"The show has just begun, and it's not certain who will kill the deer!" Joyful and angry, the slightly chubby disciple felt in his heart, and seemed to have comprehended a trace of true meaning, and then turned around and laughed mockingly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This excessively rapid change was unexpected, and a little surprise flashed in the cold and arrogant man's eyes. I saw that Zhu Bufat quickly converged his originally extremely fluctuating emotions, and after just a few breaths, he couldn't see the slightest bit.

"Let's take it!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Bupang raised his right hand, and a fluttering phantom appeared on the ground. After the old man shouted the word "start", he directly raised his hand and jumped up, and the appearance of his bare hands surprised everyone.

He's crazy!?

The same thought flashed through the hearts of all the inner and outer disciples. On the VIP seat, unlike the black-clothed man who raised his eyebrows indifferently and implied appreciation, Elder Yigan and the four core disciples frowned at the same time, staring at the slightly chubby man.

"No wind blade, one sword to fix the sea!" A hurricane burst out from around the swinging long sword, and after Xu Peng shouted, a trace of hideousness flashed in his eyes, and he moved almost at the same time as the man opposite.

"Huh? This guy actually cultivated the Windless Blade to a small size! No wonder they made it to the finals! "Seeing that the hurricane stirred up by the arrogant man occupies half of the ring, and has a tendency to sweep in all directions.

A trace of surprise floated in the eyes of the white-clothed man sitting on the big green chair, and then, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the proud expression was disdainful and quite complacent.

"A sword to set the sea, as his famous stunt! I don't know, if this trick is used by him, what kind of power should it achieve? I'm really looking forward to it! ”

The man in black raised his eyebrows and secretly glanced at the faintly smug man in white not far away. Whether it is the realm of strength or the attainments in the windless blade, Xiang Qiubai is undoubtedly stronger than Xu Peng.

It is no exaggeration to say: there is a desperate invisible moat between the two!

"Bang, bang~......!" The sound of a rapid collision sounded continuously, which surprised everyone.

When the windless blade that emitted cold light swept over, Zhu Bufat, who was "bare-handed", not only strangely blocked the sword at a distance of about one meter and two in front of him, but also reacted extremely quickly, giving the opponent a swift blow.

"Good~!" The old man with the eyebrows let his clothes flutter, his body was suspended in the high air of the ring, he was the closest, and he was the first to raise his eyebrows and roar.

Looking closely, his face was indifferent, and there were no energy fluctuations overflowing from his body. It seems that in his eyes: those hurricanes that keep crossing his face do not exist at all!

"Hiss~!" As the old man's voice echoed in his ears, all the disciples reacted from their shock, and they were shocked one by one.

"Formless, formless!" Looking at the sparks flying in front of the empty-handed man, and constantly colliding with the opponent's sword, the eyes of several elders sitting in the VIP seat shone brightly.

Since Elder Liu Yidao could see the strangeness in it, other elders with more senior experience could naturally also find the abnormality.

Immediately, several people praised him, "Strange! ”

Even if they have lived for most of their lives, it is the first time they have encountered this kind of weapon! It can be regarded as seeing a rare thing again in my lifetime.

"Not a detached weapon?" Looking at a long pitch-black phantom, in the shape of a sharp sword, looming on the ground of the ring, the purple-crowned man frowned.

Turning a pure weapon into a formless and formless form is not a difficult task for a legendary ghost master who has reached a deep realm. And if you want to do it, it's a piece of cake!

Those elders naturally didn't know: except for some legendary powerhouses who were assassinated by the master, there were very few legendary powerhouses who spent their time cultivating formlessness.

After all, most of the really strong people disdain "assassination".

In this way, naturally not many people have seen the formless and formless. Because almost all the people I have seen are dead!

In other words: But even if there are legendary powerhouses who secretly cultivate, they generally won't show it in public, who makes them feel that they can't afford to lose this face?

However, this was not the reason that surprised the Yuqing Sect Master. What he was surprised was that the sword in Zhu Bufat's hand was not transformed by the Ghost Spirit Order Order!

That is to say, the sword in Zhu Bufat's hand was not changed after he cultivated the formless and phaseless, but the characteristics of the sword itself.

What's more, even if Zhu Bufat wants to cultivate, the realm is far from enough! Thinking of this, Feng Tianjue breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it was not a hidden powerhouse that threatened the Yuqing Sect, he didn't bother to care.

"Eight Turns Advanced Magic Weapon!?" After sensing it carefully, the Yuqing Sect Master raised his eyebrows, although he was very curious about this kind of weapon with formless and phaseless characteristics.

But as for letting Feng Tianjue shamelessly shoot at juniors and kill people and seize treasures for a strange weapon that is like an unlawless weapon, he still can't do it.

"Humph! Fortunately, it was only a failed half-finished product! The changing expressions in the eyes of the purple-crowned man and the others were seen, and the man in black snorted coldly secretly.

In the absence of enough interest to attract them, most people are naturally able to keep their sanity and stick to their hearts. But if so, what if the benefits are big enough?

This sword is called: Chengying, it is a "half" masterpiece created by Feng Ling when he first refined the weapon, modeled on a famous sword in his previous life, and then poured into part of his own comprehension of sword casting!

Although it is a semi-masterpiece, its power is also comparable to that of a high-level magic weapon of the eighth turn. Originally, Feng Ling wanted to use it as a reward for Zhu Bupang's victory.

The promise to help the two teach Xu Peng a lesson was not successfully fulfilled, although it was not Feng Ling's intention, but he himself was a little unreasonable.

In the end, just to be on the safe side, Feng Ling simply sent the pill and the sword together!

And Zhu Bufat, who didn't say it, after receiving the compensation from Feng Ling, the loss in their hearts naturally dissipated.

Now this Chengying Sword in Zhu Bufat's hand is just one of Feng Ling's compensation!

"Damn, what the hell is this!?" Completely uncertain about the trajectory of the other party's shot, while constantly gritting his teeth and dismantling the moves, he had to pay attention to the swaying phantom, and Xu Peng, who was extremely aggrieved, scolded angrily in his heart.

Judging from the kung fu of the fight, Xu Peng also realized the strangeness: Zhu Bufat seemed to be bare-handed, but in fact he had a weapon in his hand. Not only is there a very special weapon!

"Damn! I was suppressed by this bastard! ”

Thinking like this, the moment the sword body collided and communicated, Xu Peng's mood gradually became a little disturbed, and even the defensive movements were slightly stiff, and there was a trace of incoherence.

"Bang~......!"

Seeing the situation, Zhu Bufat seized the opportunity, and the hands that were close slowly raised, and with a violent collision, the cold and arrogant man who was numb in his mouth was shocked back.

"Hiss~......! What kind of weapon is this? ”

Although Zhu Bufat once again had the upper hand, he also inadvertently revealed a handle clenched in his hand. There is only the handle, but not the body, and it is the people who have caused random speculation, and they sigh in their hearts.

"It's a sword!"

I could see a faint sword shadow cast on the ground of the ring, although the sword shadow only existed for a moment, it disappeared with the sword qi that shot at it. But in an instant, there were still disciples who saw it, and they exclaimed in surprise.

"Bang~......!"

Before the words fell, a dim cold light about one meter and two meters long reflected into the pupils, and it bloomed dangerously. Under the stunned expressions of everyone, the two of them quickly shot into sharp sword flowers.

At the same time, the fluttering sword shadow gradually condensed in the chubby man's hands, resurfaced like a mysterious lotus.

"Broken~......!" Step by step, close at speed. With the sound of the engulfing hurricane, the raised hands drew an elegant and cold arc.

As if to vent the resentment in his heart, Zhu Bufat suddenly screamed, and swung the dark sword in his hand that revealed his true face at the cold and arrogant man opposite, with a look of horror in his eyes.

Immediately after, I heard a soft "click" in my ears, like a hard object shattering.

"Click~......!" Under the horrified gaze of everyone, I saw that the sword body used by the arrogant man to resist shook slightly, and the incision was flat.

In Xu Peng's hand, there is no wind blade......

Broken in two!

"It worked!" The fierce sword qi quickly disappeared from the exquisitely crafted sword blade, and the excitement in the slightly chubby man's eyes flashed.

Then, with a graceful turn of the sword, Zhu Bufat stepped back more than ten meters, and sat down directly with his eyes closed and cross-legged.

"Zhu is not fat, win!" The passionate old man resounded throughout the audience, and the old man who nodded with satisfaction came out like a final judgment.

……

The audience was silent......!

"You ......, this can't be!" The hilt of the sword in his hand fell to the ground, turning into a broken sword with a little bit of energy dissipating, and the tip of the sword followed a graceful arc, mercilessly slashing across the white and tender face, and a trace of hot bright red liquid slowly flowed out.

The transfiguration technique was forcibly broken, and the ghost spirit card was naturally damaged. Xu Peng endured the serious injury, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Poof~......!" Immediately, the smell of blood was permeated, Xu Peng's expression turned into a thick unwillingness, and suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the whole person's brain was constantly buzzing, and he stood in place in despair.

"Shhh The scene was solemn, and everyone came back to their senses one after another, and when they saw that the life-killing lotus that was like a sharp thorn was invisible again, they all gasped.

Many inner disciples trembled even more, looking at the rock-like figure sitting in the No. 3 ring, with a strong look of jealousy in their eyes.

Even the six people in the other three rings, including the thin man, are no exception!

"Xu Peng, it's ...... to leave!"

Seeing the arrogant man standing in the ring, without movement for a long time, Elder Liu frowned: If you lose, you lose, don't you know how to go down to heal your injuries first and wait for the next game? You have to stand in the ring and waste your time!

"No, no, I'm not reconciled! How could I lose to this dead pig! It must be him who is relying on the benefits of the gods, and it must be ......! ”

When he came back to his senses, the slightly chubby man who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and recovering, and Xu Peng, whose eyes had become red, gritted his teeth and was very excited.

"Weapons...... are also part of strength! Drag him down to heal! The old man frowned, and after speaking in a calm tone, he made a look.

"Yes!" Several deacons immediately understood and jumped into the ring number three. When the arrogant man rushed to the chubby man with his eyes closed, he grabbed Xu Peng and dragged him down as if he was escorting a prisoner to cut off his head.

In fact, what Xu Peng couldn't stand the most was Zhu Bufat's indifferent eyes, even if the other party ridiculed him disdainfully, he would be so out of control.

It's a pity that there isn't, nothing!

This shows that in Zhu Bufat's heart, he doesn't take him seriously at all. How can Xu Peng, who has always been proud and has suffered defeat, be relieved?

……

"Situation, win!"

"Cheng Ye, win!"

"Don't lose weight, win!"

……

After a while, the results of the matches in the other three rings also came out. All four of the champions sat cross-legged, either recovering from minor injuries or regaining strength.

It's not like the four who were defeated, they had to be more or less embarrassed, and they relied on drugs to recover quickly.

"Now, the four of you choose the champion you need to challenge. The winner stays on the stage and becomes the new champion, and the loser chooses another champion to fight again!

But there is one thing to note: if you have not been the champion once, you will have zero points in the whole game, and when you find that you have lost four games, you can directly arrange to leave! ”

The majestic Taoist sound permeates the dueling arena.

In addition, a special reminder that the "battle fight" does not allow the choice, the champion who has already fought the fight! ”

At the end, the old man with the eyebrows saw the cold and arrogant man's eyes flickering and his face uncertain looking at the slightly chubby man who had just stood up from the No. 3 ring, and there was a hint of warning in his tone.

"Stand up to the Lord!?" The man in black in the VIP seat raised his eyebrows. Dark Dao: That's a good idea, four rings are just enough for eight people to fight alone. In this way, it will save time and effort!

"Senior Brother Zhu, let me meet you!" Holding a pitch-black iron rod, he shouted violently, and took the lead in jumping into the No. 3 ring where Zhu Bufat was.

"Hmph~! Gou is not thin, he didn't cripple the incompetent dead pig just now, he is lucky! Then I'll change it today, and beat you waste into a dead dog! ”

A loud shout followed, and Xu Peng jumped into the ring where the thin man was, his eyes were full of coldness, but the words he said made many elders frown.

Perhaps, after suffering a loss from Zhu Bufat, Xu Peng's heart was distorted. This lost face has to be recovered from another enemy.

He doesn't believe it, he is not thin and has a magic weapon in his hand!

When he was fighting with brute force just now, when he deliberately paid attention to it, he didn't see the other party using it!

Moreover, Xu Peng believes that as long as he is cautious this time, he will never let the same careless situation as "when he fought with Zhu Bufat" happen again.

"Haha, you can just let the horse come!" Gou Buthin's eyes flashed, and he let out a loud laugh, unexpectedly lifeless.

"Yes, you're right!

Senior Brother Zhu ......, he is incompetent!

And I'm ......,

It's also rubbish! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was collectively stunned for a moment, and the slightly chubby man with black lines on his head suddenly turned red, and looked at the thin man with an angry face.

"But, I'm afraid you will today

……

Pigs and dogs are not as good as ......! ”

Before the arrogant man could laugh, he dodged in advance, and the next sentence made the smile that had just bloomed on Xu Peng's face completely solidify.

"Bang!" The surging air waves rolled out, and a violent sword struck at great speed, Xu Peng hurriedly drew his sword to meet it, and at the same time, the hurricane rose again......