With a "poof" sound, the third sword light passed through the right chest of the person who was fighting with the Void Flute, bringing up a handful of blood flowers, and then the sword light did not disperse, but shook and pointed directly at the back of the monk's heart.

Then he felt the cold sword qi around his neck, then looked at the virtual flute in front of him, and then said with a wry smile: "Senior Brother Xu, Senior Brother I admit defeat!"

After nodding, the Void Flute removed the sword around the man's neck, and with a wave of his hand, the sword light that pierced the man's right chest flashed behind him.

"Hiss......" The sound of gasping was heard.

This virtual flute is not obvious, and he is so strong when he makes a move!

In the first battle, the virtual flute won with one sword, and everyone had not yet reached the same thing, at this moment, the three swords defeated the enemy, and finally saw the extraordinary things of the virtual flute!

On the top of the dozens of people in the Sword First Sect, a monk with a faint sword mark on his eyebrows couldn't help but nodded, and then said, "It's a pity, what a good sword embryo!"

"Yes, this person has a proud and fierce momentum, that is, although it is not difficult for the disciple to defeat this person, but if this person really masters the sword on his body, then the disciple will defeat this person again, it will be after a few blows!" Shui Han's eyes flashed, and then he said.

"Haha, Senior Brother Duan, you have a good disciple like Shui Han, and the disciples who see his pulse will also be tempted?" said one of the people beside him.

"Senior Brother Ruan, it's not that I'm tempted, but I have seen someone who is suitable for sword training, if he enters my sword sect, this person's achievements will be even greater in the future!"

This Shuihan's master surnamed Duan said.

Seeing the three swords of the Void Flute defeat the enemy, not to mention how Wan Xiu saw it, Yi Qiu couldn't help but be ecstatic, and when he looked at the Void Flute again, he felt that when he came out of the sword, he was like a sword, and after the victory over the enemy returned, after the sword returned to the shell, the Void Flute was like a very plain appearance.

It's really like a sword, hidden in the sheath, you never know whether the sword in the sheath is sharp or blunt, only after it is unsheathed, can you really know the power of this sword!

Even the master of the Sword Sect was tempted by this person, so he could see the hidden qualifications of the Void Flute!

You must know that the receiver of the Sword Sect is extremely strict, and if you don't have a sword heart or a sword intent, you won't want it at all.

After a long time of fighting, there were finally several wonderful competitions, and everyone was talking about it again.

Of course, compared to the fact that Yi Chu defeated the enemy in a few words before he came out with the best magic weapon, the victory of the three swords of the Void Flute against the enemy is not so wonderful.

"Senior Brother Nangong, yes, you have a thousand fingers in this world, and there are constantly disciples of Ling Qianjin and your disciple Shi Nian who are even more disciples of Xiaoxiang Senior Brother, and now there are more of this little guy named Xudi, look at this situation, if there is no accident, these four people can all advance to the top thirty!"

Nangong Ximen smiled faintly: "It should be!"

In the next few battles, the female senior sister of the Thousand Fingers One Vein made a move, and although it took a hard fight, she finally defeated the opponent and won.

But looking at what he has shown in his cultivation and battles, that is, the top 100, I'm afraid it will be difficult to go further!

Therefore, a thousand fingers still have to look at Yi Qiu, Shi Nian, Yi Chu and the four of them!

However, this is much better than the previous ****, after all, there are already five monks with a thousand fingers and one vein in the top 100!

Looking at the copper sign in his hand, the next game will be his own!

As soon as Hua Yu shouted that the number of signatures was thirty-seven to enter the battlefield, Yi Qiu had already walked out, and Shi Nian in the rear looked at Yi Qiu and sneered.

But when another person who was hostile to Yi Qiu also walked out, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

"It's him!"

It turned out to be him!

Why did they come across so early?

It turned out that Yi Qiu was facing a senior brother who had gradually revealed a lot of prestige in the past hundred years, and this senior brother did not participate in the last **** because of the delay of important matters, otherwise of course it would be among the top 100 or even the top ten.

This monk was none other than a disciple of the Hundred Tribulations Sect Na Min Ling.

Looking at the person standing opposite, dressed in a black robe, only showing two eyes, who is not the black robe who has shot at him several times?

Yi Qiu said lightly: "Why don't you change your costume?"

As soon as these words came out, Wan Xiu couldn't help but be stunned, what is the difference between fighting and dressing?

Qingling's laughter came: "It's true, the sect is embarrassed by the sect master, and the **** does not change the illusion costume!"

As soon as these words came out, how could Wan Xiu still not understand? This black robe must be bullying the small outside the sect, and Yi Qiu is sad.

When Yi Qiu heard this, he hurriedly turned around: "It's you!"

A white shadow flashed in the corner of Yi Qiu's eyes, and Bai Xiao, the white-clothed woman of the Fang Cun Sect who had saved her life back then, had disappeared again.

"Snort......" The sharp voice suddenly sounded.

When Yi Qiu turned his head, the black robe flicked his fingers, and a black nail made a piercing sound like a blow to Yi Qiu's head, and at the same time, he flipped with one hand, and a small sword covered with white mist appeared in this person's hand, and then slashed towards Yi Qiu fiercely.

"Despicable!"

"Shameless!"

Seeing this, everyone scolded one after another, and even Mo Wen, who was the envoy of law enforcement this time, looked at the black robe of the hundred calamities in the void and suddenly made a move, and they couldn't help but be angry in their hearts.

In Mo Wen's heart, Yi Qiu's weight is not low.

As soon as Yi Qiu turned his hand to pursue the figure of Bai Xiaoji, he couldn't help but feel a slight pain in his heart, and at the same time, the sharp voice came into his ears.

The black nails had not yet hit Yi Qiu's body, and the energy it brought was already able to penetrate the iron stone.

At the same time, he felt the sword that slashed from the black robe, and the strength of the sword qi was rare in his life.

In the midst of everyone's screams, a sneer appeared at the corner of Yi Qiu's mouth, and then a black light flashed under his feet, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

But if the black nails pierced the figure left before Yi Qiu cast his teleportation magic power, and the white hazy long sword also slashed Yi Qiu's figure in half with a single blow.

After seeing that the black-robed attacks were all on the phantom left by Yi Qiu, the worry in everyone's hearts fell.

Of course, for some people, after seeing Yi Qiu dodge the attack of the black robe, they all secretly said a pity in their hearts.

This must include Shi Nian, Cao Mengni, Xiao Pan and others.

Somewhere twenty zhang away, there was a fluctuation, Yi Qiu then revealed his figure, looked at the black robe and sneered: "You have this little ability, it's really embarrassing!"

The black-robed man smiled and said: "Yes, it's much stronger than back then, and I don't need others to save you, but you use the ability to escape but you don't cultivate it yourself, it's just with the help of the magic weapon of the Tianqian lineage!"

"So what, decades ago, I was just in the realm of liquid gathering, and you were already in the realm of Jindan Dacheng, and you couldn't win down my junior brother at that time, and you can't do it today!" Yi Qiu sneered.