“……”

Zhang Dingjun felt that his head was going to crash.

Why does an innate martial artist who takes the college entrance examination have a flying sword?

Why is it that a mid-stage Qi cultivator can still practice Qi in seconds, and even a high-grade defensive magic weapon can be cut in half with a human shield?

Flying sword in 100 steps?

What the hell is this!

"Old."

Old Man Lin Gang smiled bitterly: "When did this new exercise develop in the Immortal Sect?" ”

No one around knows.

An Sino returned to his own separate space, a bamboo forest, his eyes were blank, and he woke up for a long time, screaming: "Ah! I was used by an innate martial artist with a flying sword for seconds! ”

"Oh my God! Could it be that he was an immortal cultivator in disguise? ”

Hurriedly flipped through the previous battle video.

The cold weapon college entrance examination is not a round to win or lose, but multiple rounds, constantly ranking.

The video is also encouraged to be watched, so that Xianmen students can improve themselves in actual combat to the greatest extent.

"It's really an innate martial artist!"

An Sinuo was at a loss, and finally could only stare at the blue flying sword: "There is a problem." ”

Unable to figure it out for a moment, she sent the battle video to the public channel of the exam, and took an extremely eye-catching title to trick her into clicking on it.

"A martial artist's move has killed me as a mid-stage Qi cultivator!"

This is also her secret revenge.

Candidates are not only competitive, but also cooperative, close communication and allowed.

The battle is constantly going on.

"Innate martial artist? Haha......"

"How can there still be warriors?"

"it!"

The further you go, the more immortal cultivators you encounter.

Many people were surprised at the beginning, and the ending was that after casting spells and attacking with imperial magic weapons, even people with magic weapons were cut off with one move.

"In the middle and late stages of Qi training, there is no difficulty."

Jiang Ding gradually had some positioning for his strength: "Their spells and magic weapons are very fragile, and they will die if they come to the head, and they don't need any skills." ”

"Thirty-seventh round, Li Tie."

An eighth-layer Qi cultivation monk appeared, and after his divine sense scanned a martial artist watching quietly, he was not only unhappy, but he sighed: "Innate martial artist!" Jiang Ding! ”

It was Li Tie, the Twin Spirit Root Monk of Rongcheng No. 7.

He also reacted extremely decisively, casting an invisibility spell and disappearing.

On the sea, only Jiang Ding was left.

Smug words were heard from all directions.

"Aren't you sharp with a hundred-step flying sword? Uncle, I'll be invisible! ”

A Yuanci hill revealed its shape in the sky, constantly enlarged, and fell towards the young man in Tsing Yi below, and at the same time, heavy pressure came, restricting the distance of movement.

"Come on! Cut me, uncle! ”

"Uncle, I can smash you once, I can smash you countless times!"

Laughing wildly and triumphantly.

This was the perfect tactic that was discussed in the public chat room by a number of abused Qi cultivators, and he used it, and he also added his own harsh talk interference tactic.

The sword qi around his body shook slightly, and the invisible pressure of restraint immediately disappeared.

"Acquaintances!"

Jiang Ding showed a cold smile.

But I remembered that not so wonderful afternoon.

"Go."

Shout!

The flying sword swept through the sky, passing through an empty sky, blood blooming, and two severed corpses and internal organs fell from the sky.

Before falling to the surface of the sea, countless blue sword qi erupted, turning flesh and bones into pieces.

The Xiao Yuan Cishan magic weapon that was about to be suppressed lost all its aura and fell to the surface of the sea.

"Why ......"

Li Tie only had one head left, and he said unwillingly.

sword intent induction locking,

Mere stealth doesn't do anything.

……

"This is ......"

In the Sky Heliship of Xiandu, Huang Mao's expression was hesitant, and from time to time a little bit of terrifying killing intent emanated, and then turned into doubt, and the two extremely contradictory states alternated.

"Senpai!"

Dinghai Zhenjun broke out in a cold sweat: "I searched in the library, and the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's "Great Sun Sword Refining Sword Method" has been deciphered by Xianmen, and there is a possibility of cultivation. ”

"Don't let your Helicarrier's main guns bombard Banyan City, old man."

This kind of old monk has experienced unimaginable cruel genocidal wars, and has come from the bloody storm, and his nervous reflexes are incredibly sharp, and many combat actions are simply subconscious and difficult to control.

"You didn't say it sooner!"

"Lao Tzu thought that he had caught a great skill of a big day sword!"

The terrifying killing intent around Huang Mao disappeared, and he scolded.

……

Shout!

With a single sword, he slashed an invisible ninth-level Qi cultivator, and the flying sword returned.

Bite!

"You're in the top thirty of the 11127 Cold Weapon Exam."

The mechanical sound of the array spirit was heard.

"Xianmen, is it weaker in terms of cold weapons?"

Jiang Ding hesitated.

No matter what the enemy is in the Qi training period, it is a sword through, there is nothing left, it is useless to dodge, it is useless to defend, and one move is a second.

Of course, maybe it's not a challenge to skip the level.

Although the "Eagle Take-off Sword Technique" is a martial arts internal skill, but when cultivated to the innate level, the true qi can actually be compared with the lowest level of 'decision' level exercises.

It's just that it still can't solve the innate disadvantage of long-range killing of immortal cultivators, which is why it is despised by immortal cultivators.

Now solve the problem of long-range attacks with a hundred-step flying sword, and the disadvantage is no longer a disadvantage.

Other words

Jiang Ding can be regarded as a ninth-level peak immortal cultivator who cultivates the lowest level of 'decision' level exercises.

"Sixty-second round, Xu Jiannian."

Jiang Ding's heart shook slightly.

Finally, a famous figure came, Xianmen Tianjiao.

Xu Jiannian!

The boss of Xu Da Group, the son of Tianfang Zhenjun, a second-order war commander, born in the middle school affiliated to Changbai University, and cultivated at the peak of qi.

Even if the other party is only sixteen years old and has not yet gone to university, what he is cultivating is by no means the lowest level of 'decision' level exercises.

"Your talent for cold weapons is very good."

A handsome teenager stepped out of the white light, with a condescending connotation by nature, as if all his peers should get used to bowing down in front of him.

"It's a pity that cold weapons are just small paths and insignificant."

Jiang Ding was a little uncomfortable.

Not because of his words.

is the other party's eyes that look at commoners, which are somewhat similar to the nobles of Tang Wang and other feudal societies.

If Tang Wang looked at him with this kind of look,

He doesn't get angry,

There will be no psychological fluctuations.

But to be looked at by a citizen of Xianmen with this kind of eyes, it is not good.

"Please."

Jiang Ding said in a deep voice.

Complex mental activities are hidden, giving respect to a true Xianmen Tianjiao.

"That's fine."

Xu Jianian shook his head, as if he felt that it was a bit of a loss to say more, his sleeves shook, and a series of eighteen stone tablets were spread out, and the breaths were connected, forming a complex formation, and the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him was suppressed.

Shout!

The azure flying sword slashed through a rainbow light, and it was always cut directly through, without any bells and whistles.

Zizi!

The blue flying sword, which has been unbreakable since the sword came out, has encountered obstacles.

The lines of the formation between the eighteen stone tablets loomed, and a shield several feet long was born out of thin air, and the flying sword pierced into it, constantly penetrating the layers of shields, but the other party re-emerged, endlessly.

In desperation, he could only turn around and shoot out at an angle, hovering in the sky.

Of course, this is a situation where the Broken Immortal Gold is not revealed.

There is no room for extinguishment.

"Second-Order Formation!"

"Eighteen magic weapon embryos connected by heart!"

Jiang Ding blurted out.

He stared solemnly at the handsome young man surrounded by eighteen stone tablets in the sky, and was shocked by the wealth and talent of the son of Yuanying Zhenjun.

This kind of person has the ability to build a foundation alone.

(End of chapter)