The lively event at Hidden Sword Peak had already swept the entire sect, and disciples from all peaks of Guiyuan Sect came to watch before dawn.
   A group of classmates who watched the excitement came to Hidden Sword Peak on a large scale, causing a grand scene of crowds of people, full of people and voices.
   But above the sea of clouds, when a group of young disciples from Hidden Sword Peak wearing white sword robes appeared on the stage, not only was there no sound in the square, but even the noisy wind seemed to be quiet at this moment.
   No way, this, this is too handsome!
   Hidden Sword Peak is originally a fairy mountain where tigers and dragons occupy everything, and it is the scene of the first stop of Yujian’s flight.
   The sword cultivator disciples who appeared one after another, young and handsome, chic and suave, they came with their swords, and the momentum was mighty, just as a ray of the morning sun fell on the white sword robes, and their bodies were full of golden brilliance. Immortals come down to earth.
   That Ling Ran sword intent is even more impressive.
   …here is only a young man who is romantic, and he completely highlights one word, handsome!
   Everyone gasped, and tremblingly said: “Ah, ah, this is too spectacular!”
   For a moment, everyone was shocked, wishing to be one of them, and all the juniors and sisters were excited. Everyone has a disciple token and a communication jade slip in their hands, one pass to ten, ten to a hundred, more disciples are rushing towards Tibetan Sword Peak.
   Seeing this scene, Junior Sister Luo Ling gasped in shock.
   After returning from training in Yunzhou City, she practiced in seclusion on the mountain. This time, she only went down the mountain when she heard there was a sect competition. She never imagined that she had only practiced in seclusion for three or four months, and in the blink of an eye, there were many new things in the sect, and the outside world was changing with each passing day.
   She chatted with her classmates several times, but couldn’t keep up with the topic.
   This time, she couldn’t control her excitement when she saw the Yujian Flying Competition at Hidden Sword Peak, she screamed with excitement.
   Ye Qing stood on the high platform, he was trying to adjust the equipment, and he was concentrating on his fair and cute little face.
   While Tang Xi was proud of his Zai Zai’s organizational appeal, he was also worried about his safety, and worried that too many people would scare the baby.
   After all, there were tens of thousands of Guiyuanzong disciples, all of whom flocked to Hidden Sword Peak. This huge crowd should not be underestimated.
   In fact, he underestimated Ye Qing.
   Concerts of the God of Songs in previous lives, the Olympic Games to win glory for the country, the high tide of the Qiantang River, or fireworks on holidays, etc., even if Xiao Zai Zai did not attend the scene in person, he has seen it on the big screen.
   Although his first reaction was to widen his round eyes when he saw so many fellow students, he would not be easily frightened.
   The child has a strong psychological quality and was not frightened.
   The disciples of Hidden Sword Peak are different. They are cold and reserved on the surface, and they are not affected by any influence. In fact, how turbulent and flattered they are in their hearts, outsiders don’t know.
   Turn back the time to half a day ago.
   They were tense from the start.
   People who practice Taoism are so poor that they have to meditate and adjust their breath before dawn. This is especially true for the disciples of Hidden Sword Peak. In the past, before the dawn broke and the first ray of sky had not arrived, they had already breathed out for several weeks.
   People who practice the Tao can precipitate themselves, which is of great benefit to their practice.
   This day is an exception.
   It was also the first time Xie Shutong saw such a scene. There was a lot of voices at the foot of the mountain, but there was no sound on the mountain, and the juniors had no intention of practicing.
   Either meditate, or meditate, or seize all the time to swing the sword thousands of times, or wipe the blade, and some people whispered: “Aren’t there too many people?”
   A whispered question reveals too much.
   Hidden under the calm appearance of everyone, there is an ocean current sweeping across the sea silently, brewing a tense storm, and extreme excitement.
   They pretended to be calm one by one, and they quickly failed.
   Because a small milk voice came from the distance, “Hey, hey, can you hear it? I posted a real note for myself, brothers and sisters, can you hear it?”
   “Oh I heard—”
   The very soft and clear voice of the little milk, asking and answering, all the senior brothers burst out laughing, the tension and exhaustion in the morning disappeared, but the next second they tensed up again.
   Because the child said: “The Imperial Sword Flying Contest is about to start, please prepare to enter the arena in an orderly manner…”
   This sound was still cheerful and soft, but it directly broke the tranquility of the morning.
   Everyone’s hearts were not calm for a moment.
   As if to confirm what they were thinking, a junior who was meditating and adjusting his breath suddenly burst out a huge spiritual energy in his body.
   Everyone looked at it, and the junior brother blushed: “I’m sorry, senior brothers, I was too nervous, which caused the aura to go wrong.”
   Everyone was speechless for a while, they were really nervous!
   However, the disciples of Hidden Sword Peak are very strong psychologically. When they came all the way with mighty sword energy, no one could see that they were nervous.
   During the pre-competition preparation stage, there was still a stick of incense before the countdown to the competition. The Tibetan Sword Peak disciples all looked serious, holding their sabers tightly in their hands, and adjusting their breathing.
   Among the crowd, Qin Xun looked proud. He squinted his eyes to observe the opponents around him. After wandering around for a while, his eyes couldn’t help but fall on a young man with an imposing manner who was as handsome as a crane.
   Yu Jinghan stood in the light of the sky, with a tall body, his profile was carefully carved, and his face was expressionless, like a sharp sword quietly blooming with faint light. The sky outlined a bright and dark silhouette on the bridge of the opponent’s nose, depicting a bit of depth.
   As a peerless genius born with sword bones, Yu Jinghan was as taciturn and cold as ever. It seems that he doesn’t care about anything, doesn’t pay attention to anything, and is still aloof and aloof, with no dust in his eyes.
   With just one glance, Qin Xun felt jealous.
   hateful! Why is this person so calm!
   Ever since Qin Xun saw Yu Jinghan’s peerless appearance at the Fairy Fate Conference in Yunzhou City, Yu Jinghan has become his demon and his opponent. Kill this talent.
   It’s a pity that none of them succeeded. This time, he must succeed…
   Qin Xun squinted his eyes and swept Yu Jinghan’s sword with his spiritual sense, but there was nothing unusual.
   He couldn’t believe his naked eyes, he groped the jade pendant silently with his palm, and asked through conscious communication: “Isn’t his saber some magical weapon?”
   Both of them knew who this “he” was.
   The old man with jade pendant is a remnant soul in the Mahayana period. Even if Qin Xun’s sixth sense fails, no magic weapon can escape the opponent’s eyes.
   The jade pendant glanced at the old man.
   “No, his saber is very ordinary, it’s just a magic weapon of better quality.”
   Yu Jinghan’s saber has the effect of blowing hair decisively and cutting iron like mud, but it can only be regarded as a high-quality magic weapon, and it still cannot escape the category of ordinary swords. Even the birth process of sword spirits is very slow .
   Even if the owner cherishes it very much, the quality of the sword is so high that it cannot be compared with the ancient magic weapon like “Feishuang Sword”.
   “That’s good.”
   Qin Xun breathed a sigh of relief.
   Why did he ask that, because the “Feishuang Sword” is a magical weapon that he found from the secret realm and has been passed down from ancient times to the present. The sword spirit has already been bred, which is the biggest reliance on his victory in this game.
   The magic weapon’s light is too dazzling, and he usually uses the “Chaos Orb” to cover up its sharpness and hide its aura, making it look like an ordinary magic weapon.
   Qin Xun didn’t think at all that in this kind of competition where the disciples of foundation building and Qi training gathered together, using magical weapons was a kind of crushing cheating.
   After all, it is his ability to be able to obtain the magic weapon.
   However, while he was using the magic weapon, he was also afraid that the same sect also had the magic weapon, and the double standard was to the extreme.
   “Feishuang, you must help me succeed! Help me take back all the glory that belongs to me!” Qin Xun gently stroked the sword on his waist.
   The Feishuang Sword seemed to have sensed it. Usually, there was no sadness, no joy, no anger, no struggle. At this moment, it let out a long cry like ice and snow. The appearance of a magic weapon caused the nearby gurgling stream to stop flowing for a moment.
   “Very good.” Qin Xun let out a low laugh, pampered in his heart.
   “What’s your tone?” The old man Yupei was speechless.
   Qin Xun was also at a loss for a moment. He didn’t know why, but he always felt that if the sword spirit of Feishuangjian could be transformed into a human form, it might be a slim girl who was proud of snow and Lingshuang. .
   This was just an intuition in Qin Xun’s mind.
   Not necessarily true.
   It didn’t matter anyway, time passed quickly and the game started immediately.
   The Guiyuanzong disciples held their breath first, and in the next second, their excitement reached its peak. Because following an order, hundreds of sword cultivators rushed out in unison, flying swords in the air. The scene was magnificent and magnificent.
   Disciples in white sword robes.
   The sword light was like lightning, wrapped in the sound of piercing the sky, causing the audience to scream endlessly. The world of comprehension has not been so lively for thousands of years.
   The leader is obviously Qin Xun.
   He has a strong desire to win.
   A sword in the air, like a rainbow piercing the sun.
   Almost as soon as he finished speaking, his figure appeared ten meters away in an instant, and everyone in Gui Yuanzong was stunned.
   Once activated, the Feishuang Sword, a magical weapon, will be the first to show a strong determination to overcome obstacles.
   Flying with the sword is the romance of a monk. Traveling thousands of miles a day is not an empty talk for a magic weapon!
   The brothers at Cangjian Peak were all flying, and the sky was blue and clear. According to the track prescribed by the junior brother, the sky track had to fly upwards first. Fly through thick clouds and fluffy clouds.
   Patients with acrophobia will feel cold and fearful when they look down.
   Hundreds of people are still too many, before they spread out slowly and tacitly, they suddenly felt a huge impact, brave and violent, with a majestic momentum.
   It was Qin Xun.
   Yu Jian’s flying is about stability, fearing that he will be knocked over, many brothers in Zang Jianfeng hurriedly avoided.
   At this moment, the scene was like Moses parting the Red Sea, Feishuangjian went forward even more courageously, rushing into the dazzling sunlight.
   Feeling that everyone was left behind by him, Qin Xun made up his mind, and the astonishment and jealousy on the faces of those senior brothers made him feel extremely happy.
   He gallops through the clouds.
   A round of red sun was shining brightly, ready to burst out, as if covering him with a dazzling layer of clothes.
   Qin Xun’s heart was surging and he couldn’t restrain himself: Once upon a time, he was just a mortal prince, full of fantasies about traveling immortals, but now the sky is boundless, let him roam!
   This flight of the imperial sword not only excited the whole sect, but also aroused his surging ambition, he must win! Prove it to the whole sect, he is the real pride of heaven!
   However, Qin Xun soon encountered the first round of checkpoints.
   The smile on his lips gradually faded, almost frozen.
   He didn’t pay attention to the mere competition planned by a boy with Wulinggen. What flying with a sword is just a stepping stone for him to avenge his shame and prove himself. Besides, a three-year-old kid can plan something amazing and brilliant?
   But he never expected that with the passage of time, this competition gradually revealed a difficult side.
   Because this is the internal affairs of Yifeng, the map is not big, and it is limited to Guiyuanzong.
   But the map is not big, and people’s imagination is endless!
   Ye Qing set up a number of red buoys on the map of Guiyuanzong. There are mountains and mountains, and there are cliffs.
   Countless sword cultivator disciples were tense, sometimes they had to break through the clouds, and sometimes they had to dive down, and they might fall if they were not careful.
   On the sea of clouds of Guiyuanzong, there are dozens of fairy mountains floating all the time. The clouds and mists are shrouded in ups and downs. Sometimes they surround the main peak with the posture of stars holding the moon, and sometimes they slowly separate and gather and disperse.
   That’s right, the peaks of Guiyuanzong are dynamic.
   Originally, the fairy mountain was majestic and ten thousand peaks competed for beauty, and the disciples of Guiyuanzong had already gotten used to it.
   But this time, these familiar things made the disciples suffer enough, because Yujian flew so fast that they almost hit the floating hill directly.
   The dexterous disciple quickly avoided, patted his thumping little heart and shouted “exciting!”
   Qin Xun was one of them. He flew so fast and high that he almost merged with the sun. The glare of the sun obscured his vision. When his vision was blurred, he almost hit Yushou Peak.
   He dodged the mountain in an extremely embarrassing manner, and almost fell down by accident.
   The first-mover advantage suddenly disappeared.
   The charm of the “obstacle race” began to be seen from this moment.
   There is a stone tablet in front of Ye Qing Xiaozai, and countless disciples have gathered in front of the stone tablet, because there is a schedule ranking list on it, and the value of each player is counted in real time.
   The current five —
   Qin Xun, Yu Jinghan, Xie Shutong, Song Lan, Cheng Zhu…
   Every change in rankings caused countless disciples to have shortness of breath and heartbeats, “Senior brother Cheng Zhu is ranked fifth!”, “Senior brother Qin is too strong to take the lead!” and so on.
   There were also people who looked at the black shadow gradually disappearing in the sky, getting smaller and smaller, like sesame dots, and they regretted that they could not see the flying shadow of the contestant Yujian.
   There was no movement in the sky for a long time, and suddenly it seemed boring.
   The crowd began to gradually disperse, and at this moment, they saw the little junior brother, with soft hands that seemed to be holding a dark object.
   In the next second, the stone projected a scene far away in the sky, and for a moment, everyone was shocked into silence.
   The more shocking thing is yet to come. Among the green and majestic mountains, the images of Jianfeng disciples are projected one by one. There are their voices flying through the sky with their swords flying through the sky, their voices shouting that the competition is too difficult and exciting. The scenes of overturned cars that were tragically eliminated appeared in front of everyone one by one, very clear.
   Everyone in Yuanzong: “???”
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