"This is the kung fu of the ghost sword flow?" was silent for a long time before someone asked in a bitter voice.

"What kind of ghost sword flow kung fu, it is clearly a means of fighting scoundrels in the market. One of them said angrily.

"Yes, why am I so vulgar when I say! It is really immoral to use such vulgar methods in the Great Martial Arts Test!" one of them rebuked.

"But he still won......" said a weak voice, which was quiet, but it was dumbfounded by the men who spoke in front of him.

"Perhaps...... Maybe Wu Peng is too weak?" one tried to find the reason.

Then this explanation was quickly agreed: "After all, Yan Jianliu has been in decline for too long, and Wu Peng is naturally not much stronger. ”

There were voices of approval in all directions, and then everyone began to think that the reason for Su Moyu's victory was because Wu Peng was too weak, and then they began to slander wantonly with peace of mind.

Su Moyu was in the crowd, and he naturally heard these voices, but after the big victory, he didn't bother to make any arguments.

Wait a while, and then go on stage and stun two, and see what these guys have to say!

There are many disciples who participated in the Great Martial Arts Test this year, and everyone's cultivation is also uneven, so the battle after that is actually not much to look at. It wasn't until before dusk that the adjudicator called out the name Xiao Jianyang, and the people in the ring cheered up.

"Finally waited for Xiao Jianyang to appear, he lost to Lu Rongting in the last martial arts test, it is said that he has practiced extremely hard in the past few years, and I don't know what kind of realm he is now. ”

"No matter what realm he is, he still can't win against Lu Rongting, and the title of the first disciple of the three generations of Xuanjian Stream is not for nothing. ”

“......”

In the midst of everyone's constant discussions, Xiao Jianyang appeared on the stage, just like the previous indifferent appearance.

Opposite him was a young Taoist priest of the Cold Sword Stream.

Su Moyu stood very far forward, and after observing in the ring for a day, it was the first time he saw someone with a sword flow in his heart make a move, so he naturally watched the battle with a twelve-point spirit.

"Please teach you, senior brother!" The cold sword flow disciple bowed his hand, then drew his long sword, and with a swing on his chest, the temperature up and down the ring dropped a lot!

"It's a good Sinking Ice Sword Qi, and there is such a chill before the sword comes out, I'm afraid that this senior brother of the Cold Sword Flow also has the cultivation of the Harmony Realm. Someone was amazed.

"Make a move. Xiao Jianyang was unmoved, looking at the other party calmly.

Facing Xiao Jianyang's attitude, a trace of annoyance flashed in the young Taoist's eyes, and the sword in his hand swung again, and a sword stabbed out.

As the sword body advanced, the long sword continued to grow forward, and in an instant it grew into a long spear.

"That's Ice Resistance!" someone exclaimed.

Su Moyu, who was in the ring, suddenly widened his eyes, and carefully looked at the spear in the young Taoist priest's hand, and found that the spear in his hand was made of ice except for the original sword body inside, and it was constantly growing.

At this moment, Xiao Jianyang, who was on the stage, was still unmoved, and he didn't even have the idea of moving his body.

"Danger!" Su Moyu shouted from the audience, but it seemed to be a little late.

The long ice spear stabbed straight into Xiao Jianyang's throat, and maybe the next moment, blood would be splattered on the spot.

However.

This desperate stab, but when Xiao Jianyang did not dodge or dodge, the stab was missed.

"Your heart is in turmoil, and the victory is divided. Xiao Jianyang gently pulled out his saber and pointed at the young Taoist priest.

"That's not necessarily!" The young Taoist priest missed, and immediately shook his hand to shake the ice on the sword, and raised the sword again.

Every time he draws out his sword, new ice will grow on the sword, forming all kinds of weapons, and the attack is very gorgeous, causing everyone to cheer.

But Su Moyu in the audience saw a hint of strangeness, although the young Taoist priest seemed to take the initiative from the beginning. But Xiao Jianyang, who was on the defensive, had been walking leisurely, dodging the opponent's attacks one by one, and only occasionally used his sword to block twice.

Obviously, Xiao Jianyang still has some strength left.

After the two fought for dozens of moves, the young Taoist's offensive began to look messy, and the advance and retreat were often no longer so smooth.

These flaws fell in Su Moyu's eyes, and naturally they would also fall in Xiao Jianyang's eyes.

So Xiao Jianyang on the stage waved his sword, seemingly casually, and the young Taoist priest on the opposite side was forced to take a few steps back.

"Are you still here?" Xiao Jianyang asked softly.

"Of course!" The young Taoist priest was annoyed and angry, and raised his sword again, but this time before the ice on the sword was formed, it was smashed by Xiao Jianyang, and his whole person took a few steps back.

"I'm not convinced!" The young Taoist priest was almost crazy at this time, and rushed over with his sword raised, as if he was ready to fight hard.

At this time, everyone on and off the stage frowned, and until now, no one has ever lost so much on stage, no matter whether they win or lose.

The adjudicator in the ring glanced at Xiao Jianyang with a little meaning, and sighed secretly in his heart, knowing that there was no suspense in this battle.

"As I said a long time ago, your heart is in turmoil, and the outcome is decided. Xiao Jianyang raised his sword to block the chaotic attack of the young Taoist, then took a half step back, stopped his sword in front of him, and said with his eyes slightly closed: "Secret sword, flower in a dream." ”

After he finally said these five words, the ring suddenly fell silent, and the young Taoist priest who had been on the stage looked like he had lost his soul, and stood in place with dull eyes.

When!

His sword fell to the ground, and shortly thereafter, the man fell backwards as well.

And in this process, Xiao Jianyang didn't move half a step at all.

"The heart sword flows and the sword wins!" the adjudicator's voice sounded again, and the final game of the first round of Group D was over.

In the awe-inspiring gaze of everyone, Xiao Jianyang paced out of the ring, suddenly stopped when passing by Su Moyu's side, turned his head to look at him and asked, "You also won?"

Su Moyu responded: "Yes." ”

Xiao Jianyang nodded and said, "It seems that some people really underestimate you." With that, he left the ring.

So far, the first round of Group D has ended, and a total of 33 people have advanced.

At this time, it was getting late, and after repeated discussions, the judges decided to stop here for the first day of the battle, and only posted the battle table for the second round the next day on the high wall of the Sword Dance Flat, and then announced the disbandment.

But the disciples in the Sword Dance Flat refused to leave, but instead rushed to the high wall, looking up at the eight red lists, to see if the people they were concerned about had successfully squeezed into the second round.

Su Moyu was naturally in the crowd, looking up at the red list of Group D, it was easy to find his name in an inconspicuous place, and under his name, he was his opponent tomorrow.

"Xuanjian Liudeyang ......" Su Moyu thought about it for a while, and found that he had no impression of this name, so he couldn't help but shake his head gently.

At this moment, he was gently patted on the shoulder, and when he looked back, he saw Han Yan looking at him with a smile on his face.

"I don't see it, you're quite a bit of a fool. She laughed.

Su Moyu also smiled and said, "Luck, luck." ”

Han Yan pouted and said, "I suddenly became humble at this time, no matter how I listen to it, it's too hypocritical." ”

Su Moyu spread his hands and said, "Then what should I say?"

Han Yan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter what you say, anyway, you won't be able to win against Senior Brother Xiao in the end." ”

When Su Moyu heard this, he thought back to the battle not long ago, and shook his head impatiently and sighed: "Probably." ”

Originally, Han Yan thought about it, Su Moyu at this time should have said some more bold words, but when she saw his depressed appearance, she was a little overwhelmed, and it took a long time before she said, "What's wrong?"

Su Moyu sighed again and said, "Just now I saw Senior Brother Xiao fighting, and as a result, I couldn't understand his last secret sword. ”

Han Yan understood, lowered his head and pondered for a moment: "That is the Heart Sword, when the sword comes out, it will fall in the hearts of people, and it will give birth to illusions." If your mind is unstable, you will surely be defeated by this sword."

When Su Moyu heard this, he thought back to the previous battle, and his mouth suddenly opened for a while.

"I see, the so-called heart sword is the sword of illusion, especially when the mind is not strong, it is easy to be hit hard by the heart sword. ”

Han Yan smiled and said, "That's probably it." ”

Su Moyu's doubts were solved, and he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, but as soon as he lowered his head and looked at Han Yan again, he was a little embarrassed and said, "If you tell me such information, your senior brother won't be angry, right?"

Han Yan shook his head and said, "It's not a secret, even if I don't say it, you can find out from somewhere else." What's more, Senior Brother Xiao is broad-minded, how can he be angry with me for this little thing?"

Su Moyu smiled and said, "Since this is the case, then I will rest assured, and when I fight against your Senior Brother Xiao the next day, I will not be at a loss." ”

The two of them were talking, and suddenly heard a sneer from someone behind them: "Yo, the person who picks up dung really thinks he has a chance to face Xiao Jianyang?"

When Su Moyu and the two turned around, they saw a tall sect disciple standing behind Su Moyu, looking at Su Moyu with disdain.