Seeing the sword like a white rainbow running through the sun, Sun Erhu turned on one side, and his figure floated strangely. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe sword swept into the ring, splitting a gap more than two feet long.

As soon as the sword shrank, Sun Erhu seemed to be glued to the sword, and his figure shrank to Ding Boliang with the sword.

Ding Boliang was startled, and injected the spiritual power of the sword again, the sword light rose sharply, and Sun Erhu's figure was forced into the distance by the sword again.

But no matter how Ding Boliang wielded the sword, Sun Erhu always stuck to the sword, like a big mosquito, flying with the sword.

The sword couldn't hurt Sun Erhu for half a point, but he didn't dare to retreat. As soon as he retracted, Sun Erhu would definitely come with Mang.

This made Ding Boliang anxious, and he kept injecting the spiritual power of the sword, which consumed too much spiritual power on him. But his divine consciousness cultivation was not enough to support him to sacrifice other magic weapons.

Seeing this scene, Jin Tianming, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, smiled knowingly, because everyone could see that if this continued, Ding Boliang would be defeated due to the exhaustion of his spiritual power. He finally gave Yun Jing an appreciative glance.

And the faces of the disciples of Jianshan Peak were even more ugly, and they began to scold again.

"Shameless! Don't dare to fight, you can only hide, what kind of game is this! ”

"Damn, it's like a big mosquito, buzzing around, get down!"

Ding Boliang's face began to turn pale, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and if he continued to consume it, his spiritual power was about to run out.

He shouted angrily:

"Sun Erhu, if you have a kind of you, you will fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the sword loosen.

Sun Erhu had already stood far away from him.

At this time, Sun Erhu was already holding the iron sword and said coldly: "Do you want to fight?" ”

Ding Boliang was already angry, his face was pale, and he used his last bit of spiritual power to stir up a dazzling sword and slash at Sun Erhu again.

The iron sword that Sun Erhu was holding obliquely suddenly raised, and the dark sword light was like a black python coming out of a hole, biting the attacking sword ray, only to hear the sound of 'snort', Ding Boliang's sword light dimmed, and disappeared after a while, as if it was swallowed by the iron sword sword!

Ding Boliang's body shook and almost fell, and he hurriedly withdrew his sword and slammed it on the ground before he could barely stand.

Sun Erhu said coldly: "Do you want to fight again?" ”

Ding Boliang was furious, spurted out a mouthful of blood 'wow', closed his eyes, and fell to the ground!

The deacon elder shouted: "Sun Erhu wins!" ”

One sentence ended the game.

But the onlookers exploded! A condensation early stage disciple defeated a late stage condensation disciple, which had never appeared in the Dan Sword Sect's previous realm competition!

The disciples in the square talked about it, some were amazed, some were skeptical, and some were even more disdainful! Some people who didn't watch the game also came to inquire, and when they heard about the game, most of them showed a look of disdain.

Because the Sword Sect advocates a dignified and upright battle, with a sword in hand, and a smile on the immortal road! They despise cowardice and opportunism. Therefore, once they decided that Sun Erhu won the game by tricks, they no longer appreciated it, but despised it.

Jin Tianming took the disciples of Jianzhu Peak to hug Sun Erhu, found a quiet place, and sat down to breathe.

Although Jin Tianming did not approve of Sun Erhu's fighting method from the bottom of his heart, what other way could he ensure that Sun Erhu defeated his opponent? He couldn't help but secretly admire Yun Jing's strategy, he knew that if it wasn't for Yun Jing's strategy, Sun Erhu's tiger-headed kid would not have come up with such a way of playing.

Yun Jing also walked over and said to Jin Tianming: "Senior brother, after the second tiger rests for a while, it is better to watch the game, and let him know the opponent behind him, so that when he meets again, he can know from the bottom of his heart!" ”

Jin Tianming nodded, smiled at Yun Jing rarely, and said, "What you said makes sense, you will also be by his side later, explain to him!" ”

Yun Jing said yes.

Sun Erhu breathed for a while, and after feeling that his spiritual power had regained his fullness, he jumped up and dragged Yun Jing to various rings to watch the competition.

The competition on the second day was much more intense than on the first day, and there were more people who competed on the stage and cultivated at the same level, so almost every game lasted longer, until they finally came up with the means to press the bottom of the box before they won.

Yun Jing mobilized his powerful divine sense and memorized every game he watched. The characteristics of the winning player and the strongest means are well known.

There was only one disciple named Meng Haoran who made Yun Jing unable to understand. Because this Meng Haoran is a condensate stage of Great Perfection cultivation, and the opponent is only a mid-stage condensate cultivation, the two of them only had one move on the stage, and the opponent gave up the defeat, and Meng Haoran won.

Yun Jing thought that it was unlikely that Sun Erhu would meet this Meng Haoran in the next round, so he didn't think much about it.

It wasn't until late evening that the second round ended. Thirty winners were selected in the third round of the competition.

Of the five disciples of Jianzhu Peak who participated in the second round of the competition, four people, including Sun Erhu, won, which also shows that the combat power of Jianzhu Peak's disciples is still relatively outstanding in the Danjian Sect.

Back to Jianzhu Peak, among the thirty disciples who won by Yun Jing, except for Meng Haoran and another disciple of Jianzhu Peak who won in the third ring, the remaining twenty-eight people's combat power and characteristics were analyzed by Sun Erhu one by one.

After analyzing, Yun Jing suddenly remembered something and asked Sun Erhu: "Erhu, what kind of strange feeling do you have when you make your iron sword?" ”

Sun Erhu scratched his head and said, "It's a little special, but I can't figure out what is special for a while!" ”

Yun Jing summoned the Red Mang Sword, dragged Sun Erhu, entered the practice room, and said, "Erhu, use the iron sword, let's try it!" ”

Sun Erhu summoned the iron sword. After Yun Jing injected the Chimang Sword with spiritual power, he swung his sword and attacked Sun Erhu.

The crimson sword flickered. Sun Erhu swung his iron sword to meet it, and as soon as the dark sword spit out, it quickly devoured the crimson sword. Yun Jing felt that the spiritual power on the crimson sword was instantly sucked into the air.

Yun Jing put away the red mang sword and shouted excitedly: "I understand! I understand! ”

Sun Erhu looked puzzled and said, "Brother, what do you understand?" ”

Yun Jing said excitedly: "Second Tiger, at the beginning, the ancestor of Kun said that this sword mother was made by him by adding the Nine Heavens Xuan Magnet to Xi Yang, and said that it is wonderful, you know it after using it, and now, I understand, the first magic of the iron sword is that it can devour other swords!" ”

Sun Erhu was surprised: "Devouring other people's swords and swords? Isn't that iron sword capable of absorbing the spiritual power of others? If that's the case, that's amazing! Uh, by the way, you just said that the first magic is useful, is there any other wonderful use? ”

Yun Jing said: "Yes, now I understand why the sword was inserted into the earth when I used the Heavenly Thorn!" ”

"Why?"

"Because the Sword Mother is mixed with the soil, in this way, as long as the Sword Mother is connected to the earth, it will summon the power of the earth! Kun Ling Kun Ling! It turns out that the Kun Spirit Sword is integrated into the spirit of the earth, the soul of the earth! It's a pity that our current cultivation level is too low to exert its full power! ”

Sun Erhu said while stroking the iron sword: "Brother, according to what you say, the iron sword is an ancient artifact, and it is extremely powerful?" ”

Yun Jing said: "Yes, as your cultivation improves, the power of the iron sword will become more and more powerful. At present, the competition is the most important, let's first think about how to maximize the effect of the iron sword to apply it to the sword fighting competition! ”

The two practiced while pondering, and overnight they increased Sun Erhu's combat power a lot.

The next day, the third round of the game was drawn, and Sun Erhu was unfortunately drawn Meng Haoran.

Yun Jing's heart sank, the more he worried about something, the more he came!

Discuss with Jin Tianming, Jin Tianming is not familiar with Meng Haoran, and Yun Jing is a little depressed.

Sun Erhu disagreed, and said with a big grin: "Brother, it's nothing, as long as I take out all my combat strength, I can defeat him, just right, I want to fight with all my strength, so that these people don't laugh at me for being opportunistic, hmph, I want to shut them up with my own combat power!" ”

Yun Jing smiled, whether he can pass this level or not, it seems that he can only resign himself to fate!

This time, Sun Erhu ranked fifth in the game.

When Sun Erhu went to battle, Yun Jing only said two words: "Sword intent!" ”

Sun Erhu nodded.

When Sun Erhu came to the stage, Meng Haoran just stared at him indifferently and did not speak.

When the deacon elder announced the start of the competition, Meng Haoran shook his hand, and an inky black sword was already in his hand.

Yun Jing glanced at the sword, and his heart was even more nervous. The inky black sword flickering was already a magic weapon-level aura.

A magic weapon is a treasure that can kill enemies with phantoms, and no matter how high-level magic weapons can do this. The artifact has given birth to its own real instrument spirit, which is more spiritual than the magic weapon.

Although Sun Erhu is holding an artifact, the spirit of the weapon has not returned, and it can only be used as a magic weapon, so in terms of weapons, Sun Erhu does not have an advantage.

Sun Erhu leaned over the iron sword and didn't speak, just stared at Meng Haoran coldly. A thick murderous aura gradually permeated his body.

Meng Haoran snorted coldly, and with a swing of his sword, the ink sword had turned into an ink Jiao more than two zhang long, roaring and rushing towards Sun Erhu.