In the first battle, the Demon Sect won!

Yan Yuchen put away the Langya Slashing Evil Sword, got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and said to Jiang Wuyu: "Sect Master, fortunately, I am not dishonored." ”

Jiang Wuyu's face was full of red light, laughing, and looking forward to it, he was extraordinarily proud.

has a son-in-law like this, and he even forgets his usual modesty.

Qingyun audience glared angrily, and hurriedly rushed to the broken stone platform to save the master.

Before they could get closer, the Qingfeng Dao man pushed away the rubble and climbed up from the pit in embarrassment.

Except for the ragged clothes and messy hair, there is no major problem.

Qingfeng Daoren glanced at the collapsed stone platform, with a palpitating look on his face, and then hurriedly arched his hand at Yan Yuchen, and said ashamedly: "Thank you Yan Xiaoyou's men for showing mercy." ”

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if Yan Yuchen hadn't put away the evil slashing thunder on the ancient sword just now, at this moment, this Qingfeng Dao person, I'm afraid that even if he doesn't die, he will definitely not be as safe and sound as he is now.

Qingfeng Dao people sighed convincingly: "Sect Master Jiang can get this virtuous son-in-law, and the Demon Sect will definitely be able to prosper and reach a higher level in the next hundred years!"

Jiang Wuyu was happy in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Qingfeng Daoyou praised it. Jiang's son-in-law, regardless of the severity of his shots, was offended and offended. ”

Qingfeng Daoist waved his hand and sighed, his face full of loneliness.

Chaoyang Sect has produced a dragon among a person, and now the Demon Sect has produced another young demon, pity him Qingyunguan, there is no successor.

Jiang Wuyu glanced at the young man beside him, his confidence increased greatly, and said to the Chaoyang Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect: "I don't know ...... this second battle."

Jian Wushuang glanced at Yun Tingfeng of Chaoyang Sect, Yun Tingfeng just smiled and did not answer.

Yun Renlong clenched his fists and was just about to go out, but Yun Tingfeng stopped him and said with a smile: "Renlong, you are a junior, how can you be rude? ”

Jian Wushuang laughed, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he came out and said, "Okay, then let Jian Mou come to understand it first, this Yan Xiaoyou's sword of slaying evil!"

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect has been majoring in swordsmanship since ancient times, and he has recently cultivated to the Supreme Sword Law Sword, so he is naturally not afraid of the sword that slashes evil.

The stone platform was broken, Jian Wushuang strode towards the white jade paved square in front, every step he took, the sword intent on his body became stronger, and the swollen sleeve robe seemed to have turned into sword intent, and the edge was revealed!

Jiang Wuyu's eyes showed a solemnity, and he whispered to Yan Yuchen: "Be careful, his sword is everywhere." If you are not defeated, just give in. You've won a game, and you're going to worship tonight, so you don't have to be reckless. ”

At this time, the bird master flapped his wings on the stone pillar and repeated sharply: "Uncle, lose once, green once! Miss counts when she speaks, and if you have the ability, you will lose!"

Yan Yuchen glared at it viciously and said, "Sooner or later, I'll pluck your hair and roast it!"

The bird master was unconscious, leaning his neck, triumphant.

Jian Wushuang has stopped, his robe is flying, and in his eyes, the sword qi is formed, the cold light is flickering, and the air flow around his body is condensed into reality, all of which have turned into flying swords!

He said with high spirits: "Yan Xiaoyou, please!"

Yan Yuchen patted the dust on his sleeve and walked over, his hand empty, no knife or sword.

At this time, Yun Tingfeng glanced at his son, and said: "This young man is carrying a spiritual treasure, and he is unparalleled at the beginning, and he looks amazing, but the spiritual power in his body is also consumed very quickly. After Jian Wushuang finished the competition with him, no matter who won or lost, he had reached the end of his crossbow. When the time comes, you will go up again, and it will be easy to win him. Win him, and humiliate him a few more words, a boy like him who has become famous as a teenager will definitely feel embarrassed and humiliated, and fight you to the death. When the time comes......"

Yun Renlong's eyes showed a touch of shame and anger.

Unexpectedly, even his father thought that he was not the opponent of that young man, and he wanted to consume the other party with a wheel battle!

He has been famous for many years, and over the years, he has experienced a hundred battles, how could he have been so despised!

Yun Tingfeng seemed to see his anger, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Those who have achieved great things are not informal." If you really want to marry that girl, be less conceited. The strength of this young man is definitely not lower than yours. ”

Yun Renlong's heart became more and more jealous, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Today, I want him to know that I, Yun Renlong, am the real dragon among people!

Yun Tingfeng smiled and said: "Good ambition! Wait, many things in this world only depend on the results." As long as you win, who cares how you win? You are indeed strong, and my father believes that after this battle, no one will doubt your strength again. ”

The light in Yun Renlong's eyes was blazing, and his chest was full of pride.

On the square, the sword qi around Jian Wushuang's body had accumulated to the peak, and a piercing sword sound sounded in the air.

A dazzling spirit sword with golden light appeared out of thin air, surrounded by a sea of sword qi, suspended above his head!

At this moment, his eyes, his hands, his body, even his hair, and the breath he exhaled seemed to have turned into a sword, exuding a sharp and powerful sword intent!

The faces of the people changed slightly, and they did not dare to approach.

Without the formation stone platform, the two of them will inevitably suffer from others.

Facing the sword intent that was about to erupt like a tsunami, Yan Yuchen walked over empty-handed, and suddenly begged again: "Senior, can you let the junior win......?

“……”

The muscles in the corners of Jian Wushuang's eyes jerked.

It's that sentence again!

As soon as the Qingfeng Dao people heard this sentence, they were immediately hit by the swords in the sky, and they couldn't touch the north and south, and almost vomited blood!

This young man is despicable and treacherous, and must not be careless!

"Hugh has to pretend! Let's make a move! The old man is a senior, let you take the lead!"

Jian Wushuang snorted coldly, his eyes full of sword intent, staring at this young man coldly, never daring to be careless.

From the moment he came, he began to accumulate sword intent, and now he has already reached the peak of sword intent, and he can burst out at any time, so he is naturally not afraid of the other party's first move.

As a senior, and there are so many people watching him, if he kills the killer now, it will inevitably make people laugh.

Yan Yuchen was still empty-handed, and said pitifully: "Senior, today is my wedding day, can't you be accommodating once, let me win?"

"Don't talk nonsense! If you don't make a move, don't blame the old man for bullying the younger generation and strike first! If the old man's sword sea is unleashed, you will be defeated in an instant!"

"Huh!"

As soon as Jian Wushuang's words were finished, Yan Yuchen raised his hand and threw out a small silver needle, and arched his hand with a painful face: "Senior, give you a spiritual treasure and let me win, how about it......?"

Jian Wushuang was stunned for a moment, staring vigilantly at the silver needle that was slowly flying, and did not reach out to take it, but he did not intercept it immediately.

Although the spirit treasure is precious, it will definitely not be able to buy him.

And Yun Tingfeng and the others outside the venue sneered: "Sect Master Jiang, your son-in-law has a good means, seeing that the sword intent of the peerless Daoist is unbreakable, he is ready to buy it with a spiritual treasure, hehe, it's really ......."

"Whew!"

Before he finished speaking, the silver needle instantly pierced the sword intent light shield in front of Jian Wushuang's body and flew towards the center of his eyebrows.

Above the silver needle, there was a faint light, ordinary, without any powerful aura.

But, it's sharp and terrifying!

The sea of swords was layered on top of each other, solid as gold, and it turned its eyes on nothing, flying all the way forward without any pause!

Jian Wushuang's face changed suddenly, he suddenly roared angrily, grabbed the golden spirit sword suspended above his head, and slashed at the silver needle, sneering in his mouth: "Boy, I want to play tricks with the old man, tell you, the old man ......"

"Zheng—"

A wail!

When the golden spirit sword in his hand slashed hard at the tiny silver needle, he thought that the silver needle would immediately shatter into slag, but the result surprised him, and everyone!

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the golden spirit sword in his hand, which could be called a spirit treasure, was instantly broken into two!

Jian Wushuang's face changed greatly!

The seemingly ordinary silver needle continued to fly forward, not fast, even very slow, but there was nothing to stop!

Seeing that he was about to reach the front, Jian Wushuang suddenly burst into a shout, raised his left hand with a burst of spiritual light, and grabbed towards the silver needle!

"Click!"

There was a crunch, this time, the sound of his arm breaking.

Immediately, his body bent, and with a "snap", he was directly pressed to the ground!

And his left hand, which was holding the silver needle, suddenly "boomed", and his entire arm fell into the ground!

The sea of sword intent that had accumulated around him also collapsed in an instant!

The dignified Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, a powerful man in the entire Weiyang Kingdom, was instantly pressed down by a silver needle!

His mouth was full of ashes, and he couldn't move.

Qingfeng Dao people Yun Tingfeng and the others, including Jiang Wuyu and other people from the Demon Sect, were all stunned by this strange and abrupt scene.

At this time, Yan Yuchen, the initiator, trotted in front of Jian Wushuang with a grateful face, and said again and again: "Thank you, senior, thank you, senior." If you lose, you lose, why should the seniors do this great gift, it is really a torment for the younger generations. ”

Yan Yuchen squatted on the ground, picked up the silver needle from the pit, and prepared to put it on Jian Wushuang's head, and said with a smile on his face: "Senior, did I win?"

This silver needle, which he and Xiao Li obtained in the ancient land at the bottom of the sea, was originally a huge optimus stone pillar, which was said to be transformed by the bones of ancient giant beasts, and even Zhao Hai, who was at the peak of the Jade Spirit Realm, was caught off guard at that time, and was pressed down, not to mention the sword Wushuang in the early stage of the Jade Spirit Realm.

If it is placed on his head, his brain will burst and he will die.

Jian Wushuang trembled, didn't dare to raise his head, and said with dust in his mouth: "Yes...... Yes, you won...... Old man, admit defeat!"

Yan Yuchen smiled brightly, harmless to humans and animals, put away the silver needle, and said with sincerity on his face: "Thank you seniors for agreeing, the juniors finally don't have to be green, I'm so happy." ”

The bird master fluttered his wings on the stone pillar and said sharply: "Hypocritical and despicable uncle!

Yan Yuchen turned his head to look at it suddenly, and immediately exploded the bird feathers that frightened him, and immediately screamed with flattery on his face: "Uncle is mighty! Uncle is domineering! The little admiration for Uncle is like a surging river, endless, and like the Yellow River overflowing, it is out ......of control."

Yan Yuchen: "......"

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