The natal flying sword is the foundation of sword cultivation, and the ability is half condensed in it. Now that Chen Ruosong has lost this sharpest means, with a flying sword of eight grades, his ability has been weakened by a bit, and he has fallen in an instant, and under the siege of Liu Kongzhu and Zhuyue, he is already stretched.

He gritted his teeth and took out an eight-rank flying sword to defend against the two of them. This time the heart is divided into two uses, and the power of the sword is discounted a little, and it is a little reluctant to go month by month, and on Liu Kongzhu's side, it is even more deflated. After a short time, it was already retreating again and again, and the two flying swords returned to the front of the body, relying on the long qi pulse and strong strength, preventing a small circle from splashing water, and then gradually stopped the decline. It's just that if you stick to it like this, there will always be times when your strength is not enough, and if you don't have a backhand, you will definitely lose.

When everyone saw this reversal, they were all shocked, and they couldn't figure it out, how could the broken mountain obviously run away month by month, how could they come back in a circle, and almost lose their lives? Only Fang Qinghua and his party looked calm and sneered, obviously expecting this situation.

Tian Yan and Bo Wangxue looked very anxious, but they couldn't think about it. If you rush out suddenly at this time, there are many masters on the other side, and you can't do anything. What's more, this is a fair competition within the door, even if there is no strong enemy on the side, there is no reason for their own family to intervene. After all, the murder of Bo Dongsheng is just speculation, and there is no evidence in hand, and it is untenable to seek the support of everyone in this way.

Tian Yan sighed even more in his heart, the Phaseless Phantom Sword was not by his side, if he gave Liu Kongzhu a cold drink, and secretly helped Chen Ruosong win, it would be very simple. But Lao Hei carried the Phaseless Illusion Sword, but he went to check the situation of the Dongsheng Dynasty, this is the most important matter, how can he not do it?

Chen Ruosong is an ascetic, he only attaches great importance to the way and does not care much about external objects, except for a few high-grade flying swords in his hands, he has no great things. Liu Kongzhu is not, he is in charge of the general affairs in the door, with his back to the towering tree of Wanjianmen, and he doesn't know how many rare treasures he has passed through in his hands. That's how the nine-rank Dingtian Bow came from. Now seeing that Chen Ruosong is impenetrable and will not be able to take it for a while, he is anxious in his heart, for fear that he will have a long night and many dreams, and he will ruin his plan. When I touched my hand, there were already two more eight-grade magic weapons, which rose in the wind and hit Chen Ruosong.

The two magic weapons are a ink-black inkstone, and the other is a bright sledgehammer, which will be rammed down, and the strong wind is blowing, blowing many junior disciples into a rolling gourd, which is a first-class weapon for tackling tough problems, and it is just right to use it here. Chen Ruosong couldn't dodge, so he could only connect hard, and the two flying swords were picked up, and he heard a click, one of them broke in response, and the other also had cracks, and his aura was lost. But the inkstone and sledgehammer were just thrown backwards, and there was no big deal.

Originally, these four treasures were all eight-grade magic weapons, although there was a difference between high and low, but they should not be so big that they would be destroyed with one move. It's just that the inkstone and the sledgehammer are extremely heavy, and they are specially designed for hard collision. The flying sword is a light and agile thing, and it takes the path of picking thorns and wandering, and it is the most taboo to do it. Chen Ruosong was forced to be helpless, went straight to the point, and used them as burning sticks, which was the shortest to the longest, and this ending was also the right intention. This distraction resisted, and the body was empty, and two balls of blood burst out from the thighs and chest, and the bones were visible. If it weren't for his solid foundation and extremely stable momentum, this would be a disaster of piercing his chest and breaking his legs.

Everyone exclaimed, but saw that Chen Ruosong was not chaotic at all, and another eight-rank flying sword flew out, which could cover the surrounding body and block the opponent's attack from the portal. He is ignorant and demented, and he doesn't want to pay attention to everything, so he is only extremely attentive to the cultivation of the fighting method. Now in a desperate situation, he has stimulated his infinite potential, poured all his mind into the flying sword, shuttled and flew in a very narrow circle, and was stunned not to give an inch. It is like a very clever weaver, threading the needle and thread, and it is a splendid pattern in an instant.

Fang Qinghua and his entourage saw that he was covered in blood, but he was extremely brave, although he was in opposition, he was also impressed in his heart, and he was faintly more afraid, he only hoped to walk outside in the future, and he must not meet this person. As for the disciples, because they were indifferent, they had a little contempt for him, but at this time, they all applauded loudly, which increased their sense of admiration, and their hearts were already unconsciously pinched.

Liu Kongzhu heard this cheer, but he was angry in his heart, and he didn't have time to recall the inkstone and sledgehammer, and when he touched it again, two peak-shaped eight-grade magic weapons suddenly swelled, bringing up a big shadow, and smashed down. Chen Ruosong raised his sword and picked it up, only to hear another click, and the flying sword broke again. He had no inventory in his hand, although he had blocked the misfortune of the mountain peak, but he could no longer resist, he stood on the spot empty-handed, and was held by Liu Kongzhu with a flying sword against his throat, and he was finally defeated.

With so many disciples around, Liu Kongzhu was afraid that there would be changes in the door, and it would be difficult to kill him, so he only said: "Senior brother, you lost this competition." ”

Chen Ruosong laughed miserably, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and before he could answer, the heavenly spirit staggered out of the natal flying sword. The black bear struggled to climb out of the sword, with a bloody hole, lying on the ground, staring at the moon viciously, and roaring: "Master, this dog thing is so despicable to deceive me!"

Zhuyue felt weak in his heart, and couldn't help but take two steps back, arguing: "Soldiers are not tired of cheating, and if they lose, they will lose, so what is the reason to talk about?"

Chen Ruosong waved his hand and said, "Broken Mountain, don't be entangled anymore, just go back and recuperate." ”

Broken Mountain didn't dare to disobey, and said hatefully: "Dog, you should remember! When grandpa heals his injuries, he will pound you into a pulp!" roared and drilled back into the sword.

Elder Zhuo laughed at this time: "Brother Liu, the old man is here to congratulate." In the future, we will need to be more close. ”

Liu Kongzhu didn't answer, staring at Chen Ruosong, who was pale, with mixed feelings in his heart, but the long sword in his hand was not loose, and he sighed lightly: "Senior brother, I just hope that you will be the one who speaks, don't force me to be a killer." ”

Zhang Wanmei was in a hurry when she saw this, and was about to step forward to persuade her, but was stopped by Chen Ruosong raising her hand. I saw that his spirit was slightly lifted, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said quietly: "On the upper wall of the Sword Gorge, it is a chore for others, but for me, it is the best." Senior Brother Liu, this Rausch son is in charge, if you want to do it, just do it. With a move in his hand, the sword-shaped seal flew out of Liu Kongzhu's chest, and under the dripping spin, a drop of blood flew out from within, and suddenly annihilated and invisible. This is a secret method passed down by the Sword King, and when he is in retreat, his disciples can take charge of this seal letter and control the formation mechanism in the dojo. As personal disciples, Song, Zhu, and Mei are highly trusted and have been conferred.

Liu Kongzhu withdrew his long sword, took Ling Xin in his hand, and felt a little sorry in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, the matters in the door are complicated, and it is not in line with your temperament, so it is better to avoid it and try to be quiet." ”

Chen Ruosong smiled and said: "This remark has won my heart. I am inferior to you in all kinds of things, so I only practice one way, but I am stronger than you. After that, he said to Zhang Wanmei: "Senior sister, when the master leaves the customs, please confess on your behalf, just say that Chen Ruosong has a negative trust, if he does not step into immortality in this life, he will never step down from the Sword Gorge again!"

Liu Kongzhu has always looked down on this senior brother, only to feel that he is ignorant and ignorant, but he is a fool who is bored and cultivated, but he is deeply valued by the master and takes up a lot of favor. Now looking at his slightly rickety back, but for no reason he was a little afraid, and for the first time in his life, he thought: "I bothered to grab so much, but what is it for?"