"The sword heart is clear, the sword eye has been opened, this son is really a genius. ”

"Well, the six grades of the Xuan Shi can fight with that kid of the Qi family, which is indeed extraordinary. Cangyue City, right, this seat is a little curious, Mu Yushan has done some interesting things over the years. ”

On the stands, even Shi Song and Tianlan Emperor didn't feel a little surprised in their eyes, and the two talked softly for a while, and then moved their eyes to the ring again.

As the sword momentum poured out, a faint smile finally appeared on Xue Xingqi's Gu Jing Wubo's face, and he glanced at Qi Bai, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

"You throw in the towel, I don't want to waste my time. ”

"Heh, it's just a waste in a remote place, I really think that if I am lucky enough to comprehend the sword momentum, I will be able to make my enemy, and today I want you to see what it means to be a foundation. ”

As if stimulated by Xue Xingqi's words, Qi Bai's face suddenly flushed with a little annoyance, and the crimson fire attribute Xuan power escaped from his sword blade, only to see him holding the sword in both hands and slashing towards Xue Xingqi.

With a bit of mockery in his eyes, Xue Xingqi had already flashed to the side before Qi Bai's long sword slashed down, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and Xuan Li mixed with sword momentum slashed out of his hand Dao sword light, and the sword light rushed straight to Qi Bai.

"Lion King Slash!"

Qi Bai held the sword to block the oncoming sword light, and then withdrew and dodged, the crimson Xuan power was added to the long sword, Qi Bai roared violently, and a sword qi in the shape of a lion's head burst out from the tip of the sword, and then his footsteps flashed, and the long sword appeared with Qi Bai beside Xue Xingqi.

Seeing Qi Bai's killing intent in front of him, Xue Xingqi took a deep breath, and then the sword momentum suddenly radiated out from around him, Qi Bai's figure paused obviously, but under the gap in the cultivation of the third grade, this sword still slashed down.

Xue Xingqi didn't dodge, he saw him holding the sword horizontally, the blood-red sword light lingered around the sword body, and even his pupils were with a trace of blood, his eyes were slightly cold, Xue Xingqi smiled, and then he also took a step forward with his sword, only to see two red sword rays meet from the air, and then gradually disappear, under the sword light, the two long swords, one red and one black, collided violently.

Although Qi Bai has the cultivation of the third grade ahead, but the suppression of the sword cultivator by the sword momentum is really surprising, Xue Xingqi actually relied on the cultivation of the sixth grade of the Xuan and Qi Bai stiffly stalemate, a moment later, the two of them withdrew their swords at the same time and left, just at the moment when Qi Bai retreated, Xue Xingqi once again crossed the sword and swung the sword, the blood-red sword flew out with the sword body, Qi Bai obviously did not expect such a change, the sword light flew out from his left shoulder, and there was also an arm and a miserable cry that resounded throughout the field.

In the stands, everyone was blindsided for a moment, after all, it often takes time for a martial artist to use a sword technique, but Xue Xingqi seemed to be familiar with a sword trick, and he could use it at will when he raised his hand, which couldn't help but be more vigilant than everyone else.

"Okay, okay, Cangyue City, right, I remember. ”

The elder of the Qi family flew off the stage, glanced at Xue Xingqi with disgust, and then quickly left here with Qi Bai and the broken arm. Until the disciples of the Proud Sword Pavilion announced the results, Xue Xingqi didn't look at the Qi family elder and Qi Bai again, he walked out of the ring with his head down, and only for a certain moment, he showed a meaningful smile at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen naturally saw Xue Xingqi's gaze, and the moment Xue Xingqi smiled at him, Ye Chen's heart suddenly became a little cold, for some reason, Ye Chen always felt that this gaze was a little familiar, but it was extremely unfamiliar.

Although Xue Xingqi's battle caused bursts of chanting, the Tianlan Dabi continued, and after a few hours passed, the second round of the Tianlan Dabi was over, with the total number of Dabi remaining in 1,000 people, and the last four people left in Cangyue City.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the final round of the Tianlan Great Competition, and the last two hundred of you will be left behind to return to the Proud Sword Pavilion, the Martial Arts Holy Land in the Eastern Regions, with us, so young people who think they have a chance should not hide it, and you can show all your strength in today's battle. After a night of silence, Ye Chen and the others came to the venue of the competition early, waiting for the final round of elimination. On the third pole of the day, Shi Song changed into a white robe, brushed the beard on his chin, and then walked to the ring and spoke slowly.

The disciples of the Proud Sword Pavilion familiarly called out the numbers of the contestants, and as the battle gradually progressed, the sighs and shouts in the stands were endless, Ye Chen's eyes slowly swept over, and there was a little silence in his heart, if he had never met Dan Yao at the beginning, he was probably trapped in that small place in Cangyue City now, so how should his father and mother find it......

"Ring No. 2, No. 527 vs. No. 83. ”

A shout interrupted Ye Chen's contemplation, shook his head and shook off his irritable thoughts, Ye Chen walked down the stairs and stepped into the ring.

"Heavenly Fire City, Huo Ming, I've seen Brother Ye. ”

"Cangyue City, Ye Chen, fortunately. ”

On the stands, Ye Chen looked at the red-clothed young man opposite, the two exchanged a salute, and then began to slowly run the Xuan Force.

"Fire Yuan Finger!"

"Red Flame Palm!"

Between the lingering Xuanli, the two seemed to have made an appointment, but they didn't even use weapons, but they just fought hard one move at a time.

Although it is one grade lower than Huoming, because of the unique heaviness of the nameless exercises, Ye Chen has not fallen behind in such hard fighting, and even with the flexibility of his body, he can occasionally take advantage of it.

"Brother Ye's strength is profound, Huo Ming admires it, I thought that I could suppress Brother Ye by virtue of the difference in rank, but now it seems that I think too much. Huo Ming has been practicing for more than ten years, and what he is best at is not his fists and feet, Brother Ye, show your sword. ”

After another hard fight, Huo Ming pulled away and smiled helplessly, and then took out a crimson halberd from the storage ring.

glanced at Huo Ming in surprise, Ye Chen really never thought that the weapon used by such a character as Huo Ming would be a war halberd, the Yan Sun Sword appeared in his hand, and Ye Chen also took out his own weapon.

"Brother Ye, this halberd is also known as Huoming, this move is also Huoming, you have taken it!"

Seeing Ye Chen using his sword, Huo Ming laughed, the battle halberd was held high, the crimson streamer rushed straight to Ye Chen, and he swung his sword to meet him, Ye Chen took a few steps back suddenly, and the battle halberd was powerful and heavy, and it was really not something that the long sword could directly contend with.

Huo Ming smiled happily, and then his footsteps flashed, and the halberd swung again, Ye Chen helplessly withdrew to dodge, and the halberd slashed to the ground from mid-air, bringing violent fluctuations of Xuan power, and then the halberd body flashed, and the halberd and the long sword collided again.

"Hot day!"

Ye Chen also understood that it was not a way to be forced to retreat all the time, and Xuan Li lingered around the long sword, and a sword curtain struck out from the blade.

Under the sword, there was a long roar of fire, and the halberd split the sword curtain straight and pounced on Ye Chen.

Smiled helplessly, Ye Chen also understood that he still underestimated this fire sound, such a martial art as the Yanyang Sword Technique really couldn't keep up with the current battle, and the Seven Stars stepped forward, it seemed that he had to expose something today.

"Halberd Dance!"

Huo Ming retreated a few positions, the red light on the halberd flickered, and then the mysterious steps and the halberd light stabbed at Ye Chen together.

Under the operation of the Seven Star Steps, Ye Chen avoided Huoming's blow, and then the sword intent on the long sword was full of intent, and the fiery red light lingered, Ye Chen's eyes flashed a little sharp, and he stabbed at Huoming with his sword.

"No matter the years, let the wind sing, cut the wind and the moon, and leave no one. ”

As if infected by the battle intent of the fire, Ye Chen smiled happily, and then used his strongest sword technique in the true sense of the word—Xingwu. The first style of the Xingwu Sword Technique is called Xingyue, and the red string light like the red moon flies out from the blade of the sword, and it goes straight towards the fire.

Feeling the piercing sword intent on Ye Chen's long sword, the fire roared and the halberd blocked, and between the halberd swings, even though Ye Chen's footwork was exquisite, the sword still failed to break through the defense of the fire roar.

"Brother Ye's sword is good, but there is a second form in the fire halberd dance!"

Huo Ming smiled happily, the Xuan Li of the two of them, who were both fire attributes, boiled in the air, and even the air above the ring was scorched a little, Huo Ming waved his big hand, and took off his shirt without care, his sturdy body was with a hint of red light, and the halberd was also high-spirited.

Ye Chen also smiled, fighting like this is really happy, took out two jars of good wine, Ye Chen casually threw an altar to Huoming, and then the wine seal was lightly opened, Ye Chen held the altar in one hand, and looked up to the sky to drink bitterly. Huo Ming took the wine jar, leaning on the halberd with his back, and the wine flowed down the corners of his mouth to his shoulders, bringing a trace of mist.

The fighting spirit on the ring is high, and the atmosphere on the stands is even hotter, although most of the people who come to participate in the Tianlan Dabi are children of the family, but they are also teenagers, who doesn't want to have such a hearty battle, many family ladies can't help shouting, until the elder next to him helplessly tugged at his sleeves, and then sat down with a crimson face, his eyes full of obsession.

Throwing off the wine jar, Ye Chen's body suddenly exuded a sword intent that permeated the whole audience, the Yanyang Sword emitted bursts of clear sword sounds, and many long swords in the battlefield trembled unconsciously, and the sword momentum came out, and the hundred swords surrendered.

The exclamations were endless, no one would have thought that there were two martial artists who comprehended the sword momentum in the small Cangyue City, and looking at the fierce sword intent on Ye Chen's body, this sword momentum was obviously much deeper than Xue Xingqi's comprehension.

Huo Ming also laughed loudly, and a trace of sparks appeared beside him, and between the swing of the halberd, he saw a trace of fire in the air.

"This is the momentum of fire!" is another exclamation, no matter what kind of momentum, but anyone who comprehends can be regarded as a rare genius in this world, no one would have thought that in the elimination battle of the Tianlan election, there will be a duel between the two potentials, cheers one after another, although many people have been eliminated, but to be able to see such a battle, in their eyes is worthwhile.

"Haha, Brother Ye really didn't disappoint me, it's just that this battle came too early, it's a pity. ”

The momentum of fire lingered beside him, and Huo Ming smiled at Ye Chen, but there was a trace of regret in this laughter, no matter who wins or loses in this battle, one of the two will fall in the elimination battle.

"Brother Huoming doesn't have to be like this, the way of a martial artist is to fight with the sky and people, any chance, if there is a fate, it should belong to you and me, if there is no fate, then what if you give up this opportunity!"

It seems that because of the drunken wine, Ye Chen shook his head and smiled, and then said slowly, it seems that in his opinion, entering the Proud Sword Pavilion is also an opportunity in his life, and he doesn't have to care too much about it.