The first competition ended so quickly!

The onlookers were all stunned, when did this Immortal Sect have another monster?

"I've seen all the previous martial arts competitions of this kid, why does he use different martial arts every time he appears?" It's really strange!" Elder Liu gritted his teeth and whispered, Mo Xiao also clenched his fists slightly angrily, he Cangming Sect suffered the loss of the Lixian Sect in front of everyone! Very good! Very good!

"Good job! Xiao Qi!" Zhou Ming patted Xiao Qi happily when he saw Xiao Qi coming down. The people from the Immortal Sect also cast appreciative and surprised glances.

"Senior Brother Zhou has won the award!" Xiao Qi was a little embarrassed, after all, it was the first time he was watched by so many people.

"But also, against this kind of dish B, it should be won!Well, keep working hard!" Zhou Ming deliberately took the opportunity to mock the Cangming faction.

"You!" The other Cangming Sect disciple present was already very angry, and after hearing Zhou Ming's words, he couldn't help but point to Zhou Ming.

"What are you, you want to prove that you don't cook, let's win first. I know what Elder Pig and Elder Sheep are hiding behind all day long!" Zhou Ming replied unscrupulously.

"That's enough! No noise is allowed in the martial arts arena! The next one is on the field!" Mo Xiao couldn't lose his temper on this occasion, so he could only stop it and directly turn everyone's attention to the competition.

The second was a disciple of the Liuli Sect, and after he came on the field, he actually chose the remaining disciple of the Cangming Sect, and then lost to the Cangming Sect......

The third to take the stage was the Aoi Shui Sect disciple, who chose the last Beast Dominator disciple to advance, but in the end he was defeated.

The fourth is also a disciple of the Kwai Shui faction, he decisively did not choose Zhou Ming, but chose a disciple of the Liuli faction, compared to the seemingly lawless Zhou Ming, he is still willing to compete with someone who is slightly familiar. As a result, the disciples of the Liuli faction won, and the Kwai Shui faction lost both battles!

The fifth was a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and he didn't want to fight Zhou Ming either, if he had a choice. Thereupon......

"Ten Thousand Swords Sect Han Wu, please give me advice!"

"Zhou Ming of the Lixian Sect, please give advice!" Zhou Ming didn't know about this sect, so he responded decently.

After speaking, that Han Wu waved his big hand, and countless flying swords were released by him, and the blades of the swords were inserted into the open space around Han Wu's body, densely packed.

"it! It's such a gorgeous battle as soon as you make a move! It looks like one of my generation!1, 2, 3, 4, 5...... At least there are more than a hundred swords!I really deserve to be a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!It is estimated that they are ten thousand swords!" Zhou Ming thought as he made preparations.

"Since that's the case!, then I can only do this!" Zhou Ming took out a shining heroic soul and crushed it violently!

"Let's go with the wind!There are a few shooting stars behind you!" Zhou Ming suddenly had a relaxed temperament, like an arrogant swordsman!

Zhou Ming touched it for a long time, and found that he didn't even have a sword!

Seeing that the other party was about to make a move, Zhou Ming hurriedly raised his hand and shouted: "Stop! Give me a little time, I'll borrow a sword!"

Han Wu was speechless for a while, is there such a person? But he is still a gentleman waiting for Zhou Ming, he doesn't want the battle to be unfair.

The onlookers were also stunned.

"This strange contest doesn't bring a sword?"

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death!"

"I don't think he used a sword in his previous competitions! Why do you want to use a sword this time?"

"Could it be that just because the other party is the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he wants to defeat the other party in the way of the sword?"

"This is too pretending, right, how deep can a person who has never used a sword have a deep kendo attainment......?"

Xiao Qi smiled as he took a sword out and sent it to the sidelines, seeing that the referee didn't stop it, it seems that it is forgivable to forget to bring a sword.

Zhou Ming'er took the long sword handed by Xiao Qi with a slight red, and then quickly walked back to his original position and stood still, but he did not pull the sword out of the scabbard, but directly pinned it to his left waist, and at the same time held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, bowed slightly, and maintained the posture of withdrawing it at any time.

Seeing this, the onlookers began to talk again.

"What's wrong with him?

"Hey, is your sword stuck in it, why don't you pull it out?"

"What a weird posture!"

"It's so weird!"

Han Wu saw that Zhou Ming had maintained this posture for a minute, and guessed that the other party should be ready, so he began to make a move.

He held a golden sword in his hand, pointing to the sky, the golden sword slowly emitted a dazzling golden light, and when the golden light was as rich as water, a sword roar suddenly sounded, and suddenly, more than 100 flying swords inserted on the ground around him trembled together, and for a while, the sound of "buzzing" continued.

"Brush, brush, brush, brush......" All the flying swords suddenly rose from the ground and began to circle around the golden sword in Han Wu's hand, and the scene was very grand. Seeing this, Zhou Ming couldn't help but say, "Could it be that you are going to hear the words 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect' next?"

Han Wu was not as middle two as Zhou Ming thought, and he had to report the name of the move when he used it, he just waved his hand simply, and the golden sword in his hand instantly pointed at Zhou Ming, and a cool scene happened, the flying sword hovering around the golden sword poured out like a raging flood finding a flood outlet!

For a moment, the whistle of countless sharp blades cutting through the air sounded in the field!

Looking at the countless flying swords that shot like machine gun bullets, Zhou Ming smiled calmly.

The sword light flashed away, and a huge wall of wind appeared in front of Zhou Ming, countless air currents kept blowing into the sky from the ground, blocking any flying swords that tried to pass through, and Han Wu's more than 100 flying swords kept hitting the wind wall, and they were constantly bounced away by the air flow of the wind wall.

Zhou Ming, behind the wind wall, still maintained his previous posture and did not move. As if this wall of wind was not released by him.

"Wow, did you see it?

"I didn't see it clearly, but he must have drawn his sword just now!"

"He must have pulled out his sword and then retracted it!"

"Damn, it's so fast, and the wind wall with countless sword intent is so powerful!"

"It seems that this is called Zhou Ming, it's really biting!" ......

Draw the sword stream appeared in this world for the first time!

Feeling the slightest sword intent transmitted from the wind wall, Han Wu's heart became heavy, he didn't expect the other party's swordsmanship attainment to be so profound!

The wind wall gradually disappeared, and Han Wu's flying swords were scattered all over the ground, and in this first move, neither side actually moved a step!

Han Wu struck with his sword raised like an oriental swordsman, and every time his toes touched the ground, he would advance a long distance.

Zhou Ming, on the other hand, kept holding the hilt of the sword at his left waist with his right hand, maintained this posture, and bowed forward quickly.