You have to know who Long Xuan is, he is the top of Qihuang Zhengzong's sword-granting disciples, ranking first among the "Eight Sons of Sword-Bestowing". Ever since he had been promoted to a sword-granting disciple five years ago, Long Xuan had been the top existence among the sword-granting disciples for several years in the following years. The exercise he practiced was "Bi Tao Decision"!

This exercise has the level of the Yellow Order, and the characteristic of the exercise is that the offensive is endless, and one wave is better than another, which is similar to one of the styles of "Seven Steps of Eternal Life Knife".

With this set of exercises, Long Xuan didn't know how many disciples of the same rank he had defeated. And the subtlety of the exercises of "Bi Tao Decision" is that the power of the initial exercises is only average, but after more than a dozen moves, each of his moves has the power of the peak of the innate spirit god realm.

You must know that even a cultivator of the Innate Spirit God Realm is not able to exert his full strength in every punch and kick, generally speaking, according to the proficiency of the moves and the grade of the exercises, he can generally exert seventy to ninety percent of his strength.

And this set of "Bi Tao Duel" can allow the monk to exert every punch and every kick to the peak of the innate spirit god realm, which is extremely rare.

Although this state could only last for a cup of tea, ordinary monks could not withstand such a coherent and powerful attack.

With his extremely high proficiency in this technique, Long Xuan hadn't found an opponent among the sword disciples for too long.

But even such a strong character was injured by the name of the road that didn't use the magic weapon of the hundred refinements. The strength of this road name shocked many disciples of Qihuang Zhengzong!

"Well, you don't think that my skills are all based on that iron rod of the Hundred Refining Magic Weapon!" Lu Ming put away his fist and laughed.

Long Xuan bit his lip, every part of his body collapsed tightly, and he hugged his right arm in a cold sweat. At this time, his right arm was broken, and his strength was less than thirty percent, and his situation was a little miserable.

His exercises relied on continuous offensives, and the peak power of each move after his strength was full, but who would have thought that this disciple of the Danfeng Bailu Sect would be so fast, and this first hand knife would break his arm.

Whether it is in terms of strength or body style, he loses to the other party!

"Let's fight!" Long Xuan's right arm curled, and a long sword from his body stabbed towards Lu Ming. All the aura of the left hand clenched the fist into a blazing energy, and exploded at the name of the road!

"Blue waves soaring to the sky!"

Long Xuan's roar pierced the sky, this hand of Bi Tao soaring to the sky is a forbidden move in "Bi Tao Duel", although it can increase his lethality to the peak of the fist spirit realm in an instant, but the price is not small.

After using this trick, the essence and blood of the whole person will be depleted, so they will also lose the ability to fight again, and they will need to stay in bed for two months!

Seeing that Long Xuan's extremely powerful trick pressed the leader of the road name, he laughed wildly, and the spiritual light on his body condensed into the palm of his right hand, and his palm became extremely green at this time, making everyone watching the battle feel uncomfortable from afar!

Then a dazzling green light bloomed from his right palm, pushing Lu Ming's Jedi blow to Shanglong Xuan!

Boom!

The air burst with a burst of air, and everyone's ears felt a roar. I saw that in a dazzling spiritual light, Long Xuan's body flew back a few feet, his right hand was bleeding from the tiger's mouth, and the person also leaned on a hundred-year-old pine and fell unconscious!

"This is the best of your sword disciples? With that, Lu Ming turned his head and smiled at the sect master.

This person's humble appearance at the beginning has also changed due to many victories, and being able to defeat the strongest of the Qihuang Orthodox Sword Conferring Disciples made him not only a little fluttering, but also fantasized about the rewards of the elders after returning to the sect.

"It's a pity, Old Ge, your generation of disciples can't do it!" Yun Qing frowned, half-smiled sideways to Ge Shan's side, and patted him on the shoulder.

Ge Shan's breathing became heavier a little bit, and many disciples of the Qihuang Orthodox Sect were defeated one after another today, which not only boosted the morale of the disciples of the Danfeng Bailu Sect, but also made the people of the Qihuang Orthodox Sect as the host uneasy.

"Danfeng Bailu Sect is really strong!" Many people flashed this thought, and their trust in the sect was greatly reduced.

The old fox Ge Shan had already seen the mentality of many disciples at this time, and he knew that he had to do something to redeem it. Otherwise, in the hearts of the disciples, the lofty status of the sect will be affected because of this incident.

He swept in front of the many disciples of Qihuang Zhengzong present, trying to find a good player who could win back a game. This time, don't say that he completely defeated Danfeng Bailu Sect, as long as he pulled back a game, he would be thankful.

When he saw that Zhen Yinjian was also quietly watching the game in the crowd, his face bloomed with a smile. If there were any of the sword granting disciples present who could defeat Lu Ming, Zhen Yinjian might be the best choice.

Although his cultivation is only in the Innate Spirit God Realm, and it is said that his strength is only at the level of the top three of the "Eight Sons of the Sword Grant", he always faintly feels that Zhen Yinjian's strength is more than that.

Therefore, when he saw Zhen Yinjian's face, he immediately made a decision!

"Zhen Yinjian, have you come to learn from the name of the Danfeng Bailu Sect, do you have any confidence?" Ge Shanci looked at him with a kind eyebrow.

"No problem?" Zhen Yinjian agreed, he didn't want to miss such an opportunity to fight.

After all, he is currently in the sect, but he lacks high-level practical experience.

"Lu Ming, go ahead, show the disciples of Qihuang Zhengzong your strength, don't leave your hands. Yun Qing motioned to Lu Ming to settle the battle, and he was expecting a more exciting result.

Qihuang Zhengzong lost all four battles, and the loss was so ugly, this must have made the faces of those elders and sect masters of the sect very ugly!

Of course, there is something else hidden in this competition, it is the Danfeng Bailu Sect to test the strength of the disciples of the Qihuang Sect. If it's just this level, maybe the next time the Donghua Imperial Sect is promoted to the qualification evaluation, the Danfeng Bailu Sect will take advantage of it!

If any sect is inferior to others in terms of disciple strength, exercises, and other hard powers, it will not be long before it faces the disaster of the sect's demise!

"The Innate Spirit Realm is proficient, boy, you better get down early, although the first two are rice buckets, their cultivation is still much higher than yours. Lu Ming sighed, his face full of disapproval.

Zhen Yinjian walked into it slowly, chuckled and asked:

"Who told you that the higher your cultivation, the stronger your strength must be?"

"Hmph, I hope you will lose after a while, and your tone can be so hard!" Lu Mingwei laughed and didn't say much.

WhewW......

At this time, Lu Ming took out the black iron rod of the hundred refining magic weapon, and the long stick swirled in the air like a streamer. Pinching the iron rod, Lu Ming jumped up and smashed it at Zhen Yinjian's head, obviously he planned to use a wave of force to end today's competition perfectly.

"Demon Killer Stick!"

The strength of Lu Ming's right hand accumulated into the palm, and then swept at Zhen Yinjian with a powerful blow. I have practiced this kung fu for many years, and my understanding of him is very rich.

Back then, this low-grade stick technique was taught to him by his master, Elder Xiaoyao, when he saw him create his own stick moves. If it weren't for the love stick, he wouldn't have been able to obtain this black stick of the hundred refining magic weapon rewarded by the sect - Breaking the Heavens!

......

Elder Xiaoyao asked, "Disciple, why did you come to me?"

In fact, with Elder Xiaoyao's experience, how could he not understand the careful thinking of the road name?

It's just that he doesn't break it.

Lu Ming said: "The apprentice usually doesn't like to dance swords and swords, he likes sticks the most, the stick martial arts in the sect are very scarce, the master has traveled all over the world, has seen a wide range of knowledge, have you ever known what stick martial arts?"

Elder Xiaoyao groaned slightly, and said secretly: "Stick, the lethality is low, it seems that my disciple doesn't like to fight and kill." ”

"Stick martial arts, I do have a copy here, and it is a spirit-level martial art, but it can't be passed on to you. Elder Xiaoyao said.

Xuanjie stick martial arts?

The name of the road is secretly staggering, the master is indeed powerful, even the ordinary stick martial arts in the sect are only at the top of the yellow rank, or a master of the gun made up, at first glance it looks nondescript, and the name of the road does not dare to practice.

Lu Ming immediately said urgently: "Master, the apprentice sincerely learns the stick." ”

Elder Xiaoyao said: "Weapons, don't choose lightly, I want to test you, do you really have this talent, if not, it's too late to change now." ”

"Try me?" Lu Ming's eyes rolled, and he immediately understood what the master meant.

"Okay, Master, then I'll break up two tricks with you. "Lu Ming is arrogant, and he can live two tricks with a master like Elder Xiaoyao, I'm afraid that many martial artists can't dream of it.

Lu Ming immediately took out the black iron rod, a magic weapon of refining, and was eager to try it, and when he saw the master's weapon, he was stunned and said, "Little wooden stick?"

"Pick up!" said Elder Xiaoyao.

"Okay!" Lu Ming's eyes froze, and he slashed his head, now his strength is stronger, and the more powerful the black iron rod is in his hands, the more terrifying the momentum.

"Be careful!" the name of the road reminded.

Elder Xiaoyao did not dodge or dodge, and this terrifying attack was gently blocked by him with a small wooden stick.

"Come again. ”

Lu Ming's iron rod was pumped, and then he poked hard, knowing that this trick was difficult to work, and then quickly picked it up, and was easily blocked by the master, knowing that the master was testing himself, and he didn't keep it, and finally used his own realized stunt.

The body arched, followed the forward rush, the muscles arched, and now, the name of the road knows more, and even adds a trace of rotational power, making the penetration stronger, and the power is dozens of times more than in the past.

Elder Xiaoyao gently poked the tip of Lu Ming's stick with the small wooden stick in his hand, and a soft force was transmitted, dissolving the strength of Lu Ming and stopping the dispute.

Elder Xiaoyao said: "This style is not small, but the posture is so embarrassing and ugly, it is not like an ordinary martial art. ”

Lu Ming hurriedly said: "Back to Master, this trick was created by the disciple himself." The origin of this trick was briefly explained.

After hearing this, a fine light flashed in Elder Xiaoyao's eyes, and he nodded secretly, and said, "The foundation is very good, this martial art can be passed on to you." I thought to myself: "This son is talented, different from ordinary people, and can endure hardships, and the future is limitless." ”