Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Chapter 78: The elders of the sect compete, and many geniuses are out!

The sound of the drums was like thunder, deafening.

The sect elders' competition is about to begin. Many of the sect's original disciples and elders have come here, just to stand out from the many strong men and become the sect's strongest elder.

Dan Yangzi glanced at the time and was about to announce the start when he saw two figures flying towards him from a distance.

The eyes of all the disciples stopped on Ye Qian'an and Lin Xuezhu, even the group of geniuses who had been in seclusion for many years raised their heads.

Ye Qian'an and Lin Xuezhu landed steadily on the ground and bowed to Leng Qianning: "Greetings, Master."

"I've met my great uncle."

When they heard the word "Master", those cultivators who had not seen each other for a long time were all stunned and looked at Uncle (Sister) Leng Qianning with some curiosity.

Even Lu Lingjiao cast a surprised look, thinking to herself, "Senior Sister actually accepted a disciple... Interesting, really interesting."

"Come on, Uncle Ye, come on!"

"Come on, Uncle Ye, defeat them all."

While all the outer disciples here were excited, the inner disciples sneered at this and rushed straight to Zhongdao Mountain. Along the way, the sounds of pride rose one after another.

“Although Ye Qian’an is the genius of our sect, he is still young and energetic after all, and his cultivation level is only at the Return to Void level. There is no need to be afraid of him.”

"That's right. We have Uncle Lu Lingjiao and Uncle Chihun. They will definitely be able to defeat all the new geniuses!"

"Uncle Lu Lingjiao will win, and Ye Qian'an will lose. The Qingxuan Sect was originally led by our previous generation's genius, and now the other party's genius is just a vassal!!"

As the uproar between the inner and outer sects grew more intense, the head of the Qingxuan Sect, Dan Yangzi, stood up and said suddenly with an expressionless face:

"There are a total of 22 candidates participating in the elders' election this time. We will draw lots to decide our opponents and select the ten great outer sect elders and the chief elder of the sect!"

"When fellow disciples compete, they must not intentionally kill each other. The recovery time for each round is three incense sticks, and after one party admits defeat, the other party cannot continue to attack. This competition will be presided over by Elder Ouyang of the Law Enforcement Hall."

Almost at the moment when Danyangzi's words were uttered, all the sect disciples on both sides were shocked and subconsciously looked up at the arena above.

It was at this time that Dan Yangzi, the leader of the martial arts arena, swung his sleeves, and suddenly a token appeared out of thin air, flew out suddenly, and headed straight for the arena.

The light shone brightly on the battlefield, splitting into twenty-two parts and flying towards the people who were participating in the sect elders' competition.

After Ye Qian'an and others, who were in the lead, received them one by one, they immediately looked down.

The number on the token in Ye Qian'an's hand is thirteen, which means that he will need to compete with the fourteenth next.

Lin Xuezhu is ranked twentieth, which is quite a distance from Ye Qian'an.

"In the first battle, those holding one or two orders, come to the stage!" A cold voice came from the terrace above. It was not from Danyangzi, but from Elder Huoyunzi of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Just as he finished speaking, an elder from the Sword Tomb came flying over. His cultivation was only at the middle stage of Return to Void, but he was full of energy and did not think that he would be defeated today.

"Elder Jianzhong, Zhou Fang." The pale and thin old man walked up to the arena. When he spoke proudly, Lu Lingjiao stepped out from the crowd.

"The sect's last generation's genius, Lu Lingjiao." She stood there with an indifferent look, like a natural ice cube, making people feel a little cold. The moment Lu Lingjiao went into battle, all the inner disciples here immediately burst into amazing cheers to cheer for Lu Lingjiao.

Sword Tomb Elder Zhou Fang had a gloomy face. He didn't expect that as soon as he appeared on the stage, he would meet the former famous genius Lu Lingjiao. At this moment, his face looked grim. After taking a deep breath, he immediately summoned the magic sword and rushed up to meet the enemy.

However, facing his attack, Lu Lingjiao showed no expression at all. Lu Lingjiao's body disappeared in an instant. When she reappeared, she was behind the Sword Tomb Elder Zhou Fang. With a wave of her right hand, a flying sword appeared on Elder Zhou Fang's neck.

Seeing this, the disciples in the field were in an uproar.

Even the other elders of the Sword Tomb twitched their lips. What kind of strength was this to be able to burst out with a speed that was no less than that of a cultivator in the fusion stage.

If I'm not mistaken, the magic sword in her hand is also a weapon for the fusion period.

Lu Lingjiao raised her lips and said softly, "Brother Zhou Fang, you lose."

Sword Tomb Elder Zhou Fang turned around with disbelief in his eyes. He knew that he might not be the opponent's match, but he didn't expect to lose so quickly. After a long time, he lowered his head bitterly, put away his magic sword, and walked down the arena.

"Uncle Lu is indeed worthy of his reputation. Even if three hundred years have passed, he is still the sect's most talented disciple!"

"Hahaha, that's right, I'm afraid the current Tianjiao will be defeated this time, hahaha, victory will eventually belong to us inner disciples."

Some of Qingxuan Sect's inner disciples have lived for more than three hundred years. Naturally, they are contemporaries of Lu Lingjiao. Naturally, they also know Lu Lingjiao, who was famous in the sect at that time and had both beauty and strength, Senior Sister Lu.

The outer disciples looked at each other in bewilderment, unable to believe their eyes.

"This is impossible. How can she be so fast? The elder's strength is at the late stage of Return to Void, but in front of Lu Lingjiao, it is like nothing."

"Tearing the void and controlling the heaven and earth, could it be... a powerful person who has merged into one?"

"It is very likely that Lu Lingjiao is already very close to becoming a fusion cultivator, otherwise how could she tear the void apart in an instant."

"The second battle!" Just as the cheers and uproar were getting more intense, Dan Yangzi's voice came from the stage above, interrupting everyone's discussion.

A man walked out from the crowd. He looked thin and had a sharp face and pale complexion, as if he had been squeezed dry. Even when he walked, he was a little shaky, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.

"The former headmaster of Qingxuan Sect, Sun Zhou Cang, greets all the fellow Taoists."

The one who took action this time was also Elder Jianzhong, but this time it was an old man with white hair and beard. He seemed to be of extraordinary bearing, but in fact he was very panicked.

Zhou Cang, who is at the peak of Return to Void realm, was originally a disciple of an elder of Qingxuan Sect. He left the sect for two hundred and fifty years and now has returned again, he must be confident.

The elder from Jianzhong rushed over quickly, but in Zhou Cang's eyes, he was useless. He just raised his hand high, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket fell down, leaving him no chance to resist or dodge, and directly enveloped the entire arena.

The sound of thunder was deafening. When the dust settled, the Elder Jianzhong who had rushed up earlier had already fallen to the ground and was twitching. Even his hair had turned coal color. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured.

The outer disciples all looked grim, and many of them gasped. Even the current prodigy Wang Teng and others were shocked.

In contrast, the cheers of the inner disciples at this moment were earth-shattering.

(End of this chapter)