Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Yang Qianhuan slightly raised her eyebrows and looked at Bai Lin. The corner of her mouth curled up. Instantly, she revealed a very beautiful smile.    

"I want to disappoint them, but it depends on whether you have the ability to do so."    

Their gazes collided in the air, and the smell of gunpowder filled the air.    

"Alright, since you are all ready... So. "    

The referee felt the Spirit Aura wreaking havoc on the battlefield. He swallowed his saliva and quickly withdrew from the Martial Field. Only then did he shout loudly, "The first match, begin!"    

Just as he finished his last sentence, Yang Qianhuan placed her right hand on the hilt of her sword.    

The pure white sword hilt and slender hand looked very gentle, but the clear sound of the sword being unsheathed made people's hearts shiver.    

She held the long sword in one hand and flew out in the air, but the sword sheath remained in the air.    

Yang Qianhuan's movements were too fast, and her entire body became somewhat illusory, faintly discernible like a misty fog, making people unable to see clearly.    

Bai Lin's expression changed drastically. He did not expect Yang Qianhuan to be so fast. He gritted his teeth and quickly gathered the Spirit Aura in his hand.    

A soft sound was heard.    

A silver light suddenly flashed across the scene. Along with an ear-piercing sound, it rushed towards Yang Qianhuan.    

A strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in her heart, and her heart sank. The silver long sword turned red, and then she suddenly swept forward with her sword, leaving behind a trail of afterimages and a long flame.    

The fiery light landed on the side of her face, and accompanied by her body, it flashed towards one side.    

Yang Qianhuan's lithe waist turned in the air and landed steadily on Bai Lin's side. Her thin red robe was still fluttering in the air.    

Not far away, the scabbard had finally fallen to the ground. Along with it were two palm-sized small knives. The two small knives looked very plain and there were two short white ribbons at the end of the knives.    

"A man actually used this trick."    

Yang Qianhuan lightly laughed and her eyes carried a hint of contempt.    

At this time, in the Yang family region.    

Yang Ahjiao looked at the two people confronting each other. Her slender hands covered her small mouth, laughing until her entire body trembled and her shoulders kept shaking. This made the people around her very confused.    

"Ahjiao, what are you laughing at?"    

Yang Zhou asked softly. He glanced at Yang Dingshan from time to time, with some worry in his eyes.    

Yang Ahjiao noticed his gaze and immediately coughed twice. She then said, "Didn't you notice that Qianhuan not only talked a lot this time, but she is not that serious?"    

"It seems to be like this!" Yang Zhou's eyes lit up as if he had discovered something interesting. He quickly leaned over to Yang Ahjiao with a curious expression on his face.    

Yang Xuan quietly sat at the side. Because he had entered the finals directly, he did not need to participate in battles for a long time, so naturally he did not need to prepare anything. He just needed to adjust his condition.    

He looked at the two people who were chatting with smiles on their faces, and then looked at Yang Xiao, who was thinking with his head down. He sighed lightly.    

"As expected, without knowing my strength, the disparity in this competition has reached a point that makes them despair. Do they even need to relax?"    

He sighed in his heart. Even Yang Xiao, who was usually the proudest, had never relaxed his tightly furrowed brows. In the end, they were all disciples of Yang family.    

The battle in Martial Field was still going on. The red light on Yang Qianhuan's sword was getting brighter and brighter.    

She was only at the early Second Stage, and Bai Lin was obviously stronger than her. It had to be said that this opponent was extremely disadvantageous to the Yang family.    

Out of the twelve people who drew the lots, only four of them were at the Second Stage. Besides the two from the Yang family, only one from the Lau family and Bai family had reached the Second Stage.    

Yang Qianhuan gritted her teeth and shouted. The red light on her sword became brighter and brighter, as if it was going to burst out.    

The majestic Spirit Aura crazily gathered towards her. Her bright red robe was fluttering in the air. It was as if she had turned into a ball of flame, and there was an invisible force on the ground that was rushing in all directions.    

"Yang Qianhuan is indeed the number one genius girl of Yang family."    

Bai Lin looked ahead with a serious expression. He slowly took out a dark golden seal from his sleeve.    

This seal was very small and was not even the size of a palm. However, the workmanship was very delicate. There were complicated patterns on the four surfaces, and there were some empty carvings on the top.    

The restless Spirit Aura around Bai Lin instantly quieted down, as if there was a huge mountain pressing down on this place. Even the noise in the distance had become inaudible.    

"This is a secret treasure!"    

Yang Dingshan suddenly stood up from his seat. He slammed his hand on the wooden table beside him, causing the cup above to tremble.    

Secret treasures were treasures that were given to Spirit Aura. There were not many of them, and every single one of them was extremely precious, and they all possessed great power.    

It was said that some powerful Heirlooms could even make an ordinary person fight a Second Stage warrior, and not fall into a disadvantageous position.    

The Yang family also had such a treasure, but it was the ultimate treasure of their clan. It couldn't be used unless it was a critical moment, because there was a limit to the number of times a secret treasure could be used.    

"I never thought that the Bai family would be so decisive. They are even willing to use their secret treasures!"    

Yang Dingshan squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Qianhuan with a worried expression.    

The violent Spirit Aura carried the heat wave and continued to spread towards Bai Lin. However, before they could get close to him, they had already disappeared.    

The small seal quietly floated in Bai Lin's hand. An aura as steady as a mountain soared into the sky. It actually transformed into an enlarged version of a shadow above him.    

As soon as the shadow appeared, the pressure instantly became more and more solid. A faint earthen yellow luster also appeared around Bai Lin.    

Yang Qianhuan pointed the scarlet long sword that was emitting heat waves in front of her. She felt the grand and steady aura in front of her and frowned.    

"You should give up!"    

In the distance, Bai Lin shook his head leisurely. He could feel the huge Spiritual Force contained in Yang Qianhuan's move. In order to maintain his condition, he took out this secret treasure without hesitation.    

He was naturally very clear about the power of this secret treasure. Immediately, he was fearless and sized up Yang Qianhuan with interest.    

Her figure was faintly discernible and coupled with the dazzling red flames around her, she seemed to have a unique flavor.    

Now that victory was within his grasp, Bai Lin relaxed a lot and looked at Yang Qianhuan's body.    

Yang Qianhuan noticed his gaze but was not angry at all. Instead, her expression became more and more serious.    

The dazzling and scorching light gradually returned to the long sword.