What was going on? The people watching were all dumbfounded. They saw Yue Qianchou floating majestically in the air like a god, and behind him was a shining golden wheel. Some disciples were positioned at the angle of refraction of the sunlight, and they couldn't open their eyes because of the dazzling light.
Feng Xiangtian and the elders in the pavilion looked at each other. No one had seen this kind of sword technique before. Guan Weiwu rubbed his palms excitedly.
The Cultivation Pavilion's disciple's expression changed. The flying sword sped up and shot toward Yue Qianchou in the air. Yue Qianchou coldly snorted and stretched out two fingers to point at the sword umbrella. Three cold lights suddenly shot out from the sword umbrella behind him, clashing with the incoming flying swords. A series of clanking sounds rang out as the four flying swords fought in the air.
As for the others, there were still a few disciples who had yet to decide a victor in their battles. They all stopped fighting and looked over at the battle over here. The commotion over here was too big.
Yue Qianchou released three flying swords. One of them entangled the opponent's flying sword, and they kept clashing head-on. Although his cultivation level was not as high as the opponent's, he was fast. When one sword was knocked away, the other one would follow up. Of the three flying swords, one was always facing off against the opponent's flying sword, while the other two would seize the opportunity to strike the opponent's sword with their sharp sword-light. It was a bit like the Three Heroes versus Lu Bu. In short, the three flying swords trapped the sword, not giving it any chance to escape. This was because his cultivation level was not as high as the opponent's, so he could only win by outnumbering the opponent.
In the beginning, Yue Qianchou was worried that the opponent's cultivation level was too high, and he would be injured if the flying swords collided with it. After calming himself down a few times, he felt relieved. It was not because of the difference in cultivation level between the two, but because he was not prepared at the beginning and was successfully ambushed. When he was in Utopia, this situation did not happen when he was sparring with the three company commanders who were at the late Nascent Soul stage. It was purely because he was careless. However, this provided a very good way for him to fight in the future. Sneak attacks were definitely a good choice.
Now that he had nothing to worry about, it was time to deal with this guy. Yue Qianchou looked down and cackled, "You dog, see how I'll deal with you." He stretched out two fingers and pointed with the Driving Sword Art. The sword umbrella behind him released two rays of cold light that flew towards the Cultivation Pavilion's disciple.
After being tricked by him just now, Yue Qianchou also had thoughts of revenge. The two beams of cold light did not kill the opponent very quickly, and the opponent always managed to dodge it. That person was rolling on the ground and jumping around. Just as his figure flashed, the flying sword pierced a hole in the ground. As for the sword that he stepped on just now, Yue Qianchou kept it for his own use.
"Bang, bang, bang …" The sound of explosions rang out one after another. There was not a single piece of limestone laid on the sixth stage that was left intact. There were potholes everywhere.
That person was immediately forced into a difficult situation by the three flying swords. His initial arrogance and complacency had long since disappeared. Right now, he was desperately running for his life. In the eyes of the bystanders, he was even more frightened and in a precarious situation. He didn't know when he would be slaughtered. His appearance was indeed a bit shameful.
"Dog, if you kneel down and admit defeat now, I can consider sparing your life. Otherwise, just wait for the Cultivation Pavilion to collect your corpse! Kaka! "Yue Qianchou laughed arrogantly. He completely threw that person's words back at him.
After a round of torture, that disciple did indeed have thoughts of admitting defeat. However, he couldn't kneel down and admit defeat even if he was beaten to death. If he really did that, he feared that the Cultivation Pavilion would no longer be able to tolerate him.
At this moment, the people with the most complicated feelings were none other than the disciples of the Cultivation Pavilion. Each and every one of their faces sank. When did a main faction disciple get forced into this state by a subsidiary faction disciple? This was truly a disgrace to the Cultivation Pavilion!
Gu Qingyun's expression was indescribably gloomy. From the standpoint of a friend, he should hope that Yue Qianchou would win. From the standpoint of reputation, he naturally hoped that the main faction disciple would win. After all, he was a member of the Cultivation Pavilion, and if he lost face, he would also be implicated!
Thinking a little more, Gu Qingyun gnashed his teeth in anger. That fellow was truly hateful. Leaving aside the fact that he sneak-attacked, it was fine if he took advantage of Qin Wentian at the start. But why did he have to say such harsh words? Now, Qin Wentian had sent his words back to Gu Qingyun. Gu Qingyun didn't even have a path to retreat. If it was a normal win or loss, then no one would say anything. Just like Lu Guang at the beginning. But things had become like this. The two of them bullied and scolded each other, implicating the two factions behind them. Right now, it was no longer a matter of two people, but a matter of the reputation of the two factions. It was a matter of life and death, and no one could take a step back.
The majority of the disciples of the Cultivation Pavilion had the same thoughts as Gu Qingyun. The disciples of the other factions were extremely excited. Yue Qianchou had really made the subsidiary factions proud.
The number six arena was still rumbling non-stop. The arena with a radius of tens of meters was already much shorter than the surrounding area. That disciple was also suffering in silence. He was still fleeing in all directions, and his whole body was already covered in sweat.
Seeing that he refused to admit defeat, Yue Qianchou sneered and prepared to kill him. However, from the beginning, he had no intention of letting him go, even though he had already admitted defeat.
"Bastard, I don't want to play with you anymore. Hand over your life!" Yue Qianchou shouted loudly. He pointed with his finger and the dazzling sword wheel behind him split into ten rays of sword light. "Xiu xiu …" The rays of sword light quickly rushed down.
"Ah!" That disciple suddenly shouted and raised his hand. A golden bracelet on his wrist flashed with a golden light. In an instant, that golden light enveloped his entire body. More than ten rays of cold light that were shooting at high speed collided with the bracelet, making "ding ding dang dang" sounds. One after another, they were all knocked away.
"F * ck! What is this? "Yue Qianchou looked down in a daze. The surrounding people were also in an uproar.
"Diamond bracelet!" Guan Weiwu, who was on the pavilion, was startled at first. Then, he turned his head and said angrily, "Elder Ou, what is the meaning of this? How can you allow a disciple to bring a magic weapon into the arena? This is too unfair to the other disciples. "
Ou Sihai glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "Who said that magic weapons can't be brought into the arena? Who allowed your Alchemy Pavilion disciple to bring so many flying swords into the arena? Isn't this unfair to the other disciples? "
"That's because of the sword technique he cultivates. He can control so many flying swords at the same time, so it doesn't matter if he brings more flying swords." Guan Weiwu defended himself. His own disciple was about to win, but the other side actually brought out a magic weapon. How could he not be angry?
"That diamond bracelet wasn't given to him by the Cultivation Pavilion. When he went out to cultivate, he killed a demonic path disciple and obtained it with his own ability. Why can't he use something that belongs to him?" Ou Sihai sneered, then suddenly turned his head and said in a deep voice, "Guan Weiwu, who gave you the right to speak to me like this?"
Guan Weiwu was stunned. Ou Sihai's cultivation had reached the peak of the middle stage of the tribulation passing stage. He was a bit stronger than the Sect Leader. According to seniority in the outside world, he was his father's junior brother. He was a generation older than the Sect Leader and belonged to the same branch of the Guan family.
"Senior Brother! You be the judge! "Guan Weiwu didn't dare to show his power and could only look for his senior brother, the Sect Leader.
Feng Xiangtian looked down, paused, and said, "A magic weapon obtained with one's own ability is naturally a part of one's strength. This is fair to everyone. The two of you don't need to argue anymore. " Although the last sentence seemed to be reprimanding the two of them, in general, it was obvious that he was on Ou Sihai's side.
"Yes, Sect Leader!" Ou Sihai responded with a smile and looked down without saying anything. Guan Weiwu's face twitched, but he also had nothing to say.
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