"Tang Yang!"

Several people were shocked, wasn't Tang Yang kicked out of the competition, how could it appear again? Zhuo Tian bowed his head and pondered.

The red-clothed young man thought that a few people were shocked when they heard Tang Yang's name.

After all, Tang Yang's reputation is still quite powerful among the outer disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, and it is normal for Zhuo Tian and a few people to be frightened, looking at Zhuo Tian bowing his head and pondering, he suddenly smiled proudly: "What, now that I know who I am doing for me, I advise you to get out of here, otherwise I will wait for Tang Shao to come back, and I want you to be finished!" ”

Zhuo Tian turned a deaf ear, and the thoughts in his mind turned fast.

Tang Yang asked this young man to take care of the sword essence, so it means that Tang Yang knew that the current task was to capture the sword essence, and when he beat him out of the competition, he had not changed the task, which means that Tang Yang was not expelled from the competition now.

Could anyone help him? Or are there people with the same name and surname? However, Zhuo Tian thought about it, the Ancient Sword Sect would never have a person with the same name and surname as Tang Yang, and even if there were, according to Tang Yang's temperament, he would never let the other party exist, so the person here must be Tang Yang himself.

As soon as he thought about it, Zhuo Tian suddenly figured it out a lot.

Since it was Tang Yang himself, there must have been someone to help him, so that he was not expelled from the competition.

Since Tang Yang was not expelled from the competition, Zhuo Tian would not let him go!

"This is his sword spirit, so let's start here, I want to see who dares to cast a secret hand in the inner courtyard competition." Zhuo Tian thought to himself.

Zhuo Tian's eyes flashed, he snorted coldly, and said in a low voice: "Fatty, take these sword essences!" ”

Fu Dahai had seen Zhuo Tian crush Tang Yang to death, so naturally he wouldn't care about Tang Yang, but he didn't dare to offend Tang Yang, and he didn't dare to do anything without Zhuo Tian to speak.

Now that Zhuo Tian has spoken, the meaning is different, Zhuo Tian's speech is the battle between Zhuo Tian and Tang Yang, and he is also a small errand.

Fu Dale rolled up his sleeves and prepared to start collecting the sword essence.

The young man didn't expect Tang Yang's name to be unable to drink these people, so he immediately shouted and said angrily: "You will be unlucky!" ”

He also knew that his strength was not as good as Zhuo Tian's, so he wanted to leave.

But Zhuo Tian would not be stupid enough to let him report to Tang Yang, the sword light under his feet flickered, swept past the young man, and when he reappeared, he was already hanging in front of the young man, stepping on the long sword, and standing in the air.

"Edgeworth Flying?"

Since returning to the Ancient Sword Sect, Zhuo Tian has not yet revealed his ability to fly with the sword, and Fu Dahai and several people only know that Zhuo Tian will have this ability, and now that he sees it with his own eyes, his eyes are suddenly full of flying stars, and he even forgot to collect the sword essence, and he can't wait that the person who stepped on the flying sword was not Zhuo Tian, but him.

The young man didn't expect that Zhuo Tian's ability to be able to fly with a sword by such a means, isn't this a skill that can only be possessed by the sword king level!

Sky!

Who is this man, and how can he be so powerful! His head was a little out of turn.

Just when the young man was stunned, Zhuo Tian did not hesitate, he drank lightly, and with a flash of Xuanguang, a cold light sword mark went to the young man's seal.

Hula!

The cold palm slapped the young man's chest, the cold blue light shone, and the young man's body gradually stiffened.

Sky!

Could it be some kind of witchcraft, I felt that my body could not move, and the young man in red was shocked and looked at Zhuo Tian in horror.

Zhuo Tian doesn't care about his vision, his strength surpasses the boy too much, it's simple, he can directly slap the boy out of the competition, but the boy will definitely appear on the stone platform, Zhuo Tian is thoughtful, since Tang Yang can continue the competition, then others may not be able to, if the boy is beaten out of the competition, he may be startled, and he will be temporarily sealed with a sword seal and trapped in the dark, which is the best.

Looking at the young man whose face was covered with beads of sweat, his eyes were panicked, as if it was not Zhuo Tian who was standing in front of him, but a man-eating devil.

Zhuo Tian smiled, don't be scared, patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "You just stay here quietly for a few days, after the competition is over, you will naturally go out." ”

Then he smiled and shouted at the stunned Fu Dahai, "Fatty, collect the sword, what are you doing in a daze, if you don't accept us, you can do it!" ”

Fu Dahai woke up from Zhuo Tianxuan's swordsmanship, looked at the sword essence all over the ground, and grinned, "This is it, this is it!" ”

The sword essence glowing with a pale yellow light fell to the ground, each sword half a foot deep into the ground, and the sharpness could be seen.

Fu Dahai held the hilt of a long sword, and suddenly there was a "buzz", only to hear a sword sound, and then Fu Dahai's body shook suddenly, his arm was sore, and the pain was very great, and he was shocked to take a step back, and looked at the long sword in front of him in horror.

"What a powerful sword spirit!"

Fu Dahai looked at the blood overflowing from the tiger's mouth, he was also the strength of the sword vortex, and he was actually injured by the sword qi that suddenly overflowed just now.

Zhuo Tianzang is a good young man, and he also beckoned Luo Fei and the two to come down, but when he saw Fu Dahai sitting there paralyzed, looking at the injury on his hand, his brows furrowed slightly, and he stepped forward, wanting to try how powerful this sword essence was.

Airplanes......

Just as Zhuo Tian was holding the hilt of the sword, the sword spirit roared angrily again, and the pale yellow sword qi burst out, even more powerful than when he had just explored the sea.

Zhuo Tian raised his eyebrows, "The little sword qi also wants to make trouble!" With a light shout, the left hand that was not holding the sword was also pressed, and the palms were down, and the powerful sword movement strength was exerted, and a faint whirlwind rolled up in the air around him.

Buzz Buzz......

In the air, there was only the low snort of the fat man treating his wounds, and the rest was the angry voice of the sword spirit.

Violently trembling, sand splashing, Zhuo Tian had already pulled the three-foot Qingfeng out of the ground, suspended it in the air, and threw it around, constantly scattering sword qi from the sword body, each of which was incomparably sharp, and the stabs fell to the ground, smashing out sword pits one by one.

"But I'll take it!"

A little sword essence wants to be arrogant, Zhuo Tian even dares to touch the angry earth sword, where to put this sword essence in his eyes, this sword essence in terms of strength, at most it is only a Xuan-level inferior sword, if you can't even accept this, you will talk about subduing what peerless sword on the famous sword list in the future!

The powerful vitality was suppressed on the pale yellow Qingfeng, and the sound of the sword spirit contending gradually weakened, and finally after a cup of tea, Zhuo Tian subdued the sword essence, but his arm was also sore and a little exhausted.

"It's not an easy task!"

Zhuo Tian stroked the pale yellow sword body, and sighed slightly in his heart, even he needed a cup of tea to accept it, and the rest of the people didn't know how long it would take to accept it.

Isn't it difficult for one man to subdue thirty to the heavens!

Swish!

Just as he stroked the blade of the sword, the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand suddenly clanged, shrunk rapidly, and finally turned into a pocket small sword the size of a palm.

Zhuo Tian's eyes lit up, and he realized when he landed, sword essence, sword essence, it turns out that this is its body!

Playing with the pale yellow sword, it was really delicate and small, Zhuo Tian grinned.