When the sword light danced in the square, and the nine people came out in turn, the miscellaneous hair trail that had been standing with the sword moved, and he was shocked when he moved, his body rotated, turning into a whirlwind, and the gold-plated lightning peachwood sword in his hand slashed out of the wind, and after a few moves, he collided with Yang Kunpeng, who was the first to attack.

Yang Kunpeng is also a leader among the disciples, otherwise he would not be Huang Pengfei's master, and the wooden sword in his hand is made of iron birch. This kind of wood is extremely fine, three times harder than oak trees, twice as hard as ordinary steel, is the hardest wood in the world, the Soviet Union once used iron birch to make rolling balls, bearings, used in speedboats, but at this moment it was Yang Kunpeng to make a wooden sword, and the miscellaneous hair trail together.

These two people are extremely proud of the sword in their hands, full of confidence, as a result, the tip of the sword and the blade of the sword collided together, making a crisp sound, the sound of the dragon chant straight into the sky, the onlookers on the side of the Maoshan disciples and elders couldn't help but fight their eyes wide, some people first cheered in unison, "good skill", and then shouted in surprise: "Good sword!" ”

This sword is a good sword, and people are also the top of the powerful people, the years of playing the sword have many years, although it is the same teacher, but the comprehension of the sword in this hand is different, so the fight is quite exciting, this wonderful is different from the kind of dazzling TV performance, and has the beauty of the combination of mechanics and aesthetic depth, the sword light and the clothes fluttering, making people hold their breath in their chests, breathless excitement.

This iron birch sword and thunder punishment comparison, although the former material is special, but it can not be compared with the rare and rare fine gold, so it seems that the latter is better, but this sword fight, and do not want to be the same as the game card, the comparison is simply a weapon, but in the hand of the sword soldier, the miscellaneous hair trail in a few encounters with Yang Kunpeng, determined to advance, forcing it back two steps, but the swordsmen next to the formation handed the sword in their hands, some cut the neck, some cut the tendons, some picked the door, some poked the chrysanthemum, All kinds of moves, extremely ferocious, where is the slightest demeanor of that cultivator.

Threatened by such a long sword, since the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao had signed an agreement to sell his body regardless of life and death, he did not dare to rely too much on the mercy of his opponent, so he withdrew and returned, and under the guidance of a large arc, the sword blade collided with the various long swords that overlapped, and made a sound like "ding ding ding" like that broken jade, which was quite clear.

As soon as this opening confrontation passed, some people, including me, could see that the sword skills and cultivation of the miscellaneous hair trail were generally one or several grades higher than the swordsmen in the ninety-nine return ceremony, if these people were singled out, the one-on-one duel, I was afraid that there were few opponents of the miscellaneous hairy trail, and some could not even hold on for three or two minutes.

However, one of the depressing things is that these people are idle every day on weekdays, so they practice this small three-talent formation, the big three-talent formation, these formations have been honed and evolved for hundreds of thousands of years, and they have long been fully matured, and there are almost no excessive shortcomings and weaknesses, and such changes and sword momentum, these guys can know how to deal with the road with their eyes closed, how to cooperate, their tacit understanding, is not worse than me and the miscellaneous hair path, on one side is a single prominent miscellaneous hair path, on the other hand is the strength of the balanced nine-person formation, Fools can imagine that after a period of running-in, when this big array gradually exerts its power, the one who is injured and loses is afraid that it is this person who breaks into the formation.

And if any of the guys here are secretly instructed to be heavy-handed and black-handed, I am afraid that the miscellaneous Xiaodao will not even have the life to get out of the battle alive.

So as soon as he came out and saw the nine people who formed the junior talent formation, the senior brother's face was always black, and he looked good at all.

In fact, no matter what you do, everyone needs to get by with each other's face, and there is a degree to everything, so according to the convention, such a ninety-nine return to the yuan, it is more appropriate to let the three generations of disciples who are one generation lower than the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao come over to form the big three talent array, and when Yang Zhixiu sent the second generation of disciples headed by Yang Kunpeng, whether it was Yu Qing or Yu Li, it was too much of a bully.

You must know that the junior talent formation of this level may not be able to break the formation even if an elder breaks the formation.

The senior brother saw the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao fighting hard in the formation, and after a few seconds, he finally felt that he couldn't be silent any longer, so he walked out and walked towards the elders who walked to the viewing platform together, especially Yang Zhixiu, who was in the middle, and said: "The talker, Xiao Keming is a second-generation disciple, and Yang Kunpeng, Hu Mingzhao, Gongzheng, Xu Yi and others are also second-generation disciples, and they are also a middle leader. And the elders can replace the candidates of this big three talent formation, and choose again! ”

Hearing the senior brother's earnest request, the seven elders above all showed different looks, some nodded secretly, and some showed mockery, Mei Lang touched his snow-white beard, and said with a smile to the senior brother who was upset about the miscellaneous hairy path: "Zhicheng, you are not in a hurry for the emperor and the eunuch is in a hurry, that Xiao Keming is the person who is favored by the head of the family, and he is designated to return to the mountain gate, he must have extraordinary skills, standing tall and tall in the forest, and you look at him, the tiger is vigorous, and he is desperate for himself, facing Kun Peng, these senior brothers, The face does not change, you should be completely sure, you are not in a hurry, take a look again......"

Seeing that the miscellaneous hair trail was besieged by nine junior brothers of the same generation as him, Elder Luo Yang also showed an unbearable look on his face, and said to Yang Zhixiu: "Senior brother, the arrangement at this time seems to be a bit harsh, and it is not able to carry forward the purpose of my Maoshan Sect's 'solid foundation and cultivation', what Zhicheng said is not unreasonable, everyone is the same door, why bother to be like that evil demon, you have to live and die?" ”

The old woman with a collapsed nose next to her also echoed and helped say some good things.

Hearing that the few people next to him showed unbearable expressions, Yang Zhixiu weighed it, sighed, nodded, and said that if everyone had any objections to this arrangement, they could have come out before signing the life and death certificate, and everything was easy to say at that time, and now that the test is already underway, it seems that something is wrong. Everyone's opinions need to be respected, but we also need to know what the parties think. In this way, Senior Brother Mei, could you please ask Xiao Keming's opinion and ask him if he would like to end this test first, and then make arrangements after we discuss it?

Hearing Yang Zhixiu's words, Mei Lang's eyes rolled and he understood what he meant, and immediately raised his voice to raise his breath, and shouted at the people who were fighting in the field and asked, "Xiao Keming, are you scared?" If so, we will arrange a weaker opponent for you, the third generation of disciples, the fourth generation of disciples and even the babbling children in this game, you can choose at will, don't be polite to us, ah, hahaha......"

Mei Lang has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he is also proficient in the doorways of the three religions and nine streams, and the surface of these words seems to be caring, pure teachings, but the expression in the bottom of the words is extremely contemptuous, and the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao, who is facing the siege of the three yellow-clothed Taoists, picked up the attack of a bearded man in front of him with a sword, his face changed several times, he seemed to be provoked, and he seemed to be seriously considering Mei Lang's proposal.

To tell the truth, if it were me, at this moment related to life and death, I wouldn't care about this face-saving problem, so I agreed with a cheeky face, the hero doesn't eat the immediate loss, as for the future, let's play slowly, there is no need to learn from those stunned people; And the skin of the miscellaneous hair trail was at least one or two times thicker than mine, so at that moment, I almost thought that he was going to agree.

However, this guy didn't, he danced the thunder punishment in his hand almost to fly, forming a big whirlwind that water could not splash into, and from the center of this sword shadow came an arrogant and unyielding sonorous voice: "Put your bullshit, when has Lao Tzu ever been afraid?" Come on, Elder Mei, if you think that the selected swordsman is not effective, and you will compare it in person, I will have no opinion-kill! ”

The miscellaneous hair trail shouted out a word, and the tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and the speed of the thunder punishment suddenly doubled, stabbing towards the yellow Taoist who staggered past him.

The Daoist had exchanged hands with him for a few rounds before, and he was not on guard, and raised the wooden sword to block the stab.

However, he never expected that a huge amount of force came from the sword body, as if a bullet was coming, stabbing him with a sword, and his body fell towards a distance of seven or eight meters. The swordsman in the "ground" position was broken, and someone stepped forward to reach it, but for a while, he was also slightly flustered, and the formation was unstable.

Stung by the arrogant words of the miscellaneous hairy Xiaodao, Mei Lang was so angry that he jumped to his feet, blew his beard and glared and scolded: "What an arrogant boy, he thinks he has some ability, but he really doesn't know how many catties and taels he has, such a person, if he returns to the mountain gate, what is the use of it?" ”

He chattered like this, some people agreed, but there were also people who projected appreciative eyes at the miscellaneous hairy path in the field, and I saw the senior brother clenching his fists tightly, both excited and proud, but also worried, and my mood was very complicated, while I was more worried. At this moment, I already know that this absent elder is the elder who is in poor health, Deng Zhendong, a real person, and he is a little lost in his heart, if he is there, with the relationship between his sister-in-law and him, maybe he can stand up and say a few words that are stable and beneficial to the miscellaneous hairy path.

The battle is still ongoing, although the sudden outbreak of the miscellaneous hair trail is amazing, but the formation is tight, and the advantage is worn out, Yang Kunpeng suddenly exerts his strength, taking advantage of the miscellaneous hair trail to dodge, and the sword in his hand is flying.

Looking at the thunder punishment that fell into the air, a sneer appeared on the corner of Yang Zhixiu's mouth.

Finally ...... Surrendered? It's a pity I won't let you survive.

And at this time, there was a commotion in the crowd, and Li Zefeng, the disciple next to Fu Jun, took the lead in shouting: "Oh my God, flying sword!" ”