"Uh-uh!" it was only then that two short cries of pain were heard. On Gao Sheng's neck, blood was squeezed out of the cracks. He wanted to know how Lang Yu got to his side, but he just rolled his eyes and fell down with his legs.

This is the real murderous move, Chen Shangxian broke his arm for this, that is, Lang Yu didn't want to kill him, Gao Sheng was not so lucky. The lock of the seven sword lights seemed to be far inferior to that surnamed Chen, and Lang Yu just dodged it with a few dodges.

"Gu Yu, I've already told you to stop. ”

Lang Yu's eyes staring at him didn't change, and there was no need to answer this matter.

Half a day later, the middle-aged man didn't ask again, what he said was redundant, he didn't have the right to stop at halftime, and Gao Sheng didn't admit defeat, so he could only watch Lang Yu throw down the ring in his hand and put it in his arms.

"Who's next!"

A hawk-nosed teenager walked out. "I'm here to challenge you". The voice was word-by-word.

By now, he had to face up to the opponent in front of him, it was a wolf, a wolf from the mortal world.

Which one can enter the immortal realm is not the best, but in a moment, the two geniuses were thrown on the stage. Is this still an accident?

"Hum" another spirit entered the scroll.

Lang Yu glanced at the audience, and it was quiet at this time. He caught a glimpse of the only person he was familiar with, Luo Zhongshu. When I saw his gaze sweeping, I couldn't help but retreat backwards.

Lang Yu smiled, probably because he didn't expect that he would dare to kill. That's because he doesn't know that he is already on a dead end.

"Sign up. Lang Yu withdrew his sword.

Lin Liangyu. ”

Langyu nodded. "......" was just about to speak again, but Lin Liangyu took it.

"I'll remember your name. Gu Yu. ”

Hehe, let me save trouble. "Let's do it. ”

A piece of blue light only flashed and disappeared, and a knife appeared in Lin Liangyu's hand, shaped like half a willow leaf, two feet and three inches. With a pull of the knife, he took off his hands and flew, turning around, and the air was cold.

"Spirit weapon!?" "Which family is he from?" sighed in the audience. It seems that this is also the first time that Lin Liangyu has used this knife, and many disciples have been practicing for more than two years, and they have never seen him use this knife.

Someone shook his head. "It's not a spiritual artifact. It's just a treasure that melts the beast spirit. "This thing is not something that ordinary people can see, but this person is from a refining family, as long as he feels the breath released by the lancet, he can basically determine his grade.

Lang Yu also drew his knife. "Red Tiger Wings. ”

"He still has a knife?"

"What's so strange about that. ”

Knives and swords, one for each. In this cultivation world, there is no such thing as being proficient in all eighteen kinds of weapons, on the contrary, the vast majority of cultivators are specialized in cultivating a handy weapon.

The strength of weapons in this world lies entirely in the master's comprehension of the Tao. Those who are advanced in Taoism, even if they have a grass and a leaf, can break everything, and only under the refining of the gods will they pay great attention to the increase of weapons.

Of course, for those weapons above the spiritual weapons, they themselves contain laws and Tao, so they cannot be compared with this.

The "Red Refining Tiger Wing" was originally a sharp weapon for attack, but now it was infused with earth attribute Xuan Qi by Lang Yu, and it was a little unbearable, and he trembled with a buzz, but he still greeted it. That Lin Liangyu was very careful, and when he was two feet away from Lang Yu, he urged Xuan Qi and led his knife to attack.

"Ding, ding, ding. "Langyu's front and back are full of brilliance. After the lancet was sacrificed, it was not just attacking the front, but attacking around Lang Yu, and the speed was so fast that in the eyes of people, it was a sword of disillusionment and a sword.

It was the first time for Lang Yu to see this, and it was suspected that it was immortal.

Treasure to treasure, the lancet is obviously superior, but it is only controlled by people from afar, and its power is greatly reduced, and it is constantly "refining tiger wings" for a while. Lang Yu's hand pierced through the flowers to find the needle, coupled with his powerful divine sense, he always saved the danger from the flying knife bush.

The audience was silent, and the middle-aged people on the stage also narrowed their eyes. Everyone can see that if you don't have any real skills, if you don't want to get a leaf on your body, you are the same sixth-order cultivator, and it is not easy to do this.

This kid can really challenge the next level, not a trick.

Lang Yu is also very helpless, he may have a big battle behind, he didn't want to expose his strength to these little disciples, this Lin Liangyu, it is a bit difficult to kill, his people are not only good weapons, but also have high minds.

Lang Yu didn't launch his own unique footwork, but just circled left and right at the speed he practiced from the big black ape.

The blue and gold Xuan Qi continued to wander around the field, and Lin Liangyu also drifted left and right, always maintaining a distance of two feet.

The middle-aged man looked at it and took a few steps closer.

Lin Liangyu was going to lose, and he was afraid that something would happen by surprise again. With Lang Yu's way of killing, the calmer he was, the more dangerous it was, and he saw Lin Liangyu frowning incessantly.

The divine consciousness was devastated, and after a long time, Lin Liangyu couldn't hold on, once dizziness appeared in his mind, he had to choose to admit defeat. But in this way, the willow leaf sword must be Langyu's, and his heart is unwilling.

"Bang bang bang," Lang Yu slashed out, knocking out three sword lights, and on the "Red Refining Tiger Wings", Jin Mang was also faint, reached out and took out a pill bottle, and retreated sharply, and a dark green pill rolled down his throat. The sound of "snort" was the blink of an eye, and two knives flew sideways, piercing a hole from the shoulder and armpit.

"Blood is returned to Dan? That kid is no longer angry. Someone whispered in the audience, and the middle-aged man glared at him.

Lian Zhan and the three of them are a bit unfair, but Langyu has already agreed. You have to hold it up yourself, and you can't blame others.

Wheel tactics, Lang Yu understood it from the moment he saw the four challenge books, so he just took his life and had nothing to be pitied. With the experience of fighting Huang Hongwu, he believes that the warriors can't help themselves, and the demon vein has advanced to the first order, which is the confidence. After trying it today, this immortal realm cultivation seems to be even more chaff than Huang Hongwu, but it is a little difficult to collect the soul.

When a pill is put into the stomach, the person will immediately be refreshed. Lin Liangyu secretly regretted that his attack was still too gentle, and he actually gave the other party a chance to make up for it in the middle of the field. He can also make up for medicine, but he does not lack Xuan Qi but lacks divine sense, and even if he has medicine, it will not work immediately.

"Phantom Sword!"

Lin Liangyu screamed secretly, his mind changed, the shadow of the knife was hazy, and five knives appeared in front of everyone's eyes in a moment.

Five knives, real and fake. Some people in the audience squinted, and some people shouted softly. This kid is really hiding deeply, if it weren't for the guy on the stage to force him out, he would really be hanging in the future.

It's just that those five knives can't hide from one person, that is, the middle-aged man on the stage, in his divine consciousness, the phantom is the phantom, and there is only one real knife.

Lang Yu was miserable, "slammed" a knife down, pounced in the air, "snort", the front placket was penetrated, this is still he saw the opportunity quickly, raised his head and flashed over, otherwise it may be Lang Yu who was cut throat. The middle-aged man was startled, ready to make a move, fighting to this extent, it is difficult to grasp the square inch, and then to the fatal place, he must stop it. Although this boy broke his face, he could not let him die. Qi Dong Lord's explanation, no one dared to ask why.

One knife is real and four are false, the truth is not distinguished, buzzing, hovering in mid-air, stabbing Lang Yu's shoulder, heart, and dantian. The middle-aged man who was squinting suddenly leaned forward, and was about to raise his hand and flick his fingers.

"Dang, ding", Lang Yu swung the knife outward, and a knife that stabbed at the dantian flew back, and this knife was real. Four apparitions vanished.

This kid was really lucky, and he was stunned by the scrappy knife.

"Whoosh," another cluster of knives swept up. Throat, left chest, left leg, lower abdomen. Lang Yu's knife slashed upward, walked away, and then turned his hand to stop the next knife, it was too late. "Snort" looks like a stroke in the leg and stomach, covered by a long shirt, I can't see it really, it should be that position. The lancet drilled through the left front placket and out on the right rear side. Lang Yu stumbled and almost fell to the ground, less than a foot away from Lin Liangyu. Lin Liangyu wanted to leave, but this was another golden opportunity, taking advantage of his illness to cripple him, because he didn't dare to kill Lang Yu with one sword.

With a rush of divine sense, the knife was divided into five again, and it pierced down from mid-air.

It was too late to hide, so Lang Yu had to lie on his horse and sweep out a knife in the posture of an iron plate bridge.

"Ding!" Luck, this luck is really amazing, including the middle-aged people on the stage are speechless for a while. In such a desperate situation, Lang Yu's knife actually hit the real knife, and it flew out diagonally at that time, and it was over Lin Liangyu's head.

Where his knife went, Lin Liangyu could naturally feel it with his eyes closed. One lowered his body, and one tilted his head to let go.

"Two ......, stay ......!" The middle-aged man was also shocked by this thrilling scene. was sighing at Langyu's luck, but suddenly realized that something was wrong, how could the lancet that was knocked off draw two blue rays one in front and one in the back. But even if he had reduced his words to two words, it was not fast enough.

"Poof!uh!" Lin Liangyu froze without waiting to retract his head, and there was an extra thing on his neck. Before he could sense what that thing was, his mind buzzed, he lost consciousness, and his world went dark from then on, and he left with questions, and he didn't want anything.

A sword, a short sword.

"Qinghong", nailed through Lin Liangyu's neck, and the lancet and the corpse fell on the stone platform together. "Plop, plop. ”

Lang Yu raised his hand and dusted off the torn clothes that had been opened everywhere, and walked towards Lin Liangyu. There was silence on and off the stage.

The words "yin" and "ruthless" appeared in the minds of many people.

The short sword was drawn, and Lin Liang's head tilted. Lang Yu lowered his head again, stretched out his hand and pulled off the ring, wiped the blood on his clothes, and put it into his arms.

He stepped over the corpse, picked up the knife, blew it, and put it away as well.

Someone has woken up a little. The three sixth-layer disciples died, and they didn't have a chance to admit defeat at all. They remembered Langyu's opening sentence. "I want all the stuff in their rings. ”