After a short break at noon, the 36-18 contest continued in the afternoon. In the morning, after experiencing Di Yunchen and Ni Shang, the two biggest dark horses in the sword competition, a boring competition that does not move the sword and only moves the mouth, the afternoon competition really has too many highlights, Hongxing, Liudao, and Huangpu Zhen, the three leading figures of the younger generation of disciples of the eight northwest sects who have stepped into the realm of the sword sect, all took the stage, and the three daughters of the Moon Peak of the Yuncheng Sect also took the stage in the afternoon.

Yun Chen, who was in deep cultivation, opened his eyes, and saw that Yun Jing, who was full of excitement and had a high fighting spirit, was about to come to the stage, Yun Chen hurriedly stopped her, took the sign in her hand and looked at it, okay, he finally knew why Yun Jing was so excited.

In the second round and the fourth round, in the east, Di Yunjing vs. Hongxing.

"I found that you are particularly related to the bald donkey!" Yun Chen pouted, how did Yun Jing fight, she would not be absolutely fast, she would not even be able to divide the third layer of qi, and she was completely looking for abuse in the face of Hongxing, the number one master of Fuze Temple.

"That's right, yes, I didn't have a sword in the last round, God has long eyes, this round made me run into a bald donkey again, I must be close to me to teach him a good lesson. Yun Jing's excited eyes lit up, she was like this, the more she challenged her surname, the more excited she became, or how could she call it a scourge spirit.

Yunchen didn't bother to pay attention to her, and took the lead directly towards the ring. Yun Jing felt a little bad, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Yun Chen's arm, "Brother Xinchen, what are you going to do!"

"Go up and throw in the towel for you. Yunchen replied without thinking.

Not only Yun Jing was dumbfounded, but even Yun Rong and Yun Xue were stunned by Yun Chen for a while, can this competition still admit defeat for others?

"Master!" Yun Jing dragged Yun Chen to the side to plead with Gui Qianyue, who had never expressed her position.

Yun Rong seized the opportunity to mock and said: "Yo, when you can't resist Brother Xinchen, you remember that you are a disciple of Moon Peak, you traitor, what did you do earlier." Although Yun Rong said it meanly, she also agreed with Yun Chen's opinion, in other words, she and Yun Xue faced off against Hongxing, and they could willingly admit defeat if they went up to learn from each other and went through the motions, but Yun Jing, who has a tendon, is by no means such a person, she is ruthless and belongs to the kind of person who wants to bite back desperately, in a word, Yun Jing's heart is far less mature than her body looks so mature.

"If you don't experience wind and rain, how can a young seedling grow into a towering tree?" Gui Qianyue finally supported Yun Jing, Yun Chen could only let go helplessly, but his people followed Yun Jing to the ring, as long as there was something wrong, he would forcibly intervene regardless of the rules, even if he would lose his qualification for the next round.

Hongxing, who has six incense scars on his head, does not have a pair of kind eyebrows and kind eyes that ordinary monks should have, on the contrary, he is tall, with high cheekbones and towering eyes, he is an image of a villain, but it makes the Buddha beads on his chest a little nondescript.

Hongxing's appearance further encouraged Yun Jing to draw his sword, "Big bald donkey, let me draw my sword first this time." "Before the referee announced the start, Yun Jing was already ready to move. Yun Chen, who was watching the audience, really sweated for her in his heart, his right hand was firmly held on the hilt of the sword, and his body was already swaying slightly, which was a sign of the light power flying snow 'floating', and the Yun Xue in the back of the watch was sad, although this was just a competition, it was enough to see how nervous Yun Chen, who was indifferent, was so nervous.

In the face of Yun Jing's provocative words, Hongxing nodded, and Yun Jing thought that Hongxing had agreed.

After the referee started, the competition praised as Beauty and the Beast by the disciples in the audience officially began, and the Yun Jing long sword that rotated and accelerated in the air and rushed towards Hongye had not yet been unsheathed, and Hongye, who had "promised" not to be the first to take the sword, but reversed himself, and pulled out the Buddha sword at his waist with a preemptive 'Qiang', and a bell-like sword sound resounded throughout the audience, and the eight sword qi splashed towards Yun Jing, who was about to get closer.

Unexpectedly, the bald donkey who 'monks don't speak' would be completely reversed, panicked but not confused, and rushed forward quickly, and at the last moment, suddenly flipped backwards half a circle, and then like a fallen leaf, drew a perfect arc in the air and fell rapidly.

In the next moment, Hongxing's eight sword qi turned into eight strands, and eight righteous and majestic '10,000' characters loomed, almost enveloping most of the ring, rushing up and down towards Yun Jing.

Yun Chen's pupils contracted slightly, the third-level demon punishment sword technique, does it also have a special effect of arbitrarily changing the direction and angle of the sword qi? He became more and more interested in this demon punishment sword technique, and he could see that in this short fleeting moment, unlike the sword skill Alluring City, which can arbitrarily change the direction and angle of the sword qi after shrinking the sword qi into a point, the sword skill demon punishment was changed before the secondary differentiation, which affected the direction of the '10,000' character sword qi after the differentiation.

But it was said that after Yun Jing fell, his entire body was almost close to the ground of the ring, and he spun backwards and accelerated like a whirlwind, and in order to avoid the sword qi that fell like a rain of golden light, Yun Jing, who was holding back enough strength to dodge, almost burst the meridians.

Seeing this, Yun Chen was relieved, the Demon Punishment Sword Skill can never change the disadvantage of slow speed, and as soon as Yun Jing escapes, he will forget that this is the ring, but Yun Chen is still puzzled, Hongxing, as a sword venerable, has differentiated into the sword qi of the word '10,000' for the second time, why is it half a point slower than Hongye's, could it be said that the more 10,000-character sword qi that the Demon Punishment Sword Skill is differentiated, the slower the speed? This obviously doesn't make sense, the higher the level of any sword skill, the stronger the power and the faster the speed, this is a common sense ah!

Sure enough, with a sound of "bang!", Yun Jing spun directly against the ground, broke the railing on the edge of the ring, and flew out of the ring. Yunchen spun up and hugged Yun Jing, who was dizzy.

Huang Puxiong, who has always been unruly in the ring, did not miss any opportunity to hit others, and at this moment, he looked at the master of Fuze Temple, who was in charge of the sect of Fuze Temple, with an unbelievable face, and teased: "It seems that the light skills of the Yuncheng Sect are specially restrained by the sword skills of your Fuze Temple to punish demons, and if the time comes, you Fuze Temple disciples are not even qualified to draw their swords in front of the Yuncheng disciples." ”

The Venerable Master Zhihong can also be regarded as a high-ranking monk, and he only nodded slightly about Huang Puxiong's obviously fanning words, but he also knew that although Huang Puxiong's words were a little ugly, it was also a fact. In the eyes of the Venerable Master Zhihong, Yun Jing was not dodging fast, but skillful, in the face of the eight sword qi that Hongye suddenly burst out at the beginning, Yun Jing, who rushed forward, instantly flipped back and fell, which is not something that anyone can do.

As soon as Yunchen landed with Yun Jing in his arms, Yun Jing stood up from Yunchen's arms by touching the swollen bag on his head, drew his sword and pointed at Hongye, who won on the stage, and scolded angrily: "Okay, you bald donkey, you actually lied to your aunt and grandmother, and said that you would let me take out the sword first." ”

Yunchen knew that no matter whether Yun Jing won or lost, she would not be willing to stab a hole in her opponent's body.

Hongye walked to the edge of the ring, nodded slightly to Yun Chen beside Yun Jing, and then folded his hands to Yun Jing and said: "The monks don't speak, female donor, when did the poor monk Hongye promise to let you take out the sword first." ”

"Hmm!" Yun Jing didn't expect Hongye, who was untrustworthy, to say so reasonably, "You nodded, we all saw it." Yun Jing said and pulled everyone to testify.

In the ridicule of the disciples in the audience, Hongye quibbled: "The female benefactor was wrong, at that time, the poor monk crawled a jumping scratch on his neck and moved his neck, which made the female benefactor misunderstand." ”

Facing Hongxing, who didn't blush and didn't beat when he lied, Yun Jing was completely out of luck, yes, people didn't make a sound, how could he agree with a subtle nod. Yun Chen, who was standing next to Yun Jing, smiled, he always had a special appreciation for despicable people, especially Hongxing, a monk who looked fierce and had a black mouth and a black heart, and kept calling himself a poor monk, Yunchen became more and more cute, he guessed that this time Heze suppressed witches, with Hongxing's participation, it would definitely be very lively.

"Brother Xinchen!" No matter what time it is, Yun Jing always knows who to ask for help is the right thing to do.

But Yunchen was also abnormal, "Forget it, Jing'er." ”

Yun Jing pulled Yun Chen to stop doing it, how could she forget it? She came to Xihua Mountain, and after two fights, she didn't even have a chance to pull out her sword, and she was swept out of the ring, and she muttered: "But people are too defeated!"

"Jing'er, you failed, but you didn't make a mistake, it's enough to know this. After Yunchen finished speaking, he was just about to pull Yun Jing away, Hongye suddenly fell from the stage and fell in front of Yun Chen, pointing at Yun Jing and shaking his head, "She, not my opponent, you, barely qualified, I expect to meet you in the next round." ”

Is this a declaration of war or a show of love?" Yunchen smiled faintly, "As long as you have the confidence not to go out, you will always meet me, and at that moment, I will not let you down." Yunchen flicked his sword scabbard and said proudly.

"Yes, yes, gouge out his eyeballs. Yun Jing hurriedly helped.

After finishing speaking, Hongye, who turned around and walked back, suddenly turned around and gave Yun Jing a terrifying smile, "Amitabha, the poor monk is not lustful, the female benefactor, let him stab him in another place." ”

Yun Jing looked at Hongxing's distant back in a daze, how did he know that Yunchen would definitely do what he wanted?

"He practiced mind meditation and could see into the inner thoughts of others. Yunchen, who has been well-read since he was a child, explained.

Yun Jing rubbed the bag on her head as she followed Yun Chen back, "Then wouldn't he be able to guess what you were thinking?" ”

Of course it can't be, he can only see through the kind of superficial thoughts of ordinary people, such as thinking of people like you who put all their thoughts on their faces. ”

Yun Jing's eyes rolled and he smiled: "Brother Xinchen, can he still guess what I'm thinking now?"

Yun Chen looked back at Yun Jing, "I don't need him to look at it, I can know." ”

"Oh!" Yun Jing became interested, stepped forward and shook Yun Chen's arm to tell him to say quickly.

"You're thinking, hurry up and rub the bag off your forehead, lest Nishang see it and chase you to give you medicine. ”

"Ahh

(To be continued)