"What arrogance!"

In the Shenshui Pavilion, Xiao Liling snorted coldly, and was about to challenge Wang Guiwu.

"Senior Sister Xiao, slow down, your delicate pearl is just a semi-spiritual weapon, only trapped people, but it has no effect of calming people. This time, let the senior sister go to meet him first! ”

Miao Manyun stopped Xiao Liling's body and said softly. Although Xiao Liling's cultivation is not weak, the strongest is actually the spiritual artifact Linglong Pearl.

But on this occasion, it is forbidden to use spiritual weapons, and Linglong beads naturally cannot be used. As for the Linglong Bead Bead, although it is a top-notch semi-spiritual weapon, it is only a semi-spiritual weapon after all.

For the general practice dirty environment, this semi-spiritual weapon is easy to use. But dealing with a true disciple like the Xianyun Sword Sect, Linglong Beads and Beads is somewhat meaningless.

Miao Manyun and the Xiao family are very close, and at this time, naturally they can't watch Xiao Liling go up and be beaten.

"Then senior sister be careful." Xiao Liling hesitated for a moment, nodded, and a smile appeared on her face.

Miao Manyun turned his head to look at Wang Guiwu, his body moved, and he had already come to the martial arts arena.

Wang Guiwu saw that there was no one, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Miao Manyun falling, and he couldn't help but show a smile on his face. Although she is a female disciple of Shenshui Pavilion, as long as she fights, Wang Guiwu will not care whether the other party is male or female.

"Senior Brother Wang, please advise!" Miao Manyun said with a soft smile on his face.

"Let's make a move!" Wang Guiwu nodded, ignoring Miao Manyun's flattery.

"Senior Brother Wang, please be careful!"

As soon as Miao Manyun's voice fell, his figure had already come to Wang Guiwu's face, and a cold light rolled towards Wang Guiwu's head.

Most of the people in Xianyun City have no other impression of Shenshui Pavilion except for the coquettishness of the disciple and his huge connections.

If you want to say how brilliant the martial arts of Shenshui Pavilion are, many people can't say why. But how can a sect be able to stand in Xianyun City for so many years, just relying on a connection, how can it be enough.

The strength of many disciples of the Sinking Water Pavilion is not prominent compared to the other factions, but it does not mean that the entire Sinking Water Pavilion is like this.

In particular, the true disciples who represent the façade of the sect can be said to be the hope of the future of a sect. Only by seeing the true inheritance can we see the most authentic inheritance of this sect.

"It's good to come!"

Wang Guiwu saw the cold light, laughed, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and in the thunder, the cold light that rolled towards him was already shattered. But immediately, those cold lights returned to their original state and rolled towards Wang Guiwu's neck.

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Wind Scroll Sword Technique, one of the top inheritances of Shenshui Pavilion.

The cold light that bloomed in Miao Manyun's hand was a blade as thin as a cicada's wings, weak and powerless, but nothing was cut or not. Miao Manyun and Wang Guiwu's sword light collided, and they seemed to fall into disadvantage, but they were just using their strength to roll the sword blade to other places.

Wind Scroll Sword Technique, with the help of force, the best at grappling, in the end, the speed of the blade will become faster and faster, in order to establish its own victory.

In the blink of an eye, Miao Manyun and Wang Guiwu exchanged a few moves.

Compared with Liu Peiyong just now, Miao Manyun did not choose to fight hard, but to overcome rigidity with softness. And with a few moves, the cold light that rolled towards Wang Guiwu's body at this moment became faster and faster, more and more. …

On the scene, it was Miao Manyun who seemed more dominant.

When the disciples of the Shenshui Pavilion saw this scene, their expressions couldn't help but cheer up slightly. Wang Guiwu's strength just now made them full of worries about Miao Manyun's fate.

Looking at it now, it seems that Miao Manyun may not have a chance to defeat Wang Guiwu and win the first place in this competition.

"That seems like a solution!"

Yan Shijin's eyes lit up slightly, just now he saw Wang Guiwu's strength in defeating Liu Peiyong, if he relied on grappling, maybe there would be other different scenes?

"It's not that simple!"

Miao Daoxin's eyes stared downward, especially Wang Guiwu's expression, and shook his head slightly. Wang Guiwu was too calm at the moment, calm, and even with a touch of cat and mouse.

"Maybe we're worried that we're too good and don't dare to challenge."

Chen Fei suddenly said that the strength of the mind power could allow Chen Fei to observe more details. On the scene, it seems that Miao Manyun is gradually taking the initiative, and even turning this initiative into a victory, accumulating little by little.

But between Wang Guiwu's moves, the kind of charm shown is too easy, as if Wang Guiwu is not competing at the moment, but in the practice of fighting against others.

Such a statement may be an exaggeration, but the strength that Miao Manyun showed at the moment was definitely within the range that Wang Guiwu could handle.

Otherwise, this kind of warm boiled frog fighting, if Wang Guiwu senses that something is wrong, it must be a thunderous counterattack, not the kind of sword style in front of him, with the general sword style.

"Yes, it does!"

was told by Chen Feiyi, Miao Daoxin suddenly found the source of his weird feelings. Miao Daoxin turned his head to look at Chen Fei, with some surprise in his eyes.

At the beginning, Chen Fei challenged Zeng Zaiwen's competition, but Miao Daoxin did not go to the True Transmission Hall to watch. In the past few years, Miao Daoxin has only focused on breaking through the cultivation realm, and has rarely cared about other things.

And in Miao Daoxin's opinion at that time, Chen Fei, a disciple who had just been included in the True Tradition, tried in vain to challenge the tenth True Transmission, which was somewhat self-defeating.

It's just that he didn't expect that after the incident, Miao Daoxin heard that Zeng Zaiwen was defeated in the hands of Chen Fei, and Chen Fei used the Chongyuan Sword to defeat the enemy in one move.

At this moment, Miao Daoxin really put Chen Fei, a new true legend, in his mind, because Miao Daoxin himself cultivated the Chongyuan Sword.

Miao Daoxin naturally understood that when Chen Fei defeated Zeng Zaiwen, Chongyuan Sword had already comprehended to what extent.

Hearing Chen Fei's point-to-point analysis just now, Miao Daoxin's perception of Chen Fei improved again. Miao Daoxin is more or less in his heart, and there is a little feeling that the back wave pushes the front wave.

Yan Shijin heard the analysis of the two, his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly, as far as Miao Manyun's strength was showing at the moment, Wang Guiwu was still suppressed.

Outside the martial arts arena, the disciples of various sects talked a lot, but only those strong people who practiced the art realm did not say a word. Especially the elders of the Sinking Water Pavilion frowned slightly at this moment.

The disciples of the Sinking Water Pavilion were a little excited, because they couldn't see the details clearly.

Chen Fei and the others were able to discover Wang Guiwu's thoughts, and those who were strong in the cultivation realm naturally saw it clearly.

In the blink of an eye, Miao Manyun and the two of them had already passed dozens of moves on the martial arts field, and the cold light of the wind swept the sword technique, which almost completely encompassed Wang Guiwu's figure at this moment. …

If you are not careful, I am afraid that you will end up with bruises all over your body. But Wang Guiwu's expression did not panic in the slightest, and even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth at this moment.

Miao Manyun's expression was solemn, and most people saw that she had an advantage, but at this moment, when she really faced Wang Guiwu, Miao Manyun did not have such joy.

Miao Daoxin stood in the distance, and he could find Wang Guiwu's cat-and-mouse attitude. Miao Manyun was face to face, how could he not feel it.

Even if the Wind Scroll Sword Technique was stimulated to the extreme at this moment, it was still blocked by the long sword in Wang Guiwu's hand one by one, and this kind of obstruction, in Wang Guiwu's determined expression, seemed to be able to last until the earth was desolate.

Rain of Swords!

Miao Manyun suddenly let out a low snort, the soft sword in his hand disappeared in an instant, and the cold light that rolled towards Wang Guiwu also turned into a torrential rain and rushed towards Wang Guiwu.

"It's almost!"

Wang Guiwu groaned, his eyes suddenly widened, as if a thunderbolt flashed, and the purple internal energy spread all around, as if thunder had descended into the world.

The next moment, Wang Guiwu slashed the sword sky, and the thunder on the blade shattered the surging sword rain in one fell swoop, and the blade was in front of Miao Manyun, and the blade stabbed Miao Manyun's throat.

"Yikes!"

At the location of the Shenshui Pavilion, many disciples stood up in shock by the scene in front of them.

It was clear that he still had the advantage just now, as if the next moment, Wang Guiwu was about to lose in the hands of Miao Manyun. How can the form change in the blink of an eye?

Not only Shenshui Pavilion, but many disciples of many sects reacted like this, especially the disciples of those small sects, who had been slandering Wang Guiwu too much in their hearts before, but now the form has changed.

Sword Roll!

Miao Manyun looked at the sword blades that came in, as if he had expected it, the soft sword in his hand flipped over, and the sword power that was broken by Wang Guiwu was actually gathered back by Miao Manyun and turned into a tornado, covering Wang Guiwu.

"Boom!"

The fierce collision sounded, Wang Guiwu directly tore Miao Manyun's sword scroll with a sword, Miao Manyun only had time to put the soft sword in front of him, and the next moment, Miao Manyun felt a pain in his chest, and the whole person flew outside the martial arts arena.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood mist erupted, Miao Manyun's chest had collapsed in, and his internal organs were violently stirred by the domineering thunder sword energy, and he had no strength to fight again.

Wang Guiwu put away his sword, and a smile appeared on his face, a smile that everything was under control.

Miao Manyun was carried back to the platform by the elders of the Shenshui Pavilion, and many people hurriedly surrounded him. Xiao Liling looked at the injuries on Miao Manyun's body, her fist clenched slightly, took a few deep breaths, and slowly let go of her fist.

The disciples of various sects discussed a lot, and many people didn't understand it at all, obviously having an advantage, why did Miao Manyun lose so quickly in the end, and he was injured so badly.

"Senior Brother Wang is good at swordsmanship, let me also teach it!"

In the Changhong faction, a figure jumped out and stood in front of Wang Guiwu.

The body is straight, like a spear standing on the side, and the person is like its gun, and a cold momentum permeates the four directions.

Tang Renfei, the second true biography of the Changhong faction.

"Well said!"

Wang Guiwu still didn't ask anyone's name, but just arched his hand slightly.

"Please!"

Tang Renfei said in a deep voice, the next moment, the person had already rushed in front of Wang Guiwu, and the spear was pointed at Wang Guiwu's vital point.

The sound of the spear rubbing against the air is like the roar of a poisonous dragon, which makes people's hearts sway. But Wang Guiwu was completely unaffected, in the thunder light, the blade and the spear collided directly, and both of them did not retreat.

Wang Guiwu didn't take the pill just now to recover, and Tang Renfei ended up at the moment, somewhat feeling like a wheel war. But Wang Guiwu himself didn't care, and others naturally wouldn't say anything.

It's just that everyone looked at the two people on the martial arts arena at the moment, and suddenly they seemed to see the competition between Wang Guiwu and Miao Manyun again.