Gu Kurata laughed: "Haha, in fact, this parent has made great efforts, there must be brave people, and under the so-called reward, it is foreseeable that the sword art competition will be wonderful."

Situ Lao whispered for a long time, as if he was afraid that the disciples would not know the preciousness of Dan Yao, so he interjected at the right time and said, "It took him three years to collect all the spiritual materials After that, I and the old man who had been burning on this land for six months finally got the pill of three pills. Master takes out a pill and waits for you to treat it as a great gift......"

Hearing this, all the listeners shouted loudly.

"Chu Feng Dan, I've only heard of its name, but who would have thought that there was such a valuable wealth in my Purple Pond Jian, no wonder Elder Gu was so excited!

Obviously, neither the shocking Zhong Xuan Sword Spell nor the valuable Feng Dan Casting could be his son's harvest. These two treasures will give wings to the tiger and even become the first master of our younger generation in the field of swordsmanship.

From the stage.

Gu Changlong, who was crowded, had sparkling eyes and an irrepressible ecstasy on his face, obviously treating it as something in his pocket.

On Ye Han's side, a greedy look flashed, and then it was accompanied by a loud laugh: !"! Congratulations, brother "After today, the strength will increase dramatically No one in my swordsmanship field is my brother's opponent"

Gu Zanglong suppressed the excitement in his heart and nodded slightly.

You Han people, you choose to obey me, the wisest choice in your life. I've received the message. This time, my Jianzhong disciples broke through the middle of Ningdan, and there were eight more people. If you defeat them with strength, things won't go too well, but with me, you can rest assured that you'll have a place among the Seven Swords......"

Ye Han smiled, hurriedly bowed to his body, and said: "My brother's kindness to me has regained "In my lifetime, Ye Han is willing to do his best for my brother"

Gu Zanglong looked very satisfied, smiled and nodded.

Once the rules are in place, the rewards are reissued. The next Seven Swords competition attracted a lot of attention.

On the stage, as a referee, Sikong Shu loudly announced the official start of fencing.

Wheel warfare is undoubtedly the exception to competition on the platform. Only when we stand at the end of the battle can we win the sword of the first battle.

When Bi Jian first started, there was no one in the entire hall for a while, as the first person to become a master would be challenged round after round. Everyone wants to be the one who has the last voice.

You Han people, you go ......."

Gu Changlong saw that no one wanted to be the first, so he immediately ordered Ye Han to lead the way.

Ye Hang had just gotten Gu Changlong's promise and knew that the Seven Swords would have their own place. There was no trouble in his heart. When he heard these words and jumped on the podium, he didn't say much.

"Healthy"!

Ye Han's dog, Gu Xu, mixed in the crowd, waving and shouting when he saw the national flag. Then, Cao Kun and Agen's voices rose and fell one after another.

"Sword Qiye is cold!"

The first man was him. Eight years ago he won the sword, last place. Today he looks confident and can't wait to prove himself.

But as far as I know, there were no less than 100 core disciples in the Ningdan period, and Chengdu belonged to the early stage of Ningdan, and basically did not have the courage to take power. The remaining 30%, or about 30%, are the main participants in this war.

However, it is to be expected that the sword will not be too fierce until it is decided. Because once the Ancient Hidden Dragon appears, the person standing on it must obediently admit defeat.

After all, there is a difference in the realm of the "Ancient Tibetan Dragon Ningdan Later Revised Version", that is, who dies and who dies on the basis of who dies!

In the voice of the public, Ye Han's eyes showed his eyes, scanning the entire scene.

"I'm here you Han people, if you want to compete with me for the number of swords, you can go to war, but not to mention that I didn't tell you in advance, my you Han sword, the sword is as its name suggests, his employees never know what makes their hands, all want to come to power, it's better to weigh their ......"

At the moment when the Bijian announcement began, the seven swords in Jianzhong had been reduced to zero. Ye Han was the first to roll them up. He is now nominally a sword one, unless someone defeats him and takes the sword horns.

You Han people! You say, as if I'm afraid of you, let me try your Jin Jie without tears!

With a loud bang, a man jumped onto the sword platform and fell.

Ye Han's face was gloomy: "Ji has no tears, what gave you the courage to speak to me like this today!?"

Ji has no tears, no arrogance, no weakness.

Whether it is Gu Changlong's "arrogant and cold sword technique" or Ji Wuxian's "residual blood sword technique", they are all fierce and ferocious, and their techniques interpret yin damage to the extreme.

But the strength of these two men is equal, and the means of killing are not much different. For the past thirty rounds, both sides have had no choice but to fight each other. Only the Ji clan did not shed tears, relying on a strong swordsmanship spirit, and had a slight advantage.

And this so-called sense of superiority can only be felt by two people in battle, and for all the disciples in the audience, their situation is basically the same.

"Ji's name is worth living without tears!" It is said that this person is in Dongshan Jianyu, although he is not as strong as the Lenten sword back then, but at least he can rank among the top three, I didn't believe it before, but today, in fact, it is not empty.

"Cold leaves are dangerous!" The two have similar strength, and their understanding of swordsmanship is almost the same. The final decision is definitely their final grasp. Whoever hides a good hand wins.

In the middle of the courtroom, the teacher was not in his favor. He thought he could catch up with him, but he never thought that the first fight would be a long war. This is clearly not in line with his previous rhetoric.

The others were angry and ashamed! "Ji has no tears, this is almost the same as playing with you until now, this is a sword to send you back to the West to pick me up.

Ye Han blocked the sword shot from the opposite side. At the same time, he pinched his fingers and placed it on the back of the sword. He made a clear gesture to begin his sword spell.

"It's your sword!"

Ji didn't cry, she wasn't surprised, she also responded with a sword.

Li Kezhou can clearly see that the two swordsmanship "Pride Cold" and "Withered Blood" from the stage belong to Zhongxuanxia's swordsmanship, these two sets of swordsmanship, he knows, several swordsmen, sublimated the swordsmanship skills of the predecessors of swordsmanship.

From their attitudes, it was clear that they intended to fight each other in this kind of swordsmanship. As for victory or defeat, it naturally depends on their understanding of swordsmanship.

"A cold sword!"

"Blood and rain!"

Ye Han's sword rushed out of the white expanse, but the third runner on the opposite side didn't cry, the sword condensed, turned into a rain curtain, and swept for a while.

"Alas!"

With a burst of swordsmanship bursting through the sky, the sword's blood curtain and rain curtain were swept away, and swordsmanship was like a knife without tears.

"Impossible! Ye Han, you liar!"

At the moment of life and death, Ji held back his tears and shouted, and could only hold the sword in one place. She did her best to escape.

But Shiro practiced faster, and almost just as Ji was about to dodge with tears in her eyes, she had already crossed his chest. As soon as the blood was sprinkled, Ji jumped out of the sword platform in mid-air without crying.

"You Hansheng!"

The presiding judge, Uncle Kong, immediately opened his mouth to announce the result.

After getting off the stage, Mr. Ji's chest was blood-red, and there were no tears, he stood up fiercely with his sword, his face full of anger and reluctance: "I don't accept it" Ye Han, you bastard is joking. You must have used insidious means just now!

Only Ji Wuxian knew that at the moment when the two swords scolded each other, Ye Han, who had poor swordsmanship, suddenly rushed to three points and struck hard.

"Ji has no tears!" "Do you suspect my injustice?"

When the magistrate heard this, his face sank.

Ji Wutear's face changed slightly, and he arched his hand and said: . "Of course the disciple didn't mean that, just now, I felt the leaves cold, and the sword soul suddenly rose, I suspect that he took the pill to stop his temper, and I also asked the parents to check this person carefully......"

He saluted the high platform in the distance.

Ye Han smiled proudly: "Ji Wuxian, he is the king, he has lost the enemy" I'm not afraid to tell you, just now I have been hiding my strength, in order to give you a punch to drink at the end, so that you can wake up, but unexpectedly, even if you lose, you are still very stubborn."

"Ye Han, you're farting!" You definitely took "temper medicine". Otherwise, just now my sword condensed you, you were sifted, do you still have a chance to fart? Ji cried, no tears, and no anger.

"Lock up the wicked!"

Sikong Shu listened to his nasty words and immediately stopped him.

In the first battle, Ye Han won, but he was not angry at all, he arched his hand slightly and said to the podium: "Lord, because Ji is unwilling to fail without tears, he also slandered me for taking the killing medicine Wu Qidan, Wu Qidan can kill the enemy."

(End of chapter)