Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

A cultivator with a mouthful of yellow teeth, hands tucked into his sleeves and a hunched back, opened his mouth with a bright smile.

"What a Great Xia Sword Sect! Such courage is truly admirable!"

"Knowing that their disciples might die, they still came."

Beside the burly man, an old Daoist with white eyebrows murmured, "Well said."

"But have you noticed that the eyes of those disciples clearly know what they are going to face today."

"Yet there is not the slightest hint of retreat in their eyes!"

"Who can say what such a sect will become in the next century?"

Both of them were Golden Core Realm cultivators, so their vision was naturally sharper.

Soon, people from all hundred sects gathered here.

Countless eyes turned to the Great Xia Sword Sect, after all, among the hundred sects' martial arts competition yesterday, only the Great Xia Sword Sect and the Six Yang Academy suffered the most losses.

But today, only the Great Xia Sword Sect came!

It is said that the Six Yang Academy had already left Tianyu Pass overnight last night.

Ge Qing stepped into the void and said softly, "According to yesterday's积分 rankings, the remaining last fifty sects have been eliminated."

At this time, the people of the Great Xia Sword Sect looked at the record stone tablet in slight astonishment.

The name of the Great Xia Sword Sect was impressively at the bottom of the stone tablet.

Fiftieth place, Great Xia Sword Sect!!

The names of the remaining fifty sects have already dimmed.

Li Guanqi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "The subsequent competitions are so fierce!"

Yesterday, the Great Xia Sword Sect was the first to complete the competition duel.

So at that time, his sect's ranking was only ninety-second, that was because the other sects' competitions had not yet ended.

Qin Xian obviously did not expect this ranking.

"Since that's what fate dictates, let's just let nature take its course today!"

After the other sects flew into the air to the stands, Ge Qing said in a deep voice.

"Since that's the case, let's start the second round of drawing lots!"

Buzz!!!

Along with the old man's release of a wisp of spiritual light, the stone tablet bloomed with dazzling light.

After a while, the second round of battle lists had appeared.

Bang! Crack!!

The lame man beside Li Guanqi suddenly crushed the floor tiles under his feet!!

The Yuan power around him was fluctuating violently, and the fingers holding the crutches turned white.

Hateful eyes stared at the name of the sect on the stone tablet through the broken hair!

Li Guanqi followed the man's gaze and looked at the stone tablet with his mind's eye.

It clearly read 'Great Xia Sword Sect, vs., Xuan Tian Sect!'

"Xuan Tian Sect!"

Li Guanqi murmured the name of the sect, he didn't have much of an impression of this sect.

But he found that Tu Kui and his master's eyes were frequently looking at Gao Qiwen!

Even Qin Xian's hands under his sleeves were clenched into fists!

At this time, Li Guanqi transmitted a voice to the old man in front of him.

"Master, does this Xuan Tian Sect have a grudge against Gao Qiwen?"

The old man looked back at the lame man, sighed softly and transmitted a voice.

"His leg was crippled in the Hundred Sects Competition with the Xuan Tian Sect..."

"Lao Gao... looks young, but is actually nearly four hundred years old."

"He even entered the sect a few years earlier than me."

Li Guanqi's heart trembled slightly, he didn't expect that Gao Qiwen, who looked very young, was actually over four hundred years old.

"He took a beauty-preserving pill when he was young, so of course you can't tell his age."

Li Guanqi nodded slightly, no wonder he always felt that the other party was a bit old-fashioned sometimes.

"In short... Lao Gao's knot is on the Xuan Tian Sect!"

The old man didn't say anything more about the remaining reasons.

Today's competition will be held on the main peak of Tianyu Mountain.

According to the ranking, the Great Xia Sword Sect has to wait for some of the previous sects to finish fighting before fighting.

The arenas suspended in the sky began to gradually piece together, forming larger and larger arenas.

However, just as the arena was being assembled, a middle-aged man with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks slowly walked towards the Great Xia Sword Sect.

The man in a sky-blue robe exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

The man looked at Qin Xian with a playful look, looked at Gao Qiwen behind him, and chuckled.

"Yo, isn't this the great genius Gao Qiwen?"

"Why are you still limping? Didn't the Great Xia Sword Sect get you some pills to fix you up?"

Speaking of this, the man's tone paused slightly, and he looked at Gao Qiwen's broken leg with a teasing look and joked.

"Or did I kick you too hard back then? You can only kneel on the ground and can't stand up until now!"

"Hahahaha!!"

The man's wild laughter attracted the attention of many people.

At this time, some older generation, or even cultivators who had watched several Hundred Sects Competitions, recognized who the man who was speaking was!

"Xuan Tian Sect's Third Elder, Early Stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, Chen Qing!"

"Chen Qing... could it be... that cripple is the Great Xia Sword Sect's Gao Qiwen?"

"Tsk tsk, you really can't see the appearance of that once proud son of heaven at all."

"Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, the grievances between these two have already been three hundred years ago."

Gao Qiwen pursed his lips, clenched his fists, and his body trembled slightly.

Cold eyes stared at Chen Qing through his broken hair.

Chen Qing sneered indifferently, and sneered.

"Trash is trash, even after three hundred years, it's still trash!"

Pa!

A crisp sound rang out.

Chen Qing's left face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qin Xian raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Qing and said coldly: "Get out."

Chen Qing then realized what was going on, and his chest rose and fell violently.

Finally, Chen Qing glanced at Gao Qiwen hatefully, and said coldly with sarcasm.

"Humph! Good! Good! We'll see!"

"Since we meet again after three hundred years, this is God's will!"

"We'll see!!"

Qin Xian raised his hand, and Chen Qing quickly raised his arm to block it in front of him.

Seeing that the old man just scratched his nose, he got up a little embarrassedly.

Finally, he left after saying a few harsh words in a row.

After Chen Qing left, Gao Qiwen turned his head and took a deep look at Li Guanqi without speaking.

Li Guanqi didn't know what to say, so he simply didn't speak.

"The first batch of sects to fight, get ready, you can start!"

However, just after Ge Qing announced the start, a battle on one of the arenas quickly attracted his attention.

He looked up at the light curtain of the projection.

I saw a young man wearing a white robe with red silk embroidery standing on the stage, just waved his sword and turned to leave!

Dong!!

Bang!!

The young man standing opposite him actually covered his neck and fell down!

The young man had a face like jade, his eyebrows were fiery red, and he said indifferently in a cold voice.

"What kind of garbage are these?"

"When will I meet Zhao Beichen? I can't wait!"