The purple air comes from the east, Rui descends to the South Mountain, and the plan of the day lies in the morning.

After breakfast in Bazhen Pavilion, Jiang Ning came to the inner city with Hongshuang and Chu Chengcheng as usual.

I got up early today, and the gate of the inner city had not yet opened, and when Jiang Ning and the others came over, there were already people standing outside the gate of the inner city in twos and threes, or talking, or simply closing their eyes to recuperate.

Xu is because he has experienced a vacuum period in the Mirror Sea World for too long, or maybe it is just that some of the Yuan Marrow absorbed some time ago can still exist in the body, all in all, from Que Jingcheng, until now, Jiang Ning's True Yuan has been growing at an extremely fast rate, and last night, when he was meditating cross-legged on the bed in the inn, he noticed the signs of breakthrough for the third time, and was fiercely suppressed by him.

Chen Qingping's leaving alone has always been a hidden worry for Jiang Ning, and in the past few days, except for fighting, it has been difficult for Jiang Ning to focus as usual.

The growth of the cultivation realm could not tolerate the slightest distraction, and at this juncture, he didn't want to have any accidents when he broke through.

Soon, the one hundred and thirty young masters who had entered the third round had all gathered outside the inner city.

The sound of the stone slabs rubbing against each other slowly sounded, and the stone gate on the inner city wall slowly shrank into the city gate with the rumbling sound.

A group of contestants and cultivators rushed in.

Qiao Shuye and his two maids had already appeared on the high platform of the inner city at some point.

"Originally, there were a lot of fun small links prepared for you, but unfortunately the big enemy is now, and there is not much time left for us, so we have to give up, and the schedule will be changed to the simplest and most direct knockout round. ”

"Stinky boy, bragging again!" Xiao Ling, who was wearing a white gauze skirt, wrinkled his nose with a look of contempt.

Where does this boy have prepared any fun little links, from the very beginning, this guy's schedule is really arranged, such a brazen statement, just to put gold on his face.

Qiao Shuye didn't care, and even the smile on his face didn't diminish by half a point, and the golden carp fan in his hand waved lightly, and immediately said, "Then now, the game begins." ”

Judging from the structure of the periphery and the breadth of the inner and outer cities, Jiang Ning originally thought that the inner city was not a very big place, but after he really came in, he realized that his idea was very wrong.

What catches your eye is still thirteen Canglang Yuntai suspended in mid-air, but the size of the Yuntai in the city here is far from being comparable to the three PTZs above the inner city.

"Even if it's the simplest and most direct ring match, there should be a draw of lots to decide the opponent's link, right?

Chu Tingcheng's reaction was faster, pointing to the polyhedron in Qiao Shuye's hand, which was sitting in a wheelchair on the high platform, emitting a faint blue light, and he couldn't count how many faces, and said, "Probably the thing in that guy's hand is playing tricks." ”

As Chu Tingcheng thought, the reason why there was no need to draw lots to assign the object of the duel to each of the annual masters who advanced to the third round was in Qiao Shuye's hands

polyhedra.

Only at that moment, the polyhedron sensed the people who still had blue light in their bodies, and randomly assigned them to them, Qiao Shuye was just responsible for using his true yuan to charge the polyhedron.

This thing is called the Dayan God Sieve, others don't know it, but Jiang Ning recognizes it, without him, Tong Zhi Fat Man also has one in his hand.

At that time, Jiang Ning also asked Tong Zhi about the origin of this thing, and the fat man insisted that it was a masterpiece that he had obtained on his own whim when refining the spiritual weapon.

When Qiao Shuye's words fell, twenty-six of the one hundred and thirty contestants in the inner city who had advanced to the third round suddenly disappeared, and when they reappeared, they were already standing on a cloud platform.

"The game officially begins, the winner advances, the loser is eliminated directly, and seventy percent of the luck obtained in the previous game belongs to the winner!"

"With this single-elimination system, it only takes five rounds to eliminate half of the people. "Jiang Ning was not among the first batch of 26 people to go to Yuntai, so he naturally stood under the stage and watched the game quietly. Suddenly, the corner of his eye suddenly fell on a certain gimbal in the air in front of him, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

Su Que didn't know if she was lucky or unlucky, the person in front of her was the one she wanted to defeat the most but didn't want to face the most.

Han Waterside.

Han Shuisha was also slightly stunned after seeing her opponent's face, obviously she didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

It's just that compared to Su Que, who was a little overwhelmed for a while, Han Shisha seemed much calmer.

She didn't smile, she didn't smile at her opponent as she always did.

Just as Su Que doesn't like Han Shuibian, Han Shisha also doesn't like Su Que.

I don't like it to the point where I feel disgusted even if I put on a fake smile.

On the ring, the eyes of the two girls were at a touch, and almost at the same time, they crossed the barrier of the gimbal, and at the same time fell on Jiang Ning's body under the gimbal.

Jiang Ning coughed twice in embarrassment, sweat on his forehead, and had nothing to do, so he had to pretend that he didn't see anything and moved his gaze to other places.

"Hey, I'm afraid of guilt, I'm afraid of guilt!"

Hong Shuang and Chu Tingcheng snickered with insinuations, but they didn't forget to point at Jiang Ning.

"Hey, stinky boy, you have today!"

On the viewing stage, Tong Zhi smiled even more.

Han Shuibian didn't attack first, but just waited quietly with the long sword in his hand.

This is her confidence.

The initial surprise, nervousness and a little fear gradually calmed down, Su Que took a deep breath, and the mountain appeared in her hand.

Obviously, after being taken away by Nangong Que, this sword obtained from the Moyun Sword Pool has also been transformed into a low-grade spirit sword.

Little Ash and into the mountain.

The name of Jiang Ning's sword was not known to anyone other than his friends at first, but as the game progressed day after day, it was not

What an eye-catching spirit sword, but its name has already been heard like thunder in this Cloud City.

Han Shuibianxiu's eyebrows furrowed, it is said that this name was given by her.

The bright girl looked down at the long sword in her hand, although it was called Yanshui, half of it was the broken Qingluan.

The girl's nose was slightly sour, obviously it was her own decision, but she still felt so wronged at the moment.

Su Que looked at the cigarette in the hand of the bright girl, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity came to her mind, but the appearance of that sword was unique, not any sword she had seen before, which made her feel a little inexplicable.

The wind started from under his feet, Su Que was wearing a floor-length white immortal skirt, people moved as they wished, fluttering like butterflies, and the immortal descended into the world, narrowing the distance between the two to the point of reaching in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Ning's frowning brows stretched slightly.

The dragged Liuxian skirt is not suitable for wearing during combat at all, and it has a very big impact on the cultivator's actions under the plate, but when he came to Su Que's place, he moved and ran in one go, and obviously he was not affected by this skirt at all.

Draw your sword, put it away, and distance yourself.

All the movements were completed in an instant, if it weren't for the flash of sword light at that moment, I am afraid that few people present would be able to see that this delicate girl had just handed out a sword.

"Draw the sword!" exclaimed someone under the gimbal.

Drawing a sword is not a rare swordsmanship, and in the slightly larger kendo or kendo sects, most of the places where the books are hidden can find one or two similar swordsmanship or swordsmanship.

Even the cultivation method of this sword drawing technique is extremely simple, to put it simply, there are only two steps, collecting the sheath to nourish the intention and unsheathing to kill.

However, the world has always been able to find a balance in the inexplicable place.

The more simple and simple the rules, the more difficult it is to cultivate.

Sword drawing, sword drawing techniques and other techniques, the process of cultivation is probably to constantly draw the sword and collect the sword, among which the three flavors, compared to some relatively complex sword techniques and knife techniques, but more need personal understanding and are difficult to speak.

For those cultivators who are not talented enough or have no chance, it is a lifetime of hard practice to stand in place and draw their swords, collect swords, draw swords, and collect swords, and in the end, it is very likely that they are doing useless work.

Take Qingxuanguan as an example, there are not fifty or thirty copies of all kinds of swordsmanship in the library in the door, especially for those who don't have too good techniques and registered disciples, ninety percent of those who have practiced similar swordsmanship are also eighty percent, but in the end, one of the hundred or so people can be considered good, which is a typical swordsmanship that is difficult to get started.

Of course, the high threshold of swordsmanship naturally also has its high threshold of truth, drawing swords, drawing swords and other techniques, just to get started, the power is stronger than many swordsmanship, with the progress of swordsmanship, the growth of its power is far more than most of the swordsmanship.

Su Que's sword drawing technique is not directly called sword drawing, but she found a lone book in the place where Tongquetai collects books, called "Not Cold", Su Que feels that this is probably taken 'wet apricot blossom rain

, blowing the face does not chill the willow wind' in the deep meaning of this sentence, this sword drawing technique can also be done to see the wind and move, out of the sword but no wind of the realm of gods and ghosts, with a trace of wind artistic conception, but than the ordinary sword drawing technique is more suitable for the disciples of the Lanque Gate to practice.

On the gimbal, Han Shuisha still maintained the posture of holding the sword in one hand, as if he had not moved.

But the sharp sword that Su Que used earlier failed to pose any threat to her.

Many spectators watched the clouds and fog, but Su Que, as a party concerned, felt it clearly.

At that moment, her sword was clearly blocked by another sword, but the speed of that sword was so fast that it looked as if the smoke in Han Shuisha's hand had never moved.

Han Shuisha's eyes showed a trace of disdain, the strength of the sword drawing technique move was largely not determined by the move itself, but by the strength of the cultivator who performed this move.

This move, if it was made by Jiang Ning or that Xu Yuanshuo, she would definitely not dare to be so big, but if it was made by Su Que, she could be faster than the other party without using a scabbard!

Su Que didn't care about Fang Cai's defeat, it was just an appetizer, if Han Shuisha was really so good at winning, then she wouldn't be able to go here at all.

Seeing that the other party still refused to take the initiative, Su Que was not polite, and her backhand was another sword drawing technique, this time, her sword was twice as fast as Fang Cai!

"It's a void. The spirit shadow opened, and Jiang Ning reacted almost immediately, it was the fluctuation of the power of the void earth.

The sword speed of this sword is himself, and in an ordinary state, he can't use it to be idle, let alone Su Que, who is suspected of pulling out seedlings for the cultivation of the sixth layer of the star pole. The reason why her sword was so fast was that a strange power attached to the mountain when the sword was drawn, which made the sword speed of that sword so fast.

It is said that the last time Su Que was taken away by Nangong Que, she was not void, and Jiang Ning was not clear about her effect on the void soil, but now he has seen a little, at least he knows that Su Que's void soil can be accelerated by a certain object, as for whether that ability can be applied to people, and whether it is only effective for himself and ineffective for others, the amount of information he has obtained is too little, and Jiang Ning has no way to judge.

"Ding!" The sound of swords clashing with swords was short but powerful, and after that, Han Shuisha was still standing in place, while Su Que's figure took two steps back.

The sword drawing technique, which doubled the speed of the sword, was still blocked by Han Shisha.

There was a hint of banter in Han Shisha's beautiful eyes.

If Su Que could really reach twice the speed of the original sword simply by drawing the sword, she would definitely not be able to take it, but unfortunately, Su Que's Void Land was useless to her.

"It's my turn. Han Shisha's cold voice sounded above the Canglang Yuntai, and the smoke and water passed by, bringing up a misty water vapor, there was no move at all, just a thorn!

"Mother!" Zhu Ji stepped forward from behind, revealing his fat head and big ears, and Ji Lingling shuddered and said: "It's just a mediocre stab, it's faster than drawing a sword, none of your two wives is a fuel-efficient lamp!"

"Ahh

Jiang Ning didn't show the slightest shocked look, he couldn't understand Han Shuibian anymore, in this world, as long as she wants to do it, there is nothing she can't do.

The 'plain thorn' in the mouth of others, this girl will hide in a place where there is no one and take the trouble to practice a thousand times, ten thousand times, as long as she feels that her movements are a little flawed, and before she is tired and lying down, this person will never stop practicing.

Compared to Su Que, who is the young master of the Lanque Gate, maybe Han Shisha can get the mental skills and swordsmanship are not so good, but this alone is enough to make up for all the gaps in external conditions between the two.

She's working harder than ever.

Jiang Ning's heart was faintly painful.

When he was by her side, he occasionally splashed and rolled over the dead skin and begged her to rest for a while to accompany her, and she could still listen.

Now that she is gone, who else can tell her not to do this to herself?

Just thinking of the Han Shuibian who listened to the wind cliff and didn't defend himself until the end, Jiang Ning's mood was suddenly a little complicated.

has chosen Que'er, but still refuses to completely let go of the obsession left by Han Shuibian to himself, why is he not practicing himself?

Su Que suddenly found that his original Void Land, which was more than seven hundred zhang long, was suddenly forced by a mysterious force to be quickly compressed, retreating again and again, until all the spirit shadows retracted under their feet, and then they could not stop.

Su Que, who was thinking of speeding up the sword speed again to resist the other party's stab, inexplicably felt that if he really did this, he might be stabbed by Han Shuisha's sword, so he retreated to the second, mobilized the surrounding wind phase power, and the residual spirit shadow acted directly on his feet, speeding up his speed, and narrowly avoiding Fang Cai's fatal sword.

Han Shisha was unmoved, and his backhand was another stab, and Su Que repeated his old trick and dodged again.

It's just that Su Que, who clearly felt that he had avoided it, suddenly felt a chill behind him approaching rapidly, and he didn't have time to think, on his toes, the whole person turned over with a harrier, and a lightsaber flew over her back, cutting a piece of white yarn.

is the same as "Light Splitting Sword", Han Shisha's lightsaber is much more damaged than Jiang Ning's. Not only was there no light or shadow, not even the slightest breath was there, not only her, but even among the countless spectators present, few people had discovered the existence of the lightsaber in advance.

If it weren't for Su Que, who specialized in wind physique, who was extremely sensitive to air flow, she would have been under the teleportation path gimbal.

When did the lightsaber come to her back? Su Que didn't know, and she didn't have time to think about it, because the lightsaber behind her back was not only the one before, but even where she flew up, there were three lightsabers that stopped there quietly, waiting for Su Que to install it by herself.

The lightsaber that stays motionless in the air does not cause a change in the airflow, and the light in front of it seems to be hidden deeply

The sword was just a cover to confuse Su Que, making her think that she could discover the existence of the lightsaber and let her guard down, while the real killer move was waiting early in the morning for all the trajectories that she could dodge and dodge.

"This woman is so powerful, playing a sword is like playing chess," Ji Shiyu, who has always been calm, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said: "The first sword came out, and I had already thought about how to go in the next five or even ten steps, such a terrible layout ability, it is no longer the so-called gap between mental method and sword skills that can make up for it, I think Su Que should have lost this game!"

Jiang Ning didn't speak, but his judgment was exactly the same as Ji Shiyu's, from the beginning, Jiang Ning didn't think Su Que had any chance of winning, because he knew the power of this woman by Han Shui's side.

Hongshuang pursed her mouth, her little face wilted, compared to Han Shisha, she was naturally closer to Su Que, but even a little confused, she had to admit that Han Shisha was not only beautiful, but her cultivation and mind were enough to make the vast majority of her peers in the world feel frightened.

Everyone thought she couldn't do it, but Su Que didn't give up.

The motionless lightsaber naturally does not cause changes in the airflow, but the airflow will still change direction slightly after encountering obstacles, and the figure of the delicate girl twists strangely in the air, and the breeze rises behind her, supporting her back, and coincidentally passes through the gap between the three lightsabers.

Han Shisha finally smiled.

(End of chapter)