Yue Ling'er was originally watching the battle between Dong Zhicheng and Bian Zuo next to the martial idiot, when she heard the discordant voices of the Sword Sect disciples. She frowned slightly, turned her head and shouted to those disciples: "Which of you who is not convinced by Dong Zhicheng as an elder can stand up and challenge him, as long as any of you can defeat him, then the position of the four elders will be up to you." After speaking, Yue Ling'er paused for a few seconds, and seeing that everyone didn't speak, she continued: "Since you don't dare to come out to challenge, then you keep your mouth shut for me, don't let me hear a discordant voice again, or don't blame me for being a patriarchal scout." ”

When the disciples of the Sword Sect heard the angry scolding of the Great Elder, they all lowered their heads immediately, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

Dong Zhicheng and Bian Zuo both heard the discussion of the Sword Sect disciples and Yue Ling'er's scolding, but they didn't dare to turn their heads to look, because they were all accumulating their own momentum, waiting for the opponent's flaws to give the opponent a fatal blow.

The wind blew, and the originally bare ground rolled up with gray sand, Dong Zhicheng's right hand stretched outward and held the sword, the sword aura struck people, and the heaven and earth were full of desolation and murder. This is another vision of heaven and earth that Xuanyuan Sword was born. In the past 5,000 years, the Xuanyuan Sword has been enshrined in the ancestral ancestral hall, and the Xuanyuan Sword has been kept in obscurity, and the edge is not revealed, so no one can see its brilliant brilliance again! At this moment, the Xuanyuan Sword is born again, and it will surely cause a bloody storm again.

Drawing the sword with his left backhand, he raised his chest flat, and his eyes never left Dong Zhicheng's right hand holding the sword, although he had not fought with Dong Zhicheng, but he knew that Dong Zhicheng held a terrible sword in his right hand.

Dong Zhicheng has changed as if he is a person at this moment, although he still has that seemingly nonexistent smile on his face, and his clothes are still the same sportswear, but his whole person has released a kind of king aura that intimidates the world, and his body has changed into a dazzling brilliance.

Dong Zhicheng Xuanyuan sword swung out against the wind, and a blue cold light mixed with blood red went straight to the throat of the left side, and before the sword arrived, Sen Han's sword qi had pierced the west wind. Seeing this, his body had already retreated three feet, and his back was almost attached to the Sword Sect disciple behind. Dong Zhicheng Xuanyuan Sword changed his move and stabbed straight out. There was a long roar on the left side, jumping into the sky, turning sideways in the air, the thin sword in his hand was impartial and just blocked on the tip of the Xuanyuan sword, only to hear the sound of "ding", the Xuanyuan sword was blocked, and the side left also quickly returned to the field with the help of this blow.

Dong Zhicheng saw that it was difficult to hurt the slightest bit by only using the power of the Xuanyuan Sword and his half-baked fighting skills, so he did not hesitate to add a blue rain screen of fireflies to double his combat power. Then he turned and attacked again. On the left side, he saw Dong Zhicheng's sword qi slashing towards him, and he did not hesitate to volley out a cross sword qi, only to hear a bang in the field, flying sand and stones, and the rocks in the center of the martial arts training ground were cracked into fine cracks. And the two sides wielding the sword were shocked by the sword qi and took a few steps back, but Dong Zhicheng's body couldn't help but tremble a few times every time he took a step back, after all, his strength was far inferior to the side left, even if he had the double bonus of the firefly rain, he would not catch up with the gap in strength of the previous big level.

Dong Zhicheng knew that there was no way to win by fighting hard, only by approaching the side and the left side of the power of the Xuanyuan Sword might not be able to win a move and a half, thinking of this, Dong Zhicheng didn't care about the blood and qi in his body due to the power of the shock, he only knew that Lu Dao approached the side and left first He had a little chance. When he rushed forward, the Xuanyuan Sword swung a sword to the left side, and then he soared into the sky, and the Xuanyuan Sword had turned into a thorn in the air, and he directly used the unfamiliar Xuanyuan Sword Energy Sword to take the chest of the left side. The compelling sword qi, the martial arts training ground full of cracks was even more gray and sandy, and the left hair on the side was also blown upside down. It's a poignant sight, but it's also stunning.

Seeing Dong Zhicheng's momentum coming violently, he couldn't avoid it, he held the sword in one hand, and a sword Changhong suddenly turned into countless lights and shadows, and greeted the Xuanyuan sword that rushed quickly, and the power of the sword on the left was enough to shock people's souls. And his body was turned sideways. The sword qi on the left side first collided with a sword qi swung out by Dong Zhicheng, and the sword qi on the left side was only a little hindered and dissipated Dong Zhicheng's sword qi, and then he met Dong Zhicheng's Xuanyuan sword, only to hear another sound, and the thin sword on the left side let out a light tremble. The sword qi in the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace, but the gray sand in the sky had not yet dissipated.

After the two swords hit each other, the two of them turned sideways, Dong Zhicheng slashed the back of the left side of the head with a backhand before he could stand still, if this sword was sharpened, even the gods would not be able to save him Side Zuo, said that it was too late and that was fast, the moment the Xuanyuan Sword arrived, his thin sword blocked the Xuanyuan Sword from the side and back vertically to the head.

"Click......" I only heard a crisp sound, and the thin sword on the left side was cut off by the sharp Xuanyuan sword, and the upper half of the sword flew sideways and fell to the ground, while the lower half with the hilt was still standing in the hand of the left side. And the left side was also in this gear, his head was lowered hard, and he narrowly avoided the blade of the Xuanyuan Sword.

Zuo Mu stood in the gray sand, his sword still standing vertically. The tip of the sword had been broken by the Xuanyuan sword, and he looked at Dong Zhicheng quietly.

Dong Zhicheng was holding the Xuanyuan Sword, his chest was rising and falling violently, blood was flowing out of the corners of his mouth uncontrollably, and he also looked at the side quietly and did not make a move. Dong Zhicheng knew that he now had no hope of defeating Pang Zuo, although he broke Pang Zuo's thin sword with the power of the Xuanyuan Sword, but now he was injured by the sword qi emitted by Pang Zuo, and he had no strength to fight, but Pang Zuo was not hurt at all.

When the last bit of dust fell, everyone outside the field gasped after seeing the appearance in the field, the two of them fought so thoroughly, one was injured and the other was broken. The martial idiot was also shocked, shocked by Dong Zhicheng's strength, he knew the fighting ability of the left side of the road, even he couldn't easily win with the left side, and the current situation was that both were defeated. After being shocked for a moment, Wu Idiot immediately asked, "Okay, this time the Elder and Elder Dong are both injured, so it's better for the two of you to be even?"

The disciples of the Sword Sect were in an uproar when they heard the words of the master, and then there were cheers one after another around them, just as everyone was about to rush up, Dong Zhicheng raised his left hand to stop the restless crowd, and then he looked at the martial idiot and said: "Senior brother of the head of the sect is wrong, this competition is actually won by the elders next to it." After Dong Zhicheng finished speaking, he saw that everyone showed strange eyes, and he continued: "I can fight to this point, I am completely relying on the sharpness of the Xuanyuan Sword, even so, I have been injured, but the Elder Bian has not been injured at all, if I use the same thin sword as the Elder Beside I, then I will not be able to make a move at all and will be defeated, so this competition Elder Bian will undoubtedly win." ”

What Dong Zhicheng said is reasonable, and this is exactly the case. Wu Idiot looked at Dong Zhicheng, who had firm eyes, and looked at the helpless Bianzuo, and then he announced with a wry smile: "Elder Zuo wins this competition." ”

The surrounding crowd couldn't help but applaud after listening to the announcement of the martial idiot, and everyone's hearts changed their admiration for Dong Zhicheng's image from the original hostility, admiring Dong Zhicheng as a bright and upright man, who can afford to lose and has the courage to face failure, such a person will be supported by their four elders.

"Elder Bian, Xie Lu thank you for your sparring today, I'm really sorry to break your sword, please forgive me. Dong Zhicheng and the others said to the side of the side after the mood stabilized, seeing that the side of the left shook his head indifferently, Dong Zhicheng put away the Xuanyuan sword in his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said categorically to the side left: "Elder side, I will still be looking for you to learn from you when I go back to practice for a few days, you can be ready!"

After hearing Dong Zhicheng's words, he laughed heartily and replied: "Good boy, I'm waiting for you!"