Qing Xiao is not a person who likes to speak out. It's okay to talk with Xie Xuanyang on weekdays, but if he is with others, it depends on his mood. At this time, he was sitting in his seat, looking down at the battlefield below, obviously not wanting to talk too much. Qing Xiao didn't speak, and Xie Xuanyang, who came with him, didn't speak either.
As a disciple of Xie Xuanyang's outer sect, it is absolutely impossible to sit on the platform where only the first elders of each peak are seated, but Qing Xiao was born in Guanbi and brought him here, which made him sit in a group of strangers. It's not embarrassing to be in the big energy pile. But fortunately, Xie Xuanyang didn't care about outside eyes at all, and he was able to calm down in the crowd.
The great masters still wanted to wait for Xie Xuanyang to take the initiative to speak, but they knew that he could be so stable. I really don't know whether to praise him for being stable, or to say that he was too conceited, and he didn't take the initiative to meet the seniors.
In the end, someone couldn't help but say, "Are you Xie Xuanyang? Qingxiao's new apprentice?"
He had heard rumors inside Jianfeng. Everyone in Jianfeng said that Xie Xuanyang was a Taoist companion brought back by Qingxiao. In his opinion, this was completely nonsense. No one in this world of cultivating immortals does not know that Daojun Qingxiao cultivates the ruthless Dao, and he is indifferent and ruthless. Even the master who had educated him at the beginning can't remember, how can he have affection with others? And also for men.
Xie Xuanyang heard the words and replied, "Xia Xia is Xie Xuanyang, but there is a little bit that Qing Qiu Jun said wrong, and Qing Xiao and Xia are not masters and students."
Xie Xuanyang has been in the Tianxian Sect for five years, which is not a long time compared to most of the cultivators in the sect, but it is enough to let him know the name of the first elder in the sect. He knows a little bit about the deeds, and his appearance and dressing characteristics are also clear.
The man who was speaking had a broad forehead, a beard, and was dressed in a blue robe with a moon-white print. He also wore a large coat that was obviously ill-fitting. There was the Eight Trigrams Tai Chi seal on it, and there was a whisk in his waistband. bone. His identity is obvious, it is Qingqiu, one of the elders of Daofeng.
"Oh?" Qing Qiu rarely saw anyone who didn't want to be Qing Xiao's apprentice. He touched Baihu's long lower tail, squinted his eyes and said again, "Isn't it a master and apprentice? Could it be that what Jianfeng said, you and Qingxiao are in the same way..."
Before he could finish his words, Qing Xiao, who had been keeping his eyes on the battlefield below, suddenly turned his head. He had the same indifferent eyes as usual, but it made Qing Qiu feel a sharp sword-like sharpness. A fierce jerk.
Compared with Qing Xiao, Xie Xuanyang sits closer to Qing Qiu. He was looking at Qing Qiu sideways at this time, naturally he didn't know that Qing Xiao on the other side had become a god. Seeing Qingqiu stop, he asked inexplicably, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Qing Qiu coughed twice, turned his face and put his eyes back on the battlefield under the stage, "It's just that I suddenly remembered that the battle will be open, so it's better to pay attention to the battlefield."
Xie Xuanyang nodded and said, "What Qing Qiujun said is."
After all, he turned his attention back to the battlefield.
At this time, Mo Lingyan and Bai Qishan in the arena were all ready, and both of them had been looking forward to this official fight for a long time. Although the two often fought each other on weekdays, they had never had a formal duel. The two were in the same realm, but they didn't know who would win or lose. Now it's finally time for a real showdown, the two of them are already holding long swords, their muscles are tense, and they are only waiting for the judge's order.
When the two of them start their hands on weekdays, they don't let anyone, especially at this time. But just after the judge gave the order, the two rushed out like arrows from the string. The long soldiers intersected, and the blades collided in the air making a fierce collision sound. The speed of the two was very fast, but they fought several times in the blink of an eye.
Both of them are sword cultivators. Unlike the cultivators next to them, there is no magic weapon or talisman between them. Some only have long soldiers in their hands or their limbs. Without the help of gorgeous and dazzling spells, the battle between the two is more like a confrontation between mortal warriors, but it also makes the viewers see the blood boil.
I saw Bai Qishan suddenly lean back, her waist bent into an incredible arc, the next moment Mo Lingyan was kicked in the lower jaw by the force of his back up and flew out.
The physiques of Bai Qishan and Mo Lingyan have been greatly different in recent years. In terms of strength alone, he can't win against the tall and powerful Mo Lingyan. But if it is said that his body is dexterous, even a few Mo Lingyans can't keep up with him.
Bai Qishan used the power of the body's flip to rush to fly Mo Lingyan who was fighting endlessly, biting the hilt of the sword by himself, and using his hands on the ground, he also jumped in a circle. After landing, he didn't see him standing still, but he saw his back foot burst out again, and at the same time, the sword returned to his hand, and the tip of the sword shot straight to the opponent's lifeline.
How could Mo Lingyan be easy to bully? When Bai Qishan rushed towards him, he raised his sword quickly with his eyes and hands, and the tip of Bai Qishan's sword rubbed gold and white sparks on his sword. Mo Lingyan's feet pierced into Bai Qishan's lower plate, and he got stuck so hard that he couldn't retreat, and he held his sword-holding hand with one hand, and turned back and slammed back with his sword-holding elbow. .
Bai Qishan was detained and unable to move, so he had to endure the elbow blow, and the severe trauma to his abdomen forced him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
This fellow Mo Lingyan was merciless, regardless of whether the two of them were acquaintances. However, the same is true for Bai Qishan, showing no mercy to opponents, which is respect. If they really show affection, the two of them will have to turn their backs after the game.
Seeing Bai Qishan spurting blood, Xie Xuanyang sitting on the stage was not in a hurry, but just took a sip of tea. Mo Lingyan and Bai Qishan both practice swordsmanship. Sooner or later, the two of them will have to fight such a battle. Now it is not a good thing to face each other in this great competition. Everyone in the door has a sense of measure, and they won't use too much spiritual power, and at most they won't hurt their lives. But if you go outside, it will be different, life and death are determined by heaven and earth.
Xie Xuanyang is not in a hurry, as Mo Lingyan's master, Qing Xiao is not in a hurry, he asked lightly, "Who will win?"
Qing Xiao didn't turn his head when he asked the question, and he didn't carry other people's names in his words, but anyone with discernment knew that he was asking Xie Xuanyang who was sitting beside him. This is strange in the eyes of others. Qing Xiao rarely speaks on weekdays. When others ask him, he will answer according to his mood. Even if he ignores the master of the previous sect, it is rare that Qing Xiao will take the initiative to ask questions. It was not the great power beside him, but Xie Xuanyang he brought.
This made everyone more interested in Xie Xuanyang and wondered what his origins were.
Xie Xuanyang didn't know everyone's curiosity, he looked down at the battlefield under the stage, and said slowly, "It's hard to say."
"Oh?" Qing Xiao asked back.
The crowd also perked up to listen. This Xie Xuanyang said "difficult to say" well, who knew that Mo Lingyan, who was leading the way, was a disciple of Qingxiao and had been under his guidance for many years, while the other Bai Qishan was an outside disciple. It is really amazing that Bai Qishan can fight against Mo Lingyan like this, but if it is said that he has the possibility of winning, everyone is really not optimistic.
"They are inseparable." Xie Xuanyang said. The swordsmanship of the two people in the audience has not yet reached maturity, and they are similar to each other. In the fight, it is not possible to use swordsmanship alone to tell the winner, but it is not difficult to see the number of swordsmanship among them from the fight between the two. After a pause, he said again, "It's good that Ling Yan has learned half of your sword, but Qi Shan has also learned my sword."
Saying that, Xie Xuanyang slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Now that you and I haven't divided one or two, what do you think of them?"
Xie Xuanyang's words set off a huge wave in the hearts of everyone, and they were so shocked that they could no longer maintain the indifference of the power. Qingqiu even tore off a few white beards and looked at Xie Xuanyang—
This young man has the same strength as Qing Xiao? Are you bluffing
Everyone looked at Qing Xiao again, trying to confirm from his attitude that Xie Xuanyang was bluffing. They knew Qing Xiao's temperament, and he never liked waiting for bluffing jokes.
Unexpectedly, Qing Xiao just made a faint "um" sound, and actually responded to Xie Xuanyang's words.
As Xie Xuanyang said, Mo Lingyan had the upper hand just now, but was pushed out by a force of energy in a short while. This energy is very beneficial. Not only did it push Mo Lingyan away a lot of distance in an instant, but even under Mo Lingyan's intentional dodging, he broke the vestment on his chest, leaving a horizontal sword wound, a red one. The blood flowed down the mouth of the sword, and soon it dyed the white clothes on Mo Lingyan's chest red.
Bai Qishan twitched the corners of his mouth, and the most familiar sneering smile appeared on his face, "Nine transformations come together to defeat the enemy with strength, what can you do to me?"
Seeing him turn into a sword finger with one hand, throw the sword in the air, and the cold blade of the sword actually draws several silver marks in the air. Those who were sitting on the stage and fighting outside the arena didn't know what Bai Qishan was doing with these actions, but Mo Lingyan who was in the arena couldn't be more clear.
When the sword returned to Bai Qishan's hands, his body seemed to be wrapped in thousands of qi formations. These qi were like continuous threads and sharp blades. Not only did Mo Lingyan feel like he was in an invisible blade formation, but also He was so entangled that even the movement of the sword became heavy.
But it was stagnant for a moment, Bai Qishan's sword qi was already coming towards him, Mo Lingyan was hit in the middle, and his whole body was thrown into the wall beside the arena, or he just fell on the two sides of the standing wall in this arena, At this time, Mo Lingyan had already fallen off the court to be disqualified.
The smoke dissipated, Mo Lingyan covered his shoulders and climbed out of the rubble. On his right shoulder was a deep, bone-deep sword wound that almost slanted across his body. He squatted on the ground with his sword and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.
Mo Lingyan once couldn't understand what Xie Xuanyang told him about his sword, "using qi as a soldier, with a sword as a supplement, qi running on the sword, and being as clever as clumsy". War, he has learned it.
It really is a domineering swordsmanship based on sword energy! Mo Lingyan sighed inwardly, took a deep breath, stood up straight again, and raised his voice, "What are you doing? Ha, naturally—"
The next moment, he appeared in front of Bai Qishan, and the tip of the sword in his hand was violently provoked from bottom to top, and he passed vertically again, "Break your anger!"
As soon as the words fell, the square and circle formation formed by Bai Qishan's sword energy was shattered cleanly by Mo Lingyan's sword, and the backlash that broke the formation suddenly poured out. Bai Qishan was terrified, and before he had time to take a step back, he saw Mo Lingyan's three swords in a row, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the real.
Bai Qishan couldn't dodge in time, and the three swords were in a row, and the sword was pushed to the neck again.
The battle is over, and the outcome is determined.
Seeing this, Xie Xuanyang on the stage put the tea cup in his hand back on the coffee table next to him, and the cup collided with the wooden surface making a crisp sound. He looked at the two of them off the field, and let out a few low chuckles, which attracted Qing Xiao from his side.
He said, "It's not a loss for Qi Shan to be defeated by this trick. It's just that I didn't expect..."
Qing Xiao asked, "What?"
Xie Xuanyang said with a smile, "I didn't expect that the kendo you practiced is actually it."
Seeing this combination of people and swords, what else does Xie Xuanyang not know? The so-called ruthless swordsmanship is nothing else, it is the Taixu swordsmanship that he once mentioned to Qingxiao, which is the same as his Beiming swordsmanship.