"This is Vermilion, who has been in the Sword Pavilion for five years, and has the peak combat power of the Spirit," Si Xueyi explained. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The sword field, simple and magnificent, this is a space, in which a lot of wooden swords are suspended, used to town the Quartet, take pictures of the heroes.

There were several fights on the field, and I have to say that those who came to gamble on the war were not weak, and there were several games that almost made them deflated.

"Very peculiar sword moves, combining spiritual magic with swords" Mo Ran nodded, paying attention to the situation on the field.

Vermilion, as the name suggests, is dressed in a red robe, very gorgeous, graceful, and a generation of beauties.

However, few people know her, after five years of sword cultivation, she has perseverance that ordinary people can't imagine, and her persistence is amazing.

It seems that in her eyes, there is only one sword, and she cultivates for the sake of sword cultivation!

"You're defeated"

The woman said, Jade holding a sword in her hand and pointing it at the throat of the visitor.

Apparently, she won, and very simply, before putting away her sword and returning to the stage.

"Senior Sister Zhu's Red Sword Technique is really amazing, it's time to change me next," a young man from the Sword Pavilion said with a smile.

"Be careful," the woman looked at, and her cold red lips spat out a few words.

This time, with the help of the elders in the dark, they will not give them the opponents whose strength gap is too large, and the so-called sword grinding stone, if the sword is too brittle, it may die young.

You know, the target of these challengers is Mo Ran, a man who can fight Boao.

Although she originally thought that this young man was not very good, but in recent days, she has indeed been shocked.

Mo Ran practiced his heart in the sword domain that they had been practicing all year round, and he often competed with Si Xueyi, one of the top three swords of their sect, this strength was not a fraud, it was really worthy of a king.

"Red Sword Technique, carve runes at the speed of a sword, a little dyeing fire, it is worthy of a kind of rune sword flow" Mo Ran smiled and nodded to the visitor.

Although he was not a real member of the Sword Sect, the elders of the Sword Pavilion were very good to him and let go of all the classics for him to observe.

And Zhu Hong's red sword technique is the swordsmanship in the derivative rune sword flow, which is also a way for the sword to find a new way, if the opponent does not know in advance, he will really suffer a big loss.

In the battle just now, after hundreds of moves, that person realized it later, but the sword carved talisman had already burst, and the sky was full of flames, thus bottoming out his defeat.

"The real rune sword flow has disappeared in the years, but I am confident that it will be passed on in the future" The woman bowed lightly and thanked her.

She was proud by nature, but she was different in front of this young man, because on that day, this young man begged for her the remnant of the book.

Fu Jian Liu, an extremely ancient sword technique, has long been broken down, and even the Heavenly Sword Sect Master Sect may not have any classics left.

Coincidentally, there are remnants of this genre in the Sword Pavilion!

But Zhu Hong is just an ordinary disciple in the pavilion, although her qualifications are arrogant, her status is too low, and she has no special contributions, so it is impossible for the pavilion to let her take a look at such an important sword codex.

On that day, if Mo Ran hadn't happened to see it and asked the Elder Shouge to come, she might not have had such a good opportunity.

"Another win"

The cheers rang out, and the children of the Sword Pavilion shouted in unison.

After Zhu Hong, another young man also achieved victory.

"Damn!"

Some people sneered that they belonged to various sects and came to gamble and fight, but they never expected that there was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Sword Pavilion.

"In addition to the two swords of the thirteen swords, and Na Mo Ran, even the Shiyuan, Vermilion, Shi Zhonghai, etc. of the pavilion are so strong."

"It's difficult, you need to let the real masters come"

This is unbelievable, they are indeed inferior, they didn't even come forward, and the children of the Sword Pavilion alone defeated them.

"Don't worry, I've sent a message that my lord will send someone to sit down."

The young man in front raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

He looked indifferent and was very relieved, because every member of his family was a proud son of a generation, who had defeated countless people of the same generation, and his strength was strong.

Although Cang is not weak, he can match Bo Ao, but in that battle, I heard that Bo Ao did not let go of the realm, and it was because of the fact that the exercises were overcome.

But the people who come here today are different, and they will crush the opponent in the strongest way!

"Until then, we need to hold on to the time and call for more people to go first," he added.

Then he pointed to a few people and motioned for them to let them go.

This kind of behavior makes many people frown, they are also proud people, and they are commanded by a mere entourage, who will feel better?

But it's very helpless, the adults behind this person really make them jealous!

"Well, let's go for a while" someone stepped out and spontaneously walked into the venue.

The gray hair is very eye-catching, and if you look closely, there are many small characters densely covered in the hairlines, and they shine.

"It's a people of that race"

In the crowd, there are some masters, although they are not from the younger generation, but they have similar purposes, come and watch the battle situation of the Sword Pavilion.

"Grinding the ancient killing array to this realm, only they can do it"

Secretly, someone teased him, and his expression was a little unnatural, especially after recognizing the person on the field.

"I'll come this time," Cheng Yu said.

Not only him, but many people in the Sword Pavilion could see that after several games, there were indeed some real characters who were about to make a move.

Just like this gray-haired youth!

"Canggu clan, turning their backs on the past and studying the ancient killing formations of other clans is not the right way after all" An elder nodded, agreeing with Cheng Yu's fate.

No matter what kind of past the Canggu clan has, but the strength is over there, and the ancient killing array pattern is engraved on the body, although this practice is very inhumane, but it is terrible after success.

A moving killing array, just thinking about it is enough to make people jealous!

Outside the field, many people were surprised as the identity of the gray-haired young man was revealed.

The heroes who came to the Sword Pavilion to gamble and fight are really gathered, I'm afraid this is no longer about seizing creation, but wanting to become famous!

"I thought it would be Jade Sword, but I didn't expect it to be you"

Ling Hua spoke, his eyes full of contempt, "I heard that your sword heart has collapsed, it seems that you have regained some self-confidence, aren't you afraid of dying again?"

In his eyes, the younger generation of the Sword Pavilion can only be his opponent with the third jade sword and the young man who has been rumored to be like a god.

Unexpectedly, it was Cheng Yu who was beaten like a dead dog by Nangong Yan at the Yunlan Banquet.

This made him a little displeased, and he felt that the Sword Pavilion was despising their clan.

"The Canggu clan, the people who can even abandon the inheritance of their own clan, and now they will only show the benefits of their tongues?" Cheng Yu sneered.

He said no more, and stepped away with his sword, leaving behind the remnants of the Dao.

The sword light appeared, like a silver meteor, incredibly fast.

Ling Hua also did it, the Canggu clan, after learning the ancient method of killing the formation, opened up a new road, and its body was a formation, and there were killing charms!

The gray hair fluttered, the divine patterns burst out, and the runes flew one after another, forming an ancient array in the blink of an eye.

Bite!

The sword light cracked, blocked by the runes in the sky, Ling Hua's hands were sealed, and several runes around his body flew away.

At the same time, he himself stepped on.

"The killing array of the Canggu clan is engraved in oneself, and as long as it is needed, it can instantly expand a kind of array around oneself."

"He wants to use it to deal with Cang, the killing array is around, who dares to fight in close combat?"

Many people analyzed and were shocked by Linghua's actions.

His gray hair now glows with a strange light, and the infinite killing talisman surrounds his body, and within three zhang, it can annihilate everything.

Ancient Killing Array, this killing power is definitely not weak!

In their opinion, the killing array prepared by Ling Hua was obviously against Cang, because everyone with a discerning eye knew that Cang had a divine treasure and was known as a peerless body, and there were really not many people in the same rank who could match him.

But the Canggu clan is different, although the physical body is not as good as the opponent, but combined with the killing array on the body, it can restrain the melee monks.

Even Cheng Yu, who was on the field at the moment, could only swim away with his sword skills, and did not choose to resist hard.

"There is a gap in any formation"

Cheng Yu holds a sword, he is different from before, there is no big opening and closing moves, and there is no gorgeous spiritual technique, purely attacking the enemy with skills.

After a defeat, he reined in his edge, and so did the sword in his hand, replaced by a little more pure simplicity.

"Cheng Yu is worthy of being the youngest of the Thirteen Swords, and his talent and understanding are extremely high," the Sword Pavilion was praised by the elders.

The killing array of the Canggu clan, if you fight with him, it will definitely outweigh the losses.

According to Cheng Yu's previous temperament, he will definitely take a tough approach, which is not bad, but everything depends on the situation.

"Cloud Sword, Jiuhe Tian" Cheng Yu said calmly.

The sword stopped, the silence was terrifying, and there was a layer of mist fluttering on the field, and among them, Ling Hua stood still, his two pupils widened, revealing disbelief!

"Win?"

Outside the field, many people were dumbfounded and didn't react to what was happening.

But Ling Hua's expression was very exciting, betrayed him, this battle, Cheng Yu won!

"When did he learn?" Ling Luo covered her mouth, but she was so happy that she almost jumped for joy.

This is the Illusory Sword Dao, one of the sixteen swords of Cong Yun, the Nine Rivers Cloud Fall, even in the Heavenly Sword Sect, there are very few people who can comprehend, and even a kind of high sword Dao.