"It's impossible, Wei Xiaonian's junior brother can win eight games in a row?"

"Yes, he has lost a hundred battles on the stage on weekdays, and he has never won an inner disciple, he was simply beaten by someone, and today he actually turned over."

"Unbelievable!"

"How is it possible for a person to progress so quickly in such a short period of time?"

"I know, look, Senior Brother Wei Xiaonian has hugged Senior Brother Su Liu's big ~ leg!"

On the mountain roads on both sides of Qiyuntai, the Xuanyin disciples were whispering, looking at Su Liu's eyes, full of speculation and reverence.

Su Liu smiled, only he and Wei Xiaonian knew that Wei Xiaonian definitely didn't win by the sword method that he taught him to be yin and yang, at least not yet, the sword kill, the focus is on the enemy's surprise, and it can only be used as a key secret hand, if you want to rely on this trick and eat all over the world, it is absolutely unrealistic.

Because important children of a family like Ye Muxuan not only have the secret killer tricks of their own teachers and predecessors. The family will send masters to observe and guide their cultivation in the mountain gate. These masters have already been several realms higher than the young disciples, and their eyesight is extraordinary, and they only understand the rules of moves, and it is very likely that they will be able to see through the flaws of the Yin and Yang inverted blades.

Wei Xiaonian obviously understands this truth, and the hole cards that are always held in his hand and not played are the best hole cards.

"Wei Xiaonian, an outer disciple, has passed eight rounds in a row on the Yuntai today, and has advanced to the top eight, in the next game, Guan Renjie will face Shi Jin, and the winner will advance to the top eight, preparing for the final stage of the showdown."

The elders sitting on the ground on both sides of the ropeway let out a solemn shout, and their voices were clearer and more lonely, echoing for a long time between the two lonely peaks.

This time, speculation about Wei Xiaonian. It's like a splash in the ocean, after all, there are eight seats in the top eight, and the last seat was born between this Guan Renjie and Shi Jin.

The two of them did not immediately go on stage to prepare at this time, Shi Jin separated the crowd and came directly to Su Liu. Saluted respectfully: "Senior Brother Suliu, thank you for your mercy that day." When I returned, I spent the night in hot water, and sure enough, my injuries healed. ”

Su Liu looked at his honest smile, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered in his ear.

When Shi Jin heard Su Liu's words, his body shook, and he immediately showed a grateful look on his face and took a deep breath. With a loud shout, he jumped on the platform.

He practiced a foreign skill, was brave and enterprising, and did not like to be cautious. However, he is not a stupid person, a true disciple, there is no complete stupid ~ son, it can only be said that his temperament is far more straightforward than Ye Muxuan's group of younger brothers.

Guan Renjie's eyes are more of a fear of Su Liu. hesitated for a long time, but in the end, he still didn't give up his skin to greet him. He went straight to the cloud platform.

Yun Feng coiled between these two people, both of them tightly grasped the blades in their hands, and they were about to decide the last position in the top eight.

Shi Jin's moves are heavy, with a steel claw in his hand, forge ahead, and dance. The fierce wind pierces the clouds, Guan Renjie's personality is relatively gloomy and conservative, his mind is heavy step by step, the long sword is on the defensive first, and the footsteps are very subtle. didn't dare to take a big step, only hoping to see through the flaws in Shi Jingang's claws and break him in one fell swoop.

Shi Jin has made more than 30 moves in a row, and the moves have been opened and closed, but he has not been bargained, and he has reached the boundary of the stage. He was not anxious in his heart, and a sentence that Su Liu said suddenly appeared in his mind: Don't retreat from the defense, lead him to the border, and the bear pounces on the serpentine killing move to carry him down to the cloud platform.

Listen to Senior Brother Suliu and give it a try!

Shi Jin gritted his teeth, at this time, the true qi in his body had already supported a dozen more rounds at most, he roared wildly, and according to what Su Liu said, he struggled to shake his arms and rush forward, and his body suddenly accelerated.

"Ah, you madman!"

The momentum of this mad bear-like rush was not an ordinary struggle, and Shi Jin's eyes were red, and he had already sent out this last snake bear step secret kill with the determination to die.

The big picture is settled.

Su Liu smiled faintly, he was already sitting on the jade railing, as if he was above the clouds and closed his eyes to refine qi

At the top of the main peak of Xuanyin, the clouds of the sect dojo are deep, and it is like a fairyland.

The sect master's dojo is lonely and ethereal, and for the Xuanyin disciples, it is even more unthinkable.

In fact, the entire dojo was empty, only two futons, and more than a dozen giant trees that were growing regardless of it.

Perhaps the Xuanjia puppet in the middle of the open space of the dojo can be regarded as a more abrupt existence.

These seventy-seven and forty-nine wooden people wearing dark armor robes, each holding a long knife, stood in the dojo with Mu Muran, standing as immovable as a mountain.

The white-eyed old Taoist priest sat on the branch of the outermost tree, his back against the giant tree, and his eyes seemed to be closed, looking lazy.

"Shangguan, recently, there is a newly rising genius named Su Liu in the door, who single-handedly killed the seventy-two masters of the black list, and it seems that he has stepped on the threshold of the entrance of heaven and earth in half a step. Bo Yun is a little worse than him, are you sure you can beat him? ”

The old man raised his eyebrows, tilted his head sideways and asked a handsome girl in a Taoist robe under the tree with interest.

Oh.

This girl with a high ponytail tied at the back of her head and said more, facing these Xuanjia puppets, her qi gradually became solemn.

Splashing ink-like long hair and curling, the dark color of the Taoist robe on her body was also windless, hunting and dancing, her snow-like hands shook, the spear in her hand snorted, and the clouds on the top of the mountain seemed to be sucked away by this gun.

The tip of that spear was covered with a layer of fine white light, like a red dragon swallowing clouds!

Then she raised her gun, and her red spear was like lifting a mountain, and her posture was rushing.

Rumble.

A shot is like a dragon, and where the gun is domineering, it even breaks twenty-eight Xuanjia, and the red dragon stops the momentum.

Shangguan put away the dragon spear, turned his wrist upside down, and inserted it back into the back of the jade ~ very familiarly.

The old Taoist priest stared at the puppet that was shattered into dust, and sighed: "The clouds give birth to dragons, the clouds give birth to dragons, what a cloud-swallowing spear flies from the dragon, and one shot breaks through twenty-eight armors." This gun is in your hands, and you have found the real owner. ”

"It seems to be far worse than that person."

The girl raised her snow-like neck high, her face was calm as if she had done something insignificant, and her crisp and ethereal voice was in stark contrast to the domineering dragon lance.

If you hear her clear voice, you will never believe that the shot of Naha was made by this delicate and delicate girl.

Shangguan walked to the jade fence on the edge of the dojo, looked down coldly, as if he had just remembered the question asked her by the old Taoist, and said to himself calmly and confidently: "What did Master just say, Su Liu?" (To be continued.) )