Chapter 163

Nothing else, Li Xianyuan's moves have no genre moves, more like a child wielding a wooden sword and playing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Other new disciples may seem to be quite clear-sighted, but in the eyes of others, they are overstretched.

One of them replied in a deep voice, "But he is observant." At a glance, it can be seen that you can't retreat, and you need to bully yourself to break this sword technique. ā€

"If it wasn't for luck before, Gangqi blocked it once, and he would have been injured by this time. ā€

"Hahahaha, not to mention that although this fallen leaf sword technique is powerful, its strength is insufficient, and it can only cause some skin injuries. The man smiled and said, "If that kid is lucky, wouldn't it be better, we second-rate sects have sent a person of great chance."

He said that second-rate sects are not humble, and they are.

Although the Eight Immortals are famous, how can they be compared to the Eight Views Palace of Taishang Laojun? How is it compared to the Jade Void Palace of the Yuan Shi Tianzun's exposition? How is it compared to the Biyou Palace of the Interception Sect of the Tongtian Sect Master? How is it compared to the West Kunlun of the Queen Mother? What about the Fire Cloud Cave of Fuxi, Emperor Yan, and Xuanyuan? It is this second-rate, and it is only barely ranked.

"Hmph, you're selfless. Doesn't that make me look small? ā€

"Hahaha, isn't it interesting for two outsiders to talk about pure yang disciples?"

Speaking of the martial arts platform, the inner disciples got up, their eyes were like hooks, their hair was messy and a little embarrassed, and they didn't dare to brush it off.

"The third layer of the Fallen Leaf Sword Technique, a sword pierces the leaves!" the inner disciple suddenly shouted.

"......" Li Xianyuan was speechless. Before making a move, you have to shout the name of the move, whether you want to increase your authority or remind you, for fear that the other party will not know that you are going to make a move.

I saw that the inner disciple held the split sword and turned in reverse, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal. There is a trace of sword qi gathered and the tip of the sword, a foot sharp. Step on the step, straight to the stab!

It's just like refining qi, so you can imagine how much power there will be during the foundation building period.

There is no way to avoid it. Helpless, Li Xianyuan suddenly struggled and threw the spirit sword.

The disciples in the stands were stunned, puzzled why he lost his sword.

The same puzzle includes the inner disciples.

The azure long sword crossed the arc, rubbing shoulders with the inner disciples, and the head was too biased. The inner disciple Fang put his mind at ease, and saw that Li Xianyuan didn't know when he had an extra sword hilt in his hand, and suddenly threw it out!

"Ahem......" Xu is force too hard, and after throwing it, Li Xianyuan coughed lightly on his back a few times. Indifferently straightened up and looked up, nothing was close at hand, and the sword looked behind him. I saw the hilt of the sword spin and fly out, catching up with the spirit sword, staggering with it, and lightly colliding.

Li Xianyuan's consciousness moved slightly.

Seemingly caused by the impact of the sword scabbard, the Azure Spirit Sword quickly changed its direction, and went straight to the inner disciple, and before it could react, it slashed slightly around its neck-

"Huh?"

In the main hall, there was a sudden whispering sound.

"How. "Someone asked him.

"It's okay, maybe I'm dazzled. The man replied.

Dang Chang -

The scabbard fell to the ground, and the hilt flew out more than a foot away, crossing the arc and landing with a crisp sound.

The inner disciple stood in the audience, looking stunned. The five pitch-black imps around him laughed and retreated.

And the five ghost carrying charms attached to his waist also disappeared.

After a while, the inner disciple smiled bitterly, and bowed his hand to Li Xianyuan on the stage: "Senior brother has a good plan, and the junior brother is convinced." ā€

"Concession. Li Xianyuan said. This battle is much more thrilling than the bright side. Repeatedly, he couldn't help but reveal his hole cards. Fortunately, with a little strategy, it can be successful.

He had nothing to say about it except Edgeworth.

The deacon removed the enchantment and said to Li Xianyuan on the stage: "Li Xianyuan wins." ā€

Li Xianyuan picked up the scabbard, picked up the spirit sword again, got off the stage, and walked to the stands.

In the stands, many disciples who paid attention to this side whispered. It's really that Li Xianyuan defeated his opponent too amazingly, or rather, weird. So much so that they couldn't understand whether Li Xianyuan was blinded, or if the scheme could be like this.

Most people prefer the latter, after all, Li Xianyuan looked indifferent and calm from beginning to end, as if he was confident, and everything was under control.

In the corner of the stands, a woman in a purple robe chuckled: "I'm ashamed of myself for being so scheming." ā€

What he said was Li Xianyuan's previous competition.

"He's not strong enough to go very far. Another strong man in a purple robe accosted.

"Oh?" between the two, a handsome young man sighed. Dressed in a purple robe, thin willow curved eyebrows, and light purple eyeshadow looked bewitching: "How do you know that his strength is insufficient?"

"Weakness in the hands and feet, clumsy movements. What about some scheming. The strong man sneered.

"Do you want to hide your strength, but you can't hide it from others?" In the hustle and bustle around him, the young man spoke clearly and could be heard: "Pure Yang has always been the head of our six factions. If you are a personal disciple, you can only be stronger than you and me. ā€

"Hidden strength?" The woman looked at the tournament platform suspiciously. staring at Li Xianyuan, who was stopped by a person, as if arguing. "I can still believe others, but if I say it, he ......"

The handsome young man shook his head and said, "It's good to pass on the disciple yourself, so clumsy, you also believe it?"

After saying that, the corners of his lips provoked a touch of arc, and he looked at it, just as he saw Li Xianyuan getting rid of that person.

After a few breaths, he seemed to feel something, and looked this way.

The thin willow eyebrows were slightly raised, and his lips moved slightly, but they were silent.

……

Something is missing.

Li Xianyuan walked out and thought in his heart.

In general martial arts competitions, there will always be conflicts and contradictions according to the routine. Or the rest of the peaks looked at each other unpleasantly and had a dispute, or some villains jumped out with the intention of framing Yunyun. It's like that. After the competition, they gave each other hands. Even the losers are ashamed of themselves with a wry smile.

Isn't it time yet?

Fang thought of coming here, and suddenly met a person, fifteen or sixteen years old, with bright starry eyes and a heroic look. is dressed in a gray robe, and his identity is extremely inconsistent with his appearance.

This person is somewhat familiar.

"Brother Li, it's been a long time. The man spoke, with a needle in his words.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

"Meng Xing Soul?" Li Xianyuan wondered.

He had some impression of this person. Introductory trials. In the Netherworld Village, he wanted to be together, but he fled alone, and when he came out, he heard that he robbed others of gold grains, one more than himself. Replica the Nameless Tower, where it goes straight to the sixth floor.

Li Xianyuan still said in his heart at that time, it was difficult to be strict with Meng Xing's soul, it was a profit and a loss. Now it seems that he is only a registered disciple, and it seems that he has lost money.

His face turned pale, and he squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "Under Liu Xingchen, I hope Brother Li remembers." ā€

Meng Xingsoul and Liu Xingchen are not much different.

"Remembered. Li Xianyuan nodded: "If it's the old days, let's change the day." ā€

Then he turned around and wanted to leave.

Liu Xingchen sneered and caught up, and crossed in front of him: "Thanks to Brother Li, I will become like this." Didn't you write a statement? ā€

"What do you have to do with me? Li Xianyuan's eyes lifted slightly.

Liu Xingchen was furious: "You have four gold grains." Give it all away, and get it by yourself. And I just use it myself, so I get this title. If it weren't for you, I'd be a disciple now! If it weren't for your hypocrisy and pretending to be kind, why would I be here!" (To be continued.) )