Chapter 217: The Mighty Qiu Luoluo (First Update, Ask for Subscription)

At the same time, Ning Buregret waved his hand and said, "It's late today, early tomorrow morning, let's go and sign up for the competition again, and watch you from below." ”

When the three of them heard this, they all nodded.

As long as you can participate in martial arts competitions, it doesn't matter when you participate.

Without wandering around in Lin'an City anymore, the four of them returned to the inn, and the Snow Country War Slaves had already ordered their meals and were waiting for them to come back to eat.

Ning Buregret saw the stiff faces of the twelve big men, and smiled: "I'm not one of those big families and people from big sects, you can eat with us." ”

Although these Snow Country war slaves were given to him by Li Cunmin as war slaves, he didn't regret that he didn't have the slightest intention of treating them as slaves.

These Snow Country war slaves have a good foundation in martial arts, and if they are trained properly, they can also become his henchmen and follow him to kill in the spiritual martial arts world.

"Yes, Fuzun. ”

However, even if you don't regret how kind your words are, the habits that these Snow Country war slaves have developed since childhood will still not be able to change for a while.

The twelve Snow Country war slaves nodded respectfully, and then followed Ning Buregret and the four of them to eat with chopsticks.

After being full of wine and food, the four of them did not leave the inn again, but directly in the inn, they began to discuss martial arts, to be precise, Ning Buregret that one person was instructing others.

Ning Bu regretted being Emperor Wu, so he naturally took on the task of teaching.

Whether it was those Snow Country war slaves, or Ye Qing and others, they all comprehended under the guidance of Ning Buregret.

Today's Ye Qing has reached the seventh level of the Martial Palace Realm, and he is not far from the Martial Spirit Realm.

Tang Wuxian is not bad, he has awakened the sword spirit body, and his comprehension of the sword path is even more rebellious than Ning Gucheng's comprehension of the sword path, and he is now a triple cultivator of the Jingtai Realm.

Qiu Luoluo's current cultivation has also reached the eightfold realm of the Martial Palace, and the day of evolving the martial spirit is not far away.

As for those Snow Country War Slaves, the twelve of them are all Golden Jade Martial Arts, cultivating a Martial Emperor-level technique given by Ning Buregret, and now they have all reached the Mirror Terrace Realm, and their combat power is not bad.

Only Ning Bu regrets, now he is still in the twenty-first veins of the Open Pulse Realm, and he has not yet hit the Mirror Realm One Heavy.

Having said that, Ning Buregret's martial arts knowledge and understanding are not comparable to Qiu Luoluo at all.

Therefore, Ning Bu, who has the lowest martial arts realm, has become a teacher for the group.

The night passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was the early morning of the next day.

The group left the inn and arrived at the registration location of the Lin'an City Division of the Zhenbei Prefecture Martial Arts Competition.

The registration location is in the square of Lin'an City, and when the four of them arrived, it was already crowded, and there were many people queuing up to sign up.

On the square, forty rings were also built, which were divided into four major arena areas: Qi and Blood Realm, Kaimai Realm, Jingtai Realm, and Wugong Realm.

Qiu Luoluo and Ye Qing signed up for the competition in the Martial Palace Realm, Tang Wuxian signed up for the competition in the Jingtai Realm, and Ning Buregret and the Snow Country War Slaves did not sign up and sat in the audience.

Not long after a few people signed up, today's martial arts competition officially began.

A middle-aged man in an official robe walked to the center of the forty rings and arched towards the people of Lin'an City who were looking around at the ring.

Immediately, he said aloud: "Ladies and gentlemen, today, our martial arts competition continues, and there are many newcomers who have signed up today, and the competition will be very fierce." ”

After a pause, he continued, "On behalf of the City Lord's Mansion, I announce that today's martial arts tournament has officially begun...... ”

When the words fell, the warriors in the audience were all boiling.

"I bet that Zhu Yong will win again today. ”

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say, if you win ten victories, you can enter the general division of Zhenbei Prefecture, who knows. ”

A group of warriors were talking, and the middle-aged man in official robes also began to announce the names of the two sides in each ring.

Soon, the name of Chololo was pronounced.

The ring where Qiu Luoluo is located is the eighth ring in the Martial Palace Realm.

Her opponent is a one-eyed swordsman with bulging temples, obviously strong physique, and up to the Martial Palace Realm Yae.

"Little Niangpi, I'll get out of the ring for uncle, uncle, I don't want to cut your fine skin and tender meat. ”

The one-eyed swordsman gave Qiu Luoluo a vicious look, threatening the tunnel.

"You're blind and full of swearing, I think you're the one who should get out of the ring, old man. ”

Qiu Luoluo herself is a pungent character, and as soon as this one-eyed swordsman said it, she exploded.

Smack.

As soon as the whip in his hand struck the ring, he knocked off a tile in the ring.

"Toast without eating, eat punishment wine, eat the uncle's knife. ”

The one-eyed swordsman grinned, and a sword ray with a length of more than ten meters slashed towards Qiu Luoluo.

In the Qingxiao Continent, the way of the sword is divided into nine levels, and the way of the sword is also divided into nine levels.

Knife technique, knife qi, knife mang, knife heart, knife intent, knife intent transformation, knife spirit, knife soul, knife spirit nine levels, one-eyed swordsman's knife has reached the level of knife intent.

Because, when he slashed out the sword, a violent flame intent also appeared, which was the sword intent of the one-eyed swordsman.

The flame sword shot out, forming an overwhelming heat wave.

"But that's it. ”

Qiu Luoluo cultivates the Moon Wheel Technique, this Martial Emperor-level technique is cultivated according to the changes of the moon phase, and there are also supporting martial arts.

At this moment, facing the sword intent of the one-eyed swordsman, Qiu Luoluo did not panic at all.

I saw that the whip in her hand was drawn, and she directly pulled out one after another full moon whip shadows, covering the one-eyed swordsman's sword.

Crackling, the whip shadow and the sword collided with each other, and the vitality eroded each other.

"Little girl, don't be rampant. ”

Seeing Qiu Luoluo blocking his own knife, the one-eyed swordsman suddenly became angry.

Immediately after, he slashed out dozens of knives one after another, and slashed straight at Qiu Luoluo.

Qiu Luoluo's face did not change, and he waved his whip, dancing out of a full moon whip shadow, blocking the one-eyed swordsman's sword.

"You've made so many swords, it's my turn, right?"

Qiu Luoluo's beautiful eyes looked at the one-eyed swordsman, and his right hand danced wildly like a vine.

With this movement, the whip in her hand also moved.

Smack.

Smack.

Smack.

The air was constantly whipped out with a loud roar, and many of the floor tiles were whipped away.

However, with the continuous dance of the whip, a condensed silver full moon appeared in front of Qiu Luoluo.

Terrifying fluctuations of vitality, emanating from the silver full moon.

"Silver Moon, Disease!"

Qiu Luoluo screamed, and the whip was whipped on the body of the silver full moon.

With a whoosh, this round of Silver Moon was directly whipped away by Qiu Luoluo and crashed into the one-eyed swordsman.

The one-eyed swordsman swung his sword to block, but it was much slower than the silver moon.

He didn't have time to block at all, and he was hit by this round of Silver Moon.

"Poof. ”

The one-eyed swordsman immediately retreated, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his expression became sluggish.

(End of chapter)