Chapter 460 The Black-Robed Man Falls, the Rising Stars?

Although the black-robed man was somewhat unwilling, he had to accept the fact at this point.

He knew that he had no way out. If he wanted to survive, he could only try his best to see if he could kill the shadow guard leader in front of him.

Thinking of this, he began to circulate the huge blood and qi in his body again, and even some of the blood and qi that were originally hidden in various parts of his body were gradually mobilized by him.

As the blood and qi gradually circulated, the black sword in his hand gradually exuded a bit of sharp breath.

"Take my sword"

The black-robed man shouted in a low voice, and then the black sword in his hand also whistled towards the figure with a more fierce attack.

The sword qi and blood and qi were crisscrossed, and seemed to be mixed with an unstoppable terrifying state of mind.

And the figure seemed to feel the sharp meaning of the black-robed man's sword qi, and his palm trembled slightly, and a thin sword appeared in his hand.

The thin sword flew across the sky, as if it had absorbed all the energy and blood between heaven and earth.

"If that's all"

"Your life will end."

After he murmured in a low voice, the thin sword in the hand of the figure directly attacked the whistling sword energy of the black-robed man with a more fierce attack.

The energy and blood of both sides collided with the sword energy, making a deafening sound.

After a long time, when the two sword energies gradually dissipated, the tip of the thin sword in the hand of the figure was still against the throat of the black-robed man.

Although it was only the tip of the thin sword, the sharp sword energy still cut the flesh of the black-robed man's throat.

Blood flowed out, making the black-robed man feel a burning pain in his neck.

"Are you one of the three leaders of the Shadow Guard?"

The black-robed man looked at the figure in front of him and asked with a frown.

Although he was somewhat unwilling, the fact was already like this, and he had to accept it.

The shadow guard leader in black did not answer.

He looked at the black-robed man in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

This black-robed man gave him a feeling that something was wrong.

Although his cultivation was only at the initial stage of the Transcendent Realm, the blood and qi power mixed with a little spiritual power in his body seemed to be a little different from other early stage Transcendent Realm cultivators.

He couldn't tell exactly where it was different.

However, this did not prevent him from killing the black-robed man in front of him.

After all, his mission this time was to kill the target.

Thinking of this, his palm trembled slightly, and the thin sword directly pierced the throat of the black-robed man.

Blood gushed out, and in just a few breaths, the black-robed man had no breath.

After a long time, he pulled the thin sword out of the black-robed man.

After doing all this, he turned around and left.

As he left, this area was soon discovered by some patrolling monks from Wei Qingcheng.

When they arrived here, they only saw blood all over the ground and the body of a black-robed man who had no breath.

That night, in the temporary residence of the shadow guards.

"The mission is completed, the target has been killed." A figure said lightly.

He stood by the campfire, wearing a black mask on his face and a black tights. He was the shadow guard who had completed the mission.

"Well done." Another figure said lightly by the campfire.

He also wore a black mask and a black tights, but his figure was much more burly than the previous man.

"It's just a little strange." The previous figure said, "Although the target is only in the early stage of the mortal transformation, there is something wrong with the blood and spiritual power in his body."

"Wrong?" The burly shadow guard said lightly, "Why is it wrong?"

"I can't tell, but I just feel that it is a little different from other mortal monks in the early stage of the mortal transformation." The previous figure said.

"Not quite the same?" The burly shadow guard frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Forget it, no matter what's wrong with him, it has nothing to do with us. Our mission this time is to kill him. Now that the mission has been completed, other things have nothing to do with us."

"Yeah." The figure nodded and said, "Indeed."

As he said this, he looked at the bonfire again.

And as he looked at the bonfire, his brows wrinkled slightly.

He always felt that something seemed to be wrong.

But he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

In a blink of an eye, another day passed.

On this day, a piece of news suddenly came out in Weiqing City, which made the whole Weiqing City boil.

That is, the annual Qingyun Ranking Competition will be launched in half a month.

Qingyun Ranking is a ranking list of outstanding young practitioners in Weiqing City. All cultivators who have reached the level of bone refining or above can participate.

If you can stand out in the Qingyun Ranking Competition, you will be able to receive rewards from the City Lord's Mansion, and there is even a chance to get some other precious items.

Over the years, it is precisely because of the rewards from the City Lord's Mansion that the Qingyun Ranking Competition has attracted more and more cultivators to participate.

And in this Qingyun Ranking Tournament, some nearby sect forces suddenly came to visit.

Therefore, this year's Qingyun Ranking Tournament will be more grand and grand than in previous years.

And as the news spread, the entire Wei Qingcheng was completely boiling.

Major restaurants, inns and other places are full almost every day.

Everyone is discussing this Qingyun Ranking Tournament.

After all, this is a great opportunity to make a name for yourself.

If you can become famous in one battle, you will be able to rise to prominence and attract everyone's attention and pursuit.

Thinking like this, everyone is gearing up and preparing to show off their skills in that Qingyun Ranking Competition.

In such an atmosphere, almost all the inns in Weiqing City were packed.

In desperation, some foreign monks had no choice but to camp.

In this atmosphere, some businesses in Weiqing City also took the opportunity to raise prices.

For a time, the entire Wei Qingcheng was almost immersed in the atmosphere of the upcoming Qingyun Ranking Tournament.

After a few days like this, I found myself by the window on the third floor of a certain inn.

In a relatively quiet corner, a young man sat.

The young man is wearing a light blue robe, has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and is quite handsome.

He held a long sword in his hand and wiped it gently.

Opposite him was a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is burly, with a big beard, and looks quite rugged.

"If I remember correctly, you have entered the Qingyun Ranking Tournament for three consecutive years, right?" The burly middle-aged man looked at the young man opposite and said calmly.

"Yeah." The young man nodded and said, "It's just a fluke."

"Are you planning to participate in this Qingyun Ranking Tournament?" the burly middle-aged man asked again.

"Of course." The young man nodded and said, "My goal this time is to hit the top ten."

"Top ten?" The burly middle-aged man frowned and said, "It's a bit difficult."

"It is indeed somewhat difficult." The young man nodded and said, "But it is not impossible to do it."

Saying this, he began to wipe the sword in his hand again.

With that serious look, it seemed that in his eyes, this long sword was more important than anything else.

And next to these two people.

He was wearing a low-key robe.

The young man with a special spiritual sword tied around his waist was sitting silently at a wine table at this moment.

While drinking and eating in silence, I quietly listened to the words of those around me.

And this young man looks a little immature.

They came from the clan members of the Luo family, the overlord of Bluestone City, near Wei Qing City.

His name is Luo Ze.

And the reason why Luo Ze came to this so-called Wei Qing City this time.

The main reason is because

Luo Yao beside him.

Just a few days ago, Luo Yao, the young head of the Luo family, said that he came to Wei Qingcheng to do something.

Therefore, he brought out Luo Ze, who had almost never left the Luo family land.

While seeing the world, get a little experience.

This is still very important for a swordsman monk like Luo Ze.

When he heard that the Qingyun Ranking Tournament was about to begin, Luo Ze felt a little excited.

It's not that the Qingyun List is very important to him, but

He wanted to see how big the gap was between himself and these so-called young talents.

Thinking like this, he also looked at the young man in light blue robes with some curiosity.

He wanted to know what was so special about this monk who had been able to enter the Qingyun Ranking Competition for three consecutive years.

Thinking like this, he looked towards the table next door again.

At the same time, he also began to pay attention to the burly young man at the next table.

This burly middle-aged man seemed to be a monk, and his cultivation was in the realm of perfect bone refining.

He seemed to know the young man in light blue robes, and they chatted a lot.

As time went by, this young man in light blue robe gradually attracted Luo Ze's attention.

Because, he found that this young man seemed to have an unusual aura.

That was not the breath of cultivation, but a breath that he was familiar with.

Sword repair!

Yes, it’s swordsmanship.

This young man in light blue robe is a swordsman!

When Luo Ze discovered this, he began to observe every move of this young man with full concentration.

As he observed, he discovered that this young man's swordsmanship seemed to be quite strong.

When the other party was wiping the sword, every movement seemed so natural and harmonious.

It feels like one is integrated with the sword.

Thinking like this, the anticipation in Luo Ze's eyes couldn't help but gradually become a little stronger.

Sword cultivator, this is a profession that pays great attention to talent.

If you don't have enough talent, it will be difficult to become a top swordsman.

Although Luo Ze is also a swordsman, his swordsmanship talent is not very good.

At least, compared to some of the most talented practitioners, he is far inferior.

Thinking like this, he began to observe this young man silently again.

In the blink of an eye, a few more days passed.

In the City Lord's Mansion, on a huge square.

At this moment, the wide square was already crowded with people.

Almost all the cultivators from various sects gathered here, and even some mortals nearby came to join in the fun.

After all, this was the day when the Qingyun Ranking Tournament was about to begin.

With this in mind, everyone looked up at the high competition platform.

Soon, figures jumped onto the competition platform one after another.

All of these figures were influential figures on the Qingyun Ranking, and some of them were very powerful.

With the appearance of these people, the cultivators below began to whisper.

They were all discussing the strength of these people and who would win the final victory in this competition.

With this in mind, the whole square was filled with noise.

In this atmosphere, the competition on the high platform was about to begin.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

A majestic voice suddenly sounded on the square.

As this voice sounded, the whole square gradually quieted down.

Everyone looked up at the high platform.

There, there was a middle-aged man in brocade standing with his hands behind his back.

His eyes swept down and finally stopped at one place.

"I am the lord of Weiqing City, Wei Wuji!" He said lightly, "Today's Qingyun Ranking Competition is hosted by me!"

As his voice fell, the whole square was filled with respectful voices.

As the lord of a city, Wei Wuji's strength has reached the late stage of blood refining.

With such strength, looking at the entire territory centered on the Luo family of Qingshi City, it can be regarded as a good strength.

Thinking of this, everyone was full of awe for Wei Wuji.

In this atmosphere, Wei Wuji looked at the people on the high platform again and said, "You are all elites on the Qingyun List, so this competition is very important to all of you."

Speaking of this, he looked at the people on the high platform again and said lightly, "Let's start."

As his voice fell, the whole square fell into a noisy sound again.

In this atmosphere, the competition on the high platform also officially began.

As Wei Wuji, the current city lord of Weiqing City, whose cultivation has reached the late stage of blood refining, spoke.

Suddenly, a burst of noise broke out at the scene.

And on the arena specially used for fighting.

At this moment, there is already a strong man who looks like he is already in his thirties or forties, but his bone age is only in his twenties. He has already stood on the fighting arena.