Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Yang Dingshan's eyes focused. The surrounding Spirit Aura became chaotic.    

"Patriarch, what's wrong?"    

A few elders from the Yang family had puzzled expressions on their faces.    

Yang Dingshan stared at the long sword in Yang Qianhuan's hand, staring at the red light that was gathering around it. He said in a deep voice, "Do you still remember the incident where Qianhuan fainted during the last family competition? She is now using that move. It is very strong, but it is very dangerous. In fact, she might even directly injure herself"    

" How could this be? "    

Everyone was shocked. They had always thought that Yang Ahjiao's cultivation had improved. They did not think that it was Yang Qianhuan's problem.    

Yang Dingshan's gaze was somewhat complicated. He looked at her and let out a long sigh.    

The red light on the Martial Field had finally disappeared. The burning aura and the chaotic Spirit Aura had also disappeared. The long sword in Yang Qianhuan's hand that was glowing with white light appeared.    

This long sword looked very gentle, as if it was the warm sun in the winter.    

However, although the power of this long sword had disappeared a lot, Yang Qianhuan's pure white forehead was covered with beads of sweat. Her hands had turned pale due to overexerting herself.    

The power of the opposite treasured seal and the indifference on Bai Lin's face were the complete opposite.    

The entire Martial Field fell silent.    

Everyone in the audience held their breaths and stared at this scene with their eyes wide open. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.    

On the stands belonging to the City Lord's Mansion, Old City Lord's eyes revealed a trace of surprise. He said softly, "Zhou Sheng, who do you think is stronger between the two of them?"    

Zhou Sheng was wearing an old style green robe. He cupped his hands and said with a serious expression, "The Bai family has a higher chance of winning, but the girl from the Yang family is better."    

He wasn't referring to her cultivation base.    

Old City Lord glanced at him and nodded with satisfaction. He served tea by the side.    

At the same time, Yang Qianhuan moved.    

Her figure became more and more illusory. Her speed was extremely fast.    

When she reappeared, she was already in front of Bai Lin.    

The long sword that was glowing with white light made two sounds and lightly slashed down.    

Bai Lin only took a glance and immediately laughed disdainfully, "You still don't want to give up? Looks like I can only make a move."    

He stretched out his hand, and the floating treasure seal flew upwards for a short distance, then started spinning. At the same time, the huge shadow that was originally floating above him became a little more solid, and then fell down with a loud bang.    

The bottom of the shadow of the seal was very light, so faint that it was almost impossible to see it clearly. However, the space at the top of the seal seemed to have substance.    

A huge pressure immediately enveloped this area. Although she could not see any changes from the outside world, Yang Qianhuan felt that her entire body had become incomparably heavy. The speed of the long sword had become much slower.    

Her body faintly trembled, as if she had withstood ten thousand jin of strength.    

A dull sound rang out. The ring that was specially built for the competition had actually been stepped on by her, leaving behind traces of cracks. A touch of bright red color quietly seeped out from the corner of her mouth.    

Although the pressure was great, her long sword still slashed out, but its speed was incomparably slow.    

"Do you really think you can hurt me with this kind of attack?"    

Bai Lin shook his head and looked at the sword that was slowly slashing at him. He could not help but laugh in his heart. He moved his body and was about to dodge to the side.    

This action made the smile on his face freeze.    

"How is this possible? I actually can't dodge!"    

He cried out involuntarily, and the Spirit Aura on his body surged out. Instantly, his figure blurred, and when he reappeared, he was completely stunned.    

The slowly slashing sword was still in front of him, and he had not moved a single step from start to finish.    

"I have the treasure seal, how can you threaten me?"    

Bai Lin's calm expression had long disappeared, and what replaced it was fear.    

This long sword that was glowing with white light looked harmless, but it suddenly became incomparably terrifying. It carried a horrifying aura, causing all the hairs on his body to stand on end. Although there was still a distance of half a meter between them, he felt as if it had already been placed on his neck.    

Bai Lin took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart. He squatted down slightly and kept making gestures with his hands.    

Yang Qianhuan looked at Bai Lin's expression and tried her best to squeeze out a mocking smile.    

"Do you think you can beat me like this?"    

Bai Lin was furious. He clapped his hands together and suddenly attacked. The earthen yellow light met the sword.    

"Spirit Subduing Palm!"    

With a loud shout, his palms collided with Yang Qianhuan's long sword.    

A few soft sounds were heard, and a few small cracks appeared on the ground. At the same time, a wave of air rushed out from the area where the two of them were fighting.    

Bai Lin's figure flew out along with a miserable cry.    

"It's over just like that?"    

"What happened just now?"    

"The people of Bai family lost? "    

The people outside the arena were silent for a while, and then they burst into noisy discussions. What happened just now happened too fast. Bai Lin's hands had just met the longsword. His entire body was sent flying. That miserable cry made people shiver in fear.    

The treasure seal floating in the air lost the support of its power and fell to the ground. The shadow above also disappeared.    

Yang Qianhuan only felt her body lighten. Her entire body shook uncontrollably twice before she stabilized her body. However, she could no longer see Bai Lin's figure.    

Under the attack just now, he had actually flown out of the arena.    

"The first round of the competition between the three great families - Yang Qianhuan wins!"    

The referee was different from the audience. He immediately ran to the center of Martial Field and loudly announced.    

Yang Qianhuan looked at the seal on the ground with a complicated expression. Then she dragged her tired body and walked back to the platform of Yang family.    

Yang Dingshan held Yang Qianhuan's shoulder with one hand and said, "Qianhuan, are you alright?"    

"Patriarch, I'm fine. I can still hold on."    

She forced a smile. If it was not for someone holding her, she would have fallen.