"My ears ......"

In the midst of the panic, another flute sounded. Unlike Fang Cai, this time the sound of the flute seems to come from the depths of my mind, although it is not unpleasant, but it is not beautiful, but it makes people feel an indescribable weirdness.

Huang Tianzheng couldn't help but be stunned, thinking that it was his own illusion, and was about to look around to see everyone's reactions, but suddenly realized that it was dark in front of him, and he lost his vision.

In his mind, Yun Ruolan's voice loomed: "Don't look at it, this song is only played for people who are dying, and the next thing is smell!"

The flute sounded again, and Huang Tianzheng felt two streams of heat left in his nasal cavity, and then became difficult to breathe.

Fear made him feel helpless, and he shouted as he waved the Fang Tian Crescent Halberd, "What's going on? My 'Heavenly King's Roar' can disrupt all sonic attacks, why is it ineffective against your flute?"

"'Divine Maiden's Voice' is not a sonic attack, but a spiritual attack. Therefore, without the need for sound waves and gas as a medium, it can also reach your brain and cut off your control over your body. ”

"Spiritual Sense Attack? Impossible! You're just a newcomer to the Soul Command realm, how can you have such a powerful Spiritual Sense?"

Yun Ruolan didn't bother to explain to him, and said to herself: "Next is the sense of touch!"

After a flute sound, Huang Tianzheng, who was numb, couldn't even hold the "Fang Tian Crescent Halberd" in his hand, and fell to the ground with a "dang long".

"Next is the sense of taste, and you're going to lose the ability to speak, so this is your last chance. ”

Huang Tianzheng knew that the defeat was decided, but he was still unwilling: "What about after the taste?

Yun Ruolan said lightly: "Perception." ”

Huang Tianzheng's face suddenly turned to ashes, and he smiled bitterly: "I understand, you won." ”

Yun Ruolan retracted her spiritual sense when she heard this, and the shadow in mid-air dissipated. Huang Tianzheng felt that the four senses that had been robbed of him were gradually recovering, so he breathed a sigh of relief and bowed slightly: "Thank you for your mercy!"

Yun Ruolan nodded and slowly walked towards the stage.

This was the first time she had used it in a formal battle since she had learned the "Divine Maiden Absolute Voice", and the consumption of spiritual consciousness by this technique was far greater than she imagined, leaving Yun Ruolan physically and mentally exhausted. After walking a few steps, he suddenly gave up on his feet and almost fell to the ground.

Suddenly, a strong, strong arm appeared behind her without warning, and grabbed her.

Yun Ruolan looked up and said weakly: "Qin Kai......"

Qin Kai couldn't help but pick her up by the waist, and the petite Yun Ruolan curled up in Qin Kai's broad chest, like a white cloud in the vast sky.

"Put me down......"

Yun Ruolan had never been in contact with a man so closely, and her face suddenly turned red, and the white clouds instantly turned into burning clouds.

"Don't say anything, just get some rest. ”

"You ......"

Qin Kai's persistence made Yun Ruolan forget to resist for a while, but the strange screams from the stands once again stimulated the shyness in her heart. In desperation, she had to bury her face in Qin Kai's chest as if she was stealing a bell.

"Ask the second player to pick an opponent. ”

In front of the guest of honor, Wang Jian got up in response and walked in front of Yang Keming.

Yang Keming was puzzled: "What, isn't your opponent Su Liangyi?"

Wang Jian's face was slightly red, and he said coldly: "Which one is Su Liangyi?"

Yang Keming almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood when he heard this, and was about to answer him, but saw that Su Liangyi didn't say a word, and walked straight into the ring.

"Oh, he is!"

Wang Jian suddenly realized and hurriedly followed.

In the ring, Wang Jian was silent, just looking at Su Liangyi with interest.

Su Liangyi frowned and said, "What are you looking at?"

Wang Jian chuckled and said, "I just want to see what the genius who is held in the palm of the hand by those old guys looks like? ”

"Yes, I found something special about you. ”

"Oh, let's hear it!"

"Particularly weak. ”

"You ......" Wang Jian was about to scold, but suddenly remembered something, so he said: "Forget it, I don't care about you, those old guys asked me not to talk to you as much as possible." ”

"Oh, did the elders send you?"

"Sort of, they asked me to tell you that the three-year period has expired, and I hope you can go back to inherit the suzerain's throne. ”

"Sure enough!" Su Liangyi's face sank, and said, "Then why don't you tell me directly, you have to go through such a big effort?"

Wang Jian sneered: "The Wuji Sword Sect is the sect in charge of the Yunming Empire, how can anyone be the sect master? If you want to inherit the position of the sect master, you still need to pass my level first!"

"Is that what the elders mean?"

"That's what I mean!" Wang Jian said with a hideous face: "I was born with a source endowment, I realized the law at the age of five, entered the Sword Sect at the age of eight, and sharpened a sword in ten years. You, Su Liangyi, have only been cultivating swords for a few years, why are you riding on my head? Isn't it just splitting a broken stone? What's the big deal? Those old guys are really blind, and they actually treat you like a baby!"

"I'm nothing remarkable, and I don't want to ride on anyone's head. You go back and tell them that I won't go back until I find the answer. As for the position of the suzerain, let them watch it. ”

"Presumptuous! Do you know what you're talking about?"

"What about you? Do you know what you're doing?"

Wang Jian was stunned when he heard this, and said coldly: "What I want to do is to fight you here, so that those old guys can know who the real genius is!

Su Liangyi said calmly: "Since that's the case, then don't talk nonsense." ”

"Good!"

As soon as Wang Jian said that, he cut his wrists, and the endless stream of blood turned into thousands of blood swords hovering around him.

"Since I realized the Fufa, I have never tasted defeat in the battle of my peers, and I have been polishing in the Sword Sect for many years, and I have already practiced to perfection. If you can defeat this move today, it can be regarded as your creation!"

In an instant, the blood sword in the sky turned sharply, and the blades of the sword pointed at Su Liangyi.

"Assignment: Sword Sea Tide!"

The blood wave roared out, and it had the potential to destroy the world. Su Liangyi faced the sword tide, without fear, and with a palm in his hand, the yang sword bone as smooth as jade appeared in his palm. Then his body moved, and the whole person seemed to turn into a sharp sword, stabbing straight at the king's sword.

Wherever the edge goes, the blood waves retreat. The killing intent is monstrous, and the sea of swords stops.

Wang Jian looked at the sword bones that were no more than a millimeter away from his throat, and a sense of frustration that he had never felt before arose, and muttered, "Why ......?"

Su Liangyi said expressionlessly: "Your sword is just a sword for victory, but my sword is a sword for killing." ”

"Then why don't you kill me?"

"Killing is not the same as killing indiscriminately, after all, you and I are in the same family, and there is no deep hatred, there is no need for that. ”

Wang Jian looked at Su Liangyi blankly, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Su Liangyi saw that the victory and defeat had been divided, so he immediately put away the sword bone and walked to the stage by himself.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing Su Liangyi stop, Wang Jian finally said the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time: "Tell me, what is a sword?"

Su Liangyi was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "I don't know yet, but I'll tell you when I know." ”

With that, jump out of the ring.

Wang Jian was stunned when he heard this, and after a while, he suddenly cried bitterly.

"Su Liangyi, sooner or later I will defeat you!"

At the guest of honor, Qiu Bixue was already so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth, she had heard Guangyaozi mention Su Liangyi, so she paid close attention to him. From the preliminary round to the finals, Su Liangyi solved the opponent with one move every time, making her unable to judge. At the beginning, Qiu Bixue thought that his opponent was too weak, but Wang Jian's strength was obvious to all, but he was still not Su Liangyi's enemy, which was really a bit unreasonable.

Guangyaozi said proudly: "What's the matter, I'm not wrong, right? This kid has never used a second trick against his peers!"

Qiu Bixue nodded: "I have to admit that his swordsmanship is indeed remarkable, and that sword even reminds me of Yu Siqing many years ago." But this alone is not enough to crack the spell of the king's sword, is there anything wonderful about his sword bone?"

Guangyaozi thought for a while and said, "Do you say that this child's source fu is also a heavenly source fund?"

"How is it possible! There is not one cultivator with the Heavenly Source Endowment, how could it be so coincidental that they all gather in your Fengling?"

Guangyaozi was unconvinced and said: "That maybe, otherwise what do you say about this child's sword bone?"