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I have to say that the sword qi network laid by Xu Haoyu has condensed his lifelong sword qi 'essence' Hua, although it can still accommodate the long sword to enter, but if you want to penetrate your arm, it is undoubtedly no different from looking for death.

After Cheng Jie slammed it on the ground, his entire right hand was already a blur of flesh and blood. Even the bones of the index finger and middle finger are vividly visible, which is very terrifying.

"Ah......" Cheng Jie endured the great pain, slowly knelt up, and wanted to grab the white 'colored' long sword beside him, but felt powerless. The pain in his right hand didn't allow him to grasp anything. But the sword qi he laid was about to dissipate, and when Xu Haoyu came out of it, he would undoubtedly fail in the face of himself.

Cheng Jie bit his lip and suddenly tore off the clothes on his body. only heard a loud sound, then pulled out a three-finger-wide strip of cloth, endured the severe pain, Cheng Jie put his bloody and blurred right hand on the hilt of the sword.

"Ah......h Cheng Jie's left hand was dancing rapidly, and the strip of cloth in Kazuchu was getting shorter and shorter, and he used it all to tie the long sword to his hand.

Seeing all this, Liu Yun frowned and stood up nervously. Among several proud disciples, Cheng Jie is undoubtedly the most loved, but looking at his painful expression now, Liu Yun's heart is pinched together, and he is unspeakably sad. In the competition, except for admitting defeat yourself, no one else is allowed to interfere. Liu Yun could only endure, watch, and wait......

Cheng Jie tied all the strips of cloth in his hands, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with one hand, and stood up. Looking at the gradually dissipating sword qi net, his feet accelerated again, and the white 'colored' long sword was raised high like the scythe of death. The blue 'colored' sword qi sizzled, constantly converging on the long sword, and at a certain moment, the long sword was like another sun, sizzling, and the sword qi on it was like boiling water, constantly tumbling!

Yikes!

Cheng Jie roared, the long sword slashed straight down, the blue 'color' sword qi suddenly came out, and the surrounding air suddenly became tyrannical. The dust on the ground flew to both sides in an instant, and the square suddenly became 'foggy' and blurry.

The sword qi around Xu Haoyu also dissipated suddenly, and the clothes on his body were blown even more whirring. The long sword in his hand instinctively swung forward, and at the same time, his body retreated violently!

Cheng Jie roared, the long sword slashed straight down, the blue 'color' sword qi suddenly came out, and the surrounding air suddenly became tyrannical. The dust on the ground flew to both sides in an instant, and the square suddenly became 'foggy' and blurry.

The sword qi around Xu Haoyu also dissipated suddenly, and the clothes on his body were blown even more whirring. The long sword in his hand instinctively swung forward, and at the same time, his body retreated violently!

However, Xu Haoyu was a step slower after all, the sword qi had already made the skin on his face quickly twist, and the power of the long sword he swung was much weaker. If it weren't for the speed, I'm afraid this sword would have made him in half.

But still, Cheng Jie's sword blade was still cut off in front of Xu Haoyu's 'chest' and fell heavily to the ground. The clothes in front of Xu Haoyu's 'chest' also snorted, split into two halves, and scattered and fell. A small streak of blood stretched from between the two 'breasts' to the navel. If you go one inch deeper, I'm afraid you will really have to open your stomach.

Cheng Jie's sword qi had already made Xu Haoyu keep retreating, until he was ten meters away, and he didn't stop, but he looked at his 'chest' with an embarrassed face. Cheng Jie was also uncomfortable, the pain in his right hand had made him feel as if his entire arm was numb, and bright red blood continued to leach out of the cloth, staining his right hand and the hilt of the sword red. But at this moment, he is not allowed to admit defeat!

"What a strong heart 'sex'!" Seeing Cheng Jiening die, Wang Yan couldn't help but exclaim. In the square, the figures of Xu Haoyu and Cheng Jie moved again.

Young man, don't admit defeat!

Xu Haoyu stared at Cheng Jie, who was enduring severe pain, fiercely stared at him, his feet shook, and his body moved violently. The long sword in his hand whirred, and before the person got close, he felt a murderous aura.

Ding Ding ......

The two swords collided in an instant, making a clanging sound. As the sword qi continued to fly and shoot, the figures of the two people continued to change in the square, and many people had to rely on the induction of the 'essence' divine power to observe everything in the square, which showed that the speed was far faster than the eyesight of ordinary people.

The Tiger Roaring Sword Sect has always been dominated by strength! Every sword slash implies a sense of domineering.

The Liuyun Sword Sect is known for its speed! Every move and style shows the chic 'color'.

Xu Haoyu's sword wants to 'force', every sword uses the true 'color' of the Tiger Roar Sword Sect, the power is huge, Cheng Jie, who has already been injured in his right hand, secretly complains, if he can hide, he can hide, and if he can't hide, he can only resist stubbornly, as he keeps moving, the ground has been dyed red, and the smell of blood slowly floats up and blends into the air.

Liu Yun, who was on the edge of the square, frowned, picking up the tea from time to time and putting it down again. From the shadow of the sword, he vaguely felt that Cheng Jie seemed to be getting more and more difficult. And Xiao Tianze smiled slowly, and when he was sipping tea, he didn't forget to glance at Liu Yun with a sad face.

Rumble......

In the blue 'colored' sword qi, there was a sudden bang, a loud noise, and the two figures suddenly separated, Xu Haoyu hurriedly withdrew from ** meter away, before he stabilized his body, but on his body, his face was embarrassed, and he put the long sword on the ground, panting heavily.

Cheng Jie, after the roar, turned into a ray of light, drew an arc in the air, and smashed into the audience, if the surrounding audience didn't take it in a hurry, maybe they would be scattered on the spot, and there would be no corpse!

"Okay!" Xiao Tian roared in a deep voice, put down the teacup heavily, and stood up. The water in the teacup, splashed on the table, slowly drained.

"Hurry, hurry......" Liu Yun also hurriedly stood up, and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to go and check on Cheng Jie's injuries. Between the eyebrows, the 'color' of melancholy is shown.

Soon, Cheng Jie was carried out. At this time, he had passed out, his face was covered in blood, and his right hand hung straight down, swaying from side to side with the steps of the person who lifted him.

Liu Yun sighed, gently waved his sleeves, and motioned to lift it down.

Uncle Cheng still looked calm and yelled into the square.

"In the second game of the competition, the Tiger Roar Sword Sect won!"

At this time, Hao Tiancheng slowly leaned back, frowning slightly, as if thinking about something.

"Brother Song, it seems that this competition is extraordinary. In the audience, Fang Yuetian of the Fang family held her chin and said to the middle-aged man next to her.

"Yes, it seems that the world doesn't belong to us anymore, haha......" This person is Song Mian of the Song family, Song Mian laughed, obviously the competition just now has made him a little embarrassed.

"Hey, I said. Zhou Ji'an, who was next to him, also came over and said lightly. "Aren't there still three more games? Maybe the later ones will be more 'fine'. ”

"Hehe, Fat Zhou, I didn't expect you to like it too. Fang Yuetian smiled indifferently and said jokingly. Zhou Ji'an is called Zhou Fat, not to ridicule him, and his figure, although it is worse than Xu Haoyu, has to say that he is indeed very fat.

"Huh...... Father?" On the pavilion, Zhou Tian, who was waiting for the next competition, suddenly exclaimed, and at this time, his eyes were staying on Zhou Ji'an outside the square.

"Sunday, where is your father?" Wang Xin on the side asked in a hurry,

"There, you see. Zhou Tian pointed in the direction of Zhou Ji'an and said excitedly.

"Well, I saw that. Wang Xin smiled sweetly and said, but his eyes suddenly became dull. He said in a deep voice, "Ouyang Mu is also there." ”

"Ouyang Mu?" Qin Xiao shouted, hurriedly leaning back, so that no one could find him. "Oops, wait a minute, the boss will definitely be found by him. ”

"What then?" Zhou Tian said with a frown. Ouyang Huo who appeared in the academy, Ouyang Feihong, who pretended to be an unknown master in the desert, now met Ouyang Mu again. Thinking about it, Zhou Tian was worried.

"Uncle Fang is also there. Wang Xin suddenly shouted softly, pointing at Fang Yuetian.

"Nameless master?" Qin Xiao was shocked when he saw Fang Yuetian for the first time. Isn't that the nameless master of the nameless blacksmith shop outside the academy? his own wind and snow sword is still made by him, 'touching' and 'touching' the space ring on his hand, as if everything happened yesterday. At this time, Wang Xin called Uncle Fang, it seems that this nameless master is not nameless, this name seems to be big.

"Wang Xin, who is the nameless master?" Qin Xiao asked softly with a blank expression.

"Oh, that's from the four great families of the Empire, hehe. Wang Xin looked excited and said briskly.

"The four families, then why call them nameless?" Qin Xiao muttered, as if asking Wang Xin, and as if he was talking to himself.

"Ah...... Uncle Hao is also here?" Ignoring Qin Xiao, who had a suspicious and 'confused' face, Wang Xin exclaimed in surprise. Didn't you see Hao Tiancheng in thought at this time?

"Uncle Hao, is it ......" Following the direction of Wang Xin's finger, Zhou Tian also saw it, and asked with panic in his eyes.

"The third competition, start!" At this time, Uncle Cheng shouted out again, and the square instantly quieted down, it seems that the first two competitions have deeply attracted everyone!

......

"In the third competition, the Tiger Roar Sword Sect won!"

"In the fourth competition, the Liuyun Sword Sect won!"

......

"The fifth contest, begin!"

"Yinqi, it's your turn, be careful. Xiao Tian took a deep look at Xiao Yinqi next to him, sighed, and said. At this time, Xiao Tian seemed to be a few years older, and he didn't know if he was right or wrong when he came this time!

"Sect Master, let me go. A third-level sword saint next to Liu Yun pleaded. He even looked at Wang Yan with a calm face with disdain, and 'touched' his toes to know that a fourth-level sword master would not be able to defeat a sword saint no matter what, let alone a third-level sword saint.

"Breaking the sky, this time ......" Liu Yun frowned, and for a while, it was difficult to decide. The man's name is Shi Potian, he has just broken through to the third level of the Sword Saint, he is talented and intelligent, not to mention, he can break through to the third level of the Sword Saint at the age of twenty-six, and he is undoubtedly a genius among geniuses. But this last competition has such a great influence that Liu Yun can't be emotional.

"Teacher, let me go. Wang Yan on the side looked at the background of Xiao Yinqi, who was walking towards the square, and said indifferently.