I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

At this moment.

The atmosphere in the stands was slightly condensed.

Wait until the disciple who defeated the Scarlet Heaven Sect's direct descendant and still stood on the stage of life and death and made a high-profile provocation came back.

Elder Lu of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect smiled meaningfully:

"Liao Sheng... This is the first time I have heard of this name. I thought that the Chitian Sect had hidden many little ones. But now it seems, tsk tsk, it turns out that the Guiyuan Sect has even more."

Liao Sheng stood in front of the disciples of Guiyuan Sect and said nothing.

Elder Qiao Yu still had a cold and indifferent expression: "If they really wanted to hide it, they wouldn't take action today."

The words fell.

He raised his eyes and looked at the particularly conspicuous red-feathered kites in the air:

"I just don't know if they will have this opportunity...to fight against the Xueyang Peak disciples who were once known as invincible among their peers."

The master of Tianshu Peak chuckled twice: "There will be a chance."

Qiao Yu, the elder of Guiyuan Sect: "Really, I'm really looking forward to it."

at that time.

The life and death stage used by direct disciples to compete.

Two more rounds of competition passed.

These two scenes were no longer bloody.

One match was between the Xuanfeng Sect, one of the seven major sects, and the personal transfer of a medium-sized sect.

The Xuanfeng Sect disciples easily won.

The other one is Wu Ding, the direct descendant of the two major sects of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Because their strength levels are not much different, they are evenly matched and it is hard to tell them apart.

It also takes quite a long time.

In the end, it ended with the defeat of Wu Ding Zongzhuan.

And the third game...

Just when Ning Ruan was about to take out some spiritual fruit to eat.

Her side.

Seventh Senior Brother Yan Liang suddenly stopped practicing and stood up holding his sword.

Jingshou jumps from the stage of life and death.

Just stood still.

A man's rough voice came from the other side.

"Shifang Sect, Yao Hui, please enlighten me."

"Your qualifications are not enough for me to teach you."

Yan Liang raised his chin slightly and looked down at the dark-faced Shifang Sect disciples opposite him with his nostrils pointed upward.

Outside the stage of life and death.

All the disciples who were paying attention to the two people:...

Ning Ruan:...

There's nothing wrong with it, this is very Brother Seventh.

A group of disciples in mid-air, after a moment of astonishment.

The unattractive look on his face finally softened.

"Yesterday, I thought this junior brother Xueyang Feng was too arrogant, but seeing him look so arrogant today, why do I feel so happy?"

"...Haha, it's a pity that he is from the Shifang Sect. It would be better if he could be the first to fight against the Guiyuan Sect."

"They are all the same. Shifang Sect and Guiyuan Sect are originally from the same group."

"..."

Just when everyone was still whispering about it.

Yan Liang took action.

Coincidentally, the other party is also a swordsman.

After hearing those insulting words, which was quite heartbreaking, the Shifang Sect disciples raised their swords in anger.

The rainbow-like sword energy carried the awe-inspiring wind and shot towards Yan Liang.

"Wind sword cultivator, nothing more than that."

The latter's expression remained unchanged, his nostrils turned upward as before.

Slowly pulled out the sword from his arms.

Jump into the air.

On the stage of life and death.

Soon a golden sword light erupted with murderous intent, brilliant and dazzling.

The two sword energies met.

A first connection was split apart.

Another golden sword light struck the Shifang Sect disciple who had been stunned for a long time with a powerful posture.

"..."

Less than half a cup of tea later.

After the elder in charge of the referee determined that the Shifang Sect disciples were no longer able to fight any more, Fang excitedly shouted:

"The competition is over, the disciples of the Invincible Peak of the Scarlet Sky Sect have won."

Yan Liang's expression remained unchanged, as if he had accomplished an extremely inconspicuous task.

Holding the sword in his arms, he flew back to the Red Feathered Kite.

Luo Yue and the others didn't say anything yet.

In the Western Zhou Dynasty, several relatives of the Chitian Sect came over.

"Congratulations to Junior Brother Yan for winning."

Compared to Pei Jingyu's ridiculous and outrageous victory yesterday.

Undoubtedly, today's competition had a greater impact.

Gold sword cultivator.

It has always been the most suitable being among all elements to become a sword cultivator.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a natural swordsman.

Yan Liang raised his chin and frowned slightly:

"No need to congratulate, there is no difficulty at all in defeating him."

"He's too weak."

"If you can't even defeat him, how can you have the nerve to call yourself a swordsman?"

I am not confident that I can defeat everyone who has been personally taught by the Shifang Sect sword cultivator:...

Sorry, we shouldn't have come to congratulate you.