At the beginning of the ring battle, the first opponent of Feng Entourage was a female disciple, with a round face, willow eyebrows, and a small person, who looked a little cute. This female disciple's name is Dong Ping, a sixth-layer cultivator from the innate realm, and she has been in the Burial Sword Sect for two years.

As soon as she saw the wind accompanying her, she was in a trance, she was so unlucky that she met this guy? The wind accompanied by a sword at will, and it was extremely fast.

"Chop the wind, go to the ......"

Dong Ping was taken aback, she didn't expect that when she first got into the ring, Feng Entourage didn't give any face, and immediately shot at her, without any grace at all.

In a panic, Dong Ping stabbed out with a sword, but the sword accompanying the wind was too fast, and when it was empty, the sword qi broke through her protective cover, and the clothes on her right shoulder were cut.

Referee, "No. 11, the wind follows the ......"

Dong Ping glared at Feng with annoyance, it's too bad, she hasn't done a sword salute yet, she is embarrassed, and she actually sneaked attack...... She jumped out of the ring, quite unconvinced.

In this competition, Dong Ping was a little careless, but who let her start the competition was so careless. Feng Entourage didn't know that Dong Ping was the young daughter of a Ning Zhen Realm elder in the sect, and she didn't usually have much experience in fighting.

After more than an hour, the second game began, and the opponent accompanying the wind this time was an old disciple of Shangyang Peak, a congenital sixth-layer cultivator, and the wind accompanied the family into the artistic conception of Ercheng, and slashed the opponent out with a sword.

"What a fast sword, I lost. This old disciple was calm, he couldn't take a sword, and he quickly admitted defeat.

In the third game, Feng accompanied the empty lottery, and with his performance in the first two games and his recent momentum, naturally no one had any objections.

In the fourth game, Li Yi came on the field and watched the wind very vigilantly.

"The strength of the junior brother is very good, I know that I am not an opponent, but when I come to the stage, I can't go on like this, how many tricks do I have to make?" After speaking, Li Yi's sword steps were staggered, leaving behind one afterimage, but he did not take the lead.

"The remnant spirit sword step, Senior Brother Li has refined it. A disciple who was familiar with Li Yi sighed, Li Yi was usually low-key, but his strength was not weak.

"Well, the remnant spirit sword is complete, it's so fast......" An old disciple was shocked.

'Remnant Spirit Sword Step', once completed, leaves nine afterimages, coupled with its speed, it is difficult for the same level to find its true body. In the body martial arts of the Burial Sword Sect, the fame is quite large, and the price of exchange is very high, and many core disciples can't afford to make that blood.

Feng Suixing looked at this old disciple, nodded slightly in his heart, the lower plate is very stable, but he does not panic when he encounters a strong enemy, if he doesn't meet himself, I'm afraid there is still hope for entering the top twenty.

Many old disciples of previous sessions, although their qualifications are average, and their exercises and martial arts are not the best, they have a very solid foundation.

Feng Suixing didn't want to waste time, besides, it was Liwei, so naturally he had to defeat these opponents as soon as possible, "One sword will win or lose." ”

When Li Yi heard this, he was slightly displeased, but he was even more vigilant in his heart, daring to speak wildly, either ignorant or having absolute confidence in himself.

"Slash the wind, kill ......"

This time, Feng Entourage used nearly half a true element, a sword that was extremely fast, and it was not until the sword qi came to him that Li Yi reacted, but unfortunately, the powerful attack power slashed Li Yi away at once.

"How did he discover the true body of the 'Remnant Spirit Sword Step'?"

Li Yi flew out of the ring, his face was full of incredulity, the 'Remnant Spirit Sword Step' was the body technique of the Yellow Order, and in order to exchange for it, he almost went bankrupt. It's a pity, I originally thought that I could compete in the inner door, and I was a blockbuster, but I didn't expect to lose in one move.

'Click', the magic sword in his hand shattered piece by piece, Li Yi's shock turned into horror, if it wasn't for the wind accompanying him and his intention to kill him, I'm afraid he would have turned into a dead corpse.

"The wind follows, wins the ......"

Flying off the ring, Feng accompanied Ji Qingfeng, who saw Ji Qingfeng in the first ring, was fighting with an old disciple, and with only two swords, the old disciple was swept out of the ring.

"Wow, poof......" The old disciple vomited three mouthfuls of blood in a row, unexpectedly, Ji Qingfeng, who was weak in Wenwen, shot so ruthlessly, this guy is really not a good master.

Beikui also performed well, only using about ten moves to knock down an old disciple and obtain the top ten qualifications.

The top ten match was in full swing, and the opponent accompanying the wind was Han Han, and the two sides met together, and the atmosphere on the scene was immediately detonated.

"The two geniuses have met together, and now there is a good show to watch. ”

"Han Han and Feng are with them, they are both top talents, and if the two tigers fight, there will be an injury!"

"The strength of the wind entourage has always been praised to the gods, this time I can finally see it with my own eyes, I have to see if he has the strength to kill the king. ”

There are people who question it, and there are people who are schadenfreude, and Feng Suixing looked at Han Han indifferently, and he was not in a hurry to make a move.

Han Han, "The elders all say that I am not as good as you, and even our peak master also says, I can't take your three moves, hmph, ridiculous! I will let everyone know that I Han Han ...... is the first disciple of this inner door. ”

Feng Suixing suddenly understood a little, it seemed that Han Han had been hit a lot recently, he shook his head slightly and stretched out a finger.

"It's good that you have confidence, but it's a pity ......"

Han Han was slightly stunned, but then he was annoyed, "What do you mean? Do you want to defeat me with one move, and you are not afraid of the wind and flashing your tongue." ”

Feng Entourage decided Liwei, Han Han was undoubtedly his best object, and Feng Entourage didn't mind hitting him well. The lessons of Li Wenhai and Li Yili are vivid, if these children of the family don't convince them once, who knows what will happen?

The sword in the hand of the wind entourage was raised, "Don't talk nonsense......!

As soon as the momentum changed, Xiaocheng's artistic conception of the wind, coupled with the integration of Ercheng's potential, the whole person changed, and Han Han was locked at once.

Han Han felt like he was being targeted by a fierce beast, and he was shocked, the long sword roared lightly, and the true yuan frantically poured in, and the 'Golden Light Shield' secret technique was cast at the same time to protect it.

With a kick of the wind's foot, the person suddenly disappeared, and the void artistic conception was integrated into the body, Han Han's face changed greatly, and when he was about to take out the sword, the wind disappeared in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, Han Han's back was cold, could it be that he appeared behind him? He was also decisive, the long sword flickered, appeared behind him, constantly spun, and at the same time, his body was fast to the limit, and he shot out like a cannonball.

Under the ring, the disciples watching the battle let out a burst of exclamations, and Han Han didn't know why. Originally, the sword qi that was stabbed on his back disappeared, and his sword also fell short.

I saw that the wind accompanied him like a ghost, and it had already stuck to him and appeared on Han Han's left side. Wu Mingjian struck out from an incredible angle, Han Han's hair stood on end, so weird, unheard of, so close to death.

Frightened, Han Han gave birth to great courage, and slapped the sword body accompanying the wind with his left hand without thinking, he was the supreme genius of the Burial Sword Sect, and he would never allow him to be defeated so lightly, even if he abolished this left hand.

But what he didn't expect was that the wind was only slightly surprised, and then disappeared again, Han Han secretly screamed that it was not good, how could he react, and the audience was amazed.

"Ah......h I saw that a cold light flashed, Han Han felt a chill in his eyebrows, he involuntarily reached out and wiped it, and saw the bright red blood stains on his left palm.

"How did he get to the front of him?"

"The wind follows, wins the ......," the referee said loudly.

The inner disciples who watched the battle broke out into applause, "The wind follows ......"

Someone said, "How is it possible? Han Han can't take a single move, it's terrible." ”

"Can you see his body technique clearly, is it a stealth technique?" The inner disciples who were watching the battle couldn't see the famous hall, and the scene became a little chaotic.

Lupin, "I Grass...... What kind of sword trick is this, Bai Dongshan, can you see the fame?"

Bai Dongshan frowned, "I can't see it, Han Han can't even catch a sword, and I can't catch it, it's too weird." ”

Han Han fell under the stage, his face was pale, but more of a fear, he was too inexplicably defeated, what kind of swordsmanship is this?

Between breaths, Han Han's face turned from blue to white, he didn't have a personal experience, he couldn't imagine how terrible the wind was, he didn't want to be an enemy of the wind entourage anymore.

Huo Qing, "Fuck, I have long known that this wind is not simple, but I didn't expect that it was so terrifying, that Ji Qingfeng wouldn't be a pervert, right? ”

Lu Ping, "We are arrogant, there is no shortage of geniuses in Gaoyang County, the names of people, the shadow of trees, it seems that the killing of Wang Chuan is real." Unexpectedly, we entered the Burial Sword Sect in the same year, and in just a few months, we have fallen behind so much. What the hell is going on? People disappear under their noses, is it really stealth art, there really is such a secret art in this world?"

Huo Qing, "Joke, bullshit's stealth technique, his speed is too terrifying, and in addition, the moves are also weird, so this illusion is generated, our realm is too low to see it." ”

In fact, the reason is very simple, masters compete with each other, the realm is not enough, the divine sense is not strong enough, the opponent cannot be locked, and life and death are only in an instant.