I was tricked by the yandere villain Master all the way to my ascension

Guiyuan City was buzzing with people.

The members of the eight great immortal sects sit high on the cloud platform, and in addition to the hundreds of palace sects, the rest of the seats below are occupied by their respective aristocratic families.

As for the casual cultivators and the immortal families who were not ranked, they could only gather around the huge competition stage and look up.

"I heard that there are more than 100 swordsmen participating in this sword master competition."

"A god who has been transformed for less than a century, a rare genius, I never expected to see so many of them today!"

"Of course, even if you don't have a genius, you still have to use pills to create it. After all, with this rare opportunity, who doesn't want to step in and have a superior swordsman?"

"Yes, there are only so many honorable positions. Once someone ascends the throne, the next person who wants to claim the title will have to defeat the person in charge. It's okay to win, but it will offend others if you lose!"

Yes!

There are only so many opportunities.

How can he be an ordinary person who can win out of more than a hundred people and reach the position of Sword Master?

Just like Yuan Zhen, both talent and immortal bones are rare and top quality.

What's more, he also has the background of the second largest family behind him.

Be self-denying and diligent.

Having mastered the art of swordsmanship, he can be regarded as the chosen one.

Therefore, after Yu Changxian's death, he successfully took the position of Sword Master, and no one ever dared to challenge him.

If it weren't for the word "love", he would have ruined his path as a cultivator...

I'm afraid it won't be long before I become the next Junheng-like being to join the ranks of the venerables!

Thinking of this, everyone raised their heads and looked at the girl standing next to the majestic and cold man on the jade platform shrouded in mist.

But he saw that her white clothes with Tai Chi patterns were being blown by the spiritual wind, and her figure was as straight as a sword.

The expression was calm and composed.

His expression was calm.

It was like, competing later would not matter to her.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh, "As expected of a swordsman, he can make a genius from a family like Yuan Zhen lose his head!"

Jiang Lijiu, who was swept by countless gazes, stood with his eyes lowered and never said a word.

It's the most difficult thing to stop talking about.

Those people's thoughts don't matter to her.

All she has to do in the future is to become stronger, stronger, and stronger than everyone else in order to be convincing.

Suddenly, he felt a look in his eyes that was different from the others watching the excitement.

Looking up, he saw a tall man standing in the crowd.

He was dressed in a spotless white robe that was fluttering in the wind, and he had a bamboo hat on his head. The hanging gauze blocked his face, and he could only vaguely see his delicate outline.

that person...

Inexplicably, it gave her a familiar feeling!

"Li Jiu, what are you looking at?"

Jun Heng's deep and deep voice reached his ears, bringing Jiang Lijiu back to his senses, "Nothing happened."

Seeing that her face was still expressionless, Jun Heng glanced at the distance and said, "That person is a difficult opponent. He is ten years older than you and has been in the stage of becoming a god for two years."

"Thank you father for informing me."

"This competition lasted for five days. Today, more than 100 monks took the stage at the same time. In the end, only ten monks were left to compete one-on-one tomorrow."

"Father, don't worry, I know."

As soon as Jiang Lijiu finished speaking, a solemn and distant drumbeat sounded.

"Dong dong dong..."

That voice seemed to hit everyone's heart.

The monks who had signed up for the Sword Master List all flew in from high places, each showing his or her grace.

Jiang Lijiu's eyes fell on the man in white in the crowd and found that he slowly squeezed through the crowd and stepped onto the competition stage step by step.

Instantly received countless looks of contempt.

Her eyes moved slightly, and she understood that this person was indeed a powerful enemy!

In the eyes of everyone, he can not care about the opinions of others, but also restrains his own sharpness, making people take it lightly.

the most important is……

He knows how to preserve his strength!

Monks who have exceeded the stage of transformation and are over [-] years old are not allowed to participate in the competition.

Therefore, everyone is just a little different in realm!

but!

This does not mean that a certain level of improvement will guarantee victory.

Luck and strength, plus the ability to defeat opponents across realms, are the conditions a sword master must possess.

"Li Jiu..."

Before Jun Heng could say any words of encouragement, he was interrupted by Jiang Lijiu, "Father, don't worry, I will definitely give you the position of Sword Master."

She paused as she walked down, "Father, don't forget to agree to my marriage to Mr. Lisheng. When we get back, we will start preparations."

"puff……"

Yu Changxian, who was sitting next to Jun Heng and drinking tea, couldn't help but laugh.

He coughed lightly.

"Xiao Lijiu is keeping my heart in my heart. When you win, my master will immediately work non-stop to capture you."

"Thank you, Master."

Jiang Lijiu gritted his teeth and slowly walked off the competition stage under the intense gaze of everyone.

"Master Jiang, how about cooperation?"

A clear laughter suddenly sounded in the mourning platform.

It's voice transmission.

She followed her perception and saw a man wearing a bamboo hat approaching quietly.

"Why is it you?"

Hearing her indifferent and distant tone, the man was not annoyed and stood directly beside her, "Look at these people, they have all chosen their own teams."

"A team of ten people, all belonging to various forces. Anyway, if they can survive today, whoever wins the position of Sword Master will definitely make a profit."

"It's different for me, I'm alone."

He stroked his sleeves and continued to lobby hard.

"There is no immortal sect or aristocratic family behind me. Master Jiang is so popular that he is on the cusp of the storm and is the target of public criticism."

"No one wants us anyway. Why don't we work alone together to keep warm? Let's make do?"

Jiang Lijiu glanced at him, "Will it hold you back?"

"uncertain."

"What is your name?"

"Silence."

"Your surname is Shen?"

"Yes."

"Pleasant to work with."

Silence suddenly smiled, "Master Jiang, wouldn't it be because of this surname that he agreed?"

"Exactly."

"If I had known earlier, I would have given my name first!" He complained seemingly.

The two decided to face the enemy together, moved their steps slightly, and changed positions silently.

Seeing this, other people also gathered together.

Sure enough, as Silence said, most of them were in groups of ten, with only a few scattered people standing in the distance.

"clang--"

The harsh sound of the gong pierced everyone's eardrums.

The elder who presided over the competition shook the sky, "The sword master competition... begins now!"

"Zheng~"

The sounds of swords sounded one after another.

As soon as Jiang Lijiu summoned his divine weapon, he realized that he was locked by a pressure.

"Let me tell you, will you be the first to be suppressed?" Silent Transmission joked.

"Then you are still on the same team as me?" Jiang Lijiu's body was shaken with ice spiritual power, instantly dispelling the incoming confinement.

Ten meters away, a woman surrounded by everyone spit out a mouthful of blood.

A discerning person will know her at a glance.

Jiang Li Jiufeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a flash of danger quickly flashed across his face.

Shen Mo used his sword and wounded one person, then kicked him off the competition platform. "Let's go, let's go in and take revenge."

No one answered.

He turned his eyes and saw that the girl who was beside him a second ago had summoned the spiritual seal to fly into the air.

The icy cold breath spread in all directions.

Thousands of ice spikes are suspended.

The target was the woman who wanted to attack her!

This scene made everyone in the audience take a breath, "Is this young master of the First Immortal Palace crazy when he fires his ultimate move just after the competition?"