At the beginning, others couldn't see what Bai Cangdong wanted to do, and only some people with special eyesight realized it.

But when the Bayue Slash gradually changed, slowly everyone saw that something was wrong.

"Isn't it, is he going to elevate a scribe-level secret rank to a real level?"

"Does it really work? That's an exaggeration, isn't it?"

"Suddenly I feel that Lianshan Zhenren is a little pitiful, this is being used as a sword test stone, and he is not regarded as an opponent at all. ”

"Upgrading the level of secret skills in battle, although this is not a rare thing, but it is generally felt in the center of the battle, and when there is a flash of inspiration, you can only improve the level of secret skills in one go, and it is generally only a small level, like him, a sword and a sword insist on upgrading the level, and also improve a big level, is this really possible?"

"Looking at his secret technique, it is indeed very different from before, and it may not be impossible to succeed. ”

The blood is full of black lines: "What about a good sword compared to a sword? Do you call it a good sword competition? If you don't show off, you will die?"

Wang Si smiled slightly: "Sure enough, he is more interesting." ”

Xuelihai's expression was relatively dignified, and he was paying attention to whether Bai Cangdong could successfully improve the level of the Bayue Slash.

Zhou Qianyan gritted his teeth, hating to slap Bai Cangdong to the ground, pick his tendons and break his bones, and send him to hell forever without reincarnation, so as to eliminate the anger in his heart.

"Zhou Han, after Lianshan Zhenren was defeated, you went on the field to kill him. Zhou Qianyan stared at Bai Cangdong resentfully, and said word by word to a black-robed real person beside him.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't see the possibility of Lianshan Zhenren winning.

"Good. Zhou Han responded coldly, with no expression on his face, but a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Qin Yuxi looked at Bai Cangdong on the stage, and his beautiful eyes flashed: "I can't imagine this scoundrel, although he has no talent in cultivating the body, but he seems to be quite talented in the way of swordsmanship, and it seems that there is great hope to raise the level of this secret skill, and this secret skill should not be a sword technique before, but more inclined to sword skills, but at this time, it is gradually evolving towards swordsmanship, if it can really be promoted to the real level, and it is completely swordsmanship, this is also a very amazing thing." ”

Among all of them, the one who felt the most was naturally Lianshan Zhenren, who was in it and was Bai Cangdong's opponent.

At the beginning, Bai Cangdong slashed out the Bayue Slash, he could easily dodge, that artistic conception could not make him feel too much pressure, and he was able to counterattack with ease.

But after fifty swords, Lianshan Zhenren began to feel a lot of pressure, and he didn't open his mouth to sneer at Bai Cangdong anymore.

After a hundred swords, Lianshan Zhenren could only use all his spirit to resist and dodge Bai Cangdong's sword, and it was already difficult to find a chance to fight back.

After two hundred swords, Lian Shan Zhenren only felt that the heavy sword in Bai Cangdong's hand seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, so big that it occupied almost all of his sight, as if he would be slashed by the heavy sword wherever he dodged, and even dodging the attack of the Bayue Slash became extremely difficult, and his chest seemed to be pressed against a boulder, and even breathing became difficult.

After five hundred swords, Bai Cangdong slashed a sword, Lianshan Zhenren could only retreat, a few steps back with a sword, a few steps back with a sword, his face was like ashes, he didn't dare to dodge or raise his sword to meet him, he just retreated step by step, as if as long as he stopped, he would be cut in half by the terrifying heavy sword.

Although the martial arts arena is large, but there will be an end to it, when Lianshan Zhenren crashed into the outer wall of the martial arts arena full of formations, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, seeing Bai Cangdong slash down with a sword, his face was terrified, and he desperately raised the long sword in his hand, but the long sword seemed weak, and even the sword light seemed faint and invisible.

It's not that Lianshan Zhenren's sword light has regressed, but that his Dao heart has collapsed, and under the pressure of Bai Cangdong's heavy sword, he no longer has half of his fighting intent, and he has completely lost the courage of the previous battle, and there is only the fear of death left in his heart, and the swordsmanship is naturally impossible to be as imposing as it was at the beginning.

"I admit defeat!" Seeing that the heavy sword was coming, Lianshan Zhenren's sword was only halfway out, and he suddenly abandoned the sword and closed his eyes and shouted, his face was full of horror, his body trembled, and his heart had completely collapsed.

The heavy sword almost stopped less than three inches from the top of Lianshan Zhenren's head, such a domineering sword momentum, Bai Cangdong actually said to stop, and stopped without reluctance, with a wave of his backhand, he held the Xuantie heavy sword upside down on his side, looking very relaxed and freehand, and there was no reluctance to forcibly withdraw the sword at all.

Without looking at Lianshan Zhenren, Bai Cangdong turned his eyes to Zhou Qianyan in the stands: "This person's swordsmanship is so bad that he doesn't even have the qualifications to let me go back to the sword to defend a sword, it's really boring, let's have a real master on stage to fight." ”

"Kill him. Zhou Qianyan's palm tightened, almost pinching the folding fan in his hand, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, full of resentment and hatred.

The real people who appeared before, if they lose, they will lose, where can they be so unbearable as Lianshan Zhenren loses, Zhou Qianyan only feels that his face has been lost by Lianshan Zhenren, and it seems that the real people in the stands of the entire martial arts arena are looking at him with strange eyes, which makes him ashamed and angry, and the hatred for Bai Cangdong in his heart has reached the extreme.

Zhou Han responded, got up and walked slowly towards the martial arts arena, and the frightened Lianshan Zhenren had already covered his face and ran out of the martial arts arena as if he was fleeing, and he didn't know whether he was afraid or ashamed.

"The Zhou family is fierce, and the white people are smart. Zhou Han got on the martial arts arena, walked to the opposite side of Bai Cangdong, looked at Bai Cangdong lukewarmly and said.

"Please. Bai Cangdong was as motionless as a mountain, holding the Xuantie heavy sword upside down, and looked at Zhou Han calmly.

At this time, there was an indescribable emotion spreading in Bai Cangdong's heart, like the moon on the earth, like the tide rising and falling, like the wind hitting the earth, like rain moistening all things.

It's hard to say, it just feels like everything is in the palm of your hand, everything is in the sword.

In the past, the moon was unmatched, there was no advance or retreat, there was no return, although there was no dust and dirt, but it was also unrestrained, and it was difficult to send and receive from the heart.

However, now Bai Cangdong feels a little different, although there is an impulse to collapse the mountains with a sword in his heart, but he also has a strange feeling of being in his heart and everything under control.

Now Bai Cangdong is very eager to make a sword, but he doesn't have a sword, inexplicable emotions are surging in his heart, he has a feeling that as long as this sword is cut out, there must be a major breakthrough in the Bayue slash.

Zhou Han has an extra knife in his hand, a giant knife that is more exaggerated than the Xuantie heavy sword in Bai Cangdong's hand, the length of the knife is almost two meters, the blade is two hands side by side wide, the blade is as thin as a cicada's wings, flashing with a creepy cold light, but the back of the knife is extremely thick, it looks quite strange, not like a knife used in the hand, more like a guillotine used to execute a condemned prisoner. (To be continued.) )