Meng Haoyu and Ling Yun returned to their sect positions, and Chen Fang said: "Congratulations on successfully winning the first game. Take a rest first. The first round should be over after today's competition, and the second round will be held tomorrow.

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"Yes, Master!"

"What you have to do now is to observe every opponent in the field, understand them, and be able to face them calmly when you encounter them."

In these eight games, only Yan Zhimeng played in Feixuemen. Through this period of training, her strength has also entered the early stage of Lingxu.

Her opponent is a magician from the Snow Flower Sect named Liu Qing, whose strength is also at the early stage of Lingxu.

After both sides saluted each other, the battle began.

Yan Zhimeng majored in swordsmanship. She was the first to attack and wanted to seize the opportunity. Moreover, magicians were most afraid of close swordsmanship. As long as they could get close to each other, victory would be quick. She raised her hand and started the Snow Sword Fight. It started in the field.

Filled with this sword spirit.

Liu Qing took his time and made a seal with his hands. Suddenly, snowflakes began to float in the originally clear sky. Under Liu Qing's control, all the snowflakes instantly turned into sharp knives and swords to intercept the oncoming Yan Zhimeng.

Yan Zhimeng walked with weird steps, swung the spirit sword in her hand rapidly, and kept breaking the ice swords. She dodged countless ice swords like a spirit cat. It was like entering a deserted land, and the whole person moved in one go.

Seeing that he could not stop Yan Zhimeng, Liu Qing squeezed another seal in his hand, and the number of ice swords suddenly increased several times, and all of them were shot at Yan Zhimeng.

Liu Qing majored in ice-attribute magic, while Yan Zhimeng, who was fighting against him, was a sword cultivator. Immortal cultivators who majored in magic were most taboo with swordsmen cultivating in close quarters. In this way, they would lose the advantage of magicians in long-range attacks.

attack.

Faced with so many ice swords, Yan Zhimeng did not dare to step forward rashly. After using a powerful sword energy to chop up the ice swords that were flying all over the sky, she was forced to distance herself.

Liu Qing began to feel relaxed when she saw that Yan Zhimeng couldn't get close to her despite trying several times.

She said: "Sister Yan, our strength is almost the same. Don't waste your efforts in vain. You can't get close to me. Don't let your spiritual power be exhausted by then and let me win a victory in vain."

"Really? Do you really think that I can't defeat you if I can't get close to you?"

Yan Zhimeng smiled slightly after speaking, and took out the spiritual sword in his hand, shooting straight into the sky, turning into three identical flying swords in the air, and shooting directly at Liu Qing.

Liu Qing was frightened by this sudden change. She lost her voice and said: "This is the art of sword control. I didn't expect you to practice sword control."

"It's just a fluke. I found some ways to deal with you now."

Li Chunfeng said: "I didn't expect that girl Zhimeng to actually discover the art of sword control. Yes, she is a good talent."

Xiao Ran on the side replied: "Third Elder, the junior sister's talent is really not what you want. This is an incomplete sword-control technique she got by chance, but it only has the first level."

"Although there is only the first level, it is not easy to practice successfully. If there is a complete method, Zhimeng girl's real combat power will be greatly improved." Li Chunfeng said.

"This sword-control technique is one of the most powerful sword techniques in ancient times. It has been lost for many years. It is even more difficult to obtain all the techniques than to reach the sky." Second Elder Su Che said.

"The art of sword control is divided into three levels. The first level uses Qi to control the sword and draws Qi as the sword; the second level uses the human sword to merge into one and uses the mind to control the sword; the third level uses the innate spiritual treasure and the spirit sword.

A protector who has truly cultivated to the third level can be called a swordsman." Great Elder Gongsun Ming explained.

"Wow, is it so powerful?" Qiu Yu on the side said in surprise.

"When I was young, I was fortunate enough to see a swordsman-level figure who had mastered the true art of sword control. He could kill an enemy thousands of miles away with just one thought. It was very terrifying."

When Meng Haoyu heard the great elder's words, he felt a little fascinated, and even more delighted, because his Taixuan Dao included complete sword-control techniques.

In the field, Yan Zhimeng controlled three flying swords, flying in the air with unpredictable paths.

Liu Qing quickly flashed her body, condensed an ice sword in her hand, and knocked away the flying sword.

But how can sword control be so easy to crack? Three flying swords attacked again from three directions.

Seeing this, Liu Qing hurriedly cast a spell, and three giant ice swords condensed in an instant, heading towards Yan Zhimeng's flying sword.

Although Yan Zhimeng's flying sword was temporarily blocked, her ice sword was also shattered.

Yan Zhimeng kept waving the three flying swords in her hands, rising to high altitude, and quickly moved closer to form a group of the most common three-talented sword array, locking onto Liu Qing on the ground.

Yan Zhimeng controlled the sword formation to directly lock Liu Qing inside, hoping to restrict his movements so that the battle could end as soon as possible.

Liu Qing was not one to be manipulated by others. When she saw that she was about to be imprisoned, she hurriedly shouted: "A Thousand Miles of Frozen!"

As he spoke, a huge icicle rose into the sky, trying to scatter the Sancai Sword Formation.

But she still underestimated Yan Zhimeng's sword control skills, which not only incorporated formations, but also contained powerful sword energy in this formation.

When the icicles came into contact with the sword formation, the sword formation was not defeated as Liu Qing expected, and the icicles were crushed to pieces by the sword energy carried around the sword formation.

Seeing that this move was useless, Liu Qing cast the spell again, and three huge icicles rose up from the ground again, blocking the flying swords in the air.

This time, Yan Zhimeng's Sancai Sword Formation was blocked. Under Liu Qing's attack, the Sancai Sword Formation was shattered.

Yan Zhimeng recalled the flying sword. It was too much for her to perform sword control for such a long time. In order not to delay any more time, she prepared to kill him with one blow.

With the spirit sword in hand, Yan Zhimeng stood in the air, holding the seventh form of Feixue Sword in her hand. The powerful sword energy filled the entire trial field.

The divine sword was raised high, and countless sword auras appeared around the divine sword. The sword aura in the sky turned into reality, and countless sword auras were pointed directly at Liu Qing.

Yan Zhimeng looked at Liu Qing and shouted: "The seventh form of the Flying Snow Sword Art is full of sword rain in the sky, go!"

Now Liu Qing was completely panicked. Faced with the rain of swords from the sky, her spiritual power was exhausted and she was ready to make a desperate move.

"Ice Guardian" is currently her most powerful guardian skill, but it requires a lot of spiritual support.

The situation in front of her no longer allowed her to think too much, so she hurriedly cast a spell, and a thick ice wall rose up around her, wrapping her inside.

However, Feixue Sect's Feixue Sword Technique is not so easy to resist. Although this rain of swords in the sky is formed by the gathering of spiritual energy, each sword has turned into substance. Even if it cannot match the power of the real spiritual sword, there are countless such rains of swords.

Falling is not so easy to resist.

The ice protection that Liu Qing condensed was much less powerful than the one condensed at its peak state, and it could only withstand the sword rain for a moment.

The surrounding ice walls began to crack, and Yan Zhimeng also reached his final moment.

The seventh form of Feixuejianjue is an all-attack skill, and its energy consumption is no less than Liu Qing's Ice Guard, or even more.

Yan Zhimeng saw that Liu Qing's ice wall was about to be unable to support it. She seized the opportunity and flew out the spirit sword in her hand, instantly breaking through the ice wall at a very fast speed. Liu Qing's ice guardian also shattered, and Yan Zhimeng's flying sword

Pointing directly at the center of Liu Qing's eyebrows.

Yan Zhimeng said weakly: "Sister Qing, you lose."

Liu Qing also consumed the last trace of spiritual power at this time and fell in the field.

The mysterious soul jade on his body flew out automatically and was caught in Yan Zhimeng's hand.
Chapter completed!