"I don't know if this person is the person that Lord Cao fancies?" Jin Hanshan looked at Cao Qiankun and said with a faint smile.

Cao Qiankun shook his head and said, "Since I am the person I fancie, I naturally want to enter my supervision institute, this little guy can't do it." ”

Jin Hanshan was a little surprised, his gaze swept over the people present, and finally stopped at Mo Yugong's body, "It seems that Lord Cao has taken a fancy to this child." ”

Cao Qiankun didn't answer, just looked down calmly, as if waiting for something.

Although He Yuwen won, he couldn't make any more moves, Gu Jiantan was equal to one less person, and after a round of sword discussions, the three major factions had already lost four disciples, but only Li Shentong lost in the academy, no matter how you look at the situation, it is not very good.

Faced with such a situation, the division commanders of the three major factions seemed to have made up their minds to engage in wheel warfare.

Gu Jiantan once again sent a disciple, this is a young girl, wearing a red dress fluttering in the wind, looking particularly moving.

"Ask the academy disciples, Luo Hongnian!"

Hearing this name, Luo Hongnian stood up and walked into the ring, watching Luo Hongnian, one of the two fairies of the academy, walk into the ring, and suddenly a thunderous shout resounded over the academy, this is absolute popularity, Luo Hongnian is different from Fang Yu, Fang Yu's identity is there, not ordinary people can be qualified to approach.

Although Luo Hongnian is extremely cold to people, it does not prevent everyone from pursuing her at all, after all, just such a peerless face is enough to make people crazy.

Looking at Luo Hongnian who walked into the ring, even the big people on the high platform had to let out a sigh of admiration, "What a stunning beauty." ”

The two girls confronted each other in the ring, and the shouts of the academy became even more passionate.

The girl of Gu Jiantan made a sword salute and shot directly, the sword was extremely majestic, and a dazzling sword light swayed out directly, and the girl's true yuan was also passing quickly.

Frowning slightly, Luo Hongnian looked at the girl with some surprise, feeling the power of the sword qi and the strength of the true yuan, she was a little puzzled, it was impossible for such a sword to defeat her.

Luo Hongnian didn't understand, but this didn't prevent her from taking out the sword, the long sword in her hand was raised, a hundred flowers flew into the sword, and beautiful flowers appeared in the air, and countless sword qi was hidden in these flowers, and she surged towards the girl in the ancient sword pool.

She is Lin Jing, just like her name, she has always been quiet, very quiet, very quiet in Gujian Pond.

So few people knew about her, and it wasn't until that day that she defeated many strong people in Gu Jian Tan with her sword, and in one fell swoop she became a famous powerhouse in Gu Jian Tan.

Many people have strong hopes for her, so she is very unwilling.

But she is Lin Jing, a person who is not good at talking, and she will only prove herself with her own actions.

Facing Luo Hongnian, Lin Jing knew that this was a very powerful opponent, and after witnessing the battle between Li Shentong and He Yuwen, Luo Hongnian's strength must be equally amazing, she knew that she was not an opponent, so she agreed.

The sword qi in the sky gathered together at this moment, and she came out with a sword, which must be a powerful sword.

At the same time as she drew her sword, her black hair, which was bound by green silk, was blown back by the strong wind.

Her eyes suddenly brightened, and the two scorching rays of light in the deepest part of her eyes began to burn violently, and the purest souls could be seen dancing in the pure white flames.

However, the sword has been drawn, but her sword is still in her hand.

The thin long sword did not turn into a long rainbow and burst out, nor did it disappear into the wind, but was held in her hand and pointed at the girl in front of her.

Although the sword was in her hand, her sword had already come out, or her sword intent had appeared.

The white light was surging, the pure flame was beating, and that sword light appeared in the hundred flowers of Luo Hongnian.

The sword is moving, the flower is trembling.

Two different sword intents compete with each other in this piece of heaven and earth.

Lin Jing looked at Luo Hongnian, a trace of apology crossed her eyes, and Luo Hongnian was a little puzzled by this apology.

And at the moment when she was puzzled, Lin Jing's hand stroked the long sword, and it could be seen that this was a sword that had been with her for many years, and with her caressing, she could clearly feel that the sword was screaming, which was the same trace as a human sword, but at this moment Lin Jing had to give up.

Stretching out his finger, a true element condensed on his finger, and fell towards the thin long sword, without any suspense, and the sword shattered.

The corners of her eyes slipped and drifted away with the wind, this was her last sword, so it was also her strongest sword.

The broken sword did not fall to the ground, but floated in front of her eyes, the sword was broken into seven pieces, Lin Jing waved his hand, and the seven cut swords turned into seven white torrents at this moment, one piercing the world of hundreds of flowers.

A white torrent is a sword mark.

The light under his eyes converged in the seven severed swords, and the pure flames danced around the broken swords, and the remaining six sword marks seemed to pass through thousands of mountains and rivers and came to the sky.

No one understood what Lin Jing was doing, and at this moment, the six sword marks were like feather arrows, falling along a perfect arc, still pointing to the world of hundred flowers.

These sword marks were closer to the sky, absorbing the heavenly light emitted from the clouds, condensing the brilliance that Lin Jing had been cultivating for several years, igniting the flames that True Yuan had turned into, at this moment they looked like real lightsabers, beautiful as if they were dreamy.

Seven sword marks with a powerful aura emanated from the hilt of the sword in Lin Jing's hand, the sword was broken, but it was still sharp, this was her Lin Jing's sword.

The sword marks were brilliant and gone, pneumatic in all directions, and the world of hundreds of flowers was broken little by little by such seven torrents.

Seeing this magical scene, the ordinary disciples of the three major sects burst out into cheers for the first time.

This was the first time they had seen the dawn of victory, and the disciples of Gu Jian Tan also felt excited, because such a sword was really strong and strong.

After gathering several years of cultivation, destroying the love sword that has been with him for a long time, and igniting the true yuan in his body, how can such a sword not be strong.

Su Li's brows furrowed slightly, a little puzzled.

Although the sword was broken, it became stronger, and the seven torrents continued to break through the world of hundred flowers.

The clouds above the sky were absorbed, condensing the power of these, and with the sky dome as a curtain, those bright sword rainbows looked very beautiful.

It's like a grand firework.

As more and more petals fell, and when Luo Hongnian's previous sword momentum began to dissipate, Baihua finally let go of a passage, one that was large enough to support the passage of the seven swords.

Luo Hongnian calmly looked at the Jianhong in front of her, she didn't do anything, in the eyes of many people, it was just a moment, but in fact she had been waiting for a long time, and when that apology appeared, she was waiting.

She had been waiting, waiting for those seven sword marks to finally turn into a sword, back into a sword, a sword that was enough to make her feel threatened.

However, Luo Hongnian never waited for that moment to come, she had already felt one of the seven truncated swords, and her eyebrows were slightly raised.

Because she didn't understand for the time being, why Lin Jing produced so many swords, and Lin Jian, who was able to wield such a powerful sword, should know what is really powerful.

The empire has been focusing on the practice of kendo for hundreds of years, and the world knows that beauty is not strong, just like those hundred flowers.

Only cohesion is truly powerful, the strongest is never the moment when a hundred flowers fly, but when countless petals are condensed together and converge into a sword momentum, the world of a hundred flowers turns into a sword light, which is the strongest.

So Luo Hongnian didn't understand, although the previous fight, although she was only in a hurry, she could feel Lin Jing's strength, this is a very strong cultivator, then her most powerful sword must be just a sword.

It can't be so many swords, the seven swords don't sound like much, but for Luo Hongnian, it is already a lot, and she has been waiting for the seven swords to become one.

Her Hundred Flowers Flying Sword has always been there, the world of flowers has always been around, and those falling flowers are waiting, waiting for the strongest sword, but in the end, Lin Jing did not choose one sword, but chose seven swords, which is equivalent to declaring defeat in advance, because she can't find a chance to win at all.

Looking at Lin Jing's calm eyes and the gloom in his eyes, Luo Hongnian suddenly figured it out.

Lin Jing played today, and she didn't think about winning at all.

"For the sake of the final victory, it is also a kind of strength to be able to give up your pride, self-esteem, and everything you have so calmly!" Su Li said silently in his heart.

Luo Hongnian also moved, she knew why Lin Jing's apology was, so she didn't wait any longer.

The sword in his hand danced, although it was not the most powerful sword, but the seven sword marks were still very strong.

"A hundred flowers fall!"

A cold voice sounded, and beautiful petals began to fly in the air, and countless petals gathered together and appeared in front of Luo Hongnian.

The sword momentum surged suddenly, and countless sword qi began to condense onto a sword, and the flowers in the sky sprayed out the sword intent inside.

A dazzling sword light swept away, as if a world had wielded its power.

Feeling the power of this sword, Lin Jing's face raised a free and easy smile, although she lost, she still did it.

In front of tens of thousands of people, giving up their sword, giving up their dignity, and giving up their desire for victory is really a very faceless thing.

She is Lin Jing, so in the face of everything like this, she just faces it quietly, except for the tear that falls from her eyes.

The cage turned into by the seven sword marks couldn't trap Luo Hongnian's powerful sword after all.

Baihua broke the cage of the broken sword.

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The Seven Truncated Swords fell to the ground, the sword was no longer its original appearance, the pure flames had been extinguished, and the petals fell on the sword, and then drifted away with the wind little by little.

Luo Hongnian walked out, although the strength of the seven swords was not as good as one sword, but it cost her and a lot of true yuan, and such a sharp consumption made her face a little pale.

Luo Hongnian looked at Lin Jing with a faint smile on her face, and said seriously: "Find your own sword, I believe there will be a chance." ”

Lin Jing's eyes bloomed with a gleam, and she nodded heavily, "Okay!"