The suddenly twisted figure, the suddenly turned gun body, Lin Manliu, who had just dodged, was shocked when he saw this scene, this He Mu actually had this trick, and it was not a simple person.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, the young man in the short shirt had to hold the mountain in his hand and meet He Mu and the spear in his hand. The blade of the sword collided with the tip of the spear and forcibly shifted the body of the spear for a few points so that it could not stab Lin Manliu, and then Lin Manliu quickly swept backwards.

But then He Mu's killing move, that is, the "Yunlai Heavenly Gun" he shouted just now, followed, and he swirled around on the left and right sides of himself, and if he stayed a little just now, the short-shirted young man would definitely be hit by this.

Seeing this, Lin Manliu couldn't enter, so he had to make a choice in his heart to first use his sword momentum to fly Guluan to control the enemy, and if it was still fruitless, he could only use the Spring Window Butterfly to forcibly split He Mu's offensive. Then with a twist of the wrist of his left hand, Shan Yexing came out of his hand in an instant, and quickly swirled in the air and flew towards He Mu, who was dancing the gun.

Someone on the stage exclaimed, obviously recognizing this flying sword whirling technique, and shouted: "It's the sword momentum of the Sword Casting Peak, Feiguluan!" ”。

The call on the stage gradually rose, and some shocked eyes looked at Lu Fengbai and the man in the yellow shirt, but he saw Lu Fengbai's eyes narrowed slightly and smiled warmly and did not answer, and the man in the yellow shirt looked at these people like he wanted to look at the fool, and continued to watch the competition in the field with melon seeds.

The whirling mountain field line collided with the dancing spear body, He Mu instantly felt a burst of pressure follow, and the spear in his hand sank and wanted to resist, but the mountain field line had already flinched back and the position was a little off, but it was caught by the short-shirted young man who had galloped forward.

Before He Mu could make a move, Lin Manliu still jumped in front of him with Shan Yexing in his hand, and quickly slashed down in his hand, directly cutting off He Mu's spear body.

"It's not good to learn anything, you have to learn some cats and dogs to shout your own moves when you are against the enemy, is it that after shouting, you will be invincible in the world" The short-shirted young man said after cutting off the spear in He Mu's hand, standing in front of him a few steps.

Then there were bursts of mockery and contemptuous ridicule on and off the stage, He Mu just looked at the broken spear in his hand and was speechless for a long time, and finally walked towards the entrance of the school in despair, never returning to his original seat.

It was at this moment that someone really began to look at the young man on the field, he didn't seem to want to be so childish under the appearance, Yue Hanzhi looked at the young man in the field from the seat under the stage, and the corners of his mouth under the hat were slightly hooked as if he was smiling.

After that, there were a few competitions in which some young talents from other Jianghu sects came forward to learn a lesson or two, but they all stopped on point and did not have a certain amount of contempt and hostility towards the first two games, and they all ended in Lin Manliu's victory.

Just when everyone felt that the young man was about to be out of the limelight today, a young man in a gray robe holding a sword suddenly got up and stood in the crowd that was being discussed, this sword-hugging action made the young man in a short shirt feel familiar, seeing that the young man seemed to be a little older than himself, and the gray robe on his body was also embroidered with some strange moire patterns, and a moire carved hosta was pinned to the bun on his head.

"I was ordered to come and take a look, but I didn't expect that there was still something to see in the small place, and it was the swordsmanship of the Sword Casting Peak, and the three-legged cat kung fu that I didn't know where I learned to pull the sword flower from others, and it was okay to deal with those rivers and lakes recklessly..."The gray-robed young man holding the sword said in an extremely contemptuous tone.

instantly attracted the attention of the people around him, and someone immediately exclaimed: "It's the person from the Wind and Snow Grand View Building... It seems to be Qi Xuan, a disciple of Liu Mei who just joined the sect last year!! ”。

With the shouts of this person, everyone also recognized the sword-hugging young man, Qi Xuan walked straight into the middle, looked at the cheers around him, looked at Lin Manliu and said: "If you don't play this monkey show here, today's conference will be really boring, let me open your eyes, what can be called the swordsmanship of the Ten Thousand Streams Returning to the Sect."

Lin Manliu looked at this sword-hugging young man who was extremely domineering from getting up to entering the stadium with an expression like a fool, and his age may not be much different from himself, looking at the people around him, the focus of the discussion turned to this person, it is estimated that he is indeed a young genius.

Qi Xuan saw that the short-shirted young man in the field didn't pay attention to himself at all, he was a little annoyed, but he forcibly pressed it down and squeezed out a smiling face, waved his arm, the long sword in his arms hung in the air, and after grabbing the scabbard with his left hand, the hilt of the sword pointed at Lin Manliu, "Huh-" The sword body was unsheathed for half an inch, and he had already made a provocative gesture and looked at the field.

Lin Manliu just walked in front of the mountains with his left hand, and held the spring window butterfly that had not yet been unsheathed with his right hand, ready to meet the enemy at any time, and the two sides seemed to have a tacit understanding that they were ready to start the competition directly without the name of the guard.

Qi Xuan saw that the short-shirted young man just put on a posture to meet the enemy and did not make any other moves, so he had to sweep forward first, and the starting style was the long sword volleying in the air and wanted to swing it in front of the door, just when the long sword was about to slash in front of Lin Manliu, the spring window butterfly immediately came out of its sheath, and the two swords collided but did not fight with force.

After the blow, Qi Xuan, who retreated and left, squinted at the body of his long sword, looked at the short-shirted young man in front of him with some understanding, and then swept forward again to continue to play the sword, but this time the sword did not pursue to be able to directly seriously injure the opponent, and every time it was to avoid the direction of the spring window butterfly and then find its flaws to prepare to take advantage of the weakness.

After a few fights, Lin Manliu also knew the opponent's intentions, so he used the mountain to open the way to block Qi Xuan's sword move, and the spring window butterfly waited for the opportunity to move and was ready to fight with the opponent's long sword at any time.

The two sides tried each other and finally ended in Qi Xuan's rude mistake in a greedy advance, when the long sword twisted the hem of the short-shirted young man and was about to attack his lower road, he was blocked by Lin Manliushan Yexing, and the spring window butterfly immediately followed, first with a head-on swing and was dodged by Qi Xuan, and then Shan Yexing immediately stabbed the opponent's right hand sword from the bottom to the top, Qi Xuan hurriedly drew his sword and turned around to block Shan Yexing.

Lin Manliu then turned around and kicked directly on the body of the long sword, Qi Xuan was shocked back a few steps before he staggered to a stop, just stabilized his body, but the green sword shadow in the hand of the short-shirted young man came to him again, Qi Xuan only had to avoid the continuous slashing and stabbing of the two short swords.

"This is the sword of the Yellow Dragon, but why is this person so flexible with his sword with both hands, doesn't the Sword Casting Peak implement the one-handed sword to resist the enemy, and the short sword flying blade whirls to take his life, when do you have the number of ways to make the double sword" Someone on the stage whispered, and his eyes also looked at the man in the yellow shirt who had been drinking, after all, the young man in the field of watching the scene in the past few days has been going to his small courtyard.

"How can this Sword Casting Peak disciple defend Yijian Villa, isn't this person on the stage what kind of Sword Casting Peak outcast has switched to Yijian Villa, but it's not a shame to make some such roads...".

"What kind of Sword Casting Peak outcast is such a big kid, why is it so noisy when he comes here to drink other people's food and eat others" The topic of discussion became more and more outrageous, and someone scolded loudly.

When the man in the yellow shirt saw his eyes, the smile on his face became thicker and stronger, and his mood for drinking was much better.

Qi Xuan found that the opponent's sword speed did not decrease but increased under the repeated attacks of the short-shirted young man, and he had to jump out of this limitation, so it was worth using the scabbard to forcibly take over the oncoming swing of the sword and prepare to forcibly break the sword momentum, the scabbard resisted the attacking Spring Window Butterfly and did block the attack and extricate himself from it, but then there was a cracking sound.

He looked at the scabbard in his hand in disbelief, and was slashed and shattered by the beating green sword shadow in the opponent's hand with a single blow, if he had forcibly taken it with the sword body just now, I am afraid that the end would be the same.

Qi Xuan quickly recovered from his surprise, and the long sword swung up suddenly, and then swung down sharply to defeat the short-shirted young man in front of him, it was the sword move learned by the disciples of the Wind and Snow Grand View Building--Cold in the Snow, and a gust of sword wind rushed to Lin Manliu's side with Qi Xuan's sword.

As a result, after a few sword strikes, he was blocked and blocked by the short-shirted boy with the mountain field line in his hand, and after two flashes of sword light, he saw a sneering look on the short-shirted boy's face.

Then the emerald green sword shadow learned from what he had just done, and began to keep swords like a cold wind, stabbing out one sword after another, cutting Qi Xuan's arms and sleeves into pieces, and gradually blood seeped out of it, Qi Xuan was shocked in his heart that the other party was learning to use his own sword to be cold in the snow.

He forcibly suppressed the frightened look in his heart and wanted to stop the emerald sword shadow in Lin Manliu's hand, and his right hand holding the sword had just been raised, but suddenly a tingling sensation came from his wrist, and Qi Xuan let out a miserable scream: "Ah————."

His right hand tendon was directly broken, and the long sword fell to the ground with a sound, and he stared at the short-shirted young man in front of him, his own blood splashed on the young man's face, and because Lin Manliu was facing away from the platform, no one else could see his expression.

But Qi Xuan could see that he was holding his right hand that had been broken and fell to the ground, looking at the short-shirted young man in front of him with a bloody face and red eyes, and finally a pleading voice came out of his throat: "Don't kill me... Don't kill me...... I was wrong, don't kill me".

Everyone on the stage was shocked when they looked at this side, and the man in the yellow shirt thought that this kid was also a little ruthless, so he hurriedly cleared his throat and shouted: "It's almost done, point to point, stop point to stop."

Lin Manliu only gave up after hearing the news, but before he stopped it, it was a sword spring window butterfly, and he directly smashed Qi Xuan's saber from the middle of the sword body and said slowly: "Do you dare to call Wanliu Returning to the Sect?" Then he turned around and wiped the blood from his face and walked towards the field.

A sigh came from the mouths of everyone on and off the stage......