fiery red lotus.

At the same time, the outermost layer of the fiery red lotus, which occupied a ten-step radius and appeared extremely huge, suddenly opened.

It was like a flower blooming, but as the outermost petals unfolded, Zhou Yu found that the green and white sword hanging on it began to crack.

And as it shattered and scattered in the space, a palm-sized fiery red lotus suddenly appeared.
Chapter completed!