The next day, the Yanshan Sword Gate was decided.

Stained with the light of the wind strings, Chaolu and Shumo also sat in a VIP seat, at this time there was actually half an hour before the start of the competition, but all the major factions had already arrived in advance, and as far as the eye could see, they saw that the black pressure was crowded, so it was not lively. And the disciples of the Sword Gate and the Sword Gate were separated in a phalanx, and the two sides were facing each other, and there was already a tense atmosphere before the war began......

At the top of the seat of the knife gate sat a person who was none other than the sect master Wei Chi Chop - the embroidered gold unicorn satin robe set off the young man's fair complexion and delicate facial features, the long ink-colored hair was tied to the top of his head with a crown of openwork blonde hair, and the center of his eyebrows was decorated with a crescent-shaped red jade forehead, although this brocade robe made him look as weak and delicate as a young man from a rich and noble family, but if he moved his eyes to the two-meter-long heavy dà knife not far away, he could not underestimate this child who was only thirteen years old at all.

He was not sitting upright like the heads of other sects, Wei Chi's words and deeds were extremely casual, only to see him bend one leg and rest on the arm of the Taishi chair, the whole person leaned lazily on the back of the chair, one hand supported the sharp chin and condescendingly scanned the competition venue, with a casual expression in his black and white eyes, and an arrogant and uninhibited smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the local tyrant Jin imp looked like a self-respecting drag, Chao Lu couldn't help but roll her eyes slightly, she had been practicing martial arts desperately for the past two years and stealing teachers everywhere to reach the seventh-layer realm, and the second ancestor Xiong child was already eight-layer at a young age, and she had to open her eyes to take a good look at the little ghost's ability, otherwise how could she be embarrassed......

Looking at the sword gate again, the person on the throne of the head of the house is also a guy who has no martial arts posture, his hair is tied with a white jade crown, he is wearing a fox fur, and his face is not amazing, with a graceful and leisurely smile, and he is a white-faced scholar who has no power to restrain the chicken.

Of course, Chaolu would not think that the Sword Sect Sect Master Meng Chuhan was really a harmless scholar, although she still didn't recognize all the divine weapons on the weapon spectrum compiled by Han Baixiao, but the sword hanging on the other party's waist knew at a glance that it was not ordinary, and from the cold light on the blue and black scabbard, it was speculated that the sword qi after the sheath was not to be underestimated.

Unbeknownst to her, just when Chao Lu was staring at Meng Chuhan intently and secretly estimating the opponent's force value, two undisguised lines of sight radiated from the Jianmen phalanx again, which made her heart tighten, and she turned her head to look at it suspiciously, and found that it was the buddy with the public face yesterday -, what did that person want to do? You shouldn't have taken a fancy to her, right? Hey, I can't blame her for being narcissistic, it's really because that buddy's eyes are too straightforward, and he's been even more unscrupulous since she saw through it last night......

couldn't stand this inner torment, Chaolu almost ran directly to the sword gate to find someone to question face-to-face, but fortunately, a passionate drum sound sounded in the martial arts arena in time to draw back her attention.

“…… Here we go. The beating of the drums continued, and Yu Fengxian said indifferently.

Before everyone could react, a figure burst out of the Sword Gate and the Sword Gate phalanx and landed in the martial arts arena.

Standing on the left side of the ring was Wei Chi Cho, who was carrying a big knife on his shoulder, and saw him wearing a golden brocade robe fluttering in the wind, and the knife was already imposing before it came out of the sheath; And Meng Chuhan, who was standing opposite Wei Chi Chop, still smiled, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and standing like a pine, although his appearance was ordinary and his body was thin, but his leisurely expression made people feel unfathomable......

Holding the hilt of the sword, Wei Chi took the heavy knife off his shoulder, and the tip of the scabbard smashed a deep hole in the ground, which showed how impressive the weight of the knife was.

As soon as the drum stopped, Wei Chi slashed his knife out of the sheath very quickly, and the same heavy scabbard was thrown aside, and the thin young man lowered his center of gravity and raised the giant blade to kill Meng Chuhan on the opposite side-"Qiang"!! The silver-white broadsword slammed into the blade in Meng Chuhan's hand, making a sharp crisp sound.

"Dragon Pattern Sword," looking at the competition in the field with cold eyes, Yu Fengxian lowered his voice and commented, "No wonder that Meng Chuhan is so fearless, it turns out that he has snatched the treasure of the town sect from the Heavenly Sword Sect." ”

After listening to Yu Fengxian's words, Chao Lu remembered in a trance that it was this dragon pattern sword that was used by the other party when he fought with Pei Ruoxuan of the Heavenly Sword Sect at the sword trial meeting two years ago......

"The big sword that Wei Chi slashed is called the Heavenly Death Riding Dragon, and it is the second most valuable sword in the weapon spectrum." Seeing Chaolu's eyes glaring incomprehensibly, Yu Fengxian explained in a timely manner.

Riding a dragon? This name is domineering, and it really fits the style of the local tyrant golden ghost! It's just that I really don't understand how the little kid who doesn't seem to have much pounds or two can carry that treasure knife that is definitely enough to crush a person by visual weight...... The sword is also a dragon, and the sword is also a dragon, and I don't know which one is more powerful in fighting? If she remembers correctly, Meng Chuhan's dragon pattern seems to be the third-ranked sword, right?

Perhaps seeing Chaolu's doubts, Yu Fengxian continued to say unhurriedly: "Since ancient times, the sword is king, and the sword is domineering, if you really want to compare, the sword has a slight upper hand," he deliberately paused when he said this, as if he was observing the battle situation in the ring, "It's just that Wei Chi's sword technique can be called the pinnacle of domineering, and the moves are deadly, and it will probably be very difficult to be his opponent......"

Chao Lu also vaguely saw this point, the level of internal strength of the two should be about the same, but Wei Chi's sword technique was as imposing as a mad beast, and he only attacked but could not defend, coupled with the unparalleled weight and attack power of the Heavenly Death Dragon Knife, he didn't even give the opponent the slightest respite, it was simply a lifeless way of injuring the enemy 10,000 and losing 8,000 himself!

Meng Chuhan, who was forced to retreat to the corner of the ring by the domineering knife technique, was shocked, he never thought that he had spent the boss's hard work to kill his old opponent Wei Chifei two months before the competition, and the little ghost who had to be used as a temporary stand-in to compete on the stage was so powerful, which was completely unexpected by him...... But the plan that has been painstakingly worked on for so long is about to be realized, even if the situation has shifted in an unexpected direction.

Meng Chuhan gritted his teeth, dodged and retreated to the war drum on the side of the ring, which was more than one person high, and took out a pill from the secret pouch in his sleeve and quickly stuffed it into his mouth - this is the elixir that Helian did not give up when he converted to the Shinrikyo that day, although it will damage the internal organs after taking it, the divine effect of multiplying the internal force several times in a short period of time is still enough to make people want to stop......

Soon, not only Wei Chi Chop, but even a few heads who sat a little closer saw the strange outbreak of true qi on Meng Chuhan's body, but no one would be nosy about this situation, people only cared about who was left after the sword and sword duomen killed each other, and which party needed to build a good relationship from now on.

Wei Chi Chop sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly withdrew the blade for a rare defensive state, but Meng Chuhan was faster, only to see him take out the sword and pick it off, and then his body quickly went around behind the other party, and the tip of the sword swept out a long hole on the shoulder after Yu Chi slashed, and the blood immediately gushed out and dyed the placket red!

Seeing that the little ghost was injured, Chaolu involuntarily grabbed the armrest of the chair, although she had been in the rivers and lakes for so long, she couldn't do anything to such a young child, especially the fatal wound of a merciless sword......

Meng Chuhan still wanted to take advantage of the victory to chase after the first blow, but Wei Chi was not a vegetarian, and before Meng Chuhan stabbed the second sword, he dragged his seriously injured body and jumped away from the spot, making Meng Chuhan pounce.

At this time, the battle situation was already clear, Wei Chi Chop didn't have much actual combat experience, and it was already great to be able to suppress Meng Chuhan to death at the beginning, and at this time, Meng Chuhan took the pill to enhance internal force to hit Yu Chi hard, and it was probably not so easy for the knife door to turn the tables.

But how could the arrogant Wei Chi Slash tolerate Meng Chuhan's bullying on his head, and after his heels hit the ground, he stood up straight with the hilt of the knife, not only did he not intend to admit defeat at all, but he sneered at Meng Chuhan with disdain in his demonstration-"Why, the dignified Sword Sect Master has exhausted his donkey skills so quickly?" ”

"Hmph, if you don't want to end up with your useless father, quickly admit defeat, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!" Meng Chuhan, who was already dissatisfied with the Daomen, was angered by Wei Chi's arrogant attitude, and now he didn't bother to hide the truth about his mastermind killing Yu Chifei, anyway, he still has the Shinrikyo as a backer behind him, and he wishes to destroy the Daomen in one fell swoop today!

"What did you say?!" Wei Chi was stunned for a moment, completely shocked by the thunderous words on the ground, and then a strong hatred spread out from the bottom of his heart.

He raised his hand and pointed at several acupoints on his chest to forcibly stop the bleeding from the sword wound on his back, and then slowly raised his head and stared at Meng Chuhan on the opposite side with a cold gaze, and said in a hoarse voice: "Since Sect Master Meng admitted it so readily, then I won't kill you under the Heavenly Death Dragon Sword today, I'm really sorry for my 'useless father' spirit in the sky......" After saying that, the big knife flicked, and the whole person hurried forward and attacked in the direction where Meng Chuhan was.

When the huge blade was swung rapidly, the air flow caused a gust of wind on the flat ground, and Wei Chi Cho, who knew that the enemy who killed his father was close in front of him, suddenly burst out with a sense of oppression, and even Meng Chuhan, who had opened the plug-in, flew away and retreated to more than ten meters away, and he couldn't take the risk until he saw what Yu Chi Cho was going to do.

It's just that he was as cautious as Meng Chuhan but made another mistake, he just landed on his toes and didn't stand firm before he felt a murderous aura rushing towards him, and he had to raise his sword to block in a hurry, but even if the dragon pattern was a peerless sword, he couldn't face the huge killing intent of the dragon under the rage like this......

Wei Chi, who instantly moved to Meng Chuhan's side, picked up the dragon pattern sword in his hand from the bottom to the top, and the blade drew a silver parabola in the air, and finally fell on the edge of the ring.