Chapter 460 The man in black robe falls, Qingyun list?

Chapter 460 The man in black robe falls, Qingyun list?

Although the man in black robe was a little unwilling, at this point, he had to accept the fact before him.

He knew that he had no way out. If he wanted to survive, he could only try his best to see if he could kill the shadow guard leader in front of him.

Thinking like this, he began to circulate the huge power of qi and blood in his body again, and even some of the power of qi and blood that was originally hidden in various parts of his body was gradually mobilized by him.

As the power of Qi and blood gradually circulated, the black sword in his hand gradually began to exude a sharp aura.

"Eat my sword"

The man in black robe shouted lowly, and then the black sword in his hand roared towards the figure with an even more fierce attack.

The power of sword energy and blood flowed freely, seemingly mixed with an indomitable and terrifying mood.

And that figure seemed to feel the sharpness of the black-robed man's sword energy. His palm trembled slightly, and a thin sword appeared in his hand.

The thin sword flew across the sky, seeming to absorb all the energy and blood in the world.

"If that's all"

"Your life can come to an end."

After he murmured in a low voice, the thin sword in the hand of the figure directly faced the whistling sword energy of the black-robed man with an even more fierce attack.

The energy and sword energy from both sides collided continuously, making a deafening sound.

After a long time, when the two sword energies gradually dissipated, the tip of the thin sword in the hand of the figure was still pressed against the throat of the man in black robe.

Although it was just the tip of a thin sword, the sharp sword energy still cut through the skin of the black-robed man's throat.

The blood flowed out, and the man in black robe felt a burning pain in his neck.

"Are you one of the three commanders of the Shadow Guard?"

The man in black robe looked at the figure in front of him and asked with a frown.

Although he felt a little unwilling to do so, it was already the case and he had to accept it.

The shadow guard commander, who was dressed in black, did not answer aloud.

He looked at the black-robed man in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart.

There seemed to be something wrong with this man in black robes.

Although his cultivation is only at the early stage of transformation, the energy and blood power mixed with some spiritual power in his body seems to be a little different from other early stage monks.

He couldn't tell exactly what was different.

However, this did not prevent him from killing the man in black robes in front of him.

After all, his mission this time is to kill the target.

Thinking like this, his palm trembled slightly, and the thin sword directly penetrated the throat of the man in black robe.

Blood spurted out, and in just a few breaths, the man in black robe no longer had any breath.

After a long time, he pulled out the thin sword from the man in black robe.

After doing all this, he turned around and left.

As he left, this area was quickly discovered by some patrolling Wei Qingcheng monks.

When they arrived here, they only saw blood on the ground and the body of a man in black robe who had no breath.

That night, in the shadow guard's temporary residence.

"The mission is completed, the target has been killed." A figure said calmly.

He stood by the bonfire, wearing a black mask on his face and a black tights. He was the shadow guard who had completed his mission.

"Well done." Another figure beside the campfire said calmly.

He also wore a black mask and black tights, but his figure was much burlier than the previous one.

"It's just a little strange." The figure from before said, "Although the target is only in the early stage of transformation, there is something wrong with the energy, blood and spiritual power in its body."

"Something's wrong?" The burly shadow guard said calmly, "What's wrong?"

"I can't tell, I just feel a little different from other monks in the early stages of metamorphosis." said the figure before.

"Not the same?" The burly shadow guard frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Forget it, no matter what is wrong with him, it has nothing to do with us. Our mission this time is to kill him. Now the mission It’s done, the rest has nothing to do with us.”

"Yes." The figure from before nodded and said, "That's true."

Saying this, he looked at the bonfire again.

And as he looked towards the bonfire, his brows wrinkled slightly.

He always felt like something was not quite right.

But he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

In the blink of an eye, another day passed.

On this day, a piece of news suddenly spread in Wei Qing City, causing the entire Wei Qing City to boil.

That is, the annual Qingyun Ranking Competition will start in half a month.

Qingyun Ranking, this can be regarded as a ranking list of outstanding young cultivators in Wei Qing City. Any cultivator with a cultivation level of bone refining or above can participate.

If you can stand out in the ranking competition of Qingyun Ranking, you can get rewards from the City Lord's Mansion, and there is even a chance of getting some other precious items.

Over the years, it is precisely because of the rewards from the City Lord's Mansion that the Qingyun Ranking Ranking Competition has attracted more and more monks to participate.

And in this Qingyun Ranking Tournament, some nearby sect forces suddenly came to visit.

Therefore, this year's Qingyun ranking competition will be more grand and grand than in previous years.

And as the news spread, the entire Wei Qingcheng was completely boiling.

Major restaurants, inns and other places are full almost every day.

Everyone is discussing this Qingyun Ranking Tournament.

After all, this is a great opportunity to make a name for yourself.

If you can become famous in one battle, you will be able to rise to prominence and attract everyone's attention and pursuit.

Thinking like this, everyone is gearing up and preparing to show off their skills in the Qingyun Ranking Competition.

In such an atmosphere, almost all the inns in Weiqing City were packed.

In desperation, some outside monks had no choice but to camp.

In this atmosphere, some businesses in Weiqing City also took the opportunity to raise prices.

For a time, the entire Wei Qingcheng was almost immersed in the atmosphere of the upcoming Qingyun Ranking Tournament.

After a few days like this, I found myself by the window on the third floor of a certain inn.

In a relatively quiet corner, a young man sat.

The young man is wearing a light blue robe, has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and is quite handsome.

He held a long sword in his hand and wiped it gently.

Opposite him was a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is burly, with a big beard, and looks quite rugged.

"If I remember correctly, you have entered the Qingyun Ranking Tournament for three consecutive years, right?" The burly middle-aged man looked at the young man opposite and said calmly.

"Yeah." The young man nodded and said, "It's just a fluke."

"Are you planning to participate in this Qingyun Ranking Tournament?" the burly middle-aged man asked again.

"Of course." The young man nodded and said, "My goal this time is to hit the top ten."

"Top ten?" The burly middle-aged man frowned and said, "It's a bit difficult."

"It is indeed somewhat difficult." The young man nodded and said, "But it is not impossible to do it."

Saying this, he began to wipe the sword in his hand again.

With that serious look, it seemed that in his eyes, this long sword was more important than anything else.

And next to these two people.

He was wearing a low-key robe.

The young man with a special spiritual sword tied around his waist was sitting silently at a wine table at this moment.

While drinking and eating in silence, I quietly listened to the words of those around me.

And this young man looks a little immature.

They came from the clansmen of the Luo family, the overlord of Bluestone City, near Wei Qing City.

His name is Luo Ze.

And the reason why Luo Ze came to this so-called Wei Qing City this time.

The main reason is because

Luo Yao beside him.

Just a few days ago, Luo Yao, the young head of the Luo family, said that he came to Wei Qingcheng to do something.

Therefore, he brought out Luo Ze, who had almost never left the Luo family land.

While seeing the world, get a little experience.

This is still very important for a swordsman monk like Luo Ze.

When he heard that the Qingyun Ranking Tournament was about to begin, Luo Ze felt a little excited.

It's not that the Qingyun List is very important to him, but

He wanted to see how big the gap was between himself and these so-called young talents.

Thinking like this, he also looked at the young man in light blue robes with some curiosity.

He wanted to know what was so special about this monk who had been able to enter the Qingyun Ranking Competition for three consecutive years.

Thinking like this, he looked towards the table next door again.

At the same time, he also began to pay attention to the burly young man at the next table.

This burly middle-aged man seemed to be a monk, and his cultivation was in the realm of perfect bone refining.

He seemed to know the young man in the light blue robe, and they talked about a lot of things.

As time went by, this young man in light blue robe gradually attracted Luo Ze's attention.

Because, he found that this young man seemed to have an unusual aura.

That was not the breath of cultivation, but a breath that he was familiar with.

Sword repair!

Yes, it’s swordsmanship.

This young man in light blue robe is a swordsman!

When Luo Ze discovered this, he began to observe every move of this young man with full concentration.

As he observed, he discovered that this young man's swordsmanship seemed to be quite strong.

When the other party was wiping the sword, every movement seemed so natural and harmonious.

It feels like one is integrated with the sword.

Thinking like this, the anticipation in Luo Ze's eyes couldn't help but gradually become a little stronger.

Sword cultivator, this is a profession that pays great attention to talent.

If you don't have enough talent, it will be difficult to become a top swordsman.

Although Luo Ze is also a swordsman, his swordsmanship talent is not very good.

At least, compared to some of the most talented practitioners, he is far inferior.

Thinking like this, he began to observe this young man silently again.

In the blink of an eye, a few more days passed.

The city lord's palace is located in a huge square.

At this moment, the broad square was already filled with people and was completely dark.

Almost all monks from various sects gathered here, and even some nearby mortals came over to join in the fun.

After all, this is the day when the Qingyun Ranking Tournament begins.

Thinking like this, everyone looked up at the high competition platform.

Soon, figures jumped up one after another on the competition stage.

These figures are all famous figures on the Qingyun List, and there are even some powerful people among them.

As these people appeared, the monks below also began to whisper.

They were all discussing the strength of these people and who would win the final victory in this competition.

Thinking like this, the whole square fell into a commotion.

And in this atmosphere, the competition on the high platform is about to begin.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

A majestic voice suddenly sounded in the square.

As this voice sounded, the entire square gradually became quiet.

Everyone looked up at the high platform.

There, there was a middle-aged man in brocade clothes standing with his hands behind his back.

His eyes scanned below and finally stopped at one place.

"I am the Lord of Wei Qingcheng, Wei Wuji!" He said calmly, "Today's Qingyun Ranking Competition will be hosted by me!"

As his words fell, respectful voices echoed throughout the square.

As the lord of a city, Wei Wuji's strength has reached the late stage of blood refining.

With such strength, looking at the entire territory with the Luo family in Bluestone City as the core, it can be regarded as a strong one.

Thinking like this, everyone was full of awe towards Wei Wuji.

In this atmosphere, Wei Wuji looked at the people on the high platform again and said, "You are all elites on the Qingyun Ranking, so this competition is very important to all of you."

Saying this, he glanced at the people on the high platform again and said lightly, "Let's begin."

As his words fell, the entire square fell into a commotion again.

And in this atmosphere, the competition on the high platform officially began.

Following the words of Wei Wuji, who is the current city lord of Wei Qingcheng and has reached the late stage of blood refining.

Suddenly, bursts of commotion broke out at the scene.

And on the stage specially used for martial arts competitions.

At this moment, there is already a man with a strong body, who seems to be in his thirties or forties, but in fact his bone age is only more than 20 years old, already standing brazenly on the competition ring.