The so-called civil fighting, martial arts, everyone present heard the rules clearly, as for which one to choose to test these three people, there is no consensus.

Of course, the blood river chooses martial arts, after all, Elder Chigang will suffer a lot if he deduces one of the formations.

Old Man Tu Feng and Yang Wuxuan suggested Wen Dou, which would be beneficial to Tang Xingfeng.

Netherworld Mountain Sect Master Tu Bai and Burning Flame Sect Master Ke Zhengyang suggested martial arts, both of whom were notoriously militants.

The rest, like Dongfang Lin, Tianshuo Zhenren, and the Hanging Old Man, did not speak.

"What about the three of you, what do you think? Leader Tang, you are a junior, you can choose first. ”

Jian Dingkun said that several people present could not reach an agreement, so he opened his mouth to ask for the opinions of the three parties, as the master of the alliance, in this kind of matter, he naturally has to deal with justice and satisfy all parties.

"I, I'll choose martial arts. ”

Tang Xingfeng said casually, his choice was unexpected, almost everyone thought that he would choose Wen Dou, and even the two Yang Wuxuan and Tu Feng old man who supported him also suggested Wen Dou.

He himself, but he chose martial arts.

Don't look at what he said very casually, in fact, he has already weighed it, entering the barren sword shrine may not be bad for him, and the resistance formation does not rely only on cultivation.

On the contrary, Wen Dou, he didn't think that he could defeat Nan Ion, after all, he had lived for more than a hundred years, and he had profound swordsmanship and formation attainments, and his sword technique was used as a sword technique, which was already a little weaker, plus he suffered a loss in cultivation, and in the final comprehensive judgment, it was estimated that his chances of winning were extremely low.

He didn't really just want to go through the motions, he wanted to fight for this candidate and personally understand the Eight Desolations Sword Formation, so he chose martial arts.

"Martial arts?"

Jian Dingkun nodded, and Yang Wuxuan and Old Man Tu Feng were slightly stunned.

Immediately, Jian Dingkun asked Elder Chigang and Nan Ion again.

Elder Chigang chose martial arts in one mouth, and Nan Ion chose Wen Dou, but when it was Nan Ion's turn, he also said casually, because depending on the situation, Tang Xingfeng and Old Man Chigang had both chosen martial arts in front of him, and his choice was no longer important.

Sure enough, Jian Dingkun said the result and decided the outcome with martial arts.

"Haha. ”

Blood Changhe smiled, the world is impermanent, he is now, but he looks at Tang Xingfeng a little more pleasing to the eye, and so is the old man Chigang, just imagine, if Tang Xingfeng didn't intervene sideways, maybe the result would be a victory or defeat in the fight, then the chances of winning in Nan Ion would be higher.

"Alright, everyone, let's go with this barren sword shrine. ”

Jian Dingkun flicked his sleeves, got up and said.

Sou!

Inside the Haori Sword Sect, more than ten figures flew out of the air, and many people saw it, and they were full of envy and admiration for these more than ten figures.

"It's the alliance leader and a few Spirit Sect seniors!"

"Strange, why did they leave the Sword Sect together......"

"Look, those two people are much younger than me......"

Hundreds of eyes looked up at the group of people in the distance, and many talked about Tang Xingfeng and Jian Teng, these two young people, being able to discuss matters in the Spirit Sword Hall was already a great thing in itself.

It only took a few breaths for the group to arrive at the edge of the barren sword shrine.

"Brother Tang, senior Chigang, senior Nanion, the three of you, please enter the Barren Sword Shrine, you can rest assured, now that the remnants of the Barren Sword Shrine are under my control, I will not let you worry about your lives. ”

Jian Teng said.

In the past, Tang Xingfeng really didn't dare to rush into the barren sword mound, after all, it was the most dangerous of the three major Jedi in Western Xinjiang, and even the entry of the Spirit Sect was a life of nine deaths.

There shouldn't be any danger now, Tang Xingfeng's figure was vertical, and he flew into the barren sword mound first, he had just stepped into the range of the remnant array, and the sword qi around him was circulating, he immediately urged his spiritual power and walked carefully.

Old Man Chigang and Nan Ion entered the Barren Sword Shrine one after another, and they did not converge with Tang Xingfeng, but went in three directions each.

"This place, the yin qi is really heavy......"

Tang Xingfeng pursed his lips, there was a piece of black soil under his feet, he couldn't even see a single grass as far as his eyes could see, there was no life at all, and occasionally there was a putrid smell.

As he walked for a while, he found several bones, apparently many of whom had been buried there.

"Huh, this sword ......"

Tang Xingfeng muttered, attracted by a sword, there were broken and rusty weapons everywhere around here, and more than ninety percent of them were broken swords.

And he saw that the one in front of him was different, this sword was plunged straight into the black soil, the blade was bright, the sword body was more than two feet, and only the tip of the sword was still buried under the black soil.

The quality of this sword is not low, it should be a three-pattern enchanted spirit soldier.

Buzz!

At this time, the sword light circulating in the remnant array began to launch a fierce attack on him, presumably it was Jian Teng who urged the formation, the power of the Eight Desolations Sword Formation should not be underestimated, just at the beginning, the sword light could already threaten him.

Thinking of yesterday, Jian Teng used the sword that burst out with the remnant array, and even the blood river thought that he couldn't stop it.

This sword light is extremely fast, if he wants to dodge, he has to use his wings to be sure to dodge, and it is just a sword light, which actually contains a mysterious sword technique.

"Slash!"

Tang Xingfeng slashed directly, which consumed little, but he didn't block all the sword light, and some of the sword light passed through the sword, which surprised him.

"It's good, the black dragon is outstanding, open!"

As soon as his mind moved, the black dragon phantom faintly appeared, and his physical body became many times stronger, and the residual sword light fell on his body, leaving a white mark on his right arm.

The white marks were clearly visible, and if the power was a few points stronger, it might hurt him.

In the other two places, the old man Chigang was still very relaxed, and when the first sword light hit, he was forcibly dispersed. Nan Ion also tried the power of sword light for the first time, and also used mysterious sword moves to dismantle the moves.

Shout!

Tang Xingfeng hurriedly came to the side of the three-pattern spirit sword, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and lifted it vigorously, however, he didn't pull it out.

"Huh?"

His expression changed, and a dull dragon groan seemed to come from the flesh and blood of his body, and just as he was about to increase his strength and pull out the spirit sword, suddenly, a voice sounded around him.

"Brother Tang, the spirit sword has not yet been conceived, please be merciful to Brother Tang's subordinates. ”

"Oh......"

Hearing this, Tang Xingfeng withdrew his hand, if he went all out, it shouldn't be a big problem to pull out this sword, but he couldn't offend Jian Teng for the sake of a three-pattern spirit sword, what just came was Jian Teng's voice.

Didn't get pregnant to finish?

Tang Xingfeng pondered, he turned to look around, his spiritual power was carefully perceived, and he couldn't help but be startled, the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth was converging towards the spirit sword, and the black soil under his feet absorbed the aura of the surrounding broken sword and converged towards the spirit sword.

This formation is actually refining weapons!

How is it possible?

Such a bizarre refining method, Tang Xingfeng has never heard of.

He never doubted Jian Teng's words, but he admired the ancient predecessor known as the Desolate Sword Saint more and more, who was worthy of being a six-rank high-level array mage, and it seemed that the refining level of the Desolate Sword Saint was also extremely profound.

Refining weapons is also his strength, he has the bloodline of the Divine Weapon Qiankun Furnace and the Weapon Cultivation Thunder Clan, the refining weapon can be called a talent, if there is a refining master to guide him, his refining level must not be the same as it is now.

It's a pity that the real refining master, he can't reach it.

Master Qu Lao has been immersed in the thundering heavy sword, and originally the realm of the master has reached the fivefold soul realm, which is enough to guide him, but he has encountered great difficulties.

His refining path is still slowly groping on his own.

Hum, the second sword light is coming, especially the first!

"Slash!"

Tang Xingfeng condensed his mind and put aside his distracting thoughts, the top priority was to fight for the candidate for this sword formation first, maybe in the Eight Desolations Sword Formation, he could gain something......