On the Bixiao Xuan Domain, there is a 'martial arts evaluation list', the list is not large, and only a few ten names have been written. Even so, this list has an extremely important position in the hearts of every 'Beiyang cultivator'.

At the top of the list is an old man named 'Beitang Hui', who is the ancestor of the Beiyang royal family and the founder of the academy. It is said that he has stepped into that admirable realm.

Beitang Hui's name has been at the top of the list for nearly a hundred years, and no one can shake it.

And in second place is the old man named 'Shadow' in front of him, who is almost the same age as 'Beitang Hui'. But he was stuck in the realm of 'half-step king level', and for nearly fifty years, he has not been able to enter the 'Xuanwang realm' as he wished.

He has been suppressed by 'Beitang Hui', and he has been holding back a breath of resentment in his heart. Therefore, the shadow has no good impression of the 'Beiyang royal family'.

The third place on the martial arts evaluation list is the 'Sword Three Pounds'. The old man is silly and stupid, and he has no quarrel with the world. I have never had any earth-shattering battles in my life, so I was ranked third.

And Pu Jia and the legendary 'Imperial General' Wei Ye tied for fourth place. It's not because the combat power or realm of the two is not high, but because the two of them are too young

After listening to Beitang Ciju's explanation, Ye Junlin's brows furrowed slightly. Unexpectedly, this time, among the masters of the Bixiao Xuan Domain, two of them were sent to assassinate them, and the form was not optimistic.

'Sword Sanjin' looked at the shadow, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.

Playing Pu Jia alone, even if it is the entire 'Qinglin Hall', he can ignore these. However, now that there is an extra shadow, this matter has become difficult to handle.

"The old dog of 'Sword Sanjin' will be handed over to me to deal with. The shadow was hidden in a black cloud, and he laughed and said, "'Goddess Pujia', you can go and kill those three boys." ”

Pu Jia glanced at the shadow, and her eyebrows furrowed, extremely displeased. Despite this, she still obeyed the Shadow's words, and jumped back to the ground, towards the three teenagers, step by step.

The big picture counts.

The simple face of 'Sword Sanjin' finally revealed a nervous look. He jumped into his body to get back to the three teenagers, but was stopped by the shadows.

"Use the 'Beiyang Bell'!" shouted "Sword Sanjin", waking up the second colt of Beitang who had fallen into a dream.

A palm-sized golden imperial bell was held in the hand of the second colt of the northern hall. Kitado Jiju silently recited the mantra, and the blue power was continuously injected into it.

In an instant, countless runes shone on the palm-sized imperial clock. The body of the bell became incomparably larger, and it continued to rise, protecting the three teenagers in the center.

With a light wave of the jade pen, several blue rays of light were like blades, attacking straight ahead.

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

Qingmang hit the 'Beiyang Bell' and made a dull sound.

Pu Jia was a little surprised, because Fang Cai's few blows, although not to say that she had exhausted her full strength, was at least half of her strength. However, this force did not cause any damage to 'Beiyang Bell'.

Pu Jia frowned, seemingly unhappy.

In her hand, the jade pen waved again and again, and several green rays leaped out again. And in the process of flying towards the 'North Hall Bell', it slowly condensed together, like a huge cyan sword.

"Coax-"

The sword slashed at the 'North Hall Bell' where the runes shone, and a roar spread in all directions.

This time, Pu Jia was really in a hurry, because this was already one of her most powerful attacks.

"Goddess Pujia, don't worry, the use of this 'Beitang Bell' requires an extremely large amount of Xuan power, and these three boys, even if they join forces, may not be able to support an hour. In the sky, the shadow said confidently, "You can watch with confidence, and wait for the opportunity to kill them." 'Sword three catties' here, you are relieved, and the old man will help you carry it. ”

When Pu Jia heard this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then, she cheered up and looked at the 'Beitang Bell' and the young man in the 'Beitang Bell'.

It's like a beautiful snake, looking at her prey unscrupulously

In the sky, bursts of mysterious power of different colors exploded, just like brilliant fireworks.

Qian Mo and Tuoba had already evacuated with the seriously injured Lin You. The battle between the two 'half-step king ranks' is no longer something they can meddle in.

The golden sword and the black chains constantly collided with each other in the sky, and the sparks that stirred up overflowed in all directions, almost igniting the entire reed.

'Sword Three Jin' and Shadow, although they are only 'half-step king rank' in terms of cultivation, the real combat power of the two of them can reach the level of 'Xuan King'.

The Shadow's weapons are several chains of dark iron that are as black as ink. The chains are not of grade, but they are extremely hard. Because, it hit the cyan long sword of the 'Sword Three Pounds' countless times, and it was still unscathed.

With the 'Beitang Bell' to protect the three teenagers, the 'Sword Three Pounds' finally put his mind at ease, and he recalled the short sword that was originally rotating and protected around the three teenagers, and the three swords fired together, unstoppable.

"A pound of swords!"

"Two catties of sword!"

"Three-pound sword!"

In the face of an opponent like Shadow, the 'Sword Three Pounds' no longer had any reservations, and the three swords fired together, shining with golden light. Three sword rays of different lengths shone out from the three sharp swords.

Then, one becomes two, and two becomes three.

Three swords, nine swords, is already the ultimate in the use of swords in 'three catties of swords'.

Ye Junlin watched this scene quietly, thoughtful. At this moment, he finally understood the true meaning of the swordsmanship of 'Sword Three Jin'.

The shadow saw the sword momentum of the 'Sword Three Catties', and he didn't have the slightest reservation.

"Whoa, whoa"

Eight black chains shot out from the black clouds and flashed in all directions, like a spider's web. The web shone with black runes and countless white heads of the dead, making it daunting.

Nine golden sword rays fell down heavily, bombarding the chains like spider webs, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

There was a roar, deafening, and although the three teenagers hid in the 'North Hall Bell', their ears were still buzzing.

The explosion stirred up countless clouds of smoke and dust, covering most of the sky. It took a whole stick of incense to wait for the smoke to dissipate.

The figures of the two old men appeared: the shadow was a little embarrassed, four of the eight chains were broken by Qi Qi, and he himself was injured by an unknown amount under the impact of the explosion.

"The 'three-catty sword' is really powerful. The Shadow wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said resentfully.

"Passing the prize" 'Sword Three Catties' eyes lit up, and the golden light was once again flourishing