not only imitated Liu Jizong's thunderous sword, but even imitated the way he spoke, and everyone's eyes were all focused on Liu Jizong who stood up for a while.

Liu Jizong's brows furrowed slightly, his face sank like water, he didn't know what he was thinking, in fact, even he himself was a little incredulous, because the sword that had just been revealed in front of people was rarely used on weekdays, and he believed that the Seven Princes had never seen it before, so it seemed that this sword should be learned and sold.

"In this world, there are so many geniuses that it's disgusting!"

After saying such a sentence, which made people think about it, Liu Jizong sat back down, and when he saw his face, he returned to calm, and everyone retracted their curiosity and looked at the stage again.

Firefly also pulled Lin Qi beside him and asked him to sit down, Lin Qi glanced at Liu Jizong again, and was still shocked in his heart, but he was standing by himself in the field, which was really inappropriate, so he also sat down.

As the original owner of this sword technique, Liu Jizong's shock was of course justified, but Lin Qi, who was carrying the Great Gain Tongxuan, saw something slightly different in the sword just now.

Zhao Yu, the seventh prince, although the angle, timing, and even speed of the sword are imitated vividly, but the way of running the exercises is fundamentally different, and now what Lin Qi doesn't understand is why two completely different ways of operation can cause the same result?

"It's different, Xiao Qi!"

seemed to know what Lin Qi was thinking, and Firefly suddenly said such a sentence.

"It's not imitation, it's his own sword trick, it looks similar, but it's faster and more accurate!"

At this time, Firefly, a pair of wonderful eyes were still tightly locked on Zhao Yu who was standing in the ring, and her expression was serious when she spoke, which was completely different from the usual innocent and happy little girl, and the words in her mouth couldn't even understand the current Lin Qi.

Lin Qi suddenly remembered the words of the sword god Zhang Xiao, maybe in terms of kendo attainments, the girl can really see more things than herself.

"Come on, bring these two troublesome martial arts venues, the rebels who intend to rebel, and wait for them to fall!"

At this moment, the Seventh Prince suddenly spoke, and what he said made everyone at the scene in an uproar.

As the prince of Dahua, although he was stabbed by his opponent, his qi should not be so narrow, so he was really found by the Seven Princes A more serious problem, and Emperor Yang did not speak, which was also a kind of acquiescence to the Seven Princes.

In fact, many people present saw the strangeness of this person named Han Qiuping, who was originally cultivated as ordinary, but his true qi was solid and full, without exhaustion, and there was a special kind of qi traction when he shot, so that the eldest prince could not break free, and could only be forced to fight.

Everyone was only skeptical, but they didn't dare to be sure, but these words came out of the mouth of the Seven Princes, which just confirmed this judgment.

At this time, a team of forbidden soldiers came to the stage, set up the two people who had passed out, and left quickly, and naturally someone would do the rest.

"Brother Lin, look at these two people, could it be that the Heavenly Demon Sect arranged them?"

"It's possible, but it's hard to say, so we can't take it lightly in the next few games. ”

Ma Zhanpeng nodded, greeted the black charcoal behind him, and stood up, the next duel was between him and black charcoal, against Hong Shaoyu and Qi Xuanhui of the Sword Pavilion.

"Come on for me, watch me beat that Sword Pavilion disciple who has no one in his eyes!"

After speaking, Ma Zhanpeng smiled confidently, and took the lead in the ring, after everyone in the audience knew that the exercises he used were Xuanling Gong, they also paid a lot of attention to him, and at this time, they saw the tall and black big man next to him, and they were also surprised.

At this time, Hong Shaoyu and Qi Xuanhui also stepped into the ring.

Qi Xuanhui is much younger than Hong Shaoyu, but much earlier than Hong Shaoyu, but because of his age, he still has to call Hong Shaoyu a senior brother.

Lin Qi has been to the Sword Pavilion, but he has not seen this person before, it is said that this person is very low-key, indifferent, and there are few rumors after joining the Sword Pavilion, so it seems that it should belong to the two extremes with Hong Shaoyu, but I didn't expect the Sword Pavilion to arrange such two people to participate in the competition, I don't know if it is a complement.

Ma Zhanpeng and Hong Shaoyu have a gap, because of Ma Zhanpeng's relationship, Hong Shaoyu was severely criticized by Chen Zizheng, although later because of the injury, some punishment was exempted, but this breath, Hong Shaoyu still can't swallow it, although he can't find the field openly, and it is not Hong Shaoyu's style to stumble secretly, I didn't expect that people are not as good as heaven, this time it can be regarded as a chance to clean up this unhappy fat man.

As soon as the two people came to the stage, they looked at each other angrily, with a completely unrestrained, tense posture, and the momentum of the two of them also rose to each other as if they were comparing, but the companions behind the two were relatively non-existent.

Hei Tan looked like a foreigner, although he could speak Chinese, he almost only communicated with Ma Zhanpeng alone, standing in the ring at this time, drooping his eyelids, and seemed to have no feeling for such an atmosphere at all.

Qi Xuanhui has a very tranquil temperament, although he is wearing a sword robe, but he looks more delicate, and he looks more like a scribe, if he didn't know that he was born in the Sword Pavilion, everyone would only regard the long sword hanging from his waist as just an ornament.

"Dead fatty, I must give you a good look this time!"

"Come on, come on, I like to slap other people's faces the most!"

The two are-for-tat, they don't give in to each other, and they even have to fight to the end for the benefit of their tongues, Hong Shaoyu still has some momentum, but when it comes to trash talk, where is he Ma Zhanpeng's opponent, just when Hong Shaoyu was about to explode and everyone felt unbearable, a gong sounded, and finally let this situation come to an end.

With a bang, Hong Shaoyu's whole person was like an arrow off the string, and he couldn't even wait for a moment, in his eyes, it seemed that only Ma Zhanpeng's fat figure was left.

Ma Zhanpeng was not in a hurry or impatient, but showed a sneering face, and at this moment, a black shadow suddenly blocked in front of Hong Shaoyu!

"So fast!"

Looking at the big black man who suddenly appeared, Hong Shaoyu was surprised, but he had always been as hot as fire, so he naturally cut it off.

I only heard a long roar from Cangchang, the sound of the dragon groaning, Hong Shaoyu drew his sword out of the sheath, stabbed out with a sword, and the sword intent around his body was awe-inspiring, and he gathered on the long sword in an instant, but he didn't expect that as soon as the duel began, Hong Shaoyu had already used all his strength!

The strength of the eight products should not be underestimated, the power of a sword has already been earth-shattering, galloping, after seeing the fast sword that Liu Jizong and Zhao Yu were as fast as thunder but people couldn't see clearly, such a powerful slash is more impactful!

Just when Hong Shaoyu thought he was about to succeed, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him!

"What's that!?"

Hong Shaoyu was shocked and angry, tilted his head, and barely avoided it, but at a glance, he saw clearly that this black shadow was the arm of the black guy in front of him!

This arm, which is so long, is better than Hong Shaoyu's sword, but it came first!

But just when Hong Shaoyu thought that he had dodged the other party's moves, Hei Tan's wrist flicked, and he turned back extremely strangely, and then grabbed the back collar of Hong Shaoyu's sword suit!

A strong force suddenly came from Hong Shaoyu's back collar, and before he could react, the whole person had been thrown out, Hong Shaoyu spun around for a while, and when he forcibly controlled his body, he had already fallen out of the ring again!

"Senior Brother Hong!"

In mid-air, a figure passed through, Qi Xuanhui stepped on the flying sword and arrived, grabbed Hong Shaoyu, turned around and returned, this time it was considered to save his companions, so as not to let Hong Shaoyu fall off the stage and lose his qualifications.

"Did you see that big black man, his arms are stretched!"

"See, the strangest thing is that the hand is still turning!"

At this time, everyone's eyes converged on the Gentile of Black Carbon!

But only this big black man was still expressionless.