"Big brother, it's up to you whether we can win or not. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info," Wang Shi said.

Zhao Wenqi asked with a puzzled expression, "What do you say?"

"Because I'm sure I won't lose!" Wang Shi said with a smile. In Wang Shi's heart, the weight of the eldest brother and the master is already very heavy, so heavy that he can work hard for it, even if the gap in the realm is like a moat, Wang Shi will not lose, because he is already a member of Qingyun Mountain.

Wang Shi was originally a crazy person, this madness has been rooted in his bones, and this madness has produced a kind of self-confidence - I will never lose to anyone!

"Then I won't lose!" Zhao Wenqi raised his eyebrows and said. Zhao Wenqi's pride is not weaker than Wang Shi.

After the comments of the two masters, the third competition began.

Qingyun Mountain Zhao Wenqi fought against Cao Xian, the third senior brother of Feilai Peak.

Zhao Wenqi also used a sword, a three-foot green sword.

Cao Xian was dressed in a black robe, his hands and feet were hidden in the black robe, his head was always bowed, only a few strands of hair hung down and exposed, and his face was completely hidden in the darkness. Wang Shi felt a coldness spread over at the first glance of Cao Xian, such a person may not be the most powerful, but it must be the most dangerous.

Cao Xun walked like a marionette, walking slowly and stiffly.

After saluting, Zhao Wenqi's fingers touched the sword body, and with a flick, the sword body made a crisp sound, and Zhao Wenqi smiled at Cao Xun and took out the sword.

The sound of swords, like the collision between jade.

Qingming Sword Technique!

Qingyun Mountain's unique sword technique, only the people of Qingyun Mountain can practice, unlike the Junzi Yi Sword Technique, which can be practiced by the people of the Seven Peaks.

Zhao Wenqi's body is not fast, and the sword is not fast, but this green sword has a magical power, so you can't dodge it.

The sword easily reaches your eyes.

A sword slipped out of Cao Xian's sleeve, and it was more like a sword than a long needle. The red needle sword, slender and bright red, as if bathed in blood, such a sword was forged specifically for killing.

The name of the sword - Blood Needle.

Cao Xian's sword was longer and faster, so the blood needle reached Zhao Wenqi's throat first. Cao Xun was obviously like a marionette, but the speed of his sword was extremely fast, and the disciples present were probably no faster than him. As long as Zhao Wenqi advances further, the blood needle will pierce Zhao Wenqi's throat.

Zhao Wenqi returned to the sword, and with a move of "Blue Sea Sending Waves", Cao Xian's blood needle was pushed back.

The blood needle shook deftly like a snake, and it actually wrapped around Zhao Wenqi's green sword, and stabbed Zhao Wenqi's wrist along the sword body. The blood needle is less like a dead sword, more like a bright red viper.

Zhao Wenqi's fingers flicked on the green sword.

The sword sounds, crisp, long.

The blood needle bounced out like an electric shock.

Zhao Wenqi sent the sword forward, and a move "Qing Ming Hao" directly took Cao Xian's heart.

The blood needle really came to life like a poisonous snake, and it suddenly bent from the center of the sword and stabbed straight at Zhao Wenqi's wrist. As long as he stabbed Zhao Wenqi's wrist, he would naturally not be able to send the sword forward.

Zhao Wenqi knew that hiding was not a way, he dodged the sword of Cao Xian's wrist, and then Cao Xun's sword would cut his throat with another flick.

Soar to the top!

Zhao Wenqi's green sword is not fast, nor is it powerful, but it can always catch what it wants to hit.

The sword roared, and once again shook Cao Xian's blood needle.

Zhao Wenqi suddenly changed his hand, holding the sword in his backhand, suddenly rushed a step, his arm rotated, and a move "Qingfeng Whirlwind" slashed at Cao Xian's body. Cao Xun could have dodged it, but at least he wouldn't let Zhao Wenqi hit him directly.

Cao Xun seemed to smile.

Zhao Wenqi felt that the green sword was not cut on a person, but more like a wood cut. What's even more terrifying is that Zhao Wenqi couldn't pull out the green sword for a while, and the green sword seemed to be stuck.

A blood needle slipped out of Cao Xun's other sleeve and bit Zhao Wenqi's arm like a snake.

There are two blood needles!

Zhao Wenqi didn't care about the pain in his shoulder, and pulled out all his spiritual power violently, blocking the blood needle that fell from the sky with Cao Xian's other hand, and took two steps back.

"Cao Xun, the point is up. Hong Shibo said.

Wang Shi couldn't help but tense up when he saw Zhao Wenqi's bleeding shoulder.

"Master, I haven't lost yet. Zhao Wenqi said very calmly, without a trace of emotion, as if he was stating a thing.

It was the first time Wang Shi heard his eldest brother speak so seriously, and it was a terrible thing for a person who had a hippie smile all day long to suddenly become serious.

Su Changbai nodded and did not speak, and Master Hong did not stop the exchange after looking at Su Changbai.

Shen Anzhi didn't go back to rest, just to look at Zhao Wenqi's performance in the competition, in order to prove his idea, he wanted to figure out why he didn't have the certainty of the sword when facing Zhao Wenqi.

Chen Mingdao's face became worse and worse, not only because he lost, but also because Zhao Wenqi was stronger than he expected. As the second senior brother, he has been far surpassed by the third junior brother, and Chen Mingdao is naturally unbearable for such a thing. But Chen Mingdao still had some joy in his heart, after all, no matter how strong Zhao Wenqi was, he would lose, and he would lose worse than himself.

Jiang Yao looked at Zhao Wenqi with an expressionless face, but his face was obviously a lot paler, and it seemed that Jiang Yao cared more about Zhao Wenqi than he did.

Wang Shi didn't feel much nervous, because he believed that his eldest brother would never lose like himself, which was confidence without reason.

The disciples on the other side of Feilai Peak all showed joy except for Fang Zhengke, if Cao Xian could win another game, then they would be considered to have won Feilai Peak.

......

Zhao Wenqi put all his eight stages of qi into operation, and there seemed to be countless angry rivers rushing in his body, bursting out with a rumbling sound. Zhao Wenqi's face began to turn red, as if he was being scorched by fire, white qi came out of the top of his head, and a powerful spiritual pressure was rising.

The green sword began to chirp, like a blue bird that wanted to flutter its wings and fly.

Cao Xun seemed to be laughing, he seemed to be laughing all the time, laughing like a mocker, but no one could see his face clearly.

"Buzz!"

Zhao Wenqi took out his sword.

Wang Shi's eyes were blackened by a sound stronger than the bell, and he almost fainted on his feet. Not only Wang Shi, but everyone lost their minds for a moment. At the moment when Cao Zhen lost his mind, Zhao Wenqi's sword had already come to Cao Xun's eyes.

Cao Xun didn't expect Zhao Wenqi to suddenly erupt, he didn't have time to react, he didn't even have a chance to use his sword, so he could only retreat by instinct. However, Qingjian was still faster than Cao Xian, and Cao Xian had to turn around sharply to avoid the vital point.

The green sword slashed through Cao Xun's neck without bringing a drop of blood.

"Black Wood Armor?" Zhao Wenqi finally guessed why Cao Xun was wearing a black robe, and hid his hands and feet in the black robe, and also understood why he slashed Cao Xun with two swords, but he didn't cause any harm to Cao Xun, all because Cao Xun practiced the spiritual art of Black Wood Armor.

The Black Wood Armor is not a set of armor, but a kind of spiritual art, a defensive spiritual art. A person who has cultivated the Black Wood Armor can make his body as hard as Kuroki, but Kuroki is a kind of wood that is difficult for anyone with a Nine-Stage Qi to cut. However, the process of cultivating the Black Wood Armor was extremely painful, and it was not something that ordinary people could bear at all, and very few people in a hundred people could withstand that kind of pain.

After cultivating the black wooden armor, the whole body will become black and hard, just like a puppet made of black wood, few people will give up their appearance to practice such a spiritual art, so this spiritual art is rarely practiced, and few people practice, Cao Xun is the second person in Donglai Mountain to practice the black wooden armor in more than ten years.

"The second layer of the Purple Qi East Technique?!" Cao Xun asked in surprise. Even with the protection of the black wood armor, the power of the green sword also caused Cao Zhen to suffer a lot of internal injuries.

Even Master Hong, who was sitting on the chair, stood up, squinted his eyes and said, "Brother Su, no wonder you have no fear and dare to let your disciple continue to compete! You disciple is amazing! You can actually cultivate the Purple Qi Donglai Technique to the second level in the Qi Condensation Realm, and you will definitely enter the Qi Sea Realm within ten years! At that time, we will have another master of the Qi Sea Realm in Donglai Mountain." ”

"Brother Hong has won the prize, and it is not certain whether he can win the noble apprentice Cao Xian. ”

"If you have cultivated the second layer, can you still win against Cao Xian? I don't think any of the disciples present are stronger than Zhao Wenqi. ”

Shen An also almost stood up, and finally understood why he was not sure to use the sword against Zhao Wenqi at that time, if he did the sword, he might not be able to win his third junior brother. Chen Mingdao's face was already gloomy to the extreme, because the current Zhao Wenqi had completely exceeded his imagination, and he was destined to become an existence like a green leaf in the future, or even a dead leaf.

The people of Donglai Mountain basically practice the Purple Qi Donglai Jue, because this is the best exercise in Donglai Mountain. The Purple Qi Donglai Jue is divided into three layers, people in the Qi Condensation Realm can only practice the first layer, for hundreds of years, there is only one person in Donglai Mountain who has practiced the Purple Qi Donglai Jue to the second layer when he was in the Qi Condensing Realm, that is, the little uncle who has left Donglai Mountain, and now there is one more Zhao Wenqi. The higher the exercises, the faster the absorption of spiritual energy, and the purer the spiritual power, which will have more advantages compared to people in the same realm.

With the reliance of the second layer of the Purple Qi East Technique, a person with eight stages of Qi can challenge any powerhouse below the Qi Sea Realm!

Qingming Sword Technique!

The green sword continued to vibrate at a high speed to form a phantom, this was the highest level of the Qingming Sword Technique--three points of the blue shadow! Zhao Wenqi could only appear a phantom now, but this was enough to deal with Cao Xun.

Countless cyan winds flew around Zhao Wenqi, and the sound turned into substance, pushing forward in the form of waves.

Not to mention Cao Xian, who is eight-stage qi, even Fang Zhengke, who is nine-stage qi, is shocked by Zhao Wenqi's offensive.

The two turned into a vague wind.

There was only the incessant sound of swords.

Wang Shi saw the true strength of his eldest brother for the first time, and couldn't help but be impressed, and at the same time, Wang Shi's desire for cultivation was ignited again. One day I will be as strong as my big brother! Three years later, I will be stronger than my big brother!

With the strange blood needle and the invulnerable black wood armor, Cao Xun temporarily resisted Zhao Wenqi's continuous attacks, but Cao Xun has now reached the limit, at most he can catch Zhao Wenqi's three moves, and after three moves, Cao Xun will definitely lose.

The sound of the sword stopped suddenly.

The cyan sword aura also disappeared.

Zhao Wenqi suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood and half-knelt on the ground.

The tide is reversed immediately!

Cao Xun smiled coldly, and the two blood needles immediately stabbed at Zhao Wenqi like a poisonous snake.