The fiery red red dragon suppressed the sword intent condensed by the other people around him, and stood on top of the sword mound, and the sword mound, which had always been extremely calm, let out a roar like a dragon's roar at the moment when the red dragon circled.

This dragon's groan is not too high, but the disciples of the Burial Sword Palace, who are more familiar with the sword mound, understand that this is a famous sword and this red dragon sword intent coincides.

For a while, all eyes were focused on the stout young man, and in these eyes, there was envy, and more jealousy.

Zhuo Yingkang's face was filled with a faint smile, although at this moment, he was full of resentment towards this young man who showed the state of a red dragon, but on the surface, he definitely couldn't show it.

What's more, he firmly believes that one day, he will be able to surpass this person!

After all, he is the sword body of Da Luo, after all, his sword intent has not left his body.

And that Ying Shaodian just smiled casually, and looked up at the sky, the hovering red dragon was not in his eyes at all.

When the red dragon entered the mound, the heavens and the earth seemed to calm down all of a sudden, and with the red dragon entering the mound, among the less than thirty teenagers floating on the sword plate, only Ying Shaodian and Zhuo Yingkang were left without sword intent.

The sword intent of these two people has not come out so far, what kind of earth-shattering vision should it be?

For Zhuo Yingkang, Zhu Xinrong had some confidence in guessing, but she had no clue about winning Shaodian.

In the duel between two people, only one person can get the Hongyan Divine Sword, and the person who hopes to get it is not to win Shaodian.

Time ticked by, and some of the teenagers standing on the sword plate couldn't wait any longer, but even though they were anxious at this time, they could only wait quietly.

Heaven and earth all around. There was silence, whether it was the disciples of Chiyan Mountain or the Burial Sword Palace, at this moment, they all waited with bated breath.

I don't know how long it took, a sword light suddenly rose in the void. It was a pale cyan sword light.

This sword light did not condense and form, although the sword light that was more than two zhang long gave people a good feeling, but after all, it was not condensed and formed.

The two most promising people actually came up with this kind of sword intent, this ...... How is this possible?

Whether it was Zhu Xinrong or Zuo Old Ghost, their eyes widened, and their hearts were full of apprehension.

Don't believe it. But they hope that this cyan sword intent will rush out of Win Shaodian, so that they will win.

It's a pity that the position where the sword rose into the air is still far from winning Shaodian.

It's not to win Shaodian, is it Zhuo Yingkang? Zhuo Yingkang really lived up to his expectations and formed a waste!

Time. Like swallowing twenty-five little mice in one mouthful, Zhu Xinrong scratched his heart, and he had a feeling that he didn't dare to look at it. This is impossible, how could this result occur with the sword body of Da Luo and the ancestral sword bead of the Burial Sword Palace?

I don't believe it, but I can only accept this fact, after all, winning Shaodian has been ruled out, and now it is possible. Only Zhuo Yingkang.

"It's Zheng Ming, didn't he rush out of a sword intent just now?Why is there still now?" A voice full of doubts pulled Zhu Xinrong back from his disappointment, and he hurriedly looked at it, and saw the cyan sword light. It was Zheng Ming who was standing.

The two-zhang cyan sword intent shrouded the top of Zheng Ming's head, making Zheng Ming look a little extraordinary.

However, compared to the red dragon, this cyan sword intent was really far behind.

The cyan sword intent didn't stay long, that is, a few breaths of effort, and then it disappeared into the sword mound.

It's Zheng Ming's sword intent, it's okay! The moment Zhu Xinrong breathed a sigh of relief, another thought suddenly rose in his heart, that is, Zheng Ming had obviously appeared a sword intent just now, how could it be another one now?

Two sword intents, Zhu Xinrong is still the first time to see it.

"Master, the disciple has seen in the classics of the sect that some people are born with mixed physiques, so the sword intent in the body is not pure. ”

When Cen Yuezhu said of this power, he smiled and said, "Although these two sword intents seem to be stronger than one sword intent, they actually do half the effort when they are cultivated. ”

For this explanation, Zhu Xinrong just smiled noncommittally, for her, the most important thing was not Zheng Ming, but that this sword intent did not belong to the person she thought in her heart.

Zheng Ming was also a little puzzled by the cyan sword intent that rushed out of his body, if the purple sword intent just now belonged to the benefits brought by Zhao Zhijing's hero card, then who was this cyan sword intent?

Zhao Yun, Xiang Yu, and ......

Thinking of the hero card he had used, Zheng Ming couldn't help but have a little headache, he stared towards Zhuo Yingkang and the others, and saw Zhuo Yingkang looking at him with a smug face.

Uncle, you kid is still a fucking big move, uncle, let you see and understand, what is the real natural wealth!

Zheng Ming, who was surging in his heart, immediately found the young nameless hero card, and was about to use it, when he was suddenly moved, and the cold current in his body spun again.

And also!

At this moment, Zheng Ming became more and more curious, he wanted to see what kind of sword intent was rushing out of his body at this time.

Zhuo Yingkang withdrew his gaze from Zheng Ming's body, and at this time, he already felt that the momentum absorbed by the swirling cold current in his body had almost reached its peak.

Although he couldn't feel what the sword intent that was converging in his body at this moment was, he had a feeling that as long as he released this piece of sword intent, it would definitely be earth-shattering.

Zheng Ming, what do you compare with me!

But he didn't want to release it immediately, he wanted to accumulate strength, he had to wait until he won Shaodian, and it was best to win Shaodian before he released his momentum.

In this way, he will be able to defeat Ying Shaodian!

But Ying Shaodian was still motionless and looked indifferent, which made Zhuo Yingkang's heart rise an impulse.

An impulse to cut Ying Shaodian's whole person open and see what is in this guy's body.

"Master, then Zheng Ming can pull out the Flying Immortal Sword, he should at least have the sword intent that is in line with the Flying Immortal Sword, why is it that what he is showing now is two such ordinary sword intents?" Yun Yuerong asked full of doubts.

Li Qiuran shook her head, she didn't understand why this Ming Shao was acting so weirdly now.

She agreed with most of what Cen Yuezhu said, but there was one thing that Cen Yuezhu said was wrong, that is, people with two sword intent can cultivate two different sword techniques, and if they complement each other, they will also have a bright future.

It's just that there is really no much point in arguing with Cen Yuezhu at this time, so in this matter, she chose to let it go.

"I don't know about that!"

"Master, do you think Zheng Ming will release the third sword intent?" Yun Yuerong didn't get the answer she wanted, and asked with a hint of unwillingness in her words.

Li Qiuran said in his heart, how is this possible? A person who can have two sword intents is already very good, and three sword intents, this is simply impossible.

However, just as she was about to answer, she felt a surging and majestic killing intent, rushing towards her like a blazing fire! Li Qiuran stared at it, and saw a flame-like sword intent rushing towards the top of the sword mound.

This flame-like sword intent was more than two zhang long, and at the moment it rose to the sky, it turned into a burning flame.

Although the flames are not large, they show an unstoppable momentum to burn the wasteland!

Seeing the sword intent of this flame, Li Qiuran's heart suddenly let go of most of it, she judged that Ying Shaodian, as a disciple of Chiyan Mountain, had recovered a fierce beast of the fire system such as Huo Niu Lin, and it must be the flame sword intent.

Now that the flame sword intent has appeared, that is, the sword intent of Ying Shaodian has appeared, although the sword intent of Ying Shaodian has also condensed, but a ball of flame, not to mention Zhuo Yingkang, who surpassed the sword body of Da Luo, even that powerful sword Chen can't compare.

This is definitely good news for the Burial Sword Palace.

She was happy, Cen Yuezhu was even happier, and when she saw the flame, she almost screamed out of control.

With her identity, cheering and shouting at this time is really a bit embarrassing, but at this moment, she really can't help it.

"True Xuanzi, this is your born god son of Chiyan Mountain, I don't think it's very good, the sword intent is a flame, it's really a little scary. ”

Cen Yuezhu's words made the faces of many people in Chiyan Mountain change greatly, especially the young man standing behind Zhen Xuanzi, and his mean eyes showed a trace of murderous intent unceremoniously.

No one doubted that if this young man was a little more angry, he would definitely be able to tear Cen Yuezhu apart.

"Senior brother doesn't need to be like such a person with eyes and beads, it was Zheng Ming who issued this sword intent. Zhen Xuanzi's voice suddenly sounded.

Zheng Ming, these two words calmed Cen Yuezhu down suddenly, she stared at the person under the fire cloud, the person under the sword intent like a flame, wasn't it Zheng Ming?

The third sword intent, this ...... How is this possible!

Zhu Xinrong and Zuo Lao Ghost also opened their eyes wide, although the two of them have experienced a lot of things, but this is the first time they have seen such a strange situation today.

The third sword intent, how is this possible, but the fact is in front of their eyes, although this sword intent has only just been condensed, it is really the third sword intent.

"What's the situation?" Old Ghost Zuo looked at Zheng Ming and asked Zhu Xinrong in a low voice.

Zhu Xinrong shook her head, she also didn't understand what the situation was.

The fourth sword intent, a blood-colored sword light, is three zhang long!

The fifth sword intent, a sword as black as ink, is two feet long!

The sixth sword light condensed into a figure of an immortal that seemed to be about to collapse at any time in the void, looming.

......

Six swords, one after another, everyone's eagerly anticipation, this moment seems to have become Zheng Ming's ungrateful performance.

Zhuo Yingkang gritted his teeth, at this moment he wanted to scold, his grandmother's, he still hasn't played, who is the real protagonist?

You have released your sword intent again and again, grandma, do you think you are fireworks, one shot after another!) )

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