One white and one gold, two sword lights, whistling, like two entangled dragons, instantly crossed the sky, like two comets falling vertically on the ring. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Rumble!

The violent air waves, like a tsunami, splashed a ripple in the air, and the unlucky law enforcement hall disciple was like being hit head-on by a speeding train, and suddenly his body was light, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then he was hit back to his throat by air pressure, and flew dozens of meters backwards before he could stop his body, and then without saying a word, he simply jumped down from the ring and returned to the team of the law enforcement hall disciples.

"Hehe, the main drama has begun!" Li Muzhi sneered, half-squinted, and looked at the two people on the stage, as if he was looking at two dead people.

Lin Dong floated the golden dragon on his back, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and the eyes of the yin owl were densely covered with bloodshots, and the murderous aura was not concealed, like a demon dragon that wanted to devour people, and his body was full of a terrifying and dangerous aura.

Bai Wuji's face was like frost, his posture was as tall as a sword, and two or two upside-down silver swords with indifferent eyes appeared in his pupils, and the whole person did not have the slightest murderous aura, but he had a sword intent that seemed to cut through the sky, which was awe-inspiring, and if he leaned forward a little, he would be torn to pieces by the flowing water sword qi like a fish on his body.

The two people stood with their swords, and the breath of collision seemed to have a shape and color, and the air around them made an overwhelmed moan, and the sparks jumped irregularly in the air.

The ring seems to be divided into two worlds, from which gold and white are drawn to rule, like two ancient gods, in their respective kingdoms of God, opposing each other.

Bai Wuji's palm clenched suddenly, and the other distracting thoughts in his heart were suppressed, whether Li Muzhi ate the ambition leopard gall, or if there was really any black hand behind the scenes, it didn't matter at the moment, as long as Leng Jiansheng could win Lin Dong, then the rest of the mistakes couldn't make any waves, and his backhand could extinguish it.

The original intention of this sect competition was to elect the prince of the sect, this is the general trend, it is the momentum that he Bai Wuji has condensed with all his heart, no one can stop it, and at this moment, Bai Wuji has unparalleled confidence and courage in his heart.

"Who will win, you say?" Bai Wuji asked lightly.

Old Ghost Xue was slightly stunned, then looked at the two people on the stage, a look of regret flashed in his eyes, and he said as a matter of course: "Naturally, the latecomer prevails!" ”

Latecomers prevail!

Who are the latecomers? Compared with Lin Dong's first true biography, it is naturally Leng Jiansheng's fifth true biography.

Bai Wuji laughed, but he didn't think at all that Old Ghost Xue's meaning was not what he understood at all.

Latecomers prevail!

What is a latecomer? Naturally, it is the one who has not yet appeared. At this moment, Old Ghost Xue looked at Bai Wuji's eyes, and there was a trace of sadness that he had never felt before.

"This sword is called the Breeze Dragon's Yin!" Lin Dong drew his sword, the tip of the sword rushed out of the scabbard inch by inch, and as he drew the sword, a breeze rose from the ground, a dragon chant resounded in the sky, and a hidden dragon pattern suddenly appeared on the blade.

This sword was originally Qingfeng, but in Lin Dong's hand, it became Qingfeng Longyin!

"I haven't drunk blood yet, so today, I'll sacrifice your head with blood, okay?" After Lin Dong finished speaking, he stepped on his feet, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly reached its peak.

Sword out!

The breeze turned into a violent wind, the dragon chanted and suddenly turned into a dragon roar, the tyrannical murderous aura was unstoppable, and it stabbed Leng Jiansheng simply and directly, and the golden light, like the sun, rushed into the white world unstoppably, dissolving everything, and directly taking Leng Jiansheng's head.

"Good sword!"

Leng Jiansheng's voice was cold, as if even the voice revealed a sharp sword qi, and as soon as he took a step to the side, a vague sword shadow appeared on the ground, appearing five meters in front of him.

Poof!

The sword body stabbed, the cold sword in the air turned into nothingness, Lin Dong's eyes jumped, drew the sword, and in a sword shadow five meters next to him, Leng Jiansheng walked out.

"What a weird pace!" Lin Dong frowned, but his feet did not stop, his right hand pulled out a sword flower, the speed of his wrist connected into a phantom, the golden dragon shadow behind him trembled, and suddenly the golden light was magnificent, and countless phantoms of the dragon emerged from the sword body, making a sizzling sound, cutting through the air, and overwhelmingly biting towards the cold sword.

Leng Jiansheng's face remained unchanged, his two fingers were put together, he pointed forward, and said lightly: "Like a fish turning into a sword!" ”

Before the words fell, the sword-like qi around him really turned into white carp, and then gradually extended in the air, transformed, and became a sharp short sword, followed by one into two, two into four, four into eight...

It was as if the endless short swords were woven into an impenetrable sword net, strangled towards the wandering dragon in the sky.

The golden light, the swordfish, collided together, and melted together silently.

A figure flashed out suddenly, it was Lin Dong, I saw his sword blade buzzing and trembling in the air, and his feet stepped on strange steps, one step was as heavy as one step, and after three or two steps, the entire ring shattered into gravel and fell from the sky.

And Lin Dong's body did jump up suddenly, his feet on the ground in the air, his eyes faintly shrunk into golden dragon pupils, and a breath of vigor erupted from him again, a majestic and domineering aura, pressing towards Leng Jiansheng.

That's Long Wei!

Some of the nearby disciples were stunned, as if their souls were trembling, and their expressions became a little trance-like, but Leng Jiansheng didn't react, and sneered coldly, "Heh! ”

Don't say that it is the body of the Yellow Dragon, its own dragon power is less than one-tenth of the real dragon, if you take 10,000 steps back, it is a real dragon, just a dragon power, you can deter him Leng Jiansheng?

Joke! is a real dragon, he will draw his sword to face each other, and even kill him with a sword!

"Breeze!"

Lin Dong let out a loud voice, and suddenly pounced on Leng Jiansheng's dragon power and disappeared, like a flower in a mirror, a moon in the water, everything just now was an illusion.

Leng Jiansheng's face changed suddenly, the hairs on his body exploded, and his body retreated violently.

A breeze passed by his ears, a breeze, just a breeze, under the cover of Long Wei, who could detect an inconspicuous breeze.

Leng Jiansheng's side face was cut with a thumb-length opening, extending from his chin to his ear, and even his right ear was cut in half and hung on his face, fluttering vigorously, and blood spilled back and forth.

"Careless!"

The cold sword's face was like frost, and his face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Dong, and the killing intent was suddenly dense.

"I can't get used to seeing your face just now, but it's much more pleasing to the eye now." Lin Dongyin sneered, but there was a regret in his heart that the sword did not directly cut off the other party's head.

What a good opportunity, but unfortunately, Leng Jiansheng's speed is too fast.