This female disciple is seventeen years old, and Miao Man's figure and appearance naturally attracted many eyes from the cliffside outside the venue.

Li Guigui looked at her with interest and a smile on his face.

Zhao Shu ignored it, and even felt a little disgusted in his heart.

Men always have a bit of anger and diligence in their bones for beautiful women.

But not all girls like boys who are self-inflicted.

She didn't want to say anything, so she held her sword and said lightly, "Please advise." ”

Li Guigui still kept a smile and made a polite gesture and said, "Senior sister, please take out the sword first." ”

Zhao Shu's expression was indifferent, and he gradually drew a sword.

It's just a very ordinary sword move.

After Li Guigui took the move with his sword, he said with a smile: "The sword of Jun Tiandian pays attention to a spiritual character, and the sword of Senior Sister Gang, although it is extremely ordinary, is faintly different. ”

Zhao Shu said coldly: "Fighting is fighting, why do you need to talk so much?"

Li Guigui was about to say something inconsequential, but she couldn't remember what she wanted to say just now.

Zhao Shu's second sword stabbed over.

It is still a very ordinary and random move, and even the sword practice style practiced by the beginner disciples on weekdays is much more clever than it.

The third sword followed.

Fourth, fifth, sixth......

Looking at these sword moves that followed, Li Guigui began to be a little puzzled in his heart.

These are the simplest tricks.

Even the disciples on the first day of initiation were able to do it.

Could it be that she wants to take advantage of this unpreparedness to lead to some big means?

After the eighteen swords, the sword light finally stopped.

Li Guigui looked at her suspiciously, and said, "Do you really want to continue with this kind of trick?"

Zhao Shu said coldly: "What's wrong?"

There is nothing wrong with this, there is no distinction between men and women, the sword that suits you is a good sword, and the sword that can win is of course a good sword.

The sword in Zhao Shu's hand was not obtained in the sword pool of the back mountain, but a very ordinary sword.

For her, such an ordinary sword can be used.

Li Guigui said with some regret: "It is naturally very pleasant to be able to fight a girl like you. However, I'm now ready to end this fight. ”

When he said this, he was indeed quite confident.

In his opinion, although most of the women in the Juntian Temple are young and beautiful, and they have good figures, in the matter of cultivation, except for so few rare geniuses, the rest are empty blank papers.

For example, the little maid.

For example, Xu Xiaoqing.

Although the woman in front of her looks very beautiful, what difference does it make?

Those eighteen sword moves look ordinary, in fact, except ordinary is ordinary.

Even if she deliberately did it to pave the way for the big tricks later, he would not be overly nervous at all.

He stopped thinking and conjecture and continued to look at her.

In fact, his gaze never took off her face.

The wind blows the grass, and the mood is good.

The girl's expression was still cold.

The second round of attacks arrived.

One sword, two swords, three swords...... Eighteen swords.

Same tricks, just as ordinary.

After Li Guigui took the eighteenth sword, he said, "Do you think this is child's play?"

Zhao Shu said: "What do you think this is?"

Li Guigui said: "This kind of sword trick will be able to be seen by children a few times." ”

Zhao Shu lightly tried the sword body with two fingers of his left hand.

The sword, faintly trembling.

Li Guigui's expression became serious, and he also tried the sword body with two fingers.

Sword qi slowly overflowed from the sword.

The forest moves, the wind moves, and the sword moves.

Li Guigui's figure turned into a shadow and struck forward.

Sword in hand.

Facing this extremely fast and extremely cold sword intent, Zhao Shu did not dodge, because Li Guigui's people and sword were too fast.

Before he could react, the sword was already three feet in front of him.

When a certain female disciple on the cliffside let out an exclamation, the sword had already pierced Zhao Shu's body.

The sword is there, but it is stained red with blood.

Li Guigui looked at the girl in front of him with some consternation, and said, "Why? Even if you can't take my sword, you can barely avoid the sharpest attack, why not?"

Zhao Shu gasped, his face was extremely pale, but he still said coldly: "Not for anything else, because I want to win." ”

In a short period of time, Li Guigui returned to the sword and the stabbing sword, and then came to three feet in front of Zhao Shu, almost in an instant.

In these three feet of time, Zhao Shu did not avoid it, because he had no intention of avoiding it at all.

Blood stained the shirts.

Yi Wang Sun watched the battle not far from here, and he had no intention of stopping the competition.

Above the cliff, a trainee wondered, "Why didn't the ambassador stop the competition? If it goes any further, this little girl will die." ”

Yi Wangsun took out a bun and looked at the pretty figure in the blood shadow, with a little more appreciation and admiration in his eyes.

He was ninety-nine years old, and there was rarely anything that could make him feel like that.

Many disciples on the cliffside were worried and regretful, and some even scolded Li Guigui out loud.

No one knows what the ambassador is thinking.

No one knew what Zhao Shu was thinking.

Zhao Shu looked at him and sneered, "Are you trembling?"

Li Guigui looked at the wounds on her body and the sword still stuck in her body, and said, "Why bother?"

Zhao Shu's face did not see a trace of blood, and his body swung a few steps, and it seemed that he would easily fall.

She looked at him and said, "Draw your sword." ”

Li Guigui looked at her pale face and said, "In this way, your injuries will become very serious, and you don't have to be so persistent." ”

Zhao Shu lowered his head and chuckled a few times, and said, "Didn't you say that you would end this battle soon? Why don't you even have the courage to take back your sword now?"

Li Guigui was silent.

After a few seconds, he suddenly looked in front of him and exclaimed, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Shu pulled out the sword.

Iron that has been stained red with blood.

"You're going to die!"

The two swords are in Zhao Shu's hands at the moment.

"What about Zhang Ruofan's cultivation of women's swords? I also prefer to cultivate men's swords. ”

The familiar sword moves are still the previous eighteen swords.

It's just that unlike the previous two times, countless lights suddenly emitted from the sword at this moment.

This is a sword move that even a child can learn.

The most common and simple sword move.

It's different.

Even the cliffside can feel its strong burning and strength.

No one thought that such a little girl would practice the Lonely Mountain Sword Technique.

The Lonely Mountain Sword Technique is also known as the Bright Sword Technique.

At this time, the brightest place in the whole field.

Li Guigui ignored the sword light, but stared at the figure in front of him, which could easily fall because of the wind blowing or more blood.

He sighed, "I admit defeat!"

......

Yi Wangsun finished eating a bun, and at this time, several doctors had already bandaged Zhao Shu's wound, stopped the bleeding, and just as he was sending him away from the field, a holy light suddenly fell from above.

The cliffside disciple looked at Zhao Shu who was bathed in that holy light in amazement, and at the same time looked at the light above.

Could this holy light be Ambassador Huanxi's art of rejuvenation?

After a short time, a sword flew from above.

It's called Yourong Sword.

One of the swords of the temple of Gushan Town.