Lin Yi!

For some reason, Feng Ning always unconsciously felt a sense of familiarity in his heart when he looked at this Lin Yi, and it was this feeling that made him not refuse Lin Yang's request to form a team.

But his heart was inexplicably lost at this moment, Boss Murong, where are you now......

"Second round, start!!"

The short ten-minute break passed in a blink of an eye, and with the shout of Deng Jiugong on the high platform, the more powerful and difficult second round of spirit sword tide rushed down and rushed towards the martial arts platform.

"Brother Lin, be careful!"

Feng Ning suddenly crossed the sword (chest xiōng), and the powerful high-level holy sword burst out with majestic holy sword Xuan energy, which suddenly turned into a giant long sword that opened mountains and cracked the earth, and even fused Feng Ning's original (body shēn) sub-saint peak of the unity of heaven and man spiritual energy, and the end was a sword swing, and everything was empty.

A sword in the sky!

Chop!!

Bang.

Suddenly, people seemed to see a mountain-like giant sword rushing up from the tide of thousands of spirit swords, stirring up thousands of waves, hundreds of menacing spirit swords were chopped by the giant sword, and suddenly became swirling leaves, and flew back backwards and burst into brilliant fireworks in the air.

Good swordsmanship!!

On the martial arts stage, there was a burst of applause, and people were amazed by Feng Ning's swordsmanship, but they didn't know that this was just the most ordinary swordsmanship that Lin Yang taught him back then.

It was from this sword that the second round of the spirit sword tide officially launched the siege of the players.

For a while, the sky was full of the resonance of long swords, and the sound was deafening, and the explosion on the martial arts platform was full of brilliant sword light, and the power of the spirit sword in this round was more than five chips better than the previous round, and the difficulty of surviving was more than doubled.

The remaining more than 10,000 warriors suddenly fell into a bitter battle after a short period of excitement, and most of them needed to show all their strength to be able to persist in the dark attack.

They swung their swords and sweated, gritted their teeth for support, and everyone burst out of their throats with a beastly roar, cheering themselves up, and even more so that the strong men of the Ximen family could see the indomitable martial arts spirit in their hearts.

Battle!

Hold on!!

Soon, more warriors were wounded in this round of attacks.

The spirit sword of 无 (情 qíng) does not hurt people's lives but does not have the slightest sympathy (情 qíng), one after another terrible wounds are torn on the (body shēn) of thousands of people, and the blood fluttering in the sky is like a cluster of burning flames, rising in every corner of the martial arts stage.

This scene is very tragic.

But it is this shocking wound and every deafening roar that is the most touching moment of battle spirit for a martial artist, and the spirit of martial arts that has been sung and praised by people throughout the ages.

"Good, good!!"

On the high platform, Deng Jiugong and the elders of the Ximen family saw the bloody picture of the first batch of martial artists fighting this year, and they were also slightly challowing one by one.

"The spirit shown by these juniors this year has surpassed that of previous years, a lot......" Deng Jiugong admired.

What Elder Deng said was very true. The people next to him echoed: "And look at this (love qíng) situation, the strength of this first batch of players is even stronger, in previous years, the second round of sword tide down, at most there can be about a thousand people left, you see that there are at least 5,000 people on the field now, it seems that our Ximen family is going to recruit a lot of good seedlings this year!"

Hehe......

The elders all smiled, but suddenly heard a deep voice from behind Ximen Muye:

"Get out of the way!"

"Elder Ximen!!" everyone replied puzzled, but saw that Ximen Muye's face (Yin yīn) was gloomy and he walked to the edge of the high platform, and a pair of sharp eyes scanned the audience like an eagle falcon, and the truth that made him change color instantly appeared.

"It's a shame!!" Ximen Muye's brows furrowed at this moment.

Suffered?

What's going on?

When everyone was puzzled, Lan Yu in the back seat put the teacup on the table heavily, let out a crisp sound, and then laughed coldly:

"Is this the problem now...... Hehe, it's too late...... Ximen Muye, I'm really looking forward to how your spirit sword selection will continue this time!"

What does this old dog say!

Deng Jiugong and the others had not shown anything abnormal until now, but they suddenly felt a flash of divine light below, and a blue sword intent like a blue sea suddenly burst out from the rolling sword tide, like a flood that opened the floodgates, and instantly swept the whole audience.

That's Blue Blue!!

All the people on the stage were attracted by this powerful sword aura, the power of this sword has definitely reached the realm of a half-saint, and even the peak of a half-saint, the surging terrifying power is enough to suppress the audience, I am afraid that no one on the entire martial arts stage will be the enemy of this sword.

"That Lan Qing is so strong!"

People were amazed, and even witnessed hundreds of spirit swords disappearing in this sword, but soon this exclamation turned into extreme horror that made the Ximen family feel cold:

"What is that kid doing!!!!!......! What is he going to do!!"

Whoa!

The holy sword is monstrous, destroying all laws.

not only suppressed the audience, but also swept away towards the innocent warriors around him.

No one could have imagined in advance that this young kendo supreme from the Haitian Sword Sect was not here to participate in the selection of the spirit sword of the Ximen family today, and they were simply here to cause trouble.

Moreover, it is still a shocking disaster full of blood and killing, and it wants to turn the Ximen family's famous spirit sword selection conference in Jianzhou into a massacre without mercy.

"No!!"

"Help!!"

"Damn, Lan Qing, you kid...... Ahh

This sword is too domineering, and at the same time too dangerous.

When Lan Qing made a move, it was when many martial artists were exhausted when the second round of sword tide was about to end, and their minds wanted to continue to fight against the surrounding spirit sword attacks, where would they guard against the big masters of this level in the crowd who would make such a sneak attack at this time.

Moreover, Lan Qing shot ruthlessly, leaving no face at all, and even if there was a snatch of tokens between martial artists at the previous selection meeting, he would only defeat and exit, and rarely hurt people's lives, but Lan Qing's move instantly swept away at least dozens of overwhelmed players, directly sweeping them into a puddle of blood (flesh) mud.

Moment.

It's a moment in the moment.

After all, nearly 100 martial artists fell on the martial arts stage forever and became the souls of the dead under the blue green sword.

The warriors present let out an angry roar, and they all reprimanded Lan Qing's sword for being too unknotty ((cāo)cāo) and too cold-blooded, but what made everyone even more unexpected was that this sword was just the beginning.

Lan Qing's move was like blowing a killing horn, completely changing the situation of the entire selection conference.

Those loose cultivators and sword path murderers who had been bought by the Haitian Sword Sect before revealed their hideous faces and fangs at this moment, and directly turned the blade of the sword, stabbing a sharp sword at the group of warriors who were still fighting side by side just now.

Poof!

Poof!

On the stage, at least a hundred sounds of long swords entering the body sounded at the same time, followed by incredible exclamations and roars that exploded again:

"Wow! what are you doing!!"

"What are you doing? Of course you're taking your kid's rotten life, haha, die!!"

"You...... Why don't you want to be with me...... You lied to me......"

"Hahahaha! Lie to you, I'm going to fucking kill you!"

Die!!!

Die!!

You idiots are all going to die today!!

It's messed up.

The whole selection battle was completely messed up.

The Haitian Sword Sect's (Yin yīn) conspiracy, which had been brewing for a long time, finally exploded completely at this moment.

The killing army with Lan Qing as the leader, there are more than two hundred people at a rough glance, and at this moment, they have completely turned into the devil who harvests life, and they don't pay attention to the surrounding spirit sword attacks at all, but use all their combat power to bloodwash the martial artists on the field.

What's even more desperate is that the admiration of those elders of the Simon family has become an embarrassing sadness at this moment.

The reason why this selection seems to be outstanding, is precisely because there are these powerful killers hidden among this group of martial artists, they are all on average high-level sub-saints, and even the level of peak sub-saints, among them, there are also demi-saint supremes like Lan Qing, once they start slaughtering innocents, it will be a monstrous blood disaster that cannot be resisted.

Blood......

In an instant, it burst out several times over, almost dyeing the entire martial arts stage bright red.

Screaming......

It didn't stop from the beginning, and that mournful voice seemed to turn Spirit Sword Peak into a human purgatory.

We originally came to the selection with a noble martial arts heart...... Why should we go through such a catastrophe!!

"Surrender!!I surrender!!"

Someone on the stage suddenly lost his will to fight and raised his long sword.

"Surrender, okay...... Leave your sword and get out of here!"

As a result, the murderers who killed people without blinking an eye on weekdays were as if they had been discussed, and kept the bottom-line rules of the selection conference, and did not kill the surrendered contestants again, but directly kicked them out of the ring with a single kick, greedily taking away their protective (body shēn) holy soldiers.

"Hahahaha! Get out, get out of the ring for me, Lao Tzu just can't see the Ximen family recruit a newcomer today, whoever wants to enter the Ximen family will fucking die!!"

In the crowd, a burly man with a double sword named Fan Zhen, a fierce demon with two swords, was flushed with excitement at the moment, killing all directions, but it was said that their ultimate goal today was to destroy the Ximen family's spirit sword selection conference!

It is to make the Ximen family a big joke in the world of Jianzhou martial arts from this moment on!