The woman who saw through Shen Luo's thoughts let out a coquettish sigh and manipulated the silk scarf magic weapon in front of her.

I saw the pink light on the silk scarf blooming, and suddenly a pink pillar of light shot out.

Pillars of light fell from the pink silk scarf and hit the cyan vines that flew over.

When the vine was hit by a pillar of light, it fell in half and fell to the ground, and then turned into a cyan point of light and disappeared.

After dealing with the vine, just when the woman thought she could breathe a sigh of relief, she saw a swarm of fireballs and water arrows coming towards her.

She couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly injected her spiritual power into the silk scarf magic weapon.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Fireballs and water arrows hit the silk scarf magic weapon, and the sound of collision between the two sounded continuously.

This series of attacks, the woman actually relied on the magic weapon to block it.

Shen Luo saw that the other party was using a magic weapon and resisted his own spell attack.

Immediately, the five fingers opened, and there were several silver needles between the fingers, and then they threw them violently in the direction of the woman.

"Whoosh!"

A few sounds of breaking the sky came, and I saw a few white lights and shadows, looming in the sun.

Just when the woman was still blocking the attack of the opponent's fireball and water arrows for herself, and when she was happy, she didn't know that the real danger was approaching.

When she was about to control the magic weapon to attack Shen Luo, she suddenly felt a pain in her body.

Because of this sudden pain, she was forced to look down.

I saw a few silver-white needles floating in front of me.

These silver needles look so thin that you won't notice them if you don't look closely.

But the reason why she can see it very clearly now is that everything is deliberately done by Shen Luo.

His purpose was clear, just to remind her that she had lost.

Looking at the thin needle levitating in front of her, the woman blinked, and quickly groped for herself.

"Don't worry, you were just stung by the sharp breath of the needle just now, and you didn't leave any wounds." Shen Luo reminded when he saw this.

He didn't have any intention of hurting anyone, after all, all he had to do was win this fight.

When the woman heard this, her face showed gratitude, but she didn't expect that the other party still knew how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and her subordinates were merciful, so she said, "Thank you, senior brother."

After speaking, she took the silk scarf and bowed to Shen Luo, and then turned to leave.

Seeing that the other party walked off the test table, Shen Luo waved his sleeves and put those flying needles into his sleeves before going down.

After finishing his competition, he did not leave on the spot, but walked around the nearby competition table and watched it casually.

After he made a round, he found that those people basically could not use spells without spells, and they were all attacking with magic weapons.

After all, it takes some time to cast spells, and the process of fighting is changing rapidly, so there is not so much time to cast spells.

The magic weapon is different, just sacrifice it directly, the process is simple and rude.

Just like in the seventh ring just now, a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes commanded a gray giant sword magic weapon.

A sword split the opponent's magic weapon in half and won the competition.

There are also because the magic weapons used by the two sides are equal, and the two of them each control the high-grade magic weapons, and you come and go.

The battle was directly in a state of stalemate, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Scenes like this happen over and over again in different rings.

It wasn't until two days later that the first round of the competition was over.

This first round of competition also means the beginning of the second round of competition.

Those who participated in the second round of the competition returned to the Taiqing Hall to draw lots and group them again for the next competition.

This time, Shen Luo drew No. 9 and was arranged in the No. 1 ring for the second round of the competition.

The first to compete were two men who were both at the tenth level of Qi refining.

"I didn't expect that this would be a contest between the same ranks." After Shen Luo looked at the cultivation of these two people with his spiritual eye technique, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"In the north car of the lower king, I don't know the name of the senior brother!" The man walked into the ring and looked at the other man.

"Lin Chuyi!" The other person replied coldly.

"What! It turns out that he is Lin Chuyi! Below the ring, some people exclaimed, some people were surprised, and some people were confused and puzzled, and asked the people next to them.

"What happened to Lin Chuyi? Is he powerful? ”

"No, you don't even know him, he's the best at swordsmanship among our inner disciples!"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

"Oh, so I see!"

Listening to the conversation of the person next to him, Shen Luo looked at the person with interest: "Sword cultivation?" It's kind of interesting. ”

The audience was lively, but Wang Beiche on the stage smiled a little bitterly.

He didn't expect that his opponent in the second round of the competition was Lin Chuyi, who was good at using swords.

Sword cultivation is a profession, but among the many types of monks, it is the one that is best at attacking and killing.

Originally, Wang Beiche thought that there would be no too difficult opponents this time, but as soon as he came, he encountered a hard stubble.

"Senior Brother Lin, please advise! Wang Beiche hugged his fists.

"Please advise!" Lin Chu returned the salute.

As soon as this salute was finished, he saw Wang Beiche on the opposite side, and as soon as his words fell, he began to attack.

I saw that the other party snapped out a fist light with a snap of his fingers, and attacked him violently.

As soon as Lin Chu saw this, his face showed a frosty color, and he slapped it on his waist, and a spiritual light appeared on his hand, and then he turned suddenly, and saw several sword lights slashing out in unison.

Several sword lights slashed out, like a chaotic flower gradually becoming charming, and it was impossible to see it completely at all.

Under the momentum of such a sword light, Wang Beiche's magical power was completely disintegrated by this sword light.

"What a quick sword move!" Someone in the ring exclaimed.

And Lin Chuyi on the side was after solving the punch that Wang Beiche played.

saw Wang Beiche on the scene, and his whole body disappeared like green smoke.

Seeing this, Lin Chuyi immediately propped up a spiritual shield and looked around cautiously.

In an instant, he saw a short sword with an inch length like lightning in the night, with a fierce momentum, piercing the protective shield on his left.

This attack was so abrupt that it broke Lin Chuyi's spiritual shield as soon as it stabbed down.

And at the moment when the short sword pierced the shield and stabbed towards Lin Chuyi's body.

Just listen to the "bell!" With a bang, Lin Chuyi used his sword body to block the short sword stabbed by the other party.

Wang Beiche saw that his sneak attack was unsuccessful, and his body jumped back, and he instantly came to a distance of a few zhang away.

And as soon as Lin Chu saw this, it was a good opportunity, and immediately shouted: "Imperial Sword Technique!"

As soon as the long sword in his hand was slightly flipped, he saw the long sword in his hand fall off involuntarily and float in front of him.

In an instant, several sword lights suddenly shot out from the sword body.

As soon as this sword light fell, it was flying around him, circling around.

As the magic trick behind him was played, the sword lights scattered around him quickly combined again, forming several flying swords that emitted endless cold light.

The flying sword composed of sword light, together with the long sword in his hand, cut through the sky like a meteor in the dark night, and slashed towards Wang Beiche on the side of the ring.

Wang Beiche secretly said that it was not good, and the short sword in his hand immediately had a flash of inspiration, and slashed towards the flying sword that flew over.

The two intersected and touched each other, and the exploding spiritual power exploded with a huge impact centered on their collision.

At this time, I saw a flying sword composed of sword light, which actually passed through the flames of the explosion and slashed at it with a sword.