Fortunately, before Ji Biao could beat Huoyi, the savior arrived.

The mighty flying sword team rushed into the competition hall that was already crowded with spectators, and someone had already recognized Yu Feibai, who was the leader.

"Yu Feibai is here?" "Yu Zimo originally went to invite him, and now there is a good show to watch......" "Doesn't Yu Feibai care about trivial matters between disciples?" "He doesn't care, but you don't know ...... between him and Xuanyue"

In the midst of the discussion, the three first-generation disciples who were held hostage in the corner of the wall had different expressions, An Lan and You Feng were naturally happy and grateful, as for Xuan Yue, with a hint of shame in the joy, he turned his head to the side.

Yu Feibai walked straight to the three people in the corner.

"An Lan, You Feng," his personality was indeed introverted, and he called out at the end: "Xuan Yue, how are you doing?"

"Senior Brother Yu, you're finally here. An Lan, who was wilted, finally regained a little bit of vitality, and almost cried: "This person's kung fu is so weird, we all lost." ”

"It's okay, it's good that it's not hurt. Yu Feibai comforted the three of them and glanced at Xuan Yue gently.

A touch of crimson appeared on Xuan Yue's face, but his tone became more and more indifferent: "This person has not practiced swordsmanship, but his physical skills are strong and extremely fast, probably using a secret method, after the whole body is infused with aura, the body can carry the high-grade magic weapon, do you want to carry it with him, you have to use the flying sword to consume him." ”

"I know. Yu Feibai was the one who spoke up, and just said deeply: "Don't worry, I have the Huaishuang Sword." ”

Xuan Yue glanced at the frost-colored spirit flying sword behind him, sat back in the corner, and said no more.

Yu Feibai turned around and looked at Ji Biao, who was standing in the test room.

"May I ask who your Excellency is?"

"You're here to give them spirit stones?" Ji Biao ignored his accosting at all, and stretched out his hand: "This six thousand, this twenty-four, this forty-eight, I only accept spirit stones." ”

Although he had already learned the truth of the matter in the disciple's relay, seeing with his own eyes that the attitude of this uninvited guest was so arrogant, Yu Feibai's eyes were still aroused with a faint sense of war.

"Dare to ask where your Excellency is taught?" Yu Feibai saw that Ji Fei's attitude was arrogant, and he was no longer modest, and said loudly: "If there are any casualties in the competition, it is better to send them back to your master." ”

As soon as he said this, Huo Peng, who was on the side of the test field, was directly shocked, but unfortunately the matter had developed so far, and it was no longer under his control at all, Yu Feibai even brought the flying sword of the Hidden Sword Elder over, so he had to watch the battle from the side, and when the matter was over, he would go to the head of the house to ask for guilt.

"Do you want to go to my house to seek revenge?" Ji Biao asked bluntly: "Now that a fight is 96,000, do you want to bet or do you want to repay the debt?"

Yu Feibai snorted coldly.

"What about betting, what about defaulting?"

"I'll play normally if I bet, and I'll fight to death if I don't pay the bill. Ji Biao is also not modest.

"What a big breath!" Yu Fei raised his white eyebrows, and the frost behind his back came out of the sheath: "This question, you should ask yourself!"

The first disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect really lived up to his reputation, as soon as he made a move, his might completely overshadowed the four people in front of him, although he was young, he was already at the peak of the condensation period, and his aura was incomparable, infused in the Huaishuang Sword, the sword roared like a hiss, half of the practice ground was shrouded in cold light, and the audience outside the practice hall couldn't help but cheer in unison.

Ji Biao stared at the Huaishuang Sword, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"I've seen this sword. ”

"Really?" Yu Feibai pinched a sword trick and smiled coldly: "You are not wronged if you lose under this sword!"

The Spirit Flying Sword is too domineering, it requires too much aura, and just the operation has already made Yu Feibai a little difficult, but when the sword light slashed towards Ji Biao in the field, a sneer still appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The frost-colored sword qi is as white as practice, overwhelming, under the absolute power, no matter how fast Ji Fei's speed is, he can't take the advantage, thousands of swords are slashed head-on, and at that moment, even the air seems to be torn apart by the Xuan Bing sword qi, Ji Fei's movements have a momentary slowness, this feeling is the same as the feeling of being trapped by the Earth Spirit Array in the secret room when he assassinated Yu Tianlu, which made him very unhappy, and when he looked at Yu Feibai who was in the sword, his eyes also had a murderous aura.

Seeing that the sword qi was about to slash at him, he jumped forward, and he was able to dodge a sword qi that rushed to his face, but he was stabbed all over his body by the thousands of swords of the Huaishuang Sword, fortunately, the injuries were not serious, but he looked quite wolf, and even the clothes on his body were pierced into rags by countless sword rays, which made those disciples of the generation who hated him very relieved, and shouted on the sidelines: "Senior Brother Yu, it's good!" "That's it, give him some color and take a look!" "You dare to challenge our generation of disciples, let him see how powerful our Senior Brother Yu is!"

These first-generation disciples plus the second-generation disciples who followed them were quite numerous, and they were arrogant and accustomed, and the shouting was about to lift up the entire training ground, even Huo Yi, who was always a hippie smiling face, frowned and glanced at them, but Ji Wei, who was standing in the center of the training ground, was not at all surprised. In the midst of the uproar in the room, the black-clothed young man was like a wolf hunting, lowering his body and silently confronting Yu Feibai, who was manipulating the spirit flying sword.

For a moment, Yu Feibai even had the illusion that he was not facing an opponent who was also a cultivator, but a beast that treated himself as food.

Probably because the young man's eyes were so cold that he didn't have a trace of emotion, so that it gave him this illusion.

However, after all, he was the first of the three thousand disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and he quickly adjusted back. Running the aura, Huaishuang Sword made a "cloud to see the moon", and still went straight to Ji Ao.

If the sword just now was to test the depth of Ji Biao, then this sword is determined that Ji Biao is just relying on physical skills, so he is determined to take Ji Biao's life. Anyway, he had already concluded that Ji Biao was not a first-generation disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, not even a second-generation disciple, at most it was just those outsiders invited back by Yu Jun on the Silver Snake Peak, so there was no need to keep his hands at all.

This sword was dodged by Ji Biao, and the speed of the young man was indeed almost perverted, but the Huaishuang Sword turned sharply upwards and stabbed straight into Ji Biao's body, which was chasing the clouds and catching the moon in the fire sword technique, and the sword qi was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, biting Ji Biao who was trying to dodge on the ground. Fortunately, Ji Biao leaned on his back, his body was like a sharp sword lying low on the ground, and the Huaishuang Sword slashed his chest dangerously and dangerously, cutting off a few hairs on the young man's forehead.

"Heh," Yu Feibai chuckled, obviously disdainful of Ji Fei's stupid behavior of trying to rely on his body speed to fight against the flying sword: "This is the physical technique?"

The fire separation sword technique that has been cultivated to the third layer really works freely, Ji Biao's body dodge does not bother him at all, and the Huaishuang Sword with a chilling sword aura is like a life under his control, no matter how fast Ji Biao's reaction is and how perverted the speed is, but the spirit flying sword infused with aura is always one step faster than Ji Biao, but in a few rounds, Ji Biao has already fallen behind in the confrontation, and in addition to dodging, he was pierced by Yu Feibai's move "Lone Star with the Moon", leaving a bright red blood stain on the ground of Qingfeng ore.

However, after seeing the blood, the young man's eyes became even more indifferent.

Although Yu Feibai's personality is not flamboyant, after all, he is the leader of a generation of disciples, and he also has the idea of recovering face for his younger brothers and sisters, so he uses the most exquisite and beautiful sword moves.

At this moment, the young man's narrow eyes finally narrowed.

Almost everyone didn't see how he moved, only to see him suddenly kick to the ground, like a wolf, and pounce straight at the sword light that rushed straight at him.

"What!" "What is he going to do!" The audience turned the sky upside down, no one could have imagined that at the last moment he would choose to carry the sword move, and they all regretted the death of this young man in their hearts, you know, the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, the benefit of all things in the world, led by the sword. The flying sword infused with aura is even stronger and sharper, unmatched, among the magic weapons of the same level in this world, there is nothing stronger than the attack power of the flying sword, and there is nothing that can fight against the flying sword so head-on!

In the Qingfeng ore-paved training ground, the young man's figure was like a black sword unsheathed, sharp and narrow, and it collided with the frost-white sword qi that was overwhelming.

The moment the conflict broke out, the Huai Frost Sword bloomed with a huge snow-white light, and countless sword lights with a piercing cold aura exploded in the air, shooting in all directions, hitting the dome stone wall of the practice ground, and condensed into thousands of tiny and sharp ice picks, and the audience also sacrificed magic weapons to resist the impact of the frost sword qi.

Such an explosion is like ...... The sword qi was knocked away......

The sword qi was actually knocked away!

In the center of the training ground, with the black-clothed boy as the center of the circle, the snow-white ice spikes are like blooming lotus flowers, extending wildly outward, and thousands of ice picks several feet high form a jungle of ice and snow thorns, which is daunting, and in the center of the thorns, at the feet of the young man, lies a dull frost-colored flying sword.

A drop of blood slowly fell, dripping onto the blade of the sword, congealing into ice before splashing.

The young man's right hand held a bland inky black dagger, and his fingers, palms, and even his entire arm were pierced by countless sharp ice crystals, and the black clothes on his body had become rags, revealing the new cloth clothes he was wearing underneath who didn't know who made them for him, and the black cloth covering his face was also torn, revealing a handsome face and a cold look that made people's hearts palpitate.

"Ji Biao! He's Ji Biao!" In the dead silence, the audience didn't know who opened their mouths first, and their voices were almost torn apart with excitement.

"Yes! He's Ji Biao!" More voices echoed, and the sound was about to explode the practice ground: "I've seen him!

"Didn't he get shot at the worms? Why didn't he become a wasteman!"

"Did Elder Tianquan Taishang cure him...... Did he get the secret method given by the Supreme Elder......"

In the midst of the uproar, Yu Feibai's face turned pale, and he looked at the black-clothed young man opposite in disbelief.

Even if the entire practice field was about to be overturned by the chatter, even if his injuries were so serious that the meridians of his arms were about to be destroyed...... But the young man's expression was still as cold as an ice sculpture, as if he couldn't feel the worship or yearning of these people at all, nor could he feel the sharp pain in his arm.

Yu Feibai saw him raise his eyes and look at himself, he seemed to have something to say.

"You," the young man only said one word, and his figure approached like a ghost, so close that Yu Feibai could finally see the disdain in his narrow eyes: "Your aura is too weak." ”

Although the shock of the sword qi being broken had made Yu Feibai lose his fighting intent, the instinct of years of cultivation still made him sacrifice the magic weapon of protecting the body.

The high-grade jade pure bottle rewarded by the sect immediately emitted a universal aura as soon as it was sacrificed, enveloping him in it.

However, in the next moment, a frost-white flying sword shredded the aura of the jade net bottle, and as soon as the frost-infused sword touched Yu Feibai's throat, the cold aura that carried it covered his entire right face and the skin of his neck with a thin layer of frost.

In this way, the young man held the spirit flying sword that had just been captured with his left hand, as if he were holding an ordinary jet-black dagger. Before today, anyone holding a flying sword like this would be regarded as a layman by Yu Feibai, but it was precisely this layman who had just defeated Yu Feibai, who had practiced flying sword skills for more than ten years.

"I've seen this sword. He repeated what he had said to Yu Feibai before the war, and made up for what he hadn't said.

He said, "You don't deserve it." ”

Although Huo Peng's 100,000 rushed more than 30,000 taels of spirit stones, there was still a big gap left for the losers of tonight's gambling test.

Yu Feibai knew that this old fox definitely didn't take out all of his family funds, let alone all of them, he didn't even take out one-tenth of his family funds, and the facts that happened today were too paradoxical, so that this old fox didn't dare to stand firmly on the side of his generation of disciples, and he was afraid that these people would not return it to him in the future.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he had a good relationship with his senior brothers, maybe he might not even give these 30,000 taels of spirit stones for everyone. After all, looking at his flattering appearance now revolving around Ji Wei, he only has to draw a line with a generation of disciples.

The more Yu Feibai thought about it, the more annoyed he felt in his heart, An Lan, that idiot, even whispered behind him: "Fortunately, I was the first to play, and I only lost 6,000, so Senior Brother Yu was miserable......"

If they hadn't caused trouble, how would they have ended up in such a field today?

"It's only 30,000 taels here," Ji Biao replied to Huo Peng with a straight look: "They still owe me a lot of spirit stones, this one is six thousand, this one is twenty-four thousand, this one is forty-eight thousand, and this one is ninety-six thousand ......."

"It's a total of 174,000 taels ......" Huo Yi jumped out very doggedly: "If they really can't hand it over, you can use the sword to pay off the debt, this Huaishuang sword is worth 100,000 taels of spirit stones no matter what." ”

Several of the generation disciples who were blocked in the corner gasped when they heard this, and Xuan Yue looked at Yu Feibai who was the leader with concern. Everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect knew that this flying sword was the flying sword of the Hidden Sword Elder. Yu Feibai, as the head of the generation of disciples in the sect, should not lose to a disciple who has just entered the condensation period, if he even loses the master's flying sword because of gambling, he is afraid that he will be severely punished by the sect in the future, and his future will be ruined.

But Ji Biao's answer almost made them spit out a mouthful of blood.

"This flying sword was originally mine," he told Huoyi with an expressionless face: "This person loses, the flying sword is mine, I don't like other people's flying sword magic weapons, if you want to take it, I will share half of the money from selling it." ”

Rao is Huoyi has always been a strange bone, and he was also shocked by Ji Wei's bandit logic.

"You're a thief, Xiao Biao," he didn't know when he gave Ji Bi a unique nickname: "That's how your Lin Han taught you?"

Ji Wei instinctively felt that his question was ill-intentioned, and it was likely to be a wedge between himself and Lin Han, so he said very toughly: "I grabbed something good, and Lin Han will be very happy." ”

Seeing that these two people were about to divide up the flying sword magic weapons of several generations of disciples on their side, Yu Feibai, as a senior brother, finally spoke.

"Ji Biao Shaoxia," Ji Biao's position in the door was awkward, he could only call it that, and there was obviously a bit of humiliation in his tone: "We owe you the spirit stone and we will definitely find a way to make it up, please don't snatch this Huaishuang sword." This is not my sword, it is the Elder of the Hidden Sword, and it would be bad if his old man knew about it. ”

There was obviously a bit of threat in his words, but Ji Biao couldn't hear it at all, he only held the flying sword and didn't let go, but Huoyi still knew how to measure, so he whispered in Ji Biao's ear to discuss with him: "Xiao Biao, you see, now that everyone is watching, it won't work for you to rob it, and there are still door rules." And the old man of the Hidden Sword Elder is not easy to mess with, these generation disciples are stingy, they can't give so many spirit stones, in case they get to the head of the sect, they will lose both, just accept it when they see it, haven't they already earned more than 40,000?"

"No, I can't. Ji Biao was very stubborn: "I want to keep the sword, you can't make up enough spirit stones in ten days, the sword is mine." ”

"Lin Han, Lin Han ......"

Lin Han felt as if he had slept for a long, long time, and it seemed that Ji Biao was calling himself in his ears, so he stretched lazily and opened his eyes.

"When," Lin Han thought he was dreaming, rubbed his eyes, and after seeing the situation in the cave clearly, he sat up suddenly: "Where did you get so many spirit stones? Don't scare me!"

The cave was dazzlingly bright, and I don't know when a bunch of hills were piled up next to the bed, all of which were made of light white spirit stones, and the spirit stones reflected the light of the golden crow ball, illuminating the whole cave as bright as day. Ji Biao squatted next to this pile of spirit stones, lying on the side of the bed, looking at himself with a blank eye.

Seeing Lin Han so surprised, Ji Wei's usual iceberg face finally showed a little smugness.

"I earned more than 100,000 spirit stones tonight, and I also got a spirit flying sword. He happily told Lin Han: "I have asked the rules of the gambling test, and in the future, I can earn spirit stones every ten days, so you don't have to spend spiritual knowledge alchemy." ”

Lin Han was already shocked by the scene in front of him.

He stared at the qiē with his mouth open, and several times he tried to speak, but he stopped.

In the end, he finally made up his mind, looked at Ji Biao with a solemn expression, and said earnestly:

"You just tell me who you robbed, right? ”