Sword Master Ling Tian

Everyone looked at the sword soul rising up into the sky in astonishment, and for a while, all the astonished were speechless.

After a while, the soul of the sword converged, and a dazzling stream of light flew down directly from the triple mountain in the inner courtyard.

The brilliance dissipated, and a very stalwart and long figure walked out of it.

"Mingyue, you are here!"

This person is Ling Tian. He stepped forward, held Qin Mingyue's hand, looked at it, and smiled: "It seems to be better than expected."

"Of course."

Qin Mingyue smiled sweetly, "You are not bad too!"

"That is required!'

Qin Mingyue looked at the time, "However, I don't know if the time can catch up."

"Don't worry, it's too late!"

Ling Tian smiled slightly, and immediately stretched out his hand. The next moment, a war horse with golden light appeared out of thin air.

"This is... Xiaoqing?!"

Qin Mingyue looked at the majestic golden horse that was so majestic in front of him, and for a while, she was also a little surprised.

This war horse was radiant, like a gold cast, with muscular lines and extremely handsome, with a pair of golden wings on the back, obviously dazzling in the night.

"Haha, that's right, how, isn't it good looking?"

Ling Tian patted Xiaoqing's head, and the latter roared to the sky, his voice like a dragon.

"Not bad, it seems that after Xiaoqing advances, he should be faster in speed."

Qin Mingyue nodded and said.

"Hurry up, it depends on whether he can get to Yuelong Mountain!"

Ling Tian turned on his horse and dragged Qin Mingyue up. The next moment, Xiao Qing jumped out of the mountain gate, turned into a shining golden light, and flew away into the sky.

High in the sky, Xiaoqing rushed into the air, almost twice as fast as before!

Wherever he went, there was a trail of golden phantoms left, so that the pedestrian warriors passing by below were all dumbfounded!

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

The triennial Longmen Grand Competition officially opened today.

Before dawn, Longmen Square was already overcrowded, endless, full of surging heads. All members of the South Gate Forbidden Army were dispatched, and the four generals led the generals to maintain order.

The warriors of the various palaces and houses came one after another.

In the heavy guards, in the envy of many warriors, the money walked into Longmen Square.

At this time, at the entrance of the square, an extremely tall stone monument was erected.

Thousands of totems of various colors were carved on the stone tablet. Upon closer inspection, they were all images of martial souls.

This is generally the same as the Wuhun monuments erected in the courtyards of major palaces, but it is even more majestic.

And all the warriors participating in the Dragon Gate Competition, before entering the Yuelong Square, must once again test the martial arts and record their files.

This is also the first item that the major palaces and courts will compete for before the Dragon Gate Competition.

"Look, Kunwu Academy, as the first academy in the Southern Tang Dynasty, is the first to enter the venue!"

At this time, there was a loud clamor in the crowd, one after another stretched out their heads to look at the Wuhun monument.

At this time, a group of students dressed in Kunwu costumes entered the hall one after another.

As the first academy in the Southern Tang Dynasty, Kunwu Academy has a large number of participants in the Longmen Grand Competition, thousands of people.

And one by one, they are magnificent and vigorous.

Standing at the forefront of my team were Shen Tianlian, Lin Feifan, and Yang Guang.

The three of them are now the arrogant talents on the Kunwu Academy's battle list, and they have attracted much attention and admiration.

"Kunwu students, please come forward to test Wuhun!"

The military attache shouted loudly, and Shen Tianlian stepped forward first.

At the top of Zhan Tian's ranking, Shen Tianlian is the focus of all attention. Seeing that he is about to step forward to test the martial arts, everyone held their breath and watched the spectacular scene that was about to happen.

Standing in front of the Martial Spirit Monument, Shen Tianlian gave a chuckle, his face full of the pride of the world.

He stretched out his hand and patted directly on the stone tablet.

Hum!

Suddenly, the stone monument buzzed, and from Shen Tianlian's palm, a black light flew straight up.

In an instant, he directly broke through the eighth floor of the stele and stepped into the ninth floor!

The speed of the black light did not decrease, it rushed across the ninth floor, and finally rushed directly into the middle of the ninth floor!

"Hiss! It really is the ninth rank, the black unicorn martial spirit!"

"This class of martial souls is simply under the royal family, too strong!"

"Yes, just relying on this class of martial spirits, he Shen Tianlian is invincible!"

Everyone looked at the black unicorn totem that appeared on the stone tablet, and everyone exclaimed.

Shen Tianlian's height is really hard to reach.

"Haha, it's really awesome to see Senior Brother Wuhun again today! Junior Brother, I'm sorry!"

Lin Feifan smiled.

"Hehe, Junior Brother, don't have to be humble, I will take the leader of the Dragon Gate in my hand, and the second place depends on you!"

Shen Tianlian retreated and said with a smile.

"Senior brother, don't worry, let me wait!"

Lin Feifan, dressed in a green gown, stepped forward with one hand directly on the stone tablet.

In an instant, a touch of green fluorescence also rose into the sky, breaking through the eighth layer in an instant, and stopped until the ninth layer.

"Tsk tusk, the ninth-rank green horned horned dragon! It really is extraordinary!"

"Yes, although this green-scaled horned dragon is only an inferior dragon clan, it is also a dragon clan martial soul! The talent is terrifying!"

Seeing Lin Feifan's martial arts spirit, everyone was also very impressed.

After Lin Feifan, it was Yang Guang, who is now the third in Kunwu Academy, stepped forward.

This Yang Guang is burly, with a face like a jujube, and he is five big and three thick.

He muffled forward, without speaking, and pressed directly on the stone tablet.

A wood-colored light soared into the sky, and finally fell on the top of the eighth floor.

"Although the Yang Family says that there is no Ninth-Rank Martial Spirit now, this Yang Guang's eight feet nine Kui wooden golden ape is tyrannical and chasing the divine body!"

"Well, that's right, this time the Yang Family also values ​​this Longmen Competition very much!"

With Shen Tianlian and Lin Feifan's two 9th-rank martial arts jewels in front, Yang Guang's martial arts couldn't cause a sensation.

Immediately afterwards, all the students from Kunwu Academy were entered, and after they retreated to the stele, they waited for the people from the palace to come on stage.

"Please go forward and enter the martial soul!"

With the singing, the academy of mystery also stepped forward,

Although the number cannot be compared with Kunwu, there are more than two thousand people.

And Cui Zhan, who walked at the forefront, was dressed in a purple and gold python robe, and he was very powerful.

He stepped forward, with a gentle smile on his face, and patted directly on the Wuhun monument!

Hum!

This time, the Martial Spirit Monument shook wildly again, and a bright golden light burst out, soaring to the sky, passing the eighth floor, and stopping directly at the high position below the ninth floor.