Evil Venerable

Silent all night.

Day two.

The most exciting battle for the top ten in the Inner Sect Grand Competition is about to begin, and a large number of disciples have come to Yanwu Square early, striving to occupy a good position.

The time has come!

Yan Li, Nan Gongyong, Qin Shuang and others came to the arena one after another, waiting for the start of the competition.

Yuan Changfeng's figure appeared on the ring, glanced at Yan Li and the others, and said slowly, "Today is the last battle of the inner martial arts competition. You already know the rewards for this competition, but after discussion among the elders, Decided to replace the No.1 high-grade magic weapon with a low-grade spiritual weapon!"

"Low-grade spirit tool?"

One stone caused a thousand waves!

There was a "buzz" in the crowd, and then everyone turned their eyes to the ten people standing at the front of the ring.

And Nan Gongyong and others were also very excited. Weapons are the second life for warriors. A good weapon can double the strength of warriors.

All weapons in the world, except for the lowest-level ordinary weapons, cannot be bought with silver.

Even with such a superpower as the Great Wilderness Palace, it is impossible for an inner disciple to have a magic weapon in their hands. It would be good if dozens of inner disciples had a magic weapon for thousands of inner disciples.

The sect will reward a low-grade magic weapon only if he is promoted to an elite disciple.

However, in this inner martial arts competition, the sect actually wanted to take out a spiritual weapon as the No. 1 reward. At this moment, even some elite disciples were greatly moved and envious.

To be honest, Yan Li is also very excited about the spiritual weapon. Although there is a sword spirit living in the Wufeng Sword, the Wufeng Sword is too evil, and it wants to suck people's blood and vitality.

If it is seen by others, it will be misunderstood as an evil warrior.

Yuan Changfeng's voice continued: "Now, I am announcing the rules of this competition. Each of you will have a battle with nine other people. The winner who wins nine times is No.1 and wins eight times. No.2, the No.3 who won seven victories, and so on! Now, I announce that the competition begins, the first battle, Yan Li vs. Lin Huai!"

"Whizzing!"

Yan Li and Lin Huai flew onto the ring almost indiscriminately, facing each other face to face.

"Junior Brother Yan, please!"

"Brother Lin, please!"

The two of them were a little polite, and they fought together. Lin Huai's strength is unquestionable. At this moment, he is using a set of mysterious high-grade swordsmanship.

The sword light ripples like water waves, piercing out gracefully, seemingly ordinary, but full of murderous intent. This sword technique is more in line with Lin Huai's heart, and has been cultivated to great success. At the same time, the sword in his hand is also a middle-grade magic weapon.

With the increase of magic weapon, his strength is already very close to the attack power of a master in the profound realm.

And Yan Li is not weak either, Shen Xiao swordsmanship has long been cultivated to the culmination, holding the Wushuang sword, bursting with thunder, and with the Xuan-level middle-grade swordsmanship, he is actually on par with Lin Huai.

The mist is vast! ! !

After dozens of moves in the fight, Lin Huai finally showed his impatience. The magic weapon in his hand, the long sword, suddenly shone brightly, and the long sword slashed out obliquely, forming several waves of sword energy in the air like water waves.

Wave after wave of sword energy roared and swarmed towards Yanli.

Yan Li took a few steps back slightly, and had already retreated to the edge of the ring. The corners of his eyes shrank sharply, his figure swayed, and he actually slammed into the waves of sword energy with a long sword in his hand.

"Haha, you are courting death!"

When Lin Huai saw that Yan Li broke into his attack range automatically, he couldn't help being overjoyed, but his smile suddenly froze.

"Pfft!"

A blue light suddenly appeared, tearing apart his water wave sword energy like lightning, and then came straight towards him.

"Man and sword are one!"

All the people watching the battle were stunned. They didn't expect that Yanli was young, but he had reached the realm of the unity of human and sword in the realm of breaking Yuan.

"puff!"

The Wushuang sword slashed across Lin Huai's wrist, and at the same time Yan Li kicked him off the ring with one kick. This person had sent people to assassinate him many times and cut his wrist, even if it taught him a lesson!

"boom!"

Lin Huai fell under the ring, his complexion suddenly turned pale, he looked at Yan Li on the stage with resentment, and retreated to the side in hatred.

Wrist injury, today's top ten battle, he missed the top three.

Yuan Changfeng announced the result blankly, "In the first battle, Yanli wins!"

Immediately, there was a burst of cheers from the audience, among which the loudest ones were Xue Zhan, Yao Ling and others. "Yan Li, do you want to go down and rest, or continue to fight?" Yuan Changfeng asked Yan Li.

"keep fighting!"

Yuan Changfeng nodded, "The next battle is Yanli vs. Zuohan!"

It wasn't long before Zuo Han broke through the Yuan-breaking realm, but his strength was much stronger than that of ordinary old-fashioned Yuan-breaking warriors.

"Junior Brother Yan, please!"

"Brother Zuo, please!"

The battle begins again.

Zuo Han was not polite either, and he flew forward as soon as he raised his long sword, because it can be seen from the first battle that Yan Li's strength surpassed him by a lot.

Yan Li still fought the enemy with Shenxiao swordsmanship. After dozens of moves, Zuo Han jumped straight to the edge of the ring and shouted, "Junior Brother Yan, I admit defeat!"

He knew that he would have no chance of winning if he fought Yan Li, so he might as well keep his body and fight with others.

"Yan Li wins!" Yuan Changfeng announced the result of the contest in due course!

Now that Yanli has two victories, even if he loses all of them next, he can still sit firmly at No.8 in the inner sect, but his goal is to be number one.

"Do you need to rest?" Yuan Changfeng asked again.

"Need not!"

"Alright, next fight, Yan Li vs Lin Jingyun!"

Yan Li's eyes fell on Lin Jingyun. In his previous life, Lin Jingyun's advancement was not so fast, but in this life, he has already reached the realm of breaking Yuan. It can be seen that he must have some kind of adventure to be like him. , Promoted to Poyuan in just a few months.

Lin Jingyun flew onto the ring expressionlessly, pointed his long sword at Yan Li, and said in a deep voice: "Yan Li, I hope you will fight me with all your strength!"

"it is good!"

Yan Li understood what Lin Jingyun meant, obviously he realized that he had retained his strength in the previous two battles.

"Be careful!"

As soon as Lin Jingyun finished speaking, he turned into a shadow, and at the same time, a sharp gust of wind rushed towards him.

"So fast!"

Yan Li was taken aback. Lin Jingyun's speed was almost comparable to the old enemy of the Profound Realm fighters. He knew that if he still used Yu Lei Zhen Qi to fight against the enemy, he would definitely not be his opponent.

Therefore, with a thought, the sea of ​​chaotic qi in the dantian ejected a large amount of primordial true qi, which flowed into the meridians.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Lin Jingyun's swordsmanship does not have specific moves, mainly stabbing, chopping, and chopping. However, even this ordinary moves are extremely fast, making it hard to guard against and dazzling.

Nan Gongyong and the others below looked at Lin Jingyun's extremely fast swordsmanship, all of them looked dignified, thinking whether they could resist such a swift and fierce swordsmanship if they matched up.

Although Lin Jingyun's sword technique was fast, Yan Li was able to block it. His sword swing was not fast, but he was powerful, and he was able to block Lin Jingyun's attack every time.

Go slow and beat fast!

Yuan Changfeng, who was standing on the edge of the ring, couldn't help but nodded appreciatively.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

In just a dozen or so breaths, Lin Jingyun had already attacked hundreds of swords, and the speed of his movements and swords was getting faster and faster.

But what annoyed him was that Yan Li still blocked his attack.

After attacking hundreds of swords, drops of sweat were already dripping on Lin Jingyun's forehead, such a swift and swift attack was very draining of energy and stamina.

At this moment, Yan Li's disorderly sword move suddenly drew a circle in front of him. When the circle was drawn, the surrounding air was filled with a kind of viscous force, which made Lin Jingyun's movement and the speed of the sword All slowed down.

It's too late to say, then soon!

The Wufeng sword in Yanli's hand suddenly burst out with a black and white sword light, and it disappeared in a flash!

"Dangdangdang!"

The Wufeng sword continuously broke through the defense built by Lin Jingyun's long sword, and the tip of the sword was sent to his throat.