After all, for any sect, a large number of acquired warriors are just the cornerstone, and a congenital strongman is the mainstay and the hope of supporting the prosperity of the sect.

At this time, in the main hall, after the first challenge was over, another disciple challenged him not long after.

However, both sides of this challenge have a great origin!

A handsome young man slowly stepped out of more than 8,000 disciples, holding an exquisite green sword in his hand, showing an elegant temperament in every move. When he walked to the front of the hall, he clasped his fists in the direction of the sect leader Murong Xuan and said, "Chu Jianqiu, the 56th generation disciple of the White Tiger Academy, ask for advice from his senior sister Murong Ziyun!"

When he heard that the youth newspaper was famous, he immediately caused a commotion in the crowd below. Chu Jianqiu is the seventh-ranked genius on the Tianjian List, and he actually has the ability to challenge Murong Ziyun, the top three, which surprised countless people.

Above the hall, Murong Xuan, the leader of Liuyun Sword Sect, suddenly showed a faint smile when he heard this, and then joked to his daughter next to him: "Yun'er, someone is challenging you, but you have to perform well and don't damage your identity as the chief disciple!"

Murong Ziyun wore a goose yellow long skirt, with a graceful figure, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and a clear face. She was wearing an exquisite butterfly hairpin on her head. Her black hair like a waterfall hangs to her waist, revealing a clear and elegant temperament. Her clothes were fluttering, as if she was riding the wind at any time.

From a distance from the crowd, it is like a fairy coming from the sky in the painting, and the heaven and earth are overshadowed by it, which can be called a stunning figure.

Murong Ziyun moved the lotus steps gently, her red lips opened, and an ethereal voice sounded above the square: "Murrong Ziyun responded to the challenge!"

All the eight thousand disciples were shocked by it and dared to challenge their senior sister. Chu Jianqiu was indeed brave!

The senior sister is so noble, and her talent is the most outstanding genius in the sect. In recent years, no one has dared to challenge her easily. Is it because of Chu Jianqiu's confidence or Yelang's arrogantness? The reason makes people have to think deeply.

However, today may be a lucky day. It is rare to have a chance to see the style of the senior sister and it is really exciting!

Under countless eyes, Murong Ziyun came to the front of the hall, staring at the other party with autumn eyes, and immediately clasped her fists and said, "Murrong Ziyun, the 56th generation disciple of the Zhuque Academy, will teach Junior Brother Chu's masterpiece!"

"Sister Sister, please come first!" Chu Jianqiu said with a smile, looking humble and gentlemanly. His eyes fell on the other party's slim figure, and a flash of hot light suddenly appeared.

Murong Ziyun's red lips moved slightly: "Since Junior Brother Chu is humble, then be careful according to your words!" After that, she slowly pulled out her matching sword. In vain, a blue sword light suddenly lit up in the square.

"That's...!" Lu Chen stood in the crowd and saw this scene, his pupils instantly shrank, and his eyes were shocked: "Liuying Sword, the 15th-ranked divine weapon on the sword list, is actually Murong Ziyun's sword!"

Lu Chen never expected that he had a magic weapon in Liuyun Sword Sect, which is worthy of being the eight major sects with such a profound foundation.

The leader of Liuyun Sword Sect really favors his daughter. He actually gave Murong Ziyun such a magic weapon as a matching sword. No wonder he is so famous in the sect.

He remembered that when the unparalleled sword saint Lu Xuanfeng defected to Liuyun Sword Sect, the leader of Liuyun Sword Sect at that time gave Lu Xuanfeng a magic weapon, which was the "Xuanqing" heavy sword, ranked 21st on the sword list. It was precisely because of this that he attracted a peerless genius to join the sect and made him willing to serve the sect!

However, magical weapons are hard to come by. For warriors, opportunities are very important. Every magical weapon appears in the world, which will definitely cause a storm of martial arts and bloody storm.

Therefore, the Kyushu continent has been able to maintain relative peace and stability in recent years, thanks to the strict management of the eight major sects of territories. If it weren't for them, the Kyushu continent would have been in chaos long ago.

This so-called sword list only records twenty-four magic weapons, each of which is a rare treasure, and is made by skilled craftsmen collecting strange materials and spending countless efforts, and is worth immeasurable.

These magical weapons are ranked according to the preciousness of the materials, the masters and the special unique features. Each magical weapon has been baptized by countless years and has been passed down to the world!

Each magic weapon is almost perfect, and it can be said to be a rare treasure without any flaws.

Therefore, for warriors in the Jiuzhou Continent, who can have a magic weapon that ranks on the sword list is a supreme glory, and of course it is also the lifelong pursuit of every warrior.

Almost most of the famous swords on the sword list are occupied by the eight major sects and six major forces, and they all regard the magical weapons and weapons on the sword list as treasures for the gate. Therefore, in recent years, it is difficult for warriors who have walked on the Jiuzhou Continent to have the opportunity to see these magical weapons and weapons.

"Su Wen Senior Sister Murong has a magic weapon. When I see you today, it's really extraordinary!" Chu Jianqiu stared at the blue sword in Murong Ziyun's hand, and the sword body was like a crystal, and laughed loudly.

"Liuying Sword, ranked fifteenth in the sword list, you have to be careful!" Murong Ziyun said lightly. As soon as she finished speaking, Miaoman's figure moved and her whole person rushed towards the other side at a very fast speed. The Liuying Sword quickly slashed through the air, leaving a clear sword mark, like a dream and a illusion.

It was like a mist-like silk floating in the air, as cold as snow and as beautiful as paintings.

Chu Jianqiu's eyes lit up, and he immediately twisted his steps, drew out his sword to block it horizontally.

Murong Ziyun's Liuying Sword stabbed the opponent's blade. With a crisp sound of "ding", a strange force was instantly transmitted to the opponent's wrist, which made Chu Jianqiu fly back.

"What a magic weapon!" Chu Jianqiu laughed loudly, and his feet had just landed on the ground. He quickly jumped into the air again.

Chu Jianqiu's figure who soared into the air in vain, forming five substantial phantoms, falling around Murong Ziyun, and the sharp swords in his hand stabbed out from different angles.

Murong Ziyun's pretty face changed slightly, and her miraculous figure flew and danced, like a flower blooming in the wind. The flowing shadow sword flew through the air, instantly forming a beautiful sword mark, flowing around her like flowing water.

The five figures transformed by Chu Jianqiu waved their swords and stabbed them out, but when they stabbed them on the shimmering sword marks, they were strangely affected by a strange force and moved to the side.

Murong Ziyun took the opportunity to stab Chu Jianqiu in front of her very quickly. However, the figures of both sides overlapped and she broke away from the other party's encirclement. Turning around, she swept out with a sword, forming a brilliant arc sword light like a cloud, and suddenly slashed at the four phantoms formed by Chu Jianqiu.

Peng. Peng. Peng... The remaining four Chu Jianqiu phantoms were swept by the gorgeous arc sword light of the clouds. The phantom immediately dissipated. The real Chu Jianqiu punched out with one punch, and the energy surged in an instant, directly dispersing the gorgeous arc sword light of the clouds.

"Sect Master, Zi Yun's niece has made great progress! In just a few years, she has mastered the Liuyun Sword Book so skillfully. In time, she will become a great man!" A hunchbacked old man with crane hair and a child-faced face stood next to Murong Xuan, staring at the two figures still fighting fiercely below, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and praised, but he smiled very ugly.

"Thanks to Junior Sister Xu Lan's good teaching, Ziyun has achieved such success. With her qualifications, it is not easy to master Liuyun's sword technique to such a skill!" Murong Xuan smiled in a low voice with his hands behind his back.

A beautiful young woman in a green robe next to her said softly: "The Sect Master is too much. Ziyun, a child, is very talented. Without my teachings, her growth will not be too low!" Looking at Murong Ziyun, who beat Chu Jianqiu to retreat step by step, Xu Lan's beautiful eyes were filled with relief.

The hunchbacked old man sighed: "Jianqiu is too competitive. He obviously has no strength to defeat Ziyun's niece, but he has to challenge him. The egg hits a stone and is overestimating his ability. What's more, Ziyun holds the Liuying Sword, which ranks fifteenth in the sword list."

"Master Yu, don't underestimate the child Jianqiu. His 'Demon Shadow Cloning Art' has made great progress recently. He may not have no chance of winning against Zi Yun's niece!" said a thin man in a black robe. His voice was very hoarse, which made people sound very uncomfortable.

Shangguan Qingyun, who was calm, smiled slowly and said, "Don't fight, you guys, you guys, you will soon decide the outcome. Just wait for the result. But personally, I don't like Mr. Jianqiu anyway!"

"Hmph, Shangguan Qingyun, don't pretend to be a good person here. The talent of your Qinglong Academy has withered in recent years. Apart from that disciple named Huaqing, there is another disciple named Wang Ping'an. But no outstanding disciple can be on this Tianjian List. I really don't know what qualifications you have, to mock my disciple of the White Tiger Academy!" The thin man Zhao Canghai said in a sarcastic tone.

Shangguan Qingyun's face changed slightly, and he was a little angry: "I'm just talking about the matter. Zhao Canghai, don't be here, you'll hurt people!"

"Did I hurt someone? If you hadn't belittled my disciples in the White Tiger Academy first, I would have retorted here? Could it be that your Qinglong Academy is easy to bully my disciples in the White Tiger Academy?" Zhao Canghai snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

At this time, the hunchbacked old man spoke: "Okay, both of you, you are the first elders in charge of the lineage, with noble identities. Today is the day for the Wushu Competition, so don't lose your limit!"

Hearing the persuasion of the hunchbacked old man, Shangguan Qingyun and Zhao Canghai, both innately shut up. After all, the sect leader was right next to him. If he saw the head of the two major mountain gates quarreling in front of many disciples, it would be too unruly.

The hunchbacked old man, a beautiful young woman named Xu Lan, Shangguan Qingyun and Zhao Canghai, have a very high status in the Liuyun Sword Sect, and are in charge of the four major mountains of Xuanwu, Zhuque, Qinglong and White Tiger. In terms of status and influence, they are second only to Murong Xuan, the leader of Liuyun Sword Sect.

Just as Shangguan Qingyun and Zhao Canghai were arguing, the contest between Murong Ziyun and Chu Jianqiu finally reached a point of intense heat.
Chapter completed!