The two men were far away, but the air was already filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Not as if, but already.

Looking at the two of them looking at each other from afar on the horse, Princess Jinyang seemed to hear the sound of crackling sparks.

This is not a collision with any wind and snow, but a collision of murderous spirits.

Between practitioners, the collision of true qualities.

The battlefield has begun, and the fight has begun.

Everything happened just now, but Princess Jinyang saw it, and many high-level cultivators saw it.

At the moment when Zhu Luan stretched out his hand to grab the arrow, Song Huaizhu, who had just turned the corner on the racecourse track in the distance, immediately raised his hand and knocked down the quiver beside Zhu Luan with Zhenyuan.

Very direct means.

Simple, brutal.

And there are no violations.

In the arena where the archery test is held, all fights are allowed, except for direct attacks on the candidates themselves.

Otherwise, mounted archery will become a battle.

Of course, Song Huaizhu can do this, as long as you can do it.

In order to win, this is indeed a good way to win.

Duan Lizheng took his hand off the hilt of Cold Moon's sword.

He was about to do this just now, but at such a distance, he was about to draw his sword and condense the true yuan, which was a beat slower than Song Huaizhu who raised his hand directly.

Because of the previous interruption, they were a beat slower than the woman, Duan Lizheng knew very well that for her, no matter what terrain it was, it was easy to shoot five arrows, and it would take a minute to get the arrows.

Then you can't let her get the arrows.

But according to the only rule, she can't attack herself, let alone the war horse.

Then attack the quiver.

The rules of the test are like this, but the people of the Great Zhou, who have been watching it for many years, can hardly bear such stimulation.

And the cultivators outside the field were even more stunned to look at the three people who had turned the horseback archery they had originally remembered as something in another realm.

"It's been almost a decade since I've seen such a ride."

In the box on the lower floor of the noble man's box where the Xiliang Sword Saint was located, Du Haoqian looked at his old friends beside him.

"Is that so?" And the man who stood up looked at the red in the distance expressionlessly.

"I've never met this kind of guy who shoots at the school yard on the track," Du Hao said, "I've only heard of Gushi-sama's class." ”

The young soldier said with emotion, looking at the old acquaintance with a higher official position next to him.

"Haochu."

"Yes." Duan Haochu still said expressionlessly, "But I can't understand it." ”

Even though the interlocutor had such an attitude, he still couldn't suppress Du Haoqian's excitement, he looked at Song Huaizhu and Duan Lizheng, who were already close to the school field, and continued to sigh.

"But even if it is placed in the history of the examination, a distance like the Xie Yuan of Lanzhou is rare."

Du Haoqian narrowed his eyes, "Is he really in the middle of the Ascending Pole?" ”

The breath is so, but the degree of condensation of the true element is not the same.

"I said, I don't understand this." Duan Haochu said lightly.

"It's a pity," Du Haoqian sighed, but the next moment he still looked at the field with sparkling eyes, although Duan Haochu was not a cultivator, he was still very happy that he could show his true nature wantonly in front of this bad friend.

"Your brother is not bad, these two are going to cross the railing!"

Just when Zhu Luan arrived at the position of the second quiver, Song Huaizhu and Duan Lizheng's horses also arrived, Song Huaizhu was in front of Duan Lizheng in the back, and the distance between the two horses was less than a zhang, which can be said to be indistinguishable, but what needs to be considered is that Song Huaizhu also raised his hand to interfere with Zhu Luan in the school yard before.

And at this time, Duan Lizheng keenly discovered that Song Huaizhu had already released the reins of the horse with another hand.

He held the reins with one hand, and the black horse under him raised his hooves and leaped, one hand was indeed remarkable, but it could not be faster than Duan Lizheng with all his strength. The boy let out a clear drink, and the two black horses finally marched in unison in the air.

And just when he was still in the air, Song Huaizhu raised his hand again.

Duan Lizheng only felt a gust of wind pass by his ears, the young man's sideburns were flying, and a sharp air flow brushed Duan Lizheng and suddenly hit the back of the girl in front of him.

And just when this column of qi shot at the second arrow pillar with lightning speed like the last time, Zhu Luan turned around as expected!

The next moment, a silver light descended, and the snow-white sword light suddenly lit up, like a lightning bolt across the sky, splitting the air flow in half!

Duan Lizheng's pupils shrank.

Just when Song Huaizhu sent out that air current, this time Zhu Luan did not dodge, but drew his sword to cut off the water!

Zhu Luan drew his sword and blocked Song Huaizhu's second blow with a sword!

It was happening so fast that almost no one could see what was happening.

And the next moment, someone recognized the cold light on Zhu Luan's hand.

"Naked Sword!"

Du Haoqian, who was talking endlessly in the box, was stunned, while Duan Haochu sat motionless on the seat, like a statue.

Duan Lizheng, who completely saw that scene, was also stunned.

She changed her scabbard.

After Zhu Luan arrived in the Divine Capital, there was no trace of the naked sword, and when they went out together this time, Duan Lizheng only saw a scabbard hanging from her waist that was not pure black, and thought that she still brought an ordinary sword as before.

At this moment, the wood-colored scabbard shattered inch by inch, revealing the night-black background inside.

It's really a naked sword.

Princess Jinyang, who was mixed in the crowd, pulled the hat on her head, and her eyes under the hat were complicated.

Whether they are or she, they have done their best from the beginning in this test.

No one knows what will happen after that.

Song Huaizhu's gaze became more and more cold.

Then the next moment he drew a knife with his backhand!

There was an exclamation from the sidelines again, and anyone could see that Huizhou Xie Yuan and Lanzhou Xie Yuan had entered a fierce confrontation.

Song Huaizhu and Duan Lizheng's war horses fell into the ground of the school field at the same time, and at this time, the war horses of the Xiliang Sword Pavilion had also entered the last lap, Mo Han and Ruan Qing started the final sprint, and although Su Qing was one lap behind, he rushed to a position relatively close to the school field at this time.

I don't know what inspired her, she also raised her hand, and the true qi in her hand exploded like a flood, heading towards Zhu Luan by the second quiver!

Although the distance was not close, her true qi exploded without any exquisiteness, without the slightest condensation at all, and rushed towards the girl's body and the horse like a mess!

No matter what time it is, it's easier to hit a man or a horse than a pillar!

And looking at Zhu Luan and Song Huaizhu, who were holding swords and swords, the eyes of the other Xiliang Sword Pavilion disciples except Mo Han and Ruan Qing were filled with secret joy.

As long as these two people cannibalize each other, they still have a chance to fish in troubled waters! After all, women are carried away by the so-called victory......

A loud explosion rang out in the school grounds.

What happened next happened around the same time.

Song Huaizhu, who drew the knife, used the knife as a medium to burst out a large strand of true yuan, but instead of rushing towards the girl, he rushed towards the first quiver that was knocked to the ground, and in the process of spraying the qi column in his hand, it happened to hit Su Qing's true qi and hit it to pieces.

Zhu Luan looked at the lack of anything behind him and stretched out his hand towards the second quiver.

Duan Lizheng didn't look at anything, and rushed to the third quiver.

The feather arrows of the first quiver were rushed up from the muddy water by the air current, and the heavenly maiden fell like a scattered flower, and was taken down by Song Huaizhu.

Zhu Luan has two arrows in his mouth, and three arrows are wound.

Duan Lizheng reached the third quiver and reached out to grab the arrow.

The next moment, a huge amount of dust rose from the school grounds.

The cracks split into the air.