With the autumn rain one after another, the temperature difference in the sky plummeted, and many people were wrapped in cotton clothes.

When the actual combat assessment in the afternoon is over, this two-day world scientific expedition will officially come to an end, and as for the root bone test on the third day, there is basically no suspense.

After all, the root bone is a lifelong thing, and it won't change much.

The autumn rains are endless.

Luojiang Academy, the top of the teaching building.

Wen Ting was holding a porcelain cup, and the wolfberry tea in the cup was already slightly cool.

There was a little drizzle in the heavens and the earth, but when he was close to him, there was a sword qi breeding, cutting these drizzles to pieces.

Suddenly, Wen Ting raised his head and looked into the distance, and saw a touch of sword blooming rapidly, first a small dot, and then gradually enlarged.

Wen Ting was stunned for a moment, and reined in his qi, but saw the little sword coming towards the sword.

"Sect Master."

Wen Ting.

Falling towards the small sword, the sword turned into a streamer and returned to the sword box it carried.

He glanced at Wen Ting and smiled: "As far as your slight cultivation is concerned, it is necessary to hide it, the talent is good, but it's a pity that it's wasted." ”

"It is said that there is no woman in your heart, draw your sword and be a natural god, your heart has been hooked by a woman, and most of your sword is wasted."

Towards the little kendo.

Wen Ting smiled, but he was not angry: "Everyone has a sword cultivation method, my sword ...... It is different from the suzerain. ”

Pouted at Xiaojian: "It's almost okay, don't hold it anymore, if you hold it for too long, it will hurt your body." ”

Wen Ting smiled again, and said curiously: "The sect master is here, but what is the matter?" ”

Speaking of this, Chao Xiaojian Ke was energetic, his eyes lit up, and he said, "That kid Fang Lang actually won the first ...... in the literary examination I have to rush over and keep an eye on it, it's a pity, the only flaw of this kid is that his bones are not good, otherwise this scientific expedition still has a good chance to hit the gold list. ”

Wen Ting opened his mouth and held back a smile.

You don't know anything about the truth.

Subsequently, the two looked at each other without saying a word, and there was no common topic.

Let's wait for the end of the actual combat assessment.

Suddenly.

Wen Ting took a sip of the slightly cool wolfberry tea, frowned slightly, and stared at the candidates who walked out of the Luojiang Gong Academy.

Some of the candidates had blue noses and swollen faces, some trembled and feared, and some knelt and cried in despair.

Chao Xiaojian raised his eyebrows: "The actual combat assessment of the world's scientific examination is so strict? The blow is a bit severe, and it will affect the ...... of the future cultivation mentality."

Wen Ting spat out a wolfberry residue on the tip of his tongue, and his eyes gradually sharpened.

The actual combat of this martial arts test ......

Something isn't quite right.

Zizi!

Qiu Yu was like a curtain cut by sword qi, split in two from the middle.

Wen Ting's figure flickered and disappeared directly from the roof of the teaching building.

Raised his eyebrows at Xiaojian, sat down cross-legged, and watched a good show.

……

……

The snow was torn out of the ravine, and in the distance, half of the mountain temple was covered by thick snow, and the snow was falling in a row.

Fang Lang stopped in place, holding the obsidian in one hand, the breath on his body was constantly rising, climbing, stirring the wind and snow falling around his body, and instantly exploded into powder.

A delicate aura robe was draped over Fang Lang's body, holding the obsidian sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword pointed flat ahead.

The alien soldiers in the distance got up, their faces shocked, incredible, and terrified...... In the end, all of them turned into a hideous one!

"You ......"

The alien soldier wiped the wound on his chest, and Fang Lang's sword almost pierced him!

Incredible......

This is the student of the Tang Science Expedition?!

Datang has such a heavenly pride, when will we and other alien races rise?!

The ferocity and hideousness in the eyes of the alien soldier grabbed the long knife, and it became stronger and stronger.

"It's a pity, I can't kill you, if I kill you, I won't be able to live, but I can destroy your faith and abolish your cultivation heart!"

The alien soldier said coldly.

Boom!

As soon as he stepped on it, the fierce qi and blood surged, and the slush around his body was blown away!

Step down, swoop out, like a charge on the battlefield, with the momentum of a landslide and a crack!

As a soldier who is crawling on the battlefield and fighting for his life and death, how could he lose to a Tang student who has not dried up and participated in the scientific examination? !

This time, the martial arts test of the Datang scientific examination was actually assessed, and the strong people in the Datang army were invited, and they wanted to use the strength of the strong in the army to let the scientific examination students carry out a baptism of cultivation concepts.

However, basically the only one who has assigned an examiner of an alien race is the Luojiang Gongyuan, which is Li Puyi's arrangement.

Li Puyi proposed to reuse the alien race and advocate the theory of "using the enemy to defeat the enemy", so this time it was also an attempt to let the foreign soldier serve as the examiner of the martial arts examination.

It just so happened that the third prince asked Li Pu to suppress Fang Lang, so Li Pu directly arranged the foreign soldiers to be responsible for the assessment of the Luojiang Tribute Academy.

In the face of the killing of foreign soldiers, Fang Lang didn't care in the slightest.

Wufu Sanpin 1st Section...... Is it strong?

Indeed, the martial arts of the Sanpin Blood Realm, the strength spreads all over the body, the strength is extremely strong, it is indeed not weak, if Fang Lang fights with his own strength, it may be a hard battle.

But if you can crush it, why fight hard?

Fang Lang didn't hesitate, he directly used the borrowing card and took out the strength of Lao Jiang's nine-stage sword master!

Old ginger, golden root bones, top genius!

A true genius is able to fight across borders.

Fang Lang didn't know if others could do it, but Fang Lang borrowed the power of Lao Jiang at the moment, he understood...... Old ginger is definitely OK!

The nine-stage sword master of the golden root bone is against the ordinary section of the upper root bone to move the blood realm martial arts?!

This alien soldier who wanted to inflict cruelty on Fang Lang quickly understood......

What is cruelty!

Boom!

The lotus sword is unsheathed.

Jin Ge Iron Horse's killing machine rushed out from the alien soldiers, but Fang Lang was indifferent.

At the beginning, Lin Yun was not much weaker than the alien soldiers in front of him.

The sword collided with the knife, Fang Lang suddenly exploded with the speed of the sword, and the double sword flow swordsmanship exploded, and the alien soldiers didn't even have time to swing their swords to resist, so they were constantly hit by Fang Lang's sword.

He kept raising the knife to the rung, the rung, and the rung......

Fang Lang put away his sword, but he still continued to run the rungs by inertia.

And Fang Lang's spirit void sword step erupted, pulling the remnant of the debut on the snow, and the alien soldier who was shaking was dazzled.

Fang Lang threw out the obsidian sword, the obsidian sword was like a black line, crossing the alien soldier and piercing into the slush behind him, Fang Lang swooped, like a long jump, jumped up, and pulled up the slush all over the ground.

After approaching his body, Fang Lang burst out of qi and blood, shocking the alien soldier at a loss.

Swordsman? Martial artist?

Before he could figure it out, Fang Lang bent his knees and smashed his knee into the head of this alien soldier!

Boom!

The alien soldier was strong and strong, his body was shaky, and he only tilted his head slightly, and Fang Lang fell to the ground, holding the obsidian sword that was stuck behind the alien soldier with his backhand, and drew his sword.

Draw the sword!

The sword light was bright and dazzling, and the sharp sword qi exploded at this moment!

Bring up the snow all over the ground like a curtain!

The snow is cut open!

The blood armor on the alien soldier's body was instantly slashed.

The snow is flying, and so is the blood!

Hot blood shot seven feet away in the snow!

And Fang Lang didn't stop, the thunder offensive continued to fall, holding the sword with both hands, the body rushed forward, the tip of the sword was like a pen edge, the pen was like breaking armor, continuous ink, continuous armor breaking!

In just three or four breaths, more than a dozen swords were pierced.

The alien soldiers were miserable, and the blood holes on their bodies were constantly bleeding, sprinkled on the snow like red plums.

He was stunned!

He was a dignified three-grade martial artist, and he was hung up and beaten!

He was covered in blood and roared.

Grabbing Fang Lang's sword body with his bare hands, his palm was bleeding, but he also locked Fang Lang's movements, wanting to fight back!

However, Fang Lang directly threw off the two swords, provoking the alien soldiers to open the door!

Fang Lang raised his hand indifferently, and a "bullet crashed" in the eyebrows of the alien soldiers.

Flick your fingers!

The nine-dan sword master's snap of the fingers......

Boom!

Ripple-like sword qi waves spread out in all directions, and the snow shook continuously.

This alien soldier's brain and flesh are blurred, and the world is spinning.

And Fang Lang swooped out, extremely cold, stretched out his hand and spread his five fingers, grabbed the bloody head of this alien soldier, pressed it to the ground, and kept pushing and sliding, and the slush rolled up a thousand piles!

"Destroy my faith? Destroying my spiritual heart? ”

"You...... Also worthy? ”

A faint voice sounded.

One punch, another punch...... One more punch!

The snow was shaking, and the snow of the mountain temple in the distance was falling, as if the girl was covering her eyes and couldn't bear to look at it.

……

……

The door of the actual combat hall opened with a "boom".

Fang Lang had a gloomy face, dusted off his blood-stained green clothes, and walked out slowly, although he beat the examiner, Fang Lang was not happy at all.

The third prince is eyeing him, which makes Fang Lang have a strong sense of crisis and urgency, with his current strength, if he enters the imperial capital, he will definitely be suppressed by the third prince.

Originally, I thought that I could rest after reaching the third stage of sword master cultivation, but now it seems that it is far from enough!

Distance.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites came slowly with Liu Hao.

Liu Hao couldn't help but be ecstatic when he saw Fang Lang, who was covered in blood and unhappy, Fang Lang ...... Is this a good test?!

Suddenly, Liu Hao felt as sweet as drinking honey in his heart!

He just can't get used to Fang Lang, Fang Lang is not happy, he is happy!

His happiness is to be built on Fang Lang's pain!

As if sensing Liu Hao's schadenfreude, Fang Lang glanced at him, the corners of his mouth twitched, and walked out of the examination room.

Liu Hao stepped into the actual combat hall.

The scene was randomly chosen, and it turned out to be a Fengxue Temple.

The formation opened, Liu Hao saw the scene in the Fengxue Temple, he saw the collapsed mountain temple, and ......

The examiner was covered in blood, dying, with a blue nose and swollen face.

"Shhhh

What did Fang Lang do to the examiner?!

Beat up the examiner?

Is this year's examiner so watery?!

Subsequently, Liu Hao was overjoyed, and the examiner was injured!

Wouldn't he be able to ...... Lie to win?

However......

The joy is not for a moment.

This alien soldier who was beaten from head to tail by Fang Lang slowly got up from the snow, his eyes were red, and the broken blood armor appeared, and he went all out, full of grief and anger, and suddenly vented his anger, and threw himself towards Liu Hao.

Liu Hao: "Light ......"

There are tears scattered for three thousand miles.

Tap.

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……

As soon as Fang Lang walked out of the examination room, the icy rain fell on his skin, bringing a little ice.

Shout!

A sound of breaking the air rang out.

Wen Ting harnessed the sword, fell quickly, and appeared beside Fang Lang.

Seeing that Fang Lang was covered in blood and depressed, Wen Ting couldn't help but feel a stump in his heart.

Don't...... Fang Lang failed in the actual combat assessment?!

There is a problem with this martial arts test!

"What's going on?"

Wen Ting asked solemnly.

Fang Lang pursed his lips when he saw Wen Ting, and was depressed: "Wen Jiaoxi, I'm sorry ......"

Wen Ting's expression changed, and his brows frowned: "If you have any grievances, you can say it directly." ”

Fang Lang took a deep breath, as if he was really full of grievances, and said:

"I almost beat the examiner to death......"

"Sir, he forced me!"

Wen Ting: ". ”

“……”

ps: Yesterday I went to get glasses, and the prescription rose by 200 again, breaking 1,000, and my heart was congested...... Today's three provinces are my body, collection call, vote call, reward call~