Fang Lang opened his eyes from his memory and looked at his hands.

The fingertips of the five fingers, I don't know when they are covered with thick calluses.

The fingers are slightly bent, the thumb is against the middle finger, and the aura in the body runs freely, converging the fingertips, and faintly, between the two fingers, there is actually an air flow converging, suppressing the restlessness.

With a snap of a sword wave, you can burst out with lethality without a sword.

This swordsmanship is a bit beyond Fang Lang's imagination, and it is more domineering than drawing swordsmanship and Lingxu sword steps.

Fang Lang scattered his fingerprints and grinned.

With this snap of the sword wave, this time the sword competition is really full of gains.

Sure enough, Lao Jiang still has some squeezing, Fang Lang has an intuition that from Lao Jiang, there should be a lot of good things squeezed out.

Liu Bubai and Wen Jiaoxi are back.

The two of them had different expressions, Liu Bubai covered his mouth in a trance, and Wen Jiaoxi was full of red light, asking Jian Dabi Academy to be the first, this is the highlight of Wen Ting's teaching career.

"Calm down and take a good rest, the reason why Beijiang Academy gave up competing for the first place is probably to wait for the individual battle, and I don't know the details of this year's individual battle system reform."

"However, this time, there are so many swordsmanship geniuses in the Sword Dabi, it should be because of the reformed competition system, otherwise, Lu Ze, the great-grandson of the Drunken Sword Immortal, Lin Yun, the disciple of the Donglu Sword Saint, and others...... There is no reason to come to participate in the Sword Questioning Competition. ”

Wen Jiaoxi said.

He especially told Fang Lang to let Fang Lang have a good rest.

Fang Lang also nodded, and also felt a little unusual.

For a while, the originally noisy Shushan Daping suddenly quieted down, and there was a feeling that the mountain rain was coming.

Every student sat on the spot, swallowing and breathing, adjusting their own state.

Fang Lang did not continue to study the flicking of his fingers and sword waves, sat cross-legged, and operated the aura and recovered his physical strength and energy according to the operation of the "Tang Sword Sutra".

Less than half an hour.

On the Daping of Shushan, it was noisy again.

Fang Lang opened his eyes, and Jiang Linglong, who was beside him, also opened his beautiful eyes and looked at the top of Shushan Mountain.

The sound of breaking the sky was resounding and deafening.

Liu Bubai, who was not far away, finally came back to his senses and exclaimed.

"Flying Sword!"

The air wave is thin.

On the top of the clouds of Shu Mountain, a white-clothed sword Shu sect disciple controlled the flying sword like a sword immortal in the dust.

The flying swords under their feet were all luxurious flying swords, and the roar emitted by the high-speed operation of the formation shocked every sword cultivator's heart.

A huge flying sword came out of the air, almost covering the entire mountaintop.

All the students were shocked.

"This is a large luxury flying sword, which can be used to maintain flight by operating ninety-nine formations at the same time, and can carry hundreds of people at a time!"

Liu Bubai was extremely excited, his eyes were shining, and Fang Lang introduced.

As a flying sword enthusiast, he simply felt like he had reached the pinnacle of his life at this moment.

On the large flying sword, a familiar figure sat crossed, it was the deputy sect master of the Sword Shu Sect, who had once won over Fang Lang's Chao Xiaojian.

"The teachers of each academy independently control the flying sword to follow the team, and the students of each academy board the large flying sword, and we are about to go to the personal battle site."

Chao Xiaojian was white-clothed and white-haired, sat cross-legged on top of Jian'er, and said lightly.

Words wafted out.

Many college teachers are worried.

They took out the [Imperial Sword Order] one after another, took the flying sword into the air, stood on top of the flying sword, and bowed: "Wow." ”

"Come with me, everybody."

A vein master of the Sword Shu Sect drove the flying sword to lead the way.

Many cultivators followed the sword, and suddenly the sword light was like flowing water, converging behind the master of the Sword Shu Sect, and surging towards the distance.

After Wen Jiaoxi told Fang Lang and the others a few words, he also drove the flying sword and followed the crowd away.

On the Daping of Shushan Mountain, the suppressed uproar continued.

Fang Lang, Liu Bubai and Jiang Linglong were personally taken by the referee of the Sword Shu Sect to sit in the three seats closest to Chao Xiaojian's Jian Er position, as the first in the Sword Asking Academy, they had this qualification.

Jiang Linglong sat cross-legged on Fang Lang's side, shrouded in the formation, his veil was lightly raised, but his body was trembling slightly, as if he was a little excited and looking forward to it.

Fang Lang was thoughtful, Jiang Linglong would represent Luojiang Academy to participate in this sword competition, it should be ...... It's just for this moment, right?

This personal battle ...... What's so peculiar about it?

Two hundred academies and six hundred participating students have boarded the large flying sword.

Everyone found a place to sit down, and there was a formation around their body that flashed like a ring, isolating the air current, sound waves, and so on.

The formation of the flying sword roared loudly, but the person sitting in the flying sword had the sound of the piano in his ears.

The luxury flying sword is in the comfort of this piece, and it is hard to handle.

Everyone suppressed their curiosity and didn't know where Chao Xiaojian was going to take everyone.

In the past, the individual battles were all carried out in the ring in Daping, Shushan, but this time, they actually changed places.

For a while, everyone felt new and exciting.

Everyone sit down.

Flicking his sleeves towards the small sword, there are nine exquisite spirit crystals suspended, the spirit crystals are flawless, and there is a mist in the air, which is a high-grade spirit crystal, and the value is extraordinary.

Rumble!

Chao Xiaojian stuffed the high-grade spirit crystal into the nine grooves next to the sword order in front of him.

Suddenly, the aura was sucked away.

On the sword of the huge flying sword, ninety-nine formations were running at the same time, and while rotating clockwise, they were also arranged into a ring around the large flying sword, like clockwork intertwined, making a clicking sound!

And the huge flying sword also carried six hundred students, rose in the air, galloped out quickly, and disappeared on the top of Shu Mountain.

……

The speed of the huge flying sword urged by the above spirit crystal was not slow, and it was even faster than the flying sword taught by Wen.

Across the mountains, through the clouds.

Two quarters of an hour later.

The huge flying sword side slowed down slowly, sitting in front of the huge palace that was suspended in the air.

"Where is this?"

Fang Lang took a deep breath.

Before he got closer, he felt a great depression, as if there was an endless terror behind the palace, showing his teeth and claws, roaring the sky.

"The Sword Gate is closed, and after the gate is the Sword Shu Demon Que."

A beautiful voice came from the side, Jiang Linglong's veil was flying, and she could vaguely see the delicate face under the veil, she tilted her head, and her starry eyes were shining.

Demon Que?!

Fang Lang's heart palpitated, it was rumored that the demon que connected the two worlds, which was extremely dangerous, and was guarded by the top sects.

This time, the location of the personal battle was actually arranged in the Sword Shu Demon Que?

Jiang Linglong turned his head and glanced at Fang Lang: "Of course, we can only stop at the Sword Gate, we can't enter the real Sword Shu Demon Que, and if we enter the Demon Gate with our strength, we will only be crushed to death by the collision power of the two worlds." ”

Speaking of this, Jiang Linglong didn't say anything more.

Because, the huge flying sword landed, and six hundred students dropped the sword one after another.

With a wave of the little swordsman, the flying sword was incorporated into the spatial ring.

The six hundred students were protected by the disciples of the Sword Shu Sect and led them to walk in the huge palace.

Soon, everyone came to a huge corridor at Jianmen Pass.

At the end of the road, there was only a lone sword, the tip of which was pointing downward, hanging upside down and levitating.

On the body of the sword, there was a drop of blood, and the blood ...... Tightly clinging to the blade of the sword, it can't drip down.

……

Outside the Sword Gate.

One by one, the sect and the cultivator stood on the flying sword, and the imperial sword was in the air, and he was stopped by the disciples of the Sword Shu Sect, and he was not allowed to descend on the Sword Gate.

The instructors didn't care, they paid attention to the situation in the corridor, and their faces couldn't help but change slightly.

Wen Jiaoxi squinted: "I see, this year's individual battle system has been changed to this." ”

He had stayed in the Sword Shu Sect, so he knew a lot.

"This is the assessment of the outer sect's disciples to impact the inner sect, the Yongdao is one thousand meters long, the outer sect disciples want to impact the inner sect, they need to travel 800 directions to qualify, Yongdao forward, not to test the strength, only to test the talent of the sword......"

"This kind of assessment is open to the public for the first time...... Jiang Pei, Lu Ze and Lin Yun, the purpose should all be for this sword. ”

"However, that sword has been hanging there for a hundred years, and not a single sword Shu disciple has pulled it out."

"It's really fearless for those who don't know."

"Even if you go to 999 meters and want to hold the sword, you will be able to hold the sword."

"After all, the sword also has a spirit, just like a girl, if you don't feel it, you won't be allowed to touch it."

"If I have a crush on you...... Touching is something that can be touched naturally. ”

……

The drop of blood on the sword was incomparably demonic, and many students stared at it, and gradually seemed to be attracted to it and completely indulged in it.

snapped his fingers at the little sword, and under the crisp sound, many students came back to their senses, their faces pale and panicked.

"Don't keep staring at the sword."

"Listen, the rules for the assessment of individual battles are very simple, follow the kilometer road all the way, and the farther you go, the higher the score."

There was a smile on Xiao Jian's face: "I know, many of you are here for this sword." ”

"This is the sword [Lotus Sheng] that the Taihua Sect Master once had."

"Of course, if any of you can grasp this sword, whoever is the best in personal battle, or even ......"

"The sword can also be taken."

He shrugged his shoulders at Xiaojian.

This sword has been hanging here for a hundred years, and thousands of disciples of the Sword Shu Sect try it every year, but no one has gotten it.

So, he didn't pay much attention to it when he was used to talking about it.

PS: Three provinces of my body, vote no, collect no, reward no?!