It's a pity that the terrifying and insoluble body of calamity, like a spell, lingers in the heart of Jingyue Zhenren, making it dare not make a decision easily, lest a single thought will destroy the thousands of years of foundation of the vast immortal gate. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Situ Ling's name fell into the hands of Xuan Chou, which was a disguised help for her to make a difficult decision.

"In the second scene, which sect disciple came to the stage?" Lu Xiangsheng looked around at everyone and spoke again.

At this time, there are still six famous carvings on the dragon pattern gold list, except for Wu Zhang's unshaken, the other five are the objects of everyone's scramble.

"I saw the demeanor of the little girl, why should I let the kid under my door come out and show his face, frightened, you go up, lose and get out!"

The drunken Taoist leaned his neck against the Qingyu table, and kicked out the white-clothed monk standing in front of him with one kick.

The frightening wind smiled bitterly, and he didn't dare to argue, so he went straight to the fighting platform.

"Let me come to Lingyun Sect in the second game, just to see the supreme sword path of the Shushan Sword Sect. Ge Yiqiu said lightly, waving his hand slightly, and a middle-aged monk behind him stepped out more and more.

Different from the first battle between the Soul Cultivation Realm and the Spirit Building Realm, in this battle, both of them were Huading monks, but it made the small and medium-sized sects in the hall who watched the battle even more excited.

The higher the realm of the two sides of the competition, the more things they can see, naturally, the more.

Successfully engraved Situ Ling's name into the Xianmen Order, he was satisfied, and then he started to be a spectator with a calm face, just taking this opportunity to take a look at the strength of those Xianmen disciples.

On the fighting platform.

"The Shushan Sword Sect is frightened, and the spirit sword is dusty. ”

The Michen Sword buzzed and roared, and there was a sharp edge overflowing, and the frightening wind stood on the fighting platform, with a calm face, like an ancient mountain sitting down, unmoving.

"Lingyun Sect Meng Li, the spirit weapon tiger head broken Yue knife. ”

Meng Li was dressed in an earthy yellow robe, his face was earthy, almost integrated with the earth, and he did not take out the spiritual weapon to show people, the words fell, the spiritual power surged, and a heavy momentum like a mountain rose up, and pressed down towards the frightening wind.

Since he had decided to take the lead and take the frightened wind by surprise, Meng Li would not have the slightest hand, his earthy spiritual power surged, and he raised his hand to smash out a punch, this punch was thick and huge, and it seemed that there was a sound of a landslide, spreading towards the frightening wind.

A punch was smashed, this Meng Li was not satisfied, his spiritual power surged, punch after punch, there were nine punches, and the fist mark of Fang Xu was condensed in the void, and it went down towards the frightening wind.

The spiritual power was mixed, and it was seen at a glance that this Meng Li had probably taken a large amount of pills to have his current cultivation.

On the fighting platform, the frightened wind was not angry, his face became cold, and he said lightly: "With you, you also want to suppress me!"

"Moan"

The Michen Sword shook, and the sword slashed down with a shocking wind, and the air swept away a continuous wave, and the sword blade was slow, like an ancient mountain suppressing on it.

Many of the Huading monks and junior disciples below looked confused, and only some monks who had cultivated profoundly and entered the Dragon and Tiger Realm could see the clues and perceive the horror of this sword.

"Sword Qi Transformation!"

Qi Zuoguo's eyes flashed, his face was suspicious, he couldn't imagine that the kid of the Shushan Sword Sect was so good, and he had reached the realm of sword qi transformation in the Huading Realm, which was something that the Dragon and Tiger Realm sword cultivators might not be able to comprehend.

Broken Sorrow was also shocked by the frightened sword qi transformation, but he didn't expect that any disciple who came out of the immortal gate could master the high-level skill of sword qi transformation, and it seemed that he really underestimated the foundation of an immortal sect.

His face was silent, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, he would naturally transform this sword qi, and with the help of the system, the Dao method could be automatically unlocked.

Not to mention the transformation of the sword qi, he has even comprehended the edge of the sword path and the sword intent of the Dao heart, so he almost condensed the sword momentum and pointed directly at the sword heart.

It was precisely because of the comprehension of the sword qi transformation that he knew how difficult it was for the monk to comprehend the sword qi transformation in the peak period.

The sense of consciousness is integrated into the sword qi, deriving spirituality, and mimicry, which can mean that the arm is made and mellow and wishful.

However, if you want to truly comprehend and practice, you need to pay a great price, ranging from damage to your senses, mental trauma, and months of malaise, to stupidity and madness.

Although sword cultivators are all crazy, if it weren't for the thorough comprehension of their own sword path, even the Dragon and Tiger Realm cultivators would not dare to try sword qi transformation.

It's just that what I don't know is that being able to reach this step is rare among the disciples of the Ten Immortal Sect Transformation Ding Realm.

"Drunken old ghost, I didn't expect you to have a disciple with such qualifications. ”

Ge Yiqiu's face was a little ugly, he knew about this shocking storm, he was taken back to Shushan by the drunken Taoist two years ago, regardless of the opposition of the Qingxu Sect in the sect, he insisted on accepting him as a disciple of his own lineage, and this matter made a lot of noise, and everyone knew about it.

I thought that the qualifications of the frightening wind were too poor, and this old drunk was lazy by nature, and he was free to wander outside all the year round, and the apprentice he taught was probably a showman.

Holding on to the opportunity, Ge Yiqiu asked the disciples in the sect to frustrate the sharpness of the Shushan Sword Sect, so as to win him a place as a disciple of the gold list.

Unexpectedly, he actually looked away this time, this shocking wind was so amazing and beautiful, and even the sword qi transformation was comprehended.

Knowing that there were not a few people who were frightened, many people were shaken and felt a little incredible.

Doesn't it mean that his qualifications are too poor and he insults the reputation of Shushan?

Who said that the Qingxu Palm Sect is bluntly unacceptable, and rotten wood is difficult to carve?

Stand up and promise not to kill you!

Just when everyone watching the battle below was restless and cranky, the next moment, everyone's eyes were re-drawn by the frightening wind, and at this moment, the combat power displayed by the frightening wind was terrifying.

His purple bamboo sword slashed, the sword qi condensed the mountain and turned into Yue, each sword was like an ancient mountain crushing, the spiritual power was infused, and it was almost manifested, and the golden sword qi roared, smashing the fist marks condensed by the nine spiritual powers with a sword, and slashed down towards Meng Li.

The vast edge contained in it shook Meng Li's mind even more, causing his spiritual power to be disordered, and in half a moment, he only summoned his Tiger Head Broken Yue Knife to meet the crossbar.

"Bang"

The golden hideous broadsword was crushed by a sword, the dust sword fell, the edge was slashed, and a blood line spread from the top of his head, from top to bottom, Meng Li didn't even scream, he was killed by a sword, and fell on the fighting platform.

Everything is like flowing water, and it is a little difficult to see the frightening wind.

"This battle, the wind wins!" Lu Xiangsheng said in a deep voice with a little surprise in his eyes.

The words fell, the flames on the fighting platform rolled, and in the dazzling red light, Meng Li appeared intact on the fighting platform.

"Accept!" Shocking Wind looked indifferent, bowed his hand slightly, and turned around and stepped down.

In vain, Meng Li was in his position, his eyes were full of anger, and his face was full of shame, and even his earthy yellow face could not be hidden.

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