Feng Chen was pondering, ignoring the outside world. No matter what Tianxin says, it doesn't matter if it's dusty. He angrily stomped his foot on the dust, then gasped and walked out.

"Ah, what are you stepping on me for?" Looking at the suffocating heaven, the wind and the chronology were incomprehensible. Feng Chen looked at Zhong Ayang and found that several people had gone up to challenge Zhao Jun, a soldier in Dazhong. "Has the challenge begun?"

"Brother Zhao, please don't show mercy!" A long-haired man held a long sword and bowed his hand to Zhao Da, who was standing in the middle.

Fengchen looked at Nangong's sword, and concluded in his heart: "Warriors, the strength is nine rows early."

Zhao Da clenched his fists, did not speak, and did not draw his weapon. He saw the contempt in Zhao Da's eyes. A cold yawn flashed in Nangong's sword eyes. He didn't speak, he didn't raise his sword, and rushed towards Zhao Jun.

When Zhao Jun saw a sword coming out of Nangong, he didn't want to dodge it. In Zhao Xiaojun's eyes, the children of these famous families were always moths who only knew how to eat, drink, and play, but they experienced all kinds of life-and-death battles and battles on the battlefield, and they didn't care about moths, so Zhao Xiaojun didn't take this challenge seriously.

Soon, the sword on Nangong's sword came to Zhao Jun's side, Zhao Jun. Did you avoid it? Gang snatched the sword from one of Nangong's swordsmen empty-handed.

When Zhao Jun saw that he wanted to hold the sword in his hand, he sneered. When Zhao Jun thought that he had mastered Nangong's sword, Nangong's sword immediately withdrew the sword in his hand. At the same time, Nangong's sword quickly crouched down, and a sweeping leg swept violently towards Zhao Jun's lower body.

Zhao Jun was also shocked to see this situation. He quickly rolled over and jumped backwards. However, he couldn't imagine that this was a feint by Nangong Sword. Nangong's sword should have been swept to the ground quickly. He stepped back with his left foot and stabbed Zhao Jun with the Nangong sword.

Zhao Jun's afterglow also saw that the sword he used in Nangong just now was fake. With a low roar, Zhao Jun quickly rushed towards one of the figures. His speed was not slower than Nangong's sword, on the contrary. , Zhao Jun's speed was a little faster. Nangong's sword immediately recognized Zhao Jun's true location and did not panic. Watching Zhao Jun rush in, he was still calm.

In "The Phantom of Nangong Sword", the phantom closest to Zhao Jun suddenly raised his sword and stabbed Zhao Jun into the eye, which was obviously controlled by Nangong Sword. Although the ghost was fake, Zhao Jun subconsciously closed his eyes at this time. , Nangong Baojian should have taken this opportunity to dodge the attack of the Zhao army, but he did not do so. Instead, Zhao Jun was stabbed by his sword.

Zhao Jun, who closed his eyes, also realized the danger, and instinctively directed the Southern Palace Sword to exert a powerful force, and the power of the green spiritual realm quickly hit the Southern Palace Sword, closing his eyes Zhao Jun opened his eyes and saw that Gong Jian was vomiting blood in the corner of the south.

I thought that I had won the competition by flying a sword from Nangong in a short period of time, but I didn't expect Zhao Jun to be suddenly taken aback, it turned out that the sword from Nangong was stuck in his chest.

Zhao Jun was shocked by his shock. He realized that he had lost this opportunity. If the Sword of Nangong reached the power of the Green Spirit Realm, Zhao Jun believed that he would die under the Sword of Nangong.

"Hehe, I can't think of it, I really can't think of it, whether it's mastering the moves or being calm in battle, Nangong's sword is very good. "I believe that as long as it is carefully carved, I smiled.

The invincible Feng was also pleased to see that sentence: "Yes, Emperor, as long as the minister takes him to the battlefield for a few minutes, this Nangong sword will become another great general of the Tianfeng Empire." ”

At this time, Zhao Jun slowly took off the sword inserted in front of the big and walked towards Nangong Sword, he solemnly handed it back to Nangong Sword with both hands, at this time, Zhao Jun opened his mouth and said to the wind on the typhoon. "Will be big, let me lose this time, I despise the enemy." ”

After the invincible wind was accepted by Tianlong Hai, he shouted: "If the sword challenge from Nangong is successful, you will be able to get the fruit of your dreams." ”

Hearing the news of the success of the Nangong Sword Challenge, the Nangong family was very excited. They all knew that the Dream Fruit had the ability to improve and cultivate the realm, and it had the same effect on people in different realms. In the future, the Nangong family may have a strong person, which is the greatest joy of the family.

When Zhao Jun was challenged by the Sword of Nangong, although he did not insist on an incense pillar, the people of the other families did not say anything, and they also acquiesced in the power of the Sword of Nangong. Under the disparity in strength between the two countries, a sword in Nangong could tear through the clothes of General Zhao Jun with a sword, causing Zhao Jun to be almost injured in the blue sky of the spiritual realm, and finally almost died in the death of Zhao Jun.

Only Nangong's ninth-level sword is really good. And the sword at the last minute. Many people knew that without the protection of the Great Armor, Zhao Jun might have died under Nangong's sword, and Nangong's sword was only seriously injured.

Judging from this battle, if the strength of the two sides is equal, then Zhao Jun will not be the opponent of Nangong Sword.

"Never despise an enemy, even if it is weaker than you. "If you don't take your enemies seriously, the last person to die will be yourself. Do all three of you understand?, Wind spoke in a slow, serious tone.

After that, Feng Chen glanced at Feng Chen, only to see Feng Chen bowing his head and pondering. Wind Chime is a novice magician who can break rockeries in the air. These longitudinal sounds of the wind have been heard, so the longitudinal sound of the wind looks at this grandson who has been neglected in the family from a new perspective.

"Understand Grandpa......" Feng Ming nodded to Feng Aodu, Feng Chen was still meditating, as if he hadn't heard the words of Feng Indulgence. Feng Ming looked at Feng Aodu and looked at Feng Chen one by one. Feng indulged and saw that Feng Chen did not answer. There was a nurturing expression on his face, but he still didn't say anything about Feng Chen.

At this time, there was a strong Xin'a disciple in the Nangong family. They were not just nine disciples, but several nine disciples. Nangong Yijian successfully challenged with the strength of the beginning of the ninth stage. This seemed to be a signal, and soon disciples from other families came to the stage to challenge.

Zhao Jun just fought with a sword in Nangong, and then put his sword away.

"It's been so long, and the children of your five families should also come out with a few people. Tianlonghai, sitting on a high platform, opened his mouth and smiled softly.

Zhao Jun was also looking at the young apprentices of the five families. After Nangong was stabbed to death by a sword, the other disciples who came to challenge were too weak. Zhao Jun was also frustrated. When he despised the enemy, he lost a sword in Nangong, but when he became serious, he became a scumbag with no combat experience.

"Haha, if your four families still don't come up, I'll come to the Shui family first. After a moment of silence in the barracks, the leader of the Water Tribes suddenly spoke.

So, the elder of the aquarium said to the girl next to him, "Fairy, come back then." "Don't expose all your power.

"Hmm. Dressed in a blue skirt and light gauze, the elegant girl slowly walked out of the water house.

Everyone present looked at each other. Many of the little boys fainted. The beautiful face and graceful posture of the girl made them intoxicated.

Feng Chen also looked at it with everyone's eyes, and soon Feng Chen, like those male apprentices, couldn't help but faint. What made Feng Chen stare at it was not the girl's absolute face, but the girl's watery eyes, as if she would blend into them as soon as she saw it.