Chapter 788： Show off your magical powers

He turned his eyes and looked at the other arenas. Hai Xinshu drove nine red flying swords into nine huge red giant pythons, attacking five cyan giant pythons.

The nine red giant pythons suddenly merged into one, turning into a larger red dragon, which opened its **** mouth and swallowed five cyan giant pythons.

A tall man in red robes manipulated the flying sword into a huge red disc. Countless red sword qi flew out from the red disc and slashed at a huge white giant eagle. The carving recovered its body and turned into a white long sword.

It took less than twenty breaths from the time when the man in red robe came to power to defeat his opponent.

The man in red robe was a disciple of Wanjianmen. After he worshipped his opponent, he jumped off the ring and stood with a young woman named Lan Qun with a beautiful face.

"Hey, I actually met Senior Brother Li Rui Li, this guy's luck is too bad."

"That's right, Senior Brother Li is one of the Seven Sons of Ten Thousand Swords, and his Taoist Companion, Senior Sister Nangong, is also one of the Seven Sons of Ten Thousand Swords. This time, Senior Brother Li and Senior Sister Nangong will definitely take the first and second place."

Wang Qingshan listened to Wanjianmen's conversation, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Wang Changsheng told him that he knew a monk named Li Rui in Wanjianmen, whose Taoist partner Nangongfu was the same them?

He didn't think much, and looked at other arenas, watching other swordsmen fighting swords.

The swordsmen who participated in the Sword Fighting Tournament came from different places, and they practiced different sword techniques and sword skills.

The first round of sword fighting came to an end soon, and one hundred and fifty-three sword cultivators at the Core Formation Stage advanced to the second round.

Wang Qingshan drew No. 5 lottery. The opponent was a young woman in purple with a hot figure. The young woman in purple had a fourth-level cultivation base and carried three purple flying swords on her back.

"The competition begins!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Wang Qingshan and the young woman in purple made their move almost at the same time.

With Wang Qingshan's sword tactic, five Jade Void Swords flew out from the sword box, one blurred and turned into hundreds of blue flying swords, slashing aggressively towards the opposite side.

The young woman in purple shrugged her shoulders, and the three purple flying swords flew out of their scabbards and turned into hundreds of purple flying swords, facing the incoming blue flying swords.

Klang-kang-kang!

A series of muffled sounds of gold and iron clashing, with the advantage of cultivation, the purple flying sword temporarily gained the upper hand.

The purple-clothed young woman pinched the sword art, and the purple flying sword blurred into three thick purple pythons. It opened its **** mouth and swallowed more than a dozen blue flying swords.

Wang Qingshan's expression was the same as usual, and the sword art was pinched, and hundreds of cyan flying swords circled and gathered together quickly. There was a piercing sound of breaking the air, and the sword shadow flew.

The cyan sword wheel turned rapidly, turning into a huge cyan jade plate, standing on the three purple giant pythons.

Klang-kang-kang!

The three purple giant pythons were forced to restore their bodies and turned into three purple flying swords.

The light of the cyan sword wheel soared, turning into a cyan long rainbow several meters long, slashing towards the three purple flying swords.

With a series of clashing sounds of gold and iron, the three purple flying swords flew upside down. Before they could stand firm, the cyan Changhong chased after them. With a flash of blue light, the cyan Changhong turned into five cyan flying swords. Surrounded, five cyan flying swords spun rapidly.

There was a strong wind, and a blue tornado with a height of more than ten feet suddenly appeared, and the powerful airflow rolled in the three purple flying swords.

Sword Array Blue Wind Slashing Spirit Array!

The purple-clothed young woman struggled and wanted to communicate with the purple flying swords. The three purple flying swords were swaying in the cyan tornado, unable to control themselves.

The purple-clothed young woman's expression turned cold, and when she opened her mouth, five purple flying swords that were about two feet long flew out.

Boom!

The cyan tornado was slashed into two by the purple giant sword, but soon, the cyan tornado healed, and the cyan tornado burst into a dazzling azure light, more than doubled in size, and the powerful airflow rolled in the purple giant sword.

"Break it for me!"

A dazzling purple light erupted from the cyan tornado. Hundreds of purple sword energies penetrated through the cyan tornado and hit the surroundings. Some of the purple sword energies hit Wang Qingshan.

When Wang Qingshan raised his hand, a large piece of blue sword energy flew out, smashing the purple sword energy.

His sword technique changed, and phantoms of cyan flying swords appeared all over his body, and the phantoms gradually became true. This was the reunification of a hundred swords. After Wang Qingshan entered the stage of forming an elixir, the more powerful he performed this technique, the greater the power.

"Little magic power!"

Du Yunlong from the rostrum said with some surprise, generally speaking, only a very small number of cultivators can master minor supernatural powers, and Wang Qingshan should be famous for mastering a small supernatural power, but he has never heard of Wang Qingshan's name, Wang Qingshan. Most of the green mountains did not come from the South China Sea Xiu Xianjie.

The sword cultivators who participated in the Sword Fighting Tournament came from different places, including the East Desert, South China Sea, North Xinjiang and Central Plains.

Wanjianmen has its own intelligence system, and Du Yunlong knows the appearance and name of any famous sword cultivator at the Core Formation Stage.

"Don't be surprised, Fellow Daoist Du, this is the registered disciple of my senior brother Ye. The Wang family he belonged to was developed in Donghuang before, but it has only developed in the South China Sea in recent years."

A young woman in a green dress sitting next to Du Yunlong explained with a smile.

Wang Qingshan doesn't know many monks from Taiyi Xianmen. Because of the relationship between Xiaoyao Jianzun, many high-level monks in Taiyi Xianmen know Wang Qingshan's existence.

"Senior Brother Ye? But the noble swordsman of the noble faction?"

Du Yunlong looked at Wang Qingshan with a look of interest Xiaoyao Jianzun is the most powerful Yuan Ying sword cultivator in Taiyi Xianmen. Du Yunlong once competed with Xiaoyao Jianzun and lost. Half way, the disciples of Xiaoyao Jianzun have participated in the sword fighting conference, and Du Yunlong knows them, but he does not know Wang Qingshan.

The young woman in the green skirt smiled sweetly and explained, "Exactly, this child has some talent in kendo, and Senior Brother Ye wants to admit him to his sect. He claims to be the guardian of the family and cultivates kendo, and he doesn't want to violate his own swordsmanship, so he doesn't become our Taiyi. The official disciple of Xianmen, in the eyes of Senior Brother Ye, he is definitely not bad, I don't know if he can make it into the top ten."

She did not say that Wang Qingshan realized the sword intent during the foundation-building period. Wang Qingshan is the registered disciple of Xiaoyao Sword Master. If Wang Qingshan can be promoted to the top ten, the face of Taiyi Xianmen will also be bright. The registered disciple is so powerful, not to mention the official disciple.

If Wang Qingshan didn't make it into the top ten, that's fine, anyway, it's a named disciple, so it's not ashamed to say it out.

In the last sword fighting competition, Taiyi Immortal Sect sent more than a dozen sword cultivators of the Core Formation stage to participate, and the second disciple of Sword Master Xiaoyao squeezed into the top ten, ranking eighth.

"Jian Xin? Named disciple? It's interesting, but I want to see if he can make it into the top ten."

Du Yunlong's face showed an expression of interest. In the last sword fighting competition, Du Yunlong's eldest disciple couldn't get away from something and was unable to participate in the sword fighting competition, which made him feel a little regretful. The younger disciples participated.

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