"It looks like I'll pinch you as a soft persimmon!" Jian Chen looked at Jian Tang Ming and said with a smile.

Jian Tangming had to smile: "I still hope that the young patriarch will teach you." As he spoke, he jumped onto the stage.

Jian Chen didn't say anything and walked on stage calmly.

Many people are not very optimistic about Jian Chen, after all, the gap between a big realm is there, although Jian Chen once defeated Jian Shang with the ninth level of the swordsman a year ago, but the gap between the swordsman and the swordsman is much higher than that. But Jian Wan'er Mengke and Li Mu, the three people who are better with Jian Chen, all looked at the stage with a relieved face.

"Young Patriarch, be careful." As soon as Jian Tangming's words fell, the person disappeared in place, as if fluttering in the wind.

Jian Chen smiled slightly, comparing his speed with himself? Since I practiced popular footwork, I haven't been afraid of anyone in terms of speed. The Ice Sword appeared in Jian Chen's hand, and Jian Chen's figure disappeared in place at the same speed.

Yikes! Boom!

The intermittent sound of gold and iron intertwined came out, and everyone knew that the two had already fought together.

"I didn't expect the young patriarch to retain his strength just now, the speed just now was obviously not so fast, it seems that Jian Tang Ming's soft persimmon was wrong." The people below couldn't help but say.

"Isn't it possible that the gap in a big realm is so easy to make up?" Someone next to him retorted.

It's just that Dejian Tang Ming was also in shock, his speed was famous, and now Jian Chen's speed was not weaker than himself, this was too weird.

"Wind Thunder Step!"

Jian Tang Ming's mouth shouted. The foot stepped away again, the blue light flashed under the foot, and the original speed was now even more amazing, leaving only an afterimage in the same place, but the momentum was not erratic, but the more you stepped on it, the more you vibrate, as if every time there was a drum momentum, it shook to the depths of the heart.

Jian Chen shook slightly, it seems that this sword Tang Ming's footwork is also outstanding, it seems to contain the power of thunder, disturbing people's minds.

This trick may be useful against others, but there is no advantage in dealing with Jian Chen, Jian Chen's soul is now very stable under the effect of the anti-heaven trick, and how can this little thunder step be shaken!

Just when Jian Tang Ming's wind and thunder sword was about to stab Jian Chen, Jian Chen's feet rubbed together, and the green light flourished, leaving the place, leaving only an afterimage.

Jian Tang Ming's sword stabbed into it, and only then did he realize that he was already slow.

"It's your biggest mistake to compete with me for speed." Jian Chen's voice sounded on the side of Jian Tang Ming.

Hearing this, Jian Tang Ming, who was originally kind, was furious, and he allowed himself to lose this battle, but he couldn't accept it if he lost in terms of speed.

Jian Tang Ming's wind and thunder sword danced, spinning like a whirlwind, turning into countless sword shadows, attacking Jian Chen. The people in the audience were dazzled.

"This Sword Shadow Dance and Wind Thunder Step are the two killer features of Sword Tang Ming, it seems that Sword Tang Ming is ready to move seriously." The people in the audience who knew Jian Tang Ming couldn't help but say it.

"Flashy!" Jian Chen's eyes flashed, and his feet stepped forward, and the cold ice sword shot out, phoenix style.

In stark contrast to the magnificence of the sword Tang Ming, there are not too many tricks, a sword forward, and an indomitable one. The tip of the sword trembled gently in the air, like a call from death. Sword dust stabbed at Jian Tang Ming at an extremely fast speed.

The cold light sword simply avoided all the sword shadows and stabbed in, and when it was about to stab the sword Tang Ming's body, it stopped abruptly.

"How could it be that the countless sword shadows actually stabbed in, how fast it must be."

Even Jian Qiufeng, who had been brushing his beard, was taken aback, and accidentally pulled a few of his beards. He knows better than these people how difficult it is, if Jian Chen's is a swordsman, it is acceptable, but Jian Chen's has not yet reached the swordsman, and such a rapid attack is so subtle, which shows how subtle Jian Chen's control is. I don't necessarily dare to say that I can do this.

"Hey, it looks like another patriarch!" Jian Qiufeng didn't know what the tone of his tone was when he said this, as if he was delighted, and he seemed to be sighing.

Looking at the tip of the sword that was not a fraction away from him, Jian Tang Ming swallowed deeply. Only then did I know the gap between myself and Jian Chen.

"I throw in the towel!" It took Jian Tangming a long time to recover from the fright, and he highlighted such a sentence.

"It's good to be fast, but don't use the direction, the strength of the move just now is weaker than you, it's a lore, but if the strength is stronger than you, it's your fatal injury." Throwing off this sentence, Jian Chen didn't pay attention to Jian Tangming and walked off the stage, and he only said it on a whim.

The referee was stunned for a moment, and then announced loudly: "Sword dust wins!" ”

Jian Chen's words woke up Jian Tang Ming, who was in the fiasco, and he walked off the stage with his eyes blank, but as long as he looked closely, he could find that something was brewing in his eyes.

"Brother Jianchen is too powerful." Jian Chen, who had just stepped down, was entangled by Wan'er. Li Mu and Mengke also congratulated on the side.

"Next." Jian Qiufeng looked at Jian Chen, walked up to the stage and announced.

No one dares to challenge Jian Chen, Jian Tang Ming is already an example just now, who is still full of food and support.

Next, one after another, someone came to the stage to challenge the other five, but no one responded to everyone with their strong strength, telling them that their strength should not be underestimated.

The strongest performance is Jian Wan'er, Jian Shang, and Jian Changkong, and the opponents are all defeated with one move. Although handsome, it is not as enjoyable as the two of Jianchen. Jian Shang thought that his performance could attract everyone's attention to him, but he didn't expect that the most discussed by everyone was Jian Chen, which was a fire in his belly.

In addition, there is also a focus on Zhang Yunkong, who challenged and defeated the swordsman strength Jian Maoxun as an outer disciple and ranked among the top six. The outer disciples in the audience were also cheering, which meant that their outer disciples could also succeed. It's like a dose of cardiotonic injected into everyone's body. Jian Qiufeng believed that everyone would definitely cultivate desperately during this period of time.

"Alright, everyone be quiet." Jian Qiufeng stood on the stage and shouted, it was still time to announce the results.

Boom!

At this moment, the general sword flew in the air and pierced deeply into the stone of the test table, and the hilt of the sword was still trembling there, making a burst of weng sounds.

"Elder Gong is slow! I'm going to challenge one person too. A domineering voice came out.

Elder Chuangong was stunned and looked in the direction where the voice came from, there were still people in the Sword Family who were qualified to challenge these people on the stage, how could they not know.

Everyone's eyes also moved along Jian Qiufeng's gaze.

Jian Chen's face was excited at this time, could it be him. The Jian Wan'er dream of watching is a few strange people, but someone knows Jian Chen.