At the end of the first game of Zhuji, Junzige lost another game, even if the remaining three games were won, it was just a tie. What's more, where is there still a Jade Spirit Gate Divine Dragon Hall Master who has not played, I'm afraid it will be impossible to draw.

Yang Wenchen didn't expect that the first door-to-door challenge would result in such an ugly result, which was really embarrassing. glanced at Ji Yanbo and signaled that Ji Yanbo could play, as for the female disciple, Yang Wenchen never thought about it. In any case, it is impossible for a female disciple to represent the Junzi Pavilion in battle.

Looking at where the male disciples of the Junzi Pavilion were discussing the question of who was on the throne, Nangong Feifei was bored playing with the red whip in her hand, and Ying Xingqi next to her gently used her vitality to treat the injuries of the two seriously injured Qi cultivation disciples.

"Senior sister, I said that Ji Yanbo is also a waste, I'm afraid that when I meet that Bai Ruoyuan just now, I will also have to lose miserably. ”

Nangong Feifei's words were very certain, as if Ji Yanbo had fought a game. Ying Xingqi smiled softly: "Fei Fei, don't say that, after all, they are all disciples of the same sect, don't keep saying these frustrating words." It was not good to be heard by Senior Brother Yang Wenchen. ”

Listening to Ying Xingqi's questioning teaching, Nangong Feifei looked at Ying Xingqi, touched her senior sister's enviable white and tender waist, and said with a smile: "Senior sister, how can no one chase you if you are so gentle, if I am a male disciple, you will definitely not be able to escape the palm of my hand!

As he spoke, he touched Ying Xingqi's white and tender skin that most girls envied, and his eyes showed envy. Ying Xingqi still smiled gently, without the slightest objection, against this lovely junior sister touching her waist.

"Senior sister, I'm not in a hurry, I'll always wait for the person who makes me fall in love. However, Yang Wenchen, hehe, he won't accompany him. However, you little pepper, there are a lot of junior disciples secretly chasing you in the sect, right? I heard that Senior Brother Mo, who was the first person to build the foundation, also has a good impression of you!"

Hearing Senior Brother Mo, Nangong Feifei jumped to her feet and hurriedly shouted, "How can Senior Brother Mo take a fancy to me?"

After saying that, he regretted it, his face turned red, and with Ying Xingqi's meaningful "oh~", his face turned even redder. Not to mention what these two women are talking about here, Ji Yanbo has already walked towards the center of the field.

"Hmph! it's all rubbish, I want to see what powerful characters this Jade Spirit Gate has!"

As he spoke, he walked to the center of the arena and shouted loudly: "I don't know which of the senior disciples of the Gentleman's Pavilion gave the teaching, otherwise I will go up with the white man just now, and I won't take advantage of you." I, Junzi Pavilion, build the ninth order, Ji Yanbo!"

The disciples here in the Yulingmen were furious, what stupid thing did this kid say, could it be that his brain was broken? Dare to bully the Yulingmen like this! Su Lejing, who had not yet played, blinked, glanced at the second senior sister with a cold look in her eyes, and said, "Senior sister, don't worry, I am very experienced in dealing with this kind of person." There's nothing that can't be solved by one beating, and if there is, it's two!"

As he spoke, he took a step and walked towards the center of the venue, where Ji Yanbo was still talking arrogantly, causing the Jade Spirit Sect disciples in the audience to look at each other angrily. Bai Ruoyuan glanced at Su Lejing, who was leaving, and asked, "Senior Sister Nan, Senior Brother Lejing has only built the seventh order, right?" Then Ji Yanbo doesn't look weak, if Senior Brother Lejing loses, ......?"

In fact, what Bai Ruoyuan was worried about was whether Senior Brother Lejing's loss would have any impact on Senior Brother Lejing's cultivation. Many geniuses are extremely proud. But equally, setbacks cannot be withstanded. Once he fails, his pride will be shattered, and he may not even be as good as an ordinary monk.

The second senior sister shook her head and said flatly: "Let's not talk about anything else, it is that he boasted that he wanted to challenge all the monks of the same rank who came to fight, this is an oath witnessed by the head of the sect and several other elders, and he can't push it off." Besides, this is my junior brother who is like Nan Xiangru!"

The last sentence is full of confidence, how can Nan Xiangru's junior disciple be weak? Among the head disciples, even Yun Wan'er, who looks like a delicate disciple who usually looks like a delicate disciple, is also an out-and-out genius.

On the field, Su Lejing then walked out, and unconsciously released his seventh-order cultivation of foundation building. Everyone was stunned, this, the kid is the seventh order of the foundation building, what are you doing here? Is it the enemy?

Ridiculous! Is there no one in the Jade Spirit Sect? Even the disciples of the seventh order of foundation building have been sent out, which is simply a loss of the demeanor of the Jade Spirit Gate. But after thinking about it, I have already won three games, could it be that this game is specially released by Yulingmen?

Then, all the spectators' expressions returned to their original state, and the only one whose faces became ugly was probably only the Gentleman's Pavilion and his party. Especially Ji Yanbo, who was standing in the center and was about to fight with Su Lejing, his face was already gloomy and dripping water.

His face was a little distorted and he shouted: "Is your kid the one sent by the Jade Spirit Sect to fight against the enemy?" Hehe, I didn't expect one of the nine factions to use such means to humiliate me and others! You kid, if you die, no one can protect you, I said!"

The last half of the sentence was transmitted by Ji Yanbo to Su Lejing's ears, looking at Ji Yanbo, whose angry face was about to deform, Su Lejing's face did not have the slightest look of fear, even if the other party had released all the momentum of the ninth order of the foundation building, and it was mainly aimed at him.

Pouting, Su Lejing said in disgust: "This, what's your name, I'm afraid you have a misunderstanding of our Jade Spirit Sect." You have all lost three games in a row, where do you have the confidence to say such a thing! One of the Nine Sects? You are also worthy of being a disciple of the Nine Sects? It's really ridiculous! Your strength is not good, and your mouth is not dry

Net, it's really a shame to kill the face of the Gentleman's Pavilion. ”

As he spoke, he patted his heart in fear and said, "As we all know, the Junzi Pavilion targets the Junzi Pavilion, but a few of you, except for the senior brother in the previous game, you really lost the face of the Junzi Pavilion." I don't have a gentleman's demeanor at all, I'm afraid that in the Gentleman's Pavilion, I also make a living by wearing a gentleman's skin. ”

Su Lejing was secretly saying that these disciples were hypocrites, but they didn't involve the Junzi Pavilion in the slightest. At most, even if this is a quarrel between disciples, no one can think of going up to the sect level.

Ji Yanbo's face turned purple with anger, pointed at Su Lejing, and shouted loudly: "You bastard! dare to slander me like this!"

In response to him, Su Lejing chuckled sarcastically, and said, "Tsk, can a gentleman say such a thing? Isn't it full of mouths, telling the truest truth in the world to influence the wicked? You bastard, you don't have the demeanor of a gentleman at all!"

Looking at Su Lejing's sharp teeth, Ji Yanbo was angry, but he was helpless, now the competition has not just begun, he doesn't want to be sent off the field directly, he has to torture the guy opposite on the field.

looked at Ji Yanbo with a resentful look, and he didn't open his mouth or make any moves. Su Lejing knew that the mouth cannon should be over, so he said loudly: "Yuling Gate, the seventh order of the foundation, Su Lejing." ”

Elder Yu saw that both sides had reported their names, so he announced, "The fourth battle, the foundation battle, begins!"

As soon as the words fell, Ji Yanbo smiled fiercely, took his sword, and flew towards Su Lejing, shouting in his mouth: "Boy, when I break all your teeth, I will make your teeth sharp!"

Su Lejing chuckled, not taking this Gentleman Pavilion disciple who had built a foundation of the ninth order and felt good about himself in his eyes, and said while taking out the Black Dragon Sword: "Coincidentally, I also want to see how capable you can be, a guy who doesn't know what your name is." ”

"A sword in the sea and a sword in the four seas!"

As soon as Ji Yanbo got his hands on it, it was one of the several martial arts he was very good at, the Canghai Sword, a sword in the sea, like a magnificent atmosphere like the sea, he included Ji Yanbo, and the extremely heavy sword pressed down on Su Lejing, and the huge momentum made people dare not underestimate it.

Many of the spectators were excited, this was the battle they wanted to see, powerful and gorgeous, and with great courage. A ten-year-old boy who ate marshmallows, looking at the situation on the field, asked a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young lady beside him, "Sister, that guy only has the seventh order of foundation building, can he win?"

The little girl who was called sister ignored the little boy's words, snorted lightly, grabbed a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with his head bowed on the other side, and reprimanded: "Look carefully! This kid who builds the seventh order of the foundation is not simple, if you are careless, it is estimated that you will lose to him at that time!"

The twelve or thirteen-year-old boy looked up with no interest, and then continued to bow his head and didn't know what to do, ignoring the admonition of the eldest sister. The angry little girl knocked a boss bag on the boy's head fiercely, and then raised her head and looked hard at the field.

At this moment, Ji Yanbo's sword had already arrived in front of Su Lejing, and Su Lejing waved the black dragon sword unhurriedly and blocked Ji Yanbo's sword. That huge and dignified momentum and strength seemed to be of no importance to Su Lejing.

With a sigh of anger, Su Lejing raised his head boredly, looked at Ji Yanbo and said, "Then who? Do you have anything powerful, just this attack, is it not enough to see, I am going to doze off." ”

The swords were still holding each other, but Ji Yanbo was once again provoked by Su Lejing's blockage, and while increasing the strength in his hand, he shouted: "Bastard!"

Zizi!

The black dragon sword is good, and Ji Yanbo's sword is also a good sword, as Ji Yanbo increased his strength, Su Lejing made a sly sly, and in the moment Ji Yanbo used all his strength, he tore away the black dragon, and Ji Yanbo's blow fell on the solid ground, without even a crack.

It's like, you're peeling an orange, expecting the result, and you can't peel it! Finally, you've used all your strength to feed, only to find that the inside of the orange peel is empty.

"Boy, you've succeeded in provoking me, I'm going to show no mercy!"

Ji Yanbo, who was extremely gloomy, began to draw unknown things with a sword in the air. Su Lejing watched Ji Yanbo's movements curiously, but the black dragon sword in his hand was held tightly.

"Yo, who, are you attacking the air? I'm here!"

Listening to Su Lejing's teasing, Ji Yanbo sneered: "Ignorance!"

Although Su Lejing was vigilant, he did not mean to interrupt Ji Yanbo, many things need to be dealt a fatal blow to the opponent at the last moment, so that the opponent's self-confidence will be completely hit. Since, Ji Yanbo wanted to use his most proud swordsmanship, Su Lejing didn't mind pouring a basin of cold water on him to calm him down.

Slowly, the golden light in the void converged into an unknown word, which was incomparably mysterious, and full of incomparable righteousness and vastness.

"Sword Word Battle!

Ji Yanbo shouted loudly, the font glowing with golden light seemed to have changed into substance, with a trace of indescribable sharpness. Su Lejing narrowed his eyes, he didn't expect that this so-called most hypocritical gentleman's pavilion would have such a righteous and bright swordsmanship full of righteousness, it was really ironic.

The stinging sensation is getting stronger and stronger, and it seems that this sword word is decisive, fearful

I'm afraid it's also a martial art that has been contaminated with the way of the sword, otherwise how could it have such power. However, Su Lejing was not afraid, the black dragon sword was in hand, and he immediately launched an attack.

"Tianluo Dance is inescapable!"

The light black dragon sword, in Su Lejing's hands, was like dancing, gorgeous and colorful, and the vast white vitality was stimulated from it, stabbing in the four directions of the void, forming a more incomprehensible pattern, like gossip, but it was a little more angular, with sharpness, and it looked soft to the extreme.

Everyone probably didn't expect that the scene would become like this, and both of them played their own sword diagrams, is this still something that the foundation building monks can do? Many casual cultivators couldn't help but think, compared to them, these young people were more like monks, and they were like down-and-out beggars, holding martial arts that they didn't know where they came from, and they were excited to treasure them like treasures.

And the martial arts that these young disciples practiced were of the highest quality, and the depth of their realms was completely incomparable to their individual cultivators. Not to mention them, even fellow disciples, seeing such a situation, I am afraid that such thoughts will also arise in their hearts. These two people are much stronger than the monks of the same realm, especially Su Lejing, who is the seventh order of the foundation building, and the genius monks of the ninth order of the foundation building are not inferior at all, and even have a tendency to suppress and fight, and their talent is simply terrifying!

The two pictures finally collided, Ji Yanbo's sword words were not less than two breaths, and they were slowly shattered by Su Lejing's sword picture, and the sword intent contained in it was all wrapped, like wrapping zongzi, without revealing the slightest breath, before disappearing in mid-air, which was unimaginable and inflated, but it was taken for granted.

Ji Yanbo's pupils shrank, what kind of sword technique is this, it can be so powerful? Since he practiced the sword duel, it is rare to meet opponents, coupled with his good talent, he has slowly become arrogant, but he has never underestimated any monk, and he will treat every opponent with caution.

After quietly taking a few steps back, Ji Yanbo looked at Su Lejing carefully again, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, you do have some ability, but this is not enough! If you are willing to surrender, I will make you a friend, how about it? You know, I am ......"

Ji Yanbo obviously agreed with Su Lejing's strength and wanted to win him over a little, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by ridicule!

"Hehe, are you out of your mind? Do you know what you're doing now? You're fighting! The people of the Gentleman's Pavilion are talking a lot of nonsense!"

Su Lejing not only ridiculed Ji Yanbo, but also took the opportunity to pursue, and launched lightly inch by inch, and the speed suddenly increased by a level, without two or three breaths, the tip of the black dragon sword had reached less than a foot in Ji Yanbo's chest, and seeing that the sharp tip of the sword was about to pierce in, Ji Yanbo raised his sword to resist.

"Qingfeng Sword, Qingfeng Will!"

Like a breeze blowing on his face, sliding gently, but people can't figure it out, Ji Yanbo blocked Su Lejing's sword, and also took advantage of the situation to retreat backwards again! Su Lejing, who showed such a speed, was no longer something he could easily win.

"Falling flowers are intentional, and the water is ruthless!"

After the violent retreat, there was an even more ferocious offensive, and a trace of desolate aura permeated the audience, and some monks who were weak in cultivation actually cried on the spot, and they still couldn't stop crying silently.

Sword Intent!

Ji Yanbo's sword intent emanated so unscrupulously, like a beast out of the cage, showing its fangs. Su Lejing couldn't hit a blow, but was killed by the general. This is different from the sword intent of Su Xuedi who was defeated, at that time, Su Xue had just awakened the sword intent, and she was still very immature, with no attack power, and it was still not enough for the increase in battle.

But this Ji Yanbo doesn't seem to be waking up for a while, I'm afraid that he has mastered it quite proficiently, and his power is naturally not to be underestimated. Just by looking at the performance of those spectators on the field, you can know a thing or two.

Su Lejing sneered and said, "Sword intent, I will too!"

Saying that, the black dragon sword danced again, this time, it was different from the last time! Stepping forward quickly, the black dragon directly met Ji Yanbo, and an equally vast sword intent emanated from Su Lejing's sword, making everyone feel a trace of suffocation. It's like a prey trapped in a spider's web, unable to break free and unable to escape. That feeling seemed to be much higher than Ji Yanbo's sword intent.

The sword intent is not without high and low, and the high-level sword intent can make the low-level sword intent not condense and die in the opponent's sword. The strongest place of the Great Heaven Luo Sword Intent is not to attack, but to trap! If you can trap the enemy, if you can trap the sword intent, you can naturally trap the heaven and the earth!

"Trap people and gods! Trap demons! Naturally trap your sword intent! Ji Yanbo, do you believe it or not!"

Su Lejing confronted Ji Yanbo and said loudly. Ji Yanbo's face was hideous, but he didn't believe that there was such a strange sword intent in the world, and roared angrily: "I don't believe it!

"No one knows the mercy of the sky, and there are no mountains and no rivers to pay attention to!"

Ji Yanbo didn't believe that the sword intent that he had practiced for more than ten years would be defeated so easily, roared angrily, and launched the second form, the desolate aura skyrocketed again, to suppress Su Lejing's sword intent that had become weak, even if it was as solid as a stone, it would be defeated under his own sword technique!

After three breaths, Su Lejing's sword intent was still suppressed, but it was not broken, and it was still holding on. And Ji Yanbo had already lost his patience, and said with a cruel smile: "Since you can withstand one sword intent, I don't know if you can resist two sword intents!"

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