Normally, in the Yuanwu King Realm at Fengwu's age, the degree of awakening of his bloodline should be able to reach more than six heavens, but the awakening level of Fengwu's bloodline is only four and a half, and even five heavens have not been reached. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was precisely because the degree of bloodline awakening was too low that Feng Wu was not selected by the high-ranking elders of the academy, nor was he poached from the academy by other big forces, otherwise, with his talent in the sword path alone, he would have already become a treasure snatched by the major forces.

The first to seize the opportunity to challenge Bian Qing, the black-robed Feng Wu looked radiant, he liked kendo, but he was also obsessed with archery. I heard that yesterday Bian Qing defeated Wang Fengjiao, one of the school's double jiao, with his divine bow and archery skills. For not seeing it with his own eyes, Feng Wu regretted it.

Feng Wu recalled that at that time, he was being oppressed by Ye Junjie to die and live, and he had no time to be distracted. Because of this, the first opponent Feng Wu wanted to challenge today chose Bian Qing.

Standing in the ring, what Feng Wu is looking forward to most is that Bian Qing can take out the bow and arrow, and just like dealing with Wang Fengjiao, he will fight with his own strength with divine archery skills, so that he can feast his eyes, as for whether he can take the position of the champion, he is not too obsessed.

Looking at Feng Wu, Bian Qing was far less excited than this guy. Looking back on yesterday, similar to Feng Wu, Bian Qing was not impressed by this black-robed Feng Wu.

Yesterday's martial arts competition, all his thoughts were placed on Feng Wushuang's disguised young man, the Shuiyun disciple who was known as Qingfeng by everyone, and he didn't pay much attention to the competition between Ye Junjie and Feng Wu, and he didn't even know anything about Feng Wu being a kendo genius.

Bian Qing's thoughtful appearance made Feng Wu a little dissatisfied, Bian Qing was handsome, but because he was lonely since he was a child, there was always a faint sadness between his eyebrows, which in Feng Wu's view, he always felt that Bian Qing looked down on himself, and Feng Wu, who was born poor, also had a strong self-esteem.

The black-robed Fengwu's natal weapon was a simple long sword, the long sword was suspended in the air, shining brightly, and a fierce sword intent instantly attracted Bian Qing's attention.

"It's kind of interesting! This Feng Wu turned out to be a sword cultivator. ”

Bian Qing has always wanted to find a suitable sword cultivation match to hone his kendo martial arts, but unfortunately, these days, he has encountered a lot of opponents, but there is no sword cultivation that really makes him look at him, which is also the main reason why he has always used the Void Breaking Fist to fight against the golden light hand, but he did not deliberately hide his sword cultivation strength.

Feng Wu is different, he is at the beginning of the Yuanwu King Realm, but he has already fused the natal Yuan weapon to the realm of the unity of mind and spirit, which shows that the strength of his sword path has reached an extraordinary level.

During the retreat of Tianyu Mountain Gate, Bian Qing in addition to improving the realm, most of the time, put on the cultivation and perception of the longbow sword technique and the Tianyu sword technique, and now he finally found an opponent, and he was immediately excited, although his heart refining skill has reached the second heaven, but he has not yet differentiated the Dan Yuan into the key point, therefore, he has not yet entered the body of a natal element.

Seeing that Feng Wu was so skillful in manipulating this simple long sword, Bian Qing didn't mention how envious he was.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng"

Feng Wu was angry now, and naturally he didn't leave his hand under the sword, and he didn't wait for Bian Qing to take out his weapon, and he had already swung his sword and stabbed it.

Bian Qing smiled slightly, and with a movement of his mind, the Peerless Sword had flown into his hand from the Invisible Ring, and the path of the Attacking Sword had been tightly sealed.

Bian Qing's swordsmanship comes from the longbow swordsmanship and the Tianyu swordsmanship, these two sets of swordsmanship are not the traditional swordsmanship of the Tianyuan Continent, and the moves and realm divisions of the swordsmanship are completely different from those of the Tianwu Continent.

Feng Wu's swordsmanship is endlessly varied, and his tricks are even more varied, just like a kaleidoscope of sword skills. Sometimes like a storm, sometimes like a cold moon and a light breeze, sometimes open and close, sometimes ruthless.

This Feng Wu didn't know how many people's swordsmanship he had borrowed, almost every sword skill was integrated into his own sword skills, and against it, it was not like fighting against a swordsman at all, but it was like dealing with ten, or even a hundred sword cultivators at the same time.

Bian Qing was overjoyed, what his kendo lacked most was different opponents, and this Feng Wu alone made up for this shortcoming, Bian Qing was not in a hurry to attack with all his strength, but instead took a defensive position, constantly teasing Feng Wu to take out all his strength.

It was not only Bian Qing who was overjoyed, Feng Wu was also pleasantly surprised, in the face of Bian Qing's moves that were different from the sword martial arts of the Tianyuan Continent, Feng Wu, who loved swords and became crazy, was almost brought into a new world of swordsmanship.

A person who cultivates a sword, the sword sees his heart, and the sword shows his nature. In the blink of an eye, thousands of moves have been exchanged, and they have understood each other's temperament from the sword, Bian Qing from the sword, knowing that Feng Wu is not as arrogant and domineering as it seems on the surface, Feng Wu can also know from the sword that Bian Qing is a person of temperament.

By this time, Feng Wu had long forgotten the secret technique of drawing out the Bian Qing Divine Bow to the Nine Clouds, and he used his whole body skills to fully display his sword dao perception and experience, just hoping to let the other party have the same feedback.

Where the two are still competing, it is completely the perception and confirmation of their respective kendo realms, the two sword to sword, I don't know how many rounds of the battle, the two of them have infinite changes in the wonderful sword moves, so that the disciples who use the sword in the audience are drunk and obsessed, and even many elders have realized and gained a lot.

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"Okay, good, this son is quite suitable for my Tianyuan Dao technique, and he is a material that can be made!"

The Tianyuan Dao Sect's Elder Xiao couldn't help but nod, and he valued Bian Qing more and more.

"He's Bian Qing, the surviving boy in Geshu City!"

The young man surnamed Wu standing beside Elder Xiao finally remembered the true face of the young man in front of him.

"Geshucheng!" When these three words appeared in the heart of the young man surnamed Wu, he was overjoyed and excited. However, after Elder Xiao suddenly exclaimed, the young man surnamed Wu was suddenly shocked, and Bian Qing was full of vigilance and hatred.

Others don't know Bian Qing's origin, but he knows it clearly. In Geshu City that day, he, Senior Brother Xiao and Senior Sister Feng accidentally rescued a young man in the city, who had no cultivation at that time, and could be said to be an ordinary man.

It's only been a year, and this young man has jumped four levels in a row, a big realm, and become a beginner-level kendo genius in the Yuanwu King Realm, this growth speed is too terrifying.

"The orphan in Geshu City is not an ominous person, this son is very likely to have the mandate of heaven, he is a peerless genius, and he must be included in my Tianyuan Dao Sect. ”

Thinking of what Senior Brother Xiao and himself had said after reporting the incident in Geshu City to the master, the young man surnamed Wu became more and more full of jealousy and hatred towards Bian Qing.

"You must not let him enter the sect, and you must not let anyone know that he is from Geshu City!"

The young man surnamed Wu's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, how to stop Elder Xiao from recruiting Bian Qing into the Tianyuan Dao Sect! Even his Senior Brother Xiao, he had the idea of getting rid of him.

Heavenly cycle, retribution is unpleasant. On that day, the young man surnamed Wu accompanied Senior Sister Feng to prevent Senior Brother Xiao from recruiting Bian Qing, so that Tianyuan Daozong lost the opportunity to obtain Bian Qing.

And this time, the young man surnamed Wu knew Bian Qing's identity, and chose to cover it up with hostility, and even did not hesitate to design a vicious plan, but it pushed Bian Qing to the opposite side of Tianyuan Daozong, because of the selfish desires of the young man surnamed Wu, Tianyuan Daozong planted the bane of the sect's almost severance, but it was also an unpredictable fate.

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"Hey, this kid is very good, who told Lao Tzu that he was a waste of firewood blood!"

On the viewing platform, the strong man who paid attention to Bian Qing, of course, was not only the Elder Xiao of the Tianyuan Dao Sect. The person who spoke was a powerful and majestic man in the army.

"Generalissimo Long, Huang doesn't dare to talk nonsense like this, that day on the Broken Soul Ridge, it is said that many strong people of the sect have examined it, this son Danyuan is obscure, and there are many impurities, and even the Yuanwu Monarch Realm is afraid that it is difficult to reach, so he has set an evaluation of the bloodline of waste firewood. In Huang's opinion, this son's bloodline is miraculous, and his luck is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and his future is limitless!"

An old man in thin palace clothes whispered to Generalissimo Long who came to watch the ceremony.

"Hehe, Lao Huang, your vision is unique, and Ben Shuai has always admired him, but you know that this son is extraordinary, but you don't stop Long'er from becoming his enemy, isn't it a little uninteresting?!"

Generalissimo Long's tone changed, and he asked with some dissatisfaction.

"Dashuai, the old slave is just a minion, if the one in the palace wants to be like this, how can I stop it. Fortunately, the handsome man had a plan for a long time, and he didn't settle any grievances with this son, right?!"

Manager Huang smiled slightly, as if he had long known about Generalissimo Long's dealings with Bian Qing.

"I can't hide anything from you, an old fox! Such a good seedling, don't be snatched away by this group of monsters, how to say, this son is also a person in our army, and I Long will never agree." Mr. Huang can't protect himself at that time?!"

"Everything is arranged by the Generalissimo!"

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"Fourth, the young man on the stage seems to be the bloodline of the Holy Ancestor, should we make a move now!"

In a remote corner of the viewing platform, a white-faced young man looked at a young man with a cold face, and asked in a voice.

"The third child, let's observe it secretly, this son's bloodline must be related to the family, but it is not as terrifying as the legend, every time I look at him, I have a very uncomfortable feeling, I always feel that if I contact this son, for my Du family, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse?!"

The cold young man's eyes flickered, and he had a worried expression.

"Fourth, I listen to you, you have always been the most knowledgeable among our brothers, and I also have a very unhappy feeling when I see this kid. ”

The white-faced young man thought so deeply and gave up the idea of going directly to the stage to snatch Bian Qing. (To be continued.) )