A playful smile appeared on the corner of Zuo Zhenyu's mouth, "What do you want." ”

Su Ye said: "That's it, if I win, you give me your Blood Condensation Bone Refining Pill."

I'll lose, I'll give you the first name, as well as the three-pattern Qingling Pill, how about it. ”

"Good. Deal. Zuo Zhenyu was overjoyed in his heart, this was to give himself the two pills, he really couldn't ask for it.

He couldn't wait to say, "Then I'll start competing." ”

"Yes, yes. ”

Seeing Su Ye agreeing so happily, Elder Murong Wenlin and the others shook their heads slightly, not that Su Ye would definitely lose, but the probability of losing accounted for more than half.

Participating in the assessment is different from fighting with others, this Zuo Zhenyu was born in a family, and since he was a child, he has had a special family powerhouse to teach him combat skills, and he also has exercises and martial arts.

But by this time, the battle was a foregone conclusion, and they had nothing to say.

Zuo Zhenyu crossed to the center of the martial arts arena, shook the long sword in his hand, and said with full anger: "Come up." ”

Seeing the long sword in Zuo Zhenyu's hand, everyone present was slightly surprised, "Ming-level inferior spirit weapon." ”

But all spiritual weapons are worth more than a few thousand spirit stones, even if they are children of the family, they are often only qualified to have a clear-level superlative spiritual weapon after arriving at the Wuji Realm Eight Heavens and Nine Heavens, but I didn't expect this Zuo Zhenyu to have a Ming-level spiritual weapon in the Wuji Nine Heavens, obviously this Zuo Zhenyu is very valued in the family.

People looked at Su Ye one after another, wondering what weapon he could come up with, looking at Su Ye's family background, it was impossible to take out a Ming-level spiritual weapon.

Although this seems unfair, but in the Baili Dynasty, the competition of martial artists has always been like this, you can't let people not use Ming-level spiritual weapons, that is definitely not good, foreign objects are sometimes a kind of strength.

Family background has always been a part of strength, saying that the spiritual weapon is unfair, then the cultivation brought by the pill is naturally unfair, and it is impossible for the martial artist to compete without the cultivation brought by the pill.

So this loss, Su Ye could only eat it.

"This Su Ye, eighty percent of them don't have a Ming-level spiritual weapon. ”

"Well, there's no way around it, a Ming-level spiritual weapon is tens of thousands of spirit stones, and ordinary people can't get it, I just hope that Su Ye won't take out a Taiji-level Qing-level spiritual weapon and be cut off by someone else's sword, then there will be no fighting. ”

When people were discussing, Su Ye didn't plan to take out the steel bone rainbow gun, if he still needed to use the steel bone through the rainbow gun to compete with Zuo Zhenyu, it would be too much of a failure.

Su Ye slowly walked onto the martial arts arena, in fact, as soon as Zuo Zhenyu drew his sword, he had already begun to observe this sword.

Su Ye is not good at understanding spiritual weapons and inscriptions, but he also has a certain understanding of inscriptions, refining tools and formations, and the construction of spiritual weapons from the Heavenly Spirit Treasure Record, if you want to learn formations and refining weapons, you must first learn inscriptions, inscriptions are the foundation, only if you know how to engrave inscriptions, can you apply inscriptions to spiritual weapons and formations.

Zuo Zhenyu's Ming-level lower-grade spiritual weapon seems to be majestic, but in fact, it can only be regarded as an ordinary commodity in Su Ye's eyes, and the inscription on the Ming-level lower-grade spiritual weapon is not in Su Ye's eyes.

However, all inscriptionists have the art of observing weapons, and the inscription master can use the soul magic technique to infiltrate the spiritual consciousness into the spiritual weapon, so as to judge the merits of the spiritual weapon.

The Heavenly Spirit Treasure Record that Su Ye obtained from Wenxuan Wuzun naturally also had a set of his own identification techniques, although he had only studied this technique a little, but it was more than enough to look at Zuo Zhenyu's sword.

Ming-level lower-grade spiritual weapons can indeed greatly improve the combat effectiveness of martial artists, but Zuo Zhenyu is only a martial base Nine Heavens can exert a very limited effect of spiritual weapons, and Su Ye is not worried at all.

Of course, even if Zuo Zhenyu exerts the power of this sword, Su Ye's current strength is enough to crush Zuo Zhenyu.

He relied on his own fists, the six-winged Lei Peng Gong was originally a physical exercise, not a practice of cultivating true qi, to the strength of the yang, the bones and muscles of the martial artist themselves are the best weapons.

With Su Ye's martial foundation's cultivation at the peak of the Nine Heavens, with the power of five hundred and fifty-five tigers, there was no pressure to break the boulder with one punch, if this punch hit a person, even a strong person in the Wugang Realm might not be able to withstand it.

Zuo Zhenyu was full of real air, and before Su Ye could stand firmly, he had already let out a loud shout, and a series of bright inscriptions lit up on the three-foot-long sword, and there were nine inscriptions in total.

Among them, eight cyan are condensed by Zuo Zhenyu's true qi, and the last one is left by the inscription of the inscription.

"Yuezen Eight Stone Forbidden Book Swordsmanship, this is the Zuo family's previous master of the family, the dynasty gave the Zuo family in Nanjia City a peerless learning, this Zuo Zhenyu relied on the cultivation of Wuji Nine Heavens to practice the Moon Zen Eight Stone Forbidden Book to the realm of entering the house, but it is indeed good. ”

The elder who watched the battle was naturally knowledgeable, and immediately told the origin and realm of Zuo Zhenyu's martial arts.

"The Moon Chan Eight Stone Forbidden Book can only be used by using spiritual weapons, the children of the family are indeed different, with such a family heirloom martial arts, and they can be equipped with Ming-level spiritual weapons early, this starting point is much higher than that of other Hanmen martial artists. ”

"Su Ye is in danger, he is a poor boy, maybe he will not have a high-grade martial arts, what can he use to block the Moon Zen Eight Stones Forbidden Book. ”

On the martial arts arena, Su Ye looked at the cyan inscription on Zuo Zhenyu's sword, his eyes burning.

You have to speed up the cultivation of these auxiliary techniques, and at this moment, Su Ye secretly decided to start with the inscription.

Su Ye was thinking about it, and at this moment, Zuo Zhenyu had already rushed up with a long sword in his hand, and he came up and used the family heirloom Martial Arts Yue Zen Eight Stone Forbidden Book to solve Su Ye in a few moves, so as to establish his authority.

True Qi permeates the long sword spirit weapon, making a sharp whistling sound, this is the benefit of the spirit weapon, once the true qi is concentrated, it can greatly improve the momentum and power of the move, in the face of this kind of power, the martial artists who do not have the spirit weapon often have a sense of powerlessness, because if they use a low-level spirit weapon, they are likely to break the spirit weapon if they fight head-on.

"Su Ye, suffer death. ”

Zuo Zhenyu shouted violently, the blue light on the four inscriptions bloomed instantly, and the long sword slashed towards Su Ye's shoulder like a broken bamboo, Su Ye's eyes froze, his feet slammed on the ground, and his body flashed out like lightning.

"Boom. ”

Zuo Zhenyu slashed on the ground with a sword, and sparks splashed everywhere. This bluestone ground has been blessed by the formation, and it is as hard as iron, but even so, it was still cut out by Zuo Zhenyu with a half-foot-long opening, which shows the great power of this blow.

After missing the blow, Zuo Zhenyu was not frustrated, but laughed, "Su Ye, are you competing with me for speed." I didn't expect you to not only be born with divine power, but also fast, but it's a pity. You don't know how to do martial arts. ”

"In terms of speed, how can you compare with me. Zuo Zhenyu's footsteps moved, and his body pulled out a series of vague afterimages.

"Break the dust. The body martial arts of the left family. ”

"This is one of the Zuo family's family heirlooms, the gods are elusive, and the speed catches up with the ghosts and gods, and the great family is really jealous. ”

"The spirit weapon is restricted, the martial arts are restricted, and the body method is not as good as the body, how can this battle be fought. ”

While everyone was discussing, Zuo Zhenyu took seven steps in a row, and instantly appeared on Zuo Zhenyu's side, and the four inscriptions on the Ming-level spiritual weapon reappeared, and with the strength of Zuo Zhenyu's martial arts realm, he could only barely stir up six inscriptions, and slashed at Su Ye's arm with a sword.

Haotian Sect is not allowed to kill people in the competition, otherwise he will be punished by the Discipline Hall, so Zuo Zhenyu slashed at Su Ye's arm, although this sword will not kill, but it can make Su Ye's arm break together.

A sinister sword.

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Zuo Zhenyu's mouth, aren't you a genius. I'll cut off your path of genius, see what else you are fighting with me, he is bound to win this sword, and he can't think of the slightest reason why he will lose, but at this moment.

Su Ye snorted lightly, turned around sharply, and smashed out with a punch, not even using martial arts.

A plain punch, with the power of nearly three hundred and fifty tigers, smashed out without any fancy fancy.

"Phew. ”

This punch hit Zuo Zhenyu's chest,

The change of lightning and flint made the elders present shocked, this punch just now was by no means so simple, those disciples who only watched the excitement couldn't see anything, but they were all strong, and naturally knew the power of the punch just now.

This Su Ye, how could he do this, the power of three hundred and fifty tigers.

was directly lifted away by this force, and Zuo Zhenyu's breath that had just been exhausted was not raised, but he found that Su Ye in his field of vision was instantly enlarged.

Not good.

"Breaking the Dust" Zuo Zhenyu stepped on the Broken Dust Step, his body was completely opposite, and he moved out forcefully, resisting Su Ye's punch, and in this sudden stop and change of direction, Zuo Zhenyu couldn't control the restless qi and blood in his body, and spit out a mouthful of blood. At this time, Zuo Zhenyu was already shocked in his heart, he was forced by Su Ye instead, could it be that Su Ye could kill all sides at the fifth layer at that time.

The forbidden book of the Eight Stones of Yuezen, which he was proud of, was completely broken, which made Zuo Zhenyu feel deeply humiliated, but this was no longer the time to think about how to retaliate.

Su Ye rushed up again like a maggot on a tarsal bone.

Because one breath of true qi was exhausted before, and now it has just been mentioned halfway, this is also the defect of low-level martial artists using high-level spiritual weapons, and the requirements for true qi are extremely high, unless your true qi is particularly strong and you are not afraid of consumption.

Zuo Zhenyu didn't have time to cast the Eight Stone Forbidden Book of Yuezen at all, so he could only pour half of his true qi into the Ming-level spiritual weapon in his hand, relying on his physical strength and the sharpness of the spiritual weapon to resist Su Ye's blow, he had already expected that if his sword was cut down, Su Ye would inevitably retract his fist, otherwise his hand would be chopped up.

However, he didn't expect that Su Ye didn't close his fist at all.

Instead, he unceremoniously flew up and kicked Zuo Zhenyu in the chest, Zuo Zhenyu spit out a mouthful of blood arrows, broke a few ribs in an instant, and his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Zuo Zhenyu screamed.

"Stop. ”

The moment Su Ye kicked Zuo Zhenyu away, Elder Bei Yanxu flew up like a goshawk, and the chair he was sitting on was directly shattered by Zhenyuan.

Elder Bei Yanxu rushed into the martial arts arena like the wind, caught Zuo Zhenyu, who was not lightly injured, and immediately took out a medicine bottle from his body, and gave Zuo Zhenyu an elixir, he and Zuo Zhenyu's grandfather are old friends, so he naturally has to take care of the grandson of the deceased, and Zuo Zhenyu was injured like this, it is difficult for him to explain.

After feeding the elixir, Elder Bei Yanxu looked up at Su Ye with a gloomy face, "You kid who doesn't know what to do, you are so vicious, you are so vicious. ”

Elder Bei Yanxu's sentence used the true yuan, and every word burst out like a burst of Sanskrit sounds, full of momentum.