Starting from helping someone rob a wedding, he was forced to hide in the Sunset Sect

The old man walked slowly to the center of the square.

He raised his head slightly and his eyes fell on Jiang An, with a look that showed the vicissitudes of time and a hint of scrutiny.

"I am the elder of Xuanqing Sect. I will host this competition."

"I heard that you two have an agreement. I know that you young people will act on impulse. Why don't you just treat it as an ordinary competition? If Feng Xuelin wins, you don't have to..."

"Three years of agreement, a competition, the loser will abandon his own cultivation, kneel down and kowtow 100 times."

Jiang An interrupted the Xuanqing Sect elder.

Everyone in the square looked at Jiang An, and each had a slightly different expression.

Jiang An's realm is not as high as Feng Xuelin's, there are two small realms behind him.

What's more, Feng Xuelin was a disciple who was specially trained by Emperor Xuanzong of Qing.

Although his realm is higher than his and his cultivation environment is better than his, he has no advantage at all.

Feng Xuelin raised her eyes slightly and her gaze fell on Jiang An.

"It was my master's request to cancel the engagement. I didn't mean to look down on you at that time." Feng Xuelin said.

"I know." Jiang An said.

There was no other conversation between the two, they just looked at each other.

The old man took a few steps back and said, "Jiang An of the Jiang Family versus Feng Xuelin of the Xuanqing Sect. The competition begins!"

He sighed in his heart. He was already in his old age and was only a cultivator at the Golden Core Stage.

The leader of the Qingxuan Sect has been in seclusion for decades, and the other three elders have been isolating him as the elder in charge, resulting in a bad atmosphere in the Qingxuan Sect.

Especially when mortals were recruited to do odd jobs a few years ago, he was originally against it, but the other three elders agreed.

Most of the current disciples of the Qing Xuan Sect have bad character.

If Jiang An wins this competition, the other three elders of Qingxuan Sect will definitely not let Feng Xuelin abandon his cultivation, and may not even let Jiang An leave.

The old man turned his head and looked at Xu Yeyu. Naturally, he also saw the black jade, which was the token of the Sunset Sect.

He originally planned to mediate the matter, but he didn't expect Jiang An to reject him.

He waved his sleeves and left the square, not wanting to see what happened next.

He doesn't want to care who wins. At worst, he will just stop being an elder of the Qingxuan Sect.

Jiang An took out the spirit sword from the storage ring, and Feng Xuelin also took out the spirit sword from the storage ring.

Two figures quickly crossed each other in the square, swords flashing.

Feng Xuelin took a sword step, her figure was as nimble as a swallow, and with a flash of cold light, her sword force came straight forward.

The moment the sword was chopped down, Jiang An quickly caught the trajectory of Feng Xuelin's sword. He took a half step sideways, focused his eyes, and raised his sword to meet the attack.

The two swords intertwined in the air, making a crisp collision sound, and sparks flew as the sword lights crossed.

Jiang An swung his sword horizontally, cutting directly towards Feng Xuelin's waist.

Feng Xuelin was quick-witted and quick-handed. She quickly put the scabbard at her waist to block Jiang An's attack.

The sword turned slightly and cut straight into Jiang An's waist.

Jiang An poured his true energy into the magic sword. He forcibly twisted the direction of the sword and deflected Feng Xuelin's sword.

The two distanced themselves.

Feng Xuelin tightly grasped the magic sword, and a faint green breeze wrapped around the sword, fluttering like a veil.

The three elders on the high platform nodded slightly, worthy of being the most talented disciples in the sect.

In the Foundation Establishment Stage, one can cultivate the Blue Wind Sword to a small degree of success, with a hint of great success in sight.

She raised her hand, the sword flashed, and green wind patterns condensed into shape.

Then, she swung her sword, and the sword light suddenly turned into dozens of sharp wind blades.

These wind blades formed a dense attack net in the air, like fine green blades, heading straight for Jiang An.

Jiang An retreated quickly. He gripped the magic sword tightly. The sword body emitted a faint chill and the air around him suddenly became icy cold.

He swung his sword, and the sword light brought up a gust of cold wind.

The direction where the sword tip passed was immediately covered by frost, and the ice layer quickly expanded on the ground and in the air, forming an icy barrier.

Those wind blades were frozen one after another by the frost, condensed into ice crystals, and were finally completely blocked outside the frozen area.

The frost came and went quickly, and disappeared completely in two breaths of time, but there was no sign of Jiang An.

Feng Xuelin looked around and saw a dark shadow coming towards her at a terrifying speed.

Jiang An's speed was several times faster than before, and a solemn look appeared on Feng Xuelin's face.

She poured her true energy into the magic sword. Since she couldn't escape, she could only take it head-on.

The two spirit swords met in mid-air, and Feng Xuelin frowned, the feeling was not right.

It seemed that her spiritual sword did not hit Jiang An's spiritual sword, but instead hit an ice block.

Jiang An's figure in front of him gradually turned into countless ice cubes.

Feng Xuelin quickly turned around and saw the real Jiang An behind her!

She felt the aura of Jiang An, who had made a breakthrough during the battle.

He is now a cultivator in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and the realm gap between the two of them is only one small realm.

Jiang An held the magic sword in his left hand and clenched his right hand into a fist.

His fist created a strong wind in the air, stirring up clouds of dust and sand.

Jiang An's fist hit Feng Xuelin's waist directly.

Under the horrified gazes of all the Qingxuan Sect disciples, the wind from the fist whistled through the air and hit Feng Xuelin's waist solidly.

Feng Xuelin retreated rapidly as if hit by a violent storm.

Her body tumbled in the air and finally fell heavily to the ground.

She was bent in pain, obviously hurt.

Jiang An came to her side and put his magic sword against Feng Xuelin's neck.

"you lose."

Feng Xuelin suppressed the pain, coughed a few times, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"I was careless. I didn't expect you could box."

Sword cultivators usually only know how to use spiritual swords, but Jiang An not only knows how to use swords, he also knows how to use boxing.

Feng Xuelin lay on the ground. She looked at Jiang An with her eyes and said, "I give up."

She also has stronger sword techniques and sword moves, but she was indeed careless, and if she loses, she loses.

If this was a life-and-death battle, Jiang An's sword would have cut off her neck.

The whole place was silent. No one in the Qing Xuan Sect thought that Feng Xuelin would lose to Jiang An.

Jiang An hid his skills too deeply. He had been fighting Feng Xuelin with the magic sword. Many people did not expect that he could also use boxing.

He created a fake body to attract Feng Xuelin's attention.

Then he took advantage of the girl's inattention and punched her.

The sword cultivator's body was not strong, so Jiang An defeated Feng Xuelin with one punch.

"If you're not careless, you probably won't be able to beat me."

A sword intent emerged around Jiang An, and his sword intent was far superior to Feng Xuelin's.

But his cultivation is only at the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Feng Xuelin felt the sword intent, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "So that's how it is. You hid it so deeply. It's really like your style."

"I thought you had already broken through to the Foundation Breaking Realm. Before coming to Qingxuan Sect, I estimated that you only had a fifty percent chance of winning."

Jiang An put away his sword intent, put the spirit sword back into the scabbard, and continued: "But you haven't broken through to the Foundation Breaking Realm, you are still in the late Foundation Establishment Realm."

He originally thought Feng Xuelin was hiding her true state.

Therefore, Jiang An deliberately kept a low profile and concealed his sword intent, intending to display it unexpectedly at the critical moment.