Chapter 4314: Xingyun Sword Pavilion, Leng Xinglin
He didn't spend too much time with Xu Wanjun.
And strictly speaking, there is no clear emotion between the two.
If I have to say something, it's just that we admire each other.
But in Qin Haoran's opinion.
In the entire Eternal Sword World, there are only a few women who can catch his eye.
Xu Wanjun had met him before and admired him.
Ask yourself, if Xu Wanjun became a Taoist partner with another man.
Qin Haoran will still feel more or less unhappy.
Moreover, Xu Wanjun was one of the few people he could care about.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have let his clone come to this sword-fighting meeting.
Hearing the many discussions around him, Qin Haoran did not move, but just watched silently.
And next, after all forces gather together.
These are the usual processes.
The leaders of the four sword pavilions all showed up and offered sacrifices on the altar.
Between heaven and earth, it seemed as if the sounds of billions of swords rang out simultaneously, shaking the universe.
After a series of rituals and processes.
The sword-fighting competition officially began.
Sword-cultivating disciples from various schools and sects began to take the stage one after another.
Through drawing lots and other methods, they start fighting and competing with each other.
Of course, the disciples of the Four Directions Sword Pavilion and the Eight Great Sword Sects do not have to fight with the other cultivators.
Instead, you can directly participate in the final competition.
In such a fierce battle.
Time passes day by day.
Finally, the final stage of the competition began.
On a stage.
Shen Bingying's beautiful figure appeared, wearing a blue fringed long dress that accentuated her exquisite figure.
It can be said that if Xu Wanjun was not there.
Shen Bingying will definitely be the most popular girl in this sword fighting competition.
"This Shen Bingying is indeed not a simple person. She comes from the declining Tianhe Sword Sect."
"But they were able to fight to this point."
"Yeah, even if she fails this time, her ranking is still pretty high."
"The Tianhe Sword Sect is ranked last among the eight major sword sects. It's quite good for her to reach this position."
"I just wonder who her next opponent will be?"
Many people present were discussing it.
Not for long.
Another graceful figure also descended upon the stage.
It’s Xu Wanjun!
"It's Xu Wanjun!"
"Tsk tsk, two beauties competing with swords is a real pleasure to watch."
"It's a pity. The result should be no suspense at all."
Many people shook their heads secretly when they saw this.
On the ring, Shen Bingying looked at the tall, elegant and extraordinary woman opposite her.
There was a hint of jealousy in his eyes.
She is naturally proud.
Now Xu Wanjun has taken away the attention that originally belonged to her.
Naturally she was unhappy.
Without saying a word, Shen Bingying also drew her sword. The moment she drew her sword, the bright sword light surged out like a long river of ice and snow.
The temperature of the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly dropped to freezing point, as if the void was frozen.
"This woman's ice swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary."
Even some elders on the platform nodded when they saw this.
On the opposite side, Xu Wanjun's eyes were very calm, like an ancient well without ripples.
She also took action, and a mysterious sword-fighting spirit began to flow around her.
"It's the prototype of Kendo Tenshin!"
Feeling that artistic conception, many sword cultivators paused, revealing a kind of desire.
The Heart of Sword Dao, this is the realm that all sword practitioners want to reach.
But among the billions of sword practitioners, it is difficult for anyone to touch him.
As for Xu Wanjun, she was already an absolute genius because she was able to comprehend the rudiments of the Heavenly Heart of Sword Dao.
In addition, many people have also noticed it.
The prototype of Xu Wanjun's sword art Tianxin is already very mature.
I believe that it won’t be long before I can truly reach the realm of the heart of swordsmanship.
After feeling the prototype of Xu Wanjun's swordsmanship.
Shen Bingying's pretty face also changed slightly.
Although she is also a prodigy in kendo.
But there is still a distance to go before comprehending the rudiments of the Heavenly Heart of Sword Dao.
The two women's swords collided and intertwined with each other, and the void was filled with gushing sword energy.
But the final result was no surprise.
Shen Bingying lost to Xu Wanjun.
"Accepted."
Xu Wanjun put away the sword with her delicate hands, her black hair fluttering and her skirt flowing.
The whole person was like a green lotus emerging from the mud without being stained, which made many sword practitioners present dazzled.
Shen Bingying clenched her jade hands tightly and gritted her teeth. Although she was unwilling, she had no choice.
And after this competition.
Next, it is the stage where peerless monsters such as Sifang Jian Ge will compete with each other.
I have to say, he is a monster from the Sifang Sword Pavilion.
Their strength is the best among their peers in the entire Eternal Sword World.
The fighting was so intense that all the sword cultivators were glued to their seats.
And in this case.
The sword-fighting competition came to an end and the final competition finally began.
Xu Wanjun reached the last level.
Her opponent is Leng Xinglin, a peerless figure from the Xingyun Sword Pavilion, one of the Four Sword Pavilions.
Leng Xinglin was dressed in a long gown, with a jade-like face and a crown, and had a handsome appearance. The sword energy around him seemed to turn into countless nebulae swirling around.
He held a magic sword made of star iron mixed with fairy gold.
The whole person looks extraordinary, like a young master with a sword.
This kind of aura made many female cultivators present have their eyes sparkling with excitement.
If Xu Wanjun is the white moonlight in the eyes of many male cultivators in the Eternal Sword World.
Leng Xinglin is the noble young man in the eyes of many female cultivators.
"I have to say, Leng Xinglin and Xu Wanjun are quite compatible."
Many people looked at the man and woman on the platform and sighed inwardly.
On the high platform, Leng Xinglin looked at Xu Wanjun, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face.
"Wanjun, I didn't expect that the first place in this sword competition would be decided between you and me."
"Come on." Xu Wanjun raised the sword with her jade hand.
"Wanjun, you should know my feelings. In the entire Eternal Sword Realm, no one is worthy of you except me."
Leng Xinglin's tone was filled with affection.
He has a great admiration for Xu Wanjun.
Moreover, his identity, background and strength are also compatible with Xu Wanjun.
Even many elders and seniors of Piaomiao Sword Pavilion felt that Leng Xinglin was the best match for Xu Wanjun.
However, when Xu Wanjun heard this, a figure that looked ordinary but was not ordinary suddenly flashed through her mind.
In the entire Eternal Sword World, there are indeed few peers who can compare with Leng Xinglin.
But that one should be okay.
Shaking her head slightly, Xu Wanjun didn't think too much about it.
Her encounter with the mysterious swordsman was just a chance encounter.
Although we have experienced it together since then.
But there was only some admiration between them.
Seeing Xu Wanjun silent, Leng Xinglin thought she had some intentions.
He smiled slightly and said, "Oh, if that's the case, then I will win first place in the sword competition."
Hearing Leng Xinglin's words.
Many monks present also sighed in admiration.
"It seems that this time, Leng Xinglin is really planning to take Xu Wanjun down."
"If Leng Xinglin wins first place in the sword competition, even if Xu Wanjun doesn't want to."
"I guess the Piaomiao Sword Pavilion behind her will also try to match her up with Leng Xinglin."
Many people think that after this sword-fighting competition, Leng Xinglin and Xu Wanjun will probably become a Taoist couple.
They really couldn't think of anyone else who was worthy of Xu Wanjun.
Amidst the crowd, Qin Haoran's expression carried a faint hint of coldness. (End of Chapter)
