readx;? Xiao Lei had a smile on his face, Ling Zhi, this kid, it's true, his strength sometimes goes crazy, and even he feels that it is difficult to deal with. If the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info replaced by Ge Yun, even if Ling Zhi only exerts half of his strength, Ge Yun is not an enemy in one blow.

"Okay, then I'll rest assured!" Xiao Lei smiled.

"Senior Xiao Lei, such a trivial matter is not worth your special trip, is there anything else?" Ling Zhi asked.

Xiao Lei nodded and said, "You still know me best, if my daughter has half of you, I will be satisfied." ”

"I'm here for this sword competition. Xiao Lei paused and said, "The reward of this sword competition is so rich, you must have been, right?"

Ling Zhi nodded, he was indeed shocked by the reward in it.

If he can also get these rewards, he will definitely use all his strength, even if he is injured, he will compete for the first place in the Dao. It's just a pity that these rewards are only given to the disciples of Sword Mountain, and he has nothing to do with them.

Xiao Lei continued: "How can I not know what you think in your heart, so I came here to tell you a specific news - the reward on the first place, in addition to rewarding a royal weapon of the sword species, the sword species can also follow its owner, enter the hidden small world of the sword mountain together, and comprehend the sword path on the sword tablet together. ”

Ling Zhi's breathing increased slightly, and such news, to him, was like a stormy wave, impacting every nerve in him.

If he was able to go, his cultivation would undoubtedly be a huge and incomparable improvement. If you can understand the way of the sword from it, the harvest can be imagined.

Crazy, obsessed!

Xiao Leizhi had a heart-warming look on his face and said, "Are you excited? Then you should work hard! Win the first place, maybe there will be an unexpected gain!"

Ling Zhi nodded.

"Senior Xiao Lei, when will the ancient scripture you promised me be honored?" Ling Zhi suddenly asked.

"......" Xiao Lei was embarrassed and left in a panic.

"Haha!" Ling Zhi laughed, Lei's embarrassed figure leaving, his heart was filled with a warmth, he didn't specifically mention this matter. Now he doesn't care so much about the ancient scriptures, this time it's just to make a fuss about Xiao Lei.

On the second day, the sword species continued as much as the covenant.

The scorching air did not bake and burn the enthusiasm of the disciples of Sword Mountain, but because of this heat wave, the enthusiasm of the disciples of Sword Mountain became even more enthusiastic.

On the square, there was a sea of people, except for the 30,000 people who participated in the sword competition, the other disciples of the sword mountain, except for important things to go out, the rest all came to watch/br> in the vigorous noise, the sword race competition continued.

The incomparably brilliant fighting techniques could always erupt into bursts of exclamations, while some ordinary fighting techniques made many Sword Mountain disciples let out a burst of low shouts.

Lively and prosperous!

Senior Brother Chu Chen, Senior Brother Niu Yiming, and many inner disciples, especially the top thirteen inner disciples, entered the ring one after another and received bursts of applause.

It was Ge Yun's turn to play, Ge Yun won the last game, and he also had some confidence in the strength of his own sword in his heart, and he had a thrilling last game, this one.

Ge Yun raised the leather whip in his hand, he didn't know how to respect the sword species, but since he had found something better, why not try more.

"Ge Yun, are you the guy who abused the sword species?" Ge Yun was also fighting against an inner disciple, called Hong Dali, a body of muscles, trembling with his voice, it seemed very powerful, and his sword type was just like him, a body of copper skin and iron bones, flashing with a dark luster, his sword type waved his fists, and sparks faintly appeared in the air.

The atmosphere in the ring was stirred up for a while.

"Hmph, what? Who are you more powerful in a moment? Ge Yun snorted and looked at him, not afraid at all.

Nowadays, it is not certain who will lose and who will win, and he Ge Yun may not necessarily lose.

"A person who can't even treat his own sword seed is worthy of having a sword seed. Hong Dali replied loudly, his sword was already like his shadow, although the figure was huge, but the body was very fast, and in a flash, it had already swept far away.

Ge Yunyi sneered and whipped his whip in the air, and a crisp sonic boom sounded, crackling, and even Hong Dali on the opposite side couldn't help frowning.

"Up. Ge Yun said loudly.

Ling Zhi was as if he had heard an order, or he was afraid that the power of the leather whip would hit his body, and his speed was so fast that even if it was Hong Dali's sword comparison, he would not lose at all.

"There is oppression to be motivated. Ge Yun pondered in his heart, at this moment, it was as if some kind of barrier had been opened in his heart, he seemed to have entered a new world, and his eyes were faintly shining, revealing a confident light.

Rumble!

The two swords collided together with a thud. Even the entire formation trembled slightly.

Ge Yun's sword type was a little strange. Everyone did not wrinkle slightly, it seemed that in the collision, Ge Yun's sword class actually faintly had the upper hand, and it seemed that the strength had become greater than in the previous battle.

The leather whip in the hands of everyone Yun, there was a burst of disgust in their eyes, there is such a person in Jianshan, it is really an insult to them, if such a person can enter twenty, then what is left of their face.

Suddenly, an aura of resistance spread among the disciples of Sword Mountain, and the one who was faintly targeted was Ge Yun, as long as every disciple of Sword Mountain played, he would not have a good color for Ge Yun.

Ge Yun didn't care, he kept wielding the leather whip, and under the spur of the leather whip, Ling Zhi's strength increased little by little, giving people the feeling that he was afraid of the whipping.

People felt that Ge Yun's sword type seemed to be crazy, and although his strength was the same as the first one, he had symptoms of losing his strength, but he still barely persevered.

Boom!

The shadow of the fist fell, and the figure separated, leaving only a proud figure standing on the stage, while the opponent was already paralyzed, lying on the bed like a dead dog.

Ge Yun won!

Although he won, there was not a trace of applause on the field, and the audience was silent, as if he didn't believe everything in front of him, Ge Yun's sword type actually relied on his endurance to fight against Hong Dali's sword with his fist.

As we all know, Hong Dali's sword type is very unusual because of its own relationship, and it is difficult for ordinary sword species to get a slight advantage in front of Hong Dali's sword type by relying on the strength of **.

But now, someone has broken that rule. Let Hong Dali's sword species lie on the ground like a dead dog.

Moreover, this person is Ge Yun.

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