C84 seven kneeling

At the border between Di Xuan and Tai Yi, a natural chasm was especially eye-catching.

From afar, it looked as if the tiger's claws had torn the earth apart, leaving behind such a wondrous sight.

The iron cord was covered in rust, it was not a "bridge" connecting the two sects, but rather an alarm.

"Damn it, why aren't the Alternate List disciples allowed on stage?"

"This Taiyi Sect is too crafty, she clearly knows that their Alternate List disciples do not have enough talent, that's why she came up with this idea."

"Ah, then what can we do? Who allowed us to seek help from others? "

On the mountaintop, the disciples of the Emperor Xuan Sect sighed.

As everyone knew, the combined strength of Emperor Xuan Sect and Taiyi Sect was almost equal.

For example, there were almost the same number of true disciples in both sects.

And the total number of inner sect disciples, was one third more than the Taiyi Sect.

However, there were a lot more Emperor Xuan Sect s who had reached the Alternate List.

So from a breakdown point of view, Alternate List disciples were the advantage of Emperor Xuan Sect s, and disciples below Alternate List were the advantage of Taiyi Sect s.

Taiyi Sect knew that the Emperor Xuan Sect had a request for him, so she made a rule that Alternate List disciples were not allowed to participate in battles.

In the end, Emperor Xuan Sect lost six consecutive rounds and it was a tragic loss.

"This is already the seventh match, Meng Yunhan must fight for it!"

"Junior Brother Meng has already reached the third level of true qi. With the protection of the armor, he is the disciple closest to Alternate List. He should be fine."

"Junior Brother Meng, you can do it! Take down this trap for us Emperor Xuan Sect!"

Voices rang out in the valley.

Above the iron cord, Meng Yunhan's face was cold, his hand holding onto the long sword, his killing intent continuously brewing.

As for the teenager opposite of him, he had an extremely sharp and confident look on his face, showing no fear at all.

"Senior brother, I can allow you three moves, in case you say that my Taiyi Sect is bullying you."

teenager laughed, he was extremely arrogant.

These words caused the people of Taiyi Sect to laugh.

"Yue Zifeng is a mischievous person."

"Haha, little Yue Yue Yue has that kind of power, don't forget, you are all defeated by him."

"That's true, although Junior Brother Yue is young, his talent is the strongest, whoever meets him will be unlucky."

The disciples of the Taiyi Sect all chatted and laughed merrily. They had won six matches consecutively, giving them great confidence in their victory.

And this Yue Zifeng was one of the best out of this group of people, so they naturally did not need to worry.

"Eh? Isn't that Meng Yunhan? "

At this moment, Qin Feng also walked into the crowd and saw Meng Yunhan on the iron cord with a single glance.

Back then, above the outer sect large scale, Meng Yunhan was also a super rookie, and his talent was recognized by everyone.

If he did not meet Qin Feng, he might have been able to attack the outer sect Champion s.

After all, Meng Yunhan's strength was not inferior to the 'outer double male' either.

"If Meng Yunhan were to make his move, then the chances of this fight are high."

"To think that the other side would actually send a little kid on the stage. They're clearly looking down on us."

"Furthermore, saying that he would allow three moves or something like that is really going too far."

The disciples of the Emperor Xuan Sect were all extremely angry.

On top of the iron cord, a glint flashed across Meng Yunhan's eyes as he sneered: "Give me three moves, and I'm afraid that you won't be able to survive. Draw the sword."

"Arrogant!"

teenager Yue Zifeng growled, as though he was a lone wolf pouncing towards his.

Swish!

He pulled out a soft sword from his waist and pulled it out, then pulled it towards Meng Yunhan's neck.

"Retreat!"

Meng Yunhan swept the long sword across, the Sword Qi surging like a tide, pouncing towards the opponent.

This was Meng Yunhan's famous acrobatic technique,《 Thirteen Navy Tide Swords》. Now that he had cultivated the true qi, the set of swordsmanship's power had risen to another level.

The swords were like a tide, blotting out the sky and covering the earth as they swept out in all directions.

But Yue Zifeng was not afraid, the flexible sword in his hand shot out, like a snake, it pierced through the berserk wave of Sword Qi.

"Sword kinesis?"

Qin Feng looked slightly surprised.

The teenager's Imperial Sword Technique was much more proficient and flexible than ordinary people.

Ding...

Meng Yunhan raised his sword to block, causing the Spirit Serpent Flexible Sword to bounce back.

"You're too slow, you're not my match."

's cold laughter came from the other side.

Puff!

In the next moment, a white shadow pierced through the sword waves, coincidentally grabbing onto the flying flexible sword, and then thrusting straight at Meng Yunhan.

"Crap …"

Meng Yunhan's heart trembled.

Right now, it was his time to prepare the true qi. Facing this fast and ruthless sword attack, he simply did not have the power to resist.

In such a panic, Meng Yunhan could only retreat.

Hualala …

The iron cord swayed continuously as two figures chased after it.

Meng Yunhan retreated, and Yue Zifeng seized the opportunity to advance, not giving the other party the slightest chance to catch his breath.

"Coward, if you have the ability, don't run."

Yue Zifeng shouted.

Meng Yunhan's face turned gloomy, he immediately stomped his feet and leaped up.

"Hey kid, eat your grandpa's sword!"

Meng Yunhan unleashed the "Sky Splitting Slash", and a thirty meters long true qi slashed towards the figure on top of the iron cord.

Yue Zifeng's face changed, he immediately flew up, and so avoided the sword attack.

Boom …

The true qi exploded as it shook violently.

"Alright!"

A burst of cheers suddenly came from the Emperor Xuan Sect camp.

"Meng Yunhan is so powerful. His《 Thirteen Navy Tide Swords》 should have reached the peak by now."

"The guy on the other side almost got beaten to death, haha!"

"Junior Brother Meng, continue working hard to kill this brat."

"Sigh, I'm afraid Meng Yunhan won't be able to take even a few more attacks."

Qin Feng shook his head and sighed.

All the disciples around were shocked as they looked at him in surprise, "Junior Brother Qin, what is the meaning of this? You want to extinguish your own prestige just because of your ambition and others? "

"Just keep watching."

Qin Feng did not explain.

However, as long as one had a higher cultivation, they would be able to see that in that sword strike, Meng Yunhan had consumed too many true qi, it was as if he was fighting for his life.

However, this sword attack was easily evaded by his opponent.

This indicates two things:

Firstly, Meng Yunhan did not have enough strength left, he had already revealed his defeat.

Secondly, the opponent's strength was far stronger than Meng Yunhan. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to easily dodge this strike.

Sure enough, not long after Qin Feng came to a conclusion, Meng Yunhan was sent flying with a kick.

"Puff …"

Meng Yunhan spat out a mouthful of blood and landed in front of them, fainting.

Emperor Xuan Sect... Seven consecutive defeats!