"Your Excellency is indeed right, the sword technique and martial arts must take a lot of time to cultivate before they can be achieved, the longer the time, the more hot the heat, and the more terrifying the power of the sword technique. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Yi Qiu smiled and said in line with the purple-shirted martial artist.

Hearing this, the purple-shirted warrior raised his eyebrows, revealing a somewhat surprised expression, obviously he didn't expect Yi Qiu to be not angry, but agreed with his point of view.

Thinking of this, the purple-shirted warrior's face showed a little smugness.

However, the purple-shirted martial artist hadn't been happy for too long, and Yi Qiu's next words made his face embarrassed in vain.

"But what we are talking about, there is a premise, that is, the understanding of the sword, a person with too poor understanding, even if he practices the sword for ten years, it may not be as great as a genius practicing the sword for one day, so it is too ridiculous to talk about time alone. ”

Yi Qiu's implication, the purple-shirted martial artist naturally heard it a long time ago, and his eyes suddenly sank: "Hmph, you mean, your understanding of the sword is stronger than mine?"

Yi Qiu smiled faintly and said, "It's not strong, it's not in a realm, to defeat you, I don't need to use any sword moves to be enough." ”

"Arrogance, since that's the case, let me learn your tricks!"

When the purple-shirted martial artist heard Yi Qiu's words, the expression on his face was indescribably hideous, you must know that he was in their family, but he was a very famous swordsmanship genius, although he couldn't be compared with those top swordsmanship geniuses, but he was also famous.

So why has he ever been treated with such contempt?

And this contempt still comes from a warrior in his twenties, how can he bear it, he immediately roared, raised the iron sword, and wanted to perform swordsmanship.

"Hmph, your sword is too slow!"

Yi Qiu's eyes flashed, and under the slight shaking of his figure, he suddenly appeared in front of the purple-shirted warrior, and then the iron sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning.

Whew!

Three sharp sounds of breaking the air sounded, and before the purple-shirted warrior had time to perform his swordsmanship, Yi Qiu's iron sword had already come first, and the three swords were one!

Yi Qiu's sword didn't have any moves at all, only relying on the sword speed of the white tiger bloodline and the true dragon power of the supreme dragon power, so the speed of the attack could be called lightning, even if the purple-shirted warrior was strong in swordsmanship, he didn't have time to use it at all, so he had to hurriedly raise the iron sword to block his chest.

Bang Bang Bang!

After a piercing sound of metal clashing, the purple-shirted warrior suddenly felt a terrifying power, which was transmitted from Yi Qiu's iron sword to his sword, and the domineering power suddenly shocked his mouth numb, and his chest was about to crack.

Burst!

The purple-shirted warrior retreated more than a dozen steps before he could stand firmly, and a bloody arrow suddenly erupted from his mouth, obviously suffering a heavy blow.

Everyone in the audience, seeing this scene, was all dumbfounded, this Yi Qiu is so strong, it turned out to be just inconspicuous, without any moves to speak of, a sword seriously injured this purple-shirted warrior, this strength is too terrifying!

At this moment, even the Sword Venerable Referee on the side couldn't help but shrink his pupils, revealing a look of horror.

"Such a fast sword, the speed of this sword, I'm afraid that even compared with the person who has condensed the sword heart of speed, it is not weak at all, is it possible that this person has condensed the sword heart of speed? But how is this possible, he is only in his twenties......"

At this moment, Yi Qiu looked at the purple-shirted martial artist who was seriously injured by his sword, smiled faintly, and said, "Let me ask you, are you convinced now?"

The purple-shirted warrior looked shocked and said, "Why is your sword speed so fast? And your strength, is it really just the Blood King? You can't be cheating, right?" ”

"Cheating?"

Yi Qiu said expressionlessly: "If I cheat, do you think the referee will let me stay on the battle platform?" So you better abstain quickly, otherwise I won't guarantee that the next sword will not hurt you." ”

Hearing this, the purple-shirted warrior's face turned a little pale, although he was a little unwilling, but he also knew that he really didn't have any resistance in the face of Yi Qiu, so after gritting his teeth, he left with a blue face.

"Alright, let's be next!"

After defeating the purple-shirted warriors, seven or eight more warriors soon ascended the battle platform in a row, but as a result, almost none of them were able to allow Yi Qiu to perform a move and a half, and no one was even able to go through three rounds under Yi Qiu.

With the terrifying sword speed of the White Tiger Bloodline and the ferocious strength of the True Dragon Bloodline, Yi Qiu easily defeated nine people in a row, shocking the entire square, and the people present looked at Yi Qiu's gaze, no longer as contemptuous as before, but full of fear.

Yi Qiu took a deep breath and said secretly in his heart: "There are nine, one more, and you can advance to the finals." ”

With a flash of his eyes, Yi Qiu looked at the people below and said, "Which other brother is willing to come up and teach a lesson?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone below took a step back, obviously completely shocked by Yi Qiu's strength, and no one dared to go up to challenge again.

After waiting for a long time, no one came to the stage, Yi Qiu was not only a little depressed, he knew that this was the case, he didn't show so much strength, so that no one continued to challenge now, and in desperation, he looked at the referee and said, "What if no one challenges?"

The referee coughed dryly and said, "Within half an hour, if no one dares to come forward to challenge, even if you automatically advance." ”

Hearing this, Yi Qiu relieved himself, it was enough for him to just advance to the finals, and as for winning a few games in a row, it didn't mean anything to him.

Half an hour later, Yi Qiu successfully advanced to the finals of the Sword Debate Conference without anyone to challenge him.

At this moment, the other seven battle platforms are still fighting fiercely.

"Brother Yi Qiuxian, your strength is too exaggerated, obviously you are competing in swordsmanship, but you don't use swordsmanship at all, just with the power of the White Tiger bloodline, you can easily advance! After seeing Yi Qiu walk off the battlefield, Qin Feng came up and said with a smile.

Yi Qiu shook his head and said, "This is just a preliminary competition, all the people who came up are some ordinary characters, not even a person who cultivates a ground-level sword technique, if you meet a real sword master, it is still impossible to win easily with these alone." ”

"Brother Yi Qiuxian is right, today is only the preliminary round, tomorrow is the real day of competition, you must know that none of the martial artists who can advance to the finals are weak, and their strength is very strong, especially Ye Wuyan of Ye Huangfu, so if Brother Yi Qiuxian wants to get the first place in this sword conference, he must not take it lightly. ”

"Well, Brother Qin, don't worry, tomorrow I will definitely win the first place in the Sword Conference. ”

(To be continued.) )