Hua Qiangu Zhiwu is Bai Zihua

"No! I must become His Majesty's disciple!"

From the corner of his eye, he seemed to see the white figure sitting on top looking at him, Qing Shui gritted his teeth secretly, his eyes became firmer after making up his mind,

Seeing Yin Shangpiao's move towards his arm, Qingshui didn't evade or resist, but stabbed the long sword in Yin Shangpiao's chest viciously.

"Huh?" Yin Shangpiao's face was startled, he never thought that Qingshui, who was being beaten by him all the time, and who was about to be defeated, would use such a style of fighting that would hurt both sides,

If he continued to attack, although he could stab Qingshui's arm, he was afraid that his chest would also be pierced. In a hurry, he quickly retracted his sword posture, swung the long sword in his hand forward, and drew Qingshui's long sword. sword block,

Seeing that his long sword was blocked, Qingshui quickly gathered a water polo with his left hand and threw it towards Yin Shangpiao, but before the spell got close, he smashed it with his hand.

However, Qingshui's goal has been achieved, the long sword held in the right hand changed its sword move, and the "Ethereal Sword Art" was cast, and a strong sword intent emanated from Chong,

When "Ethereal Sword Art" was displayed with sword intent, Qingshui's aura changed suddenly, the long sword in his hand seemed to come alive, it seemed flexible and changeable, and the steps under his feet were extremely light, the whole person was like a Dancing like a butterfly,

"What kind of sword technique is this? This is not "Nine Swords in the Clouds" at all!!"

Yin Shangpiao had never seen this set of swordsmanship before. For a while, he was pressed and beaten by Qingshui, and his whole body was forced to retreat steadily. However, with his own cultivation that was much stronger than Qingshui, he resisted with difficulty, I was secretly anxious in my heart, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid he will definitely lose,

"It seems that we can only use this!" When he was struggling to resist the light water sword move, Yin Shangbiao's eyes flashed a haze. Ice needles of icy air...

"Huh?" Zihua, who was watching the battle, had his eyes fixed. When the ice needle appeared in Yin Shangpiu's hand, he knew that Qingshui might be defeated next. There is no rule that hidden weapons cannot be used in the Immortal Sword Competition...

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"Right now!"

After fending off Qingshui's sword move again, Yin Shangbiao's eyes lit up, and he quickly raised his hand, and the ice needle in his hand flew out of it, towards Qingshui...

Caught off guard, the ice needle pierced Qingshui's shoulder directly, causing Qingshui's coherent sword moves to pause slightly. Yin Shangpiao took the opportunity to go crazy, and the fierce sword moves in his hand forced Qingshui to retreat steadily. Dangers abound...

"What's going on, why do I feel like I can't use my mana?"

Qingshui used the power of "Ethereal Sword Art" to resist Yin Shangpiao's attack with difficulty, and was horrified to find that her mana was getting weaker and weaker, feeling like she couldn't use it, so she could barely support her to fly on the sea...

"Ding"

He was distracted for a while and couldn't use his magic power. Yin Shangpiao took the opportunity to pick up the long sword in Qingshui's hand. After picking up Qingshui's flying sword, Yin Shangpiao still refused to give up. light water stings away,

"Ah! I..." Qingshui let out a soft cry when the long sword was picked up, but she couldn't use her magic power. Qingshui wanted to admit defeat, but before she could speak, the long sword in Yin Shangpiao's hand stabbed at her fiercely, feeling terrified in her heart Unexpectedly, she couldn't speak for a while, and stared blankly at the long sword like a poisonous snake, which continued to enlarge in her pupils...

There was a sound of "ding" and the sound of gold and stone colliding. When the long sword in Yin Shangpiao's hand was about to stab Qingshui, a silver mask appeared on Qingshui's body. His long sword directly pierced the mask and was bounced away. go out…

"Competing with each other, don't hurt people's lives."

A faint voice whispered in Yin Shangpiao's ear, and he quickly raised his head to look at Shangshang Shouzihua's eyes that seemed to see through everything. It seemed that there was no secret in the whole person that could escape these eyes, and they were all seen through. I couldn't help being startled, and quickly bowed my head respectfully...

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Although he was rescued, Qing Shui looked depressed, knowing that he had already lost...

Then the elder in charge of the arbitration came forward, and if he gave Yin Shangpiao a meaningful look, he announced the result directly, Qingshui lost, Yin Shangpiao won!

Looking at the figure of Yin Shangpiao leaving the stage, Zihua's eyes flickered...

"Zi Hua, this Yin Shangpiao hides his strength, and his moves are fierce. I'm afraid the picture is not small!" Mo Yan's voice came from his ear, obviously he also saw the battle between the two,

"Yeah." Nodding his head, Zihua began to think secretly. There was obviously something wrong with Yin Shangpiao, and he felt like a spies of other sects. However, there was nothing unusual about his origin and footsteps, but Zihua was puzzled.

In the following time, Hua Qiangu had two more matches. He was very lucky. The opponents he encountered were all half-baked, and he won three games without any surprises and entered the final.

On the other side, Ni Mantian also fought three consecutive rounds and qualified for the finals, but the opponents she met were all strong people, and she was already exhausted after three fights.

What makes Zihua a little dumbfounded is that after Baixue came on stage, she took out the guqin and played it. What she played was "White Fox".

However, the poignant and beautiful "White Fox" was a sensation in the audience, almost turning the Fairy Sword Conference into a guqin exchange conference,

In the subsequent competition, Bai Xue directly abstained from the competition. After all, as long as she wins a game, she doesn't have to worry about being at the bottom. After the game, she will be kicked out of the long stay..._

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Originally thought it would take at least two or three days for the new disciples to compete, but unexpectedly, it only took one day to complete the competition. Four disciples were qualified to enter the finals.

Not surprisingly, these four people are: Hua Qiangu, Ni Mantian, Shuo Feng, Yin Shangpiao,

Among the four, the one who won the most easily is probably Hua Qiangu. The opponents encountered in the draw were all half-baked players. After three battles, they all won easily, which makes others envious!

The other three, whether it is Ni Mantian, or Shuo Feng and Yin Shangpiao, after three consecutive matches, all of them have exhausted their mana and exhausted themselves. Among these four, three of them are now powerless to fight again. So the final is scheduled for tomorrow,

After seeing this expected result, Zihua stood up directly from his seat. He really didn't have much interest in watching the rest of the competitions between the entry-level long-term disciples.

These disciples' competitions have completely violated the original purpose of holding the Immortal Sword Conference. In line with the purpose of the competition, it is entirely for their own selfish desires, or to strive for strength and face,

In terms of comparison, sometimes it is not even light or heavy, it is completely fighting with others, serious injuries are common, and some even accidentally kill the disciples of the sect.

Of course, these people were all without exception, and they were severely punished by the Discipline Pavilion.

Seeing Zi Hua stand up, Mo Yan couldn't help asking: "Zi Hua, the competition is not over yet, what do you want...?"

"I won't watch the next competition." Zi Hua said indifferently, after saying that, before Mo Yan could speak, Zi Hua disappeared in a flash...

Although the competitions of these disciples violated the original purpose, they are harmless, and it can stimulate the fighting spirit of the disciples, which is not a bad thing.

But Zihua still can't get any interest, these fights are too boring, it's better to refuse to stay with Zixun in the Palace of Love...

Seeing Zihua's disappearing back, Mo Yan shook his head helplessly, and continued to cast his gaze on those long-term disciples who were still competing in the competition.

Mo Yan is taking care of all the big and small affairs of the sect. It is necessary to understand which of the disciples in the sect is stronger and which is weaker, so that corresponding countermeasures can be taken, or suppressed and weakened, or secretly support,

It can be said that it is extremely easy for Zihua to be the head of Changliu, which is equivalent to the existence of a sect belief,