Qin Yu's soft eyes stared at the momentum in the ring suddenly like a rainbow, like a young man with a sharp sword, and his thin lips could be stuffed with an egg.

Qin Yurou is also a monk who uses a sword, so she naturally knows the four realms of the sword. I understand more that it is difficult for a monk who uses a sword to enter the four realms of the sword, and five out of a thousand warriors who use a sword can enter the four realms of the sword is a very high percentage, and this effort has nothing to do with talent and chance.

Of course, some geniuses who defy the heavens, demons are not among them, they always have one chance or another, these people are always shining under the treatment of God's gifts, blinding countless pairs of eyes, God will always make some jokes, isn't it.

Qin Yu's soft eyes stared at the young man galloping in the ring, the surprise in his heart turned into coquettishness, Jin Lian stomped lightly, and a crimson rose up on the delicate spirit, indescribably delicate, indescribable charm, inexhaustible amorous, "The hateful disciple, since you have entered the four realms of the sword, you should use it earlier, the people who harm you are worried in vain, hateful, hateful!"

Looking at the changes on Qin Yurou's face, Zhang Tairan was secretly shocked in his heart, it was really stunning, and he immediately smiled and put away his appreciative eyes.

"Even if Brother Xiao enters the four realms of kendo, this battle, it is definitely not easy to win, not to mention the gap between the two in cultivation, just to say that both of them are masters of kendo at will, there is a lot of uncertainty, although they are both kendo with the mood is high, but the soul that supports kendo is not only swordsmanship, but the strength of Lingyuan and its own physical strength and spiritual strength are important skeletons, no matter which one is the first to fail, the final result must be to turn into a revenant soul under the sword!"

Zhang Tairan didn't want Qin Yurou's confidence in Xiaochen to be hit by the blow, so he left the words in his throat and swallowed in his stomach.

Looking at the twin swords of sparks and ice crystals in the ring, how could Zhang Tairan, who is a martial idiot, not be moved, but this is in the territory of Feiyun Pavilion, even the Zhang family, who is the head snake of the ground, has to give face, Zhang Tairan just can't bear to have a seizure, and can only look at it comfortingly, staring at the two figures above with a firm heart, "Between us, a serious battle is inevitable, and it is fortunate to meet an opponent of equal strength." ”

Of course, this is not to say that Zhang Tairan and the other three heroes can't be opponents, it's really because of the identity of the four heroes, and they can't have a happy battle, which makes our martial idiots suffocated, and after meeting Xiaochen, Zhang Tairan has the idea of a fight, and that's all.

However, now, after Xiaochen showed his hidden strength, there was still indifference that came out of nowhere, and the strength of the two made Zhang Tairan's impulse even stronger, if it weren't for the strength of Feiyun Pavilion, the martial idiot would have erupted long ago.

In the battle in the ring, because both of them are in the state of mind of the four realms of kendo, they put away the vision indifferently, and Xiaochen is completely a battle in the way of the sword.

Two monks with swords met together, and both of them had a lot of opinions on swordsmanship, and since they met, it must be a dragon fight.

The sword is a gentleman in the soldiers, but also a king, a mountain does not allow two tigers, not to mention that two kings meet together, who wants two kings in the world?

Xiao Chen's sword pierced the indifferent left cuff, leaving a red sword mark on the white skin, if it weren't for the indifferent reaction speed and the layers of protection of the body, Xiao Chen's sword would not have left only a sword mark to talk about.

Of course, Xiaochen has no murderous intentions, and no human life is allowed in the ring battle, so it is good to let indifference lose its combat power.

A sword failed, Xiaochen flipped upside down in the air, and shouted:

"Cangyue Sword Technique!"

"Akatsuki Slashing Stars!"

"The moon slashes the sun!"

"Red Moon Flame Thorn!"

"Stars hit the moon!"

......

The Lei Yuan Sword condensed in Xiaochen's hand kept waving, and displayed several powerful swordsmanship in the Cangyue Sword Technique.

The thunder and lightning snake of the Lei Yuan Sword was released greedily, bringing a trace of paralysis to the surrounding air.

When Xiaochen pinched his fingers to condense the sword move, he slipped indifferently, the ice sword in his hand was still horizontal in front of his chest, his left hand was pinched, and there were words in his mouth, and the air around him vibrated and became distorted.

Indifferently slashed across the ice sword with his left hand, and when his left hand left the blade, tick!

A bewitching drop of blood dripped from the tip of the index finger, and then a cold light swept through, and the ice sword was nailed to the surface of the ring on one knee indifferently.

Suddenly, a layer of cold ice clattered from the feet of indifference and covered the ring, and countless ice crystals appeared on the ring covered by the ice like new shoots that broke through the ground.

In the middle of the crystal clear ice crystals, there was this bewitching blood bead, which shook like jelly in the middle.

A red moon rose behind Xiao Chen, reflecting on the ice crystals and frost all over the ground, and the indifferent face was slightly red.

There were a few rumbling sounds, and layers of thunderclouds condensed around the red moon, and a thunder dragon rolled in it, swallowing thunder and lightning, and the huge dragon pupils flashed with dazzling thunder and stared at the young man who was holding the ground with his sword below.

Suddenly, Xiaochen's voice slowly rose, and the blood-colored moon shadow shrouded Xiaochen, and there was a black shadow in the middle of the huge red moon, and a little dazzling thunder flashed on one side of the black shadow.

Suddenly, he whispered in mid-air:

"Slash!"

Thundered!

A storm was set off in the thunderclouds, and the thunderclouds collided together, and the thunder dragon turned into a dazzling thunderbolt.

For a while, the entire martial arts arena was filled with thunder light, and the monks who had cultivated a little lower all closed their eyes, and their eyes hurt from the thunder.

The thunder light that the thunder dragon turned into met with several sword moves that were fused together by Xiao Chen on the way to indifference, buzzing!

This time it was as if a chemical reaction had occurred, and the red sword light was covered with a coat of thunder light, whistling and shattering the slashing air, slashing towards indifference.

The cold blood pupils narrowed, and the ice sword clicked and condensed the ice crystals, and suddenly, a long ice crystal one foot wide stretched like a life, and the top suddenly turned into a sharp one, shooting towards the sword light with scattered ice crystals.

Thundered!

Icicles and sword light met unexpectedly, exploded instantly, and the scattered ice crystals with thunder light scattered on the ring like raindrops, bombarding the protective qi of the ring, like a stone throwing into the water, attracting countless ripples.

After a brief move, there was a thunderclap in the air, and a black shadow with thunder light fell slightly.

Click!

With the sound of ice crystals shattering, a cold air rushed to the sky.

Between two shadows that were too fast to catch with the naked eye, they collided together, and then there was a clanging, metallic collision sound.

The two figures fought from mid-air to the ring, and from one side of the ring to the opposite side, densely packed with afterimages.

The onlookers were all sweating in their hands, not for anything else, but for the moment when the winner was decided, the bet they pressed was not for them to win a lot of money.

The battle between the two people in the field has entered the white-hot level, as long as one person takes the lead in the slightest mistake, the battle is over, and the people involved in the gambling game can get their bet to win, a multiplier of one to one but there is a 50% chance of winning, and the hope of winning depends on whether the one who bets can survive to the end.

Countless spectators are excited!

staring intently at the two figures in the field, for fear of missing any details, this juncture is that details determine success or failure.

"Xiaochen, you must win!"

Qin Yu's soft eyes stared at the thunder light, and he prayed silently in his heart.

Of course, there are also many people who expect Xiaochen to win, because if they win, they can get twice the bet.

On the contrary, I hope that Xiaochen will also get twice the amount of bets

。

Bite!

The two of them connected with their long swords and separated in an instant.

Chop!

Xiaochen Qiqi said that Lingyuan was transported to the Lei Yuan Sword, and Wan Zhang Lei Mang slashed towards indifference with a huge momentum with a groundbreaking momentum.

The indifferent and cold blood pupils shot out two bewitching red rays, and the cold air around the ice sword boiled instantly, and the aqua-blue ice sword drew a transparent sword light, stabbing out violently, like a desolate ancient giant beast that walked out of the Nine Shadows and Cold Land, with an extremely cold air slashing towards Xiao Chen, who was holding the sword.

Wow!

A dazzling white and red light lit up the entire martial arts arena, and he was blinded for a while, and then he only listened.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, his ears were instantly deaf, and a bewitching red mushroom cloud exploded in mid-air, with ice crystals and flashing thunder.

Between two breaths, countless monks woke up from their blindness and deafness, and their eyes were full of shock when they looked at the mushroom cloud in the martial arts arena, was this really a movement made by two teenagers?

Arena No. 3, oh no, Ring No. 3 has disappeared, and what has appeared is a huge pit with cracks like spider webs.

Around the rolling mushroom cloud, there is this black stone belt, which is the remnants of the broken stone after the martial arts arena is broken, and it is swept up in the air by the mushroom cloud.

"What about people?"

"Shhh...... Where is this guy gone? gone, blown into slag?"

"Uh...... It's also possible. ”

"Isn't this a cheat! I have money!"

"I'll go, I'll die!"

......

Countless people have voiced their pain, that is, no matter how good your cultivation is, you have to spend money, and it is difficult to move an inch without money, and money is a good thing no matter where it is or at what time it is.

Many people bet all their family wealth on this battle, and this time the two of them are done playing, they really have nothing left to lose, and Feiyun Pavilion will earn a lot of money by then.

"Lost?"

Zhang Tairan stared at the mushroom cloud and said gloomily.

Is there no opponent found here, it's really a trick!

"Xiaochen!"

Qin Yurou looked at the big pit in disbelief, and stared at the mushroom cloud with beautiful eyes stupidly, "You disciple, where you go, come out!"

"Xiaochen!

Qin Yurou roared hysterically.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation.

"Look at someone!"

Everyone looked in the direction the man was pointing, and saw two figures floating out of the top of the mushroom cloud.

Slowly, the two figures fell as fast as lightning.

Before everyone could react, boom!

A burst of dust and smoke splashed from the big pit, and Qin Yurou bit her thin lip lightly, and a little shadow swept towards the big pit.

"Xiaochen!Xiaochen, are you okay!...... You speak!Xiaochen, don't scare me!" Qin Yurou took Xiaochen into her arms and shouted with both hands on Xiaochen's head.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"You...... You tap, I'm falling apart when you're shaking......"

Xiaochen said weakly.

Lying indifferently not far away, his eyes dissipated blood, and returned to aqua blue, a face was still cold, his clothes were ragged, blood was leaking from the corners of his lips, and there were several bruises on his face......

A fresh breeze blew, and the dust and smoke cleared.

Lose both!

The judgment given by Feiyun Pavilion made everyone involved in this gambling game sigh helplessly, and their hearts were cold.

"Alas, I still lost, I was defeated!"

"What's this called! The odds of one to one are a lose-lose situation, isn't this a pit!"

"It's really unlucky! I won't gamble in the future, so I can't afford to lose. ”

......

Looking at the angry spectators, the old man who presided over the gambling game in Feiyun Pavilion smiled so much that the folds on his face could be killed.

"Hey, hey, you've made a lot of money!"