The Name of Eternity

Ninth level of the Dao of Painting!

As the Dao of Painting broke through, many insights into the Dao of Painting poured into his mind, overshadowing the joy in Li Hao's heart and immersing him in a kind of enlightenment.

The passionate painting just now, peeping into the saint with the heart of painting, depicting the indescribable charm of the saint, made Li Hao's mind clean.

Ninth level means that Li Hao's painting has entered the Dao.

Peeping through the appearance of all things, taking their charm and essence, depicting their inner Dao rhyme, painting is the Dao, and the Dao is the painting.

"Done?"

The sword master noticed that Li Hao stopped writing, and the feeling of being peeped into his bones disappeared. He turned his eyes to Li Hao's drawing board.

Li Hao came back to his senses, slowly took down the scroll, and handed it to the sword master with both hands.

The sword master took it and saw the painting in his hand. The ink was not dry, but the charm of the painting had already jumped onto the paper.

Moreover, when staring at the back of the painting, he felt a buzzing sword intent vibrating in his mind. That was his own swordsmanship!

Li Hao actually depicted his swordsmanship by three points!

The sword master's face, which was smiling indifferently, became solemn in an instant, and his eyes were fixed on the painting in his hand.

There seemed to be a kind of Dao rhyme that had never been seen before between the brush and ink.

The sword master looked up at Li Hao and saw that Li Hao had a calm expression and a kind of ethereal and real temperament.

In a short moment, the young man beside him seemed a little different.

The sword master looked at Li Hao deeply, waited for the ink in his hand to dry, rolled it up and put it away, and said:

"I will take this painting. Thank you for your painting. I like it very much."

"I like it."

Li Hao smiled.

At this time, he saw the painting on the panel change from the ninth stage to the tenth stage, from the previous one million experience points to five million experience points!

However, the sword master got 370,000 experience points just after painting once, which was simply exaggerated.

But even so, to accumulate the painting experience points, two or three saints would be needed to help him accumulate them.

The tenth stage means entering the sainthood!

Excellent works can be passed down through the ages and are timeless. They are masterpieces of the world.

However, Li Hao knew that in order to break through to the tenth stage, in addition to accumulating experience, he also needed to comprehend his state of mind.

The sun set, and the sunset glow gave the Holy Mountain a hazy dusk.

There were wild geese flying south, the bamboo shadows in front of the sword cliff swaying, and the waterfall rushing, which was a rare and beautiful scene.

Li Hao casually painted this picture of the Holy Mountain at dusk, and unexpectedly gained more than 5,000 experience points.

After saying goodbye to the Sword Master, Li Hao went down the mountain and returned to the Alchemy Courtyard.

The contest in front of the Holy Mountain also ended. When Li Hao returned to the Alchemy Academy, Lin Shanhai asked:

"Why didn't you go to watch the battle today? It's a pity. You don't know how fierce the battle was today!"

"Oh?"

Li Hao found a teapot. He was a little thirsty after fishing for a day. He drank two sips to moisten his throat: "The top four losers will be decided?"

"Well, we will compete for two more places tomorrow and advance to the top ten, and then it will be the top ten battle later!"

Lin Shanhai said.

The entire Sword God Battle will last for a month. After all, it is a grand event that happens once every hundred years, and the schedule will not be over in one or two days.

Li Hao nodded and glanced at Lin Qingying who was sitting quietly alone in the yard.

As if she noticed his gaze, Lin Qingying opened her eyes and looked at Li Hao.

She didn't see Li Hao today, so she knew that Li Hao went to the sword master to fish again.

They looked at each other, neither of them spoke, but there seemed to be a tacit understanding.

Lin Qingying's eyes returned indifferently.

She knew what Li Hao wanted to say and asked her if she was sure. Her response was to counter the moves and do her best.

Lin Shanhai noticed that the two of them were looking at each other and could sense a hint of danger. He was worried that he was inviting a wolf into the house and that his granddaughter would be kidnapped sooner or later.

He pulled Li Hao's sleeve to divert his attention and talked about the situation of today's battle.

Li Hao listened to his vivid description, which was exaggerated, but Li Hao could feel the battle situation on the scene, including the confrontation between the saints.

After all, he had seen the first round of battles before. Li Hao had a basic impression of the swordsmanship and methods mastered by these people, and could guess what would happen if they fought.

After chatting, Li Hao went to the kitchen to make some snacks, gave one to Lin Shanhai, and called Lin Qingying to come and taste it.

Hearing Li Hao's invitation, Lin Qingying slowly stood up, walked in a beautiful green dress, and tasted it slowly at the table in the alchemy room.

Lin Shanhai, who was enjoying the meal, saw that his granddaughter was invited by Li Hao. Seeing the two of them eating and drinking quietly at the table, he suddenly felt that the snacks in his mouth were a little tasteless.

Although Li Hao and Lin Qingying did not speak to each other, Lin Shanhai could still feel that something beyond himself was surrounding the two of them.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, feeling that a girl should not be kept when she grows up.

After the snacks were finished, Lin Qingying stood up and thanked Li Hao, and then returned to the courtyard to continue to comprehend the sword.

Li Hao also said goodbye to Lin Shanhai, stood up and patted the dust off his butt, and returned to his own courtyard.

When he returned to the courtyard, Li Hao casually set up the barrier. With his own illustrations, it should be difficult to detect his situation unless he deliberately explored it.

After doing this, Li Hao called up the panel and saw the state of mind column below, with an additional state of mind:

Heart of Painting (unused).

Li Hao used his previous energy of cooking on his physical body and imperial power, which caused his swordsmanship to stagnate. Although his realm improved, his swordsmanship attack was poor.

Now that the physical body is at the ninth level, if it is combined with the sword, the combat power will be maximized in a short period of time.

After all, the power is there, and the only thing missing is the means of attack!

Without hesitation, Li Hao chose the sword and embedded it.

In an instant, a stream of thoughts and insights came in, and he realized the sword through the painting!

Li Hao's mind seemed to be flooded with countless sword intentions and sword energy. The small courtyard in front of him disappeared and was brought into a world of swords.

Endless sword energy, various types of swords, all in front of him, all in his heart.

These swords include long swords, short swords, rapiers, heavy swords, etc.

Various swords have various most suitable offensive moves and swordsmanship.

At this moment, all of them appeared in Li Hao's mind, like a variety of visions. When all the swords are united, Li Hao has a feeling of enlightenment.

A sword is a sword, and a sword is only a sword.

Long swords, short swords, heavy swords, etc., are all swords.

Flowers and plants can also be swords.

There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart, which is the sword.

At this moment, Li Hao's swordsmanship was upgraded to the ninth stage, and the swordsmanship was clear!

The previously condensed sword intent of only me, now gradually merged with the perception of the ninth stage of swordsmanship, and became the swordsmanship of only me!

What is only me?

Once the swordsmanship of my own comes out, all the ways will be killed!

This is the swordsmanship of only me, the ultimate domineering!

Li Hao opened his eyes again, but his whole body did not feel sharp, but instead had a kind of sitting in the long river of time, deep and peaceful.

But if you look closely, the position where he sits seems to be the center of the entire courtyard, and even the center of the entire dozens of miles. His back is like a sword standing on the ground, with a restrained edge, but if you can peek at a trace, you will be cut.

At this moment, just in the level of swordsmanship, Li Hao is already at the level of sword saint.

If he reaches the tenth stage, he can become a saint by sacrificing the sword!

That will be a true sword saint, the supreme swordsmanship!

However, although Li Hao's swordsmanship has reached the same level as the Sword Saint at this moment, their combat power is still far apart, just like his previous six-stage swordsmanship can kill the Dao Fa realm.

And the six-stage swordsmanship is at the bottom among the inner disciples of this Sword Ancestor Holy Land.

"Swordsmanship, swordsmanship, swordsmanship as you wish, swordsmanship as you wish..."

Li Hao muttered to himself.

He looked at his own courtyard. Now looking at this simple courtyard again, his feelings are completely different from before.

In Li Hao's eyes, the weeds, stone slabs, old altars, etc. in the courtyard all contain a certain tenacity, which is also possessed by swordsmanship.

The shadow of the sword can be found in everything.

After absorbing it, the night is deep and the sky is full of stars.

Li Hao retracted his thoughts. He did not try to swing the sword to test the power of his swordsmanship. When he reached this level, he had an extremely clear feeling of his own power and knew it without experimenting.

With a casual move, he took the wood in the yard and a carving knife fell into his hand, but at this moment, the carving knife turned into a sword in Li Hao's eyes, and his carving became more handy.

Now he has accumulated five levels of carving experience.

Li Hao looked at his current panel attributes.

Physical 9th ​​level, Imperial 7th level, Sword 9th level, Body 6th level, Boxing 6th level.

As for art skills, chess 7th level, music 4th level, poetry 4th level, carving 5th level, cooking 9th level, painting 9th level, fishing 6th level.

Art points remaining: 7 points.

Body and boxing skills are both stuck in the lack of spiritual state of mind.

These two items are also relatively important. Li Hao currently relies mainly on the extreme state of Guixu to make up for it, but if the body itself reaches the ninth level, combined with Guixu, Li Hao can hardly imagine how much he will reach. I believe that the use of the extreme state of Guixu will be beyond imagination.

In addition to improving boxing skills, the additional arm strength of boxing can also increase the power of swordsmanship, which is also indispensable.

"State of mind, if both fishing and carving can reach the seventh level, my combat power will be improved to a higher level."

Li Hao felt regretful that the time was still too short. Although he had been working very hard to practice, fishing, and carving every day, the improvement was still too slow.

Shaking his head, Li Hao put away the panel and continued his carving.

This time, Li Hao carved with the sword master as the target. He slowly carved the charm he remembered in his heart into the wood. Soon, a trace of charm emerged.

When the carving was completed, Li Hao saw that the experience gained was more than 5,000 points.

This was just carving out the figure of the opponent in his mind, and there was such a huge amount of experience.

If it was carved in person, it would probably be hundreds of thousands.

Li Hao did not stop and continued to carve the second one.

Although the experience was rich, Li Hao could clearly feel that carving a saint was more difficult than carving other things. If it were not for his sword entering the Dao and controlling the carving knife with the sword, he would have almost hurt his hand several times when carving.

As the second carving came out, Li Hao's carving experience actually rose to the bottleneck of the fifth stage, breaking through to the sixth stage!

It takes 50,000 to accumulate the sixth stage experience.

Li Hao continued to carve, four or five times in a row, and he could gain two to three thousand experience points on average each time.

When the experience points decreased, Li Hao thought of Yao Zu and other semi-saint elders, as well as the sword saint.

The image of Yao Zu emerged in Li Hao's mind, and he immediately began to carve. The carving knife in his hand was like a pen flying, and the wood chips flew. A beautiful woman figure who looked like a banished immortal fell into the mortal world appeared in his palm. It was Yao Zu.

While Li Hao was immersed in carving, in the sword tower, the sword master who was sitting on the roof quietly looking at the bright moon and drinking suddenly had a slight change of expression, and felt a sense of being spied on.

That feeling was attracted by the holy way, and his melancholy eyes suddenly became sharp and looked towards a certain place.

His sight seemed to run through thousands of miles and landed in a small courtyard somewhere.

When he saw the familiar face, he was stunned for a moment, and the sharpness in his eyes disappeared immediately, and then his eyes fell on the young man's hands.

When he saw the other party carefully carving a piece of wood, he was a little stunned and immediately became speechless.

I thought it would be fine if the other party studied painting and became obsessed with it, but now he is still playing sculpture?

Good guy, you don’t practice when you are alone, and you still have the mind to do these things. How did you cultivate the 97 levels of Dao realm?

He took a look and saw that Li Hao's carvings were quite charming. It was obviously not a one- or two-day hobby. It would have been impossible to do it without putting in effort and study.

Shaking his head, the sword master looked back helplessly.

He knew countless people, but this was the first time he saw such an unusual guy like this kid.

The peaceful and profound temperament of the other party is by no means a disguise, but a natural development.

"I don't know which old guy reincarnated, appeared in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, and pulled me in the dark. Could it be my old guys? I haven't seen them for a long time. Is it possible that some of them have passed away?"

The sword master muttered.

I haven't seen those old friends for a long time, and they are usually close friends. But when we actually meet, there is nothing to say. After all, everything that needs to be said has been said in the early years.

He planned to wait until he had time to see those old guys. Others had quietly reincarnated and he didn't even know about it.

On the top of the Holy Mountain, in another Qingfeng Palace.

In the palace, a sword master dressed in snow-gold clothes was sitting under the huge locust tree in the courtyard, looking at the woman practicing swordsmanship under the bright moonlight in the courtyard.

The opponent is using his Ice and Snow Sword Intent, and his offensive is fierce, turning his three-foot area into a field of ice and snow.

"Your ice and snow swordsmanship has reached a bottleneck."

The sword master saw the problem at a glance. When watching the battle during the day, he could see that the opponent's sword intention was going astray.

After hearing the Master's words, Bian Ruxue put away her sword and lowered her eyebrows and said, "Please give me some advice, Master."

The Sword Master smiled and said: "You don't have to be discouraged. If you can understand to this extent at your age, even though it is due to my teachings, your own understanding is not bad. You have laid a solid foundation when you were young."

Bian Ruxue fought during the day. Although she won, it was quite difficult and made her feel frustrated.

When she heard the sword master's words and the words "when I was a child", her thoughts couldn't help but be drawn back to that courtyard.

The child who was lying on the chessboard playing chess corrected her shortcomings in sword practice in the martial arts field by just talking casually.

Master Jian Wudao also said that her swordsmanship was solid.

But little did she know that it was when she met a swordsman prodigy.

It's a pity that the prodigy later went astray.

Bian Ruxue recovered her thoughts and heard the master continue to say:

"The meaning of the ice and snow sword lies not in its sharpness, but in its condensation!"

The Sword Master said: "You fought with Lin Qingying earlier, and the opponent had the softest sword intention. The softest sword intention lies in dispersion, while the ice and snow sword intention lies in condensation!"

"When it is condensed to the extreme, its power is definitely greater than when it is dispersed to the extreme."

"The two sword intents have different tendencies. Just like some swordsmanship favors defense, and some focus on offense. The attack of the soft sword intent is weak, but the defense is unbreakable. However, this is also relative. You lost to her earlier because of this. , your sword power lags behind her."

Bian Ruxue nodded slightly. She knew what her master meant. If her sword intention was also perfected, her sword intention would be even more powerful and she could suppress the opponent.

"Yu Ning..."

Bian Ruxue whispered to herself, something seemed to flash in her mind.

The sword master wanted to say something else, but suddenly his expression changed and he let out a light sigh.

How dare anyone dare to spy on him?

A sharp light shot out of his eyes, and he turned around to look. His gaze seemed to penetrate thousands of miles, and he soon caught a glimpse of a small courtyard.

When he saw the young man in the small courtyard, the carving knife flying in his hand, carving out his upper body, he was slightly startled.

"Master?"

Bian Ruxue couldn't help but wonder when she saw the Juggernaut's abnormality.

The sword master stared for a moment, then withdrew his gaze.

He saw that the other party lived behind Lin Shanhai Alchemy Academy and must have a close relationship with him. The other party carving him was not an offense, but more likely out of respect.

This situation is not unfamiliar to him, but it is more surprising that the other person's thoughts when carving can actually penetrate his charm.

Only one who worships deeply would be able to observe so carefully, but he could see that the other party did not worship, but was extremely accomplished in carving, which led to the capture of his charm.

If he worships, he will receive the incense of faith from the other person.

A saint can see through his followers at a glance, but Li Hao is not his follower.

"Nothing, just a little guy with good carving skills."

The sword master's face was calm, he didn't care, and he wasn't angry about it.

"engraving?"

Bian Ruxue was confused, but didn't think much about it, but this kind of trivial skill made her think of the children who like to play chess.

The opponent should now be able to become a chess master as he wished... Bian Ruxue showed a wry smile on her lips.

…

Li Hao didn't know that his carving of the saint would be detected, so he was still concentrating on carving.

As the experience gradually approaches the sixth stage of fullness, time also flies to the next day.

Lin Qingying and Lin Shanhai went to watch the battle as usual, but Li Hao was not interested and stayed in the courtyard to continue his sculpture research.

I felt really tired, so I went to go fishing with the sword master.

On the Holy Mountain, the battle was fierce and fierce. In the end, the two stood out and made it back to the top ten from the loser group.

These two people are Qiu Wuhen and Bian Ruxue respectively.

After another three days of rest, the top ten battles have begun.

Lin Qingying will also play this time, and Li Hao will also accompany Lin Shanhai to watch the battle.

During the three days of rest, Li Hao successfully upgraded his carving to the sixth stage of perfection, and only needed to enter the spirit.

Now his courtyard is full of various carvings, many of which are familiar people in the human world, and half of them are semi-saints such as Yaozu and the two saints of Sword Saint and Sword Master.

On the floating seat, Li Hao sat with alchemists such as Lin Shanhai and watched the battle quietly.

It was still a two-on-two duel, and the atmosphere of the top ten battle was obviously more intense. The previous fight in the loser group made many disciples of the holy land excited, and they were more looking forward to this top ten battle.

Lin Qingying's opponent turned out to be Bian Ruxue again. When this result came out, many people exclaimed and mourned for Bian Ruxue.

After finally fighting out of the loser group, they met the person who defeated them again. They all despaired for Bian Ruxue.

Bian Ruxue didn't expect to draw the opponent again, and her face changed slightly.

This fateful duel made her feel uncomfortable.

Although the master had instructed her, her ice and snow sword intent did not immediately reach perfection. She was still on the road to understanding, and had made some progress compared to before.

Lin Qingying was also surprised, but her expression did not change.

Others envied Lin Qingying, which was equivalent to direct promotion.

The sword saint sighed when he saw this result. He could have secretly manipulated the rules, but he did not do so because it was unnecessary.

The more saintly, the more he believed in fate.

Because they could barely glimpse it.

Fate cannot be reversed!

In the four realms, although the realm of reversing fate is called reversing fate, it cannot be reversed when it encounters the realm of hearing the truth that obscures the secrets of heaven.

The so-called reversing fate is just an opportunity for the ants to practice hard to this point and be favored by heaven.

An opportunity to ask heaven for an exchange of life.

That is not reversing, but exchanging.

The real fate is irreversible!

As the battle began, the Holy Son of Haoyue still won in an overwhelming manner. The Sun and Moon Divine Eyes spied on the traces of Guixu, and his own Guixu teleportation and Dao domain made him feel invincible in the same realm, and basically no one could see his shortcomings.

The battle between Lin Qingying and Bian Ruxue also began. This time, Bian Ruxue burst out with a stronger sword aura and more powerful power, but was still easily defeated in front of Lin Qingying's extremely soft sword intent.

Bian Ruxue felt bitter after two defeats, but her Dao heart was not affected too much. She was still too young and had practiced in the human world before. Although she received excellent resources and cultivation in the God General Mansion and became a disciple of Master Jian Wudao and received his teachings, her starting point was still too low compared to these monsters.

The other holy sons and daughters were basically born in the land of all saints, and some were even the reincarnation of saints. It was normal that they could not compare.

Bian Ruxue put away her sword and returned to the holy platform. She would have to compete with other geniuses in the Canglan Realm. During this time, she could comprehend the sword intent and cultivate it to perfection.

"Qingying has already made it to the top five. She is so amazing!"

"But tomorrow's competition will be difficult. Others have also achieved perfect sword intent. Who is stronger or weaker depends on other things."

Zhao Yingzhen and others were happy for Lin Shanhai. The top five was already a great honor. If he could be among the top three, he would be even more evil.

Lin Shanhai's face was also full of smiles, but there was some worry in his eyes.

The next day.

The top five competed.

The rules this time were not to match two by two, but the five people chose themselves!

Those who were not selected would automatically advance to the top three.

This method seemed casual, but it also tested people's ability.

After so many fierce battles in the past, if you still overestimate your ability and choose the wrong opponent, you will lose clearly.

The top five who have advanced to the next level are Haoyue Saint, Lin Qingying, Qiu Wuhen, Linghuan Saint, and Honghe Saint.

On the stage, Lin Qingying and Qiu Wuhen looked at each other. Because of Li Hao, they had met in front of the sword tower. At this moment, they both saw each other's intentions and did not choose each other.

Their eyes fell on other people, but they avoided Haoyue Saint.

Haoyue Saint looked calm, as if he had expected this, with a smile on his lips.

Soon, the result of the five people's mutual selection came out.

Qiu Wuhen chose Linghuan Saint, while Lin Qingying chose Honghe Saint.

Haoyue Saint chose Lin Qingying.

But because Linghuan Saint and Qiu Wuhen chose each other, and Honghe Saint and Lin Qingying also chose each other, Haoyue Saint was left without a chance.

No one chose him, so his choice was invalidated and he was automatically promoted.

The disciples watching the game were all shocked by this result, but it was expected.

Since the beginning of the war, the name of the Holy Son of Haoyue has been extremely loud. Unfortunately, although some of the other Holy Sons and Holy Maidens who are usually not exposed have emerged like dark horses, they are not enough to compete with the Holy Son of Haoyue.

As the war began, Qiu Wuhen and the Holy Son of Linghuan fought each other. Both of them were in the fifth extreme realm. In the end, the Law of Heaven and Earth faced each other, and the sword intent was like a tide, colliding fiercely on the battlefield.

If the battlefield array was not set up by a semi-saint, this force would be enough to affect hundreds of miles away.

The sword intent of the Holy Son of Linghuan is an illusion, and the sword seems real and illusory, which is difficult to guard against. In the fierce fight, Qiu Wuhen's Thousand Threads Sword was finally defeated.

The second duel between Lin Qingying and the Holy Maiden of Honghe was equally fierce. In the end, it was also a fight between the Law of Heaven and Earth. The sword intent of the Holy Maiden of Honghe was also perfect. With a red flame sword intent, the entire battlefield turned into a sea of ​​fire purgatory.

But under this fierce sword intent, Lin Qingying still did not lose the upper hand. They fought with all their strength, and finally Lin Qingying won narrowly.

Then came the losers' contest, with Qiu Wuhen facing off against the Red River Saint to decide the fourth and fifth places.

Lin Qingying, Holy Son Haoyue, Holy Son Linghuan, etc. will be ranked among the top three in tomorrow's final.

night.

The bright moon is in the sky.

Li Hao looked at the woman sitting alone in the courtyard. Today, the woman did not learn the sword again, but stared at the bright moon in a daze.

Li Hao walked over with snacks, sat next to the other party, and said with a smile: "Don't be too stressed, eat something."

Lin Qingying looked away from the bright moon, turned to look at Li Hao, and stared at his smiling face. She didn't understand why the other person was always relaxed and so happy.

But this feeling made her feel a little envious.

"I will lose to Holy Son Haoyue tomorrow, but I still want to fight with all my strength!"

Lin Qingying said suddenly.

Li Hao was slightly startled and looked at her.

Obviously, she has seen that the gap between herself and the Holy Son of Haoyue cannot be bridged by perfecting the sword intention.

After all, the opponent's sword intention has also reached perfection.

"If you don't explode at the limit, you will perish at the limit. I don't want to let down my sword. I don't want to admit defeat before I try my best."

Lin Qingying said.

These words seemed to be spoken to Li Hao, but also seemed to be spoken to herself.

Li Hao nodded and said: "It's just a competition, just try your best to fight."

Lin Qingying glanced at him, nodded slightly, and then her eyes fell on the pastry in his hand. She took the initiative to pick it up with her delicate hands, put it into her mouth and started eating, but her tone suddenly became a little relaxed:

"It tastes great. Where did you learn your craft?"

"I figured it out myself."

Li Hao smiled and started eating himself.

The bright moon shines, and the shadows are in pairs.

Lin Qingying asked: "I see you haven't practiced sword practice these days. Have you given up?"

She knew that training was hard, but Li Hao had a talent for swordsmanship, so she felt it would be a pity to give up.

"I'm practicing secretly." Li Hao smiled.

Lin Qingying was speechless and didn't say anything more. She just gently touched the sword in her hand and said:

"Ever since my parents passed away, this sword has been with me."

Li Hao also looked at the sword in her hand and said softly: "Then it is really a considerate and good partner."

When Lin Qingying heard this, a smile appeared on her face, and she turned to look at Li Hao. The young man's face was half-dark under the moonlight, with deep outlines.

She glanced and withdrew her gaze.

There was another half to that sentence, but she didn't say it.

That is "then" and "now".

Now, it's not just the sword that keeps him company.

After the pastries were finished, Li Hao and Lin Qingying said goodbye under the quiet moonlight and went to rest.

The next day.

The decisive battle of the Sword God War has arrived. This battle will determine the winner of the Sword God!

Even before reaching the Holy Mountain, you can feel the fiery atmosphere above.

Li Hao followed Lin Shanhai to arrive, and the disciples below were all excited and talking, and they were all speculating whether anyone could challenge the status of Holy Son Haoyue today, and who would win the second or third place.

Although the previous battle was fierce, no one knew if anyone was still hiding under the pressure box.

Today's confrontation is still about mutual selection.

But what is surprising about this choice is that both Linghuan Holy Son and Haoyue Holy Son chose Lin Qingying.

According to the rules, this gave Lin Qingying a bye first. Holy Son Haoyue and Holy Son Linghuan faced off first. The winner continued to challenge Lin Qingying, and the loser fought again to determine the second and third place.

As the confrontation between Holy Son Linghuan and Holy Son Haoyue began, I thought it would be a fierce battle, but in the end, the battle ended quickly. Holy Son Linghuan's sword intent was perfectly restrained by Holy Son Haoyue, and the divine eye of the sun and moon saw through With his phantom sword intention, he won quickly.

In this battle, Linghuan Holy Son is destined to only compete for second and third place, but not the first place.

The expected dark horse did not appear. The power displayed by the Holy Son of Haoyue was too strong and seemed to kill the miracle.

Then came the battle between Lin Qingying and Holy Son Haoyue.

"Do you know why I choose you one after another?"

Holy Son Haoyue looked at Lin Qingying, a smile appeared on his lips, but his eyes gradually became cold.

Lin Qingying frowned slightly, feeling the change in the other party. She had previously pursued him many times, but she had always rejected him. The other party still showed grace, but now, it seemed a little different.

"Combining with me, allowing me to cut off my passion and condense my ruthless sword heart, is a win-win situation. After I become a saint, I will also find a holy path for you, but you are too ignorant."

Holy Son Haoyue said that these words were transmitted through sound and could not be heard outside the venue.

"If you really have the ability to become a saint, why do you need to borrow my hand to become a saint yourself?"

Lin Qingying frowned.

Holy Son Haoyue sneered and said: "Don't say such big words. Cultivation is essentially robbery, taking pills and eating. Which one is not to strengthen oneself through external things? How can this be considered borrowing?"

Lin Qingying was silent and did not respond.

"It doesn't matter, even if you don't agree, I have my own way."

Holy Son Haoyue smiled.

Seeing the other party's smile, Lin Qingying felt a cold feeling and a bad premonition in her heart.

But she did not choose to admit defeat immediately. She took a deep breath. Now that she was on stage and embarked on this lonely sword path, she was destined to fight against the odds all the way. Even if she failed, she could gain something. If she gave up, it would be true. Defeated.

As the magic circle condensed, this battle also broke out.

Bang!

Holy Son Haoyue suddenly made a move, and divine light erupted from his body. He returned to the ruins in front of Lin Qingying, and the forty-nine levels of Dao Domain condensed, directly crushing Lin Qingying's Dao Domain.

Then, his sword intent exploded, the sun and moon divine eyes focused on it, and he slashed directly at Lin Qingying.

Lin Qingying's pupils shrank. The opponent burst out with all his strength as soon as he came up. Such a posture had never been seen in previous battles.

Her Dao domain quickly unfolded, and her body turned into the most gentle sword intent. At the same time, the Dao fetus turned and merged with the most gentle sword intent, quickly raising her state to the peak.

But the explosive attack of the Holy Son of Haoyue was too strong. The Sun and Moon Sword slashed down, as if it contained the ultimate destructive power of yin and yang. This was the true sword intent of the Holy Son of Haoyue!

Bang!

The most gentle sword intent that Lin Qingying turned into was instantly shattered. In front of the might of heaven and earth condensed by the Sun and Moon Sword Intent, it was scattered to the extreme and had no place to hide. It was directly suppressed.

With one sword, Lin Qingying was chopped onto the magic circle, and blood spurted out.

"I wanted to combine and then break up. Since you don't want to, then I can only use more intense means to completely abolish you. The injury is deep enough, so that it can be broken more thoroughly!"

The Holy Son of Haoyue said to Lin Qingying with cold eyes.

Lin Qingying's pupils shrank, and she hurried to escape, but her Dao domain was covered, and the opponent's Dao domain was far superior to hers.

"You!"

Lin Qingying was shocked and angry. She didn't expect the other party to be so vicious and wanted to kill her to forge his own sword.

"I admit..."

When she spoke, she suddenly found that she was blocked by the other party's Dao domain.

The eyes of the Holy Son of Haoyue were cold, and he said: "You have no chance. I had planned to do this before I chose you. In public, you have abolished my beloved. This injury is too deep and too painful for me. This is what I need!"

Hearing her words, Lin Qingying felt cold all over the ground and felt nauseous at the same time.

The Holy Son of Haoyue strode towards her, looking at the resentment in Lin Qingying's eyes, he showed a trace of satisfaction in his eyes:

"Yes, it is this kind of hateful look. The more you are injured, the more my heart hurts, and the more thoroughly I will kill!"

He suddenly made a move and stabbed Lin Qingying's abdomen with a sword, trying to abolish her Dao fetus.

Lin Qingying was frightened and tried to defend herself, but a vast might emanated from the Holy Son of Haoyue. The Dao Domain suppressed him, and the Sun and Moon Sword Intent merged into the Dao Domain, allowing him to show a power far beyond that of other Holy Sons.

At this moment, Lin Qingying deeply realized the gap between her and the opponent.

If it was a normal competition, she would have chosen to admit defeat, and lost without regret.

But now, she was completely restricted and couldn't even admit defeat.

"Hmm?"

At the same time, Yao Zu and others in the audience saw some clues and were a little surprised. The might displayed by the Holy Son of Haoyue was too strong, completely suppressing Lin Qingying.

Unless Lin Qingying had other means, he would lose.

But Lin Qingying did not admit defeat and was still resisting.

In fact, it looked like he was completely suppressed.

"What's going on? Haoyue wouldn't..."

An elder's eyes changed slightly. Seeing the Holy Son of Haoyue stabbing Lin Qingying's Dao fetus, he noticed something unusual.

The Sword Saint also noticed it. He frowned slightly, but his eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything.

On the floating seat, Li Hao also realized that something was wrong. The means displayed by the Holy Son of the Moon at this moment were close to a full-strength explosion. Lin Qingying couldn't win.

Li Hao knew how capable she was. She knew she would lose, and she also said that she would try her best to fight, just to see the gap between them. But now she has obviously seen the situation, and she should admit defeat and can't continue to hold on.

Whoosh!

Li Hao's figure flashed, appeared at the magic circle, and came to another place in front of Lin Qingying.

Lin Qingying noticed the figure that suddenly flew outside the magic circle, and sadness appeared in her eyes.

She knew that she couldn't stop it.

Bang!

The sword of the Holy Son of the Moon pierced out violently, piercing Lin Qingying's abdomen and destroying her Dao fetus.

"Stop!!"

Li Hao saw Lin Qingying's eyes and understood instantly. His pupils contracted. It was unbelievable that the competition between disciples could be so vicious!