Hua Yu's eyes reflected the huge knife qi that fell down, his head was slightly tilted, and the corners of his mouth smiled lightly, without the slightest fear.

Luo Quanzhou underestimated the power of the flying knife, Hua Yu's unique true qi was infused into the flying knife, and the moment the flying knife entered the body, it quickly rushed to his meridians, and the quality of his true qi was not as good as Hua Yu's flying knife true qi, and it was immediately dispersed.

Losing the control of the true qi, the huge sword qi that the ghost head knife slashed down also dispersed, leaving only the strong wind on his face, but it was not hurt by the flower rain at all.

There was a powerful xenomorph true qi in his body that was rampage, and Luo Quanzhou couldn't care about the attack anymore, so he had to forcibly use the true qi to suppress the flying knife true qi, and hurriedly saluted Hua Yu with a knife:

"The apprentice admits defeat, and Uncle Xie is merciful!"

Hua Yu nodded with a smile and said:

"Don't worry, my True Qi is quite special, I'll help you expel that Flying Knife True Qi, otherwise it may take you months to recover. ”

Luo Quanzhou paused, frowned and looked at Hua Yu, as if he had the intention of refusing.

You must know that if you are not a close person, no martial artist will let others touch and feel the true qi in your body, which is almost equivalent to putting your life and death in the hands of the other party.

Qing Tianyun, who was on the high standing stone seat, spoke at this time and said:

"Let Uncle Hua Yu help you remove that true qi, otherwise you will need to recuperate for at least a year. ”

Luo Quanzhou turned his head in surprise to look at the cliff master Qing Tianyun who was looking down coldly, and his heart was shocked, that true qi was really so powerful?

Feeling the true qi that was suppressed by his full strength but still rushed left and right, after a little hesitation, he still turned his head to Hua Yu and saluted, saying:

"That, it's too troublesome. ”

"It's okay, you can go back and recuperate in a few days. ”

Hua Yu reached out on the back of Luo Quanzhou's hand, and the true qi that entered his body quickly and gently followed the meridians to the back of his hand like a milk swallow returning to its nest, returning to Hua Yu's body.

Luo Quanzhou suddenly felt extremely relaxed, reached out and pulled out the flying knife that was half an inch into his shoulder, handed it back to Hua Yu, and jumped off the battle platform after the salute.

Looking at the rain of flowers standing indifferently on the battle platform, thousands of people in the square were silent.

The eight generations of disciples could not hide their inner shock, even Leng Yao, who had contact with Hua Yu, couldn't help but look at Hua Yu in a daze, and his heart was incomprehensible.

He is the personal disciple of the Lord of the Cliff, and he is the head of the eight generations of disciples, and he is also capable of overwhelming Luo Quanzhou with his martial arts, but he does not have the advantage of crushing like Hua Yu.

There was a lot of discussion among the disciples, but it was much more solemn.

Defeating the "Ghost Knife" with one move, even most of the seven generations of disciples can't do it.

Eight generations of disciples, no one can do it.

This knife has defeated the eight generations of disciples of the cliff.

Qing Tianyun swept Leng Yao, who was stunned and looked at Hua Yu, and said:

"Leng Yao, you go. ”

Leng Yao, who had recovered from his stunned state, looked at the master, hesitated slightly, and said:

"Master, I, I'm not my uncle's opponent. ”

While speaking, there was still an inexplicable unyielding feeling in his heart, and he suddenly raised his head, glanced at the master's love and fortune, and flew up to the battle platform with a little foot.

"The nephew knows that he is not the opponent of the uncle, but the nephew still wants to use the sword in his hand for a while. ”

Hua Yu smiled and looked solemn, but in his eyes was a cold Yao with a raging battle intent, and then turned his head to look at the cold and emotionless love fortune, before he said to Leng Yao:

"I first realized the artistic conception in the boulder 'Dao' word, and if you have the heart to fight, then look at the power of my artistic conception. ”

"The nephew is offended. ”

Boom!

A sword roared through the air.

"Heavenly Sword Technique"!

Cliff Supreme Kendo Secret Text.

At the same time, a sword light approached Hua Yu's eyes with the momentum of tearing the heavens and the earth.

So fast!

It's so strong!

This sword is not much better than the "Moon Yao" that the third aunt used when she entered the condensation!

Such a sword actually came from an innate realm!

While Hua Yu was shocked in his heart, the flying knife in his hand was not slow at all.

The Xuantie Flying Knife slowly rotated in the palm of the flat palm, and one palm greeted the torn sword light.

The flying knife was pushed out with the palm, and it rotated faster and faster, and in an instant, there was only a black shadow, and the air disappeared within a radius of two or three meters in front of the rolling ground, and the space trembled, and a faint sense of destruction appeared in it.

The sword light that tore through the heavens and the earth slowly appeared in it, and in an instant, the Xuantie Flying Knife that rotated into a black line also stopped rotating in an instant.

The power that shattered a radius of two or three meters also disappeared at the same time as the flying knife stopped spinning, and Leng Yao instinctively used the true qi of his whole body, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to make a contribution.

But at the same time, the Xuantie Flying Knife locked the sword in Leng Yao's hand, and the flying knife disappeared in an instant, hitting the tip of the sword at the moment when Leng Yao's sword momentum was about to change.

The surging force hit the tip of the sword, spreading to Leng Yao's entire arm, although the true qi of the flying knife had not entered the body, the powerful and sharp destructive force still shook his sword-holding hand, and the sword momentum that wanted to change was suddenly blocked.

But it doesn't end there.

Hua Yu's palm turned slightly, and the flying knife that hit Leng Yao's sword tip immediately staggered the tip of the sword with a slight change, and shot straight at his right shoulder.

He was a little sluggish, and he didn't have time to block the flying knife that suddenly changed direction, and the flying knife went into his shoulder, and he suffered the same treatment as Luo Quanzhou.

Hua Yu stepped forward to remove the flying knife true qi that had penetrated into the meridians in his body for him, patted Leng Yao, who was still slightly lost, and said:

"The road of kendo is long and endless, and with your talent, you will definitely be able to go further. ”

If you fail, you will fail, and as a personal disciple of love and fortune, Leng Yao is a temporary choice regardless of talent or temperament, and he quickly accepted the reality and recovered.

"Thank you Uncle for your advice, and I hope Uncle Shi will give me more guidance in the future. ”

Hua Yu smiled at the corner of his mouth, Leng Yao, this kid looked paralyzed, but he could really climb up the pole.

It's just that, I can't accept your uncle in vain.

"Yes, if you are improving in kendo, you can always challenge me. ”

"Uncle Xie!"

Then he turned to the love fortune that looked down on him:

"Master, the apprentice is defeated!"

Qing Tianyun looked at his personal disciple, bowed slightly, and said:

"Defeat without fear, your sword heart is hopeful. Very good. ”

Whether it was the eighth generation of innate disciples or the seventh generation of condensing disciples, they were in an uproar when they heard the words.

Kenshin is hopeful?

If you can become a sword heart, you can understand the sword realm, and you will really have a chance to step into the way of the sword!

This is the lifelong pursuit of every sword practitioner!

Even if the cliff is faintly the first sect in the world, and it is mainly based on sword cultivation, there are very few people who can step into the way of the sword.

This is equivalent to announcing the birth of another peerless powerhouse on the cliff.

Hua Yu was also slightly surprised when she heard this, and turned her head to look at her cheap nephew a few more times.

Listen to what his cheap senior brother means, Leng Yao, this kid still has the qualifications to compete with the third aunt in his heyday?!

Thinking of the third aunt, Hua Yu couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart, and the sadness in her eyes flashed.

"Is there anyone else in the eight generations of disciples who want to go to the battle platform?"

The uproar among the disciples was suppressed by the words of love and fortune.

As the chief disciple, Leng Yao only received half a move, even if there were still many people with hidden strength among the eight generations of disciples, they also knew that there was no hope of winning the flower rain, and no matter how much thought they had, they had to disperse.

"Seven generations of disciples, below the seventh grade of condensation, can go to the battle platform, and the winner will take over the position of the Nine Venerables!"

The cold voice of Love Heavenly Fortune spread throughout the square, and each of the seven generations of disciples had their own thoughts.

There was silence for more than a dozen breaths, and the scene was extremely quiet for a while.

In the end, someone plans to take the lead, as long as he wins the flower rain, he will be one of the nine.

The "Han Wu Praetorian Guard" deters the rivers and lakes, in addition to Qing Tianyun, the strongest man in the world, as the leader, its own strength and heritage are also worthy of one of the top ten sects.

Moreover, the army-like management system concentrates all power on the Commander and the Nine Lords.

Such power is even much greater than that of the sect leader, because the sect leader is also subject to the constraints of the elders and even the sect elders.

And in the "Han Wu Praetorian Guard", the will of the commander and the nine deities can be absolutely implemented.

Such a temptation, even a martial artist who is dedicated to pure cultivation will inevitably be tempted, the path of cultivation requires the assistance of many external objects, and power is the guarantee of these foreign objects.

The man with a long face and big eyes and two small beards at the corners of his lips moved and arrived on the battle platform.

"Senior Brother Hua, not everyone can take the position of Nine Venerables, you are only in the innate realm, so let's admit defeat as soon as possible. ”

"This senior brother, my flying knife hasn't been defeated yet!"

The man's face suddenly turned cold, and he snorted:

"Don't be ashamed, then don't blame the senior brother for not saving face for you!