The next day, Chenshi.


    There are thousands of swordsmen gathered on the mountain, most of them are monks during the foundation period.


    The sword fighting conference is held for jiedan sword cultivation. The foundation building sword cultivation is to watch the excitement. Jiedan sword cultivation is the participant of the sword fighting conference.


    There is a huge bluestone square on the top of the mountain, with dozens of bluestone challenge arena of the same size.


    As the name suggests, the sword fighting conference is to let the flying sword fight with each other. The sword practitioners sacrifice their own flying sword to fight with other people''s flying swords. They can perform all kinds of sword skills.


    There are hundreds of jiedan sword practitioners participating in the sword fighting conference, some of them are scattered, some of them are the children of Xiuxian family, and more of them are the disciples of Xiuxian sect.


    Taiyixianmen also sent people to participate in the sword fight, but Wang Qingshan didn''t know them.


    A blue robed old man in his early fifties was standing on a 1 bluestone challenge arena. His face was ruddy and his tiger eyes were not angry.


    "Old man Du Yunlong, welcome to the sword fighting conference held by our wanjianmen. The sword fighting conference is a duel between flying swords. Don''t hurt people. The violators will be punished severely. The top ten can get rich rewards. Let''s stop talking nonsense and draw lots."


    The blue robed old man gave a brief introduction and asked the contestants to draw lots for the competition.


    Wang Qingshan drew the 15th draw. His opponent was a tall and thin middle-aged man with a red sword on his back and four layers of jiedan.


    The sword fighting conference is about flying swords fighting each other, which tests the skills of sword cultivation and the quality of flying swords.


    At the beginning of the competition, Wang Qingshan shrugged his right shoulder, and a clear sound of the sword sounded. Five green flying swords flew out of the sword box Wang Qingshan was carrying and circled over his head.


    The magic weapon of Wang Qingshan''s life is the green glass sword. It is not stipulated in the sword fighting meeting that only the flying sword of his life can be sacrificed to fight. Wang Qingshan plans to fight with five yuxu swords first. If he is not defeated, it is not too late to sacrifice the green glass sword.


    The middle-aged man''s sword Jue is pinched, and the red giant sword on his back flies out of the scabbard. Once pinched, the sword Jue turns ten, and ten turns hundred.


    soon, hundreds as like as two peas of red giant sword appeared on his head, each shining like a bird.


    With Wang Qingshan''s sword Jue pinched, five yuxu swords made a clear sound at the same time, which turned into a large blue sword shadow and cut hundreds of flying swords.


    Keng Keng!


    There was a dull sound of metal collision. Hundreds of red swords and hundreds of blue flying swords were cut together. The green and red awns were burning, like fireworks.


    The sword practitioners in other arena use their own means to control the flying sword to fight each other.


    They didn''t show their cards immediately. Most of them used the most basic points to test their opponents'' flying swords.


    Some sword practitioners use mana to say that the flying sword is transformed into a monster form to attack the opponent''s flying sword. Some sword practitioners sacrifice more than ten shining flying swords to thousands of flying swords to attack the opponent''s flying sword. Some sword practitioners transform the flying sword into a disk and release a large amount of sword Qi to attack.


    For a moment, the light of swords flashed on the challenge arena, and all kinds of swords were blazing.


    As Wang Qingshan''s sword formula changed, hundreds of green flying swords quickly merged into one, turned into a huge green sword more than ten feet long, and rushed into hundreds of red flying swords.


    Keng Keng!


    There was a dull sound of gold and iron, and a large red flying sword was chopped to pieces by the huge blue sword.


    The middle-aged man was not willing to be outdone. He pinched the sword formula and quickly integrated hundreds of red flying swords into a red sword. He opened his mouth again, and a two foot long red sword flew out. The red sword was crystal clear and the rays of the sun kept flowing.


    The little red sword made a clear sound and turned into a long red rainbow. It hit the huge blue sword.


    The dull sound of a series of gold and iron attacks sounded, and the huge blue sword was one against two, which seemed to be a little difficult.


    As soon as the light of the red sword rose, it combined with the red sword. A large red sword light appeared on the surface of the red sword. At the same time, a large red flame appeared on the surface of the red sword.


    Keng!


    The green sword collides with the red sword, and immediately flies backwards. Taking advantage of the situation, it turns into five green flying swords, encircling the red sword.


    Sword array!


    Wang Qingshan''s hands were pinching, and the five green flying swords sounded at the same time and turned quickly.


    There was a strong wind, and a blue tornado appeared out of thin air. It wrapped the red sword and turned quickly. The strong air made Wang Qingshan and the middle-aged man''s clothes swing constantly.


    The middle-aged man''s eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. When he pinches the sword formula, the red sword lights up and turns into a red python with a water tank around his waist. He opens his mouth and pours at the blue tornado.


    With a sneer from Wang Qingshan and a change in the formula of his sword, the green tornado quickly turns. Countless green sword Qi flies out of the blue tornado and cuts into the red python.


    Boom!


    A huge roar sounded, and the red Python recovered and turned into a red sword.


    The middle-aged man''s face was cold, and his sword Jue was constantly pinched. The light of the red sword soared and turned into a red rainbow more than ten feet long, trying to cut the blue tornado.The size of the blue tornado suddenly increased by more than three times, and the red rainbow could not help but submerge into the blue tornado and swim on the outer wall.


    With a deafening roar, the blue tornado burst out and turned into five green flying swords, a huge red sword and a small red sword, which fell to the ground with a dim aura.


    "Wang Qingshan wins!"


    The referee announced loudly that the middle-aged man frowned slightly and didn''t say anything. He took off his sword and jumped out of the challenge arena.


    Wang Qingshan took a breath of relief, pinched the sword formula, circled five yuxu swords one by one, and flew back to the sword box one after another.


    Wang Qingshan jumped down from the challenge arena to watch the others fight.


    "Well, it''s him."


    Wang Qingshan sighed softly, and his eyes fell on a certain arena.


    A tall red shirt man and a blue skirt young woman in her early thirties fight. The red shirt man is no other than Cheng Zhenyu.


    Wang Qingshan met Cheng Zhenyu at that time. Because of the news that he sold it to Wang family, Wang Qingshan was quite impressed by him.


    Cheng Zhenyu is the second layer of jiedan. He drives two red flying swords, which are two feet long, to release a large red sword shadow and cut hundreds of blue sword shadows.


    The young lady in blue skirt has three layers of jiedan, and her accomplishments are higher than those of Cheng Zhenyu.


    Cheng Zhenyu doesn''t seem to want to spend any more. When he pinches the sword formula, the light of the two red flying swords soars and turns into two red flying Eagles about the size of Zhang, and pours on hundreds of blue sword shadows.


    The red flying eagle flapped its wings and blew out a powerful hurricane. The blue sword shadow touched the hurricane and flew out one after another.


    the young lady in the blue skirt frowned and pinched her sword. Hundreds of blue sword shadows were integrated into a huge blue sculpture.


    As soon as Cheng Zhenyu''s sword formula changed, two red flying Eagles merged into one, more than doubled in size, and rushed to the blue giant eagle.


    The red giant eagle and the blue giant eagle are torn together, and the blue giant eagle has the upper hand. However, as soon as Cheng Zhenyu''s sword formula changes, a large red flame appears on the red giant eagle''s body surface. When the blue giant eagle touches the red flame, the red flame spreads rapidly, and the blue giant eagle utters a painful cry.


    The red giant eagle''s light soared and turned into a red sun of more than ten feet.


    Hundreds of red flying swords flew out of the red sun and chopped on the blue giant carving.


    The blue sculpture immediately recovered and turned into three small blue swords, which fell on the ground with dim light.


    "Cheng Zhenyu wins!"


    The referee announced loudly.


    Wang Qingshan witnessed the whole process and thought about it. He didn''t expect that Cheng Zhenyu was also a swordsman.