Holding the sword and holding the sister away

When Bai Yueli came to find her specially for the Zongmen Grand Competition, Fu Yan was a little unexpected.

Although Fu Yan didn't care about this big competition at first, but when she saw Bai Yueli's slightly puzzled expression, she felt a little uncomfortable for no reason. If that's the case, then let's take part in it seriously.

Of course, everyone decided to participate in this big competition, and naturally they had to show their best strength. The reason why Fu Yan chose to challenge Dong Chenghui, who was ranked fifth, was also after careful consideration.

After all, in the past six months, Bai Yueli is not the only one who has broken through to the Dzogchen practice during the consecration period. Among the top ten alone, there are already seven or eight Dzogchen practitioners, but this Dong Chenghui is the same as Fu Yan. The later stage of the consecration is repaired.

Fu Yan didn't have a big impression of this person. In the last ranking competition, his performance seemed to be quite satisfactory, and his final ranking was also around twenty.

But just yesterday, this Dong Chenghui actually defeated the previous No. 5 who was in the consecration period of Dzogchen in one fell swoop, which can be said to have caused a sensation in the entire inner sect of the Shui Ling sect in an instant.

From this point of view, in the past six months, Dong Chenghui must have encountered a big opportunity, otherwise his strength would not improve so quickly, which is indeed a bit surprising.

If Dong Chenghui had won with the strength of Dzogchen during the consecration period, Fu Yan would not be too interested, and it is estimated that everyone would not be so shocked, so Fu Yan, who is of the same class, would naturally want to compete idea.

Therefore, on the second day after Bai Yueli left, Fu Yan chose to challenge Dong Chenghui.

As soon as this news came out, it immediately spread throughout the inner sect. After all, Fu Yan's reputation still had a certain influence in the inner sect, and the opponent was Dong Chenghui, who had just risen to fame. Naturally, everyone was full of curiosity.

On the day of the competition, the entire competition arena was full of figures. At a glance, all of them were handsome men and beautiful women, and all of them stared curiously at the two people on the competition stage.

"No way, why are these two people really going to fight? Brother Dong's strength is already comparable to that of the Consecration Period. Can Junior Sister Fuyan really fight?"

"I watched Senior Brother Dong's competition yesterday, and it was really exciting. With his current cultivation speed, it is possible to break into the top three, so today's competition is probably going to win."

"It hasn't started yet, so don't jump to conclusions too early. After all, Junior Sister Fu's record is also here. The biggest dark horse in the ranking competition last time can surprise people every time."

"I'm so excited by what you said, I can't wait to see them start!"

"..."

Among the crowd, Shui Liuqing, who hadn't shown her face for a few days, finally appeared in a corner. In fact, after returning to the sect, she also challenged Dong Chenghui at the very beginning, but failed miserably.

So after learning that Fu Yan was also going to challenge the other party, she couldn't help but ran over. Although she knew that Fu Yan was already in the top ten, she still didn't know how powerful he was.

Thinking of this, Shui Liuqing's eyes fell on the competition platform.

Fu Yan on the stage was already quietly holding her Linglong Broken Sword, she paused, and unconsciously turned her head to glance at the surrounding crowd, but she didn't see the figure she wanted to see.

It seems that Bai Yueli really didn't come.

As soon as this idea emerged from her mind, Fu Yan felt a little puzzled. It was just an ordinary competition. For Bai Yueli, this battle probably didn't need to be observed and studied. Why did she want to Let the other person show up.

But without waiting for Fu Yan to think about it, Dong Chenghui who was facing him suddenly looked at him, and said slowly: "I also watched the competition of Junior Sister Fu a few days ago, I hope I can make Junior Sister Fu show her true strength."

Dong Chenghui said it very lightly, but it made Fu Yan a little surprised. This person actually saw the water he let out in the last round, but he quickly regained his senses. It seems normal to see the truth with Dong Chenghui's strength. .

"Senior Brother Dong, you're being polite." Fu Yan smiled, she knew that this competition was not easy, and the strength of the opponent was indeed not inferior to hers, but it was more challenging this way.

After the words fell, the two quickly held their swords and saluted each other. At the same time, it also indicated that today's competition had officially begun.

Because the two of them didn't know each other's strength very well, so at the beginning, the two of them went through five or six moves in a regular manner, and it seemed that they both deliberately wanted to analyze each other's strength.

"The second form of Wuhuan Sword!"

After the sixth move fell, Fu Yan finally had a little bit of confidence in his heart, but he didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly used the sword technique of Wuhuanjian first.Directly slashed at the opponent with a sword.

Dong Chenghui is also looking forward to this kind of competition of equal strength, so facing Fu Yan's attack, he will naturally not have the idea of ​​dodging. The next second, he quickly grasped the sword with his backhand, and the power of true essence surged. out.

With a slight step on his feet, he directly held the sword and faced Fu Yan. The aura on the tip of the sword was also as powerful as a bamboo, which made people dare not take it lightly.

There was a sound of "呵啦".

The two finally collided on the competition stage, and the sound of the sword's cry immediately spread throughout the field at this time, and almost everyone felt their eardrums scratching and hurting.

But the two people on the stage were on equal footing, they were in a tight stalemate, when Fu Yan saw him, he hit Qingyun Palm at close range again, and Dong Chenghui on the opposite side had already noticed it, so he quickly He turned over and kicked over with one leg.

There was a sound of "wow".

But he saw that Fu Yan was forced by his leg to retreat several steps away from the ground. For a while, the two who were evenly matched just now, Fu Yan had a slight advantage.

However, for the two people on the stage, they knew in their hearts that this competition was just beginning. Sure enough, Fu Yan quickly stabilized her body in the next second. It landed on top of Dong Chenghui's head.

Without any hesitation, Fu Yan immediately used the third form of the Wuhuan Sword from top to bottom in an upside-down posture, and immediately pressed down a powerful and terrifying sword move straight down.

At this time, Dong Chenghui, who had just stabilized his body below, naturally had no chance to dodge. He lowered his waist quickly like a conditioned reflex, and the sword in his hand quickly blocked in front of him. He took the sword perfectly.

In an instant, everyone saw Fu Yan stabbing down with a sword. Dong Chenghui quickly lowered his waist and took the powerful sword in a half-suspended state. The surrounding dust was blown out by the powerful airflow.

Dong Chenghui's current posture is actually very difficult to use force, so although he managed to catch it, he couldn't hold it for too long, so he soon burst out with a violent burst of true energy, and directly picked Fu Yan with a sword go up.

The distance between the two was finally opened quickly, Dong Chenghui was able to quickly turn around and land aside, and Fu Yan in the air naturally made a leap and landed steadily.

However, this time it was replaced by Dong Chenghui's pursuit and fierce attack. He quickly fired another burst, and directly flew to Fu Yan's side, and killed him with a terrifying sword move.

Naturally, Fu Yan would not just sit still, she quickly lowered her body, then turned around abruptly, and directly performed the second form of the Wuhuan Sword. Looking at the familiar sword move, Dong Chenghui naturally didn't care, and directly crushed it again .

Seeing his figure falling into the sword that was about to be crushed, Fu Yan couldn't help but smile, and the next moment she saw the sword move in her hand change rapidly, this time it was the third form of the Wuhuan Sword .

This sudden change of tactics made Dong Chenghui's eyes widen in disbelief, because it was already too late for him to resist.

"Wow" sound.

Now everyone saw that Dong Chenghui, who was still firmly in the upper hand just now, was injured by Fu Yan's sword, stepped back several steps in a row, and blood was slowly flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Junior Sister Fu is really amazing!" After Dong Chenghui stabilized his body, he couldn't help raising his eyes to look at Fu Yan opposite, and said with a smile.

Fu Yan's non-illusion sword three-style mess is really easy to use, and the opponent who can beat it every time is too late, but Fu Yan also understands very well that this tricky method can only be used by a master like Dong Chenghui. Use it once.

Next time, when the other party is on guard, it is estimated that the effect will not be too great.

Dong Chenghui was not seriously injured, but was only injured by Fu Yan's sudden sword force. He stretched out his hand to lightly wipe away the bright red marks on the corner of his mouth, and gripped his sword handle tightly again.

Immediately afterwards, he passed by in a figure, and his powerful aura quickly swept across the entire test platform, making the onlookers below look a little scared.

Fu Yan naturally didn't back away. Amid the slightly surprised expressions of the crowd, the broken sword in her hand suddenly formed ice tips. For a moment, Fu Yan seemed to come out of an iceberg, and the air around her was so cold that it began to flow slowly. stand up.

Soon, the two were fighting together again.

Another ten strokes passed, thirty strokes passed, and seeing that the confrontation between the two was almost fifty strokes, the blood of everyone below was a little excited.

"My God, these two people are too powerful. Such a powerful fight can last for so long. It makes people feel ashamed."

"No, I just want to ask, is this really the strength that can be possessed in the later stage of consecration? It feels like I have cultivated a fake fairy at the same level."

"I silently agree, I also cultivated a fake fairy, woo woo..."

"..."

In Chaoyang City, Fu Yan has already had a lot of experience in this kind of continuous fighting ability, so after dozens of moves, his breathing is still very steady, but Dong Chenghui on the opposite side seems to have few such continuous fighting experience.

Although the strength in his hand still didn't show weakness, but his breathing was already a little heavy. Looking at Fu Yan, who was calm as always, he knew that he couldn't continue to procrastinate with him.

There is obviously a certain gap between his continuous fighting ability and Fu Yan's, and if he continues to drag it down, he will only end in failure.

Thinking about this, Dong Chenghui finally decided that it was time to let go and make a final fight. He didn't hesitate at all, and immediately mobilized the remaining true energy in his body, which exploded all around for a while, and at the same time, a terrifying breath It also condensed in his hands.

"If Junior Sister Fu can receive my sword, then I will lose today." Dong Chenghui smiled and looked at Fu Yan opposite, the sword in his hand was slowly forming.

"Is he finally going to take out his most powerful sword?"

"I know that Brother Dong won the competition with the Dzogchen Consecration yesterday with this sword. This sword looks really scary. It should be a top-level sword move at the human level."

"What, it's actually a sword move of the top human level, Senior Brother Dong really has a great chance!"

"..."

Seeing Dong Chenghui's human-level sword moves, Fu Yan was also a little surprised, and looking at this terrifying power, it should be a complete set of human-level top-level swordsmanship.

The value and power of a complete human-level top-level swordsmanship should be higher than that of an incomplete prefecture-level low-level swordsmanship, so even though Fu Yan is holding the move of wind and clouds, he is not more than [-]% sure.

Now we can only see, which of the two of them is more familiar with his sword moves, and can exert the ultimate power.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan also quickly displayed Wind and Clouds, and the air current on the entire competition stage began to tremble for a while, and the terrifying aura emitted by the two of them made the eyes of the people in the audience involuntarily widen.

And at this moment, it seemed that it was also because he felt that a powerful force would erupt on the stage, but he saw that a light curtain was erected around the entire competition stage, and the protective isolation formation instantly wiped the entire competition stage away. All wrapped up tightly.

The next moment, everyone saw the two people on the stage jump up directly, and their terrifying swords collided with each other in an instant.

There was a loud "bang".

For a moment, the entire space on the competition platform seemed to be distorted, and the entire space was filled with flying dust. People outside could only see a huge flash of light, but they couldn't see anything clearly.

I don't know how long it has passed, the dust has settled, and the entire competition field has become extremely silent, and everyone's eyes are fixed on the competition stage.

However, the two people on the stage, both supporting their own swords, appeared in the sight of everyone in the form of a half kneeling on the ground, just when everyone thought it was a tie.But hearing another "poof", Dong Chenghui was the first to spit out a mouthful of blood.

It seems that the outcome has been decided.

"Junior Sister Fu actually won, this is... too unbelievable!"

"A dark horse is indeed a dark horse. It can surprise everyone at any time. It seems that my Water Lingzong has another terrifying genius!"

"..."

Looking at Dong Chenghui on the opposite side, Fu Yan was obviously not feeling well. After the victory and defeat had been divided, he finally couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth. Barely.

"It's true that I'm a bit inferior." Dong Chenghui seemed to understand what Fu Yan was thinking, and couldn't help but smiled in relief, but finally said: "But I'm still very confident in catching up, so... looking forward to our next time competition."

"Definitely." Fu Yan also smiled. After coming out of Wushi Arena, this was the first time she fought so happily, and she was also looking forward to the next fight between the two.

At this point, the competition was completely over, and Fu Yan's ranking was successfully set at No.5.

At this time, in Bai Yueli's room, a pure and beautiful crystal ball was placed on the simple wooden table, and the picture displayed in the crystal ball was the figures of Dong Chenghui and Fu Yan.

Obviously, the people in the room had already passed through the crystal ball and had a panoramic view of the wonderful battle on the stage just now.

Looking at Fu Yan's last figure in the crystal ball, the corners of Bai Yueli's mouth could not help but slightly curved into a beautiful arc. She was not surprised that Fu Yan would win, after all, she had always seen Fu Yan's hard work. .

Bai Yueli understands very well that although Fu Yan's strength is inseparable from chance, it is inseparable from her own efforts, every effort will always be rewarded.

At this time, Fu Yan in the crystal ball had already retracted her sword, and walked down the competition stage slowly, as if she was about to leave the competition venue directly. Bai Yueli was stunned, and then reached out her hand to gently caress, and the picture in the crystal ball disappeared instantly. , as if nothing had happened just now.

There was a slight wind blowing outside the window, which blew a few green bamboos in the yard. Bai Yueli raised her eyes to look outside, then retracted her gaze, but the Moon Shaking Sword on the table suddenly came into her sight.

The Yue Yaojian was quietly placed on the table, but the bunch of red tassels at the end of the hilt was particularly conspicuous.

When she saw it, Bai Yueli couldn't help being startled, and unconsciously recalled in her mind the appearance of Fu Yan when she gave it to her.

For a moment, the huge room fell into silence.

The wind outside is also gentle.

Because there are still several days before the time to decide to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition, even though Fu Yan successfully won the No.5 good ranking, he still needs to maintain it.

So in the following time, people would challenge her almost every day, and because she couldn't refuse, Fu Yan could only respond one by one, immersed in various exchanges every day.

Because her strength has long been seen by others, the opponents who come to challenge are naturally not too weak. Basically, they are all masters between ten and twenty. The masters competed.

Although they all won in the end, they were also very difficult. Such intensive challenges made her feel like she had returned to the martial arts arena again, and her strength also improved rapidly.

But what surprised Fu Yan was that apart from Yu Hang and Chen Juan, no one else dared to challenge Bai Yueli's No. , has always stood firm.

What surprised Fu Yan even more was that Shui Liuqing seemed to have just broken through to the Dzogchen cultivation base of the consecration period because of resisting the beast tide and coming back to challenge all the time, and her ranking was instantly promoted to No.10.

Since Bai Yueli came to look for her once that day, except when she was challenged, she basically didn't show up again, because knowing that Bai Yueli attached great importance to the Zongmen Grand Competition, Fu Yan could also guess that she should be cultivating hard Improve your strength.

It is precisely because of this that it is not easy for Fu Yan to disturb Bai Yueli's cultivation.

The last few days passed like this, until the last night of the Zongmen Grand Competition, the top 35 on the ranking list were not allowed to continue to challenge, and it also meant that the quota was finally determined.

Fu Yan still held on to her No.5 steadily, so this time the Zongmen Grand Competition naturally had a place to play, but she didn't take it too seriously, still thinking about the upcoming Grand Prix of the Ancient Battlefield. mystery.

It seems that everyone attaches great importance to the Zongmen Grand Competition. On this last night, the entire inner sect of the Water Lingzong was very quiet. Everyone seemed to be recharging their energy and looking forward to tomorrow's arrival.

Although Fu Yan was not in a hurry, but thinking of going on the road tomorrow, she simply performed her Frost Tempering Art a few times, and then fell asleep with her clothes on.

The next day the sun finally rose as usual.

At this time, the exit of the inner gate of the Water Lingzong was already surrounded by many people. No matter whether they had the opportunity to go there or not, they had already come here, and they were able to participate in the Grand Competition with a swearing appearance. Cheering for others on the side, it seems harmonious.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fu Yan couldn't help but smiled helplessly.

Because the elder who was leading the team hadn't shown up yet, Fu Yan could only wait quietly by the side, but he didn't make everyone wait too long, and soon a huge spirit beast flew over from a distance.

"Look, it's the Fengjiu beast of our Water Feather Sect!"

Seeing the spirit beast getting closer and closer, the person who spotted it first couldn't help pointing and shouting excitedly.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help looking up, but they saw Elder Lin and Elder Xu of the inner sect standing on top of the Fengjiu Beast, slowly flying towards everyone.

The Fengjiu Beast is a spirit beast raised by the Water Feather Sect. Although this spirit beast's combat power is not strong, its flying speed is dozens of times faster than that of ordinary immortal cultivators.

The location of this Zongmen Grand Competition is the Fengling Sect, which is owned by the hero, and it is about two or three days away from their Water Lingzong, but if you go there with this Fengjiu beast, it will only take half a day. , you can reach Fenglingzong smoothly.

As far as Fu Yan knows, there are only one or two spirit beasts like the Fengjiu Beast in the not-so-first-class sect like the Water Ling Sect, and they are basically not used in the whole sect. , and only when participating in the Zongmen Grand Competition, would they deliberately use it to hurry.

Thinking of this, seeing that everyone was looking at the Fengjiu Beast in the sky with surprised faces, Fu Yan couldn't help but pause slightly, and then looked up curiously, but saw Bai Yueli's figure at some point, Already standing behind the two elders.

Soon, the two elders appeared above the heads of the crowd with the Fengjiu beast, and at this time, a deep voice came from the air.

"Disciples participating in this sect competition, hurry up."

As soon as the words fell, everyone quickly turned into a beam of light and flew straight towards the Fengjiu beast above, but in the blink of an eye, the back of the Fengjiu beast was covered with human figures.

When Fu Yan saw her, she naturally didn't hesitate, she swept her body in an instant, and easily landed on the back of the Fengjiu Beast.

But after a while, the thirty-five disciples had already arrived. Bai Yueli glanced at everyone before talking to the two elders, but soon saw Elder Lin's hand turned into a mask, and surrounded everyone inside. .

Seeing everyone's puzzled looks, Bai Yueli couldn't help explaining: "The flying speed of the Fengjiu Beast is too fast, please make sure you don't get out of this mask."

Fu Yan raised her eyes, but happened to meet her gaze.