Ling Mofeng's body was thin and small, his speed was extremely fast, and he kept rotating around Lu Taichong, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out countless spark sword flowers like popping beans, and the onlookers only felt that Dao Dao Senhan's sword intent was constantly spreading outside the battle circle, and they had to retreat step by step, and the battle circle was getting bigger and bigger.

Lu Taichong smiled and stood still. His hands only turned Ruyi within a few feet of his body, and with each swing of his palm, he brought up a volley of sword qi several feet long, extremely fierce, wrapped in flames, and every time he slashed at the sword, there was a dull collision sound.

Ling Mofeng is the youngest disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect, he is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and his cultivation in the Imperial Sword Sect is also the shallower, but in terms of diligence, he is almost comparable to Su Xingchen!

He can't volley Edgeworth right now, so he can only attack with a sword in his hand and attack like a storm.

Lu Taichong was obviously slightly superior to the other party in Qi Control and Martial Dao, so his mind was calm, and he smiled and said, "Ling Mofeng, let your junior sister Murong Qing come, so that you can fight with Young Master Ben." You'd better surrender quickly. ”

Su Xingchen glanced at the battle circle, only to see Cheng Qingyun, Murong Qing and Zhu Meng also standing outside the battle circle, and no one noticed Su Xingchen's quiet arrival.

Cheng Qingyun clasped his hands, his demeanor was chic and his appearance was calm. A pale white halo flowed on his face inadvertently, and his eyes were introverted, obviously not only had his injuries healed, but also his Qi Resisting Technique cultivation seemed to have made progress again!

Zhu Meng was standing opposite him, on the other side of the battle circle, his face was red, and even his eyes seemed to be shining with flames!

Su Xingchen looked at the two top young masters of the Six Sects of the Divine Dragon, and a strong battle intent and pride surged in his heart, secretly thinking, at this moment, I have peeked into the soul rest realm and become a qi master, at the end of August, the star picking meeting, the three of us, but who can be the hero?

Someone beside Su Xingchen whispered: "It's not interesting to fight like this, it's okay to say that our six sect disciples will try it privately and practice for the Star Picking Club at the end of August." But if Zhu Meng and Cheng Qingyun don't make a move, what's the point of such a competition?"

"Isn't it? This year's star picking meeting, there is no suspense. It is said that Cheng Qingyun and Zhu Meng have both received strong support from their respective sects, and they have assisted their cultivation with various rare and exotic medicines, and they are afraid that both of them have already entered the Soul Breath Realm and become Qi Masters!"

The two disciples who spoke had a smile on their faces.

"Ahem, I think of Su Xingchen, an outcast of the Imperial Sword Sect...... If he doesn't escape, with the demonic qi control technique he has cultivated, and the speed of progress, I'm afraid he will ...... now."

"Come on, I've seen it with my own eyes in the Imperial Qi Hall, as far as his imperial vein is as slender as a hair, Lu Qinghou's ** also gave him the name of the bullshit Canglong vein, bluffing, in fact, the cultivation of the imperial qi technique, even Lu Taichong can't compare!"

"But that month ago, in Tianyuan Square, he injured Cheng Qingyun, which was obvious to all. Even I thought Cheng Qingyun was hanging......"

"Shhhh

Su Xingchen hadn't tidied up his face for a month, his face was full of mustaches, and he lowered his head again. The teenagers were talking in a low voice, but they didn't notice that Su Xingchen was standing behind them.

In the battle circle, only the crisp sound of "dang" was heard, and Ling Mofeng's long sword and Lu Taichong's Yanwang sword qi were slashed together. Ling Mofeng couldn't stand still, took a few steps back, and his steps staggered a little.

Lu Taichong laughed loudly: "Senior Brother Ling, this is the second time you have challenged me. In the entire Imperial Sword Sect, apart from Senior Brother Cheng, isn't there a third person?" his eyes glanced arrogantly at the battle circle. All the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect were a little depressed, only Cheng Qingyun's face was pale, and he became extremely ugly.

Obviously, among the younger generation of disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect, except for Cheng Qingyun, who is outstanding, the other disciples are really serious, and none of them are Lu Taichong's opponents.

Ling Mofeng still stubbornly raised his head, and his thin and slight eyes revealed a scorching light.

He gasped, his hand holding his sword still as steady as a hill. The two have fought twice, and Ling Mofeng has lost twice, but his surname of not admitting defeat makes him still refuse to give up.

Cheng Qingyun shook his head, with a complicated expression of helplessness and disgust on his face, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Ling, you step back first, don't go out and make a fool of yourself." ”

Ling Mofeng was not afraid of losing to Lu Taichong, but Senior Brother Cheng Qingyun's words made him choke in his throat, and he was uncomfortable, and he snorted: "Second Senior Brother, I ...... I want to try again...... Lu Taichong's martial arts are obviously inferior to mine, he is just a little deeper than me......"

Cheng Qingyun saw that he still called himself Second Senior Brother, obviously in his mind, the position of Senior Brother would always be that of his mortal enemy, Su Xingchen, an outcast of the Imperial Sword Sect.

"Do you want to make a fool of yourself for the third time?" Cheng Qingyun was already a little impatient.

Ling Mofeng had no choice but to retreat, but his eyes were full of unyielding looks, which made Su Xingchen's heart move. He seemed to think of his fate, this Ling Mofeng's qualifications were not superior, but his hard work was not inferior to himself. It's a pity that he lacks the guidance of the Master, what can he do if he follows Cheng Qingyun?

Don't bully young people to be poor, this is the truth that cannot be extinguished by Shenwu Jiulu!

Cheng Qingyun was able to forbear, and called a few disciples who had reached the fourth level of the Qi Refining Realm, whispered a few words in their ears, and then asked them to try their tricks with Lu Taichong one by one.

Su Xingchen stood behind the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect and whispered in Ling Mofeng's ear, "Senior Brother Mofeng, don't come unharmed!"

Ling Mofeng was surprised and delighted, and his voice trembled a little: "Big ...... Master ......"

Su Xingchen made a silent gesture, signaling him not to alarm others, pulling him out of the battle circle, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Mofeng, although your Qi Resisting Technique is only the third level, your foundation is very stable, and the sword path is also very strong, it is actually not difficult to crack the Fire Cloud Sect's Yanwang Sword Momentum." Because the gap between you and Lu Taichong is not as big as they imagined. ”

Ling Mofeng stammered, "You...... You are all ...... I thought you were ...... Escaped from Flame Sky Island!"

"It's important to get down to business. Senior Brother Mofeng, I will now explain the direction of the Yanwang Knife to you once, and you can try it with Lu Taichong again to frustrate his prestige. Su Xingchen said in a low voice. His gaze was intentionally or unintentionally, glancing at Cheng Qingyun. In his mind, Lu Taichong is no different from a dead man, he has already been defeated twice, and with his current cultivation, if he wants to kill him, he will be killed in seconds.

His biggest opponent at the moment is Cheng Qingyun, who seems to have improved by leaps and bounds in the Qi Control Technique! He is already the number one in the Qi Control Master's Soul Breath Realm, but he doesn't know what opportunities and progress this Cheng Qingyun has.

"I ...... I can really crack the Flame King...... Knife...... Knife Momentum?" Ling Mofeng's eyes flashed. In his mind, Su Xingchen's rise was really shocking. An ordinary person who had not awakened for eighteen years of imperial veins became a qi control person overnight, and then injured Lu Taichong and almost killed Cheng Qingyun. In his mind, Su Xingchen has become a myth of the sling counterattack.

"The Yanwang knife seems to be random, the knife is vertical and horizontal, the power is heavy and hot, but in fact, every knife is in the routine. Because the Yanwang Knife relies on the Agni Technique, when running the Agni Technique, there are certain routines on how to make the knife, how to wave the palm, and how to walk. According to my observations, Lu Taichong's Yan King Sword Qi could not force a zhang away, far inferior to Zhu Meng's cultivation. Su Xingchen said in a low voice.

Su Xingchen took the footwork and arm movement of the Yanwang knife out of the knife, grabbed a few classic movements and told him about it to Ling Mofeng. Although this sword technique is sharp, for beginner cultivators, the qi control technique is not at home, and every knife and every momentum has to go through the operation of the qi control and swallow, so it is very easy to see the flaws. Of course, when it comes to the realm of Zhu Meng, the qi is free to sway at will, and it cannot be simply judged in advance.

Ling Mofeng was shocked and suspicious: "This ...... Is this going to work?"

Su Xingchen's eyes widened: "You haven't beaten before, how do you know if it's okay?"

"Senior brother has taught me a lesson! I'll go and fight him again!" Ling Mo Feng said.

At this time, in the battle circle, Lu Taichong easily defeated the two disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect. Cheng Qingyun was no longer available, so he had to stand up and laugh a few times, and said, "Brother Zhu, it looks like the two of us are going to fight in advance!"

The disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect were all defeated by Lu Taichong of the Fire Cloud Sect. Cheng Qingyun must appear and defeat Zhu Meng, otherwise the Imperial Sword Sect will have no face in the Flame Sky Island.

Before Zhu Meng could answer, Ling Mofeng was already behind him, and said in a low voice: "Second Senior Brother, let ...... Let me fight him again......"

Cheng Qingyun didn't answer, as if he hadn't heard Ling Mofeng's words, but just looked at Zhu Meng with a slight smile and a calm demeanor.

"Second Senior Brother, I'm ...... I have a way to crack the sword momentum of the Yan King's sword......" Ling Mofeng said in a low voice.

Cheng Qingyun's face sank, and he didn't look back, and said in a low voice: "Don't you think it's enough to lose the face of the Imperial Sword Sect?"

Ling Mofeng hesitated, his face was flushed in Cheng Qingyun's low voice, he didn't dare to speak, and glanced back at Su Xingchen again.

Su Xingchen slammed a push behind his back. Ling Mofeng was caught off guard, and was pushed out by Su Xingchen, standing in the battle circle with an embarrassed expression, facing the triumphant Lu Taichong.

"What? Do you have to be beaten to the ground by me before you are willing to admit defeat?" Lu Taichong sneered.

Ling Mofeng's face turned red, he looked back at Cheng Qingyun who looked angry, and then at Su Xingchen, who was full of messy beards and could hardly recognize his face, and said, "My senior brother Su Xingchen taught me the method of cracking the Yanwang Knife. I'll try again. ”

ps: Ask for tickets, ask for recommendations, ask for collections, and roll all over the ground. Recently, the ninth can be regarded as a desperate update.,I just want you to like this book.。 Again, this book will be renamed Dragon Stars. The statement has been issued, and it will be changed if it is not said.

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