The bird officer pointed out, and the demon was fighting.!

Su Jing and Sanshouman jumped onto the high platform at the same time.

The three-handed man was as always, without much expression, and said hoarsely: "I didn't expect it." ”

Su Jing didn't hide his helplessness, shook his head and said, "I didn't expect it either." Wait a moment for me. Then he turned his head to look at the official on the stone platform: "Adult, villain, please lower your head and beat your head!"

The so-called hooding is actually a layer of concealment magic, and this battle is invisible to outsiders.

Demon barbarians are competitive by nature, and most of them like to compete in front of everyone, and if they win, they will win majestic. But there are also some cultivators who have the secret method of sneak attack, and this move can't see the light, otherwise it won't be useful next time.

If it's just an ordinary competition, there will be no 'hooding', but this fight is to select brave demon generals, the so-called soldiers are not tired of cheating, everything on the battlefield, there are fighting demons who want to hide their tricks, and the rules are also allowed, as long as both of them agree, you can lower the head-covering spell.

The official looked white and fat, like a peanut spirit, and looked at the three-handed man when he heard the words: "What do you think?"

Sanshou didn't hesitate and nodded directly. The official took out a demon mark from his bosom and began to mumble a mantra in his mouth.

The head-covering spell here has not yet fallen, Lie Lie'er and Ah Yan's little mother have won their own battle, they are not idle spirits, and they found Su Jing from the five hundred high platform with a sweep of their demon sense, and when they saw that it was actually a friend confrontation, the two monsters were startled at the same time, and flew to the vicinity to watch the battle.

Lie Lie'er frowned slightly: "The three-handed sword will kill people and make trouble!"

Ah Yan's little mother shouted directly: "Shanxi Wu, what kind of head are you covering." Just throw in the towel!"

Su Jing looked at Xiangxia from the high stone platform and gave her a clear smile. A month of getting along is not long, but they also have some understanding of each other, Su Jing refuses to admit defeat, Ah Yan's little mother knows that she can't persuade her, and after returning him with a smile, she raised her chin and closed her eyes. I took a deep, deep breath, and although I was far away, I could still smell his sweet taste.

The long eyelashes fluttered lightly. Without waiting for Ah Yan's little mother to take a long breath, Su Jing and the three-handed man were in the ring with a slight shock, and completely disappeared from everyone's sight and demonic sense.

The aroma is also truncated.

Not visible from the outside. But the inside has not changed, the champion is still there, standing on the edge of the ring and waiting for the two to make a move.

Su Jing ignored the official and looked at the three-handed man: "How many words?"

Still without hesitation, the three-handed man nodded: "Okay." ”

Su Jing was not afraid of being embarrassed, so he pleaded directly: "I want you to ask me to make a move, I'll do it first." ”

The three-handed man is still the same word: "Good!"

Su Jing's eyes flickered a little, and he frowned slightly: "I said something when I first met, do you remember?"

"I have another set of peak sword killing techniques, unless we meet in the ring. Otherwise you won't see it!" said with three hands, repeating the sentence word for word, without even changing the pronoun.

Su Jing asked: "Knowing that I have the means, why do you still accept my request to 'make a move'?"

The three-handed man replied simply: "It's really helpless to kill you, so let you die blind." "Finished. He paused for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Actually, it's best for you to admit defeat!"

The official's face is very ugly, the two of them are nagging and refusing to do it, which makes people impatient, and now they actually discuss admitting defeat and admitting defeat after asking for a head-covering spell, is this considered a teasing of the official?

Fortunately, Su Jing shook his head: "No, I have to win." Then he changed the conversation again. smiled: "At that time, I lied to you, not one set, but three sets I have three sets of lore swordsmanship." Which set will be used later, you choose. ”

It's not difficult to yujian, it's just a matter of an instant to do it later, the difference in strength between the two is huge, if Su Jing's 'lore sword' can't defeat the three hands, then he will die under the counterattack of the three hands, the three lore, Su Jing only has the opportunity to launch one of them.

Sanshou shook his head indifferently: "It's up to you." ”

Su Jing smiled, but his tone was very heavy: "I ask you to choose, it should be zuihou to discuss the sword once!" As he spoke, he actually sat in the ring with his legs crossed, and stretched out his left palm to make a 'please sit' gesture to his three hands.

The official couldn't help it, and coughed lightly, intending to urge. The three-handed man didn't even look at him, and sat in front of Su Jing with his clothes folded: "Okay, I'll take a look." ”

Su Jing took out a sword talisman from the Qiankun bag, and directly put it into the hands of the third hand without any scruples.

The latter took the sword talisman and probed it a little with his true element, and the next moment his face changed abruptly!

"This sword talisman was refined by my master's father, and it is my personal treasure and life-protecting thing. Su Jing smiled lightly and explained: "With the Yang Fire Pure Yuan into the spell, combined with the sword gang that he has cultivated for thousands of years, I haven't used the power yet, and I have been reluctant to do so." What I was reluctant to use to kill enemies and get involved in danger before, even if I use it to win you against my friends today, I won't be happy. ”

The word 'friend' seemed to make Sanshou slightly stunned, and he exhaled slowly, and asked himself, "Who is your master?"

Su Jing shook his head: "I can't say, but it's another thing that is very interesting." My master has practiced swords all his life, and no one in the world can beat him, but his sword is very strange, it is a bowl. ”

Sanshou's eyes widened slightly, he was a real sword idiot, and he couldn't help but be tempted when he heard the interesting sword: "How to make a bowl and a bowl?"

Su Jing's jaw raised slightly, closed his eyes and sang: "Everything is black, the war is casting, the glory comes from the east, and the fierce west gathers in my door, there is a secret method of sword refining, called 'Sword Brake Tianwu', which can refine all things into swords. ”

The pupils of the third hand were a little bigger, and he was about to ask carefully, but Su Jing sighed shallowly: "Don't talk about this, let's talk about my second set of lore swords." As he spoke, he raised his hand and plucked the yellow flower pinned to his chest, and the delicate petals rolled and soothed, turning into a beautiful butterfly, and flew to the three-handed man according to the master's wishes, and fell lightly on his hand.

Su Jing continued to explain: "Blooming like a flower, blooming like a butterfly. This yellow flower sword butterfly comes from the great best."

Before he finished speaking, Sanshou shook his head and interrupted: "This butterfly hides strange mana, it is indeed a great treasure, but it comes from a spell, and it has nothing to do with the sword!"

Su Jingying said: "You don't understand this, Zen thoughts, wisdom swords, and butterflies are sword butterflies." You can't go wrong!"

Sanshou still shook his head: "If it's a sword, it's a sword, if it's not, it's not." I don't know as much about swordsmanship as you do, but I still know what a sword is. This butterfly is malicious. But there is no half of the sword intent, and a sword without sword intent can only be regarded as a piece of iron, not to mention that it is still a butterfly. ”

Su Jing laughed: "Its sword intent does not exist in the body. It does not exist in heaven and earth, or even in this life and this life, but is hidden in the past life and the past life! Ancient and modern times are the universe, and the four directions are the universe. This butterfly's sword, what is missing is the word 'Zhou'! Missing a sword, hehe, the more you talk about it, the farther it goes, don't mention it, you look at my third set of lore: the sword in the stone. There was a slight helplessness in his smile, but he still sighed shallowly, and let Die'er stay in the hands of the three-handed man, and Su Jing took out a stone from the splendid bag.

Just because of the sword talisman caused by the matter, we talked about it unclearly. This time, Sword Butterfly jumped to the topic halfway through the conversation, and the three hands were tickled in his heart, and he really didn't want to stop there, so he waved his hand and said: "Make Sword Butterfly clear first, and the third sword will be in the future!"

Six hours passed. It was already dusk, and most of the five hundred rings were divided into winners and losers, and Fan Qiao also won the first battle, standing in front of Su Jing and Sanshou with Lielie'er and Ah Yan's mother.

Fighting with their heads covered, they couldn't see the situation inside, but the expressions of the three people became more and more surprised. Lie Lie'er sneered: "Isn't this too long?

Fan frowned and unlocked. Ah Yan's little mother pouted and didn't speak, and the wonders in her heart had already been written on her pretty face.

Finally, when the lights were on, the demon yuan was shaken off, and the big bang that had disappeared the traces reappeared in everyone's sight, which made Ah Yan's little mother full of surprise, 'Ah Lang' was still alive, and the three hands were not dead, and the two stood on the edge of the ring intact.

The official raised his voice and said loudly: "The one who wins, Shanxi Wu!"

Every time the winner is decided, many bird officials in the field will shout in unison, and this time is no exception, chirping at the same time: "Congratulations to the heroes of Shanxiu!"

The two of them fell back to the same place at the same time, and Ah Yan's little mother walked towards Su Jing with surprise in her eyes: "I'm still alive, I'm still winning, how did I win?"

Lie Lie'er met the three-handed man, the monkey stared at the round eyes, and smiled: "Will you lose? Really lose? How did you lose?"

didn't care about entertaining the little mother, the yellow-skinned barbarian smiled and leaned towards the three-handed man: "Don't go to your heart, don't go to your heart, don't you just want to go to Middle Earth to try your sword, I will take you in the future, and I will do what I say!"

Lie Lie'er and Ah Yan's little mother were even more puzzled when they saw this, and they were busy asking the reason for the matter, but the three-handed barbarian didn't say anything, Su Jing naturally wouldn't open his mouth first, and the three-handed sleeves were about to leave, and the fire monkey and the lotus demon were about to hang on his shoulders, plus a shameless yellow-skinned barbarian, embellished behind him and said, 'Don't go to your heart'

The three-handed barbarian was really entangled, zhanzhu's footsteps, and his tone was dry: "The yellow-skinned barbarian is cheating! Tianlinghuang! You go and ask him!"

Tianlinghuang is the name of the Southern Wilderness, which refers to the soul dementoring spells such as illusion and maze

Although the three hands are strong, they can't try to block the swordsmanship refined by the Eighth Ancestor himself. It is not difficult to kill this barbarian, Su Jing only needs to write for a moment, but Su Jing doesn't want to kill him.

There is no great evil in the three hands, only because of a heart that loves the sword, so I want to go to Middle-earth to find the source of the sword, and in this month's relationship, everyone talked very happily, the three hands were cold, ignoring good and evil, obsessed with the sword, and the heart was simple.

I don't want to kill the three hands, and Su Jing can't retreat and admit defeat, but his cultivation is still a lot worse than others, so there is only one way: show the sword talisman of the Eight Ancestors to make the three hands shocked;

Huanghua Sword Butterfly is not a sword at all, Su Jing is talking nonsense, the tone is firm, the reason is plausible, the third hand has chatted with him for more than a month, Su Jing has always said the truth, and he has benefited a lot, this time the third hand really has no doubts, still as hard as before, want to find out the truth, but about the word 'Zhou', the topic is too big and too mysterious, the more I think about it, the more confused I become;

The yellow-skinned barbarian played the previous drama enough, completely disturbed the mind of the three-handed man, and Zuihou took out the mirage obtained from the old clam.

This piece of mirage, Su Jing practiced two times, one is the technique of 'painting skin' to hide, and the other is the technique of trapping the enemy in illusion.

There is no need to say much about what the old clam is, but Su Jing's sacrificial cultivation is not deep enough to exert the full power of the mirage. And the three hands are devoted to the sword, and the mind is simple, and it is impossible to take him down directly by relying on the mirage illusion, so he has to have the previous pretentiousness

Ah Yan's little mother blinked her eyes and looked at the three-handed man: "In the ring for such a long time"

The three-handed barbarian said in a hateful tone: "After chatting for a while, and then the sky is shining, I have been playing with swords, and there are so many monsters that I can't finish fighting in front of me!"

There was silence for a moment, Huo Ran was daxiao for a while, Lie Lie'er jumped to her feet, and Ah Yan's little mother was hilarious, all of them didn't have the demeanor of a decent monster, let alone the face of the three-handed barbarian.

Su Jing was the kindest, and persuaded Sanshou in a low voice: "That official has to wait, I'm afraid that you can still break the illusion, so don't go to your heart for so long." (To be continued)

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