readx;?“ Hmph!" Ge Yun's attitude was so contrasting that Xiao Lei's face suddenly sank. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info.dt He Yun, with a tone of anger, said: "The old man has refined countless sword varieties in his life, except for my master, no one has ever dared to point fingers at me, even the mountain master is polite to me. ”

"If you don't believe it, you can go up the mountain and try it yourself. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Lei flicked his sleeves and strode away, even if Ge Yun wanted to explain, he didn't stop for a moment.

Everything seemed to be because Ge Yun's words were disrespectful, making him feel that the former was questioning and dissatisfied with him, so he would act like this. It won't let Ge Yun have other thoughts in his heart at all.

Xiao Lei ...... The elder ...... "Seeing that Xiao Lei said to leave, Ge Yun's face suddenly flushed in a hurry, and his expression was as uncomfortable as stepping on dog shit.

As Xiao Lei expected, Ge Yun didn't have the slightest idea at this moment, completely thinking that it was his attitude that collided with Xiao Lei, which made the former so angry.

In fact, he was also angry just now, and he didn't want to disobey Elder Xiao Lei at all, but at this time, the back of Lei leaving, his mood became more and more heavy.

It's just that the sword refining is very important, and he didn't plan to chase it out to explain, but came to the edge of the spirit pool with a gloomy face.

At this time, even if this place was filled with a rich aura, he didn't have the surging mood of wanting to jump in a few days ago.

And at this moment, Ling Zhi in the spirit pool was still meditating on his knees, absorbing the spiritual fluid by himself.

At the edge of Lingtan, Ge Yun Yuezhong's dissatisfaction with Ling Zhi became more and more intense, and he immediately wanted to step forward like other sword species, and also acted part-time as a tool for him to vent.

But Xiao Lei's words were like thunder in his ears, and suddenly he withered again, and he didn't dare to put his thoughts into action.

After thinking for a moment, Ge Yun gritted his teeth and slapped his palm fiercely.

In an instant, a sword power appeared in his hand, and then he waved his big hand, and the power of the sword instantly submerged into Ling Zhi's body.

"I don't believe in this evil, without you Elder Xiao Lei, could it be that with my Ge Yun's ability, I can't refine this sword species?"

It's just that no matter how angry he is, Ling Zhi in the pool still sits there steadily, motionless.

Mang's power was like mud into the sea, and the aura outside Ling Zhi's body did not change at all, and Ge Yun's expression changed again, becoming more difficult and difficult/br> "This, what the hell is going on here?" Could it really be as Elder Xiao Lei said, this kid's strength has reached the pinnacle, and he can't improve it in the slightest?"

Staring blankly at Ling Zhi in the pool, Ge Yun felt a sense of depression in his heart. It's no wonder that before, in the past few decades, his sword seed technique has not improved, all because he wasted time when refining, and he didn't notice the extent of the strength growth range of the sword type person at all.

"No, it's not like that, it must not be like this. Clenching his fists fiercely, Ge Yun shot a confident light again.

At this moment, although he had only learned the secret of the sword technique, it was much earlier than others.

And this advance time is enough for him to be ahead of people of his age.

Since this is the case, then this sword competition, I, Ge Yun, will compete for the first place.

......

Just when Ge Yun roared angrily, the matter of the sword race was like growing wings, and it spread rapidly.

In a square, many young generations exchanged their heads and talked about refining the sword type Dabi.

"I've heard a secret. A thin, stick-like young man pretended to be mysterious, and looked around, facing the man beside him.

"What secret?" Seeing that he was so affectionate, the other person suddenly became interested and hurriedly asked.

Not far away, many of the others stretched out their ears at the same time, all wanting to hear what secret news would come out. So that you can have something to talk about with others in the future.

"I heard that this sword competition, the thirteen senior brothers of the inner gate will also participate. ”

"Cut ......" After hearing the secret story of the human stick, almost everyone rolled their eyes and booed at the same time.

"This is not a secret at all, three years ago, the thirty outsiders brought back by the Lan Wentian Sword Emperor and his junior sister, Tianjiao, thirteen of them were occupied by the inner disciples. Moreover, these thirteen people are the top thirteen people among the inner disciples. Another young man shook his head and looked at the man with disdain.

"No, the sword species has not been so lively in many years. ”

Everyone nodded.

Previously, the annual sword competition was attended by the disciples of the outer sect and the bottom of the inner sect, but this year there have been some changes. All the disciples of Sword Mountain will participate, and the rewards this time are even more generous than in previous years.

This year's sword competition must be a dragon fight!

Everyone looked excited, they were just miscellaneous disciples of Sword Mountain, and they didn't have the opportunity to learn the advanced sword cultivation technique at all.

On weekdays, I always look forward to the early arrival of the annual sword species.

In the sword competition, the skills and strength displayed by various sword types are enough for them to absorb for a long time. And every year in the sword competition, many outer disciples will record the sword competition and sell it to miscellaneous disciples, and they can always obtain a large amount of resources every year.

In the heated discussion of many disciples of Sword Mountain, Sword Mountain's annual sword competition was immediately opened with the order of the elders on the stage.

All the disciples of Sword Mountain gathered in the square, and everywhere in the square, there was a sword type followed by the disciples of Sword Mountain.

The sword type followed behind him like a shadow, and there were strong fluctuations on his body, and the sword type of the senior brother next to him was faintly suppressed, making everyone more confident in their own sword type.

Although the strength of the sword type is not 100% dependent on the fluctuation of the breath on the body, the strength can be judged by the strength of the body, but there is no doubt that the strength of a sword type with a strong breath will not be weak.

"It's a senior brother of Niu, the sword type he refined, he had dominated the outer gate before, and he occupied the first title for three consecutive years, and the scenery was incomparable. A muscular man waved his hand at the crowd, prompting a burst of exclamations.

"Ahh

"Wow, it's Senior Brother Chu Chen......"

A cheer that was much louder than just before rang out, one after another, and the momentum was very huge.

"The sword species refined by Senior Brother Chu Chen can be used every time without a single leaf on the body, and it will come and go without a trace, I don't know if it can repeat the miracle this time. ”

Many people look forward to it.

If it is said that the sword type refined by a senior brother of Niu is a brute bull, pulling out mountains and rivers with strength, and swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, then the sword type refined by senior brother Chu Chen is the spirit of the wind, with a light figure and no trace.

With an exclamation, one of the top thirteen inner disciples stood in the square with his refined sword species.

And these inner brothers who were accompanied by cheers have all achieved inhuman results in the sword race.

Thirteen people, indicating thirteen earth-shattering cheers.

Ge Yun took Ling Zhi slowly on the field, but ......

The cheers and exclamations did not come, but Ling Zhi heard a series of words that implied sarcasm.

"Senior Brother Ge Yun is here!"

"Is that talented and handsome Ge Yun?"

There were many exclamations, full of questions, it seemed that Senior Brother Ge Yun was not as powerful as rumored!

Moreover, Elder Xiao Lei did not come this time.

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