In this round of competition, Luochen faced Su Ao, and everyone in the audience was very concerned about the duel between the two core disciples of Lingyun Sect. Lingyun Sect has the longest inheritance in Xiling, and the selection of disciples is very cruel, and those who can become core disciples are even more selected in ten thousand, although the southern mountains are all personally selected by Ge Ting, and there is no need to select, but there are only a dozen people who can be selected by him, and there are a few generals.

The two looked at each other and flashed their swords in unison.

"The sword is two feet long and more than seven, the whole body is red, the handle contains beads, its name is red, and it is a medium-level spiritual weapon. ”

Luochen took out a sword, this sword was red, with the intention of killing.

"The sword is more than three feet long, and the burning forging lasted three years, and the handle body is mixed into one gas, and its name is a demon song, a medium-level spiritual weapon. ”

Su Ao also took out a sword, the whole body was slender and silvery, more like a women's sword.

"Xuanhong, Demon Song, if these two swords collide, I don't know what kind of spark it is, I'm looking forward to it. ”

Meng Jun clenched two small fists in front of his chest and looked at the two people on the stage very excitedly.

Tian Qi Ke had never seen the two of them matching swords, and it looked really good at this time, "Mengjun, what kind of sword cultivation, painting cultivation, and double cultivation did you say they cultivated, then what did our Lingyun Sect cultivate?"

Meng Jun looked at Tian Qi a little curious, "You cultivate Lingyun Qi Scroll, don't you know what our Lingyun Sect cultivates?"

"What?"

Since obtaining the Demon Devouring Heart Sutra, he had long since stopped cultivating the Lingyun Qi Scroll, and at this time, in the face of Mengjun's rhetorical question, Tian Qi couldn't help but feel sighing.

"Lingyun is from the sky, proving that my body is supreme, the Tao is natural, and the cultivation is natural. ”

Mengjun recited a paragraph, and Tianqi thought about the meaning.

"To put it simply, it's to cultivate fists. ”

"You only cultivate your fists, what the Lingyun Sect cultivates is yourself, and what you take outside your body is fate. Therefore, as long as we Lingyun Sect monks are strong ourselves, as long as we can handle it, we can be happy. ”

Tianqi touched his chin, thought about it carefully, and felt that Mengjun said that Lingyun Lianqi Roll was so powerful, he had picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelons.

"There was a fight. ”

Mengjun cheered, and Tianqi looked up.

Seeing the sword light on the stage, you come and go. The speed of the Xuanhong sword blade was terrifying, and the place where it was cut was like cutting papyrus, and it was damaged when touched. And the demon song turned out to be a soft sword, wrapped around the crimson to soften the force.

The two sides fought from the second floor to the first floor, and then jumped from the first floor and landed on the second floor, swishing swords piercing the air, and after a while, the two retreated on the handrails of the aisles on both sides.

"Suo, let's win or lose with one move. Xuanhong just told me that your demon song entanglement made it very unhappy. ”

"Haha, it's a coincidence, the demon song doesn't like Xuanhong's anger, let's win or lose with one move. ”

The two rushed towards each other, and in the face of Luochen's blow, Su Ao's hand shook lightly, and the demon song coiled along the body of the Xuanhong sword, and the dust shouted at this time, and Xuanhong stabbed straight into the circle of the demon song, the two swords were entangled, and sparks flew everywhere.

The red mangs were biased, and a trace of black hair fell.

Su Ao put away the demon song that fell at his feet, "Brother Luochen, it's amazing, if I want to catch up with you, I still have a lot of work to do." ”

Luochen also collected the red red, "Brother Suao, I agreed." ”

"Winner, falling dust, in the next competition, Lu Nan will beg for the sky. ”

This competition ended, and Tianqi was still immersed in the final blow of the two of them, "It's amazing, it's so exciting,"

"It's your turn, get on it. ”

Mengjun pushed Tianqi to the stage.

"Brother Heavenly Beggar. ”

Lu Nan begged for the sky.

"Brother Lu Nan. ”

The Heavenly Beggar also shook him, and then drew the Frost Sword.

"Sword Chief... One two three four. ”

They planned to report the sword body first, but they didn't count it, and they were measuring inch by inch with their fingers at this time.

Lu Nan smiled, "Brother Tianqi, let's talk about it, the sword is more than three feet long, it is made of ten thousand extreme icebergs, the cold is raging, its name is frost, and it is a medium-level spiritual weapon." ”

Tianqi was a little embarrassed, but this was originally his sword, and it was nothing to be able to tell the story.

"Old man Lu, it's not too much for me to take two swords. ”

Lu Ci'an was named by Tianqi at this time, and said in silence: "Sword cultivation is the sword, and I don't have any intention of saying much." ”

"That's good. Tianqi took out the dust slashing sword again at this time, and smiled at Lu Nan, "Come, tell me what kind of sword this is." ”

Lu Nan didn't expect that Tianqi actually had one, and he felt a faint resentment from this sword, what kind of sword is this.

"Brother Tianqi laughed, this is your sword, how do I know. ”

"What his sword, this is my sword. ”

Fang Nianjun below, seeing that Tianqi actually took out the dust-cutting sword, he suddenly got angry, and used his sword to compete with others, originally thinking of taking it to Xunlong to participate in the competition, so as to win the game, which Cheng wanted to be intercepted by Tianqi in the middle, and was also used by him to compete at this time.

In the corner, the drinking neighbor smiled at the corner of his mouth, "This kid, hey." ”

Lu Ci'an on the third floor also smiled slightly, "What an unrestrained boy, Fang Xuanyue's sword, you dare to grab it." ”

At this time, Fu Fang, who was hiding in the crowd, suddenly showed his head, looked excitedly at the dust cutting sword in Tianqi's hand, and walked forward step by step.

"Brother Tian, I know this sword. ”

Tian Qi followed the sound and looked at it, isn't this the one who hides from himself and seems to be missing, and the neighbor also said that this person has a lot of thieves in his heart, and it is better to stay away.

"Then tell me about it. ”

Tianqi is not too much, and he is not sure that he can beat Lu Nan, but it is not bad to relax his defense.

"The dust slashing sword, the sword body is four feet, the forging is unknown, the year is unknown. ”

"It's unknown, you're still talking. ”

"Brother Tian, don't worry, listen to me again. ”

"Okay, you say. ”

"The dust cutting sword was originally the sword of the palace master, and now it is given to Fang Nianjun, it is a high-level spiritual weapon, the sword body is angry, it seems to be caused by the palace master for too long, and its original name is called Hidden Dragon, it is rumored that there is a sword with it as a son and mother, called Crouching Tiger, it seems to be in the ......"

"Fu Fang, don't bother the competition, and the origin of this sword, it's not your turn to talk more. ”

Lu Ci'an interrupted Fu Fang's words, and Fu Fang instantly shrank his head, not daring to say more.

Tianqi also listened to it half-understood, looking at this dust-cutting sword, looking at the attitude of Ci'an, this sword has a great origin, or a high-level spiritual weapon, keep it yourself will not provoke hatred.

"Brother Tianqi, can you start? ”

Lu Nan was a little anxious to wait, this is half a pillar of incense, you still can't fight.

"No hurry, no hurry, you haven't introduced your sword yet. ”

The heavenly beggar smiled at him, a sword in one hand.

"The sword is nameless. ”

Lu Nan really couldn't bear it, so he immediately set off and rushed towards the sky.

"It's so unruled, I haven't said it yet, you just play, hey, Mr. Lu, is this a foul, is he disqualified. ”

Tian Qi scurried around with two swords, and his mouth was still shouting loudly.

This time, even Lu Ci'an didn't respond to him.

And the people who watched were mocking this beggar on this day, saying that he was chased like a monkey, just holding two good swords, but like chicken ribs, only being chased and beaten.