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Chapter 109 Draw the Sword

The stern scolding of Huang Quan almost made the sect leader fall to the ground!

His eyes were so bloody that he looked at his disciples who didn't dare to raise his head, and shouted: "What Elder Huangquan said, but it's true?!"

The disciples did not dare to say anything, but their faces were all extremely ugly. At this moment, they felt that all the gazes around them were gathering on them, and they didn't even dare to look up.

The rankings obtained by colluding with ancient creatures and even monsters in the abyss to harm other participants are really dirty.

The disciples who were already a little angry gave them extremely contemptuous eyes, and some of them with hot tempers cursed and spitted on the ground to show disdain.

"In my opinion, this kind of person would be disqualified from participating and expelled down the mountain directly." Elder Wuqing Zong Quan Tianxin put his hands in his sleeves, looking cold and even his tone was a little stiff.

But his words convicted the disciples of those sects forever.

Exited from Sanlu Huiwu by Qishan Sect? This is something that has never happened in history.

Although some disciples used some tricks in the past, this situation of hooking up with ancient creatures and monsters was indeed the first time since Qishan Sect began to host this world event.

My life was calm and looked at the disciples and said slowly: "Although your methods are despicable, you think that you have not caused any greater harm. According to Elder Quan Tianxin, you will cancel your ranking in the competition and expel it down the mountain tomorrow."

"Elder Huangquan!"

The sect leader suddenly raised his head and said unwillingly: "The competition is a competition. Since it is fighting with life, then you shouldn't care about any means! If my disciples are despicable, then what explanation should Hua Bieqing of Wuqing Sect do? He, a strong man in the Earth Yuan realm, shouldn't he participate in this kind of competition even more?"

Quan Tianxin narrowed his eyes and looked at the sect leader, murderous intent emanating from his eyes.

His words obviously dragged the Wuqing Sect down. Hua Bieqing's strength was originally the heresy in this competition. Moreover, according to the rules, Hua Bieqing should not exist in this competition.

But there are some things that others don’t say, because they dare not say. Since some people dare not say, then this matter should be rotten in their stomachs by everyone.

The Wuqing Sect is so powerful that it is second only to Qishan Sect. If you really want to tear your face, the second most important thing in the world may not be much worse than the best in the world. This is exactly where Quan Tianxin's confidence lies. His hands, which he put in his sleeves, slowly stretched out, and smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be a little deeper.

However, at this moment, Ming Huangquan suddenly looked over. There was no emotion in this look, but it contained a very clear warning.

As the mountain guard elder of Qishan Sect, Huang Quan doesn't care who the other party is, but as long as he dares to act wildly in front of him, even Lu Kuangren, the best in the world, he still dares to make a move.

Thinking of some rumors about the mountain protecting elder, Quan Tianxin laughed awkwardly and put away his hand again.

The angry sect leader didn't know that just as the two people's eyes met in the field, his life was already tense.

"We have also considered this matter." Ming Huangquan said to the sect leader: "Although Hua Bieqing's existence does not conform to our rules, he did not take action in this competition. In other words, Wuqing Sect has such achievements, all based on the strength of other disciples. No matter which aspect, Hua Bieqing's existence is much more open and upright than what these disciples of your sect do."

Hearing this, the sect leader opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but Quan Tianxin said sinisterly: "If you get a bargain, don't be more aggressive. People's greed is often fatal."

The sect leader seemed to feel that things had been a foregone conclusion. No matter what he said, he would not be able to change it. He sighed helplessly, then glared at his disciples fiercely, and then said respectfully to Huang Quan: "Elder Huang Quan, we accept the punishment for this matter, and I hope that Elder Huang Quan can give us a decent way to leave here."

"Um."

After nodding, Huang Quan stopped speaking. His eyes swept through the other disciples, and finally stopped breathing on Bai Yang's face before he slowly turned away, saying, "You follow me."

The disciple who passed the second competition followed Huangquan and walked to another famous mountain in Qishan Sect, Burial Sword Peak.

There is another legend about this mountain, that is, one of the founders of Qishan Sect, Xin Jianzi once collected famous swords from all over the world and inserted them on a high wall of the Burial Sword Peak.

All the famous swords he left behind seemed to be dead, and no one could take them off on the mountain wall. Until countless years later, those famous swords that once shocked one side were still left alone on the mountain wall, and no one could take them off.

Some people from the Sword Peak before admired the reputation of this mountain and came here to try to draw a long sword. However, no matter how strong the visitor is or how profound the realm is, the famous swords left on the mountain wall are like a combination of the entire Burial Sword Peak and cannot be taken away at all.

Over time, this is also a great wonder of Qishan Sect.

After coming to the Burial Sword Peak, Huang Quan was not in a hurry to arrange the next thing. He looked at the disciples and said, "This Burial Sword Peak was created by the lifelong efforts of senior Xin Jianzi. If you have sword cultivators, you can understand more here. If you have the opportunity to gain one or two of the magical wise, it will be of great help to your sword cultivation."

As soon as these words were said, many disciples with long swords hanging on their backs or waists were very excited, and even Lin Feng was a little moved.

"What's wrong?"

Suddenly, Lin Feng noticed Bai Yang's expression a little strange, thinking that he had discovered something, and asked curiously.

Bai Yang shook his head and took his eyes back from a hill not far away, thinking that it was his own eyes dazzled.

After all, even the master had not discovered anything. The figure holding the sword he just saw should be just an illusion.

After their team headed to the deeper mountain gorge, a man holding a long sword appeared on the hill. He had a strange face towel hanging on his head, as if he had painted some kind of symbol. If Bai Yang could observe carefully, he would definitely find that the symbol on this person's mask represented the strange force of the Senluo Temple.

“Finally found.”

The man holding the sword took off his mask and revealed a very vicissitudes of face. His eyes were deep, but he was as calm as a pool of stagnant water. He murmured and sat on the hill, resting his sword on his knees, saying as if he was talking to himself: "The descendant of Yu Xuanming seems a little different. However, for the sake of the resurrection of God, I still want to kill your future."

"If you can't bear it, you can leave it to the Demon Shadow to do it."

An extremely strange and harsh voice sounded beside him, a twisted black smoke. In the smoke, two scarlet lights floated quietly, just like the most evil monster opened its eyes, extremely bloodthirsty.

The man holding the sword glanced at it and then said, "This is my task, so I will naturally have to complete it myself. Your breath is easily noticed by them, so let's leave first."

"Haha, sir, don't underestimate the magic shadow."

After the black smoke squirmed for a few times, it turned into an inconspicuous black stone, and then rolled down the hill. Before leaving, its sound drifted into the man's ears: "I will keep looking at the heroic figure of my lord. Don't be lazy, hehehehehehe--"

The man holding the sword curled his lips, shook the sword in his hand, and then quickly jumped towards the direction where Ming Huangquan and others left.

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After Huangquan and everyone passed through the canyon, he came to a huge mountain wall. The mountain wall was densely filled with countless long swords, but due to the corrosion of time, a large part of the long swords had lost their spiritual light. The top swords were connected with the color of the mountain wall, and looked like a huge mountain covered with stone thorns, which was very infiltrating.

But when those sword cultivators saw this mountain wall, they were extremely excited and stared at it.

Xu Huangquan stopped his pace, raised his head, looked at the mountain wall in front of him, and introduced in a low voice: "This is the Burial Sword Peak left by Senior Xin Jianzi. If you are interested, you can try to take one of them away."

Although many disciples were a little excited, none of them were the first to go up the mountain to draw their swords.

First of all, the legend of Burial Sword Peak is very profound. Even the predecessors of the Jianfeng Peak were unable to take away one of the long swords. How could these juniors do it?

Secondly, most of the people present were young people, and they felt competitive in their hearts. It would be great if they pulled them down, but if they were not able to pull out the long sword, wouldn’t that be shameful in public?

So, after Huang Quan finished speaking, no one dared to come forward to try, and the atmosphere became a little cold for a moment.

But at this moment, an arrogant and tender voice sounded, and then a young man in a gorgeous costume rushed out. He snorted coldly and said, "You trash don't even dare to draw your sword. What else can you use to participate in the next competition? No one dares? Then I'll do it!"

He rushed towards the mountain wall in three or two steps, jumped up, and stepped on one of the long swords on the mountain wall like a big bird, using the force to continue climbing upwards.

It seems that he is extremely energetic and does not bother to pull out the lower swords. He wants to pull out the sword at the top!
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