Wei Yugun is usually obsessed with martial arts, a spear has already been played by him superbly, he saw Jiang Yin's exquisite swordsmanship, his heart was high, and he speared into Jiang Yin's sword shadow.

The two of them exchanged swords and swords, only listening to the sound of "ding ding" guns and swords clashing endlessly, and the Taoist energy swept away with the two of them as the center.

Among the onlookers, some of those with low cultivation couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Wei Yu's spear danced like a dragon out to sea, extremely flexible, and the red tassel on the head of the spear kept changing directions, wanting to rush into Jiang Yin's sword curtain from all angles.

Jiang Yin's pace was erratic, and the long sword in his hand was as fast as thunder, steadily blocking all the opponent's attacks.

Wei Yugun saw that he couldn't break through the opponent's defense for a while, he shouted, his body was vertical, and he rose to the sky, and when he rose to a certain height, he suddenly turned around, and swooped down with a gun in both hands.

Jiang Yin felt a strong pressure that faintly locked him, the internal force in his body was running at full strength, his body shook, and the majestic energy surged out, directly knocking the opponent's oppressive force away.

At this time, the spear of Wei Yu's spear had already pierced the top of Jiang Yin's head, Jiang Yin's side was on the side, and the long sword in his hand was picked up, and it was Wei Yu's chest that was attacked.

Wei Yu's gun was also counted, he was in mid-air, and suddenly his body twisted, and his whole body spun rapidly to the side, avoiding Jiang Yin's sword.

After landing, he was originally facing away from Jiang Yin, but he turned around unusually quickly, and when he turned around, the spear in his hand had already stabbed out again.

When he stabbed this shot, Jiang Yin clearly felt that this shot was different from the previous one, and his intuition told him. This shot implies a lot of afterplay. If you dodge it yourself. The strength of the opponent's gun will become stronger and stronger, so to deal with this shot, he knows that he can only touch it hard.

Jiang Yin no longer hesitated, his body jumped, turned over in the air, and stabbed straight at the spear of Wei Yu's spear.

When he stabbed the spear out, all the internal force in his hand was retracted, and Zuihou was released at the same time. The tip of the long sword was stirred by his internal force, and it suddenly trembled wildly, and instantly transformed into nine sword flowers.

The moment these nine sword flowers appeared, everyone on the scene was shocked, the Wei family's Drifting Rain Sword Technique is very famous in Lanyang Town, the strength of the sword stabbed by Zuihou is completely dependent on the Drifting Rain Sword Technique can conjure up a few sword flowers, the more sword flowers can be conjured, the greater the power of the sword.

And what everyone knows best is that the Wei family has been creating the Drifting Rain Sword Technique since it was created. Except for a few geniuses, nine sword flowers must be conjured. Basically, it has to be above the realm of the middle stage of the martial king.

Jiang Yin was able to conjure the Drifting Rain Sword Technique into nine sword flowers with the realm of a first-level martial king, which shocked most of the people present.

"Haha," Wei Yuan hadn't smiled so happily for a long time, "Qing'er really brought us one surprise after another today." ”

Wei Jing was a little numb, his son's rapid progress during this period of time made him feel that Wei Qing was able to transform the Drifting Rain Sword into nine sword flowers, which was completely reasonable.

As soon as the nine sword flowers at the tip of Jiang Yin's sword appeared, nine pale yellow sword rays shot out from the center of these sword flowers in an instant, Wei Yugun's face changed greatly, and he frantically danced the spear in his hand, dancing the spear into the sky with a shadow of spears, hoping to block these sword rays.

But when the nine sword rays all slammed into his spear shadow, Wei Yu felt a strong and oppressive huge force coming from the body of the gun, and this huge force penetrated from the body of the gun along his arm, causing him to suddenly spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out upside down, falling under the ring.

Jiang Yin didn't know that the Nine Sword Flowers had such great power, so when Wei Yu's spear poured back, he himself was stunned on the spot.

The scene was silent for a moment, and then a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"Wei Qing, you are my idol!"

"Oh my God, a piece of waste has become so powerful, this should be the most perfect counterattack in history, right?"

Everyone was amazed by Jiang Yin's performance, and the young girls present looked at Jiang Yin's eyes and completely turned into peach blossom eyes.

Wei Yugun slowly stood up from under the ring, and he smiled at Jiang Yin on the stage: "Today's battle is really hearty, Cousin Wei Qing's swordsmanship is superb, and I am convinced of losing." Let's talk about it sometime. ”

Jiang Yin smiled and nodded, "Okay." "This Wei Yu gun is indeed a downright person, winning is winning, and losing is losing.

Wei Yugun hugged Jiang Yin with a fist, then turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Wei Hua in the distance stared at Jiang Yin tightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It's just nine sword flowers, I really think I'm invincible." ”

After Jiang Yin and Wei Yu finished fighting, it was another semi-final, and the two sides were Wei Hua and Wei Hai's eldest daughter Wei Nana.

When the two of them came to the stage, Jiang Yin was a little surprised, because he didn't expect Wei Nana to be a martial king, and he was also a third-level martial king.

Wei Nana was wearing a pink power suit, which completely outlined the curves on her body, her appearance could only be regarded as average, but there was a hint of cold arrogance between her eyebrows.

"Sister Nana, please advise." Wei Hua looked at Wei Nana and said with a smile.

"Brother Wei Hua, your strength is so strong, where do you need my advice." Wei Nana stared at Wei Hua with a hint of solemnity in her eyes, obviously she had predicted that she was likely to lose the next battle.

With a loud shout from the referee, the game officially began.

Wei Nana's weapon was a red fan, and she twisted her body around, dancing the fan towards Wei Hua like a pink butterfly.

Although her movements seemed to be gentle, there was a chill on the red fan, which was obviously made of some special material.

Wei Nana's tricks looked a little weird, her fan often seemed to be drawn towards Wei Hua from the left side, but every time her fan reached five centimeters in front of Wei Hua, it suddenly changed direction and hit Wei Hua from another tricky angle.

Wei Hua used an ordinary long knife, and in the face of Wei Nana's strange attack, he seemed a little calm, with his left hand behind his back, and only the knife in his right hand to resist Wei Nana's attack.

He seems to know Wei Nana's moves very well, so whenever Wei Nana changes his moves, his long knife comes out early, and every time he comes first, he defuses Wei Nana's moves.

Wei Nana saw that she couldn't attack for a long time, she was a little irritable, she bit her silver teeth, held the red fan, and her body writhed wildly, and the red fan in her hand gradually exuded a strong cold air with her writhing.

Invaded by this cold air, Wei Hua felt that his body suddenly became a little insensitive.

Taking advantage of Wei Hua's momentary slowdown, Wei Nana knew that the opportunity had come, she tapped her toes, turned into a red shadow, quickly bullied Wei Hua, and waved the fan in her right hand violently.

Wei Hua's heart froze, and he hurriedly mobilized the internal force in his body to dispel the chill, and then quickly retreated.

But Wei Nana's attack was too sudden, and her red fan slashed across Wei Hua's chest, leaving a bloody mark.

Wei Huaxu slashed, forced Wei Nana away, and then quickly retreated.

He glanced at the scar on his chest and said with a smile, "Sister Nana, your ice fan seems to have grown a lot." ”

A trace of regret flashed in Wei Nana's eyes, she didn't expect that her full blow would only cause an almost negligible damage to the other party.

"Next, please sister Nana try my Rohmon Knife Wave." Wei Hua said lightly, and suddenly a terrifying momentum erupted from his whole body.

With a long knife in his hand, he slashed at Wei Nana's head with great strength.

As soon as the long knife came out, his long knife suddenly turned into three waves of knives, and swept forward with swiftness and incomparable speed.

Wei Nana's face turned pale, in the face of these three knife waves, she had a feeling that she couldn't parry, seeing that she was about to be swallowed by these three knife waves, she hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute! ”

The corners of Wei Hua's mouth raised, and he stopped with his knife, "What?" I don't know if he did it intentionally or unintentionally, when he stopped, the long knife stopped right in front of Wei Nana's forehead, and it was only a centimeter away from touching her forehead.

"Don't fight, I, I admit defeat." Wei Nana felt the coldness on her forehead and said with a little stammer.

A hint of pride flashed in Wei Hua's eyes, he put away his long knife, and pretended to be generous and said, "Okay, then I won't embarrass Sister Nana." ”

"The game is over, and the winner is, Wei Hua." The referee's voice rang out loud.

"Please Wei Hua rest for a while, and then play the final of today's Wei family competition with Wei Qing." The referee looked at Wei Hua and said.

Wei Hua waved his hand, and he glanced at the place where Jiang Yin was standing with his eyes, "No need to rest, just start directly." When he said this, his face was full of confidence.

"This ......" The middle-aged man who was the referee glanced at Wei Yuanrang with some embarrassment, as if he was asking him for advice on whether to play directly.

Seeing the referee's eyes, Wei Yuanrang groaned for a moment, he stood up and said loudly: "Since Wei Hua doesn't need to rest, let's start the next round directly." He can't wait to see what kind of performance Wei Qing will have in the face of Wei Hua.

"Qing'er, Wei Hua's strength is strong, you have to be more careful." Wei Jing walked up to Jiang Yin and whispered to him. He was a Martial Emperor powerhouse, his eyes were naturally vicious, and he knew that although Jiang Yin was able to transform the Drifting Rain Sword into nine sword flowers, it was still slightly inferior to Wei Hua's Luomen Sword Wave.

It's not that the Drifting Rain swordsmanship is not as good as the Luomen Dao Lang, but Wei Hua is a fifth-level martial king, and Jiang Yin is only a first-level martial king, and when the two martial arts are equally powerful, the victory or defeat only depends on the strength of the internal forces of the two sides.

Jiang Yin nodded, and after signaling Wei Jing not to worry, he jumped and landed lightly on the ring.

Seeing Jiang Yin come to power, Wei Hua's eyes flashed with coldness, and a powerful momentum surged out of him, rushing straight in the direction of Jiang Yin.

Jiang Yin snorted coldly, and the same surging momentum emanated from him, surging towards Wei Hua.

For a time, the entire martial arts training ground was full of wind. (To be continued......)