In the ring competition, there was the sword star Nangong Changfeng who won the heroes, and the immortal sword talent Qiu Ran shook the Quartet with a sword. Just when everyone thought that no young man dared to challenge on the stage, they saw a black-clothed masked master, and the sword was killed by lightning in a hurry.

Suddenly, the wind was cold on the stage, and Qiu Ran instinctively sensed that the sword was not good. Take a step out, don't wait for words, draw your sword and then cast "a leaf drifting!" The leaf floated out, and the air rushed violently, and the six-sided space became empty. In that confused realm, the air was suddenly completely gone, and the pressure in my heart was unprecedented. However, the black-clothed swordsman, his mind is colorless as if he was dressed, without any fluctuations, seeing silence and chaotic figures, the sword is fast attacking and flashing and fighting Qiu Ran.

"The sword speed is above Nangong Changfeng, the sword intent is not below Qiu Ran, and he is a kendo wizard. But looking at this figure, I always feel like I've seen it somewhere. Zhao Xue hesitated when she saw the people on the stage.

Zhao Xue was still puzzled, but Luo Fan and Ji Cheng already had the answer in their hearts, such a fast sword was not someone else, it was really Ji Changkong. The ruthless sword cultivated by Ji Changkong is ruthless, and the way of heaven is also ruthless, and the swordsmanship is naturally ruthless. Ji Changkong's sword is fast and ruthless, without a trace of clutter, and it is his instinct to chase life with cold-blooded fangs when he draws his sword.

The sword of Qiu Ran is the opposite, taking nature as the way, heaven and earth as the key, the move is strong but in line with the situation, not with the will to hurt people and win, but more of the pride of the eyes and the world alone.

In the realm of a leaf drifting zero, he can fight with himself for dozens of moves and is undefeated, Qiu Ran knows that the opponent's kendo talent is no longer under him, and this person will definitely be his kendo rival in the future. To surpass the enemy is to surpass oneself, and it is also the purpose of one's own trip.

Dozens of tricks fell, and both sides knew the truth and the truth. Qiu Ran didn't delay any longer, and howled coldly: "If there are eight points of way, take me over there, and the world will be free in swordsmanship!" ”

In an instant, out of thin air, people are like swords rushing into the sky, swords are like swords filling the sky, and under the cover of swords and mountains and seas, everything is a sword!

In Nangong Changfeng's scene just now, Ji Changkong had already seen Qiu Ran's tricks. Now that I am fighting in person, I understand the power of this move. Not only the surrounding environment, but even the essence of his own body, he was also afraid of the other party's sword intent.

"Ruthless Sword, Eight Rebellions!"

Ji Changkong forcibly raised the true qi of his whole body, and suddenly the blood light all over his body covered his body, his eyes were red like a demon, and his will became a killing path in an instant! Swing your sword and you'll see the bloody blade break through the sky! Dangdang, dangdang! Above the sky, the sword qi of heaven and earth was at ease, spinning into a grass-colored storm, but the ruthless sword qi was like red thunder and lightning, and the two sides were entangled for a while, and the heavens and men were not able to see it in the audience!

"What a terrifying sword aura! These two are so evenly matched! ”

Everyone in the rivers and lakes looked at the sky one after another, seeing the storm fighting together, and they didn't know who could come out on top.

There was a loud explosion, the storm dispersed the air waves, and seeing Qiu Ran holding his sword and flying back, Ji Changkong took ten steps backwards.

"Who won? I can't see it. Seeing the battle separated, everyone was still puzzled.

"Who won, Yuwen Senpai?" Ye Si looked back at Yu Wenlan and hurriedly asked.

"In terms of sword intent, Qiu Ran won a lot. In terms of sword power, the kid in black won a lot. But the second hand hit the first move, although the black-clothed boy had a heavy sword intent, but he was desperate and won a move with his life. It is considered two kendo geniuses, and it seems that the future descendant of the sword saint will be decided between the two of them. Yu Wenlan said with a smile.

On the stage, Qiu Ran stepped back and looked at Ji Changkong with surprise on his face, "Ah, brother Tai, your sword is really incredible!" I can't imagine that such an uncivilized sword with only brute force can win against me. I hate to admit it, but your talent is above mine. It's just that using a sword like this is too fierce and impersonal, and it is a matter of time before you enter the demon path like this. ”

"The ruthless sword is here, who will fight!" Ji Changkong's long sword was horizontal, and he snorted coldly.

"Ruthless Sword? That is not the swordsmanship of the Blood Mountain Daoist, he is not the apprentice of the Sword Evil Heavenly Disciple of the Blood Mountain Daoist. It's amazing. However, I heard that the people of the Blood Mountain Dao did not accept Ji Cheng's son Ji Changkong as an apprentice, but this is Ji Changkong. Everyone in the audience immediately fried the pot and talked about it.

Seeing this, Ji Cheng's face suddenly turned pale, flew on the stage, pulled out the Junzheng sword behind his back, pointed at Ji Changkong, and shouted angrily: "Changkong, take off your mask, and confess your guilt with me." To be a child of my Ji family, you must distinguish between good and evil, and be responsible. ”

Ji Cheng's sword pointed at his son, and the people in the rivers and lakes were all surprised, but they also agreed. In the name of the Jianguan Ji family, it is reasonable to do so.

However, I heard an old strange voice from somewhere in the distance: "Tsk, Ji Cheng doesn't lose the head of the Ji family, but don't forget." This is the World Assembly, and no force shall be used to hear any dispute during the World Council. I came to challenge the heroes in vain, and no one could stop me. ”

When they heard this, they stood up and searched around, but they could not find the one who made the sound.

"The Sword Evil Heavenly Disciple Blood Mountain Daoist is really profound. It seems that this time he assigned Ji Changkong to come and seize the leader of the martial arts competition. With such a young generation of disciples, I don't know who can win Ji Changkong. And the crowd began to talk again.

"He's my son, I'll take care of it!"

Ji Cheng's face was cold, and he suddenly ignored the relationship between father and son, and killed Ji Changkong with a sword. But seeing that the sword of the tyrant broke through the air, and the lightning killed, Ji Changkong saw the comer, one step flashed, the sword unceremoniously fought back, and the sword walked thunder, and the sharp edge was twice as fast as Ji Cheng, piercing his heart.

"Oops!" Everyone exclaimed, Ji Changkong really killed his father.

However, Ji Changkong's sword is fast and cold, after all, Ji Cheng has the prestige of the sword overlord, and he is strong and domineering, and the white mangs are shrouded in white mangs all around, and the Ji family's peerless sword qi is possessed, like a fairy god, the sword is running steadily, and the pursuit is bursting.

The father and the two competed on the stage, one was old and heavy, with a steady use of tyrants, and the other was young with high skills, and he was quick and ruthless. More than a dozen moves were scorched, and there were two sounds, in the end, Ji Changkong's swordsmanship was ruthless enough, and if Ji Changkong's chest was bitten by a poisonous snake, three or five bloody mouths would suddenly appear!

"Oh no, Ji Changkong is too powerful. Big brother, let's go! Seeing this, Zhao Xue was about to make a move.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a cold snort from behind the stage: "Hmph! A little son of a crime, how dare to be murderous. I'll teach you how to be a man! ”

The voice stopped, but when I saw an old woman in white, she flew like a sword, pulled out the golden sword behind her back in the air, and slashed into the ring casually. In an instant, heaven and earth were divided into dozens of ravines. Ji Changkong immediately turned over and retreated.

But I saw that the person who came was full of silver hair, his body was as straight as a sword, and his eyes were like a cold sword!

"Golden Sword Divine Hero, Yan Yijian! How did she come! ”

Yan Yijian appeared, and a sword split the battle between the father and son, but when he saw the golden sword floating in front of him, he said: "Ji Changkong, kneel down and be bound, otherwise the old woman will kill you personally." ”

Facing a sword god-level figure like Yan Yijian, Ji Changkong had no fear in his eyes, and attacked violently with his sword. The ruthless sword condensed into a red sword, wanting to compete with Yan Yijian.

"Well, this is the ruthless sword of the Blood Mountain Dao people! Not into the stream! ”

Seeing the characters killed, Yan Yijian frowned, said coldly, raised his hand to hold the sword, and rushed out, the figure was like lightning. Under the pressure of Yan Yijian's huge sword intent, Ji Changkong only felt that the space was instantly stagnant, and his body also stopped in mid-air, with a poof, his chest was suddenly split and turned to the ground, and the blood flowed like an infusion!

"Is this your ruthless sword? If that's the case, that's really disappointing. Since Ji Changkong's heart has entered the demon, living is only a vain increase in sinful karma. Today, I will take the place of your father and mother, but you are guilty! ”

Yan Yijian held the sword and snorted coldly, and without hesitation, the sword stabbed at Ji Chang's hollow mouth. With a bang, a majestic blood-colored sword qi suddenly appeared outside the sky, heading straight for the field. Yan Yijian turned his head and slashed his sword, took a step back in an instant, and the air in the field suddenly burst into green smoke.

Trick down, but when I saw a black-robed black-faced man, stepping on a bear-headed black sword with one foot, he proudly haha: "Yan Yijian, I haven't seen you for many years, the old woman's temper is still so impatient." If you want to kill my apprentice, you should have asked me first. ”

"Blood Mountain Daoist, I'm about to kill you!"

Yan Yijian stopped talking, and then killed with a golden sword. The blood mountain Taoist lifted the black bear sword, and slashed it with one sword, and the two strong moves were right, the heaven and the earth were like a thunderbolt, and the clouds flew in all directions in an instant! Ji Changkong took the opportunity to turn over, and the black spirit feather fled outward. Ji Cheng had already hidden dozens of sword masters behind the stage, and they were as anxious as swords, and they all chased and killed them.

It turned out that as early as before the World Meeting, Ji Cheng had already calculated that Ji Changkong might appear again. So he invited Yan Yijian and the master of the Sword Pass to come and subdue, but he didn't expect that such a hidden figure as the Blood Mountain Daoist would dare to show up.

Ji Changkong fled, and the people of the Blood Mountain Dao retreated in a hurry, and Yan Yijian chased after him. If the two of them were black and white lightning, they would disappear into the sky in a blink of an eye, and everyone would chase them to check, and they couldn't even catch up with their eyes.

"Thunder is always a god, this seems to be the mistake of your Tiandu Dynasty. There will be rules in the world, and no one is allowed to do it. But Ji Cheng and the others openly shot at the contestants in the ring, this should be explained, right? Daoyun Lao Dao looked at Luo Fan and said coldly.

"Ji Changkong and the Blood Mountain Dao people are not from your Black and White Alliance, since they don't belong to any of the three parties, why can't they make a move against them."