"If it weren't for the first fight with Gongsun, Sun Ying might not have lost." Shi Wuzheng said.

"It's not for nothing that the Sprinkler family eats." Gongsun Qi said proudly, although he lost, it did not affect his mood.

If it is against the same master who uses other weapons, if the weapon is in hand, Sun Ying will definitely win, but against Yan Zhongda's three-zhang long whip, even if Sun Ying fights with a blade, the result is not much worse, this is the horror of the long whip, no matter whether you have a weapon or not, it is the same in front of him, and those who are not strong may have weapons that will become a burden.

Shi Wuzheng had already jumped down, and Gongsun Qi didn't dare to brag anymore, so as not to delay and cause the injury to worsen, so he hurried down to treat his injury.

The two of them dredged their bloodlines on the spot, Li Ruqian was guarding beside them, and they were not afraid that someone would come to make trouble, who would dare to make trouble, it would be a long time, one on the top of the head ranked second, and the other ranked eighth, who dared to offend.

"There are so many masters, you better not play." Song Xiaoting said suddenly.

Chu Xiang couldn't help but smile awkwardly: "Are you so unconfident in your man?" ”

"The tenth ranked player can already tie with the sixth one, if you go up and meet the first few, isn't it dangerous?" Song Xiaoting said worriedly.

"I'm not that bad." Chu Xiang smiled bitterly.

"I don't see how good you are." Song Xiaoting said dissatisfiedly.

"Okay then, the world is big, and my wife is the biggest." Chu Xiang said with a smile.

Chu Xiang is self-aware, a large part of his high ranking is because of his fame, in fact, its strength is not ranked among the top ten masters, at most it is a little better than Gongsun Qi, it is estimated that none of the top ten masters can beat him, with his fame, as soon as he enters the field, countless people will definitely challenge him, and he will be used as a stepping stone, it is better to listen to Song Xiaoting and watch the play.

"You're smart." Song Xiaoting happily rewarded Lord Demon Lord with a fragrant kiss.

When Shi Wuzheng gave Gongsun Qi acupuncture, top masters appeared on the field again. A Danjin master named Huang Zuo defeated his opponent, but he didn't expect to be challenged by Ye Chengtao, a seventh-ranked master.

Knowing that he was invincible, Huang Zuo had no intention of automatically admitting defeat, and made a gesture of please.

Being able to fight with a master who is better than himself is an opportunity for anyone, an opportunity to surpass himself, and compared to other times, it is the best opportunity on this field, where there is the guarantee of the junta, and there is no worries about the battle.

Huang Zuo shot with all his might, and the sword was light, and he didn't spare his hand at all. He knew that in the face of Ye Chengtao, he had no need to keep his hand, and there was no room to keep his hand.

The sword light is like a waterfall, the knife qi is vertical and horizontal, Ye Chengtao's fingers are like the wind, he is not afraid of the cold knife qi, after a few moves, a punch hit Huang Zuo's knife body, Huang Zuo's arm shook violently, and the tiger's mouth cracked. He easily won without using weapons, knowing that Ye Chengtao kept his hand, otherwise he would have died, and he would no longer be entangled, Huang Zuo left the arena.

When Huang Zuo left the scene, the sound of poetry sounded in the distance, suppressing the noisy voice of the audience: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Frost Snow Ming, Silver Saddle Shines on White Horse, Sassy Like a Meteor..."

Chu Xiang turned his head in surprise and found that the person who came was not the white horse general, and he thought it was just a coincidence that he liked this chivalrous journey.

Accompanied by the sound of Qingyue's poetry, a slender young man fell into the middle of the field, his eyebrows were like sharp swords, his eyes were like stars, his blue clothes and blue robes and blue shoes, his blue cloth and hair were tied up, and he was carrying a simple long sword.

"Kongtong Wumingzi, please advise." The blue swordsman said with his hand.

"Please." Ye Chengtao arched his hand, turned his palm and took out a fork-like weapon, and he was not an ordinary master.

When he heard the appearance poem of Xia Kexing, Gongsun Qi urged: "Lao Shi, hurry up, the show is here again." ”

"The quicker, the slower." Shi Wuzheng is colorful.

Gongsun Qi could only suppress the urge to jump up, adjust his breathing and cooperate with Shi Wuzheng's acupuncture.

The host does not deceive the guest, the away shot first, the long sword of the unknown son is out of the sheath, and a touch of blue cold light is like the bright moon and autumn water, and suddenly the sword intent in the field is pervasive.

The long sword dragon groaned, raised a sword, and the sword light poured like the Milky Way, overwhelmingly rolling towards Ye Chengtao.

Hearing the chant of the long sword dragon, Shi Wuzheng's movements in his hand were a little faster.

"Wumingzi, the disciple of Kongtong, the seventeenth style of Mingyue has tended to be the realm of no tricks, and the Kongtong faction deserves to be the first person." Zhang Zhenbian spoke again.

As soon as Zhang Zhen finished speaking, Wumingzi had already made thirteen swords, and the speed of the sword moves was not fast, but it was subtle and abnormal, almost invisible, and Ye Chengtao had no chance to fight back.

At the time of the fourteenth sword, Ye Chengtao retreated sharply, fifteen swords came out, Ye Chengtao retreated again, sixteen swords rose, Ye Chengtao had no way to retreat, the dark blue sword light came with incomparable sword intent, Ye Chengtao's fork came out quickly, but he couldn't resist all the sword qi, and several clothes were cut into strips of cloth by the sword qi.

The Kongtong swordsman who didn't know the origin, sixteen swords, only sixteen swords defeated Ye Chengtao, who was ranked seventh, and the audience was in an uproar.

Ye Chengtao stood on the spot, and for a moment, he left the scene silently, leaving a rickety figure.

"Damn, hang like this." Gongsun Qigang jumped onto the glass curtain wall immediately after acupuncture, but the victory was already divided.

"This Bright Moon Seventeen Style is so powerful?" Gongsun Qi looked at Chu Xiang.

"With the intention of the sword, if there is a move, if there is no move, it is close to the way of heaven and earth." Chu Xiang said solemnly.

"Isn't that a virtual realm?" Gongsun Qi said in a deep voice.

Shi Wuzheng's expression was serious, looking at Wuzi on the field, not knowing what he was thinking.

"No, leading the way with a sword is just an illusion that the swordsmanship is extremely subtle, which makes people have an illusion." Chu Xiangdao.

The audience on the field was shocked by Wumingzi's inexplicable sixteen swords, but they didn't expect Ye Chengtao, who was ranked seventh, to lose so inexplicably, so unexpectedly, and he had no power to fight back.

This battle is more shocking than the fierce battle between Sun Ying and Yan Zhongda, there is no doubt that so far, the biggest dark horse in the challenge is this Wumingzi, who has captured all the light and become the most shining superstar in Wucheng.

Just when Chu Xiang was looking forward to who would come out to challenge this ignorant son, two voices sounded in the distance at the same time.

"Liu Boyong asks for advice."

"Li Xiaoshu asks."

The sword god who reached the top of the martial arts conference, and the peerless swordsman who ranked third, actually wanted to challenge this person who defeated Ye Chengtao with sixteen swords at the same time.

The two of them spoke out, who they want to fight with, and Wumingzi has the final say.

"Sword duel, please."

After all, Wumingzi still chose Li Xiaoshu, who ranked higher, after all, Ye Chengtao, who ranked seventh, was defeated by his sword, and it was of little significance to fight Liu Boyong, who ranked ninth.

Li Xiaoshu's figure flickered, the afterimage had not disappeared, and the person had already arrived in front of Wumingzi.

"I've heard the name for a long time, please." Ignorant Son.

"Each other, each other." Li Xiaoshu said, the long knife was unsheathed, the cold light was like electricity, and the mysterious knife that no one had ever seen appeared for the first time.

"The name of the knife is Daxia Dragon Sparrow, please." Li Xiaoshu crossed the knife in front of him.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, the legendary divine weapon, really existed in the world and was obtained by Li Xiaoshu.

Let the opponent know that he has a magic weapon in his hand, and he is above board, Li Xiaoshu's move won the audience's applause.

Wumingzi flicked the sword body, and the sword made a dragon chanting: "The sword is nameless, if you lose you today, you will be named." ”

Extremely arrogant words, sixteen swords defeated Ye Chengtao, he does have crazy capital. Li Xiaoshu was unmoved, the audience booed, and Wumingzi didn't care.

Inserting the scabbard on the ground, Li Xiaoshu's figure moved instantly, and a dazzling knife light went straight to Wumingzi, and the treasure knife seemed to be glowing.

The blue long sword rises, the body of the blind son moves slightly, the sword lifts the clouds and sees the sun, and the move is halfway, and it changes suddenly, like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace to be found, and the second is to the top.

"The first sword?" Shi Wuzheng said.

"First sword." Chu Xiangdao.

Two sentences and six words fell, and Wumingzi had already produced eleven swords, and the swords were connected, dragging out a piercing sound of metal rubbing. Eleven swords, Wu Mingzi did not have the upper hand, Li Xiaoshu's knife moves are simple, one move is extremely simple, like a woodcutter chopping wood, and like a chef cutting vegetables, which makes people feel extremely weird, but it is natural, making people feel as if the knife should be used like this.

There is no fixed order for the seventeen swords of Wumingzi, do whatever you want, after fifteen swords, Chu Xiang found that Wumingzi's sword style formed a dense sword net like a net, Li Xiaoshu saw the move, but it failed to affect his Mingyue seventeen style, this is not only a sword technique, but almost a Tao.

The avenue is invisible and unstoppable.

Seventeen swords came out, the sword net was like a sky net, the trajectory of the seventeen swords was clearly revealed, and Li Xiaoshu had no way out.

The Seventeen Swords of the Bright Moon are really invincible? Li Xiaoshu is defeated?

The sword net was approaching, Li Xiaoshu opened his voice, and the first time he saw a complex knife move, a move to fight in all directions, the cold sword gang swept out in all directions, and before the shout came out, the sword gang had broken through the sword net.

Breaking the seventeenth style of the bright moon, Li Xiaoshu was full of energy, the long knife was like electricity, and there was no bright son in the urgency.

The mastery was broken, Wumingzi did not panic, the long sword sword light continued, parrying Li Xiaoshu's fierce attack, after the three swords, Chu Xiang exclaimed: "It's still the Bright Moon Seventeen Style." ”

Wumingzi once again used the Bright Moon Seventeen Style, the difference is that the seventeen swords last time were ethereal and ethereal, but this time the sword momentum was thick and condensed.

This time, the order of the seventeen styles of the bright moon is different, obviously it is the same seventeen swords, and they are used in different orders, the last time it was attacking, this time it was defending, and it was an attack until the last seventeen styles were formed.

Almost the same sword net was formed again, Li Xiaoshu's sword momentum sank, and he once again used the night battle in all directions, the difference is that this time the night battle in all directions was like dragging mud and water, but there was no trace.