The most outstanding swordsman in Qingzhou.
For a while, there were countless topics and attracted a lot of attention.
East city entrance.
Tens of thousands of monks formed a human wall, and there were thousands of figures in the sky, riding flying swords, watching this battle.
"Four Thunder Sword Sect, Wang Jian, please teach me."
The city gate.
Wang Jian was wearing the robes of the Four Thunder Sword Sect, holding a silver flying sword in his hand, and staring at the young man in front of him with sharp eyes.
This young man looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old and was handsome, but there was always a coldness between his brows.
He was wearing a robe full of stars. The body of the robe was jet black but not thick, and it was dotted with stars, making him look extremely aloof.
Unlike Su Changyu's arrogance, Su Changyu's arrogance is the arrogance of a peerless master, while this young man's arrogance is the kind of cold arrogance, as if everything in the world is just like this in his eyes.
The young man said nothing, but calmly drew out his sword.
For a moment, Wang Jian couldn't help but frown.
But he didn't say anything in the end and just made his move directly.
boom!
Thunder sounded.
Wang Jian's sword was as powerful as thunder, and he used the Four Thunder Sword Technique to kill people without any hesitation. The powerful sword force exploded like thunder.
Clang!
In just a moment, the young man drew his sword and a terrifying sword force emerged, as if the night had come.
puff!
The two flying swords collided, and with just a glance, Wang Jian was knocked away, and the flying sword in his hand flew out of his hand.
lost.
He was defeated immediately.
He lost after one encounter.
At this moment, the whole place was silent.
Tens of thousands of monks looked at this scene in shock.
Wang Jian is a famous swordsman in Qingzhou. He learned from an elder of the Four Thunder Sword Sect. That elder once won the first place in Qingzhou's swordsmanship.
But what I didn't expect was that he couldn't even withstand a single encounter.
Don't talk about them.
At this moment, Wang Jian was also stunned. He knew that the young man in front of him was very strong, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even take one move from him.
This is a bit outrageous.
"The Four Thunder Sword Sect is nothing more than that."
After defeating Wang Jian, the young man did not feel proud or happy at all. On the contrary, his eyes were filled with emptiness.
There is no contempt in these words, just a feeling from the heart.
For a moment, everyone fell silent.
Pairs of eyes filled with envy and jealousy fell on the young man.
The male cultivators were filled with jealousy, while the female cultivators all looked at the young man with peach blossoms in their eyes. It was a pity that they didn't know his name, otherwise some of the girls would have shouted it out.
"Humph, what are you showing off for? Isn't it just that you know a little bit of swordsmanship?"
"Yeah, you are so arrogant, and the Four Thunder Sword Sect is nothing special. What's so great about bullying a disciple? If you have the guts, go fight Senior Four Seasons."
"That's right, that's right. Why are young people nowadays so crazy?"
"No way, no way, no one would think this is cool, right?"
A voice sounded, and couldn't help but sneer.
But soon, other voices were heard.
"Honestly, isn't it handsome?"
"To be honest, it's pretty handsome."
"Isn't this handsome? Would you trade him if I asked you to?"
"I'm so sore."
"Damn it! How come such a hunk came to this Qingzhou Sword Competition? The outstanding disciple of the Four Thunder Sword Sect couldn't even block a single blow?"
"It seems that this person will definitely take first place in Qingzhou."
"Not necessarily. It is said that this Qingzhou Sword Competition has mysterious rewards, which may have attracted many truly powerful hidden masters."
There were discussions going on, mostly from male cultivators, some expressing envy and some expressing jealousy.
But soon, the female cultivator's voice was heard.
"Wow, so handsome, this junior brother is really handsome."
"Oh, how can there be such a good-looking junior brother?"
"This little junior fellow apprentice is my type. Ahhhhh, I can't stand it. Sisters, can you help me ask him where his master came from?"
The female cultivator's voice sounded.
In an instant, countless male cultivators became even more jealous.
That's it.
In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.
There are less than twenty days left until the Qingzhou Kendo Conference.
Under the city gate, this young man has won a hundred battles in a row.
He became famous in Qingzhou overnight, and attracted masters from all sides to come and fight.
And at the same time.
Ghost grave by the river.
Two figures shuttled through the ghost tomb by the river.
Su Changyu and Kong Hai have been looking for Ye Ping's whereabouts these days.
After searching for seven whole days, they still couldn't find Ye Ping's whereabouts.
This made Su Changyu feel more and more anxious.
"Donor Su, do you find this strange?"
Kūkai was walking in the mountains, frowning and thinking about something.
"strangeness?"
Su Changyu didn't think there was anything strange.
"We walked around the Linhe Ghost Graveyard for seven days, but didn't encounter a single vengeful spirit. This is a little unreasonable."
Kong Hai frowned.
There are ghosts everywhere in the ghost graveyard by the river. Not to mention encountering a ghost with every step you take, but you haven't seen a single ghost for seven days in a row.
Isn’t this a bit outrageous?
Hearing what Kong Hai said, Su Changyu couldn't help but be surprised.
Yes.
For seven consecutive days, not a single resentful spirit was seen.
Is this still the Linhe Ghost Grave?
Where are the ghosts?
Are they all dead?
"What do you think, Master?"
Su Changyu asked calmly.
"I suspect that the ghost tomb may have spawned a new ghost king who swallowed up all these evil ghosts."
Kūkai said this.
Ghost King?
Su Changyu's face changed.
But before he could open his mouth.
Suddenly, an extremely miserable voice was heard.
"Help!!! Help!!!"
The voice sounded, and two figures appeared.
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"Help! Someone is killing ghosts!"
As a burst of crying and shouting sounded, Su Changyu and Kong Hai couldn't help but look into the distance.
A ghostly figure appeared.
He ran towards the two of them in a panic.
And behind him was a familiar figure chasing after him.
It’s Ye Ping!
Su Changyu's eyes widened.
Su Changyu had been panicking after searching for Ye Ping for seven days without success. But now that he saw that Ye Ping was safe and sound, Su Changyu's heart was finally at ease.
But...why is my fellow apprentice chasing a ghost?
"Fellow Daoist, don't be afraid. It will only hurt for a while, and then you can be reincarnated. It's worth it."
Ye Ping's voice rang out, and he chased after him.
Then a golden light shot out, and the ghost cultivator let out an even more miserable cry on the spot.
"Savior of the golden light?"
As Ye Ping displayed the golden light of salvation, Kong Hai in the distance was completely stunned.
The golden light of salvation?
How could he possibly have the golden light of salvation?
Am I dazzled?
Kūkai was dumbfounded.
It’s not that he had never seen the golden light of salvation, but he had never seen such a young person possessing the golden light of salvation.
In the distance, the ghost cultivator who was hit by the golden light of salvation made a miserable sound, and then in the blink of an eye, he turned into a white light and disappeared on the spot.
After dealing with the last ghost cultivator, Ye Ping couldn't help but smile.
But soon, with the appearance of Su Changyu, Ye Ping was surprised. He didn't expect to meet his senior brother here.
"Big Brother! You are here too."
When Ye Ping saw Su Changyu, he ran towards him, his eyes full of joy.
"Junior brother, where have you been these days? Don't you know that I am worried about you?"
Seeing Ye Ping was safe and sound, Su Changyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If anything happened to Ye Ping, he would have a hard time explaining himself.
