On this day, the sky was blue.
Located in Qingyang Valley, almost most of the Celestial Immortal monks in the entire Luozhou Southern Region are gathered here.
“Fellow Taoist Qingyangzi, if your sect decides to release the restrictions on the sect at this moment and let us go to investigate.
Then we can resolve this sword fighting competition amicably.< br>
Once the sword fight begins, don’t blame me for not giving Guizong a chance.”
In the eyes of Lin Yi, Ye Qingluo and others, they saw Taoist Yuan Guang following a monk in the late stage of Celestial Immortal, speaking to a middle-aged monk wearing a blue robe on the other side of the valley.
The person standing next to Taoist Yuanguang is named Yuquanzi, and he is the previous head of Yulingxianfang.
Different from Taoist Yuan Guang who has a wide circle of friends but is a first-level casual cultivator, although Yu Quanzi is the master of the Immortal Workshop, his cultivation is not weak.
Although the overall strength of Yu Ling Xianfang is not as good as Qingyang Sect, the reputation of Xianfang is not far behind.
This time, if the young master of Yulingxianfang had not been robbed and disappeared by the blood monks, he himself would not have appeared here.
As one of the three monks in the late stage of Tianxian on Lin Yi's side, Yuquanzi, who was once the master of the Immortal Workshop, is undoubtedly the most suitable person.
“It’s a joke, our Qingyang Sect has strict rules, how can you just rely on the words of a first-level casual cultivator to search for anything you want.”
Qingyang, the head of the Qingyang Sect, does not wait. When Zi opened his mouth, the Taoist on the side scolded him coldly.
In the eyes of these serious sects, neither the Immortal Family nor the Yuling Immortal House is worthy of the Tao.
If there were not so many monks gathered this time, how could the Qingyang Sect be forced to fight with swords in this valley to prove themselves.
"Fellow Taoist Yuquanzi, things have happened to the point where they are now, and they can no longer be explained clearly in a few words.
You have your persistence, and our sect has its principles.
If our sect loses, then there will naturally be nothing to say."
At this time, Qingyangzi on the side raised his right hand to stop his junior brother's words and spoke.
“In the early, middle and late stages of immortality, you and I will each send out one person to fight in these three realms.
As for the last two people, all three realms are available, how about it? ”
After all, Qingyang Sect is just a sect. Facing so many forces from the Southern Territory gathered together at once, how can it truly form a crushing force.
If this were not the case, it would not be possible. There would be no more sword fighting in Qingyang Valley today.
On the other hand, if one person from each of the three realms is chosen, someone from the Qingyang Sect can stand up.
As for the future, if the Qingyang Sect is defeated again, they can only rely on those who were sincere and the Qingyang Sect in the past. Good foreign aid has been made.
"In that case, let's start with the monks in the early stage of Tianxian."
Hearing this, Yuquanzi said calmly.
As these words fell, the moment Yuquanzi and Taoist Yuanguang returned, Ji Yi saw a monk at the peak of the early stage of immortality flying out of his camp.
"Jingxuan, I am a disciple of the Huangfeng Immortal Sect. Today I want to seek justice for my missing junior brothers. Please give me some advice."
"Qingyang Sect Wanqing , come to fight you.”
Almost as soon as Jing Xuan finished speaking, a young monk wearing blue clothes walked out of the Qingyang Sect's camp.
"Okay!"
After the two looked at each other in mid-air, they immediately flew towards a cloud platform above the valley in full view of everyone.
"Bang!"
In an instant, Ji Yi saw a green sun emerging from the cloud platform.
"The techniques practiced by the Qingyang Sect are mainly based on the Qingyang Immortal Technique, which focuses on the power of the bright sun. Although this person is in the early stage of a heavenly immortal, his immortal skills have been passed down from the Qingyang Sect. This battle is afraid It's not that simple. "
Looking at the blue sun in the sky, Ye Qing fell into silence and said to Ji Yi.
"It's just the beginning now. If Wan Qing of Qingyang Sect wants to win, I'm afraid it won't be that simple."
Hearing this, Ji Yi's eyes moved.
Under the shroud of the blue sun, sharp air-piercing sounds suddenly tore out from within the clouds.
Under the observation of the eye of insight, Ji Yi saw the fairy sword in front of Jing Xuan moving, and the sword light was extremely sharp.
Who would have thought that in Qingyang Valley, the total number of monks from both sides would be more than sixty.
Although the sword fight was caused by the blood disaster, so many heavenly monks could be seen at one time.
For Ji Yi, it is indeed an extremely rare thing.
Although Jing Xuan and Wan Qing's cultivation levels were obviously weaker than his, the various magical powers they displayed during their battles also made Ji Yi's eyes light up.
The various mysteries make Ji Yi feel like he has broadened his horizons.
After all, the fairy world is so vast, and the various magical powers in it are either mysterious or weird.
While watching, Lin Yi demonstrated it in his mind, looking for ways to crack it and increase his knowledge.
“Brother Ye, will you take action in this battle?”
In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed. Ji Yi, who was almost familiar with the magical powers of the two, looked at Ye Qingluo beside him and asked.
"I won't take action in the first three games. As for the next two games, it all depends on the timing."
Facing Ji Yi's gaze, Ye Qingluo said slowly.
The sword fight in Qingyang Valley is mainly about the conflicts between Qingyang Sect and the major sects and immortal families.
Only when these two families are close to fighting, as an outsider and ally, will he be qualified to take action.
All in all.
Although the two sides in this sword fight in Qingyang Valley seem to be at war with each other, in fact, without conclusive evidence, the two sides will not really fight to the death.
After all, the judgment that Lin Yi had thought of before could not have been imagined by the immortal monks present after practicing for so many years.
It is precisely to prevent being taken advantage of and to solve the matter better that I chose the simplest and most intuitive fighting method.
“Bang!”
After about a stick of incense had passed, Ji Yi saw a dazzling spiritual light bursting out from above.
In this spiritual light, two figures flew upside down.
"How about this game be considered a draw?"
Seeing this scene, Qingyangzi's eyes flickered and he said.
Although it was not a life-and-death battle, because there was no escape, the fight between the two sides was extremely straightforward within the limited distance.
"Yes!"
Hearing this, Yuquanzi and the people around him looked at each other, nodded, and then looked at Taoist Yuan Guang aside.
"San Xiu Yuanguang, please give me some advice."
After Taoist Jingxuan of the Huangfeng Immortal Sect flew back with a cold face, he was under the gaze of Yu Quanzi and other three late-stage Xuanxian monks. In the middle, Taoist Yuanguang jumped up from the valley.
(End of this chapter)