Leng Xinyue is dressed in red, she looks quite luxurious, her age is only seventeen or eighteen, and her appearance looks outstanding. On the other hand, Lu Changjian's appearance is a little unsatisfactory, if it is really a person to name him, he is not tall, but his face is particularly long, it seems to match the name of the long sword, so his face is not only long, but also his chin is even more pointed, no matter how it looks, it makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Leng Xinyue's long skirt danced lightly, and a golden long sword appeared in her hand, the sword body was very wide, and it looked more like an axe, but it was separated by the hilt, and it looked more like a butterfly.

"My sword is made of meteorites outside the sky, and its name is called: Meteor Butterfly Sword, and I hope that Senior Brother Changjian will give me a lot of advice. Leng Xinyue arched her hand first.

"Polite, polite......" Lu Changjian seemed to be disdainful, and the handprint was also a sword out of the body.

Wow......

The sword flashed through the cold rays of ten thousand ways, and the sword qi roared in the sky, as if it was stirring the wind and clouds, this sword came out, as if it could move mountains, pour the sea, subdue demons, suppress demons, and kill gods, pick stars, break the river, destroy the city, and open the sky!

Lu Changjian chuckled lightly and withdrew the sword in his hand, his expression full of pride.

"The name of this sword is Huaimu Sword, it is left by the ancestor of the star picking, the ancestor crisscrossed the eight wilderness and ten states for 60,000 li, relying on this sword, this sword fell into my hands, I represent the peak of the sword cultivation of the Star Picking Valley. Sister, you have to be careful. ”

Off the field, Feng Lin's face was slightly shocked, although the material of this sword is average, the appearance is not very good, it does not look very outstanding, why does it hide such a deep sword intent, it must be following the Star Picking Ancestor, the breath has been contaminated, and the quality has changed.

"The sword aura is overwhelming, but it is a supreme divine weapon!" someone exclaimed.

"It's a fart, it's just a locust wood sword, when Lu Changjian first entered the division, Lord Gu asked him to choose a weapon. This guy doesn't know what to worry about, so he chose this sword, although this sword is left by the ancestor of the star, but the quality is extremely poor, and it is not vulnerable at all, although it condenses a lot of sword intent, but its intention is only for future generations to understand. Later, the sword intent above gradually dissipated, and it no longer had the quality of the year, if it weren't for the things left by the Star Picking Ancestor, I am afraid that it would have been cleared out of Zang Bao Pavilion long ago, what kind of thing, it is worth such a big tout. Someone retorted, looking very disdainful.

"That is, my master also said that the sword intent contained in this Huaimu sword has already fallen to the realm of the Lingtai now, not to mention it, but we are just in the realm of chaos, so this sword looks gorgeous, if it weren't for this kid being a personal disciple, Lao Tzu would want to go up and cut him, you look at his stinky fart, as if he alone represents our sword cultivation, who gave him a face. Someone else scolded, full of annoyance.

"That's no way, although people hugged the thigh of the star picking ancestor, that's the son, the treasure house of classics in the valley, people are also in and out at will, Lao Tzu has been in the valley for eight years and has to recommend it once, if I have his chance, I'm afraid that I will already be a sword master." A twenty-six-seven-year-old cultivator said, his words full of resentment.

It has been eight years since he entered the valley, but the treasure house of classics has only been entered three times, and his talent is insufficient, and now he has finally become a core disciple, but his age is beyond the limit, and he is destined to have no chance with this ruin.

This is the case in the world, where there will be any absolute fairness, but it does not deprive others of the right to envy and cold eyes.

"It doesn't matter if I recommend it or not, I don't care about it, but I just can't get used to his invincible turtle appearance, isn't it just because he is a disciple that he dares to be so crossy?"

Listening to the resentment and cold eyes around him, Feng Lin smiled awkwardly.

At this time, the two people in the field began to move, Leng Xinyue's head was flying with a five-colored butterfly, colorful and gorgeous, and she was like a fairy in a flower, dancing the long sword, and her steps were brilliant, as if she was not fighting at this moment, but dancing the sword.

On the other side, the long sword in Lu Changjian's hand pointed at the distance, putting on an invincible posture, he didn't even release the martial spirit, and rushed away with the sword qi left in the Huaimu sword.

The sword qi ran through, and a long rainbow broke through the sun, and the direction that Lu Changjian pointed in was the five-colored butterfly above Leng Xinyue's head.

"This guy is really ruthless, he wants to break other people's martial spirits when he comes up, the sword energy contained in the Huaimu sword is far from being able to resist the cultivators of the Chaos Realm, Leng Xinyue is afraid that she will suffer a big loss this time. Someone exclaimed.

"What kind of ability is it to borrow someone else's sword qi, this guy is really as shameless as ever. ”

......

The scene suddenly became lively, Feng Lin frowned slightly, such a strong sword qi, even he could not resist it, but there seemed to be something missing in this sword qi, thinking about it, he shook his head helplessly.

Leng Xinyue also seemed to realize this, and with a turn of the handprint, the five-colored butterfly swayed upward, as if to avoid this blow.

It's a pity that all this is over, the sword qi came too fast, a sword crossed the sky, and the sword qi strangled down, directly shattering the five-colored butterfly.

Leng Xinyue snorted and spit out a mouthful of blood. But the sword dance under her still didn't stop, dancing among the flowers, the colorful butterflies flew in a hurry, the butterflies gathered more and more, and in the blink of an eye, they wrapped her body.

Kiss......

With a slight shock, the petals and butterflies flew apart, and her figure disappeared like this, as if she had turned into a butterfly. Hurriedly strangled towards Lu Changjian.

"What a colorful butterfly dance in the flowers, watch me break you!" Lu Changjian drank lightly, and his body exploded.

The long sword in his hand began to stir rapidly, and the invisible sword qi burst out, blocking all the countless butterflies.

These butterflies seemed to be made of metal, swooping on the sword qi barrier, constantly emitting golden light, but they were quickly shattered by the sword qi.

"Hahaha, vulnerable, this sword is in hand, if you talk about kendo, who is my opponent in the younger generation. ”

Lu Changjian laughed, his laughter was so frivolous.

Countless butterflies were crushed and turned into powder, scattered in the wind and dust. Lu Changjian was full of smugness, and he smiled even more heartily.

Rumble......

A golden light shined, a girl in a long skirt appeared suddenly, like a meteor slammed into the sword qi barrier, the meteor butterfly sword in her hand directly submerged into the barrier, the sword qi rushed down, if it wasn't for Lu Changjian hurriedly dodging away, I am afraid that she would have been stabbed by her.

Even so, at this moment, the sword qi barrier was already full of cracks, and it was just a little bit away from bursting.

Lu Changjian's face changed greatly, and a trace of resentment flashed in his expression.

"If you want to break my sword qi, you're really looking for death!"

Huai Mu Jian slashed down angrily, his eyes were very cold, he glared at Leng Xinyue angrily, obviously moving with killing intent.

Seeing this, Leng Xinyue wanted to pull out the Meteor Butterfly Sword to block, but unfortunately she couldn't pull it out, so she had no choice but to dodge in a hurry.

The area affected by the sword qi was too wide, and Leng Xinyue reacted quickly, and her figure disappeared directly in place.

"Spatial attributes? I didn't expect to be able to see it here. Feng Lin was shocked, he was still quite familiar with the spatial attributes, and the Qiankun Rebellion he cultivated was involved in this field.

Wow......

The sword qi of the Huaimu Sword had already been slashed, and Leng Xinyue appeared ten meters away in the blink of an eye, but at this moment, there was still a blood mark on her arm, and there was blood left in it.

Although he used the spatial attribute to escape in time at the last moment, it was a pity that he was still a little slower, and he was affected by the sword qi, and he was already hit hard.

As soon as she stood still, she vomited a mouthful of blood, and even her breath was a little sluggish.

At this moment, she was in a very bad state, not only had she lost her sword, but she was also wounded on her body, and she had no strength to fight again. There is no suspense in this battle so far, Lu Changjian uses the power of the Huaimu sword to take the lead with a sword in his hand.

Leng Xinyue sighed, her face was very ugly, and she shook her head helplessly. Maybe it's her self-esteem that makes her unable to shout the words admit defeat.

However, at this moment, Lu Changjian's body suddenly moved, and the Huaimu Sword pointed at it from afar, and another sharp sword shot in. His eyes widened angrily, this sword was clearly intended to kill Leng Xinyue.

"No one has broken my sword qi yet, the Huaimu Sword is a symbol of the glory of my Star Valley, and you are just a cultivator of the Tribulation Realm, and you dare to disobey this glory that has been passed down to this day. ”

With an angry shout, he seemed to be like a demon, and his face was cold and hideous.

Leng Xinyue was in a hurry, her face was full of despair, although Lu Changjian was despicable, she never expected that he would be a killer at this time, but at this moment she couldn't dodge. Thinking about it, a crystal teardrop slid down, and her face seemed to be unwilling, and she slowly closed her eyes.

"Lu Changjian is too despicable, there are already rules in the valley that prohibit cannibalism with the same door, he actually killed at this time, it is really lawless!"

Leng Xinyue didn't admit defeat, Senior Brother Long Sword is just a normal shot, and it is inevitable that there will be accidental injuries in the competition, who is to blame, if you want to blame Leng Xinyue, she is too self-conscious. ”

......

The crowd in the audience divided into two factions and began to quarrel, Lin Xiu was not angry, and also wanted to go up to theorize, but just turned around, he found that the Fenglin beside him was gone.

"Hey, what about the old four?"

At this time, the sword qi slashed angrily, and suddenly a young man blocked in front of Leng Xinyue, and there was a black long sword in his hand at some point.

I saw the young man's black hair and purple eyes, and his body shone with this faint golden light, and he suddenly took a step forward.

"Zhan Lu, I didn't expect that since the first battle you were born with a person who is not worthy of holding a sword, it is okay to do this, it is up to you to tell him what is the way of the sword. ”

With a low shout, Zhan Lu drama shook, and with a wave of Fenglin's handprint, the jet-black sword shone brightly, directly dissolving all the sword qi of the Huaimu Sword.

"The stinky boy from there dares to stand up for others, I think you've lived enough. Compete with me with a sword, you simply can't see enough. Lu Changjian was furious, pointed at Fenglin and scolded.

"Grandma, Lao Tzu hates that people treat sword competitions as bickering, if you can't fight, if you can't, get out, Lao Tzu is too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Feng Lin scolded coldly and gave him a blank look.

Slowly turned around and pulled Leng Xinyue, who had fallen aside, up.

Looking at the young man in front of her, Leng Xinyue smiled, bowed down and said, "Thank you...... Thank you ......"

"You're welcome, this guy owes a beating, I really can't see it. Feng Lin chuckled and said casually.

"Boy, you are too arrogant, since you are looking for death, then it is no wonder to me, but I will not kill the nameless ghost under the sword, report the name!"

"You'll find out later!" Fenglin chuckled, his expression full of disgust.

"Be careful, his sword is very powerful......" Leng Xinyue hurriedly reminded.

"It's okay, my sword is more powerful. Smiling slightly, Fenglin waved his hand and motioned for her to leave first.

Leng Xinyue naturally understood what Feng Lin meant, and shook her lips slightly, as if she was unwilling, but she still nodded and left.

"Okay, let me see how powerful your sword is, you dare to underestimate me, I see that you are really looking for death!" Lu Changjian sneered, his face was very cold.

"Death!"

Feng Lin hooked his hand at him, very disdainful.