Chapter 587 I Don't Have a Sword!

The Qingshan sword trial was held in the sword forest of Tianguang Peak as in previous years.

Ping Yongjia didn't have a sword, so naturally he couldn't control it, so he could only run.

A dust dragon left Xijianxi with grass clippings, and soon came to Tianguang Peak, and was stopped by someone.

That Tianguang Peak disciple wiped off the grass clippings on his face, spat on the ground a few more times, looked at Ping Yongjia and asked angrily, "Which peak are you from?"

Ping Yongjia didn't speak, more than ten sword strings emerged from between his fingers, weaving into an invisible sword net.

The disciple of Tianguang Peak was startled, and said: "It turns out to be the senior sister of Qingrong Peak, please come in."

Tianguang Peak is the main peak of Qingshan Mountain, but now he is a motherless child, and he dare not offend the other peaks too much, let alone this is the senior sister of Qingrong Peak.

The whole Qingshan knew that the master of Nanwang Peak claimed to be in seclusion, but he drank more alcohol than in previous years. He was obviously in a very bad mood, and it had been going on for several years.

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The sword forest is composed of hundreds of stone pillars, each stone pillar is more than a hundred feet high, looking slender like a sword, halfway into the clouds, full of murderous intent.

There are nine stone platforms between the cliffs opposite the sword forest, which are the seats of the elders of Jiufeng, and ordinary Qingshan disciples are scattered around the sword forest.

Ping Yongjia lowered his head and walked behind the senior sisters of Qingrong Peak. Not far behind was the disciple of Shiyue Peak. If he took a step back, he would be considered a disciple of Shiyue Peak, and if he stepped back, he would be regarded as a disciple of Qingrong Peak.

As for why the Tianguang Peak disciple and others mistook him for a woman, it was because he slept in Jianfeng for several years, and retreated in the cave for a year.

He felt that his choice was excellent, and when he was proud, he suddenly found a pair of feet appearing in his sight, and at the same time a calm and gentle voice sounded: "What are you doing here?"

He hadn't heard that voice for some years, but it was easy to recognize that it was Uncle Meili from Qingrong Peak.

He couldn't help crying inwardly, thinking that you are not sitting on the stone platform, what are you doing here where we ordinary disciples are?

Just when he was about to say that he was a disciple of Shiyue Peak, he suddenly heard Meili say, "Since you come here, it's good to see."

After saying this, Meili left in front of him, but did not go to the high platform, but stood in front of the disciples of Qingrong Peak.

Ping Yongjia was startled, but didn't think too much, because at this time the sword test meeting had already started.

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An extremely cold and stern sword light passed through the clouds and mist, chasing the flying sword in front.

The flying sword was not weak, and the place where it passed was thunderous, but there was nothing to do with the sword light behind it.

After brushing against each other several times, the two flying swords finally met in the sky above the stone forest, and there was only a click, as if lightning was born.

The stone pillars in the clouds were illuminated, looking extremely terrifying.

A figure fell from a stone pillar several miles away and was caught by the teacher. Blood spurted out, obviously seriously injured.

"Senior Brother Lei Yijing has improved his realm quite quickly over the years, so he is not the opponent's enemy with a sword?"

"You don't even look at who his opponent is. In just a few years, he has raised Feijian well. This kind of talent... I'm afraid the future Liangwang Peak will be headed by him."

Hearing the discussions of those Qingshan disciples, Ping Yongjia knew that the loser was Lei Yijing.

He remembered this name very clearly. Gu Qing specifically explained to him and Yuan Qu the attitude of the disciples from various peaks in Qingshan towards Master. Lei Yijing, Yao Songshan, and Lin Yingliang were all Master's staunch supporters.

Lei Yijing was covered in blood, supported by his junior brother Tongfeng, looking up at the clouds and mists, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

The clouds and mist gradually dispersed, and a beam of sword light fell below the stone forest.

Jian Ruyun put away the flying sword, and walked in front of Lei Yijing.

Back then, he was one of the strongest disciples of Liangwang Peak. In the past few years, he practiced painstakingly in Yunxing Peak. He not only repaired the flying sword that was chopped off by Zhuo Rusui, but also repaired the injuries in his body.

Some Qingshan disciples are even discussing who is stronger, he or Guo Nanshan.

Jian Ruyun looked at Lei Yijing and said indifferently: "Is it useful to kowtow every year?"

This is about the fact that from the second year, Lei Yijing and other Qingshan disciples would go to Jingyuan to kowtow to Jing Jiu every year.

Lei Yijing knew that his skills were inferior to others, and arguing with the other party was just self-defeating, and it would even make Jingyuan ugly, so he wiped off the blood on his body in silence, without saying a word.

He didn't speak, but his master was a little displeased, thinking to Jian Ruyun that your realm strength is far above my apprentice, why do you have to strike so hard, and said in a deep voice: "Cultivation is not a temporary thing, as long as the sword is in the heart, it will always be useful."

Jian Ruyun shook her head, and said with a blank expression: "If you want to regard the sword demon as Zhengshuo, then you are on the wrong path. The more you cultivate, the worse it will be. What's the use? Do you really think that there is an innate invisible sword body in the world?"

The Qingshan disciples around the sword forest fell silent when they heard this sentence.

Ping Yongjia raised his head, raised his hat slightly, and glanced at this person.

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Lei Yijing was helped down, Yao Songshan, including those young disciples who were heart-to-heart to Jingyuan, thought they were not Jian Ruyun's opponent, so they could only remain silent.

Jian Ruyun didn't say anything more, she put away her sword and walked back to Yunxing Peak.

For some unknown reason, he didn't go to the high platform where the Liangwang Peak disciples were.

Now there are more and more young Qingshan disciples who are interested in Jingyuan, but no one in Qingshan Nine Peaks has mentioned this matter, because it may involve the Qingshan Chamber, and this is something that all Qingshan disciples do not want to see.

Seeing that Lei Yijing and Jian Ruyun did not continue to confront each other, many people, including the elders, breathed a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, a somewhat arrogant and indifferent voice sounded: "Senior Brother Jian is very true."

A young disciple with a cold and proud expression walked into the arena. Everyone knew that he was Fang Xingwai, a disciple of Xilai Peak, and it was said that he was a disciple of the Fang family.

Fang Xingwai looked around at those Qingshan disciples, and said, "Devious ways won't work, who will fight me?"

Even if he is really someone from Fang Jingtian, it is impossible to scare all Qingshan disciples. What's more, his words were obviously mocking Lei Yijing and those disciples who were interested in Jingyuan. There was an uproar in the audience, and many people were about to appear on the stage.

Yao Songshan originally thought that he had participated in the Meihui, so he didn't plan to leave the stage again, but he couldn't help hearing these words.

But he forgot that Lei Yijing was forced out of the same situation before.

Ping Yongjia listened to the discussions of Qing Rongfeng's senior sisters, and knowing the identity of this person, she looked at him with a somewhat unkind gaze.

When he came down from Yunxing Peak last year, he heard from those fellow sects what happened at the master ceremony, and he knew that Fang Jingtian, the former peak master, had reached the sky, and that this person was the culprit who imprisoned Master and others in Shenmo Peak... no, the culprit who drove them out of Qingshan!

This person is a disciple of Xilai Peak, and even a disciple of the Fang family. Of course he wants to go out and mess with him, and he wants to leave Qingshan in the name of participating in the Meihui.

The problem is that he... doesn't have a sword, and has never fought before. He doesn't know how to fight at all, so he is really guilty.

Just when Ping Yongjia was hesitating, more than ten disciples including Yao Songshan had already stepped forward, ready to challenge Fang Xingwai.

Looking at this scene, instead of being afraid, Fang Xingwai raised his eyebrows even higher, appearing extremely confident.

At this time, Meili suddenly said: "Leave us to Qingrong Peak for this round."

Meili is the elder of Qingrong Peak, who has been teaching new disciples in Xijiange for decades. Like Lin Wuzhi, she is highly respected by her peers. Seeing that it was her who spoke, Yao Songshan and the others did not dare to fight, and retreated one after another. It was just a little surprised.

Countless eyes fell on the female disciples of Qingrong Peak who were on Meili, guess who will fight next?

Meili turned around and looked at the disciple wearing a hat at the end of the crowd, and said, "Then...it's you."

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Ping Yongjia was extremely nervous.

He really had never fought, let alone fought with a flying sword, and he didn't even have a sword!

Standing on the top of the tall stone pillar, looking at the opponent in the distance, he felt his lips were a little dry and his hands were trembling slightly.

Fang Xingwai saw that this junior sister did not have a sword in his hand, and knew that the other party had already advanced to the Wuzhang realm, but he seemed inexperienced, and he was quite frightened, so he couldn't help feeling sorry for him, and said, "Junior sister, use your sword first."

Ping Yongjia thought to himself that he didn't have a sword, so how could he get out, so he shook his head.

Fang Xingwai was in a slightly different mood, but he didn't think too much about it, and said, "Then I'll offend you."

When the words fell, a bright sword light illuminated the mist above the stone pillar, and accompanied by the shrill sound of piercing through the air, the flying sword instantly crossed a distance of more than a hundred feet, came to Ping Yongjia's body, and slashed towards his hat.

No matter how much the Qingshan disciples pay attention to demeanor, they will never give in when fighting with swords. This is the respect for themselves and their opponents. The same is true for Fang Xingwai. His attack is the most difficult to defend against in the Seven Plum Sword Art, but the choice of where the sword falls is obviously kinder.

Feijian's castration was extremely fast, but the way of the sword was strange and unpredictable. On the high platform of Xilai Peak, Fang Jingtian remained silent, while the other elders smiled and were quite satisfied. On the high platform of Yunxing Peak not far away, Fu Wang even praised him.

Ping Yongjia didn't know how to react, he was stunned for a while, and then found that the opponent's flying sword came in front of his eyes.

He was not scared to fall off the stone pillar. This was also due to his experience at Shenmo Peak. At that time, he had already replaced Yuan Qu's role, guarding the stream, talking to the old horse while waiting for Zhao Layue to strike the stone with his sword.

He didn't know how many times he saw that bloody sword light.

Compared with Firth Sword, Fang Xingwai's sword is like a pearl of rice, no, rice grain.

But Ping Yongjia didn't know how to deal with this sword, he had already learned the unprovoked swordsmanship, the problem was that he didn't have a sword!

He suddenly remembered a past incident that Senior Brother Gu Qing had said, subconsciously raised his hands and grabbed the flying sword.

Looking at this scene, many people thought that he was out of control and forgot to draw the sword, and couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation, thinking that they would see the scene of a severed hand and bleeding in the next moment, and those Qingrongfeng senior sisters even cried out in worry.

No one expected that as Ping Yongjia seemed to stretch out his hands in a panic, Fang Xingwai's flying sword stopped in front of the hat, unable to move forward an inch, even the bright sword light became much dimmer!

Everyone could feel the sword intent emanating from Ping Yongjia's fingers.

"Shuo Qingqiu?"

An elder from Xilai Peak stood up in surprise, looked at the top of the stone pillar and said.