Floating Immortal Order

Everyone who takes the stage will almost always choose someone with a slightly higher ranking than themselves to compete.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people, and in some cases, there were only a few people left waiting for the competition. As for the disciples who came on stage at this time, there was no one to choose from, and they could only choose the remaining geniuses who were ranked extremely high.

Zhuang Haoxuan walked up to the ring, turned around and smiled bitterly, saying: "Senior Brother He, come up, you and I are the only ones left in this ring."

Around the fifth arena, there were thousands of disciples watching the battle, but there was only one handsome man standing on one side, it was He Junyu.

"It's a bet, it's a bet!"

"Hurry up and place your bets, He Junyu will fight against No. 15 Zhuang Haoxuan!"

A few people were shouting lively, but almost no one around them was placing bets. The disciples all looked at the disciples who opened the market with sneers on their faces.

One person even sneered: "You big-headed idiot, you bet He Junyu a hundred spiritual stones but you can only win two? What the hell are the odds?"

Several disciples who opened the market had already made a lot of money before, but now they were looked down upon by everyone, and their expressions were a little unnatural. However, there is no way to deal with this odds. As the fifth genius, He Junyu is second only to the four and a half steps base, so there is no way he will lose.

He Junyu stepped onto the ring and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Zhuang, you and I haven't done anything for a long time."

Zhuang Haoxuan's eyes gradually became filled with fighting spirit, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother He, please don't show mercy, but please try your best to fight."

Looking below the ring, he saw the Daoji Realm deacon nodding his head, and a three-foot long sword appeared in Zhuang Haoxuan's hand. The whole body was blood red, the brilliance was flowing, and a red feather hung on the sword tassel.

The ultimate magic weapon Feng Ling!

He Junyu put away his somewhat frivolous expression and held his right hand empty. Countless sky-blue light spots condensed, and the Qingyun sword appeared in his hand.

Both of them were sword wielders. Zhuang Haoxuan's eyes were full of fighting spirit. He held a sword flower and flew up with the sword. A red rainbow of light flashed across the air and stabbed straight towards him.

"Senior Brother He, be careful!" There were several beautiful female disciples chirping under the ring, and they were shouting even louder at this moment. They were obviously He Junyu's admirers.

Wherever He Junyu's eyes came into view, there was blood-colored brilliance, and it was completely unclear where Zhuang Haoxuan was. His face remained unchanged, and the Qingyun sword in his hand danced gently, drawing countless phantoms. In a moment, a piece of blue sword light danced in front of him, separating the bloody rainbow.

"Bang!"

Zhuang Haoxuan appeared, holding the Phoenix Feather Sword, intertwined with He Junyu's blue sword light, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was extremely harsh.

Every time the two men struck out with their swords, a large sword light swept across them, causing ripples to appear on the light barrier around the arena.

Blood-red sword light and azure blue sword light filled the entire arena. Some disciples standing on the edge of the arena would occasionally see a sword light several feet long slashing in front of them, creating waves of ripples on the light barrier, and breaking into a cold sweat. .

This is the sword light of the best magic weapon! Even if he slashes at random, even if he has a high-quality spiritual weapon, he can't defend himself and can only be killed with one sword.

"Happy!" Zhuang Haoxuan quickly stepped back, took out a Qi-moving pill and drank it. The blood red color of the Feng Ling Sword in his hand became more intense, "Senior Brother He, I will throw out a sword. If you can catch it, I will admit defeat."

He Junyu also casually threw a Qi-moving pill into his mouth.

He had just slashed out dozens of sword rays in succession. Even with his cultivation approaching the half-step base level, his profound energy was somewhat exhausted.

"Can."

The phoenix feather sword in Zhuang Haoxuan's hand became more and more charming, and the phoenix feathers on the sword tassel also exuded a faint halo.

"Feng Yu's third sword, Luo Yu." Zhuang Haoxuan lifted his toes off the ground, slightly suspended in the air, and raised the Feng Ling sword. The blood-red brilliance on it suddenly surged!

"Huh? You actually understood the third sword?" He Junyu was a little surprised.

Each top-quality magic weapon is unique and can only be refined by the powerful in the Yuanshen realm.

Not only is its power unparalleled, it also comes with some extremely powerful techniques that can be used in conjunction with magic weapons. The Seven Swords of Feng Yu are the techniques attached to the Feng Ling Sword. The upper limit that can be comprehended by the Qi Sea Realm is the third sword of Feng Yu.

He Junyu's expression became a little solemn, and a small tower appeared above his head, with thunder roaring from time to time, and red flames spreading.

"The psychic magic weapon Thunder Fire Tower! Not only does it have unparalleled defense, it also has endless killing power!" A disciple exclaimed.

"He Junyu actually doesn't even want to lose his face! After this thing is sacrificed, who can break this defense except those few half-step bases?" Some of Zhuang Haoxuan's supporters spoke angrily.

"Senior Brother He is indeed rich!" Some disciples looked envious. This Thunder Fire Tower can be attacked and defended. It has the ability to suppress and capture. It is superior to the best magic weapons and its value is immeasurable!

This kind of magic weapon can only be refined by the supreme power of the Yuanshen Realm. Even if it is used by a real person in the Divine Pill Realm, it is extremely easy to use. In the hands of a person in the Qi Sea Realm, it cannot perform as well as 1/10 of it. of power.

Zhuang Haoxuan was still gathering momentum and accidentally glanced at the Thunder Fire Tower above He Junyu's head. His expression changed slightly and he said directly: "Senior Brother He, you are a bit bullying like this."

He Junyu looked a little embarrassed. He put away the thunder and fire tower that attracted thousands of eyes when it appeared. He replaced it with an ordinary cloth defensive magic weapon and sacrificed it on his head. He smiled and said: "Just draw the sword."

In fact, this third sword really put some pressure on him, so he subconsciously took out his strongest Thunder Fire Tower.

At this moment, the entire arena was almost enveloped in blood-red light. Only He Junyu had a piece of cloth magic weapon above his head, which shed a mysterious light.

"Luo Yu, kill!" The red light in the sky converged and condensed into a slender blood-red sword light, which was shaped like a feather.

As soon as the blood-red sword light was formed, it caused bursts of sonic boom sounds, appeared above He Junyu's head in an instant, and struck hard on it!

"boom!"

The mysterious light shield of the cloth magic weapon was actually split apart, causing brilliance to fill the sky.

Endless aftermath swept across, and the protective light shield at the edge of the arena rippled and shook slightly.

Only half of the slender blood-red sword light dissipated, but the other half stayed in front of He Junyu, unable to move forward.

The disciples in the audience looked shocked, obviously shocked by Luo Yu's power. After splitting open a protective magic weapon's light shield, it still had nearly half of its power!

"Look in front of Senior Brother He!" A keen-eyed disciple saw water curtains forming in front of He Junyu, exuding pure water aura.

"The water gathering in "Canghai"! Senior Brother He's profound energy cultivation is so amazing

However, it is so deep and the speed of casting spells! "Some disciples noticed that the seal in He Junyu's hand kept changing, almost forming a phantom!

"Senior Brother He! Me! You! Monkey! Live!" A female disciple couldn't help but feel a little excited when she saw He Junyu's calmness and composure, averting the danger with a wave of his hand.

The blood-red sword light was blocked by countless water curtains. Every time a water curtain was cut open, the sword light dissipated.

He Junyu continued to use seal techniques in his hands, and the water curtains in front of him became more and more numerous, until the blood-red sword light was exhausted, and there were still more than ten water curtains in front of him.

"Senior Brother He, I admire you! Such profound energy control and cultivation foundation, I am completely convinced." Zhuang Haoxuan half-sat on the ground, holding the Feng Ling Sword, and took a slight breath.

However, Xu Disheng was also among the thousands of disciples watching the battle in the audience. At this moment, seeing He Junyu resolve the third Luo Yu sword of Zhuang Haoxuan's Feng Ling Sword with just one Water Gathering Heart Technique, he was deeply touched in his heart.

How long has it been since you used the Water Gathering Heart Art? Can it still be used like this? I have been studying "Canghai" for more than ten years, but it feels unfamiliar to me, as if I have just started!

Is Master Xinglan's famous technique so simple?

In his own hands, the first Water Gathering Heart Technique was pitifully weak, and he had almost never used it since arriving at Chaolu Peak. Even if the second Rain Calling Heart Technique is used with all one's strength, it can only break through the defense of a superior spiritual weapon.

In the hands of He Junyu, this most basic mental technique can block the killing move of the best magic weapon!

Although there is a gap in the profound energy cultivation between the two of them, this is no excuse!

Understanding of the exercises! Subtle control over moves! The understanding of heart secrets!

He quietly withdrew from the crowd, walked out of the huge dojo archway and arrived at the lotus lake. He activated the black spiritual cloud to fly up and left the Qinglian dojo.

There are only 2,500 people left in the Qi Sea Realm Competition. There are still more than ten days before the next round of direct competition. It is time for me to improve myself.

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