Please Kill the Demon

"Sword God of Luoyan Peak, I also heard about it back then." Lin Bei was equally passionate when he mentioned the name, and said, "It would be fine if he crushed his fellow sects and won, but back then he was only a Jindan cultivator, but he was in Yujian. The way of flying crushes everything, there is no opponent."

"What is the name of that Luoyan Peak Sword God?" Chu Liang asked.

Wen Yulong mentioned it to him yesterday, and today Lin Bei praised him here, but no one could name him.

"I really don't know about this." Lin Beidao, "It's strange to say that there are only a few legends in these years, but his name has not been handed down on Mount Shu. But according to his age, he should be in the same class as your master and Taoist Yan. Yes, you can go back and ask Master."

Wen Yulong touched his chin and guessed: "Maybe that senior has encountered some accident? Otherwise, with his talent, he will never be unknown in Shushan until today."

"Then let's not mention it for now." Chu Liang raised his head and looked at Yuan Tian.

More than a dozen white awns that are flying like lightning have already flew back, making bursts of sound.

Today is the qualifier for the Flying Sword Competition. The hundred or so contestants participating in the competition will be divided into ten groups, with eleven people in each group for the preliminaries. Only the top two in each group can qualify and enter the next stage of the flying sword racing finals.

His group is about to start.

Wen Yulong said from the side: "I just took a look. Among your opponents in the same group, only Chen Zheng from Xinghuo Peak is strong. Even if you can't beat him, you will still be able to qualify."

Chu Liang nodded slightly, and looked at Chen Zheng who was pointed out by Wen Yulong.

I saw a thin and small disciple standing on the hillside over there, with a dark complexion, bright eyes, and a very tough temperament.

He was accompanied by several Xinghuo Peak disciples to help out, and one of them was holding a sword box in his hand. It should contain the racing special flying sword inherited from Xinghuo Peak, named "Flying Star".

"Hey, you don't need to be ambitious at this time." Lin Bei patted Chu Liang on the shoulder, "If you work hard, you can definitely surpass him!"

"I will do my best." Chu Liang smiled.

It's just an entertainment game, and he doesn't have any psychological pressure.

"Yeah, just try your best." Wen Yulong also echoed, "It's just an entertainment competition. Winning or losing is nothing more than some sword coins, so there is no need to be pressured."

Um.

As soon as this remark came out, Chu Liang's shoulders suddenly straightened, and it seemed as if his whole body was suddenly ignited with a raging flame of fighting spirit!

"It's over." Lin Bei covered his face and said, "If you say that, he must be risking his life."

...

"All contestants, go forward and line up, listen to the order and take off with your sword at the same time! No preemption is allowed, and those who violate it will be expelled."

The deacon disciples of Chuanjian Hall raised their hands high, and sprinkled a cloud of bright and shining medicinal powder into the air, evenly falling on each disciple.

Here is a cliff, the front leads directly to the sea of ​​clouds. It's just that the sea of ​​clouds has been cleaned up at this time, and a special long road of white clouds has been opened up. At that time, the participating disciples will have to guard their swords on this road of clouds. Once the figure leaves this cloud path for a moment, the star dust sprinkled on the body will fall off.

If the stardust scatters light when reaching the finish line, the result will be invalid.

This regulation is to let the contestants follow the established route, otherwise the sea of ​​clouds is vast and everyone will compete for shortcuts and it will be impossible to control.

"fly!"

With an order, more than a dozen disciples who were tense at the same time spurted out their true energy and sacrificed their flying swords.

chi chi chi chi——

Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of flying swords cracking silk in the air!

The first sword glow pierced the sky and went away! Draw a long road of flames!

It was Chen Zheng from Xinghuo Peak.

He stepped on the Flying Star Sword, and the two green dragons under his feet were tightly entangled, and the sword energy behind him rushed out!

Fire meteor!

Chu Liang raised his Wuchen sword and followed closely behind, a burst of Jueyun sword energy with dragon's breath pierced through the air, catching up to the flying star in an instant, and even had the potential to overtake in an instant!

quick!

Extremely fast!

If it weren't for the tight green dragon on the ankle, Chu Liang might be thrown away by him at the first step!

In a normal battle, it is absolutely impossible for him to control the flying sword at such a speed! Because you can't control it if you get distracted! Binding yourself to the sword is by no means a safe state.

The double top-grade golden core was running crazily, and there was no shadow of any flying sword in front of him in an instant!

"It's not that powerful." Lin Beidao, who was watching the battle, "Do you think Chu Liang has surpassed that Flying Star Sword?"

"Senior brother Chu has the upper hand in cultivation, so driving with all his strength will naturally have the upper hand, but going straight is not fast..." Wen Yulong shook his head and said, "The one who is fast on the curve is really strong."

...

boom--

The track for the qualifiers is neither long nor complicated. This cloud road only draws a circle around four peaks, and completes the route by flying around the peaks at the end.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Liang had arrived at the first turn. He concentrated all his spiritual thoughts, the green dragon popped out with both hands, and the four silver ropes entangled the flying sword at the same time, and he completed the turn with a bang!

The centrifugal force under the strong speed still almost threw him out of the cloud, and the strong body even felt a sense of tearing!

But at this moment.

A flaming flying sword suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

laugh--

Not only did the Flying Star Sword not slow down, but it accelerated suddenly, and the tip of the sword was pressed down to draw a semicircle, and the overtake was completed in an instant!

When Wuchen Sword and Feixing Sword returned to the straight road, they were already more than ten feet behind!

This short distance in the air can be crossed without even blinking an eye, but both sides kept driving at a high speed, which is so long for Chu Liang!

He rallied with all his strength, and the double golden pills set off a huge wave of air, surging violently!

Finally shortened the distance by half.

But the next turn has already been ushered in!

laugh--

The Flying Star Sword flicked its tail and cornered skillfully again, immediately widening the gap again!

boom--

Every time Chu Liang turned a corner, he had to control that powerful force. Every time he wanted to get out of the sword, he tried his best to adjust his true energy, but he was only barely stable, and his speed would inevitably slow down. But Chen Zheng on the Flying Star Sword didn't seem to have this kind of trouble, and every turn was extremely smooth.

There must be some tricks that he doesn't know, Chu Liang knew it in his mind.

After four turns, the gap between him and Flying Star Sword had widened to tens of zhang, and it was difficult to catch up after the last circle around the peak.

laugh--

Flying Star Sword galloped across the finish line with fire and lightning all the way, and won the first place without a doubt.

boom--

Wuchenjian broke through after one breath, ranking second.

After another moment, the contestants behind them crossed the line, and streamers of light pierced the sky.

"Huh..." Chu Liang drew his sword and fell to the ground, heaving a sigh of relief.

It's so exciting.

Before he knew it, the clothes all over his body were soaked in sweat. In that lightning-quick competition, he had to control the furious flying sword at all times, without realizing how nervous he was.

Turning his head, he found that Chen Zheng had come behind him at some point.

"You're fast." He looked at Chu Liang with a smile. "It's just that I'm still a novice in flying sword racing. Practice hard. I'm looking forward to competing with you in the final."

Chu Liang smiled back: "Okay."

Chen Zheng turned around and left with the fellow disciples from Xinghuo Peak, Wen Yulong and Lin Bei also surrounded him.

"It's only close." Lin Bei said, "If you work harder next time, you'll definitely win."

Chu Liang pondered: "It's not that simple. He uses inertial drift to turn, and he also accelerates with flame patterns, and his speed is extremely fast. If I can't make up for these gaps, I will never win against opponents of this level."

Just as he was thinking of going back to do some research, he heard roars coming from the direction of Tongtianfeng Square behind him.

Looking over, I heard someone shouting: "The people of Tianwangzong and the people of Thunder Fort are fighting!"

"Huh?" Lin Bei was taken aback, "It's really a fight?"

Good morning.