At the same time, Sun Xin's wrist flicked, and dozens of cyan sword rays shot out from the jasper sword, forming a cyan vortex, cutting through the void and slashing towards Zhao Hu's body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing Sun Xin's meteor-like speed and the cyan vortex that slashed towards him, Zhao Hu couldn't help but praise, "Good!" He saw the extremely sharp Qingfeng Sword appear in his hand, and then as his wrist shook, dozens of golden sword rays were emitted, lined up in a straight line, and he rushed towards the cyan vortex that slashed at him in turn.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The crisp sound continued to sound in the ring, dozens of golden sword rays hit the cyan vortex one after another, each more golden sword light hit the cyan vortex, the luster above the cyan vortex would dim a point, and when the last golden sword light hit the cyan vortex, the cyan vortex was finally overwhelmed, and with the golden sword light collapsed together, turning into countless points of light and disappearing between heaven and earth.

Seeing the cyan vortex he swung out collapse, Sun Xin was not surprised at all, if he killed Zhao Hu with one of his attacks, it would surprise him.

After the cyan vortex collapsed, Sun Xin, who was flying rapidly, shook the meteor sword in his hand here, and shot out a huge cyan sword ray, which cut through the void like lightning, rushed towards Zhao Hu's side, and when he was only a dozen meters away from Zhao Hu, it suddenly exploded into thousands of tiny sword rays, shrouding Zhao Hu's body.

Seeing thousands of small, but containing huge power of the sword, stabbing at his body rapidly, Zhao Hu's body suddenly appeared a golden defensive cover, blocking thousands of small swords with huge power outside the body, unable to cross the golden defensive shield a step.

When the golden defensive shield outside the body blocked thousands of small sword attacks, Zhao Hu, who was under the protection of the golden defensive shield, threw the Qingfeng sword into the sky, whispered some awkward spells in his mouth, and his fingers kept making the following complex movements, and then saw the Qingfeng sword turn into a streamer, with a compelling cold air, stabbing towards Sun Xin, who was flying.

Facing the cold Qingfeng Sword attack, Sun Xin was forced to stop his rapid flying action, and hurriedly shook the jasper sword in his hand, sending out a series of extremely powerful cyan sword rays, and attacked towards the Qingfeng Sword.

What Sun Xin didn't expect was that the dozens of sharp sword rays it emitted, although they were extremely sharp and contained huge energy, they couldn't touch a single cold light of the Qingfeng Sword, and all of them were avoided by the Qingfeng Sword without exception, and stabbed straight towards its body.

Seeing that the sword attack he sent out was ineffective, Sun Xin's heart was shocked, his body flashed rapidly, he clenched the jasper sword in his hand, and directly faced the Qingfeng Sword without retreating.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The crisp sound of metal collision continued to sound in the rapid confrontation between the Qingfeng Sword and the Jasper Sword, and the brilliant sparks were generated in the continuous collision of the Qingfeng Sword and the Jasper Sword, forming a special scenery in the fierce battle in the ring.

In just one second, the Qingfeng Sword and the Jade Sword had collided thousands of times, and it would be extremely difficult for those whose strength had not reached the Jindan stage level to see clearly the number and frequency of the confrontations between the Qingfeng Sword and the Jade Sword.

After the Qingfeng Sword and the Jasper Sword collided thousands of times in a row, they broke away from the attack range of the Jasper Sword like lightning, and returned straight to Zhao Hu's hands, and held the Jasper Sword in his hand, and used his body technique to the extreme, so that Sun Xin, who was able to barely fight with the Qingfeng Sword thousands of times without being defeated, immediately operated the inner method of the body after the Qingfeng Sword flew back into Zhao Hu's hands, and calmed the true qi that was constantly tumbling.

After putting the Qingfeng Sword back into his hand, Zhao Hu did not remove the golden defensive cover in his body, and directly held a solid golden defensive cover, picked up the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, and shouted: "Take it!" ”

After speaking, Zhao Hu's body moved, turned into a golden streamer, and rushed towards Sun Xin's side.

Seeing Zhao Hu rushing towards his side, Sun Xin shouted loudly with excitement on his face: "It's good to come!" Without hesitation, he showed his skills and greeted Zhao Hu's side.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The crisp sound of metal collision continued to sound in the ring, and afterimages and beautiful sparks began to appear on the huge and solid ring.

Zhao Hu and Sun Xin kept speeding up the speed of swinging their swords, constantly speeding up their footwork, striving to swing a little faster than the opponent's sword, and swinging a few more swords than the other party, in order to gain an advantage in battle.

Suddenly, Zhao Hu's eyes turned, his empty left hand shook rapidly, and several small golden sword rays shot out from the fingers of his left hand, and under the cover of the sparks from the continuous collision of the Qingfeng Sword and the Jasper Sword, he secretly bypassed the frontal battlefield and sneaked towards Sun Xin's back.

Sun Xin, who was concentrating on wielding the jasper sword and constantly fighting with Zhao Hu, suddenly felt a pain in his back, and several small sword rays entered his body, wantonly breaking the meridians in his body, making it impossible to mobilize the true qi in his body normally, and continue to fight with Zhao Hu.

And Zhao Hu took advantage of Sun Xin's distraction, and tried to mobilize the true qi in his body to encircle and suppress a few small swords in his body, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand suddenly accelerated the frequency of dancing, forcing away the resistance of the jasper sword, and directly on Sun Xin's neck, he could cut off his head at any time and end his life.

Feeling the chill coming from the Qingfeng sword on his neck, Sun Xin's face changed, his bright eyes couldn't help but darken, he put away the jasper sword in his hand, and said lightly: "You won, from now on, I will be your slave, serving you for a hundred years." ”

Hearing Sun Xin's words, Zhao Hu also put away the Qingfeng Sword that was hanging on his neck, and said lightly: "I believe in you, give you six days to deal with some personal matters, and when my six-day challenge period expires and I officially challenge the City Lord of Cloud City, I hope you can keep your promise and return to my side." ”

Zhao Hu gave Sun Xin six days to deal with private matters, although it might make him go forever, but Zhao Hu's intuition told him that Sun Xin was not the kind of person who did not keep his promises, so Zhao Hu was unusually relieved of Sun Xin, and he had no intention of worrying about his escape.

After all, when it comes to his realm, intuition is a magical thing, although she can't see or touch it, but it is real, so Zhao Hu trusts her intuition very much. In Zhao Hu's opinion, it is easy to find a master slave at the peak level of the Jindan period, but a servant like Sun Xin who can give him great help is extremely difficult to find.

Hearing that Zhao Hu gave him time to deal with personal matters, Sun Xin was shocked, his brows were slightly raised, and he looked at Zhao Hu carefully before he said lightly: "If you don't die in the challenge, I will keep my promise and serve for a hundred years." ”

After finishing speaking, Sun Xin ignored Zhao Hu, and directly turned into a cyan streamer and galloped away into the distance.

The audience in the audience saw Zhao Hu in a few minutes, and they defeated the genius master 'White-haired Sword Demon' in their minds, and took him into slavery, and involuntarily let out a cry of exclamation, as well as a huge cheer.

Zhao Hu retracted his back to look at Sun Xin's leaving, turned to the audience and said loudly: "Who else is willing to challenge on stage?" ”

As soon as Zhao Hu's voice fell, he saw a slender woman with a charming face, flying to the ring with great lightness, opening her seductive little mouth, and whispering: "Wang Rong of the slave family, I have seen this son, I hope that the son can be merciful and not hurt the life of the slave family." ”

Hearing the words of the charming woman, soft and full of temptation, after seeing that she deliberately lowered her head, revealing a large area of snow-white skin on her chest, which made people fall into infinite reverie, Zhao Hu's brows couldn't help frowning, his face changed slightly, his wrist shook rapidly, and countless golden sword lights shot out from the Qingfeng Sword, shooting down the silver needles that were secretly shooting at him.

After shooting down hundreds of silver needles that shot at him, Zhao Hu couldn't help but be furious: "Sluts are looking for death!" ”

As soon as Zhao Hu's voice fell, he saw that he had already flown up, carrying the Qingfeng sword, and rushed towards the side of Wang Rong, with the posture of splitting his sword in half.

Seeing that his sneak attack failed, Zhao Hu looked angry again, and carried the Qingfeng sword to kill him, Wang Rong did not have a trace of fear, but let out a crisp laugh, and shouted with a charming face: "Childe, don't look murderous!" You're going to scare the slaves! ”

Before Wang Rong's voice fell, he saw his ten fingers running rapidly, making all kinds of complex gestures, and small silver needles, like a torrential rain, with the sound of whistling wind, towards Zhao Hu, who was flying rapidly, with a posture full of needle holes on his body.

In the face of Wang Rong's attacks with silver needles, Zhao Hu didn't dare to be careless, and immediately ran the Nine Turns Golden Body Battle, mobilizing the huge amount of true qi in his body, forming a solid golden defensive shield outside his body, blocking the silver needles attacking him one by one from the golden defensive cover, and quickly recited a complex incantation, his fingers kept dancing.

As the spell in Zhao Hu's mouth continued to spit out, the Qingfeng Sword that was originally held tightly in his hand immediately turned into a streamer, with a compelling cold aura, lightning cut through the void and galloped towards Wang Rong's body.

Seeing that his silver needle attack failed, and feeling the overwhelming cold air coming from the Qingfeng Sword, Wang Rongjiao's beautiful face couldn't help but change, and the speed of the swing of the ten fingers immediately doubled.