Li Xin is in the late stage of Jindan, immersed in the way of the sword for a long time, dedicated to serving the sword, and even gave up the Taoism, I thought that to deal with a snake demon junior sister in the middle of the Jindan, the other party has just started, and should be able to win easily, who knows that it was suppressed.

There are many sword moves in the ring, and "Cloud and Mist Nine Styles" has high requirements for body skills, otherwise they will not be able to exert the power of sword moves, so the dialect with the body of "Phantom Wave Return" is handy, and for a while she is in the ring.

Li Xin sighed in confidence, it seems that he has underestimated the enemy, if there is no miracle, why should Uncle Zheng be accepted as a personal heirloom.

Last resort.

Fang Yan suddenly appeared behind him, swinging out a sword qi, and at the moment when he dodged and dodged, a flexible twist, "Shadow Wave Back" was launched, leaving a phantom on the spot, and the real body came to Li Xinqian and below, a sword cut the skin and flesh at his ribs, and the sword body twisted, bringing out a sword gang, and slapping him away.

Li Xin flew out of the ring with a stinging pain in his ribs, took out a pill and swallowed it, holding a flying sword and holding a fist in his fist.

"I lost."

The pupils of the Great Elder in the Merge Period widened slightly, and he was surprised for a moment before he received the information, and sighed that the snake demon's attack was fierce, and it seemed that he was just trying his skills, and he didn't go all out at all.

"Eagle Chou Peak Li Xin is eliminated, Daozang Peak dialect, wins, and enters the next round."

After each competition, there was a half-day break, and Fang Yan directly found an open space in the square to meditate.

On the high platform, Zheng Yin's eyes looked at him from afar, nodded slightly, and then pretended to look away inadvertently, and sighed deeply in his heart.

Li Shaojun swayed to Fang Yan's side, jumped off the back of the old turtle, took out a gourd, shook it, there was a sound of water in it, he opened the cork, and there was a sweet smell of rice wine.

"Give you ......"

Li Shaojun handed it to Fang Yan in a friendly manner.

"Gollum ......" dialect took a sip and it tasted good.

Wipe the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, Fang Yan snatched the cork and took the gourd as his own, this is a space treasure, it seems that the amount of storage in it is amazing.

"I'm a poisonous snake, and you can't drink what I've drunk, so give me this gourd."

Li Shaojun tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "It was originally prepared for you......"

Fang Yan quickly changed the subject and asked, "What is this wooden sword of yours?" ”

Li Shaojun took off the wooden sword he was carrying behind him, stroked it gently, squinted his eyes and said: "If one day in the future, I can enlighten the Land Sword Immortal and open the Heavenly Gate to break the prohibition of the world here, it is the second 'Kiss' Immortal Sword in the world, unique in the world, absolutely unprecedented." ”

Fang Yan pouted, "Isn't it...... Who is a normal person who has nothing to play with a wooden sword? Do you think it's a child's house? ”

There was a small-scale riot over there during the Qi training period, and Li Shaojun waved his hand and said, "I'm too lazy to bother with you......

Hop on the back of the turtle and slowly go to the east ring area.

In the afternoon, the game continues.

This time, the opponent is a female disciple of Yuxuanfeng, a cultivator in the middle of Jindan, holding an old flying sword with an old scabbard in her hand, and standing there is like a sword standing in front of you, the sword qi has reached the point where it can be sent out at will, there is no other female disciple that is delicate and soft, and some are just infinite sword intent.

Fang Yan touched his chin, feeling that this female disciple could fight beyond the ranks like her, and was a good sparring partner, and he instantly had a tactical arrangement in his heart.

First consume it with a light flying sword, and then use a heavy sword to break it with force.

Just enough to practice switching between the two weapon forms freely.

It is still the treacherous sword move of "Cloud and Mist Nine Styles", and it is still the smart body method of "Shadow Wave Return".

The female disciple of Jade Xuanfeng held the sword and stood quietly in the center of the ring, motionless as a mountain.

Let thousands of phantoms roam the streets......

After a while, the female disciple of Yu Xuanfeng took out the sword, there was no dazzling sword qi or gorgeous moves, just a sword stabbed out, and Fang Yan hurriedly blocked the flying sword in front of him, and his palm shook to block the invisible sword qi.

The faint sword qi brushed across his face, and a few green silks fell silently......

Secretly sighed that it was really not simple, hiding and shrinking his own qi, the flying sword returned to the sheath, holding the hilt of the sword, and the breath of his whole body collapsed, it came down to one point, and he began to change his sword moves.

"Heavenly Sword Three Uniques, Desperate."

The breath of his body swelled violently in an instant, like a mountain torrent and avalanche, rolling in the momentum of wind and thunder.

The sword qi sword gang is like a wave, layer upon layer, wave after wave, wave after wave, wave after wave pushing forward.

The female disciple of Jade Xuanfeng stood the sword in front of her, closed her eyes, and entered a state of mystery and mystery, as if she was in an ethereal place, with only the sword in her hand and the person holding the sword.

"Here comes the sword!"

In the next moment, the female disciple of Jade Xuanfeng stabbed out with a sword, and the sword qi filled the entire ring, like a shattered ice pick, cold and piercing, but extremely fierce.

The two collided, and Fang Yan and her each took three steps back.

"It's time to use the heavy sword......"

Fang Yan took out the heavy sword from the Qiankun ring, dragged it on the ground, and began to run, not wanting to give the other party a chance to breathe, and when he was about to approach, Fang Yan could even see the other party's shrunken pupils faintly dilated.

Wield a heavy sword and smash ......

I saw a cyan figure wielding a huge heavy sword in the field, the tiger was vigorous, the moves were wide open and closed, simple and clumsy, the strength was calm, and the delicate body seemed to have infinite strength.

The other test venues are basically finished, and there are not many left, and they are still attacking each other, in fact, it is almost over at this time for other disciples, and when they are tired, they see that there is no hope and no one is willing to fight to the end, but the famous sword idiot female disciple of Yuxuanfeng on the opposite side has not given up these two words in her head at all, she doesn't want to do anything, she only has sword intent and never give up in her heart.

Her belief is that only being herself is enough.

After all, with the predecessor of the Donghua Sect, Zhuyu in front, everyone wants to be like him.

Those who serve the sword wholeheartedly are expected to open the gate of heaven with a sword and achieve the realm of land sword immortals.

Finally, when the opponent's spiritual power was exhausted, he was still pressed and beaten by the dialect that could gradually switch between the light and heavy flying swords, and finally after the dialect practiced the proficient form switching, the opponent's spiritual power was exhausted and he fell to the ground.

Nice sparring ......

Fang Yan put away the two flying swords and bowed his hand to the Great Elder of the Merge Period.

The Great Elder of the Merge Period looked at the female disciple who fell to the ground, and shook his head in distress, feeling that it was a little unkind to use Fang Yan, who was obviously able to win easily but was not in a hurry to end the battle, to practice her sword.

"Daozang Peak dialect, win, successfully enter the next round, Jade Xuanfeng Jiang Ziyu, eliminated."

After the merger period elder finished announcing, he shook his head and asked a few disciples who were watching the excitement to come over and help, and carried this famous female sword idiot of Yuxuanfeng who was lying on the ground down to recuperate.

Fang Yan walked out of the ring and gained a large number of strange eyes, some admired, some unconvinced, and some surprised.

On the notice board, the names of the dialects seem to shine brightly, ranking at the top.

The strength of the dialect is more strange, a little unhealthy, too strong to beat, can run.

Too weak to bully casually......

If she has similar strength, she is the only one who beats others, and if you want to beat her, you have to ask her to give her a chance.

Otherwise, one is unhappy and just slips away.