"What kind of sword is that?"

A mutilated sword without a tip.

"What kind of sword scripture is that?"

Unpretentious, at first glance, the outcome has been decided, like water and wind, it is the sword of nature, this sword style, they have never heard of.

Outcry

Shock!

Hanyu, the playboy, did not carry the second sword, got up, looked dazed, and left in a daze.

Zhong Ting stood upright with his sword and looked around, like a pine like a bamboo.

"Who else wants to try this sword?"

The voice resounded through the peaks, but no one answered for the time being.

Above the attic.

Meng Hua was surprised, "The sword of subtlety, this person is skilled in swordsmanship, and he has already mastered the subtlety, and in the future, those who fly the sword peak will have opponents." ”

"He's mine."

Lin Jingteng's eyes were burning, when Tian Qifeng refused his request, today he used the spear in his hand to tell the other party: He is no worse than anyone else.

Whatever it takes.

Quietly, a silver spear appeared, and he reached out to hold it.

"No more waiting?"

Meng Hua spoke: "After all, you started early, you are a senior brother, let the junior brothers come first, if you are not defeated and then go, wouldn't it be better."

"Meng Xiaodao is right, why don't you wait."

An ethereal voice came.

The figure is floating, it is a woman, narrow-sleeved blue, Feihong jumps along the cliff like stepping on the snow, and her feet are like stepping on a drum, and she is surrounded by empty sounds.

"Senior Sister Jiang!"

Lin Jingteng turned his head, and there was a rare joy on his face, but he immediately regained his composure and said with a smile: "When did Senior Sister Jiang come back?"

He asked knowingly and greeted politely.

"Yesterday."

Jiang Baiyan replied.

"Fairy Jiang, can you give me a nice name." Meng Hua was helpless.

"Isn't Meng Xiaodao good?"

Jiang Baiyan stood proudly with her arms on her chest, and she had the aura of a country, like a tiger girl.

She looked down and chuckled, "Isn't it fitting that you're so good with a throwing knife?"

"Huh."

Meng Hua knew that he couldn't talk about this woman, so he changed the topic with interest, "Senior Sister Jiang is here for him?" ”

Below Zhong Ting ushered in the second opponent, called Hou Tong, making a good knife technique, wide open and close, the two have already fought each other, temporarily comparable.

Jiang Baiyan watched the competition with interest, her fair and handsome face had the grace of a woman and the atmosphere of a man, which was just the right amount of beauty.

She had a smile on her face.

Lin Jingteng looked at Jiang Baiyan, with admiration, expectation, and ...... in his eyes

He wished she shook her head, vetoed it, and told herself out loud, "I'm not looking at him." ”

Unfortunately, it backfired.

Jiang Baiyan said: "Yes, this is my junior brother, I promised to come and watch the battle."

"Little junior brother? What an affectionate title. ”

Meng Hua smiled and looked at Lin Jingteng, who had an unnatural expression.

"I haven't passed the door yet, I'm a little too anxious, in case I will disappoint you." Meng Hua added.

"I believe him."

Jiang Baiyan said: "Or, are you going to make a move?"

Meng Hua shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in him, but since it's your Tianqi Peak who has taken in apprentices, presumably those few will come to join in the fun."

Jiang Baiyan knew who those people were, and said with a smile: "It's okay, if you don't make a move, no one will be his opponent, and besides, this is the test that should be, otherwise if you enter Tianqi Peak, it will not be better in the future, it is better to go to other peaks as soon as possible."

"Senior Sister Jiang is open-minded."

Meng Hua turned his head and said with a smile: "Jing Teng, you are one year younger than me, but your talent is not inferior to me, your senior sister Jiang is here, let's talk about the old days first, and you will try to compete with this junior brother later."

Lin Jingteng knew that Meng Hua was for his good, and nodded.

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Below.

Zhong Ting's quick sword cut through the mess, it was still a sword, Hou Tong's knife was broken, and his figure flew out with a "bang", falling to the ground and vomiting blood.

Exclaim.

Someone immediately stepped forward and carried him down.

Zhong Ting's face was not red, he was not panting, and he stood happily.

This person is stronger than the playboy Hanyu, and it cost him five swords, but the ending is also as miserable as the former.

The wind is clear, and the cranes are singing.

At this time, nearly 1,000 people understood that the young man in front of him was not a person who was selling fame and reputation, and the other party had real skills.

Many people ask themselves that they are inferior to Hanyu and Hou Tong, and they have already retreated and do not want to come forward to challenge.

The former is okay, at least he left safely.

But the latter was too miserable, Hou Tong should have vomited blood and fainted, and was carried down by his fellow disciples, so he was not miserable.

"Actually, sometimes it's good to be a spectator."

The hearts of the people.

Zhong Ting didn't speak, holding his sword, and waited quietly.

He knew that someone would come, the huge immortal sect, and there was no shortage of people with outstanding talents and superior strength.

At the strange stone of the Danya on the upper peak, a man stroked the crane next to him and looked down, "Fei'er, do you recognize it, is that guy?" ”

"Ga ......"

The crane fairy spoke up.

"I believe in you."

The man's robe danced in the wind, scratched his back, and said in his heart that he had just arrived, and he was not sure yet, so let's take a look.

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Clang!

A green hoop flew in the air, and there was still a green flame burning on the surface, and it smashed violently, weighing thousands of catties.

Zhong Ting flicked away with a sword, and suddenly felt that his arm was numb.

One person appeared, and it turned out to be a woman, with two pigtails, her face was immature, and she said in a coquettish voice: "Tianheng Peak Ling Yuexin, come and ask for advice."

"Born delicate, the strength is really not small."

Zhong Ting was amazed in his heart, as soon as he made a move, he could sense that this person was much more powerful than the two of them, and he was a fierce opponent.

Ling Yuexin looked at the man in front of her, secretly saying that she was so strong with her sword qi, she was known for her strength, this person was able to fight against her, she was a character.

"This trip... You've come right. ”

There were no superfluous words, and her eyes were full of fanatical fighting intent.

"Go!"

Ling Yue's heart was delicate.

The green hoop that rotated like a dragon flipped abruptly, instantly transformed into countless paths, and then flew densely.

"Three Thousand Divine Laws."

Meng Hua exclaimed: "Senior Sister Ling is worthy of being the most talented disciple of Tianheng Peak in the past ten years, Fairy Jiang, what do you think."

Jiang Baiyan said: "Being able to enter the Immortal Sect Elite List is naturally powerful, but I don't move around much on weekdays, and I don't pay attention to things outside the Heavenly List."

Meng Hua was surprised.

The Cui Ying List is a list of the Six Dao Immortal Sects, bringing together the strongest disciples in the sect, a total of three hundred and sixty Tianjiao.

These three hundred and sixty people gathered the strongest disciples of the four peaks, it can be said that they are the future of the Immortal Sect, and they are only ranked ninety-ninth, barely in the top hundred, but Jiang Baiyan actually said that he didn't care?

Meng Hua said: "As far as I know, your ranking is only more than 200."

"Your Senior Brother Chu of Tianqi Peak is ranked fourth, he doesn't dare to say that he is invincible, Jiang Baiyan, you are not small."

Senior Brother Chu is naturally Chu Heng, and Tianqian Peak ranks third.

Jiang Baiyan smiled and said, "I didn't say that I was invincible, and I didn't underestimate any of the characters on the list, I just didn't pay attention to it."

"My eyes are on the heavenly list."

The girl's eyes revealed a look of firm yearning.

She has never taken the initiative to strive for the ranking of the top list, more than 200, which is naturally included.

"Middle-earth Heavenly List...!"

Meng Yong's heart shook slightly when he heard this, and secretly said that although this woman was young, her goal was lofty.

The Heavenly List is the list of demons in the nine places of Middle Earth, all of them are young and handsome, and the list is based on talent, bringing together the most potential cultivators under the age of fifty, a total of one hundred.

Although the Six Dao Immortal Sect is the first sect in Qinzhou, no one has been on the list for ten years.

However, there are still two people from the Immortal Sect on the list, one is the second disciple of Tianqi Peak, Pei Tatian, and the other is the son of the peak master of Tianheng Peak.

Jiang Baiyan knew that the heavenly list was too far away for many people.

She didn't look at the looks of the two people next to her, she smiled, her eyes still looking down.

At this moment, Zhong Ting felt unprecedented pressure.

The sound of the broken sword is the cheer of the opponent.

Bell Bell ......

Green hoops are everywhere, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, attacking again and again, being cut by sharp swords, strangling, and then continuing to fly, and then shattering, regenerating, and repeating, with no end.

A quarter of an hour later.

Zhong Ting's clothes were fierce, and his eyes were staring at Ling Yuexin.

For a quarter of an hour, Yuan Jingtianshu has been urging to the extreme, wanting to break through the delusion, but it has been difficult to find the real green hoop.

He knew that among the thousands of green hoops, only one was true.

Just find that one, and you'll be able to win with one hit.

Zhong Ting licked his lips, looking slightly excited.

With the passage of time, Ling Yuexin finally leaked a flaw, and the moment the other party was ventilated, it was captured by his divine sense.

Under the green hoops flying in the sky, Ling Yuexin's petite body was hidden.

"You can't hide it."

What Zhong Ting is not afraid of is a protracted battle, and no one can survive it better than him.

The two heavenly hubs of Yuanjing and Baique endowed him with a divine consciousness like the abyss of the underworld and a physical ability like a mountain of Sumeru.

These two points are enough for him to support dozens of battles that consume so much physical energy and spirit.

But Ling Yue's heart didn't work.

Zhong Ting could find that the other party had also opened up the Yuan Jingtian Shu, and his skills were very extraordinary, but he was not as strong as his own spirit.

And the other party's thousand-pound boulder-like strength is innate.

Unfortunately, with the blessing of Baique's quenching supernatural powers, he has nearly 300 divine pattern chains, which are divine shields and divine powers.

In this battle, he won.

Thoughts arise.

Zhong Ting jumped forward, swooping forward like a tiger, breaking through hundreds of hoops with one sword, and the divine pattern Dao was ten thousand catties.

In the sky, the flying green hoop flames were sheng, which seemed to mock Zhong Ting's indiscretion.

Flying hoops smashed on his body like mountains, his clothes shattered, and his muscles and bones trembled.

Zhong Ting blocked them all, waved his sword in his hand, and stepped forward fearlessly, the divine pattern chains wrapped around his body rattled, and he marched towards victory.

Bang bang!

The sword aura swept by.

"Sword-breaking style."

Zhong Ting swept away thousands of green hoops, and there were blood marks on his body, which were the sharp edges of the green hoops, leaving a wound with a slight stinging pain, but it was okay.

His feet were like the wind, swift as smoke, and he struck into them with his sword.

After a few breaths, he finally came to the center of the blue hoop.

A figure stood quietly in front of him, sensing that someone was coming, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.

The sword is against the green hoop, and it shines brightly.

Clang!

Ling Yuexin knew that she had nowhere to dodge, and she waved the hoop in one hand with a determined expression.

The broken sword was red, heavy and sharp, as if it had split the surrounding air into silk threads.

More than ten years later.

Ling Yuexin's face was finally painful, and she gritted her teeth and couldn't hold on, "How can you be so strong......"

Bang...!

Another sword.

Tick.

Zhong Ting exhaled, blood fell from his body, he looked ahead, didn't care about the injury, smiled, and took the sword back.

In an instant, countless green hoops dispersed, and calm returned to the surroundings.

Buzz Buzz...

A green hoop with a diameter of half a human slowly rotated, not as sharp as Fang Cai, it was suspended in front of Ling Yue's heart, and it roared unwillingly.

"I lost."

Ling Yue's thin lips moved, staring at Zhong Ting, a little unwilling, "You are very strong, but I am not convinced, I will come back." ”

With that, she took a deep look at the young man in front of her, then jumped a few times and left.