Slaughter the sky against the dragon

Chapter 22, Competition

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on the Qingfeng Sword Sect's challenge arena, where thousands of people had already surrounded.

The Qingfeng Sword Sect, which has always kept a low profile in the past few years, rarely had such a grand occasion.

The head and elders of the Xuanjian Sword Sect, Qi Zhi, and many casual martial artists, even Mr. Yan came in person.

The competition between Long Buqi and Trumen was originally an internal matter of Qingfeng Sword Sect, but it actually aroused the attention of the entire Zanlong Town.

During this time, Long Buqi and Long Lingyue were in the limelight too much, Long Buqi suppressed Yan Xuexin with a sword, Long Lingyue held a treasure to intimidate Yan Lao, Long Buqi beat the head of the Zitie Sword Sect, and his aunt and nephew... People, everyone in Zanlong Town does not know.

The head and elders of the Xuanlianjian School walked towards Long Lingyue.

"Congratulations to Elder Lingyue, your cultivation has broken through the eighth level of body refining, and you have condensed the power of the golden dragon!"

"Elder Lingyue, please take care of my faction."

Elder Yan also greeted Long Lingyue, "Elder Lingyue, I haven't seen you for a while, your cultivation is already at the same level as mine, it seems that I'm really old, from now on, this Dragon Burial Town will be the world of your young warriors. "

"Old Yan is too modest." Long Lingyue responded with a light smile, and was able to deal with such a scene with ease.

Jiang Ruochen's face was a bit embarrassed. Everyone greeted Long Lingyue first, and ignored him as the master. Fa and a treasure, who in the entire Burial Dragon Town would dare not give her some face?

Chu Yuan said to Old Yan, "For this competition, please host Yan, so that no one can interfere with the result of the competition by relying on force!"

Everyone was silent, obviously, he was referring to Long Lingyue.

"Ok."

Old Yan felt a bit bitter, if Long Lingyue really wanted to interfere in the competition, there was nothing he could do, Long Lingyue's treasure was not a joke, and he would be vulnerable in front of the treasure.

Old Yan glanced at Truman, "Then, let's invite the two contestants to play."

Truman's eyes were full of confidence, and he leaped suddenly with his long sword in hand, like a goshawk, it landed firmly in the challenge arena from tens of meters away!
The casual warriors all applauded.

"Trumen is indeed the No. 1 young generation of Qingfeng Sword Sect. We can't do it alone."

"The disciples from Cloud Firmament Sect are really amazing!"

Elder Yan glanced at the crowd, but couldn't find Long Buqi, so he looked at Long Lingyue suspiciously, "Where is Long Buqi?"

Long Lingyue said helplessly, "I didn't get up when I came here, so I don't know if it's up now."

Everyone looked strange, Truman had already boarded the challenge arena, and Long Buqi was still sleeping!
Chu Xuan sneered.

"Is he afraid of my brother? That's why he deliberately pretended to be sleeping and dared not fight. Wasn't he very arrogant when he cut off my arm?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone saw Long Buqi strolling from afar, with sleepy eyes and yawning, and couldn't help but look weird.

Long Buqi boarded the challenge arena step by step.

Truman looked at Long Buqi who came empty-handed with a frown, "Where's your sword?"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

Long waved impatiently. During this period of time, he practiced during the day and had to pay attention to the fire of the alchemy stove at night. He was seriously short of sleep.

Truman's face was ashen, this is naked contempt!
"Since you want to court death, I will fulfill you!"

Clench your fists tightly and gather all your strength.

hum!
The vision of the giant python suddenly floated up, containing a majestic force, and a gust of wind rose out of thin air.

Huo Ran drew out his long sword and performed Yunxiao swordsmanship.

"The clouds turn!"

Pieces of cold light were tilted out, condensing into ice clouds and cold light, covering a range of more than ten meters around Longbuqi's body!

This is the strongest sword style he has learned after entering the inner sect of Yunxiao Sect, and it is one of the most powerful sword styles in Yunxiao Sword Art!

When Long Lingyue saw Long Buqi who was still lazily standing there, she was angry and anxious.

"No weapon, don't underestimate the enemy, quickly use the Hanxing swordsmanship!"

Everyone couldn't help shaking their heads slightly.

"Trumen has already obtained the true inheritance of Yunxiaozong's swordsmanship, and Long Buqi despises him too much."

"A proud soldier must be defeated!"

Originally, everyone was not very optimistic about Long Buqi for this competition. They heard that Long Lingyue had passed on a superb sword technique of Long Buqi, and they could barely fight against Trumen. Seeing how he underestimated the enemy, they immediately decided that he must lose No doubt about it.

Truman is wrapped in a huge sword style that overwhelms mountains and seas.

Getting closer.

20 meters, 19 meters, ten meters!

"Yes, Auntie!"

Long Buqi smiled at Long Lingyue, his eyes froze suddenly.

Roar!
The vision of the tiger roared out, gathering all of its strength in an instant.

Execute the Nine Steps of Heavenly Demon.

Within ten meters, the world is extremely fast!
An afterimage was left on the spot, passed through layers of sword shadows, and reached in front of Trumen in one step!

Bang!
With Truman's astonished expression, his knee hit his abdomen fiercely, knocking his whole body into the air!
Longbuqi Tianmo took the second step out of the nine steps, stepped into the air, and swept across with one foot.

Snapped!
It was like an iron whip being whipped on Truman's face!
Truman's whole body spun in mid-air and flew out of the martial field.

boom!
It fell more than ten meters away from the martial field!

The whole body is bowed like a shrimp, and there is a deep shoe print on the face, as if branded by a red-hot iron. He coughed up blood in his mouth and couldn't get up after struggling for a long time.

The whole place was silent!

Old Yan, the head of the Xuanjian Sword Sect, and the elders all suddenly shrank their pupils, staring closely at the original position of Long Buqi, and the afterimage shattered.

The speed is too fast, even the eyesight of these old masters can't keep up with the speed of Long Buqi!

The martial practitioners were even more shocked, they didn't see what was going on at all, they just felt that in a blink of an eye, Truman was blown out of the martial field by a dragon!
Elder Yan took a deep look at Elder Long Lingyue, and smiled wryly.

"Elder Lingyue hides his secrets, and he actually masters a top-notch movement technique. I lost to you that day, and I was convinced."

Long Lingyue couldn't help but smile wryly in her heart, knowing that Old Yan had misunderstood.

She didn't pass this body technique to Long Buqi, but the Hanxing swordsmanship was also passed on to her by Long Buqi.

She thought that Han Xing's swordsmanship was strong enough, but she didn't expect Long Buqi to have such a powerful movement technique, her beautiful eyes could not help but shine.

Long Buqi stood on the martial field, looking down at Chu Yuan.

"Do you remember what you said? The three of you, father and son, should kowtow to me and admit your mistake!"

Chu Yuan's face turned blue and white, and his whole body froze. If the father and son kowtowed to admit their mistakes in front of the heroes, what face would they have to be the elders of the Qingfeng Sword Sect?
Long Lingyue gave Long Buqi a slight look.

"No, you have to forgive others, and forgive others!"

She looked at Chu Yuan indifferently.

"Elder Chu Yuan, the enmity between Buqi and Chu Xuan is over, what do you think?"

Chu Yuan glanced at Long Lingyue gratefully. Long Lingyue gave him a step down and nodded hastily.

"Elder Lingyue said that the grievances between your family and my family are now over, and we will never mention it again!"

Everyone watching the battle felt a little unbelievable. Recently, the little devil king Qingfeng, who was famously buried in Longzhen, was facing off against Trumen, who had returned from the Yunxiao Sect. They thought it was a fight between dragons and tigers. The machine crushed Truman in the blink of an eye!
That agility is too strong, it can be called against the sky!

Truman's cultivation was two levels higher than Long Buqi's, and he didn't even have the slightest ability to fight back. The real combat power of the two was not at the same level at all.

I'm afraid that in the younger generation of Zanlong Town, no one will be able to control Long Buqi, only the old masters are qualified to fight him!
Old Yan stared at Long Buqi, "Boy, I have underestimated you a little. If you improve your cultivation to a few more levels and master such a powerful movement technique, maybe it is really possible to fight against the most outstanding disciple of Yunxiao Sect!"

Long Buqi smiled.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yan. One year later, I will definitely ascend to the Yunxiao Sect. I will marry your beautiful granddaughter."

All the warriors of the Yan family stared angrily at Long Buqi, he was too presumptuous.

Old Yan snorted coldly.

"The most outstanding disciple of the Yunxiao Sect is the famous monstrous genius on the Golden Scale List. One in a million is not comparable to the Trumen. Don't think that defeating the Trumen is so great. I hope you will still be able to laugh!"

(End of this chapter)