Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Sword Becomes Famous

Seeing Leng Zhao sacrifice a flying sword, Tan Luo also threw out a wood axe: "Feihong!" ”

Everyone only felt that the light in front of them was dazzling, and they subconsciously closed their eyes. When the light faded, when I opened my eyes again, I saw a divine sword standing in the glow, the sword body was as thin as a cicada's wings, the blade was like autumn frost, the neon light was colorful, and the sword qi was like a rainbow.

"Good sword!" Everyone praised one after another, and even a few elders sitting in the sky pavilion couldn't help but get up and take a look.

"This sword is full of spiritual power, it looks like an ancient thing, but I don't remember any divine sword called 'Feihong', Senior Sister Qingdui, do you recognize this sword?" Elder Qingfeng asked suspiciously.

"I haven't heard of this sword either, and it's not recorded in the ancient books of the Six Realms." Qing Du shook her head and replied, at this moment she was standing in the pavilion and staring at the girl in the field, but the girl's face seemed familiar, where had she seen it?

At the same time, on another fairy island in the middle of the air, a light veil hung around the pavilion, accompanied by the crisp and pleasant sound of jade wind chimes, the veil swayed with the wind, revealing two handsome and slender figures.

"Tianzun, you can lose two games of chess to me today, if you don't care, I will win this game." The man in scarlet clothes picked up the white son and fell down happily, "If you care about that disciple, why did you withdraw from the review in the first place?" ”

The purple-shirted man sitting opposite looked down, his eyes were gentle and delicate, only her, he couldn't calculate the future. It is precisely because he cares too much that instead of sitting in the judging seat as the patriarch of the founding school, ignoring everything and only looking at wins and losses, it is better to abandon the rules and precepts and guard them secretly.

Holding back his mind, the purple-shirted man was as indifferent as ever, and his cold tone did not carry any emotion: "What about you, Ziyou, why did you withdraw from the review?" ”

The man in scarlet clothes curled the corners of his lips, and there was only the world in his compassionate eyebrows, he glanced at the girl in the field and said indifferently: "Tianzun even gave the divine sword of the Chen Ge Holy Venerable to that female cultivator, if I don't withdraw from the review, I am afraid that I will be coerced by you day and night." ”

The other party's words sounded rude, but it was a fact, if he continued to serve as the final judge, he would indeed be forced to persecute Ziyou because he was worried that Tan Luo would not be selected. But after all, he is the master of the human world and the founder of the immortal cultivation world, how can a true god who has lived for tens of thousands of years bow his head in front of this junior.

So, the purple-shirted man smiled meaninglessly: "The head of Ziyou should be very interested in that Leng Zhao, but in today's duel, he has no chance of winning." ”

"How is it possible, although that female cultivator's cultivation is even better, Leng Zhao's swordsmanship talent is unmatched among the disciples." Qing Ziyou frowned at him, not to mention that the destructive power in the female cultivator's body had already been strengthened and sealed by Tianzun.

The purple-shirted man casually threw out a sunspot and laughed lightly: "Isn't the head of Ziyou sure that the deity will threaten you for that female cultivator, why, don't you believe the judgment of the deity?" ”

Qing Ziyou was slightly stunned, he has only been on the road of cultivating immortals for 10,000 years, and he can be regarded as reading countless people, and the monks who are more diligent and hard-working than him are like carp crossing the river, but in the end, there are only a handful of people who can gain a foothold in a high place. He only believed that his fate was determined by heaven, and he and the elders and the masters of the peaks, which one was not brilliant and talented.

Although he didn't know much about the entanglement between that female cultivator and Tianzun, it was simply nonsense to be delusional to outperform Leng Zhao!

Tan Luo was standing in the sword arena at the moment, unconcerned about the attention of the outside world. Since the opponent was a high-profile genius monk like Leng Zhao, she didn't want to hide her dress and dress low-key.

Seeing that the other party was not in a hurry to make a move, Tan Luo planned to fight quickly, using the fifth style of Shengtian swordsmanship "Treading Snow Without a Trace", and pinching the sword with his right hand to launch an offensive.

Leng Zhao saw her attack, and he also resisted with the sword, and Shengtian's swordsmanship was used by him to the fullest, and the sword moves were flexible and changeable, and the connection was smooth and free. The flying sword is as fast as lightning in mid-air, and the speed is so fast that it is difficult to catch with the naked eye, which is amazing.

is worthy of being a genius monk with the first physical cultivation, Tan Luo can only see the trajectory of the flying sword after opening the eye of the sky, and can integrate the same set of swordsmanship into his own style and realize the true meaning.

However, no matter how strong the opponent's strength is, the first person she is a miscellaneous disciple of Yanfeng is not a fuel-efficient lamp, the more invincible the opponent, the more dark it is to defeat him.

In her words, she just wants to beat the other party to the bottom of the flowers, the ass is urinating, and he doesn't even know his parents.

"This Leng Zhao's swordsmanship really lives up to its reputation, if I go up to the duel, I will definitely lose within ten moves."

"You can still hold on to ten moves, and you want me to make three moves."

"How many tricks do you think this Epilo can last?"

"Well, there are thirty moves so far, I really can't see it, how many times does this wood-chopping girl have, this competition is interesting!"

"It's such a fast sword, it's dazzling to look at, if you want me to say that if this is not a sword duel, with the divine sword controlled by Tan Luo, maybe Leng Zhao will be split."

"That's true, that girl gave the other party a few points, eh, look, Leng Zhao has changed her swordsmanship!"

In the arena, the two flying swords fought for dozens of rounds, and in mid-air, the light shone non-stop. The swordsmanship of these two people is at the peak, like a perfect fire, plus the two sides of the duel use Shengtian swordsmanship, and the change of moves is kept in mind, and it is difficult to surprise for a while.

Leng Zhao became more and more frightened the more he fought, he wanted to decide the winner within ten moves, but who knew that Tan Luo first sacrificed the divine sword, but restrained its sword qi so as not to injure himself by mistake.

Since cultivating immortals, with his qualifications and strength, he has always been humble to his peers, in order not to hurt others and preserve his strength, and now he has gone all out, but he has been easily defused by the other party at the important juncture of the offensive. Moreover, the divine sword controlled by the other party did not exert its due power at all, and this kind of insurmountable frustration turned out to be so uncomfortable.

Leng Zhao changed from offense to defense, adjusted his breath, and cultivated his body and mind, and his calm and calm mind made him calm down immediately and focus on pure swordsmanship.

Since the first seven forms of Shengtian Sword Technique can't help her, it is better to try the newly practiced Ninth Form "Five Elements Trapped God Array", and after making up his mind, Leng Zhao and the five flying swords will besiege Tan Luo in the formation with the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

"Lady, this kid wants to bully you, do you need to make a stumbling block for her husband secretly?" Stained in the spirit beast bag, the voice was transmitted.

"It's okay, he wants to beat me up, let him jump a few times first." Tan Luo replied, but he pondered in his heart that this Leng Zhao had cultivated the sword formation with the cultivation of the Jindan period, and his strength was really fierce, if he hadn't been lucky enough to have the help of his shit pupil, he would have burped at this moment.

Tan Luofu lowered his body and flexibly dodged the first round of attacks, since he didn't know how to dissolve the sword formation, he might as well use the tenth-style "Seven Star Soul Locking Array" to try it hard. She pinched the trick with both hands, her fingers changed rapidly, forming intricate spell marks, and her clothes fluttered and danced, drawing a blue afterimage like riding the wind and waves.

There were bursts of sword roars in the air, rainbow lights flashed non-stop, and under the clear blue sky, the glow was like a god and a Buddha descending.

The seven divine swords bloom like a holy lotus, each guarding its position, varied, each divine sword alone guards the corner, and cooperates with each other. The powerful spiritual power wave centered on the sword array, bursting out with a strong wave of qi in mid-air, and in an instant, the sword array under Leng Zhaobu fell apart and was devastated.

"Shengtian Sword Technique Tenth Style, how can it be ......" Leng Zhao was attacked by spiritual power, and the corners of his mouth flowed red bloodshots, the tenth form was actually comprehended by her, and he practiced diligently day and night before he could practice the Five Elements Trapped God Array.

Tan Luo couldn't bear it after seeing the injured expression on the other party's face, so she flipped over with her bare hand and lifted the sword formation.

She looked at Leng Zhao who fell to the ground, and Zhiwu said for a long time: "Leng Zhao is the same door, in fact, you are already strong enough, and I am just a strong divine sense, which is just suitable for practicing the tenth style sword formation, and it is pure luck to win you." ”

"Just a fluke?" Leng Zhao said.

Tan Luo saw that Leng Zhao's face was getting paler and paler, and she rubbed the corners of her clothes helplessly, she really wouldn't say those comforting words!

Leng Zhao caught a glimpse of the girl's helpless appearance, and he was completely uncomposed. He smiled, supported his body and slowly stood up, his fingertips shot out a glimmer of light to break the barrier set by Tan Luo, and then faced the girl, hugged his fists and said: "Disciple Leng Zhao's skills are not as good as others, and he is willing to admit defeat." ”

These words were mixed with a bit of spiritual power, and the voice was loud, and every monk present could hear it clearly, and there was an uproar immediately.

When Leng Zhao heard those discussions, he stepped into the teleportation array without care, his back was as tall as a pine, and he disappeared into the array in an instant.

"That girl really won, why didn't you see it clearly at all, what kind of sword formation did they use in the end?"

"I don't know what kind of sword formation it is, I only heard that the last three styles of this Shengtian swordsmanship are extremely subtle and powerful, but after all, only the cultivation above the Yuan Infant can practice, and now when I see it, it is really an eye-opener."

"What's the matter, I'll just say that Luo Luo won, you don't care how she wins, hurry up and give the money!" Gong Zi pinched the right time to touch it and collect the money.

And in the fairy island floating in the air, the scarlet-clothed man's eyes were full of disbelief: "That female cultivator turned out to be born with different pupils, which is really rare!" ”

He has only seen the legend of the alien pupil in ancient books, and the heavenly eye is divided into natural and acquired, and only the natural heavenly eye can be called the alien pupil.

In addition to the powerful divine sense, those with different pupils can be divided into the extremely defensive rebirth pupil, the invisible Shura pupil, the heart binding pupil that confuses the mind, and the heavenly destiny pupil that sees through the past life and the future, etc.

Those with different pupils, who are born and cause strife, have been the target of competition from all walks of life since ancient times. In the past, Jiang Ziya, the master of the human realm, and Yan Bo, the demon venerable who fell off the broken dragon platform 10,000 years ago, are now the Eastern Emperor of the Demon Realm.

There are only a handful of people with different pupils, and I can't imagine that Tan Luo is too, although it is a pupil technique that can only protect himself, but it can also be used by him.

"Ziyou is in charge, Tan Luo is the person of the deity, if you want to use her to purify sentient beings and help the world, the deity is resolutely not allowed." The purple-shirted man said indifferently, in her previous life, she had the world in her heart and compassion, but she didn't love him alone.

In this life, even if he loses all the world, he will not let her go!