After the first sword repair, he ran away

Chapter 41

In an instant, the place centered on Ye Yanyue was instantly frozen, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth became stagnant.The powerful monks have already realized that they are using the spiritual power in their bodies to resist this terrifying power. At the same time, they are horrified to find out who the master is, who has such terrifying strength. Under him, they are like ants.

"Defeat him with swordsmanship, if you can't beat him, I'll kill you." Ye Yanyue stared at Lu Xingyao on the field.

Lu Xingyao felt cold all over, and then, a secret voice came into his ears.

The sound quality was cold, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring, locked on by that substantial killing intent, he was almost out of breath.

"Go to hell!" The orthodox monk in green clothes drove the vines into sharp blades and thrust them towards Lu Xingyao's chest.

It is normal for monks to be seriously injured or die during the game. Unless the opponent calls out to admit defeat, the game will continue.

Seeing that there was no hope of breaking free, Lu Xingyao took a deep breath. He didn't want to be killed by the man in front of him. He had only reached the first round of the game, so he must not fall down here.The Hehuan Sect must not stop here, he must enter the top [-], only after entering the top [-] will the sect get resources, if they can enter the top [-], they will get more resources.

The long sword flew out from behind, like a rainbow like a shadow, quickly cut off the vines that bound his limbs, and then hovered above Lu Xingyao in a circle.

Lu Xingyao immediately caught the long sword, and the light sword turned into pieces of sword flowers in his hand, and the vines on the field fell to the ground one by one, and his long sword pointed directly at the throat of the righteous monk.

In just an instant, the situation was reversed.The audience outside the venue held their breath and gasped, what's going on?How could this young disciple of the Hehuan Sect know swordsmanship?And still such a superb swordsmanship?

"You lost." Lu Xingyao glanced coldly at the righteous monk in front of him.

"Good swordsmanship!" A demon cultivator next to Lu Xingyao said with great interest. He was waiting eagerly, obviously the battle had been over for a long time.

Lu Xingyao turned back quickly when he heard the voice. The situation was urgent just now. He didn't pay attention to the situation around him. Now he took a closer look. This brother was also a magic cultivator. He was wearing black clothes that only reached his chest, revealing his strong abdominal muscles. He wears a hood on his head, covering most of his face.

Lu Xingyao's face turned red, no wonder the audience all looked over here, it turned out that not only him, but also his teammates were dressed like this.

Lu Xingyao nodded at him. They are both demon cultivators, and now they are fighting against righteous monks. Naturally, they belong to the same alliance for the time being.

In the 521 field, Lu Xingyao and the black-clothed Moxiu around him won the victory and smoothly entered the next round. The two sides switched opponents to fight.

After exchanging opponents, the orthodox monk was very afraid of Lu Xingyao's long sword. Lu Xingyao didn't plan to continue using the long sword. He used the fan and flute to successfully end the game and advance to the next round.

Although Lu Xingyao didn't have a sword for sword repair, his superb swordsmanship still left a deep impression on people.

During the intermission, many righteous monks and demon monks looked at Lu Xingyao at the same time. It was unbelievable that Hehuanzong used the sword so powerfully. Moreover, what was even more strange was that they couldn't see each other's way. Something is hidden.

There are a total of ten games a day, and those ranked below 500 will automatically leave.

After the intermission, Lu Xingyao glanced at his existing opponents.

Originally there were more than 10000 contestants, but now there are only 3000 left. It seems that the top 500 will be determined this afternoon.

At noon, like most monks, Lu Xingyao took some pills to replenish spiritual power. After all, there were still several hard battles to be fought in the afternoon, and, as more and more people were eliminated, the remaining opponents It is also getting stronger and stronger, and the time spent fighting will only increase.

After eating, everyone found a place to close their eyes and concentrate on recovering their spiritual power. Lu Xingyao had no other place to practice, so he could only practice in the square.A lot of eyes are on him right now, and his tally is pretty impressive.Now in the square, no one dared to kill him. If he left the square, some people with malicious intentions would trouble him. Even righteous monks, there are many vicious and sinister people among them.

It is not so easy to cultivate in the square. Some spiritual power hit him inexplicably over and over again, affecting his recovery of the spiritual power in his body, obviously because he did not want him to advance.

Lu Xingyao opened his eyes and looked to his side, and malicious gazes fell on him, with murderous intent in his gaze.

"I let you run away that day, but you can't run away now." Chu Zhongtian looked at him sternly, obviously the visitor was not kind.

Killed my senior brother, do you want to pay for your life? If you go back with me, I can consider only cutting off your limbs. "The man looked at Lu Xingyao gloomily. Gao Lun was his senior brother. After the sect master knew that senior brother Gao Lun had died, he ordered him to die, and carried the body of the He Huan Sect disciple who had insulted the Wan Mie Clan. return.

The man who spoke was Gao Jie who represented Wan Miemen in the competition this time. He stared at Lu Xingyao with a pair of inverted triangle eyes bewitchingly. , He wants to let this person experience the most painful torture, and then let him die in fear, pain and pleasure.

There was also a tall and thin demon cultivator who surrounded Lu Xingyao with malicious intent. They drove away all the cultivators who wanted to approach with their fierce eyes.

The orthodox monks naturally wouldn't stop this matter. After all, Lu Xingyao was a demon cultivator, and they were opponents, and the demon cultivator didn't dare to offend these notorious sects, for fear of getting himself into trouble.

On the high platform in the distance, Wu Wu, Zhi Jingfeng, and Lu Yunzong's disciples gathered together.

"I'll ask him to come here to practice, it's clean here." Wuwu was carrying a sword on his back. The sword was wide and long, and it was higher than his head. He looked at Lu Xingyao's condition worriedly. A few demon cultivators are not good at first glance, and such scum who practice the kind of skills that absorb people's souls should not be alive at all!

Zhi Jingfeng held him back, and Lu Yunzong on the side also shook his head, "Let's take a look first." Lu Yunzong said, right now they are coming forward for a demon cultivator, which will put their school at the forefront of the storm.

"But—" Wu Wu was a little angry, how could Brother Lu refuse to save him?

"I'll go down and watch, and make sure nothing happens to him." Before Wuwu finished speaking, Lu Yunzong went down first, Hengxiao faction was the head of the five sects, and the other party had to give him face no matter what.

Lu Xingyao's face was frosty, he didn't expect the other party to make trouble here.

He looked around, and all the monks stayed away, for fear of being affected.

The organizer will not care about this kind of thing. If they are in the same alliance, most of them will be managed by their own side.

So, now, Lu Xingyao is alone and helpless.

His heart sank.

"You kid is crazy, why, fight us now, let you go if you win, and follow me now if you lose?" Gao Jie said.

Lu Xingyao glanced at the three people in front of him with his bright eyes. He squeezed the sword in his hand. He could not beat him one-on-one.

"We never said we would have one-on-one." Gao Jie licked his bloody lips. His lips were so dry that blood beads oozed out.

Suddenly, a sharp knife fell from the sky and landed in front of Gao Jie.

"Whoever dares to strife during the competition will be killed without pardon." The black and dull sharp blade pierced straight into the floor of the square, with a low voice, but it surprised everyone.

The square was strengthened with spells by strong men above the Nascent Soul stage, and there were dozens of monks who blessed it together. Otherwise, hundreds of squares would not be enough for these monks to destroy.

But such a solid floor tile was directly inserted by a black sword.

The bitter aura spread out from the center of Lu Xingyao.

"Who are you?" Gao Jie stared at the black feathered monk who suddenly appeared in front of him, who seemed to be a demon cultivator.

Ye Yanyue nailed him there with just one look, and he slowly drew out his long sword, "You will know after the competition is over." The cold voice was like the king of Hades who was demanding his life.

Chu Zhongtian was very frightened, he was not Gao Jie, he knew that the person in front of him was an evil deity, and he must not be provoked, so he took the two of them away with some reluctance in his heart.

Lu Yunzong came to Lu Xingyao's side and clasped his fists at Ye Yanyue, "Senior." There are many masters among demon cultivators, but they are called demon cultivators because of their different cultivation systems.

Ye Yanyue didn't answer, he sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.

With Ye Yanyue escorting him, there was no one to disturb Lu Xingyao.

Lu Xingyao murmured in his heart that Ye Yanyue had some kind of cramp. He felt that this Ye Yanyue in black was so different from the usual Ye Yanyue.Ye Yanyue has always been the image of Shengxue in white clothes. He does things openly and aboveboard, and his aura is also the purest sword intent in the world.But Ye Yanyue, who is wearing a mask right now, has an astonishing demonic energy in his body, and evil spirits all over his body.

Lu Xingyao quietly asked about the two divine swords in the sea of ​​consciousness, and communicated with them, whether he knew what was going on, but unfortunately, neither of the two divine swords replied to him.

Lu Xingyao didn't dare to waste time, so he started to practice immediately, and at the same time, his heart became more uneasy. Does Ye Yanyue know her current state?

He already planned to go to Ye Yanyue after today's fight.

In the afternoon, an old man declared: "This afternoon, we will be eliminated according to the points until the top 500 is determined by 500." As the old man's words fell, Lu Xingyao saw that the 6083 points he had obtained in the morning instantly changed to 2506 points.It seems that every time a battle is won, points will be added. If the person defeated by him wins, he can also get a corresponding proportion of points. After the points reach a certain level, players will be eliminated and points will be reduced accordingly.

Lu Xingyao only knew that he had to try his best to win in order to ensure that he could enter the top 500 in the future.

In the first game in the afternoon, Lu Xingyao faced off against the well-known monk of the Kongchan Temple.

"Ani Tuofo, the donor has the roots of wisdom and goodness, so good and good." It was a monk wearing dyed clothes who spoke.

Lu Xingyao was dumbfounded. He didn't expect to meet a monk. What kind of weapon did the monk use?

Soon he knew that the monk's weapons were his rosary and mantra. No matter how Lu Xingyao moved his fan, he couldn't break through the opponent's defense. Standing up and down, Lu Xingyao simply surrendered.

"I lost." He cupped his fists towards the monk, and then he began to observe the battle around him.

The Moxiu who was in his group wore crimson clothes and was good at using swords. Lu Xingyao could tell that his swordsmanship was superb, every move was sure to kill, the killing intent was too strong, and there was a strong evil spirit on the sword. , It has been contaminated with many wronged souls.Lu Xingyao immediately compared this person's swordsmanship with his own, and found that his sword moves were more continuous, and he should have a six-point chance of winning against him.And the one fighting this demon cultivator was a sword cultivator wearing blue clothes. The sword cultivator's swordsmanship was very smooth, impenetrable, without any flaws, and he was still able to handle the moves with ease even in the harsh killing moves.

Sure enough, about an hour later, the demon cultivator next to him made a mistake and was defeated by the cultivator on the opposite side who also used a sword.

In other words, he will be facing the monk with the sword.

Lu Xingyao didn't want to stop at 500 points, and now his points have changed again. After he won a game, it became 2800 points. After a few jumps just now, it finally became 500 points. There is one chance to lose, and he can only lose one game.

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