Qingfeng Martial Academy's swordsmanship is light and agile, and it is clever to win, focusing on the subtle flaws and loopholes of the opponent, and in comparison, the requirements for Zhenyuan are a little worse.

Huang Chengyu has practiced for more than ten years, has been quite true, swordsmanship is quite proficient, he knows that if he fights the true yuan, he will definitely not be able to beat the other party, so he is ready to use his own strengths, attack the other's shortcomings, and want to rely on dazzling, dizzying swordsmanship, to find a chance to win.

The black-clothed disciple snorted coldly: "No matter how beautiful the swordsmanship is, it's just an embroidered pillow, and it's useless!"

As soon as the words fell, his body suddenly rose to the ground, and a misty sword light suddenly appeared from his hand, bringing out the remnants of the Dao Dao, pressing over like a huge wave hitting a stone, completely ignoring Huang Chengyu's attack.

The cyan sword light came to Huang Chengyu's face at an extremely fast speed, and the incomparably powerful cold sword intent actually suppressed all his sword moves and forced them to one place, if he didn't want to dodge, then he had to fight hard.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he immediately retracted his advancing figure, raised his arm and swung his sword, meeting the blue light. It's not that he doesn't want to dodge, but he doesn't dare to dodge, because he feels the serial killing intent hidden behind the other party's sword.

If you fight hard, you may just lose the opportunity and fall behind, but if you dodge, I am afraid that you will be more passive, and there will be no chance to fight back, so you can only let the other party do it.

Bai Rujia, the master of the courtyard who was watching the battle below, saw that the black-clothed disciple was mainly anti-guest as soon as he came into contact, and he had the upper hand, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, Huang Chengyu's strength He knew best, in the Qingfeng Martial Academy, although it was not the first, but it was definitely among the top five, it was such a strength, and he was still forced to take a defensive position before he made a move, it seems that in this battle, Huang Chengyu was in a bad situation.

The two swords intersected, and there was an immediate loud bang, and the surging wind formed a wave of dense qi visible to the naked eye, which dispersed around the two of them. Huang Chengyu suddenly felt that his whole body was sore, his breath was not smooth, and his arm holding the sword could barely be raised, and he stepped back seven or eight steps in a row, and his heart shook wildly.

Just as he was about to adjust the scattered and chaotic True Yuan, he suddenly felt that the top of his head was dark again, and the cyan sword light fell again, and in his busy schedule, he had to swing the sword again.

There was another loud bang, and this time, he retreated further, his sword almost unable to hold his grip, and sweat ran down his already pale cheeks.

However, the same situation played out again, and the black-clothed disciple didn't intend to give him a chance to breathe at all, and the third sword then slashed again.

At this moment, Huang Chengyu couldn't do it even if he wanted to, he held his right hand that had been shaken numb, joined forces with both hands, fought the remnants of the true yuan, and raised his sword to block it.

At the moment when the two swords intersected for the third time, the blue light on the black-clothed disciple's sword suddenly converged, pressing Huang Chengyu's sword, and fell directly on top of his head.

Huang Chengyu was shocked, if this really fell, his head would definitely become halved, he hurriedly tilted his head, and with a muffled sound, the two swords fell on his shoulders in an instant.

"Roar!"

Huang Chengyu felt the sharp pain coming from his shoulder, and couldn't help roaring, at this time, his face was facing downward, and suddenly he saw a foot flying quickly and kicking heavily on his lower abdomen.

An even more intense pain came from there, and at this moment, he felt as if his body was about to dissipate, and he spasmed unbearably, and his whole body flew upside down with this force, curling up and falling to the audience.

"Tut-tut, it seems that I overestimated you, three swords and one kick, barely four moves, maybe, I have to reassess my strength!haha......"

Looking at Huang Chengyu, who was vomiting blood and staggering on the ground, the arrogant laughter of the black-clothed disciple spread throughout the field again.

Of the people present, naturally there were many people who could easily defeat him, such as Hai Wuya, such as Xiao Bufan, as well as Bai Rujia, Luo Zhang and several other courtyard masters, but unfortunately, these people could not take the stage, so they could only stare dryly.

And those who are qualified to take the stage all understand the gap between themselves and the other party, except for the remaining two people in the Yunxiao Martial Academy who were stopped by Hai Wuya, no one wants to take their own humiliation, in order to be able to go to the first city, they can only pretend to be deaf and dumb, as if they didn't see it.

Lei Luo pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Didn't you win a battle, as for the virtue of no one in your eyes?"

This sentence was said to Dao Yuan, but the voice was slightly louder and was being blackened. Disciple Yi listened to it sincerely.

He turned his head suddenly, looked at Lei Luo coldly, and his voice was full of strange danger: "Only by chewing the root of people's tongues below will people be laughed at! It is better to go on stage and fight, so that you can show your brightness." ”

"Cut, you can go on what you say, you are the oldest!"

"Then shut up and talk less nonsense!"

"Hehe, I like to say, do you care!"

The black-clothed disciple glanced at Xiao Bufan next to him and said, "City Lord, I am fighting on behalf of the Canglin Martial Academy today, but this friend is relying on your protection and is so sneering at me, may I ask, in this case, can I invite him to fight?"

Xiao Bufan's eyes narrowed, and he said indifferently: "Young man, it's a good thing to compete with each other, but if you want to make a name for yourself, or if you have other intentions, it's another matter." ”

"I don't understand what the lord said. ”

The black-clothed disciple said: "I only know that if you swallow your anger and fear difficulties and strength, then you will lose the arrogance and courage that a person who practices martial arts should have.

What he said made a lot of sense, and it was not easy to answer, but the problem was that he shouldn't say it in this situation, because his target was Xiao Bufan.

No one would think that the black-clothed disciple was a fool, and there would be no fool in the world who had such a cultivation at a young age, so there was only one reason: he did it on purpose.

Lei Luo knew that in this case, even if Xiao Bufan was angry again, it would be inconvenient to scold him loudly, let alone teach him a lesson, otherwise, at least he would be called a big bully and narrow-minded, which would definitely be a big blow to his reputation.

Therefore, he immediately stood up from his chair and said, "What kind of identity is the city lord, if you want to ask for advice, then come over respectfully and salute, and show the respect you deserve, otherwise, you will not be there to talk crookedly! Since you want to fight with me, then I will give you this face, I just don't know if I am in this situation, whether it is in line with the rules!"

Dao Yuan vaguely understood what he meant when Lei Luo got up, and when he finally said this, he said in a low voice: "You are not his opponent...... Be careful. ”

Originally, at first, he didn't want Lei to fall into action, because he knew his strength best and didn't want him to get hurt. But Lei Luo's move, firstly, was to find a step for Xiao Bufan, and secondly, he said it in front of everyone, although he could forcibly stop it, but in Lei Luo's face, it was always a little unsightly.

Moreover, if there is really a fight, it may not be a bad thing for Lei Luo, as long as there is no major damage, it will inevitably be of great benefit to the improvement of his strength, so Dao Yuan did not stop it, but only told him to be careful.

Lei Luo laughed in a low voice: "Don't worry, the big deal is to be beaten, this deal is a good deal! Besides, since I was a child, I have been beaten less, and I have already practiced it." ”

The black-clothed disciple said: "If you want to give me face, then you need an identity, otherwise, you won't be able to get on this stage." ”

He deliberately accentuated the word identity, and the implication was naturally that the thunder was not weighty enough.

Lei Luo groaned slightly, looked at the nearby Hai Wuyan, and arched his hand: "Sea Courtyard Master, Lei Luo is brave, I want to use the identity of a disciple of your Academy, I don't know what you think?"

Hai Wuya said: "This is naturally no problem, but you ......"

The words were only half-spoken, but Lei Luo understood that Hai Wuya also knew that he was not the opponent of the black-clothed disciple.

"Haha, then thank you to the master!"

He didn't say anything more, and in the midst of laughter, he walked to the battle platform step by step with the Soul Breaker Spear.

Looking at the other party's disdainful expression, Lei Luo raised his eyebrows: "What, you also want to knock me off the stage within five moves?"

"Nope. The black-clothed disciple shook his head, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I'm going to keep you for a while longer, so that you know how serious the consequences of talking too much are!"

Lei Luo put the gun horizontally: "Then what's nonsense, come on!"

I don't know if it's because of the hatred of Lei Luo, or for some other reason, this time, the black-clothed disciple chose to take the lead.

Halfway through the person, the powerful sword intent completely locked the thunder, and the ubiquitous cyan sword light like a rain curtain fell overwhelmingly.

Thunder shook his arms, pulled out a dazzling spear flower, and fearlessly pounced on the cyan rain curtain, the cold light of the soul breaker gun flashed, and the cold air was pressing, trying to break through the thousands of rain curtains and find the source.

"Do you want to fight hard? Hmph, it's not that easy!"

The black-clothed disciple saw Lei Luo's intentions, and his sword move changed sharply, swinging the body of the spear, and slashing straight at his wrist.

If he fights hard, he is naturally not afraid of thunderfall, but he injured the enemy by 10,000 and lost 3,000 himself, he had already wasted part of his true yuan in the battle with Huang Chengyu before, and he was absolutely sure that he could get thunder fall at the moment, and the price was just a little bit of time, since this was the case, why should he be stupid and fight hard with thunder, he thought in his heart.

Lei Luo didn't expect the other party to hide, and even prepared to be injured, after seeing him change his moves, he immediately figured out the reason, but he also wanted to be sure again, so the soul breaker suddenly turned, flashed the blade, and the whole person pounced again.

When he saw the black-clothed disciple change his tricks again, he finally determined: It turns out that this guy really doesn't want to fight with me, since this is the case, then I have to fight with you for a few moves!

In this way, whenever the black-clothed disciple was about to be injured to the point of thunderfall, he was forced to change his moves by his almost rogue desperate posture.

The two of you went back and forth, fighting and flashing, and soon fought more than ten moves, and there were only a few slight sword marks on Lei Luo's body.

At this time, Lu Chengding, who was under the stage, raised his hand gently, as if he wanted to touch his hair, this move was very casual and natural, no one noticed, but the black-clothed disciples on the stage saw it, or rather, from the beginning, he paid attention to Lu Chengding's movements.

Seeing Lu Chengding's raised palm, when he waved his five fingers together, the attack of the black-clothed disciple also changed, becoming murderous and extremely tough.

Lei Luo immediately felt the change in the other party, but at this time, his person had just jumped off the ground, and was killing the other party with the posture of an evil eagle predator, when suddenly a cold feeling came to his face, and he secretly said something bad in his heart, and tried his best to withdraw the soul breaking spear that stabbed out, and he was the key point in his chest.