"Let's go!"

The referee gave an order, and the game began, which belonged to the duel between Jian San and Jian Yusheng, and the people outside the stadium instantly boiled.

Among the sword guards, Jian San and Jian Yusheng can be said to be on par among the younger generation.

Soon, the names of Jian San and Jian Yusheng were shouted by the group of people, and they resounded in the sky of the Sword Guarding Clan.

Jian San put the sword behind him, stood on top of the ring, and said incomparably gentlemanly: "Fourth sister, you make a move first." ”

The people below exploded in an instant, "The third young master is so handsome!" ”

"Third Young Master, come on."

"I didn't expect the third young master to be so gentlemanly!"

…………

The sword three competition began, and as the sword slave of the sword three, he had to wait on the side, and the next sword slave competition.

Jian Fengyi heard the shouts of the people in the audience, and secretly scolded a madman, I don't know what this little white face looks like.

Why doesn't anyone like me? My brother looks good, too.

With his face facing the sword, he clearly saw the delicate face on the sword.

It's just that because of malnutrition, he looks a little thin and his complexion is yellowish.

Jian Fengyi felt that he looked good, and said with some stinky fart: "Maybe that group of people have eyes and don't know Taishan." ”

In fact, in this world, appearance is only a part, and what is more important in comparison is strength.

Respect for martial arts, not because Jian Fengyi is not good-looking, so no one pays attention to him, mainly because he is just a little sword slave.

It's similar to the nature of the earth, where money comes first.

Here, it's about respecting martial arts.

Switch the perspective to Kenzo's side.

Jian Yusheng nodded and said playfully: "Okay, the third brother is careful." ”

Then, Qianying disappeared directly in place, leaving a trace of afterimage, which was terrifying.

Jian Fengyi sighed in the audience.

A few people close to the ring were also sighing something, "The half-step martial king powerhouse is really not ordinary. ”

One of them.

"yes, yes."

The rest should be in peace.

Jian Fengyi directly gasped and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a half-step martial king powerhouse.

Looking at this Jian Yusheng, he should be the same age as himself, a sixteen-year-old half-step martial king.

Look at yourself again, just a mortal, not even a martial artist.

In front of Jian Yusheng, I am afraid that he is a younger brother.

"What's wrong, surprised?" Suddenly, this sentence came from Jian Fengyi's side.

The voice was extremely beautiful, and Jian Fengyi turned his head to find that it was Su Ximo from before.

Jian Fengyi nodded truthfully, "Well, I'm surprised, I didn't expect it to be so strong." ”

"Giggles" Su Ximo chuckled, then stared at Jian Fengyi, and said lightly: "Actually, I am also a half-step Martial King realm." ”

“。。” , Jian Fengyi was instantly stunned, although he knew that Su Ximo's identity was not simple, but he didn't expect it to be so simple.

can actually accompany a person who can cultivate like a genius who is rare in a hundred years for the sword guarding clan, it seems that Su Ximo's background is not simple.

Seeing that Jian Fengyi didn't speak, Su Ximo asked curiously, "What's wrong, are you scared by me?"

Jian Fengyi didn't answer Su Ximo's question, but stared at her closely, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Su Ximo pointed at himself with his little finger, "I, guess." ”

The expression is very naughty and cute, "But then again, who are you?"

Jian Fengyi was puzzled: "Who am I?" As you saw a sword slave, what's wrong?"

"No, you don't look like a sword slave." Su Ximo said seriously.

"It's not like it."

"Hehe, whatever you think, but I was originally a sword slave, at least for now." Jian Fengyi shrugged his shoulders, turned his gaze to the competition, and no longer paid attention to Su Ximo.

"Hmph, what to pretend, I must teach you a good lesson in the next game!"

Su Ximo muttered and said a little angrily. This is the first time that someone dares to speak to her like this, although Su Ximo is not unreasonable.

But she felt that everyone could ignore her, but Jian Fengyi couldn't, I don't know why.

Jian Fengyi could hear it clearly, if it weren't for so many people watching, he might have to slip away directly.

Where the hell did you provoke this little girl of the half-step martial king, and she still had to teach me a lesson.

Jian Fengyi estimated that as long as Su Ximo moved his fingers, he might be the end of the game.

"Forget it, let's take one step at a time, it's really not good, I still have Conan, I'm looking forward to his ultimate move."

As soon as Jian Fengyi thought that he still had a hole card, his waist hardened, his legs were no longer sore, and his movements were brisk.

The battle between Jian San and Jian Yusheng had reached a white-hot stage, and Jian Yusheng was a little struggling and said, "I didn't expect that the third brother had actually reached the realm of a half-step martial king." ”

Jian San smiled, when he admitted it, he laughed wildly in his heart, "Hahahaha, Young Master Ben will definitely not be better than this kind of girl." ”

Seeing that Jian Yusheng was a little overwhelmed, Jian San felt that the balance of victory had already fallen to him.

I've endured it for so long, and it's finally a bit rewarding.

"What kind of genius that is rare in a hundred years for the sword guarding clan, I think it's just a fart."

Kenzo cursed inwardly.

Jian Yusheng said with a smile: "Third brother, I will use all my strength in the next blow, if you can take it, even if you win." ”

After saying that, he parked his sword in front of him, and kept muttering some incantation in his mouth.

Suddenly, the sword body shone brightly, and countless swords instantly appeared, directly surrounding Jian Yusheng.

The temperature around him dropped sharply, and the ring centered on Jian Yusheng formed an incomparably thick ice, and cold ice poured in from all directions.

A thick force of ice surged towards the sword in Jian Yusheng's hand from the bottom up.

The sword was constantly instilled with the power of ice, and Jian San was shocked when he saw it, what kind of swordsmanship was so strong.

Jian San didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly used the only local rank and lower level exercise of the sword guarding clan "Turning Sword into a Body"

Incarnate a sword - sword and shield style

The sword in Jian San's hand directly turned into a giant sword several meters long, blocking it straight in front of Jian San, and then Jian Yusheng's full force was blowen.

"Ice in the world."

Jian Yusheng's tone instantly became cold, and a sword slashed towards Jian San, and the powerful ice power struck towards the giant sword.

The temperature of the entire sword platform dropped to the extreme, and those with relatively low cultivation levels almost didn't make it through.

They complained bitterly in their hearts, and I just watched a game, how could they suffer so much.

Jian Fengyi, who was closest to the competition, was also confused, he felt that his entire hands and feet had been frozen, and his thinking gradually became sluggish.

", is this the legendary lying man who was also shot?"