A burst of exclamations passed by, Qi Xuan's long sword had already pierced Hong Yuan's right shoulder, and Qi Xuan was already covered in blood. Although Hong Yuan's injury was not serious, for someone like Qi Xuan whose cultivation was higher than his
Low disciple, this is already a huge shame.
Qi Xuan reluctantly used his sword to support his body and tried hard to prevent himself from falling, but he was injured too badly. Hong Yuan's cultivation had reached the peak of the late Jindan stage, and he was only in the middle stage of the Jindan stage. With such a gap in cultivation, he could continue to
Stabbing the red kite with two swords is already the limit.
Qi Xuan raised his long sword, which made a sword sound, and then Qi Xuan fell to the ground. Hong Yuan smiled viciously and looked at the expressionless old man in gray.
The old man in gray clothes still closed his eyes and remained silent. The red-series disciple next to him glanced at Red Kite helplessly. Then he jumped up into the competition venue and shouted: "In this competition, the red-series Red Kite wins."
There was a sudden boiling sound, and the green disciples rushed forward and lifted Qi Xuan up and carried him away. The red disciples surrounded Hong Yuan to express their congratulations.
Hong Yuan just looked at Su Fan. The two looked at each other. Hong Yuan smiled. The smile was clearly a provocative smile. Su Fan smiled in response and turned around to leave.
The most intense competition here was not between Hong Yuan and Qi Xuan, but between Qin Yu and Hong Yan. Su Fan passed by the competition venue between the two, and the competition was still going on.
Hong Yan was already covered in blood, but he was still struggling to resist. Qin Yu, on the other hand, looked playful, but every sword he swung was earth-shattering.
There were already people standing in front of the competition stand, and Su Fan could only see the competition inside it from a distance. Su Fan saw the old man in green and the old man in blue in the inner circle of the stands. The two leaders could watch the competition together.
It's worth seeing if you think about it.
But at this moment, the faces of the two leaders were full of disappointment, as if Qin Yu had to knock down Hong Yan with one move to qualify, or maybe Hong Yan was not qualified to compete with Qin Yu.
Even though Qin Yu didn't have any scars on his body at this moment, the red inflammation had already reached its end. Suddenly, Qin Yu glanced outside the stage, and he seemed to see something.
Qin Yu made a seal in his hand, and the long sword was thrown away, sending out bursts of sword whistling, the whistling sound resounding through the clouds, like a sword fairy coming from the nine heavens. The long swords in the hands of the green disciples outside the stands also trembled, as if they were worshiping, and let out
Waves of low moans.
Hong Yan had a look of panic on his face. Although he could not compare with Hong Yuan's cultivation, he still had a high reputation in the red system. But today, he was teased and applauded by Qin Yu. He was extremely angry in his heart and wanted to stand up and resist.
, but the scene at this moment made his last trace of pride disappear without a trace.
Qin Yu's arrogance is a thousand times greater than his, and that is true arrogance.
At this moment, even the old man in green had golden eyes, and the old man in blue couldn't help but clap his hands in praise.
"Proud Sky-Breaking Sword"
This is the supreme and mysterious sword technique of the green system. It cuts through the heaven and the earth with one sword. The red clouds in the sky are faintly showing signs of fading away. The long sword carries bursts of green light and slashes towards the red flames.
Shocking pressure swept over Hong Yan, and Hong Yan's face was deformed. The originally arrogant look in his eyes was already filled with fear, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat: "I surrender."
There was an uproar in the field. The disciples of the red system gave up. This has never happened in thousands of years. However, no one blamed Hongyan. If he was really cut off by that sword, even if he did not die, it would be difficult to cultivate in this life.
Breaking through.
Qin Yu smiled faintly and withdrew his sword light. After the winner was announced, Qin Yu jumped and landed next to the old man in green. The old man in green glared at him and scolded: "Why are you so procrastinating?
Yes, my green-type sword practice is not like yours."
Qin Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I was waiting for someone, but he didn't come, so I didn't have the heart to compete."
The old man in blue caressed his sleeves, looked at Su Fan in the distance, and burst out laughing, but Su Fan noticed it and hurriedly walked towards the old man in blue.
Su Fan asked curiously: "Uncle Lanyi, don't you need to watch Xiao Lin's competition?"
The old man in green shook his head and said: "Do you still need to watch Xiao Lin's competition? With his cultivation level, if he hadn't met you or Qin Yu, he really wouldn't be worried."
Su Fan wondered: "Don't worry about Hong Yuan? Hong Yuan's cultivation level is the highest among the disciples who participated in the competition."
Qin Yu hurriedly said: "Hongyuan? I really don't take it seriously. People who win through conspiracy and trickery are actually worthy of me."
The old man in blue coughed twice and said in a low voice: "Xiao Lin has finished the competition, and he is with the Qing-type Shi Han."
Su Fan was shocked. Shi Han's cultivation was already in the late Golden Elixir stage, and all his magic weapons were extremely sophisticated. Moreover, he was one of the few disciples recognized by the old man in green.
However, Xiao Lin was defeated simply, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Suddenly, there was a roaring sound, and everyone hurriedly looked at the stands aside. The woman in the field was dressed in white, and the person who fell to the ground was frozen in place as if frozen.
Before the winner could be announced, the blue disciples had already rushed forward to help Ning Yuan off the field. The woman's eyes were cold and she looked straight ahead, as if there was nothing in front of her.
The old man in green frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "This woman?"
The old man in blue said calmly: "She is the daughter of Junior Brother Qingyi."
Su Fan was shocked. He only thought that this woman had advanced cultivation and strange skills, but he didn't expect that her identity was so unexpected.
The old man in green shook his head and sighed: "Junior Brother Qingyi doesn't know when he will come back, but he has suffered a lot for this kid Ye Xue."
The old man in blue lowered his head and remained silent, as if he was thinking of that distant past. After a long time, he said, "That was when Ye Xue was just born."
The old man in green sighed softly: "It's a pity that as soon as this child was born, her mother died and her father left, leaving her to support herself in Tianyuan Sect alone."
The old man in blue gave a bitter smile and said: "I remember that she has a cold body. Every full moon night, she would be riddled with cold air and feel miserable. I don't know what she is doing now."
The old man in green glanced at the woman on the platform. Her clothes were whiter than snow, and the corners of her clothes were fluttering in the breeze, like a fairy on a snow-capped mountain. The silver dagger in her hand shone with white light, piercing people's eyes.
I don't know how long he had been paying attention before the old man in green spoke again: "If senior brother in orange hadn't tempered her body every month to drive away the cold, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to persist until now."
Su Fan was startled and suddenly said: "Why do you want to drive away the cold? What she practices is the yin-cold skill, but driving away the cold is not good for her."
The old man in blue suddenly flashed a look of admiration and said with a smile: "The Yin Han Kung Fu is not that easy to practice. If you don't have the green element's supreme sword intention to protect your body, you will be killed before you can practice the Yin Han Kung Fu.
Frozen to death.”
Su Fan also smiled suddenly. He already understood the intention of the old man in blue, and then looked at Qin Yu. Qin Yu had been looking at the fairy in white on the stage, and he was in a daze unknowingly.
The old man in green coughed twice. Qin Yu, who had always been strong-minded and unparalleled in arrogance, would fall in love with a woman. Su Fan smiled secretly in his heart. It turned out that Qin Yu was not invincible.
Suddenly, Qin Yu seemed to be slightly aware of it, and quickly came back to his senses and looked at Su Fan. At this moment, Su Fan and the three of them looked at Qin Yu with strange eyes, and Qin Yu blushed.
Qin Yuqiang smiled and said: "What?"
The old man in green said coldly: "My master has arranged a task for you. The woman's name is Ye Xue. If you meet her in the competition, you must let her win."
Qin Yu's face suddenly became sad, and he said aggrievedly: "Disciple,..."
The old man in green shouted hurriedly: "What? Are you unwilling? Don't you listen to my teacher?"
Qin Yu glanced at Su Fan and said two words with great distress: "Yes."
Su Fan shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked towards the old man in purple who was not far away. The old man in purple stood there with his eyes closed and said nothing, as if all this competition could not enter his eyes.
Maybe he was recalling the competition he participated in back then, or maybe he was thinking about how amazing his outstanding disciple Ziyun was, or maybe he was thinking about what the result would be if Su Fan took the field.
Su Fan walked gently to the old man in purple, and the old man in purple said calmly: "Hong Ling lost, so you don't have to worry about meeting her."
Su Fan lowered his head slightly, took a long breath, and said, "That's good, I will do my best."
The old man in purple shook his head and said: "You don't have to go all out. If you win, fight. If you don't win, retreat. Don't be too stubborn and don't follow in Ziyun's footsteps."
Su Fan nodded and then looked into the distance, looking at Xiao Lin who was being supported by everyone, the old man in orange looking at Ye Xue with concern and helplessness, and Qin Yu who was being teased by the two leaders, and he smiled again.
laugh.
The old man in purple said again: "You have to be careful about Hong Yuan. His performance today is a bit abnormal. With his true strength, Qi Xuan has no chance to hurt him."
Su Fan opened his mouth, but hesitated. He had already expected that Hong Yuan's result was a conspiracy, but after what the old man in purple said, he became even more convinced.
Su Fan said with a smile: "Now the red ones are Red Kite, the orange ones are Ye Xue, the green ones are Qin Yu, the green ones are Heather, and the blue ones are Xiao Lin. Everyone among them has
Extremely difficult to deal with.”
The old man in purple clothes immediately opened his eyes, stretched, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, as long as you don't meet the red kite, you can go and compete with peace of mind."
After saying that, the man in purple took a gentle step and flew towards the sky. Su Fan had no choice but to follow him and flew towards the Tianyuan Gate guest room.
The guest room was located on a peak outside Sequoia Peak. Although it was also covered by red clouds, it was not as intense as Sequoia Peak. Su Fan felt relaxed as soon as he arrived here.
The old man in purple didn't seem to like the red clouds either. He raised his hand and waved, and suddenly the red mist rolled up, and the purple mist flew into the sky, pushing aside the originally not dense red clouds.
Suddenly there was only purple clouds in the sky, and a cool feeling came into his heart. Su Fan looked at the old man in purple and smiled, and suddenly said: "Master, which disciple's bottle of wine is gone?"
The old man in purple glared at Su Fan and said in a deep voice: "I spent a lot of money to get that from a strange person, and you're going to finish it now?"
Su Fan nodded and did not look at the old man in purple.
The old man in purple scolded: "That wine is called Peach Blossom Wine. If you have this fate, you may still be able to drink it, but I will never be able to find it again."
“Peach Blossom Wine”
Su Fan recited the name silently and thought to himself, no wonder it always tasted faintly floral when he drank it.