Chapter 19 Yang Qi, Win!

The battle on the ring continues, and the disciples of the peaks on the sword platform are also talking about it. Each big comparison is not only the grand event of the second brother of the disciples of the sect, but also of great significance to ordinary disciples.

Hundreds of consecutive battles can't be seen at any time, and these disciples are only in the Jindan period, and the gap is not big, which is of great benefit to the future practice of many disciples.

Qin Bing and others also looked at the battle on the field quite carefully. Qin Bing and Xiaobai were fine. The battle on the field was clear and there was not much effort. Although Aofeng is only in the early stage of Jindan, his talent is not bad. Although it is a little reluctant to watch the battle on the field, it will not be too difficult. However, Liu Xie and others are not as lucky as they are. Several of them are only practitioners in the integration period. With the efforts of the practitioners in the later period of Jindan, they can barely keep up with the rhythm and are extremely difficult to see.

And at the height of the sword platform, the five peak masters also watched the fight on the ring very seriously. Every clan winner is the best of Tianjianmen. Almost everyone can step into the Yuanying period, and even the Lord of Wufengfeng can't be underestimated. After all, any practitioners in the Yuanying period are a valuable asset for Tianjianmen.

"According to the feedback from Brother Xu, the disciples who participated in the sect comparison this time are much higher than the quality of the last disciple, especially a few registered disciples." Lan Yu's eyes swept over the disciples on the field and smiled faintly.

Qin Tian and several people beside him couldn't help nodding when they heard the words. They also heard about these things. This time, the quality of the disciples of the sect was indeed higher than that of the previous ones. Not only do each peak have one or two disciples of Jindan's extreme competition, but also many more disciples in Jindan's later stage than the previous ones. As far as Qin Tian knows, Nan Xuanfeng has two Jindan extreme disciples participating in the competition, and Jindan's later disciples have reached more than 20.

"Although there are many disciples in this competition, I'm afraid the final champion will still be born among Duan Peng, Xiao Jian and Lan Xin." Wu Xuan smiled slightly.

Hearing the words, Qin Tian frowned, but immediately nodded slightly. Although he didn't like Bei Xuanfeng very much, Wu Xuan's words were true. Peng's experience and strength were not ordinary disciples. As for Tianjianfeng's Xiaojian and Lan Xin, they were definitely rare geniuses in Tianjianmen for thousands of years. . There is not much doubt about the champion among the three.

"I am more optimistic about Lan Xin. Although Lan is not old, her strength is obvious to all. Even if it is a flute sword, she is not his opponent in daily fighting." Qin Tian pondered for a moment and smiled.

"The blue girl's strength is not bad, but her temper..." Lan Yu shook her head with a wry smile.

"Young people, it's all like this. Didn't you and my brothers have the same time when they were young and frivolous?" Jiang Li laughed.

"What Brother Jiang said is worth living. Look at the Mu boy in our family, who has been closed for so many years, and this time he hasn't even gone out of the sect." Qin Tian also shook his head with a wry smile. The power of his Qin family is not weak in Tianjianmen. There are always a few talented people every few generations, but they are all cultivation crazy.

"However, the strength of Xiao Jian is indeed not bad. If you really fight with the blue girl, you really don't know which of them has the advantage." Yang Yi's eyes swept over the white-robed showman on the court and said slowly.

"Don't guess randomly. In a few days, it will naturally be clear." Lan Yu smiled faintly and looked at the ring again. At this moment, the two games have ended on the ring, and the third game has also reached a critical moment.

On the ring, a fight continued. In a blink of an eye, several hours have passed, and the fight on that field has also been carried out for nearly 30 times. In these nearly 30 battles, there were rivals and battles with great strength, which made the disciples off the field shout.

What surprised Qin Bing most is the disciples who have been practicing for hundreds of years. Their strength may not be the top among the disciples in this competition, but their combat experience has been life-saving skills, but they are not comparable to ordinary disciples. There is always an unexpected performance at every critical moment. This also made Qin Bing be careful. The battle of these approaching disciples is more difficult than that of ordinary disciples. As soon as they play, they often fight with all their strength. Unless they are suppressed with absolute strength, once they are dragged down, their disciples who are often stronger than him will also be defeated.

"The next group, No. 31!" Elder Xu's voice came from the ring. The next moment, it was Yang Qi and his opponent who quickly swept up the ring.

His opponent is a disciple of Dong Xuanfeng, whose strength is in the late Jindan period, and there is a big gap between him and Yang Qi.

"Brother Yang, although I know I'm not your opponent, I still want to ask Brother Yang for advice." The man arched his hand to Yang Qi.

"You're welcome, brother." Yang Qi smiled, palmed his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand. Judging from the fluctuation of the long sword, it should be a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

"Brother Yang, please!" The man's face was solemn, and Zhenyuan's body was urged with all his strength, and a strong breath gushed out from his body.

"Heavenly sword, split into the air!" A white light flashed in front of the man, and the next moment a huge sword shadow stabbed Yang Qi head-on.

"With yourself as a sword!" Feeling the Ling's blow, Yang Qi's pupils shrank slightly, and the sword in his hand raised slightly, stabbed the fast white light, and said coldly, "Breaking Yuan!"

A crisp sound of gold and iron strike came from the impact, and the white light stagnated in an instant, and the next moment it turned into a little white light and dispersed.

The white light dispersed, and the face of the man opposite couldn't help but turn pale. Although it was an extremely powerful state to be a sword, once it was broken, the caster himself would suffer a lot of damage.

The man used this move at the beginning and wanted to take the lead, but he didn't expect that he would be so easily broken by Yang Qi with his full blow.

The man's hand moved slightly, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and his body flashed to Yang Qi.

"The sword is broken!" At this moment, the man's breath suddenly disappeared, and there seemed to be only Yang Qi left in the ring, and there was a sword opposite him, a sword out of the sheath.

Seeing this scene, many people's faces on the court changed slightly, and even Yang Qi's face on the court became solemn.

"Yang Yi, your disciple is good. He can actually understand the Heavenly Sword to such a point, that is, his own strength and realm are a little low, otherwise there must be a seat for him in this big comparison." Qin Tian and Yang Yi have a very good relationship, but they are not worried about the fight on the field. Although Jianyuan Po is a powerful move, the gap between the two sides is too big to make up for.

"This little guy has been in the sect for more than 50 years. He originally intended to let him experience it, but he insisted on seeing this comparison." Yang Yi shook his head helplessly.

"It's just a pity that he met Yang Qi as soon as he came up. Otherwise, even if he couldn't hit the top 20, at least it would be no problem to enter the top 50." Lan Yu also shook her head with regret. After all, a disciple with this strength to hit the top 50 was eliminated in the first game, which was indeed a little bad luck.

Wo!

The two people in the ring did not pay attention to the comments of the people on the court. The long sword moved slightly, bringing a terrible thunder, instantly tearing the air in front of them and stabbing Yang Qi.

"Return to the source!" Yang Qi pulled the long sword in his hand, and an invisible sword shadow appeared in front of him in an instant. The long sword in his hand stabbed, and his whole body suddenly disappeared from the same place.

"Ding~" only heard a sound of gold and iron on the field, two figures appeared in front of the crowd, and two long swords collided with each other.

"Boom~"

A terrible noise came from the center of the impact. The next moment, a figure burst back, and the whole person was directly hit on the ring.

Hu~Hu~

The raging wind made Yang Qi's gown growl, and his whole cuffs had been smashed, but the calm look told everyone that he was not injured in the previous attack.

"I lost." A figure on the ring slowly climbed up, looked at Yang Qi's figure, and smiled bitterly.

"Your strength is already very good. If you and I are in the same realm, I may not be your opponent." Yang Qi looked at the man opposite and said slowly.

"Thank you very much, brother." Hearing this, the man nodded, jumped and disappeared from the ring.

"The 31st game, Yang Qi, win!" Elder Xu's voice came from the ring.

Yang Qi nodded to Elder Xu, moved slightly and disappeared from the ring.

"The next group, No. 32!"