It is said that this iron clothes and iron inches are the children of Tiecheng Mountain, the deputy general of the City Lord's Mansion, and they are cultivated to a must, and the entire City Lord's Mansion has come to this point, except for Liu Yuexi, there are only these two people.

It's just that compared to Tie Wuyi, Tie Cunxin's luck is really a little bad, and he actually met a master like Ling Guyi!

Tie Wuyi clenched his fists and shook his head at the woman who was about to play: "Ling Guyi's cultivation has reached the Xuanwu realm, don't be reluctant to ...... this one."

Tie Cunxin didn't have so many worries, jumped freely, jumped into the ring, and turned a deaf ear to his brother's advice.

"Ling Gongzi, please advise!"

Tie Cunxin is a son and daughter of the army, and he has his own enthusiasm, and he is not only sorry for such a genius, but even more excited!

There was a sneer on the corner of Ling Guyi's mouth, although his targets were Yan Chen and Liu Yuexi, but Lin Lang and Liu Yutang now had a tendency to tear their faces apart, and he would not let go of the people of the City Lord's Mansion easily!

"A thousand machines are broken!"

Tie Cunxin holds a red tassel spear in his hand, his hair is tied up high, and he is dressed in iron armor.

The prodigal son's spear technique is a commonly used spear technique in the Yunlan County Army, which is a mortal-level high-grade martial art, which is divided into three types: Thousand Machine Break, Canglong Break, and Tianxuan Break!

One of them pays attention to the ever-changing, which catches the opponent off guard, and this trick has long been practiced perfectly!

Seeing the shadow of the guns in the sky, Ling Guyi was unhurried, the folding fan in his hand was lightly picked, and the wind waved lightly!

Hearing a click, the overwhelming shadow of the gun suddenly disappeared without a trace!

With a mere paper fan can be worth the opponent's steel gun, how strong is this waterfront city on the first day? Could it be that he still can't see him draw his sword in this scene?

One trick failed to work, there was no accident in the iron heart, a chic turn, and the gun was like a dragon!

"Canglong Po!"

Canglong Po pays attention to breaking the enemy with strength, this shot, I am afraid that it is not less than the strength of Jiuniu!

Ling Guyi's face changed slightly, and he dodged the front edge of the spear sideways, and swung out with one palm, dissolving a move again!

In the blink of an eye, I saw the sharp edge of the iron inch heart gun change violently, and smashed the yellow dragon with one shot, stabbing the opponent in the abdomen!

"Tianxuan is broken!"

Different from the previous two styles, Tianxuan broke the main momentum, and the power of one shot was enough to make thousands of nights frightened!

At the same time as the tip of the spear stabbed violently, the entire ring was surrounded by the iron-hearted True Yuan.

"Canglong Po!"

On top of this gun, the power of Canglong Po and Tianxuan Po is superimposed, and Rao is Xuanwu Realm does not dare to underestimate this gun!

"The City Lord's Mansion really hides the Dragon and Crouching Tiger, and it can actually practice such an ordinary set of mortal-level martial arts to such an extent!"

"Yes, this move is not far from the spirit-level martial arts, and this woman is also a geek!"

Not only did everyone talk about it, but the gray-robed old man who was standing behind the beautiful woman couldn't help but praise: "At a young age, the comprehension of spearmanship has such attainments, if someone teaches it carefully, it will not be difficult to step into the realm of intention in the future!" ”

"In this way, we should be able to force the sword to come out on the first day!"

Ling Gu's face was gloomy, this Lingwu Realm ant could actually force him to draw his sword? For him, it was a great shame!

"Since you want to see me draw my sword, then I will fulfill you! Spirit-level swordsmanship, Yuehua three slashes! ”

The long sword in Ling Guyi's hand is a low-grade spiritual weapon, made of purple gold, and the sword body is engraved with wind runes!

The moment the sword was drawn, a purple crescent moon appeared, and in an instant, it tore the wind in the sky to pieces, and the sword blade pointed at it, the shadow of the gun in the iron heart was like paper paste, and it was completely shattered in the blink of an eye!

"Not good!"

Tie Cunxin didn't expect Ling Guyi's sword dao to be so strong, and the purple crescent moon in all directions dazzled her even more.

"The sword qi is Ling Ran, condensed but not dispersed! This son's sword path has reached the intermediate level of the form realm, and it is even better than the girl in the City Lord's Mansion! ”

The gray-robed old man's eyes shone brightly: "There are so many good seedlings in a mere waterfront city, it's good!" Not bad! ”

Seeing that the other party was at a loss, Ling Gu sneered, and the long sword moved violently, increasing his strength by three points.

"Yuehua three slashes!"

"Huh? It's just a martial arts, how dare this son be so ruthless? ”

Seeing the extraordinary power of this sword, Liu Yutang and Tiechengshan in the audience changed their faces at the same time: "Stop!" ”

It's a pity that the sword qi has reached the heart of the iron inch less than three feet away, and the woman's face is even more frightened!

The true yuan in the hands of the gray-robed old man gradually condensed, and he was about to make a move, but his previous performance of iron heart had already made him cherish his talents! How could he wish a good seedling to die here?

"Huh!"

However, before the old man could make a move, at this critical moment, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, and the three-foot green blade rose from the ground, blocking the sword qi in the sky cleanly!

"Who?"

Suddenly such an accident happened, and everyone on the field was shocked, even the gray-robed old man was stunned.

Ling Guyi's face was even more ugly, seeing that the other party was going to die under his sword, who was meddling?

After taking a look, I saw that the black shadow was actually a black long sword, the sword body was much wider than the one in Ling Guyi's hand, and the green blade in the middle of it had not completely subsided, standing in Taichung, impartial!

It's the Spirit Sword, Soul Breaker!

Tie Cunxin, who had survived the catastrophe, patted her chest, and she also wanted to know who saved her life!

"This sword looks familiar......"

"It's just a competition, why does Ling Gongzi need a human life?" Before everyone could talk about it, Yan Chen stood up on his own.

Everyone turned their heads when they heard the voice, and when they saw that it was Yan Chen, they all suddenly said: "I just said that this sword looks familiar, but I didn't expect it to be Yan Gongzi's!" ”

"Yan Gongzi can actually take this sword so easily?"

"It seems that the name of Linshui City on the first day still needs to be considered......"

Knowing that the initiator of this sword was Yan Chen, Ling Guyi's face was even more ugly: "There are rules in the ring, the skills are not as good as others, and you deserve to die under other people's swords, how can you be nosy!" ”

Hearing this, Yan Chen laughed instead of being angry, and after thinking about it for a while, he had a plan.

"Oh? Is Yan nosy? Good! ”

Speaking of this, Yan Chen arched his hand towards the ghost spirit and the man: "Referee senior, ghost girl, although Yan is eager to save people, but it is indeed interfering with the progress of the game, according to the previous rules, how to deal with it?" ”

When Yanchen spoke, the referee was a little strange, but he also replied truthfully: "You should be disqualified......

"This ......"

Before others could speak, Yan Chen took a sip and said, "Okay! ”

"Ling Gongzi, did you hear clearly? Yan is about to be disqualified! ”

At the same time, Yan Chen's face was full of indifference, and he couldn't help but make everyone wonder!

Seeing Yan Chen's fearless appearance, Ling Gu knew what the other party was planning, if Yan Chen was really disqualified, his mind about cutting him on stage would be completely ruined!

Could this young man have seen through his thoughts?

"Good! Good! Good! ”

Realizing that he had been pinched by the other party to a weak point, Ling Gu gritted his teeth in anger and said three good words in a row.

"The referee is a lonely one who doesn't know the importance of it...... Yan Chen's move is beneficial and harmless to this martial arts, and I also ask my seniors to open up the net, if you want to blame, please blame Lone......"

The scene in front of him made everyone present dumbfounded, these two should be opposed, how can they all think about each other?

The man gave the spirit a look, and the latter nodded before replying: "Both of them are handsome people in Linshui City, presumably Ling Gongzi is also a quick sword, and Yan Gongzi is even more eager to save people, so let's stop this matter...... In this game, Lin Jialing won alone! ”

Listening to this man's announcement of the result, although Ling Guyi was victorious, he secretly gritted his teeth with hatred, and the sentence was clearly slapping him in the face......

At this moment, the last person to come back to his senses was the gray-robed old man, who seemed to have lost his soul, frowned, and kept chanting: "This is impossible......"

The glamorous woman raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong?" ”

"Back to Miss, there is a little bit that the old slave doesn't understand, you see what is so special about that black sword!"

The woman's brows tightened, and she stared at the stage for a long time: "The sword body has not been carved, and there is no rune carving, except for the material, there is nothing special!" ”

"Yes, but it is precisely because it has nothing special that it has become the most special place for him!"

Seeing that the old man was excited, the woman was puzzled: "How can you say this?" ”

"Look at the place where the sword body falls, it is right in the center of Ling Guyi's sword qi, only at this angle can all the sword qi be blocked, and the sword body is stable, there is no mistake!"

"If that sword is some kind of divine weapon, it doesn't matter, but it's just an uncast piece of meteoric iron, how strong the control and kendo cultivation of the person who comes out of the sword must be!"

Listening to the old man, the expression on the beautiful woman's face gradually changed, and in the end, she was a little more surprised.

After half an hour, the woman pursed her red lips with empty eyes and pursed her red lips: "This can't be his own strength, maybe Yan Nantian left him some backhand......

After Tie Cunxin stepped down, he still had lingering palpitations about the previous sword, and even ignored Tie Wuyi's inquiry, and a pair of eyes kept circling on Yan Chen and Ling Gu!

"In the next game, Liu Shenghua of the Liu family will face Yanchen of the Lin family!"

The broken soul is still in the ring, and the next game is actually Yan Chen, which is really a coincidence.

Compared with Yan Chen, Liu Shenghua is a little burly, but he doesn't dare to underestimate Yan Chen at all! In Linshui City, the Liu family is not a big force, and he is the only one in his entire family who has broken through to this point!

Yan Chen has also seen this person's previous battles, his ability has no bright spots, only his strength is extraordinary, and the people who are defeated under him are all submitted by force, and there is no such thing as fancy!

After Yanchen came to the stage, Liu Shenghua bowed his hand: "Yan Gongzi, my old Liu is not good at weapons, and I can handle this pair of iron fists all over my body, how about you and I compare strength?" ”

Huiwu does not explicitly stipulate that there are any weapon restrictions, and judging from Fang Cai's sword, Yan Chen's sword is not weak, and no one thinks that Yan Chen will agree to Liu Shenghua's request!

However, Yan Chen was a little too happy, and he didn't have any intention of retrieving the broken soul, so he just spread it with one hand: "If you are not good at weapons, Yan will not take advantage of you, you and I will fight with our bare hands!" ”

Liu Shenghua obviously didn't expect Yan Chen to agree so happily, as if he was afraid that the latter would regret it, so he hurriedly made a move: "Okay!" Let's fight! ”

Liu Shenghua's simple punch struck, feeling the gust of fist wind, Yan Chen raised his eyebrows: "The power of eight bulls!" ”