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Chapter 607 The Registered Disciple of the Qijue Sword Emperor (Second Change)

An hour later, Wang Qingshan entered the stage. His opponent was a young woman in a red skirt who had built a fourth floor foundation.

Wang Qingshan did not use the sword control technique, but sacrificed three golden metal spheres, which turned into a golden armored guard more than ten feet high, a blue giant eagle with a five-foot-big size, and a red giant with a length of more than ten feet. Giant pythons, they are all second-tier high-grade puppet beasts.

With a pinch of his magic formula, three top-ranked puppet beasts of the second rank rushed towards the young woman in the red dress.

The young woman in the red dress was only on the fourth floor of the foundation building, and she was a little flustered in the face of the attack of three second-tier high-grade puppet beasts.

She released a spell to attack the puppet beast, but failed to cause much damage to the puppet beast. On the contrary, the spell released by the puppet beast almost killed her.

"Sensible, obediently admit defeat, I don't want to kill you." Wang Qingshan said coldly.

Although it is not necessary to sign the life and death certificate, Wang Qingshan does not want to kill people, and if he kills his opponent, he will definitely offend the opponent's family.

The young woman in the red dress rolled her eyes and nodded, her sleeves flicked suddenly, and two jet-black balls flew out, hitting Wang Qingshan.

"I'm stubborn." Wang Qingshan shook his head, and pointed his right hand towards the void.

A large cloud of cyan sword energy flew out, cutting towards the two black round beads.

Rumble!
A huge roar sounded, and a glaring black thunder light lit up, covering an area with a radius of tens of feet.

Not long after, the black thunder light dissipated, leaving Wang Qingshan unscathed.

The young woman in the red dress wanted to use other means, but a strong force of gravity suddenly appeared on the ground, making it difficult for her to move even a single step.

A giant cyan eagle descended from the sky, grabbing her sky cap with its claws.

Keng!
Her body shield blocked the giant cyan eagle's claws, but soon, a huge mace hit the body shield.

With a "click", her body shield shattered, and the mace hit her body.

The young woman in the red dress immediately flew upside down, vomiting blood.

The clothes on her body were torn by a mace, revealing a close-fitting pink apron, and most of her breasts were exposed, which aroused people's imagination.

A giant red python rushed forward with its mouth open, its fangs were extremely sharp, a giant cyan eagle swooped down from the sky, and a golden armored guard rushed towards her from the front.

"Stop, I admit defeat, stop quickly." The young woman in the red skirt was startled and shouted hastily.

She is only on the fourth floor of the foundation building, and she is not the opponent of the three second-order top-grade puppet beasts at all.

"Wang Qingshan won." The referee announced loudly.

Wang Qingshan looked indifferent, put away the puppet beast, and walked towards the stage.

The first round of competition is over, 160 people have won, and the lottery competition continues.

This time, Wang Qingshan drew number one, and his opponent was Han Yuexin.

Wang Qingshan was a little surprised: "Fairy Han, why is it you."

Han Yuexin smiled sweetly, and said, "If you can participate in the fight, I can too, but I admit that I am not your opponent, so I admit defeat."

She sent a voice transmission to Wang Qingshan: "Fellow Daoist Wang, come on, I believe you can get the first place, don't reveal too many ways to fight against the enemy."

After saying this, Han Yuexin jumped off the ring under the surprised eyes of everyone.

Wang Qingshan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he sighed softly and stepped off the ring.

The second round of competition was very fierce, with more than a dozen people killed or injured, and the five foundation cultivators that Wang Qingshan paid attention to all won.

The young man in red clasped his hands together, and towards the opposite void, a red saber aura wrapped in billowing flames flew out, slashing head-on.

A shrill scream sounded, and the opponent was cut in half even with the protective spirit shield, and the body was wrapped in billowing flames. Not long after, the flames dissipated and the body disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

"What a powerful knife!"

Wang Qingshan's face was solemn, the young man in red could destroy the enemy without using the magic weapon, and the strength of the sword was too strong.

From the looks of it, the young man in red must have a background, and he was ruthless.

Taoist Ziyang looked at the young man in red with a thoughtful look on his face. He asked Princess Yong'an, "Princess Yong'an, what do you call your nephew? How does Pindao think that the sword skills he used are so good?" Fen Qijue Sword Emperor's shadow?"

"Qijue Daohuang? But Qijue Daohuang, the master of Qijue Sect? It is said that Qijue Daohuang's swordsmanship is so profound that he has reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man. It is rare for a Nascent Soul cultivator to be his opponent. He once fought against two, and the opponent died and the other was seriously injured. , Didn’t it mean that he is obsessed with swordsmanship and doesn’t accept apprentices?” Leng Rumei said in surprise, her face serious.

Princess Yong'an smiled sweetly and said: "He is my nephew Zhou Yunxiao, because of our royal family's relationship with Qijue Sect, Qijue Dao Emperor accepted him as a registered disciple, and taught him sword skills for a few days. This child has learned some Fur, always thinks highly of himself, just take this opportunity to let him know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people."

Fellow Daoist Ziyang and Leng Rumei looked at each other with solemn expressions, how could they not see that Princess Yong'an wanted Zhou Yunxiao to show off.

They also brought a few elite disciples with them on this trip, but they were not the best disciples, and they might not be Zhou Yunxiao's opponents.

There is no way, the reputation of Qijue Sword Emperor is too loud. It is rumored that Qijue Sword Emperor is No. 1 below Huashen, and he is invincible in the Central Plains Xiuxian world.

Even the registered disciples of the Qijue Sword Emperor are by no means comparable to ordinary foundation-building cultivators.

The second round of competition was over, and the eighty Foundation Establishment cultivators advanced to the next round, where they would draw lots again.

This time, Wang Qingshan's opponent was a middle-aged Confucian student who built the fifth floor of the foundation.

Wang Qingshan still didn't use the sword control technique, and defeated his opponent with the help of three second-order high-grade puppet beasts.

Same as the previous two rounds, Zhou Yunxiao didn't use a magic weapon, and released a large red saber energy from both hands, easily breaking through the opponent's defense and beheading him.

In the next three rounds of competition, Zhou Yunxiao was unstoppable with his superb sword skills, and all his opponents died in his hands.

Wang Qingshan defeated many opponents and advanced to the final by relying on three second-level top-grade puppet beasts and Yujianshu.

The ten Foundation Establishment cultivators, apart from Wang Qingshan and Zhou Yunxiao, the other eight are from Chongyang Academy, Qianji Gate, Wanhua Palace and Taiyi Immortal Gate. They have a minimum of six levels of foundation building and a maximum of eight levels of foundation building.

According to the regulations, they will draw lots and compete for the first place.

"Don't draw lots. It's too troublesome. The first place is mine. Anyone who has an opinion can compete with me. If you can't win the first place, there is no difference between second and tenth."

Zhou Yunxiao's expression was indifferent, and his eyes were full of pride.

"Zhou Daoyou speaks loudly, my younger sister, Wanhua Palace Li Yuan, wants to learn Zhou Daoyou's sword skills."

A woman in a green dress with delicate features took a step forward with a calm expression, holding a lotus lantern in her hand.

"I hope you can last longer and don't die so soon."

Zhou Yunxiao sneered, and agreed, his face full of pride.

Prior to this, he didn't even use magic weapons, and relied on his sword energy to finish off his opponent with one blow, and no one could make him make a second blow.

　Watching Fengyun when I was a child, my favorite is the Emperor of Swords and the Sword Master, there is no other, domineering

　
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