"This woman, her understanding is simply demonic!"

"I thought the supernatural powers were cabbage!"

"I don't know if you have noticed, these supernatural powers are not ordinary supernatural powers, but contain extremely strong soul coercion!"

"Soul Sword Master!!!!

Qiansha Mo Xie stood up, his clothes flying, and said lightly, "You are actually a soul sword master!" ”

Everyone suddenly realized, no wonder, the previous upspin Lone Moon sonic attack was useless to her, joke, the soul swordsman is second only to the soul warlock, and he is an expert in playing soul attacks, how can he be afraid of the soul series of sonic attacks!

Zuo Wei smiled lightly, "At the peak of the world, I'm afraid that a mere soul sword master can't stop you!" ”

Qiansha Mo Xie smiled coldly, no longer spoken, the cold knife in his hand flashed coldly, and suddenly, from the cold knife, the terrifying coercion bloomed, and the feeling of soul trembling for it......

The young swordsmen who were invited this time were all frightened, panicked to suppress the riots in their bodies, and some of them had poor cultivation, and even their wills were close to collapse.

The emperor of the Zuo family, who was the referee, shouted loudly when he saw this, "Settle down!! With a loud shout, Sanskrit like a heart mantra was transmitted into everyone's hearts, and those swordsmen suddenly quieted down, but they all looked at Qiansha Moxie in a hurry.

Mo Duxuan and the others were surprised, "Qiansha Mo Evil, he actually condensed the sword soul!" ”

"How old is he, he will condense the sword soul before he is 30! Not even the realm of chaos has yet arrived! ”

"This son's soul power is also terrifying!"

Today's emperors were shocked one after another, but Qiansha Moxie has always had the reputation of martial arts geniuses, but after a while, they also accepted it, but Zuo Wei's chances of victory have been infinitely reduced to the lowest by them.

Blade Soul. But it's terrifying.

"One Sword Heavenly Soul!" After the cold knife in Qiansha Moxie's hand was injected with the sword soul, he had a sense of extraordinary spiritual intelligence, and a huge soul body shot out of the knife, like a skeleton warrior who had fought on the battlefield in his previous life, with a belly full of war intent and resentment, trying to tear Zuo Wei apart!

Bang. The entire space was locked by the soul's qi, and the terrifying soul roared with a black ghost wind with a sharp knife in his hand, slashing down!

Zuo Wei clenched the black sword in his hand, his eyes were bright, he held the sword with both hands, and took a step forward!

Knort !!!!! ~~~~~, overflowing, off-the-field, young swordsman. The swordsman couldn't help but retreat, and sat down cross-legged to adjust his internal breath.

"Sword Soul !!"

"Mom, Sword Soul !!!!"

"I'm rubbing! This young master of the Zuo family is only 20 years old! ”

"It's more demonic than Qiansha Moxie!"

The emperors almost slipped off their chairs, and the younger generation, except for the disciples of the Zuo family, who were ecstatic, most of the others were constipated.

You're a genius...... Why bother at such a young age, such a genius, let them have a little room to comfort themselves!! How embarrassing is it~~~~~.

The referee smiled. Ha Luha, the young master of his left family is mighty!

"Good. Then it depends on which of the two of us is stronger! Qiansha Mo smiled greatly, his hair was flying, his tall body was like a top samurai in the world, the cold sword in his hand was like a tiger, and the fierce sword was like a broken water mirror moonlight, beautiful and dangerous!

Zuo Wei greeted him with a smile. The sword shines, as they predicted, this is almost the pinnacle battle of young swordsmen and swordsmen!

The speed of the two skyrocketed, and even the afterimage was not noticed. Except for Nalan Allure and the others, the general geniuses and even Hai Tianxi and the others had gloomy faces, because they couldn't see the speed of the two at all.

Mantu Maomao had a bitter face, "But my sister has to be so fast", the ancient reckless desolate body still has an obvious fatal shortcoming, that is, the speed is very poor.

Takiling Yan smiled, compared to her, her precious granddaughter seemed to have no weaknesses......

The swordsman actually has a very poor defense, but Zuo Wei is different, her physique and bloodline are destined to make her swordsman path wider than others.

The referee added another layer to the barrier, there was no way, the strength of the two had risen to the sixth star of the Chaos Primary.

"Horror, this is still the strength that a king should have?!!!"

"Perverted, it's speechless!"

There are many old gods of the emperors of the Zuo family, hum, Zuo Wei fought with Zuo Baiyang before, her combat power is comparable to that of the Chaos Emperor, although the most reluctantly relied on the terrifying demon beast group, but now, it is not the end of Zuo Wei's strength.

Zuo Wei fought vigorously, and Qiansha Moxie was also full of fighting spirit, and the fighting spirit of the two was soaring, and the people outside the field were full of passion.

However, Qiansha Mo was more and more surprised, because he found that from beginning to end, Zuo Wei used very little energy, far from reaching the level of a king, and he felt a chill in his heart, this woman was so terrifying!

It can't be delayed any longer, she didn't use all her strength at all! , Qiansha Mo pursed his lips, and suddenly his body slid out of a distance of more than ten meters, and his terrifying momentum rose to the top, although he had not yet reached the half-step king, but he was only a point away from that step, and this momentum was naturally terrifying.

"The Sorrow of the Sword!!" From the palm of Qiansha Moxie's hand, the blood red qi spread, making Zuo only raise his eyebrows.

The realm of sorrow, legend has it that it is one of the wonderful realms among cultivators, and it is one of the artistic conceptions that are extremely difficult to comprehend by condensing sadness and evil qi to form a terrifying artistic conception that can affect people's moods, and it is a little higher than Zuo Wei's artistic conception of killing.

The black and red swords covered the entire competition space, as if they were shrouded in a miserable realm that was difficult to break free.

"Zuo Wei, I'm finally going to lose......" the viewers thought in their hearts.

The emperors of the Zuo family can't sit still, Zuo is only strong and strong, but this sad realm is one of the wonderful artistic conceptions of ignoring cultivation, if the state of mind and soul are not enough, losing is inevitable......

"That's it, streamer ......" a gentle sentence, floating out of the blood-red artistic conception, I saw that in an instant, the corner of Qiansha Moxie's mouth overflowed with blood, and the cold knife was inserted into the ground, supporting the cold knife with one hand, and covering his heart with the other.

Everyone was stunned, and Qiansha Moxie seemed to have a premonition, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said lightly, "I was wrong, the soul and artistic conception of the soul sword master are not comparable to ordinary monks."

The artistic conception collapsed, and Zuo Wei walked out of it.

There is not a trace of dust on the body.

Zuo Wei smiled faintly, "You are the most powerful swordsman I have ever seen."

Qiansha Moxie shook his head, turned around and walked off the stage, and suddenly, turned his head and said to Zuo Wei, "If you don't use half of your strength, I think you will be qualified to challenge her in the future."

Ignoring Zuo Wei's reaction, he walked back to his seat.

"She?" After Zuo Wei returned to his seat, he still had a trace of doubt.

Zuo Dao shook his head, "Qiansha Fuxue, Situ Jingxuan, and Tangtai Jingzang are the most terrifying geniuses born in this era, who is strong and who is weak is not clear, and the age is also under 30, but that strength ...... I'm afraid even you will be stressed."

Zuo Wei nodded, she can be compared with Situ Jingxuan, how can she be an ordinary person, she is indeed very stressed.

Zuo Daoheng sighed in his heart, in fact, there is another woman, who is even more dangerous to their Zuo family, that is Dugu Yiren, a swordsman like a demon.

"By the way, how much strength did you use before?"

"It should be half of it" The energy is indeed only used so much, but other things such as the sword of the heart are not counted......

Zuo Dao choked his wrists, touched his chin, and thought in his heart, "In this way, Zuo Wei may not be the opponent of those people in the future...... It's just that he's the youngest and doesn't have enough time......"

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The next battle is very exciting, because the candidates for the competition are all in the first level, as if the protagonist is them, and Nalan Allure has that mysterious battle, no one dares to touch her eyebrows, and Jimo Qingyuan and Yan Cangming have not been challenged at all.

Lu Shaoyou challenged Shangxuan Guyue, but was defeated by ten moves, and at the end, Shangxuan Guyue left a cold sentence, "You think you are an ancient barbarian?!! Dare to provoke me! ”

Indeed, the battle of Shangxuan Guyue made everyone despise him a lot, but now, Shangxuan Guyue gave these people a slap in the face, they are not ancient reckless desolate!

Lu Shaoyou's strength is much the same as Lin Shen, Lin Shen, who lost to Nalan Allure, intended to wash away his shame, and then set his eyes on Shui Yun Haoyu, and as a result, he was completely defeated!

Next, it seemed that they were all with a breath of air, and the people of the first class challenged back and forth, even Jimo Qingyuan and Yan Cangming were also named.

The result was shocking, Lin Cheng couldn't even take Jimo Qingyuan's move, and he spun Gu Yue and was pierced through both wrists by Yan Cangming's sword.

"I got the sword, it's already faster than you get the sonic attack, how can you be my opponent!" With just a few words, Shangxuan Guyue's face turned pale, and Nalan Allure and the others couldn't help but shrink in their hearts.

Zuo Wei held his forehead, faint to the point that "what a powerful swordsman" was powerful, but it was not obvious, this is the real frightening swordsman.

Yan Cangming did not step down, but stood on the stage, turned his head and glanced at Zhi Mo Wen, who smiled bitterly and shook his head, "You have a sword, it's not something I can predict, you know better than anyone else in your heart."

Yan Cangming was noncommittal, looking at Nalan Allure, Nalan Allure smiled and jumped on the stage, "I'm not your opponent, but I'm willing to see how big the gap between you and me is."

Yan Cangming smiled lightly, he was arrogant, and even most of the younger generation here couldn't get into his eyes, but this Nalan Allure, who was a few years younger than him, was the same kind of person as him.

"Then it depends on how much strength you can force me out."

Nalan smiled and the air suddenly froze, "Space blockade!" ”

"Spatial ripple mystery!"

A sword! Penetrate!

Suddenly, Nalan Allure flashed and disappeared into the space interlayer, and in the next second, the entire space was shattered and distorted, and the path was so hideous that the space dimensional blade cut!

"Nice attack!" Yan Cangming said lightly, the tip of the sword was a little, "Starlight!" (To be continued.) )