Wen Buzhong flew up to the martial arts platform, bent down and saluted Qin Chaiyue, and then stood aside like an old pine, waiting for Xiahou Guanyu to send someone on the field. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This article is not the first person in the West City of my Holy Sword City, a ninth-order cultivator, and now he is twenty-seven years old, and he is already a master below the king level of the Holy Sword City, and he plans to participate in the Holy Sword Palace's apprenticeship ceremony in a few days, and it will definitely be no problem to enter the outer gate of the Holy Sword Palace without accident. When he came on the field, it was difficult to say that this victory was a defeat compared to the combat power shown by the attendants under the young master Xiahou in the previous battles. ”

The people in the Treasure Pavilion began to discuss, and in a moment, the identity of the unknown was spread by the well-informed.

It turned out that Wen Buzhong was a famous scholar in the Holy Sword City, and his family was also a small cultivator family, and several elders in the clan were all elders of the Holy Sword Palace, so in the Holy Sword City, he was not afraid of Xiahou Guanyu's power.

"Look for death!"

Xiahou Guanyu narrowed his eyes, his originally handsome face looked very vicious and evil at the moment, and Chong Fang, who was almost kicked off the pavilion by him, said: "Chu Lidao, you go and kill this monk who dares to go against me." If you can't kill him, you'll kill yourself in the ring. ”

The attendant named Chu Lidao knelt on the ground, arched his hand and said, "Obey the order of the young master", and then also jumped up from the pavilion and flew to the top of the martial arts platform.

Two pillars of light immediately hung down on the stage and shone on the two people who participated in the battle.

After a while, an old man's voice sounded, "Both of them are ninth-order cultivators, so you can start." ”

Sha Tongtian explained to Su Bei in a low voice at this time: "This pillar of light is the prohibition of testing cultivation that I mentioned to you, and the old man is a monk of my Treasure Pavilion, and he can be regarded as a witness." ”

Su Bei nodded, and at this time, the competition between the two on the martial arts stage officially began, and everyone in the Treasure Pavilion held their breath, lest they miss any detail of the competition between the two.

I saw Wen Buzhong holding a crimson long sword, and the protruding sword on the long sword turned into a three-zhang long blood dragon, and he opened his huge mouth and rushed towards Chu Lidao.

Chu Lidao Yin smiled so much, and actually pulled out a four-foot-long soft sword, and the soft sword trembled, like a spirit snake coming out of a hole, so that the blood dragon could not get close.

"You kid, you really don't know whether to live or die, since you don't take the words of the young master of my family to heart, don't think about walking off the stage alive today. Chu Lidao said fiercely while fighting with the blood dragon.

"He is your young master, not my young master, in my Holy Sword City, even the dragon has to be coiled, and the tiger has to lie down, the words are too big, and it is easy to flash his tongue. Wen Buzhong replied with a smile.

"Hehe, then it depends on who's talking big. Within three moves, I will send you to Huangquan. ”

After Chu Lidao said this, he didn't say anything more, and his sword was as fast as a drizzle, beating the blood dragon back again and again.

Wen Buzhong smiled disdainfully, withdrew the blood dragon, and the blood and qi all over his body surged, and the whole person and the long sword in his hand fused into one, rushing forward with an indomitable momentum.

For a time, the sword qi was seventy zhang, and the entire martial arts platform was as cold as a harsh winter.

"Yes, it is the Wen family's long-famous 'dreadnought sword', Wen Buzhong really deserves to be an outstanding rising star of the Wen family, and he actually exerted such a power of the dreadnought sword. ”

There was a cheer in the Treasure Pavilion, and it was obvious that they were all people who were dissatisfied with Xiahou Guanyu's domineering practices.

Seeing that Wen Buzhong's sword was flying, he was invincible, but Chu Lidao did not panic in the slightest, but showed a sarcastic look on his face.

"Said three tricks to send you to Huangquan, it seems that you are still promoted. You are such a thing, one trick is enough to kill you. ”

Chu Lidao did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed forward against Wen Buzhong's fearless sword, the mighty sword qi only hit the guard armor on his body clangling, but it couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

"Shhh

Chu Lidao's soft sword instantly entangled Wen Buzhong's body, and the attack of the Dreadnought Sword came to an abrupt end.

Wen Buzhong swayed his cultivation, and the aura on his body was raging, wanting to get out of the soft sword restraint of Chu Lidao.

"It's useless, die!"

A hint of fierceness flashed in Chu Lidao's eyes, and the long sword in his hand burst with a sword roar, and it was withdrawn from Wen Buzhong's body.

Time stopped for a moment, and everyone looked at Wen Buzhong hanging in the air in shock, and then saw a burst of blood gushing from his body, falling onto the stage, and no longer had any life.

Chu Lidao kicked out and kicked Wen Buzhong's bloody corpse off the stage.

"You, dare to kill people in my Holy Sword City, how can you deceive me that there is no one in my Holy Sword City?"

The monks who were watching in the Treasure Pavilion were indignant for a while, and they all rebuked loudly.

"Hmph, the skills are not as good as people, and it is not a pity to die. Dare to ask me, Chu Lidao, but what is there that breaks the rules of gambling?" Xiahou Guanyu snorted coldly.

Everyone looked at the old man who was a witness to the gambling in the Treasure Pavilion, and the latter looked embarrassed: "This is ...... If either side of the fight takes the initiative to admit defeat, the fight is over. But Wen Buzhong didn't admit defeat just now, and Chu Lidao shot to kill...... There are no bad rules. ”

He clearly could leave Wen Buzhong with a life, but he had the intention of killing people from the beginning, and he didn't give Wen Buzhong a chance to admit defeat at all. This Chu is away from the knife, and his heart should be punished!"

Chu Lidao's behavior offended the anger of the monks of the Holy Sword City, and for a while, the crowd was furious and demanded that Chu Lidao be punished.

"I see which of you has eaten the dragon's heart phoenix gall and dares to touch my Xiahou Guanyu's attendant?" Xiahou Guanyu shouted angrily in the pavilion, and the voices of everyone in the Treasure Pavilion finally became quieter.

"If you are not satisfied, you can go to the stage to challenge, I, Xiahou Guanyu, want to see all the heroes of the Holy Sword City, is there anyone who can beat my little attendant?"

Xiahou Guanyu laughed loudly in the pavilion, and for a while he had the pride of a hero in the world.

"How can this be justified, treat me to him!"

"Don't be impulsive, Wen Buzhong's cultivation can rank in the top ten among the junior cultivators of my Holy Sword City, he is all killed with one blow, and you can't win, and you will lose your life in vain. ”

"Could it be that in my Sacred Sword City, there is really no one who can defeat one of Xiahou Guanyu's attendants?"

"Although Chu Lidao is only an attendant, he must also be a genius in the Xiahou universe, if he wants to win him, it will be difficult, unless the top three geniuses in my Holy Sword City come over, maybe it is still possible. ”

"The top three geniuses in my Holy Sword City, Lou Jian, Dongfang Caiyu, and Ye Feichen, go and invite the three of them. ”

"Where to find it for a while?"

Although most of the monks in the Holy Sword City in the Treasure Pavilion did not know each other on weekdays, they were unexpectedly united at this moment, and they only felt that they were bullied to the doorstep by a person from the outer universe, which hurt the dignity of everyone in the Holy Sword City.

Some people are gearing up and eager to try, while others are admonishing for fear of another tragedy.

Just as everyone was clamoring, Qin Chaiyue, the princess of the Great Qin Universe who had not spoken, finally spoke up again.

"Everyone", as soon as Qin Chaiyue spoke, his voice was like a pearl of jade, and everyone quieted down, "Today is the personal grudge between me Qin Chaiyue and Xiahou Guanyu, but I didn't expect that everyone in the Holy Sword City would be humiliated together, and it was a pity that Wen Buzhong Daoist took his life." I, Qin Chasing the Moon, thank you to all the people in the Holy Sword City for your help on behalf of the Great Qin Universe, but today no one can give up their lives because of me. ”

Then Qin Chaiyue bent down and saluted everyone, and after getting up, his eyes were so cold that he looked directly at Xiahou Guanyu, and said, "Xiahou Guanyu, I didn't expect you to be such a ruthless person. Anyway, the dignity of my Great Qin Universe should be maintained by myself. I'm going to fight in person today, do you have the guts to fight?"

Xiahou Guanyu sneered and said, "You must have the guts, but according to the rules, you have to win over my attendants first." After Chu Lidao, I still have six ninth-order cultivation attendants, and when you defeat them all, it won't be too late for me to appear again. ”

"Okay!" Qin Chaiyue didn't have any extra words, and responded decisively.

But only Su Bei could see through the neon rain in front of her that a helpless look flashed in her clear eyes that were as clear as water.

Although she is poignant and beautiful, like a goddess descending to the mortal world, she is the princess of the majestic Qin universe, but at this moment, she is only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl.

Su Bei shook his head, slowly walked a few steps forward, walked to the front of the martial arts platform, looked up at Qin Chaiyue on the pavilion, and said with a smile: "I'll fight him for you." ”

Qin Chaiyue looked at Subei under the pavilion, and for some reason her eyes were a little teary-eyed for a while, she smiled like a March flower, and said something in her mouth: "You are here?"

Su Bei nodded and replied softly: "It's here." ”

Who's coming?

And who is waiting?