The shot was a failure, and the Sword Sect disciple was extremely unconvinced, "It's me who was careless, let's compete again if we have the ability." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"If it weren't for the competition, you would be dead, and you wouldn't be able to make a move, and you would still be embarrassed to speak." Xue Xiaocha said sarcastically loudly.

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, those who understood naturally understood, and Yu Zuoren hurriedly said: "Senior brother, come back." ”

Zhang Siyi's sword has no flaws in speed and timing, and his swordsmanship is much stronger than that Sword Sect disciple, and he feels that he can defeat the opponent if he is not careful.

Jiang Qige suddenly raised his fighting spirit, "Senior Brother Zhang, I'll come to learn the tricks." ”

He is different from the young disciples who have just walked out of the sect, he is already an innate strength, and he has been in the rivers and lakes for training, and has a lot of actual combat experience.

In his eyes, although Zhang Siyi is strong, he is also a congenital level.

If it weren't for the reputation of the Sword Sect, although he had the will to fight, he would have to wait for Zhang Siyi to break through to the innate before fighting, which was a completely different realm.

As soon as Jiang Qige made a move, many discerning young masters next to him couldn't help but nod.

Compared to the previous disciples of the Sword Sect, he is really much more clever.

Zhang Siyi's sword momentum also expanded, fully giving full play to the characteristics of the Storm Sword, and his sword shadow was in the entire aperture.

Jiang Qige is like a stubborn stone in the wind and rain, standing still.

It turned out to be a half-catty and eighty-tael posture, and it didn't look like it would end until one party was tired and showed flaws.

Jiang Qige is the most talented disciple of the younger generation of the Sword Sect, and he is already an innate master, if he can't get a result from a long-term battle with a nominal disciple whose realm has not reached the innate level, he will actually lose.

In normal times, Jiang Qige wouldn't have cared, but in front of the rest of the Seven Great Sects, he really couldn't help but wait so slowly.

Anyway, the other party will be criticized for the innate battle, Jiang Qige let out a long roar, and more than a foot of sword light suddenly poured out from the long sword.

The innate true qi turned into a sword, invincible, this is the strength of the innate master.

The sound of weapons striking was still incessant, just like before.

"Divine soldier, that outer disciple of the Sword Sect turned out to be a divine soldier in his hand."

"Yes, only a divine soldier can not be afraid of innate true qi, how can this kind of person have a divine soldier."

There are also divine soldiers in the seven major sects, and only divine soldiers can exert the strongest strength of innate masters, but divine soldiers are limited after all, and this time there is also a handful as a reward, I didn't expect that there would be countless people dreaming of good things in the hands of the disciples in the name.

Many people had a flash of killing intent, and countless thoughts poured out of their hearts.

Jiang Qige was also anxious, if Zhang Siyi had just an ordinary good sword in his hand, he would definitely be cut off by his innate true qi, which was originally a victory, but if he couldn't win quickly, his face would be lost.

Jiang Qige let out another long roar, and the attack became more violent.

He turned from a stubborn stone to a turbulent wave, but Zhang Siyi was getting slower and slower.

Twenty moves later, Zhang Siyi was forced to the edge of the aperture, and the long sword in his hand was not launched.

Jiang Qige hesitated, he felt threatened, a strong danger.

Zhang Siyi in front of him, the sword in his hand seemed to be able to stab the earth-shattering blow at any time.

It was precisely this hesitation that he lost a little advantage that he had hard-won before.

The people around him also felt the power of Zhang Siyi's move, what is the unity of man and sword, this is the feeling of the strongest, obviously this young man is not congenital.

And Xue Xiaocha, who had seen Zhang Siyi use this trick, was wondering why Zhang Siyi seemed to be weaker.

A sword is cut out, and there is no way to avoid it.

It was a powerhouse of Jiang Qige's level who forcibly held a sword resistance.

A crisp voice sounded, and the sword in Jiang Chopping Singer was actually cut off.

Although the sword in his hand was not a divine weapon, it was already a rare good sword in the rivers and lakes, but it was still cut off with one blow.

The long sword was on Jiang Qige's neck, and there was only bitterness left in his heart, defeated.

The young masters around him were scheming, but none of them were sure to catch Zhang Siyi's sword.

They have also seen Wang Feng's strength, and he is even more domineering, can he only challenge that young woman.

When everyone was in doubt, a charming woman walked towards Qin Ye.

This woman has a great reputation in the rivers and lakes, but many people are a little disdainful.

Because of the special exercises she cultivates, she can double cultivate with powerful men to increase her internal strength, which can be said to be an evil way, and her strength can only be regarded as average.

But she has fallen in love with a few old congenital powerhouses, and now she is already a congenital master.

Even if the foundation is not strong, it is innate, and it is not something that ordinary martial artists can compete with.

"Little sister, let my sister play with you."

This woman has no innate master style at all, and she has not yet entered the aperture to use secret techniques, using internal force to pronounce special sounds, which makes people confused and unable to exert her full strength.

Qin Ye is not so shy as a modern woman, but she is also very unhappy, and she slashes out with a sword.

A wind blade flew past the other party's face and slashed directly into the stone wall behind.

A cut was made on the woman's face, and blood remained.

"Divine soldier, another divine soldier."

It seems that he is still a stronger existence than the divine soldiers in Zhang Siyi's hands, where did these people come from, they are even more tyrants than the disciples of the Seven Great Sects.

The sword qi is out of the body, could it be that this woman is also a congenital master, but it doesn't seem to be so strong.

Qin Ye's sword has been transformed by Old Jack, and it can be regarded as a second-order top-level weapon, and it can no longer be completely regarded as a cold weapon, it can be said to be a magic weapon, which has exceeded the understanding of this world.

"How dare you cut my face." A woman attaches the most importance to her appearance, and when her face is cut, the woman explodes at once.

She didn't think about it at all, if Qin Ye hadn't deliberately deviated a little, she would have been cut in half, and rushed over with two fork-like weapons.

It is not a very strong existence in the first place, and under the impatience and corruption, the combat effectiveness is simply the shame of the innate martial artist.

Qin Ye moved briskly in the aperture, his swordsmanship fluttered like a fairy, and he could say that he could dance.

It's just this kind of swordsmanship that has no murderous aura, which makes the opponent helpless.

The extremely clever swordsmanship, coupled with the two that Zhang Siyi had used before, the people present suddenly found that they had seen three swordsmanship that they had never seen before, and they were not from the Sword Sect.

Jingle, Qin Ye stabbed down the opponent's weapon, and it was easy to win.

didn't rely on the wind blade at all, giving people the feeling that she didn't even use three points of strength.

The strength of these few people who appeared out of thin air was so strong that it was even more surprising than their possession of divine weapons.

Could it be that the three treasures were to be obtained by them, and the atmosphere inside the main hall suddenly became oppressive.