"Hey, a few people in the audience, let's go up together."

As soon as these words fell, the entire courtyard was completely silent, not to mention the disciples of the Fire Spirit Sect, even Jiang Liu, who was full of confidence in Jingqing, Xiao Fluttershy, was stunned.

Only Yulin stood up laughing and applauded loudly.

"It's too arrogant."

This kind of contempt of Chi Guoguo suddenly angered several Fire Spirit Sect True Legends in the audience.

But the next moment, they suddenly sensed that a brutal sword qi that was extremely strong and strong, and the sharp edge, as if it could cut everything off, slashed diagonally from the top of the iron platform.

Slash sword intent.

In just an instant, the sword qi locked all the space below the Desperate Table, and there was no room to dodge.

forced the four of them to rise into the air and land on the iron platform.

"Huh, powerful sword intent, able to see through Gao Wu's illusions, and such a strong sword technique, you are really not an ordinary sword cultivator, no wonder the sect master will spread the sound thousands of miles and call us back."

Xie Junchang exhaled, and pinched out a strange seal with his five fingers: "Those wastes left behind in the door are indeed impossible, no, they are not qualified to fight against you." ”

"No, you're wrong."

Smiling slightly, Jing Qing said: "What is illusion, I haven't learned it at all, I can't see through it." ”

"Oh, yes, I see."

Xie Jun lowered his head and let the tips of his long hair hide his sharp eyes: "Then Gao Wu, if you still have a breath, get up for me, and if you are ready to admit defeat, get off the desperate platform." ”

"When, of course you have to get up."

Constantly sending the elixir to his mouth, Gao Wu pulled out the fire thorn and struggled to get up: "I don't want to lose to others so easily." ”

"That's good, five minutes, stabilize my wounds, and if you think you can fight, let's shoot."

Throwing some elixir to Gao Wu, Xie Jun said to Jing Qing: "As a fellow Daoist of Tianmen, I don't think you will make a move on the person who heals the wound when you are fighting." ”

"Hmph, it doesn't matter."

Jing Qing sneered, his feet did not step on the ground, the sword momentum unfolded, and the flickering magnetism jumped on the blade of the sword.

"Yuan Magnetic Drawing Sword Technique!"

Although it does not charge up in advance to maximize the magnetic force, the orbital swordsmanship formed by relying on weak magnetism can still be called a lore.

In the next second, Jing Qing turned into a white shadow that could not be seen clearly, and ran towards the direction where the four people were.

Only the long sword that slashed at the void was still flashing, and even the trajectory of the blade's movement was clearly visible, but it gave people a feeling that there was nothing to stop.

"A sword that's so fast and strong."

Xie Jun and the four of them, their faces changed again, and they only felt an extremely sharp sword light, invading their sea of knowledge, as if they were about to smash their souls.

There was no time to estimate the rest, and several people used their means to resist the invasion of the sword intent.

A cloud of ghost fire floated in the air, and a spirit rune turned into ashes, setting off a wave of spiritual energy, in addition, there were two spirit swords, with yin and yang flames on them, cross-cooperating, facing the blade of the sword.

"Dangdang!"

A sword slashed, it was really arrogant and domineering, sharp and unparalleled, two matching, and the quality of the spirit sword was obviously not low, but it had no power to resist, and it was cut in two.

The spirit sword was destroyed, and the two monks who were in harmony with their hearts and minds spat blood from their mouths, but their faces were happy.

Even if it was an egg hitting the stone, there were two swords that resisted like a jade burning stone in spite of everything.

Jing Qing's sword momentum and sword intent couldn't maintain an unchanged posture after all, but paused slightly.

Although it was imperceptible, this one, in a sense, destroyed the natural charm of the sword intent, and it needed to be adjusted again in order to exert its full power.

This also gives the side a chance to breathe, that is, a chance to fight back.

"It's funny."

"I'm one with the slash, it's me, I'm it, do you need to bother to adjust your fist?"

Seeing the other party's thoughts, Jing Qing sneered, took ten steps forward with his body, raised his sword and slashed again.

The sword heart is clear.

The spiritual power flowed rapidly in the body, reaching Xiaocheng's sword intent, making Jing Qing's sword speed suddenly increase tenfold.

The sword intent and sword momentum were also restored to perfection in an instant.

Just like the Nine Heavens Milky Way, the meteor fell, and the sword light of the Void Sword rotated, passing through the limits of space, leading one belt and one belt, and the spirit runes attracted the fluctuations of the spiritual energy, all of which were contained, and thrown obliquely into the air.

Then, the sword blade turned at will, and the pure yang artistic conception surged, and the abundant and unstoppable pure yang sword qi flashed and surged towards the ghost fire.

Taiyi Star Sword.

The artistic conception of the streamer and the sword intent of the slash cooperate with each other to make the swordsmanship.

Bang Bang Bang!

First of all, the spirit rune body exploded in the air, and the scattered energy made the air vibrate into ripples, but it did not hurt Jing Qing at all.

And the sword qi composed of the pure yang artistic conception also wiped out the ghost fire.

"Pretty."

"Three swords in a row, it only took half a second to break the enemy, all the offensive and defensive means, the swordsmanship of the junior brother, has already become a small success, the real hall into the room, worthy of the disciple of the uncle."

Jiang Liu stroked his hands and admired.

"Uncle Shi."

Ming Ruo was stunned, hiding in the hall of the Fire Spirit Sect, Ming Xu, who had been paying attention to this place with spiritual sense, was also stunned.

Jiang Liu is the younger generation of Tianmen, the first person in the Fu Dao, and among all the inner disciples, he is also the second strongest person, so famous, his master, of course, is not a secret.

The ancient seal of the thousand-pattern talisman master, who was originally a great monk who climbed Tianzhu Mountain and was qualified to carve a sacred monument for what he had learned.

is the same generation as him, and he is a sword cultivator, and there is only one person in the entire Tianmen, and that is Changlong.

"Brother Changlong, I didn't expect you to come here."

"It seems that you are just as surprised by your disciple's performance, otherwise there will be no spiritual power fluctuations, let me be aware, well, this is a good thing for me."

Ming Xu drank all the wine in the cup, poured two more pots, stepped into the void, and disappeared into the palace.

"It's a long dragon."

Mingruo sighed faintly, lowered his head slightly, and covered his face with long hair, but his chest was undulating, and his heart was complicated.

In the battle situation, Jing Qing didn't have time to pay attention to the thoughts of others.

The three swords in succession seem to be simple and neat, but the essence and spirit energy consumed, as well as the spiritual power, are incomparably huge, and with him opening up the three hundred and sixty-one acupoints, he has built a first-grade Dao foundation, and he is also a little lacking in energy.

The footsteps did not move, Jing Qing sneered, and the formidable momentum caused by it tightly pressed the four people, so that they did not dare to move, so they could only explode backwards.

When he was relieved, he raised his head and said proudly: "Now, am I qualified to fight four with one?" ”

"You!"

One of them, his face was red, as if he had suffered a great insult, he urged the spell and threw himself at Jing Qing, but he was blocked by Xie Jun and the others.

"Yes, you are very strong, so in the future, whether we live or die, we will not keep any longer."

"Senior brothers, three turns of small fire technique."

A solemn look appeared in Xie Jun's eyes, as if he had made up his mind, and his footsteps began to turn subtly.

"Understood."

The three people in the rear reacted extremely quickly, cooperating with Xie Jun, walking alternately, gradually forming a formation.

The spirit boiled.

The four of them were shining with abundant flame-colored aura, and they were rapidly merging and unifying, and they seemed to be joining forces to perform some powerful spells.