With the defeat of the little monk, there were a few people who went up next, but the result was still not moving, and the moment it bounced back, it retreated into the crowd of disciples of the sect, remembering the scene of the little monk just now, they all doubted their own character, and it was not much worse than the martial arts of the little monk!

However, failure is failure, and I can only stand aside and see how the people behind me behave, but I don't have hope for them, after all, even the little monk who has lasted the longest has failed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then Lu Tongtian and Dongfang Changsheng also went up one after another, Lu Tongtian's martial arts were unfathomable, and the Immortal Divine Palm in the Underworld Pavilion was even more supreme, his internal force was naturally very strong, such as Long Qingyu, and the little monk of a thousand images, as well as Shen Lang, I am afraid that one-on-one is not his opponent, it can be said that he is currently the first person of the younger generation in the rivers and lakes.

But even so, when he tried to get the divine sword, he didn't have a thousand statues of the little monk for a long time, and finally he was shocked out by the sword of love, but the martial arts were not in vain, and the body that flew out of the shock was easily stabilized, without the slightest embarrassment.

And Dongfang Changsheng comes from the Yin and Yang Palace, although he has perfected the Yin and Yang Wuji Skills, but it is still a little worse than Lu Tongtian's martial arts, but he has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and his reputation in the rivers and lakes is the greatest.

When trying to get the Divine Sword, the momentum around the body was also very powerful, and the Yin and Yang Vortex formed by a pair of True Qi was extremely mysterious, but in the end, it was also bounced out by the Divine Sword.

"Even Lu Tongtian and Dongfang Changsheng have not succeeded, it seems that we have no hope!" said a disciple with some discouragement.

"If there is any hope, then you have to try it to find out!" another sect disciple said disapprovingly.

"No. 49, Dong Aoxue. ”

Some disciples of the trial sect lit up when they heard this, the first beauty in the rivers and lakes, who didn't want to see her performance, because Xue Rubing's performance was particularly eye-catching before, some people had doubts that they were not on the flower list and had an attraction to the divine sword, which had to make some people think blindly, after all, Xue Rubing's martial arts were weaker than most people.

Dong Aoxue has a graceful figure, her robe is tightly wrapped, and she is moving in the city, she took slender steps to the place where she asked for love, and gently pulled the silk embroidered cuffs. The hands, which were already as white as jade, were now partially exposed with white wrists, which was also to make it easier to get the sword when trying it.

Dong Aoxue is from the Plum Blossom Villa, and has learned the Plum Blossom Palm since he was a child, and the Plum Blossom Palm is based on the Plum Blossom Seven Hearts Formula. The plum blossom seven heart formula is the inner strength of the heart, this heart is both rigid and soft, and it is domineering.

Dong Aoxue is the plum blossom seven heart recipe running at this moment, the qi sinks into the dantian, and the true qi runs every day, and then converges to his hands along the veins. She grasped the hilt of the sword for a moment, and her slender hands began to draw the sword.

"Buzz!"

A faint voice came, the love sword was actually trembling, although it was very weak, but it was really trembling, the power was still accumulating, and she was a little dazed at the moment.

Her good sister Leng Bingbing, that is, Xue Rubing, can pull out a large part of the sword, and she hopes to be the same as her in her heart, although it is not a comparison, but it is what she thinks in her heart.

She naturally heard some of other people's gossip and discussions, could it really be that I can also pull out the sword! At this moment, the sword trembling is better luck than some of the men who are powerful at themselves! It can only be said that luck!

As her skill improved to the extreme, the Question Sword seemed to tremble a little more than just now, but the Divine Sword did not show the slightest sign of pulling out, and she knew that it was impossible for her to pull out the Divine Sword.

"Bang!"

Sure enough, she didn't pull it out as she thought, and was shocked and flew out, but she finally retained a trace of strength, and when she landed, she was stable, which can be regarded as very elegant!

"Aren't the beauties on the flower list also unsuccessful!"

"I want to believe it now, you still have to have a fate in the dark to draw the divine sword! No matter how powerful and beautiful you are, you may not get the same thing!" said a person with great insight.

As this person said, then You Baihe, Han Lingshuang, Lu Feifei, and Long Qingyin, who were not on the flower list, all ended in failure, and the rest of the people no longer had a trace of strange ideas, they all thought that they would do their best when they tried it, and responded to that sentence, sometimes there must be in life, and there is no time in life to force it!

"No. 72, Zhen Sui changed!" The elegant middle-aged man's face also became good-looking at this time, after all, he was a person from the Armory Fort, and the love sword also belonged to the Armory Fort, but he was forced to hold a conference because of the pressure, and the one who was destined for the sword got it.

And now that so many people have not succeeded, it is very likely that none of them will be able to take it away, and the sword of love is naturally still from the armory! Who can blame you for not taking it away! After a long time, when the armory fort has the ability to take it one day, the armory fort will surely rise in the rivers and lakes one day! Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth hooked up a smile!

Zhen Sui shook his indecent body, and walked slowly to Shenjian, fortunately, the elegant middle-aged man was in a good mood, otherwise Zhen Sui would have been reprimanded.

"Splash!"

Zhen then gathered his hands to his lips and 'splashed', as if ordinary people had to blow before they went to work in the field. However, he didn't have the strength to accumulate strength, he just looked left and right, looked up and down, and touched.

Zhen Suibian naturally had his own thoughts, but he remembered the contents of the codex left by his ancestors, it seemed that there were some spiritual weapons or something, and he could recognize the master with blood. And he now has a small knife in his hand, he wants to try to do this, and if it doesn't work, he will use his true qi internal force.

I saw Zhen Suibian's left hand stretching out his index finger, holding a small piece of knife in his right hand and lightly hitting it on the belly of his index finger, the belly of his index finger instantly oozing bright red blood, and before the blood dripped to the ground, his left hand hurriedly moved to the sword of love, and then the index finger belly was facing down, and the red blood fell on the sword body one by one.

But as the blood fell, the Asking Sword did not react, and as time passed, the blood fell drop by drop, and the Excalibur had no intention of absorbing it, but a part of it fell to the ground along the body of the sword.

"No!"

Zhen Sui turned into a dark scream and said no, the codex doesn't need to say so much!

He hurriedly withdrew his left hand and quickly bandaged his index finger, because his face was pale at the moment, and he was afraid that he would faint here if he lost more blood.

"Stupid or not, this blood is shed in vain!"

"This method is unheard of, this kid won't be kicked in the brain by a donkey!"

If the little maid Ning'er was here, she would definitely say that he was kicked by a donkey!

[ps: The winter night is cold, the fireworks are chaotic, you pick up the lights to look back; the plum blossoms are gorgeous, the moonlight is warm, you play the piano again, send you a song, don't ask the end of the song and the people are scattered. (Cold, Happy New Year!, I hope he sees each other in the new year, and the flowers bloom as before.) Only wish! Only wish! 】