Chapter 1393 Onlookers Are at Risk!

"My master has lived in seclusion in Wu Nan for a hundred years. The first time he set foot in the Central Plains, he wanted to make his own name in the Daqian cultivation world and try his sword. Naturally, he would not refuse."

Li Yao said coldly, "However, along the way, the master resisted the killing intent and never made a move. He just wanted to find someone worth fighting!"

"You are not worth my shot!"

Jie Xinghuo laughed angrily: "Haha, hahahaha, I didn't expect the monk Wuman to have such a sharp tongue besides dancing snakes and miasma, but I don't know if your sword is as sharp as your tongue! "

Li Yao narrowed his eyes, and said in a dark voice: "Okay, okay, okay, since Fellow Daoist Xie wants to die, I am naturally willing to be beautiful, but one soldier like you is really not enough, what other brothers, masters, Best friends and the like, hurry up and invite them over, find ten or eight, and make a list of the death methods you want, one by one, and the master will keep them and let you get what you want!"

"you……"

Xie Xinghuo was so angry that his eyes were filled with gold stars.

"Not yet!"

Under Li Yao's eyes, two small green flames flickered again, shooting towards the depths of Xie Xinghuo's soul.

Playing prestige is all about showing prestige, but Li Yao didn't really want to go on a killing spree.

He killed countless people in his life, but he killed the people who deserved to be killed.

Punishment for words, murder in anger, this is not what a cultivator who grew up in a modern civilization and legal society should do.

Two green fires went straight into Jie Xinghuo's brain, and exploded with a "bang", causing Jie Xinghuo to tremble violently, and the world around him seemed to turn into a piece of green, like ghosts and monsters. Looking at Li Yao again, he seemed to be a man with a ferocious face Ghost King!

Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead, and only then did he realize that he had really offended a very difficult person, he let out an "ah" and settled on the spot.

Out of the corner of Li Yao's eyes, he caught sight of Ling Lanyin striding towards here with a few Ling Xiao swordsmen.

Apparently, the little girl was afraid that he would kill him if he didn't agree with each other, and even sought revenge from Ling Shandao afterwards, causing endless troubles.

Li Yao put it away when he saw it, shook his sleeves, turned and walked away.

This small dispute quickly spread around, many monks pointed at the two of them, and the name "Master Vulture" was also spread among many monks.

After Qi Zhongdao heard the words "Master Lingjiu", he once again cast a dignified and suspicious look at Li Yao.

This made Li Yao's evaluation of him lower by a notch.

Li Yao stared at Yan Liren. This dwarf Nascent Soul had finished calculating the sky, but turned his eyes to the monks present one by one. His eyes were still dazed, his lips were still trembling, ten thick and short Pointing fingers randomly, I don't know what to calculate.

This time, his eyes were cast on Li Yao.

However, the eyes of the two did not collide, but passed through each other lightly like two wisps of green smoke.

Li Yao could feel that Yan Liren didn't treat himself as a "person", but some kind of object, an obstacle on the sword-testing field.

Li Yao suddenly understood what Yan Liren was calculating in a daze.

He is calculating how many "obstacles" there are on the sword test field, and how much impact the size, distribution and positioning of these obstacles will have on the fighting!

"Yanliren is sure to win!"

Li Yao secretly thought in his heart, he can use Xiang Shang's head as a guarantee!

At this time, Ling Lan changed into a long purple gauze dress and walked gracefully to the "bull's eye" in the center of the sword trial arena.

Starting from the bull's-eye, the circles of rings on the ground all made a "humming" sound, releasing strong spiritual energy fluctuations.

"Seniors, fellow Taoists, welcome to the Longquan Conference held every five years by our sect!"

Ling Lan saluted one by one in all directions, and continued, "At each Longquan meeting, in addition to displaying various weapons and magic weapons that our school has refined in the past five years, we will also display some of the weapons that we have collected from various places in the ancient holy world. The prehistoric and rare treasures collected are for seniors and fellow Taoists to evaluate and study!"

"This year's Longquan Conference is even better than previous years, but three ancient spirit swords from the prehistoric era have been sacrificed!"

"The so-called famous swordsman of the ancients, before the sword was cast, the Chijin Mountain was broken for thousands of years, and tin came out of the mountain, and the Ruoye River was dried up for thousands of years, and copper came out of it! , the Emperor of Heaven installs charcoal, the swordsmith bears the order of the heavens, and spends ten years working hard with the gods! After the sword is completed, the gods will return to heaven, and the Chijin Mountain will be closed as before, and the river will rise again!"

"The three ancient spirit swords that our party has completed with the new sacrificial refinement may not be forged in such a miraculous way, but their sharpness is quite impressive!"

"For such an ancient sword, if you want to bring out its full strength, you must have two masters who are unparalleled in the world!"

"This time, our faction was honored to invite the Supreme Master of the Taixuan Dao, Master Zhengyi, to try the sword with the elder Yan Liren of our faction, and there are so many seniors and fellow Taoists to observe and emulate, which really makes our faction flourish. Hui, what an honor!"

Ling Lanyin's words aroused a "buzzing" sound, especially the cultivators on the side of Taixuan Dao, their faces became extremely ugly.

The first news they got was that the Ziji Sword Sect had recently completed a sacrificial sword of the Great Desolation, and it was going to compete with Qi Zhongdao's "Fantian Seal" with this sword.

Unexpectedly, the Ziji Sword Sect sacrificed not one ancient sword, but three!

However, competitions in the realm of comprehension are like this. Magical weapons are also part of strength. As long as you can carry them on your body, you can use as many magic weapons as you have. Holding a sword, that is also someone else's skill.

"Ziji Jianzong didn't let go for the benefit of clinging to his mouth, and really even took out the coffin."

Li Yao thought in his heart that he was looking forward to this competition more and more. What exactly are the so-called "Secret Sword of the Great Desolation" and "Fantian Seal"?

"The ancient spirit sword is extremely powerful, and the Fantian seal is the most precious treasure in the world. After colliding with each other, it is inevitable that some damage will be caused!"

Ling Lanyin continued, "Our faction has set up ten defensive restrictions on the sword test field. Seniors and fellow daoists, please do what you can and choose a place that suits you to watch the battle, so as to avoid unwarranted injuries!"

"Wave,!"

Accompanied by Ling Lanyin's words, the ten rings inlaid on the ground each sprang up spiritual energy shields to defend inwardly, like transparent eggshells, which were continuously placed on the sword testing ground.

Only then did Li Yao understand the meaning of the huge "archery target" on the ground.

The powerful dialogue between Qi Zhongdao and Yan Liren holding peerless magic weapons is of course huge and powerful. The shock waves from the two sides colliding fiercely, and the fragments splashed by the magic weapons may hurt others .

There are ten circles of archery targets on the ground. If you stand on the outermost side and watch the battle, you can get the protection of ten layers of defense restrictions. Even if there are magic weapon fragments that penetrate the ten layers of restrictions, they must be greatly weakened and weak.

Of course, if you think you are strong and you are not afraid of being affected by the duel between the two masters, you can stand inside.

The closer to the "bull's eye", the fewer layers of prohibition protection and the higher the risk factor.

Because the spiritual energy shield itself glows with colorful light waves, and also slightly distorts the surrounding space, the scene inside must be quite blurry through ten layers of colorful restrictions.

The more you stand inside, the clearer you can see, which is the same as buying tickets to watch a football game.

This is the time to test the strength and courage of the audience.

Relying on strong psychic power and advanced cultivation, those who want to clearly observe the contest between the two masters can naturally stand in the very center, close at hand.

If you're just here to join in the fun, for the sake of your own life, then stand back!

At the Longquan Conference in the past, there were also some tragedies that accidentally injured others. Many monks were familiar with this set of rules. When the circular arc-shaped defensive restrictions slowly rose, most of the cultivators retreated. .

Some people quit the third floor, some people quit the fifth and seventh floors, and some people retreated one floor at a time. Seeing that there were no friends around, they blushed and gritted their teeth and went forward two more floors.

Only 30 to 50 Nascent Soul-level masters, as well as the Jindan powerhouse who swollen their faces to make them fat, still stood at the innermost side, that is, they were unprotected and would be swept by the two masters at any time.

Li Yao was naturally one of them.

He folded his arms and stared at Yan Liren coldly, but turned a blind eye to the questioning eyes cast on him by those Nascent Soul monsters who were also in the "first circle" who had been famous for a long time.

Xie Xinghuo of Lingshan Road retreated three times, while looking for his close friends and elders of the teacher, while locking Li Yao's position.

When he saw that Li Yao was advancing instead of retreating and made it to the first lap, he couldn't help but gasped, and his teeth ached even more.

"Nephew Xie, why are you so panicked!"

A fat head and big ears, probably a super fat man who weighed three to five hundred catties, swayed the fat all over his body and arched to his side.

"Uncle Liao!"

Xie Xinghuo seemed to have grasped at the straw, and hastily bowed down deeply, gnashing his teeth and said, "Uncle Mingjian, just now the Wuman monk, Master Vulture, spoke so loudly that he not only insulted our Lingshan Road, but also insulted the reputation of Master Zhengyi." , and even our entire Dagan cultivation world has been ridiculed by him into disrepute!"

"What else did he say, let my nephew go find ten or eight masters and uncles, and go forward to die together, this, this is not even paying attention to Uncle Liao's 'Qishan Dao'!"

"Well, I naturally heard your conversation."

"Uncle Liao" said with a smile, two small eyes filled with fat, but there was a fierce murderous intent, "The frog at the bottom of the well who came out of Wu Nan's corner is so arrogant, it's ridiculous!"

"Where is this Fellow Vulture now? Hey, do you dare to stand on the first lap?"

"Uncle Liao" rolled his small eyes and laughed dumbly, "Could it be that he is really an ignorant lunatic who doesn't even know the power of the Longquan Conference! Let's see how he will behave in a short time!"

"Ding!"

The lingering sound of swords and swords clashing made the noise of everyone present gradually subside, but an unfathomable chilling air slowly spread.

All audiences stand in different circles.

Qi Zhongdao and Yan Liren, Tie Sheng and Jian Chi, slowly walked towards the "bull's eye" in the center of the sword test field!