Finding that the head of Xuan Zhen was staring at him, Zhang Ziyan pursed his lips and smiled slightly, and saluted him respectfully: "I've seen the ancestor." "Before he entered the WTO, his master was the apprentice grandson of the master, so it is not an exaggeration for Zhang Ziyan to call the other party a master.

Zhang Ziyan's etiquette is in order, but the head of the Xuanzhen faction suddenly hit a spirit, although Zhang Ziyan did nothing wrong in etiquette, but his actions really feel weird no matter how you look at it.

Especially the little finger that was raised high was like a thorn in the heart of the head of Xuanzhen.

Coupled with Zhang Ziyan's slightly shrill voice and the charm revealed from the corners of his eyes, Zhang Ziyan invisibly exuded a charm that transcended gender, causing all the men present to blush and heartbeat.

After seeing this, the head of the Xuanzhen Sect: "..."Who can tell him what happened to his disciples!"

Here, after Zhang Ziyan asked his head to be good, he sang directly to the man on the stage, and then pulled up a posture to prepare for the fight.

Who would have thought that just as the two of them were about to fight, Zhang Ziyan suddenly saw Li Yueru, who was hiding in the corner under the ring and biting her lip with her white teeth.

Zhang Ziyan was stunned, made a pause gesture to the opponent who was about to attack him, and then ran in the direction where Li Yueru was.

Seeing Zhang Ziyan running towards her, Li Yueru was very excited, after Han Yue took her away from the Divine Doctor Valley, she only mentioned it roughly that she was thrown in the Divine Doctor Valley by this person for unknown reasons.

But after seeing Zhang Ziyan this time, Li Yueru was still very happy, she felt that her opportunity had come.

If this person can save her once, he can save her a second time, maybe this time she will be able to turn over with this opportunity!

Especially seeing that this person gave up the competition and ran anxiously to herself, Li Yueru flattened her mouth and hung her unsatisfactory grievances on her face, she is now just a little woman who longs for the care of others.

Zhang Ziyan stood still in front of Li Yueru, carefully looking at Li Yueru's face, as if he wanted to know how she was doing now through Li Yueru's expression.

Seeing Zhang Ziyan's eyes staring at her, Li Yueru's eyes instantly turned red, she saw that Zhang Ziyan opened his mouth and didn't speak, and a choked voice appeared in her throat, and then two tears instantly flowed down her cheeks.

Oh my God, Li Yueru feels that her performance at the moment is amazing, no man can stand this kind of scene, this is a classic scene that she has watched for many years before she traveled.

But what Li Yueru imagined and was cared for in Zhang Ziyan's arms in public did not happen.

Zhang Ziyan let Li Yueru look at himself and wept, until Li Yueru's tears flowed to his lips, he frowned, and asked Li Yueru softly: "This eldest sister, where did you buy your lipstick!" "The colors are really beautiful.

Hearing this, Li Yueru, who was still crying very distressingly, instantly felt like someone had choked her neck, and she was so suffocated that she blushed and her neck was thick, and then coughed violently.

Feeling the heat and coldness in her skirt, Li Yueru covered her face and ran out of the crowd with her face covered in shame and annoyance, today's humiliation, she will definitely pay back twice as much one day!

Seeing Li Yueru running away, Han Yue hurriedly chased after her, after all, she was a woman she loved, he couldn't watch Li Yueru alone and heartbroken, leaving Zhang Ziyan still standing in place with a confused face waiting for an answer.

After a long while, Zhang Ziyan walked towards the ring again as if he had just reacted, since the beautiful lipstick is gone, but the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance still has to be earned, otherwise how can he be worthy of the master who cultivated himself.

Now the champion in the ring is a lay disciple of the Shaochong faction.

But unlike others, he does not use a stick, but a free and easy long sword, and swordsmanship is the skill of the Xuanzhen School.

The people under the ring looked at the two people who were looking at each other in the ring, and they were looking forward to it: long sword against long sword, this game should be very good.

But what everyone didn't expect was that Zhang Ziyan's weapon turned out to be not a long sword, but two white ribbons nearly thirty centimeters wide.

Before everyone could laugh at the two ribbons used by women, they saw that these two ribbons seemed to have life in Zhang Ziyan's hands.

It seems to follow the wind, but in fact, it is free, and the two ribbons seem to instantly turn into two giant pythons for Zhang Ziyan to drive, completely out of the rules and regulations of physical limitations, and frantically float towards the sword-wielding disciple opposite.

The sword-wielding disciple on the opposite side first laughed and joked in his heart like everyone else, but then he came back to his senses, because looking at the momentum and speed, this was definitely not to be underestimated, and sure enough, one dodged, avoiding a ribbon, and the other white ribbon instantly turned bright red.

This ribbon rubbed past the sword-wielding disciple like a soft sword, and in an instant, there was a deep wound on his waist.

The sword-wielding disciple instantly put on a defensive posture, leaning his back against the corner of the ring, there was absolutely no problem with him hiding just now, the ribbon was not close to his body at all, which could only show that this thing not only looked like a soft sword, but even had a sword aura lingering.

Why was the Sword God Juggernaut canonized?

In the era of cold weapons, battlefield operations are about an inch long and an inch strong, because it is a large corps to cooperate and confront, but one-on-one, the length of the weapon is very important, although too long has an advantage, but it seriously affects the speed, so there is an inch short and an inch dangerous.

Why do most Jianghu people choose swords as weapons, because its length is moderate, the attack does not suffer, and the defense is not passive.

But a weapon like a ribbon has completely abandoned all the cognition of the cold weapon era, this thing is invisible, unpredictable, and the long-term attack distance is far better than that of a spear, but it is extremely flexible, and the short-term is just like a dagger, which can fully defend the periphery of one's body, and is blessed by the sword qi of myths and legends, so that people can not estimate the range of damage that this weapon can reach.

The sword-wielding disciple didn't dare to hold it up anymore, just that sword... A silk... No matter how he described it, the injury on his waist was definitely not light.

Now he has only two choices: either step down as soon as possible for treatment, which can definitely save his life, or fight again!

The sword-wielding disciple was very unwilling in his heart, his cultivation in the past few decades, since the first step when he was young, how much he had paid, other young people were talking about love, Qingqing and me, he had been training desperately, and this time he finally entered the eyes of the master, this time it was a critical moment for him to change the fate of himself and his family!