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Each has a sword spirit, and both of them are staggered. In the blink of an eye, endless brilliance burst out. Tan Weiran did not hesitate, hugged Rui'er and quietly retreated, and one person next to him happened to retreat at the same time.

The two glanced at each other, quite sympathetic, and Tan Weiran took the lead in releasing kindness to this young man whose strength was definitely not bad, and who was also very judgmental: "In Xia Xu Weiran." ”

"Under Liu Qingfeng. The young man also smiled and said, "Brother, what do you think?" ”

"The wind blows the snow and wins. Tan Weiran smiled, and an unknown Zheng Chongnan, he believed that the invincible white-clothed swordsman Wind Wind Snow later.

Before this sound fell, the light and shadow in mid-air burst out in an instant, and after the smoke dissipated, Zheng Chongnan's body shot blood, falling into the river like a meteor, and exploding a monstrous splash. With a bang, countless people who were too close were involuntarily swept away by a circle of sword qi.

Among them, the one with a higher cultivation is even higher, and the one with a low cultivation is even more seriously injured and fell down on the spot by the sword qi.

The wind and snow slowly fell, and he said lightly: "I said, I can't take my hand." ”

With a cold shake of his wrist, a sword sank into the river. In an instant, with a slight twist and a poof, the entire river was divided into two, and Zheng Chongnan spewed a mouthful of blood, and his body was involuntarily killed by a sword and flew into the air.

The wind blew the snow coldly and drew the sword in his hand, and a sword swept away. The wind was fierce. Seeing that he was about to kill Zheng Chongnan, a big hand condensed out, suppressed the sword qi violently, and rescued Zheng Chongnan.

A looming figure, grabbing Zheng Chongnan, looked back at the wind and snow coldly, and seemed to write down this person. There is no restriction on killing people in martial arts battles. Killing is also not encouraged, and this move is justified.

A sword qi sneered and soared into the sky, slashing the afterimage into dispersion.

The wind blows the snow coldly, and the sword is put back into its sheath. said lightly: "Next time, I won't have such good luck." Leaving a snow-white back, full of arrogance and drifting away.

Tan Weiran and Liu Qingfeng looked at each other and smiled. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a shout: "Brother Xu." ”

At the martial arts conference, it is estimated that there are only a few people who know Tan Weiran, and Tan Weiran thought that it was not him who shouted. It wasn't until the man shouted and caught up that he was pleasantly surprised: "Brother Cheng, why are you here." ”

It was the Qingyin Wasteland, the Cheng Hu he met when he was a guard in the Feng family.

The straightforward Cheng Hu Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled: "I happen to want to ask you too." Go, drink and go, talk while drinking. ”

He invited Liu Qingfeng to go with him, and talked as he walked. Originally. This Cheng Hu was transferred away by the Feng family under the pretext of being exterminated. Cheng Hu is also smart, and he was reminded by Tan Weiran, so he resolutely fled in one go before the Feng family was poisoned.

The most rear. Managed to escape a small life.

As he walked, Cheng Hu gloated: "Brother Xu, you must not know the way, the Feng family was destroyed by King Mingyang, Ha Luha, you deserve it." "It seems that he escaped quickly. I don't know about the killing of King Mingyang.

Randomly find a restaurant to sit down, clink glasses with each other and take a sip of wine, talking about this martial arts conference, Liu Qingfeng shook his head: "I'm not here to participate in the martial arts exercise, I'm here to find someone." Brother Xu, what about you. ”

"I, wait for someone, find someone, whether to participate in the martial arts exercise, I haven't decided yet. Tan Weiran counted his fingers and sighed: "There are a lot of messy things. ”

Cheng Hu was surprised when he heard this, and sincerely advised: "Brother, you have great strength. Those who can participate in the martial arts conference are all geniuses. Lao Cheng, I don't have to be bad at asking myself, but compared with those people, there is a gap. Moreover, killing people is neither encouraged nor forbidden in the martial arts competition of this martial arts conference. ”

"Among these geniuses, there may be some masters who are easy to kill. If you want me to say, you can just participate in the literary competition, what is there to compare with those little cubs with backgrounds, if you lose, you may not be able to survive, and if you win, you may not be able to please. ”

Tan Weiran nodded, and after talking for a while, Liu Qingfeng looked preoccupied, and took the lead in saying goodbye to the two.

Seeing him leave, Cheng Hu sighed and said: "Brother Liu has a lot of trouble, most of them have a blood feud, and they are here to find someone to take revenge." I've seen a lot of things like this. Let's scatter and repair, be alone, and be at ease. ”

The good mood was no longer good, and after drinking for a while, they each told each other about the inn where they were staying, and they parted ways.

Rui'er dragged him and asked, "Brother, don't you participate in martial arts?"

"I didn't think about it. Tan Weiran pinched her face, and whether she participated or not, each had its own pros and cons: "Do you think I should participate?" ”

Rui'er held her little face with both hands, thought about it seriously, and pouted: "If my brother is powerful, I will participate." If it's not good, don't participate. ”

Tan Weiran couldn't help laughing, touched her head and said, "I, I should be able to enter the top thirty." ”

In fact, there is no ranking in the martial arts conference, and no official ranking is allowed. This kind of thing has always been a dead end, and it is taboo by all parties. Privately, verbally, it doesn't matter how you arrange it. There must be no official rankings.

Of course, it's a nature to be keen on ranking second, and no one can stop it. There is often a certain amount of private rankings that are passed on orally, at least the young martial artists who participate in the martial arts exercise are basically aware of it.

Young warriors are the period when their strength changes the fastest. In just half a year, there may be a sharp spike in strength. The ranking is secondary, which only represents the strength of the moment, and at best it is representative between one and three years.

Yes, the ranking itself is of little significance. There is no representation other than satisfying the vanity and pride of young people.

The first 30 is a rough estimate of what is not going on. It's not everyone's private ranking, this kind of private ranking is more affected by fame, and the top 30 are purely about strength.

If you don't use your magical powers, which is obviously not a young martial artist, it is conservatively estimated that you should be able to enter the top 30.

"Brother, you are so powerful, why are you not the first?" Rui'er pouted, dissatisfied with this number.

Tan Weiran smiled dumbly, this time the martial arts. There are several in the Spirit Realm alone. If you don't use your magical powers, you can't hope to get the first place.

He had a deep impression of this Xiaobuzhou Mountain martial arts exercise, but his impression came from other people, and he was not very familiar with the martial arts exercise itself. Wind Blowing Snow was later excavated from his personal experience, although Wind Blowing Snow was recognized as the highest achievement in this Xiaobuzhou Mountain martial arts exercise, it certainly did not rank in the top three.

If it's not a martial arts, it's a life-and-death fight. I'm definitely number one.

Talking about the future is not presumptuous, nor is it blindly arrogant. Being strong for a while does not mean being strong all the time. If you want to compete with those peerless geniuses on the same stage, you first need to make unremitting efforts and catch up with each other.

The wind and snow did not enter the top three, and the Blue Emperor who participated in the martial arts exercise in the central wasteland. also did not enter the top three. It doesn't mean anything, just look at it later.

Later, the top three martial arts performances in the two places were quickly overtaken by Emperor Qing, Fengxue and others in just three years. Competing with these peerless geniuses, that is not a moment of slackness.

After a while, Rui'er fell asleep.

Tan Weiran covered her with a quilt and practiced cross-legged. After practicing qi for a while, you will practice your skills in the courtyard for a while. After the last time, he was determined not to rush to fuse first, and to perfect the Tui Mo Fist and the Mo Heart Fist for the time being. Wait until the future to seek integration.

Concentrate on practicing for a while, and the wind of a move will blow the grass and trees.

Suddenly, Tan Weiran condensed the fist technique and quietly pushed it into the darkness.

Almost at the same time, a dark shadow suddenly flashed from the night sky. Electrifying moments. The two fists collided with each other, Tan Weiran snorted, and a majestic true qi surged, shocking him out of the air.

"It's a Spirit Wandering powerhouse!"

Tan Weiran was slightly surprised, and took advantage of the situation to pull Rui'er, who was sleeping heavily, and hid him in his arms, and involuntarily knocked the back wall of the inn into pieces and flew out of the hall in one fell swoop.

There was no one to take care of Rui'er. It's really inconvenient. Tan Weiran thought about it, he didn't go into the darkness, and his reflexive body was a claw, releasing a dark yellow smooth, and the earth-walking dragon claw hand bombarded a muffled thunder, and the fist intent was released.

and this masked man in the dark again a punch, Tan Weiran snorted, and in an instant turned into a wooden dragon claw hand. Turning a claw into a palm, he grabbed the opponent's fist, and the dark energy was like a steel needle stabbing at the opponent.

A punch staggered, and the dark energy hit the opponent's body, crackling and bursting, accompanied by the glow of the sun. The masked man and Tan Weiran each snorted, Rao is masked man has a golden body, but he only has a fourth-order, and he can only intercept part of the dark energy.

Tan Weiran hasn't decided for the time being, whether to participate in the martial arts exercise, so naturally he doesn't want to be too high-profile for the time being, so he chooses small close-quarters moves.

The masked man didn't seem to want to alarm others with this fight, and also chose a small range of melee combat.

After a few fights, Tan Weiran obviously fell into a disadvantage due to the gap in cultivation, but fortunately, he barely competed with the advantage of boxing, and he knew in his heart: "This person is a spiritual realm, and his boxing method is only six or seven percent of the fist intent, so it can be seen that he is not good at punching with his bare hands." ”

Another punch to each other, the fist intent staggered, causing a burst of thunder, Tan Weiran's mind turned: "This person's cultivation is higher than mine, and I obviously suffer a loss in close combat." ”

Reluctantly took the next punch, he couldn't bear the other party's majestic true qi, he snorted, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth: "Draw your sword?" No, it's too high-profile." ”

There are genius martial artists from the three hundred worlds gathered here, and there are always very few who can condense their spirits. Once he showed his sword spirit, it was difficult for him to keep a low profile.

"Mystic? "Normally, the secret technique can be used at most twice in a short period of time, and one is often the moment of life and death.

I didn't expect supernatural powers, and my heart was already moved before talking: "No, my physical strength has not been exerted at all...... How could I have forgotten this. ”

Concentrate, twist your body, and condense your strength to the fist.

True Qi was poured into the fist, mixed with the strength of the flesh, and it exploded instantly. Fighting with the masked man's punch, Tan Weiran, who didn't want to expose the sixth-order golden body, snorted, and the masked man's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and his two bodies retreated dozens of feet involuntarily.

"There's play. Tan Weiran's eyes lit up, he rubbed his body again, raised his hand, and once again bombarded with the strength of his body!

A move once again barely resisted, Tan Weiran and the masked man felt at the same time, and saw a number of figures appearing from the night before and after, and rushed over, sensing the battle here.

The masked man's eyes were full of coldness and regret, and he turned and disappeared into the darkness.

The corners of Tan Weiran's mouth curled slightly, revealing a hint of cold murderous intent.

I thought I wouldn't recognize you because I was masked?

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