"Two feet two feet three inches!"

Yan Yi's voice trembled, and it sounded a little vague.

"It's really the first one!"

"I am worthy of being a Shushan Sword Cultivator, I am really too strong!"

"If I could purify it with her, it would be worth it for me to come this time!"

The crowd suddenly exploded, and cheers came one after another, as if everyone was counting on Miao Yue to win, and she was what everyone expected.

Miao Yue stood calmly, with a hint of regret in her slightly closed eyes.

Jing Tianshan whispered, "Is Miao Yue the sword cultivator who is determined?"

"It should be, I guessed wrongly before."

Xu Ran seemed to be thinking, "When he announced just now, Le Yinan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and his whole body became much calmer. It seems that the first one she got was what Le Yinan hoped to see. It seems that the relationship between Shushan and the Holy Fire Sect will ease a lot. At this Immortal Court Conference, the Holy Fire Sect may be able to get the support of Shushan."

Ou Ting said slowly, "Then was Le Yinan intentionally able to break through such a deep position?"

Xu Ran paused, "I can't see through Miao Yue's sword intent, I can't be sure, but I think the gap between Miao Yue, Qi Tian and Zhan Duan is not that big. Qinggang Hand is already a powerful attack method contained in the fairy world, surpassing many laws. Even if Miao Yue is protected by a saint, she will not be as strong as Zhan Duan. Brother Zhou, what do you think?"

Zhou Shu calmed down, "It should be right, Caiying is not ready yet?"

Xu Ran shook her head, "She hasn't spoken yet."

Ou Ting looked at Zhou Shu and smiled, "You are so concerned, don't worry, I believe she can get the top three."

"The one who didn't believe her the most before seemed to be you, Mr. Ou."

Zhou Shu smiled. His mood was indeed a little confused, but it was not his original intention. He felt that he was restricted and felt that he was not very comfortable. He also understood some cause and effect, but it was too far behind Buwang. Cause and effect were mutually incompatible. Whenever he tried to break through the current limit, stronger restrictions would inevitably appear. In this way, it would never be able to break through.

I am used to living an omnipotent life, and now I cannot clearly sense the surroundings and cannot use my soul and consciousness at will. It is really terrible.

Buwang, this old guy...

Ou Ting paused and stroked his beard, "That's right, it's different when I go to the stage. I have no other choice except to believe her."

The walls on the field have long been restored, but the remaining two sword cultivators have not taken action for a long time.

Yan Yi said in a righteous voice, "Please, please hurry up!"

"It's so dragging, not like a sword cultivator at all!"

"That's right, let's go through the competition earlier. Do you still expect to surpass Miao Yue in Shushan?"

"Haha, I think they are only a few inches and a few minutes ahead of them, so I don't want to make a fool of myself anymore."

"Then let's just admit defeat, we can see the purification as soon as possible."

Not only Yan Yi, but others also started to make excuses.

Caiying was still thinking, and seemed to have not heard it at all. The other Tang Liu was trembling with anger and his face turned red. If it weren't for being on the stage, he would probably have come out to scold him.

After a while, Yan Yi couldn't help it and urged him again, "Two, if you continue like this, you will be disqualified!"

"I'm here! I'm just talking nonsense!"

Tang Liu responded and strode to the edge of the platform.

A messy beard, and the hair was twisted together, as if it hadn't been cleaned for hundreds of years. His lips kept moving and cursing, he glanced at the sword cultivator around him from time to time, with a very hatred in his eyes.

Several sword cultivators looked at him with disdain, and some turned their heads and were ashamed to join him.

Tang Liu snorted and slowly took out a sword. The blue-white sword seemed to have some rust spots hanging on it, and the sword light seemed dim. He raised the sword and danced up and down, the speed became faster and faster, and the sword light became denser and denser, which seemed to be full of power, but it also attracted more ridicule.

"Is this a sword cultivator?"

"I haven't heard of a sword cultivator playing with a fancy air... No wonder the Tang family has not been able to produce talents for so many years."

"Is this the so-called rainstorm sword? It's so funny."

Not only the onlookers began to mock them, some sword cultivators couldn't help it. Zhan Duan, who had always been calm and composed, showed a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yan Yi on the field couldn't help but shake his head, unable to hide his contempt. Le Yinan, who was beside him, closed his eyes, as if he had no eyes to see it.

Xu Ran looked at it very seriously and said slowly, "Tang Liu also concealed his strength."

Zhou Shu seemed to be thinking, "What?"

Xu Ran is probably the only person present who is not restricted by formations and has a strong sense of eighth sense. Of course, what he said is extremely important.

Xu Ran paused, "I thought he could only control the sword intent of thousands of heavy rainstorms, but now it seems that there are at least 30,000 to 50,000, and it is still growing."

Jing Tianshan said unconsciously, "But this is too long. If the fight really starts, who would let him accumulate sword intent like this?"

"Yes, but it's very suitable in this environment. You're not afraid of being beaten, just attack with all your strength."

Xu Ran said in a gentle voice, "The rainstorm sword intent is a special sword intent with the longer the brewing time and the greater the power. Of course, the longer the time, the greater the control difficulty. We must find a good balance point. At present, it seems that Tang Liu has no sign of collapse. If this continues, the sword intent he will eventually emit may reach 80,000 or even more."

Jing Tianshan understood something, "So, he has the ability to challenge Miao Yue."

"The chances are slim, I'm not optimistic."

Xu Ran smiled and shook his head, "Although Tang Liu concealed his strength, he still couldn't compare with Miao Yue. Even if this method is very helpful to him, it is impossible to reach two feet. There is a big gap in strength. Moreover, the advantage of the sword intent of the rainstorm is that it is scattered rather than concentrated. If you have to break the wall, you can still concentrate a little."

At this time, Tang Liu finally stopped swinging his sword. He took a long sword and tens of thousands of sword lights flew towards the wall quickly.

The sword intent was launched at the same time, and the momentum was like a heavy rain, rushing to hit the wall.

Bang, bang, bang!

The entire wall was covered with smoke and dust, and there were only continuous and powerful sounds.

Those who had ridiculed before were stunned, surprised by such power and by Tang Liu's concealment.

The attack lasted for nearly ten breaths, and the walls kept trembling, as if they were about to collapse at any time.

"How could this...be?!"

A sudden scream came from the platform.

Zhan Duan's smile froze on his face. He seemed to have seen something extraordinary, and his eyes changed.

Soon, the smoke and dust disappeared, and everyone's eyes focused on the wall.

The walls were already covered with holes, but at first glance, they were almost all traces of inches and minutes, and did not cause any damage at all.

"What, it just looks mighty."

"I thought he was so powerful, it turned out that he was also a silver-like gun tip."

For a moment, sarcasm sounds everywhere, but after a while, these sounds were suppressed by a trembling voice.

"Three...three feet! Passing through the wall!"

Yan Yi stood behind the wall and pointed to a small hole in the wall. His face turned pale and his voice trembled, as if he was overly frightened.
Chapter completed!