How can a rural villager possess a spiritual weapon? You must know that the value of a spiritual weapon is more than ten thousand gold.

"Why? I don't recognize it."

A mocking smile appeared on Qin Si's face.

"This, this dagger, is the dagger back then" was reminded by Qin Si like this, Wan Tianhao's lungs were about to explode in an instant, he remembered that this was the one that had been on his neck, and remembered the embarrassing scene of Qin Si kicking himself into the vegetable washing basin.

"Qin Si, you want to die, you have to die, I'll let you die!!" Wan Tianhao roared angrily.

"No, didn't you just let me live but not die, and now you want me to die, do you want me to live, or do you want me to die?"

Qin Si deliberately teased.

"I'll let you die, die, die" Wan Tianhao's spirit sword danced wildly.

"Then what you just said isn't a fart, the four heroes of Qingcheng are untrustworthy, tsk, it's really embarrassing. Between Qin Si's words, the meaning of ridicule was very strong, constantly stimulating Wan Tianhao's nerves.

"You give it to me, to die, to die. The spirit sword in Wan Tianhao's hand was swinging faster and faster, but it was all flipped by the dagger in Qin Si's hand and dissolved with skillful force.

"This dagger is beautiful. Jian Chengfeng suddenly opened his mouth and glanced at Liu Qianying.

"yes, it's beautiful. Liu Qianying also smiled and agreed, but there was no expression on the surface.

"I heard that Sister Ying once lost a spirit weapon dagger back then, can't it be this one? ”

When smart people speak, they are all up to the point, but unfortunately, this Murong Jue is definitely a reckless man, without any sense of proportion, and directly breaks the point.

"Hehe, Brother Jue laughed, the dagger was lost when he was playing with Brother Tianhao that day, is it this, I'm afraid I have to ask Brother Tianhao, after all, it's so far away, and my little sister can't remember it clearly. ”

Liu Qianying smiled delicately, snorted, threw the ball back, and asked Wan Tianhao, this kind of embarrassing thing, I'm afraid it will stimulate him to go crazy.

In the distance, the faces of the two teachers guarding the door also kept changing.

"Ouyang Lie, one is your favorite student, and the other is your nephew, whoever loses or wins doesn't seem to be very good. ”

"Hahahaha, you don't have to worry about Mr. Liu, whoever wins is a good thing for me" Ouyang Lie's face changed slightly, and he said with a smile.

"Oh, where does this begin?" said another.

"If Tianhao wins, it means that my nephew is better than the student I fancy and has a great future, how can I not be happy, if this Qin Si wins, it means that the talent is vertical and horizontal, and even Hao'er can't compare with it, which means that my Qingyan is now full of talents, isn't it about to be happy?"

"Hahahaha, Ouyang Lie, you have a clever mouth, so who do you think will win. ”

"Although it shouldn't be said like this, but naturally Hao'er has more faces, then Qin Si is just an eight-rank martial artist, although the pure strength is not much worse than the tenth grade, but if the ten-rank martial apprentice uses martial arts, these low-grade martial disciples will undoubtedly lose. ”

"Oh, yes, then we'll see, hahahaha. ”

The other teacher obviously did not have a good relationship with Ouyang Lie, there was a lot of sarcasm in his words, the competition in the ring had entered the white heat, Wan Tianhao continued to attack, a long sword painting filled the sky with sword shadows, the dagger in Qin Si's hand was cold and light, constantly moving and dodging, and the defense was even more leaky.

"Wan Tianhao, haven't you eaten, you don't have any strength. ”

"You see that you use such a big sword, my toothpick and dagger are enough to deal with you, you can't do it. ”

Qin Si kept sneering.

Wan Tianhao had just unloaded his strength, and was stimulated by Qin Siyi, and the sword rain became even more intensive.

"Die, die, give me death. ”

Wan Tianhao kept swinging his long sword and soon began to gasp for air.

"Wan Tianhao is going to lose. The sword in the audience looked at it for a while and spoke.

"It's impossible, there are eight-rank martial artists who defeat nine-rank martial artists, but those who defeat ten-rank martial artists never exist, and you and I know the horror of martial arts. "Murong Jue vetoed it, let alone an eighth-rank martial artist, even if it was a ninth-grade martial artist, it would never be possible to defeat a tenth-rank martial artist.

This is the closest existence to a martial artist, and he even has some of the power of a martial artist.

"If Qin Si also uses martial arts?" Jian Chengfeng glanced at Murong Jue, and there was still no expression in his words.

"How is it possible! The body of the eight-rank martial artist can't support the backlash of the martial arts at all, even if it is Wan Tianhao, I am afraid that he can only use it once in a short period of time. Murong Jue felt that Jian Chengfeng was simply making a big joke, and it was almost impossible for an eight-rank martial artist to use martial arts.

"Just look at it" Jian Chengfeng didn't bother to deal with Murong Jue anymore, but said lightly.

"If it goes on like this, Wan Tianhao is afraid that he won't have a chance to use martial arts anymore," Liu Qianying also spoke.

At this time, Wan Tianhao was already like a mad demon, constantly slashing horizontally and vertically, but the frequency was not as good as before, and he had obviously consumed too much physical strength, but he had lost his mind and didn't notice this change at all.

The joy on Qin Si's face became stronger, and he only waited for Wan Tianhao to lose his strength, that is, when he would kill with one blow.

"Idiot, if you don't use martial arts, you're going to lose"

In Wan Tianhao's mind, a familiar voice suddenly sounded, Wan Tianhao felt a chill in his heart, and glanced in the direction of the gatekeeper with some fear, and the sword shadow in his hand also stopped, and opened his distance from Qin Si.

"Ouyang Lie, you won't use the sound transmission to remind your nephew. Teacher Liu said with a smile.

"Hehe, Brother Liu said with a smile, how can I have such means that only spiritual-level powerhouses have. Ouyang Lie hurriedly waved his hand, but secretly cursed in his heart, how could he have such a stupid nephew who actually looked at him.

"Two years ago, you were already at the peak of martial arts, although the spirit level is difficult, but it seems that it is not difficult to step into the half-step spirit level in two years, and you have the ability to transmit sound into secrets. ”

"Hehe, no, no, I, Ouyang Lie, have dull qualifications, and I haven't yet comprehended such secret techniques. Ouyang Lie hurriedly denied it.

"Huh"

Teacher Liu didn't delve into it, but just showed a meaningful smile.

Qin Si saw Wan Tianhao retreating, and he was also disappointed in his heart, just a little, this Wan Tianhao would definitely consume too much strength, not enough to launch martial arts, or even lose his strength.

He has a good grasp of his rhythm, how could this kid suddenly come to his senses, Qin Si also wondered in his heart.

Could it be that someone is helping him? Qin Si had seen it from Yang Wanshan, but now he didn't have time to think too much, the long sword in Wan Tianhao's hand began to emit a fiery red light, and the spells in his hand kept changing, this starting style Qin Si had seen it, it was a harbinger of the martial art flame slash.

"I'm going to fight hard."

Qin Si took a deep breath, feeling the blazing temperature of the long sword in Wan Tianhao's hand, and directly extinguished the thought of using the dagger to connect hard, the tip of his right foot drew a semicircle on the ground, his left foot retreated, his fists clenched around his waist, and he continued to accumulate strength, and a milky white brilliance flowed between his hands.

From the left arm to the right arm, smooth and flickering, the muscles continued to tremble, the left arm slowed down, but the right arm trembled faster and faster, and the milky white brilliance became more and more abundant, obviously penetrating all the strength of the body on the right arm.

"Martial arts?"

"This Qin Si also knows martial arts"

"Oh my God, isn't he only an eight-rank martial artist, what kind of demon is this. ”

There was an uproar again, and even Murong Jue was stunned, it was really unheard of for an eight-rank martial artist to use martial arts.

"Eh, how do you know that he can use martial arts, and he is only an eight-rank martial artist. Murong Jue asked Jian Chengfeng with some surprise.

"Because I'm also a martial artist of the Eight Grades Society. ”

Jian Chengfeng glanced at Murong Jue and said coldly.

"I ......"

Murong Jue was speechless for an instant, this pervert, it seems that he will still provoke less in the future.

Qin Si's use of martial arts was also greatly unexpected by Wan Tianhao, but at this time, he was already ready to send it, and he had a spirit sword bonus, and his martial arts were an excellent martial art of the yellow level, and it was impossible to lose.

"Flame Slash!"

The spirit sword in Wan Tianhao's hand was blazing, and the flames that were churning out were two zhang long, and it slashed towards Qin Si fiercely, this sword was aimed at Qin Si's shoulder, even if you are not allowed to kill, I will abolish half of your body.

Wan Tianhao's eyes flashed a hint of ruthlessness.