Chapter 10
Qin Fei’s cultivation has just broken through to the Tianwu realm. In the past few days, countless people have been fawning on him and flattering him. Even the sect master has hinted that he wants to pass on his legacy to him.
He has an innate Taoist body, and his cultivation speed is even faster than the Zhenyang Saint Body of the sect’s saint Xiao Yang.
He has been acting miserable and pitiful all the way, which is simply too smooth.
Everyone sympathizes with him and everyone helps him.
He is just at the time when his cultivation has greatly increased and he is in high spirits. Now there are people from the Fuyao Sword Sect stepping on his door. How could he miss this opportunity to show off in front of everyone?
Qin Fei can also use this opportunity to establish prestige among countless fellow disciples and weaken the influence of the sect’s saint Xiao Yang in the sect.
On the sword competition stage.
“Are you the Qin Fei who caused the Nine Suns Shining in the Sky and shocked the northern border?”
Li Xingyao held the sword and looked at Qin Fei indifferently.
“Are you the saint of the Fuyao Sword Sect, Li Xingyao?”
Qin Fei chuckled and looked Li Xingyao up and down.
Li Xingyao’s eyes showed a trace of disgust.
“Go ahead, I hope you won’t let me down.”
Li Xingyao didn’t draw her sword.
“Hmph!”
Qin Fei didn’t hesitate and directly activated the Qingyang Sword Technique.
The cold sword energy emanated from his hands and quickly condensed into a flying sword in front of him. A
Tianwu Realm warrior refines the sword into his body, and hides a sword pill in his stomach. When fighting with the enemy, the flying sword can directly turn into sword energy and rush out of the body, instantly killing the enemy.
This is the Zhenyang Sword Sect’s art of controlling the sword with energy.
Powerful sword energy fluctuations burst out from the flying sword in front of Qin Fei. Under the impact of the sword energy, a faint layer of light shield appeared around the sword arena.
The light shield enveloped the entire sword arena.
This is the formation on the sword arena being triggered by Qin Fei’s sword energy.
The light shield can block the sword energy that bursts out from the sword arena, preventing the sword energy that rushes out from the sword arena from hurting the people watching around the sword arena.
“Junior Brother Qin Fei is amazing. He can refine the sword into his body just after entering the Tianwu Realm.”
“How dare you say that there is no one in my Qingyang Sword Sect who can fight? Junior Brother Qin Fei, give them a slap in the face.” ”
Junior Brother Qin Fei is a congenital Taoist body. Although he has just broken through to the Tianwu Realm, he is not comparable to ordinary Tianwu Realm disciples.”
The disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect around the sword competition arena started to make a noise.
“It’s a bit interesting, but you are not my opponent yet.”
Li Xing shook his head coldly.
“How can you dare to look down on me?”
Qin Fei was angry. These days, he was like a star-studded existence. All of them were people who flattered him. The whole sect celebrated for him and reveled for three days and three nights.
Therefore, he was a little flattered.
Li Xingyao dared to look down on him?
Even if the other party was the saint of the first sect in the northern border, it would not work.
“Watch this!”
Qin Fei attacked angrily.
“Swish!”
The flying sword in front of him immediately burst out with an extremely sharp sword energy and pierced directly towards Li Xingyao on the opposite side.
A sword cultivator at the Tianwu realm controls his sword with his Qi and can take a person’s head within a hundred steps as easily as taking something from a bag.
As Qin Fei made his move, all the disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect present became nervous.
This was a battle that concerned the face of their sect.
If the opponent asked for the sword of Qingyang Mountain, and Qingyang Sword Sect lost miserably, it would be ridiculed and become the laughing stock of the major forces in the northern border.
However, the next moment, Li Xingyao stretched out her right hand and grabbed the flying sword that pierced through.
“What…”
Jiang Qitian stood up suddenly when he saw this, and looked at the scene on the sword competition stage in disbelief.
The elders who passed on skills and the elders who enforced the law beside him were also shocked.
Only Li Daozhen calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip.
“This Qingyang Lingwu Tea on Qingyang Mountain is okay.”
Li Daozhen said calmly.
“Junior brother…”
Jiang Ting looked worried and clenched her fists nervously.
“Fuyao goes straight up to the ninth heaven, and can pick all the stars with one hand. Is this the Fuyao Star Picking Hand?”
Jiang Qitian said in shock.
This is the secret of the Fuyao Sword Sect, and it is also the nemesis of the flying sword.
No one could have imagined that Li Xingyao could have mastered this magical power.
Li Xingyao saw a flame on her right hand as she grabbed the flying sword, and Qin Fei’s flying sword was struggling in her hand like a spirit snake.
“How is this possible…”
“Catching a flying sword with bare hands?”
Everyone was stunned by the scene on the sword-fighting stage.
Qin Fei’s eyes almost fell out of his head.
The Qingyang Sword Sect has praised Qin Fei to the sky these days.
However, Li Xingyao will not tolerate him.
“Give me back my flying sword!” Qin
Fei rushed forward and blasted Li Xingyao with a Qingyang Heaven Shaking Fist.
“Hmph!”
Li Xingyao kicked up and kicked Qin Fei in the chest.
Qin Fei flew backwards and hit the shield of the sword-fighting stage, then bounced back and fell to the ground.
“Wow!”
Qin Fei spurted out a mouthful of blood.
“Junior brother…”
Jiang Ting was shocked and rushed out directly.
Everyone was watching this scene in shock.
Li Xingyao strode forward.
“The Xiantian Dao Body, right?”
“Bang!”
Li Xingyao kicked Qin Fei and made him roll out.
“Nine Suns Shining in the Sky, right!”
“Bang!”
Li Xingyao kicked Qin Fei away again.
“A genius, right?”
Li Xingyao strode forward and stepped on Qin Fei’s head.
“You dare to challenge me?”
Li Xingyao looked down at Qin Fei coldly.
She came here to establish her authority today. She wanted to step on the so-called genius of Qingyang Sword Sect.
Qin Fei regretted it so much. If he had known that Li Xingyao was so powerful, he should have found a way to let Xiao Yang play.
“…”
The countless disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect present were all shocked and angry.
No one could have thought that the gap between the two was so big.
Li Xingyao simply beat Qin Fei.
“Fei’er…”
Xiao Zhenshan and his wife were shocked and anxious. Their precious adopted son was now stepped on the head by someone. This was absolutely a great shame.
“Brother Xiaofei…”
Xiao Yue was so anxious that her eyes turned red.
“You are too much.”
Jiang Qitian turned around and stared at Li Daozhen angrily.
Not only did the other party come to his door, but he also dared to humiliate his disciples like this.
“The strong are respected, and the weak are preyed upon by the strong. Doesn’t Sect Master Jiang understand this principle?”
Li Daozhen said slowly.
At this moment, a cry of surprise rang out in the square.
On the sword-fighting stage, Li Xingyao actually crushed Qin Fei’s flying sword.
Qin Fei’s flying sword was destroyed, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.
Ten years of hard training, one day of loss!
“You…”
Jiang Qitian was furious.
The elders who passed on skills and the elders who enforced the law were also extremely angry.
Countless disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect around the sword-fighting stage witnessed this scene and were even more turbulent.
Li Xingyao was really too much.
She actually crushed Qin Fei’s flying sword.
You know, the flying sword is the second life for a sword cultivator.
Most of the cultivation of a sword cultivator is on the flying sword.
A sword cultivator whose flying sword is broken by others is equivalent to half of his cultivation.
Jiang Qitian hurriedly removed the shield on the sword arena. When he was about to fly onto the sword arena, Li Xingyao kicked Qin Fei off the arena.
The disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect rushed forward to catch Qin Fei.
There was a commotion under the sword arena.
Jiang Qitian was shaking all over.
Although he knew that the other party came to Qingyang Mountain to establish his authority,
he never expected that the other party would go so far.
Qin Fei’s flying sword was crushed by Li Xingyao. It would be impossible to refine his flying sword again without a year or two.
In other words, Qin Fei would not have to participate in the Jiazi Competition five months later.
“Damn it!”
Jiang Qitian and the others were furious.
Countless Qingyang Sword Sect disciples on the sword competition stage were all staring at Li Xingyao on the stage angrily.
At this time, Jiang Ting rushed to Qin Fei’s side in a panic.
“Quick, carry him down to heal his wounds!”
Jiang Ting was extremely anxious and was about to cry.
“Junior sister, I’m fine!”
Qin Fei said weakly, and he took the opportunity to pretend to be miserable again.
But this time, he didn’t have to pretend to be miserable enough.
“You are like this, and you still say you are fine?”
Jiang Ting’s eyes were red, and she was heartbroken.
“Fei’er…”
Xiao Zhenshan stepped forward and held Qin Fei’s hand.
Everyone carried Qin Fei down with all their hands and feet.
“Brother Xiaofei…”
Xiao Yue also followed nervously.
“If you don’t agree, you can come together!”
At this time, Li Xingyao’s voice spread throughout the venue.
The whole venue suddenly quieted down.
Everyone stared at Li Xingyao on the sword-fighting stage angrily.
“We still have our senior brother!”
“Yes, we still have our senior brother.”
“The senior brother is the number one of the young generation of our Qingyang Sword Sect.”
“Hurry up and invite the senior brother!”
Everyone just remembered that they still had a senior brother who was the number one of the young generation, and was also the sect’s saint son Xiao Yang.
At this time, everyone just reacted.
Xiao Yang is the sect’s saint son, a sword genius, possessing the True Yang Saint Body, and the strongest of the young generation of Qingyang Sword Sect.
Lei Renjie and Qin Fei can’t compare with Xiao Yang at all.
However, their senior brother is still facing the wall in the back mountain to reflect on his mistakes.
“Zheng Fan, go to the back mountain and invite your senior brother to come.”
Jiang Qitian said to the second disciple Zheng Fan in a deep voice.
“Yes, Master!”
Zheng Fan took the order and left.
…
“Get out!”
In the back mountain, in the reflection cave, Xiao Yang’s angry shout came out.
