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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Five: Flowing Clouds!

"If Su Yi was also a disciple of Elder Su, his generation would be the same, even higher than the leader."

"That's interesting."

"…………”

There was noisy everywhere, and various discussions came. Many disciples even started gambling privately, betting that the 68 disciples who entered the final showdown of Lingjian Peak this time were different in various odds.

Of course, the number of bets on Liuyunchuan, Yun Lingfeng and others is still the most.

Su Yi, Xu Jiahui, Zhang Qing and others fell down the golden eagle of the strong wind, and were also looking around, shocked by the noisy atmosphere!

Today, their identities are different. When they arrive in this place, under the influence of this atmosphere, they are all excited.

Especially Zhang Qing and others, they are also one of the protagonists today. They know that their strength is probably not enough, but at this moment, under the influence of this atmosphere, they have the courage to fight against the best among the disciples who are in person.

"Boss Su Yi, we can go to the middle first." Zhang Qing, Liu Ji and others swept around, their eyes were shocked and they said to Su Yi.

They are here to participate in the peak showdown today, so they can go to the center of the square first.

In the center of the square, the empty square that was isolated was only allowed to enter the sixty-eight disciples who participated in the final peak duel of the Ten Thousand Swords Conference today.

As for those who are watching the fun, they can only be around.

Su Yi nodded, then went to the center of the square with Zhang Qing, Xu Jiahui and others. As for the other outer disciples who were accompanying him, they could only watch outside.

"It's Su Yi and the others!"

The group was shuttled through the crowd. In the crowded square, when a disciple saw that it was Su Yi and others, he immediately made a small path, allowing Su Yi and others to walk through without any obstacles.

However, many of the eyes in the crowd stared at Su Yi, but they were full of anger.

These masters with angry eyes were all personal disciples and inner disciples.

This time, in the Ten Thousand Swords battlefield, almost all the inner disciples were plundered by Su Yi, so naturally their gaze at Su Yi was not much more kind.

Su Yi held his head up and ignored the eyes around him. Anyway, he had already left the battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, and these guys could not do anything to him.

After passing through the square crowd, Su Yi and Xu Jiahui arrived at the isolated open square.

After getting closer and closer, I realized that the isolated square is actually quite large.

The square is surrounded by circles, and thirty-eight staggered stone platforms have been planned on it, all of which are dozens of feet in size.

At first glance, the stone platforms stand staggered, which is very shocking.

In the square, dozens of young men and women were already standing at this moment, with good temperament and standing quietly, with their eyes slightly closed.

I felt someone coming, and someone opened his eyes slightly and looked at him. When he saw that it was Su Yi, his eyes were fluctuating secretly.

But more people have not wavered, their eyes are closed slightly, and they are resting.

Su Yi felt a cold look, looked in the direction where the eyes came from, and looked at the master who looked at the eyes, and immediately raised his eyebrows slightly.

The owner of the eyes was nothing but someone else. His eyes were shining with cold light, as if he was about to kill someone. He had a very beautiful face and was Gong Qi, the sixth-ranked sword tower.

Beside Gong Qi, there was Ying Qianqian, who had a charming face. The eyes were not far from visible, and they were staring at Su Yi fiercely.

"We will face the finale later!"

When they arrived in this small square, Zhang Qing, Liu Ji and others were even more excited and nervous.

They will face off on these stone platforms later. Being able to climb these stone platforms also represents a kind of glory and identity.

Su Yi ignored Gong Qi and Ying Qianqian, and it would be better to stay away from these women.

My eyes swept around and looked around. At this moment, I saw many figures in the isolated square that I had seen in the Wanjian battlefield.

Then Su Yi also closed his eyes slightly and began to wait. It seemed that the final peak duel of the Ten Thousand Swords Conference would take a while.

There is no doubt that the atmosphere around the square at this moment, and with being in it, Su Yi is still young after all. Although his mood and concentration are far beyond his peers, his blood is boiling in his body.

Young people all have a bit of arrogance and arrogance.

In such an occasion, you should compete!

If this is a kind of self-pride and disrespect, it is also a frivolity among young people.

A young man is not frivolous!

Time passed slowly in the bustling noise, and there were more and more people on Lingjian Peak, making the noise and lively, and the boiling sound.

"It's Senior Brother Nan Liran!"

"Senior Brother Ou Luo has arrived too!"

In the isolated square, there are no time to approach, and they are all disciples who can participate in the final showdown of the Ten Thousand Swords Conference this time.

Any of them is a well-known existence in the Divine Sword Sect. When they appear at this moment, they can cause a lot of commotion.

Su Yi's eyes were closed, and when he saw the power of his soul, he felt the breath of these young generation's best, but he did not open his eyes and remained in a state.

"Senior Brother Yun Lingfeng, he has arrived too!"

In the crowd, the commotion reached a new level, and a young man in white appeared, making everyone excited.

The male disciple's eyes were full of awe, and many female disciples' eyes were rippling, and their hearts were shaking.

Such a young man in white has a delicate and indifferent face, with bright eyes under his long eyelashes and fair skin, and a woman with a different kind of handsomeness than usual.

"Yun Lingfeng is very strong, and his future is limitless!"

There were many older disciples in the crowd and there were also discussions in the lineup.

Such a junior brother is probably not inferior even among their disciples.

Su Yi felt a cold gaze projecting from his side, opened his eyes slightly, and looked along the gaze.

The master of that gaze was Yun Lingfeng, who had met several times, from the Fifteenth Sword Peak.

The grudges with the Fifteenth Sword Peak have always been deep. Su Yi guessed that Yun Lingfeng wanted to cause trouble in the Wanjian battlefield, and it was also related to his dealing with several disciples of the Fifteenth Sword Peak.

In the Wanjian battlefield, Su Yi had never fought with Yun Lingfeng head-on. It was not that he was afraid of this person, but that there were too many disciples in the Wanjian battlefield.

At this moment, Su Yi was not worried about the Lingjian Peak. If he encountered Yun Lingfeng at that time, it would be just right to verify it.

Yun Lingfeng walked into the square, his eyes just stayed for a short time from Su Yi.

He knew that Su Yi had some skills, but he was not his real opponent today.

However, if you meet this day, you can take the opportunity to let him know that in the face of absolute strength, all the side sects will be in vain.

"Senior Brother Liuyunchuan is here!"

Suddenly, the crowd started to stir up again, and a young man appeared in the middle of the infield.
Chapter completed!
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