Chapter 1043

Monk Yuan Wu's heart sank when he saw Li Feng's dagger stabbing towards his chest. He knew that if he did not pull out his wooden stick, he would not be able to block the attack. However, Li Feng was still holding the spear in his right hand and he was still holding the spear tip. If he pulled out his wooden stick, he would still be stabbed by the spear tip.

Therefore, Monk Yuan Wu made up his mind. With one hand holding the wooden stick, he pulled out his other hand and leaned forward. Facing Li Feng's incoming momentum, he grabbed Li Feng's dagger with his bare hand.

Li Feng's attack was very fast. He did not expect Kong Wu to be so reckless. He was stunned. Just as he was hesitating, Kong Wu's hand grabbed the dagger. Immediately, the sharp blade cut Kong Wu's palm and blood dripped down the dagger.

"Ah!"

Although the monks of the Dalin Temple were calm, they all exclaimed. Even Abbot Changsheng, who was watching from afar, was stunned. "Amitabha. It's not good to have too much anger!"

"Haha, you old monk. This brave monk is bleeding for the sake of the Dalin Temple's reputation. How can you say that?

I like it. If you don't want it, you can give it to the Tenryū Sect! "Garuda laughed.

"The Dalin Temple's reputation is not something that can be determined by this Sword Competition. Even if he loses, what can he do?" Elder Changsheng shook his head.

Alliance Master Zhang San's face was livid. Kong Wu was just a junior disciple of the Dalin Temple, but he had such a strong disciple. He was able to tie with the outstanding disciple he had selected in such a short time!

This was something he had not expected.

At this moment, a voice shouted, "Time's up. Li Feng from the Alliance of Righteous Sects and Yuan Wu from the Dalin Temple are both eliminated!"

Li Feng was anxious when he heard this. When he looked again, the arena was already as high as the ground!

This Sword Discourse was considered to be over!

"Sigh!"

Li Feng put away his dagger and spear and smiled bitterly. "Little monk, you … really wanted it. I admit defeat!"

Yuan Wu endured the pain and clasped his hands together. The blood flowed down his wrist. He forced a smile and said, "Thank you for showing mercy, benefactor!"

Li Feng shook his head helplessly as he looked at the high platform. Alliance Master Zhang San's ashen face had disappeared and was replaced by a smile!

"Thump!" Li Feng was startled. He knew that Alliance Master Zhang … was beyond furious!

But what could he do?

With the Righteous Alliance's Li Feng as an example, in the future, no one dared to hold back in the Sword Conference. As long as they went on stage, they would all use their ultimate moves, afraid that they would be eliminated because of the delay.

The monks of the Dalin Temple, on the other hand, seemed to have received instructions from the Great Master Chang Geng. They no longer fought as fiercely as Yuan Wu. Whenever there was a slightly dangerous move, they would immediately withdraw. If the opponent forced them, they would immediately jump off the ring and admit defeat.

But even so, under the mercy of the Incense Cult and the Dalin Temple, when the winners of the last eight rings were determined, except for the disciples of the Five Great Sects, the disciples of the other sects were all eliminated!

Of course, even though these disciples had been eliminated, they were still able to exchange blows with the experts of the Five Great Sects under a situation where their lives were not in danger. This was extremely beneficial to their cultivation of the Martial Dao. This was probably even more precious than the Jade Restoration Pill. Therefore, even though they had been knocked out of the arena, their faces were still flushed red and they were in high spirits. There was absolutely no dejection!

The eight disciples of the Five Great Sects were: Xia Qing and Hu Ben from the Incense Cult; Liang Cangxu, He Xu, and Chen Yang from Between the Clouds and the Water; Yuan Tong from the Dalin Temple; Qin Shiyue from the Tenryū Sect; and Wu Shanghong from the Righteous Alliance!

In terms of the number of disciples, Between the Clouds and the Water, who went all out and sent out a strong lineup, had three disciples who won. Similarly, the Righteous Alliance, who were determined to win, only had one disciple. The strength of the two sects could be seen from this.

As for Xia Qing, as an inner disciple, of course her martial arts were much better than the average disciple. It was very normal for her to win!

When the list of the eight people came out, four of the eight arenas were retracted into the ground. The supervising disciples of the Fragrant Religion sent the list of the eight people into the small holes in the arenas. Not long after, on the light screen of the four arenas, two lines of big words appeared:

Xia Qing from the Incense Cult; Qin Shiyue from the Tenryū Sect;

Hu Ben from the Incense Cult; He Xu from Between the Clouds and the Water;

Yuan Tong from the Dalin Temple; Liang Cangxu from Between the Clouds and the Water;

Wu Shanghong from the Righteous Alliance; Chen Yang from Between the Clouds and the Water.

The crowd was in an uproar. Judging from the performance in the Sword Competition Arena just now, Xia Qing's martial arts were very high. She easily won several times. The same was true for Qin Shiyue from the Tenryū Sect. Her flexible sword was like a snake, and it was difficult for her opponent to resist. Everyone thought that these two would meet in the end. Unexpectedly, they met at the beginning of the competition!

For a time, many people surrounded the two rings, wanting to see the battle between the peak of martial arts.

They saw Xia Qing look at her name. Her expression didn't change at all. She used her Qing Gong from the Tenryū Sect and floated onto the ring. Qin Shiyue from the Tenryū Sect was also very elegant. She waved her flexible sword like a folding fan in her hand. She took a step and stepped onto the ring as if she was climbing a very low flight of stairs!

"Good ~" Everyone applauded. They were all discerning people. Naturally, they knew that the two's Qing Gong was not ordinary. If it was purely a competition of Qing Gong, Qin Shiyue was slightly better than Xia Qing!

"Miss, look at your hand. It's much higher than the others. As far as I know, Li Huo Temple … doesn't seem to have a female disciple with such high martial arts, right?" Qin Shiyue asked with a smile.

Xia Qing didn't pay attention to him. She waved her flexible sword and said coldly, "If you think you're not a match for me, you should get off the ring as soon as possible. You're saving face for the Tenryū Sect, and also leaving room for both of our sects. Why are you being so long-winded again?"

Qin Shiyue was furious and said, "You little girl, I'm just afraid of hurting you. I just want to give you a few words of advice …"

Without waiting for Qin Shiyue to finish, Xia Qing waved her hand. Her flexible sword was also like a dragon exploring the sea. "Oh, little girl, you're really vicious!"

Qin Shiyue said, but his hands didn't stop. He used his internal force and waved it. His flexible sword straightened like an ordinary long sword. With a "chi" sound, it met Xia Qing's attack …

Both of them were from famous sects and were well-known figures in their own sects. Their swordsmanship, moves, and mastery of their internal energy were not far apart. They were evenly matched and had met their match. After fighting for half an incense stick's worth of time, the two soft swords had not clashed. Everyone below the ring was dumbfounded. Everyone was calculating in their hearts. If they were in the ring right now, how many moves could they withstand?

As time passed, the ring fell little by little. Xia Qing felt that something was wrong. She clenched her teeth and jumped into the air. She shook her flexible sword and slashed it down.

"Haha," Qin Shiyue laughed. Wasn't this the move he usually used?

So, he shook his flexible sword and spun it forward, wanting to entangle Xia Qing's flexible sword.

Unexpectedly, just as the two soft swords were about to touch each other, an inch-long faint red light suddenly flashed from Qin Shiyue's soft sword. With a soft sound, the faint red light hit the tip of Qin Shiyue's soft sword, and the tip of the sword, which was about the length of four fingers, fell!

"Sword light?"

Qin Shiyue gasped and almost cried out. At this time, there were people below the ring who knew what was good for him. Suddenly, the whole ring was noisy, and everyone was amazed!

Xia Qing's face was slightly proud. The inch-long sword light on her flexible sword was expanding and contracting, and a red light was moving up and down her flexible sword.

On the other hand, Qin Shiyue frowned and looked a little nervous.

Although Qin Shiyue was a disciple of the Tenryū Sect's Garuda, Garuda was best at qinggong. Therefore, Qin Shiyue was not as proficient in internal strength as Xia Qing. When he saw that the tip of his flexible sword had been chopped off, he knew that he might not be a match for Xia Qing in martial arts. So, he frowned and took back his flexible sword. He reached into his pocket and took out a foot-long thing that looked like an antler!

That thing was shaped like an antler and was completely black. It was impossible to tell what material it was made of.

Seeing this, Xia Qing didn't hold back and swung her sword again. Qin Shiyue raised his weapon to meet it while chanting. With a "chi la" sound, like the sound of a torch being thrown into cold water, the inch-long sword light on Xia Qing's flexible sword immediately shrank when it touched the weapon!

"Ah?" Xia Qing's face was full of horror and she unconsciously took a few steps back.

Qin Shiyue grinned maliciously and followed up. She waved her antlers and displayed a strange move, forcing Xia Qing to be overwhelmed. She accidentally touched it again, and the sword aura shrunk a little.

As a result, the sword light on Xia Qing's flexible sword had disappeared, and Qin Shiyue became braver and braver as he fought!

He stretched out his hand and the weapon went straight for Xia Qing's throat. Xia Qing seemed to have something wrong with her heart. She covered her heart with her left hand and wanted to block the antler with the flexible sword in her right hand. However, she was afraid that the antler would break the flexible sword. She had no choice but to roll the flexible sword and stab it under the antler towards Qin Shiyue's chest. The flexible sword was very fast, and seemed to have the idea of besieging Wei to save Zhao.

"Go down!"

Qin Shiyue shouted and threw out the antler in his hand. At this time, his antler was only about four inches away from Xia Qing's throat, and the flexible sword was more than a foot away from him. In any case, it was impossible for Xia Qing to stab it first!

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred. A faint brilliance flashed out from Xia Qing's chest, and a faint light shield blocked in front of Qin Shiyue's antler. With a soft "poof", the light shield blocked the antler, and the antler couldn't move an inch further!

"Jade talisman?"

Qin Shiyue cried out and immediately tried to use his hand to knock the soft sword away. Who would have thought that before he could use his antlers, another sword light would appear on Xia Qing's soft sword. Although this sword light was much dimmer than before, it was still able to hit Qin Shiyue's major acupuncture point at a distance of three inches!

Seeing that the flexible sword had succeeded, Xia Qing floated up and kicked Qin Shiyue's chest, kicking him out of the ring with a "pa" sound!

At this time, the time limit for burning a stick of incense was up, and the ring had just fallen to the ground!

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