Xiaoshiling has already been crowded with people, thousands of people gathered in the mountains.
Some aristocratic families occupied their own positions, some ordinary people gathered together, and many powerful warriors came to watch the battle.
This small rock ridge covers an area of hundreds of miles, with various undulating mountains and ridges. It is a wasteland with no green trees or streams. Due to the special environment, it is often used as the venue for the final battle of the tea party.
There was a buzz of people and various discussions. Many people couldn't wait.
Deep in the crowd there were also spies from the five princes, and they came with a mission. The strength and potential of the top ten disciples must be carefully evaluated, and the final top five will also be recorded in detail so that they can be sent back to the palace as soon as possible.
When all eight sects arrived, cheers resounded all over the mountains and plains, and thousands of people tried their best to look at them to see their appearance clearly.
The old city lord personally introduced the top ten disciples of the Eight Sects Tea Party to the audience. Without any unnecessary nonsense, he directly announced: "The first competition will be a martial arts competition between Lingwu Realm disciples."
Qin Ming was the first to walk towards the 100-meter-high stone mountain: "Qingyun Sect, Qin Ming, please fight!"
"He's the first to appear again. This guy is very courageous."
"Ninth Heaven, he has a chance to compete for the top five."
"He is probably the most outstanding person at this tea party."
"Qingge! Come on! Qin Ming has been promoted to the ninth level, and his realm is unstable."
"Ye Luozhan, don't embarrass the Blood Evil Sect and abuse Qin Ming. You, a genius successor of the Blood Evil Sect, are still afraid of the servants of the Qingyun Sect?"
Disciples from various sects were discussing, and some urged Qing Ge and Ye Luozhan with a smile.
Both of them were reluctant to face Qin Ming, but the atmosphere at the scene was enthusiastic. Both of them were arrogant, gritting their teeth and sullenly preparing to appear.
"Wait!" The two disciples held them down together.
"how?"
"Look there."
In the Qingyun Sect's team, Tieshanhe actually strode out and climbed onto the stone mountain: "Qingyun Sect, Tieshanhe, fight!"
"Huh?" The five elders of Qingyun Sect were all stunned, wondering why Tieshan River was going up.
The eight sect disciples were all obviously surprised. Why were they still fighting
Is it the Qingyun Sect's method to ensure that a disciple will be in the top five
It's unlikely. Qin Ming and Tieshanhe probably don't have that kind of personality, and Qingyun Sect will not make such a criticized decision.
"I said in Wuzong Pavilion, I want to try your fist." Tieshanhe stood on the top of the mountain, his eyes were like a torch, and his fighting spirit was surging. He tore open his shirt, revealing his muscles as strong as stone. He came to the tea party not to win fame, but to challenge the strong men of various sects. And Qin Ming aroused his long-lost fighting spirit.
"Is he serious?" Ding Dian was stunned. Just now he thought he was joking, but he really got into it!
Zhang Lan and others frowned and muttered in unison: "Two lunatics!"
Qin Ming looked deeply at Tieshanhe and was aroused with fierce fighting spirit. "as you wish!"
"If you can't die, fight to the end! Qin Ming, don't let me down." Tieshanhe shouted to the sky, his black hair standing on end, his eyes as bright as lightning.
Clang! ! The iron sword seemed to shatter the void, and a mysterious field instantly enveloped the hundred-meter stone mountain, and the entire mountain trembled slightly.
"What a powerful sword!" The eight sect disciples all looked moved. Is this Tieshanhe's true strength
"Open the soul with a murderous intention." Tieshanhe returned to his former cold handsomeness, and his cold words echoed over the stone mountain. His eyes gradually turned pitch black, with no whites, only a dark patch, but his fighting spirit was as real as ever. The flames boiled all over his body. He whispered and said something strange: "Qin Ming, stop me!"
The black knife was originally plain and simple, but at this moment, black mist suddenly appeared, like black snakes scurrying around the blade.
Two cold gleams burst out from Qin Ming's eyes, and he took the Dayan Ancient Sword in his hand, ready for battle.
The iron sword was alive, spinning violently in the sky and slashing towards Qin Ming. The sword energy was like a sword, trembling violently, like black thunder striking down from the sky. It was so black that people could feel heart palpitations. The sharp sword light intertwined into a web of death, which was extremely powerful.
The whole audience was moved and screamed. Are you going to fight? Go all out from the beginning
Qin Ming's eyes shot out two cold rays, he raised his sword to fight, and in an instant, he activated eighteen sword energies. The sword light was as brilliant as a swarm of meteors flying into the sky, brightening the sky and the earth.
One black and one bright, colliding in the sky.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
The sound of metal clashing was endless, the iron knife and the ancient sword kept colliding, and strings of sparks shot out.
After a fight, both sides retreated.
The iron sword trembled in the air and dived again. Qin Ming rolled to the ground and attacked him head on.
To fight against Tieshanhe, there is no need for any distracting thoughts, there is only one thought, fight! Keep moving forward!
This kind of fighting is dangerous, so why not enjoy it.
Qin Ming's strength was fully activated, without reservation, and he shouted: "No trace for thousands of years! Ten thousand swords pierce the sky!"
The ancient sword suddenly erupted into light that shot up to the sky and earth, completely engulfing Qin Ming. No one could see clearly what happened, and only saw a huge waterfall flowing backwards.
That's sword light! Dancing across the sky!
It is majestic and extremely powerful.
The ground is crumbling and the mountains are shaking.
The crowd was excited. A swordsmanship of this scale and power could actually appear in the Lingwu Realm? It seems to be earth-level martial arts, but isn't it true that people in the Lingwu realm cannot practice earth-level martial arts
The eight sect leaders were moved again, and even the Qingyun sect leader changed his expression.
"Is this an earth-level martial art? Qin Ming practices earth-level martial arts?" The leader of the Blood Evil Sect looked at the master of the Qingyun Sect without hesitation, not questioning his deceit, but marveling that Qin Ming actually practiced an earth-level martial art!
Baihua Zong Fanxin covered his mouth in surprise and looked at the waterfall of sword energy pouring into the sky from the top of the mountain in disbelief. If it had been used in the competition field the day before yesterday, he would have been defeated with one move!
Yao'er's eyes were shining again and again, and she was shocked again, no, stunning.
An astonishing wave of energy exploded high in the sky, the sword energy surged, and the sword energy collapsed.
The iron knife turned over with a roar, and returned to Tieshanhedi's hand with a snap. The fierce impact caused Tieshanhe to take five heavy steps back, each step leaving a deep hole in the ground. But the moment he grasped the iron knife, Tieshanhe seemed to be imbued with a second soul. His whole person suddenly seemed to be several times taller, giving people an extremely weird feeling.
It was like a giant suddenly appearing there, giving people an extremely powerful sense of oppression.
"Woo..."
The cold light suddenly appeared, and Tieshanhe stepped forward and killed Qin Ming. The iron sword made a harsh whistle when he swung it. That was because the speed was extremely fast. The sound that broke through the air was like a ghost's roar, and the thick sword light was like a roaring river roaring in. It was unstoppable. block.
"This is the aura that only the Xuanwu Realm should have!" Yang Yi, Xing Ya, Yao'er and other Xuanwu Realm disciples all asserted that Tieshanhe's aura was soaring. Although it was not clear what was happening, at least it was not much weaker than the Xuanwu Realm. , Ordinary Lingwu Realm disciples will not trigger such power.
"Qingyun Sect raised two monsters." The disciples of each sect were moved again and again. Although it was just the beginning, they all clearly judged the strength of the two people, terrifying and terrifying.
Qin Ming moved forward without fear, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and he raised his sword to kill.
"Qiang!"
The sword light collided with the sword light, the strong light collided with the black tide, and the dazzling light erupted in the sky on the top of the mountain, making it difficult to open your eyes. Violent energy swept across, as violent as a stormy sea wave, and the solid mountain top collapsed into strips. There were endless rumbling sounds in the cracks, and rocks mixed with dust were churning violently.
Qin Ming passed by in the air, opened the iron sword with his ancient sword, faced Tieshanhe and struck directly at his waist and abdomen with his fist.
Qin Ming believed in his own strength. One punch was enough to blast away Tieshanhe, and the Dayan Ancient Sword would follow and defeat him.
However…
Bang! !
There was a muffled sound, and Qin Ming's eyes suddenly changed. His fist seemed to have hit the iron pillar. It was not only cold, but also extremely hard. However, Tieshanhe's body in the fierce attack was only blocked and did not move away.
At this moment, Qin Ming saw Tieshanhe's dark eyes at close range. They were dark and cold, as if there were no emotions, only a surging fighting spirit, as if they could not be suppressed and were about to explode.
Poof! !
The iron sword was like a rainbow, and it swept down diagonally. The black energy surged and struck Qin Ming hard. The strong impact directly lifted him away, and bloody lines of blood were scattered in the air.
Bang bang bang, Qin Ming continued to roll after falling to the ground, and finally managed to stabilize before falling down the mountain. He raised his head fiercely, without rest or timidity, only with a more fiery fighting spirit. He pushed down his body with all his strength and raised his sword to meet him. Tieshan River.
"Huhu!" Tieshanhe's fighting spirit was overwhelming and he slashed with his sword.
Clang, clang, clang, the sound of impact was deafening, and in the blink of an eye, they were evenly matched for more than ten rounds.
But at the moment when the two of them met, Qin Ming struck again with his fist. This time, the weight of thousands of kilograms was directly exerted, forcing Tieshanhe to spread out.
"The mountains and rivers heavy sword, cut through the mountains and rivers with one sword!"
Qin Ming raised his sword and chased after him. The ancient sword struck the iron knife accurately and fiercely, and an unusually heavy spiral force pushed forward violently.
Tieshanhe's ancient sword trembled violently and was ejected on the spot.
Poof!
The sword light slashed, and in the next moment, Tieshanhe's chest was torn open, and blood splattered everywhere.
But Tieshanhe didn't seem to feel anything at all. He struck hard with his fist and hit Qin Ming directly in the face. At the same time, the iron sword that had just been vibrated stabilized itself, and it dived and slashed. The brilliant sword light and fierce black tide poured down from the sky like a torrent.
It’s all sword light!
The momentum is amazing!
The rocks on the top of the mountain collapsed, dust and mist arose, and the mountain began to rumble and sink. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.