Xiaoshiling was already crowded with thousands of people gathered in the mountains.
Some aristocrats of aristocratic families occupy a place, some ordinary people gather together, and many powerful warriors come to watch the battle.
This small stone ridge covers an area of hundreds of miles, with all kinds of mountains and ridges, it is a wasteland without green trees and streams. Due to the special environment, it is often used as the venue for the final battle of the tea party.
There was a lot of voices, and all kinds of discussions came and went, and many people couldn't wait any longer.
In the depths of the crowd are the eyeliners of the five palaces, and they came with a mission. We must carefully evaluate the strength and potential of the top ten disciples, and record the final five in detail so that they can be sent back to the palace as soon as possible.
When all the eight sects came down, cheers resounded from all over the mountains and plains, one after another, thousands of people tried their best to watch them, trying to see their appearance clearly.
The old city lord personally introduced the top ten disciples of the eight sect tea parties to the audience. Without unnecessary nonsense, he directly announced: "The first match, the disciples of the Lingwu realm will meet martial arts."
Qin Ming was the first to walk towards the 100-meter-high stone mountain: "Qing Yunzong, Qin Ming, please fight!"
"It's the first one to appear again, this kid is very courageous."
"Nine heavens, he has a chance to compete for the top five."
"He should be the most outstanding person in this tea party."
"Qingge! Come on! Qin Ming has just advanced to Jiuchongtian, and his realm is unstable."
"Ye Luozhan, don't embarrass the Blood Evil Sect and abuse Qin Ming. You, a genius heir of the Blood Evil Sect, are afraid of Qingyun Sect's servants?"
Disciples from various sects were discussing, and some laughed and urged Qing Ge and Ye Luozhan.
Both of them were very reluctant to confront Qin Ming, but the atmosphere at the scene was enthusiastic, and both of them had a sense of arrogance. They gritted their teeth and wanted to appear on the stage sullenly.
"Wait!" The disciples of the two sects held them down together.
"how?"
"Look there."
In the team of Qingyun Sect, Tieshanhe strode out and climbed the stone mountain: "Qingyunzong, Tieshanhe, let's fight!"
"Huh?" The five elders of Qing Yunzong were all stunned, why did Tieshanhe go up.
The disciples of the eight sects were obviously surprised, why are they still fighting
Could it be Qing Yunzong's method to ensure that a disciple will enter the top five
It is unlikely, Qin Ming and Tieshanhe should not have that kind of character, and Qingyunzong would not make such a decision that provokes criticism.
"I told you in Wu Zong Pavilion that I want to try your fist." Tieshanhe stood on the top of the mountain, his gaze was like a torch, and he was full of fighting spirit. He tore off his shirt, revealing his muscles as strong as iron stone. He didn't come to the tea party to win fame, but to challenge the strong of all sects. And Qin Ming aroused his long-lost fighting spirit.
"Is he serious?" Ding Dian was taken aback. He thought he was joking just now, but it really happened!
Zhang Lan and the others frowned, and muttered in unison: "You two lunatics!"
Qin Ming looked deeply at Tieshanhe, and was also aroused to fight fiercely. "as you wish!"
"If you can't die, fight to the end! Qin Ming, don't let me down." Tieshanhe shouted loudly, his black hair standing on end, and his eyes were as red as lightning.
Clang! ! The iron knife seemed to shatter the void, and a mysterious field enveloped the 100-meter stone mountain in an instant, and the whole mountain trembled slightly.
"What a strong sword!" All eight disciples were moved. Is this the true strength of Tieshanhe
"Survey the soul of the knife, send out the killing intent." Tieshanhe returned to the cold handsomeness of the past, his cold words echoed over the stone mountain, his eyes gradually turned pitch black, there was no white of the eyes, only a piece of pitch black, but his fighting spirit was like a real flame Boiling all over his body, he whispered something strange: "Qin Ming, stop me!"
The black knife was originally unpretentious, but at this moment, black mist suddenly emerged, like black snakes scurrying around the knife body.
Two cold lights burst out in Qin Ming's eyes, and Dayan Gujian started with a clang, ready to fight.
The iron knife has a spirit, and it whirls violently in the sky, slashing towards Qin Ming. The saber energy was like a horse, trembling violently, like black lightning strikes falling in the sky, so black that it made one's heart palpitate, and the fierce sword lights intertwined into a web of death, the momentum was extremely massive.
The whole audience was moved, exclaimed everywhere, and hit when they came up? Go all out from the start
Qin Ming shot two cold lights out of his eyes, raised his sword to meet the attack, and in an instant, eighteen sword qi radiated out. The flashes of sword light were as brilliant as meteors soaring against the sky, brightening the sky and the earth.
One black and one bright, colliding in the air.
"Clang clang clang..."
The sound of metal clashing against the ground was endless, iron knives and ancient swords collided continuously, and strings of sparks shot out.
In a confrontation, both retreated.
The iron knife trembled into the air and swooped down again. Qin Ming rolled to the ground and killed him head-on.
To fight Tieshanhe, you don't need any distracting thoughts, there is only one, fight! Indomitable!
This kind of battle is very dangerous, why not enjoy it.
Qin Ming's strength was at full strength, without reservation, and he shouted: "Qian Qiu Wu Trace! Thousands of swords break through the sky!"
The ancient sword suddenly burst into heaven and earth, completely submerging Qin Ming. No one could see what happened, only a huge waterfall flowing backwards.
That is Jianmang! Dance across the sky!
Majestic and extremely powerful.
The ground is crumbling and the mountains are shaking.
The crowd is excited, such a large and powerful swordsmanship actually appeared in the Lingwu Realm? It seems to be an earth-level martial art, but isn't it impossible to practice earth-level martial arts in the Lingwu realm
The patriarchs of the eight sects were moved again, and even the patriarchs of the Qingyun sect changed color.
"Is this an earth-level martial art? Qin Ming practiced an earth-level martial art?" The blood evil sect master looked at the Qing Yun sect master without hesitation, not questioning his deceit, but marveling that Qin Ming had practiced an earth-level martial art!
Fan of Baihua Zong covered his mouth in surprise, and watched in disbelief at the waterfall of sword energy pouring from the top of the mountain into the sky. If he used it on the field the day before yesterday, he would lose with one move!
Yao'er's eyes were full of brilliance, and she was shocked again, no, it was amazing.
An astonishing wave of energy exploded in the sky, the sword qi surged, and the sword qi shattered.
The iron knife whizzed and flipped, and returned to Tie Shanhe's hand with a snap. The fierce impact made Tieshanhe take five steps back heavily, each step creating a deep hole in the ground. But the moment he held the iron knife, Tieshanhe seemed to be infused with a second soul, and his whole body suddenly seemed to be several times taller, giving people an extremely weird feeling.
It seems that a giant suddenly appeared there, bringing an extremely powerful sense of oppression.
"Woo..."
When the cold light collapsed, Tieshanhe stepped forward and killed Qin Ming. The iron knife made a piercing whistling sound under his swing. It was because the speed was extremely fast. block.
"This is the aura that should be in the Xuanwu realm!" Yang Yi, Xing Ya, Yao'er and other Xuanwu realm disciples all asserted that the aura of Tieshanhe is soaring. Although it is not clear what happened, at least it will not be much weaker than the Xuanwu realm. , Ordinary Spirit Martial Realm disciples will not trigger this kind of power.
"The 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 of them, terrifying and terrifying.
Qin Ming went forward without fear, his eyes flickered coldly, he raised his sword and slashed without fear.
"Clang!"
The sword light collided with the sword light, the strong light collided with the black tide, and the dazzling light burst out in the sky on the top of the mountain, making it difficult to open the eyes. The violent energy swept across, violent like a stormy sea, and the solid mountain top collapsed. There was a gap, the sound of rumbling was endless, and the rocks mixed with dust violently churned.
Qin Ming flew across the sky, Gu Jian opened his iron saber, faced Tieshanhe, and punched Tieshanhe's waist and abdomen.
Qin Ming believes in his own strength, one punch is enough to blast Tieshanhe, Dayan Ancient Sword will follow him and win him a round.
However…
Boom! !
With a muffled sound, 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 onslaught was only blocked, and did not shake off.
At this moment, Qin Ming saw Tieshanhe's pitch-black eyes at close range, which were dark and cold, as if there was no emotion, only the surging fighting spirit, as if he could not suppress it and was about to explode.
Pooh! !
The iron knife swept down obliquely like a rainbow, black air surged, and slashed heavily on Qin Ming's body. The strong impact directly lifted him away, and bloody red streaks sprinkled in mid-air.
Bang bang bang, Qin Ming tossed continuously after landing, and finally forcibly stabilized before falling off the high mountain. He raised his head violently, without rest, without timidity, only with a more fiery fighting spirit, and his pressed body popped out with all his strength, and he raised his sword to meet him. Iron mountains and rivers.
"Hoo hoo!" Tieshanhe swung his saber with a mighty fighting spirit.
Clang, clang, clang, the impact sound is deafening, more than ten rounds in a blink of an eye, the same.
But at the moment when the two of them intersected, Qin Ming struck again with his fists. This time, he directly punched thousands of catties of gravity, forcing Tie Shanhe to spread apart.
"The heavy sword of mountains and rivers cuts through mountains and rivers with one sword!
Qin Ming raised his sword and chased after him. The ancient sword struck the iron knife precisely and fiercely, and an unusually heavy spiral force pushed forward violently.
The ancient sword in Tieshanhe's hand trembled violently and was bounced away on the spot.
Pooh!
The sword light slashed, and the next moment, Tieshanhe's chest was torn open, blood splattered everywhere.
But Tieshanhe didn't seem to feel it at all, he swung his fist violently, and went straight to Qin Ming's face. At the same time, the iron knife that had just been shaken stabilized itself, swooped down and slashed, the brilliant light of the knife, and the fierce black tide fell down from the sky like a torrent.
It's all swords!
The momentum is amazing!
The rocks on the top of the mountain collapsed, the dust and mist rose, and it began to sink rumblingly.