Chapter Twenty-Six: Battle Sword Pavilion! (I)

Zhengyang crossed the crowd and hurriedly ran behind the competition platform. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Are you alright?" shouted from afar.

Lei Chao waved his hand, sat down silently, and closed his eyes.

Seeing that Lei Yu was really no big deal, it was just a loss of strength, Zhengyang was also relieved, and turned around and walked towards Gu Guangxi.

"You ...... I really don't know what to say about you! It's a big deal to admit defeat, why do you have to fight to the death?" Zhengyang said sharply.

"Senior brother, don't you understand?" Ye Zhen patted Gu Guangxi's shoulder and stepped forward.

Zhengyang's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "What do I understand?"

Ye Zhen walked to Zhengyang's side and patted Zhengyang's shoulder.

"It's not because of the battle to stay anymore, this is our battle of rebirth, if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!"

After speaking, Ye Zhen and Zhengyang passed by, walked towards the front of the competition platform, and a sentence floated out from his back.

"Brothers, how about we go cheer for the second team?"

"Good!"

Cheng Yao's five people said in unison.

In the same place, only the thunder confusion of closing his eyes and recovering was left, and the Zhengyang with a dazed face.

Looking at Lei Yu, Zhengyang couldn't help but mutter.

"The stinky boys actually taught me a lesson......"

......

The snowflakes are still fluttering, and they don't cool down like tenderness. As if it is a comfort, or an interpretation, the avenue is naturally gentle.

"Confuse my brother, confuse my brother......"

Ling'er ran over from afar.

"Shhhh

Ling'er didn't shout loudly anymore, and tiptoed to Lei Yu's side.

Zhengyang laughed softly: "You confuse my brother is resting, don't make noise Ling'er, he will wake up in a while." ”

Ling'er nodded vigorously, covered her mouth with her hands, and squatted beside Lei Yu.

Zhengyang smiled and looked at the competition platform.

The deacons in front of the arena and the disciples of the various formations had not yet woken up from the first duel, and the discussion continued.

"When did the Curse Pavilion become so strong?"

"It's just a few people......"

"Why do I think that thunder confusion looks like a demon!"

"I feel it too, alas......"

"The Array Pavilion is going to be depressed this time. ”

"It's just that it's probably more than just depressed......"

......

Tang Yu stood in front of the disciples of the Array Pavilion, his face was pale, and he looked at the disciples who were facing each other seriously.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Is the internal injury serious?"

The previous captain of the Array Pavilion lowered his head and whispered, "Second Senior Brother, I'm sorry, it's our fault that we underestimated the enemy." ”

"It doesn't matter, if you lose, you all lose, you all go to the Xuan Pavilion to treat your injuries first. Tang Yu said coldly.

After speaking, the captain of the array pavilion stopped speaking, bowed his head and walked in the direction of the Xuan Pavilion.

He was followed by six other disciples.

They really wanted to leave Bluestone Square right away. Like defeated soldiers, they felt that they had no face to continue to stand on the side of the Formation, and it was better to leave immediately.

For them, it has undoubtedly become the greatest shame to be defeated by what they consider to be waste.

Tang Yu didn't look at the Array Pavilion disciple again, and turned around and walked towards Jin Zhiyi.

At this time, Zhong Lao stepped onto the platform.

"The second scene, Sword Pavilion vs. Curse Pavilion!"

After the words fell, the seven members of the Sword Pavilion all stepped on the flying sword and flew to the competition platform, and the momentum was self-evident!

Everyone in the audience looked at the seven people on the stage, and fell into silence again!

"Are all the newcomers so good now?"

I don't know who said such a sentence, and then the heated discussion followed.

"It seems that we old disciples have to work hard, otherwise they may be the ones who defeat us next time!"

"A group of demons ......"

......

Zhengyang walked to Qingshu's side and exclaimed, "Why is it the second stage of swordsmanship?"

Qingshu frowned deeply, and said in a low voice: "I suspect that they also have anti-bone marrow, or have eaten some elixir." ”

"How can you fight this?" Zhengyang said unhappily.

Qingshu said softly: "Let Tong Dali admit defeat." ”

Zhengyang looked at Tong Dali's seven people, sighed helplessly, and said, "I'll go talk about it." ”

Seeing the strength of the seven people of the Sword Pavilion, Tong Dali's seven people were also shocked, but they were not much afraid. Same as the Seven Thunder Confusion, Tong Dali Seven also have the same heart.

It's a battle for rebirth!

Just about to walk on the stage, Zhengyang grabbed Tong Dali's sleeve.

"Wait a minute. ”

Tong Dali's seven people stopped in response.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?"

Zhengyang said in a serious voice: "Admit defeat!"

One sentence made Tong Dali's seven suddenly angry.

After seeing the battle of the Seven Thunder Confusion, Tong Dali and the Seven were infected with an emotion. A wholehearted process of releasing those anguish, releasing the humiliation that has been suffered, releasing what has been hidden in one's heart.

Under this kind of emotion, Zhengyang told them to admit defeat, how could the seven people in front of them accept it?

Zhengyang slowly let go of his hand, because he saw the red circles looming in anger at this time, full of unwavering determination!

Seeing that the master brother let go, Tong Dali walked straight onto the competition platform, followed by the other six people.

"They are very strong, you have to be careful, don't fight, use long-range attacks. Zhengyang said in a deep voice behind him.

Tong Dali gave Zhengyang a big smile back: "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Tang Yu on the other side walked to Zhengyang's side, smiled and whispered, "Prepare to collect their corpses." ”

Zhengyang grabbed Tang Yu's collar and said angrily, "You cheat?"

Tang Yu didn't move, and continued to smile: "Do you think it's necessary?"

"You!" Zhengyang was angry for a while, ignored the hall and walked back to Qingshu.

The door master's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he looked at Zhong Lao, and used a look.

Zhong Lao nodded knowingly.

The loud voice sounded again: "In the second game, the Sword Pavilion against the Curse Pavilion, seven people are limited, and those who go out of the enchantment will be judged to leave, and they will have no combat power or admit defeat! I declare once again that there must be no life and death fight! Otherwise, they will be expelled from the division!"

After speaking, both sides on the fighting platform couldn't help but be shocked.

Expelled from the Division! The next killer will be expelled from the Division, this is a warning to the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, and it is also the highest punishment of the Tianxuanmen!

At the same time, the disciples of the Curse Pavilion also had a plan in their hearts, and it would be easy for them to do it if they couldn't kill them!

Tong Dali turned around and faced the six Mantra Pavilion disciples behind him. Learning to be confused, he showed a relaxed smile and raised the fist of his left hand.

The six disciples looked at Tong Dali, and they all relaxed from their tension. Stretched out his left hand and clenched his fist, facing Tong Dali's fist.

The shouts that were no less inferior than the Thunder Seven sounded again!

"Brother, come on!"

The familiar and unfamiliar slogans undoubtedly pulled the thoughts of everyone in the audience towards this battle.

Jin Zhiyi's eyes lit up, and he said disdainfully: "Jumping beam clown." ”

Tang Yu smiled and looked at the competition platform.

Compared with Zhong Lao on the fighting platform, with a calm face, he looked at Tong Dali and the seven people worriedly.

"If you can't beat it, you will admit defeat! I will stop it as soon as possible, do you understand?"

Tong Dali and the seven nodded to Zhong Lao at the same time, but their expressions were extremely firm.

Zhong Lao was helpless, so he had to look at the front of the stage.

"The duel begins!"