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On the viewing platform, as the game continued, many old monsters had their eyes slightly closed and were drowsy.

Being able to represent three sects, five sects and seven major families, sitting here is at least as strong as an Immortal. For these people, it is extremely difficult to impress them.

Having reached their level, they have seen too many geniuses.

But when Leng Qingqiu slashed out with his sword, these people's eyes widened in an instant, showing expressions of disbelief.

Fairy Chixia was sitting there, with a cold expression on her face, but now she was also looking happy.

"What an outstanding girl, what a strong sword, what a piece of rough jade that can be carved!"

He blurted out words of admiration one after another, "I, the Bixia Sect, have taken a fancy to this girl, and none of you want to snatch her away."

The old men behind her were originally excited, but before they could speak, she overtook them, and they all looked resentful.

But there is no way, Bixia Sect is among the three sects and is powerful.

Although Fairy Chixia is a woman, she has a rather tough style and a hot temper, and she always speaks her mind.

Because of this, many people did not dare to provoke him and gave up the idea.

But there are also people who are not afraid of Fairy Chixia, such as Ouyang Pingjiang next to her.

"Elder Chixia, this little girl has extraordinary talents. She is truly a talent that can be developed, and I, the Guiyuan Sect, have also taken a fancy to her.

I am willing to accept her as my direct successor. I believe that when she comes to my Guiyuan Sect, she will be able to achieve the supreme swordsmanship. "

Everyone else was shocked. They must know that Ouyang Pingjiang is the great elder of Guiyuan Sect, and his status is only lower than that of the sect leader.

Being able to become his personal disciple is the dream of countless immortals. I didn't expect that he would take the initiative to accept a disciple today.

Fairy Chixia didn't buy it at all: "Old man, what do you mean by this? Doesn't my Bixia religion produce good disciples?"

Ouyang Pingjiang did not back down: "It's not interesting, I just want to accept this girl as my disciple."

"Okay, stop arguing."

Daojun Wuhuo hurriedly stopped the two of them, "It's not the time to discuss recruiting disciples before the Hundred Powers Contest is over. Let's wait until then."

Having said this, a playful smile appeared on his lips: "Perhaps this little girl may want to take the initiative to become my disciple."

As soon as the words came out, the people around him were shocked again.

It has never happened before that all the three elders of the three sects have taken notice of him at the same time. But considering that Leng Qingqiu had just shown that shocking sword, he really deserved this kind of treatment.

Genius disciples are not uncommon, but such monsters are definitely rare.

These old monsters were all shocked, and one can imagine the shock in the hearts of those in the ring.

Originally, they were hoping to get lucky and wanted to crush the Lingyun Sword Sect and grab the spot promised by the Zhao family.

Everyone is scrambling and excited.

But Leng Qingqiu's sword slashed through them, quickly calming them down like cold water pouring on them.

Not to mention anything else, this sword alone is enough to kill all of them and give them a spanking.

Although the quota is good, you have to be determined to get it.

Leng Qingqiu held a sword in his hand, and his whole body exuded a monstrous coldness: "Anyone who dares to cross this line will die!"

As soon as she said these words, people from the eight major sects not only did not dare to step forward, but were so frightened that they retreated one after another.

It was obvious that they were really afraid, and no one dared to take a step beyond their reach.

At the same time, there was a feeling of despair in my heart. With such a strong man, the strength of Lingyun Sword Sect was thousands of times stronger than imagined.

I originally hoped to take away the remaining spot, but now it seems that it is completely wishful thinking.

Just when they were filled with despair, Ye Bufan walked out happily.

"Everyone, please step aside first. After we drive the Zhao family out of power, we will discuss the remaining places."

As soon as he said these words, everyone around him came to his senses, and the scene was instantly in an uproar.

"Is this young man crazy? He actually wants to oust the Zhao family from power. How is this possible?"

"Yes, you are simply ignorant and fearless. Do you think you can defeat the Zhao family with just one strong person?"

"No matter what the strength is, the Zhao family is not something that a small Lingyun Sword Sect can provoke. This guy is simply looking for death!"

No wonder these people are so shocked. According to normal people's thinking, no matter how strong the Lingyun Sword Sect is, the most they can do is take away the remaining quota and not have a head-on confrontation with the Zhao family.

This was the case in the previous eight groups of matches, and there would be no head-on conflict even between the two seeded teams.

On the one hand, it will damage one's own strength, and on the other hand, it will offend the family behind him.

But the young man in front of them obviously overturned their understanding and pointed the finger directly at the Zhao family.

It doesn't matter if it is a powerful sect. The key is that it is a low-level sect in a small place. I have never even heard of this name before.

On the viewing platform, the eldest elder of the Zhao family, Zhao Qinglian, widened his eyes fiercely. The Zhao family is one of the seven major families anyway, and has never been targeted like this in so many years.

"Boy, I really don't know who gave you the courage. Do you think that just a master can be arrogant in front of our Zhao family?"

At this time, Zhao Xingyun came back from the shock, and obviously did not expect that there would be such a powerful person hiding next to Ye Bufan.

However, he didn't take it too seriously. He had just seen that Leng Qingqiu was only good at swordsmanship, but in terms of cultivation, he was only at the peak of the Immortal King, which was still a big level behind him.

Even if the other party is capable of fighting with him, the strength of the remaining people is too far apart.

He took one step forward, pointing the sword in his hand directly at Ye Bufan.

"Boy, come out and fight me if you can!"

Ye Bufan looked at him and smiled slightly, waved his hand behind him, and said two words lightly, "Kill him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Immortal Killing Sword in Leng Qingqiu's hand suddenly became filled with murderous intent, and the clever sword light slashed hard.

"Shameless!"

Seeing that Ye Bufan did not dare to fight with him, but let this woman take action, Zhao Xingyun cursed secretly in his heart.

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But facing the long sword in Leng Qingqiu's hand, he did not dare to be careless at all. The strength of the Immortal Lord suddenly exploded, and the long sword in his hand curled up with a sword light of dozens of feet to meet him.

According to his thinking, although his swordsmanship is far inferior to that of his opponent, his cultivation is strong. After all, he is an immortal king, and at least he will not lose.

At the same time, he gave instructions to several Zhao family disciples behind him: "Let's do it together and kill that kid..."

According to his idea, he would first hold off Leng Qingqiu, and then let his men take the opportunity to kill Ye Bufan.

By then the other party will be distracted, and he will be able to find an opportunity to defeat this woman.

But what he never expected was that as soon as he finished speaking, there was a tearing pain in his mind.

"No, it's actually a divine consciousness technique!"

Zhao Xingyun was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split apart. He didn't know that Ye Bufan had slashed out the Divine Consciousness Knife, and thought it was Leng Qingqiu who had done it.

But no matter where it came from, at this moment he had lost the ability to resist, his mental strength was weakened, and the long sword in his hand was a little slower.

The time was short, but when he came back to his senses, Leng Qingqiu's sword light had already flashed past him, and his whole person was split in half.