"Haluha, you can't hide. ”

Ling Jian followed the sword, and the sword light kept circling around Miao Chong's body, like a jumping lightning, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Sonor!

For the first sword, Miao Chong's iron rod was blocked, causing Jian Yi's sword blade to deflect.

"Give it to me!"

At the moment when the two fought, Ling Jianyi flicked his left hand, and a black sword light as thick as a hair pierced the air, cutting off a few strands of Miao Chong's hair, and then pulled back.

"In the fourth game of the sixth round, Ling Jian won. ”

The referee elder glanced at Miao Chong, shook his head, and announced the result.

In this Inner Disciple Competition, these two dark horses seem to have a tendency to go black to the end, and they have defeated several top ten disciples of the Inner Sect in a row, and even the fifth and sixth in the last session are not their opponents.

This hasn't happened for several years.

"This style of fighting is really tough for opponents. ”

Under the stage, Qi Ying, He Yingdie and the others all frowned slightly, Ling Jianyi's fighting style was actually more like an assassin, the sub-sword and the mother sword were combined, and until now, no one seemed to have seen clearly how he used the second sword in an instant.

"If you can't stop his second sword, then there is only one way to die or lose. ”

Ling Jian jumped off the competition platform and looked at Luoyang with burning eyes.

"Brother Luo, I'm not a swordsman of Chu Chen's style, my "Shadowless Sword", do you have the confidence to stop it?"

Ling Jian Yi smiled, and his fighting spirit was extremely strong.

"Huh. Why stand in the way. ”

Luoyang glanced at Ling Jianyi and smiled faintly, in fact, to deal with an opponent of Ling Jianyi's style, as long as he finds the right way, it is not invincible.

But as long as you are faster and more ruthless than he draws his sword. Just ask. How did he have time to use his second sword?

"Really?"

Ling Jian raised his eyebrows and frowned: "Then I'll wait for Brother Luo to come and teach." ”

The 10 matches in the sixth round ended quickly, and until now, the winning streak is still maintained. There are only the last six people. They are Wang Baifeng, You Aoxiao, Yue Haoyi, Qi Ying, Luoyang and Ling Jianyi.

Until now. There are already six of the top ten disciples of the inner gate of the previous session who have been squeezed below by Luoyang and Ling Jianyi, and this year's top ten disciples of the inner door are destined to have two people out.

"There are also four rounds in the end. Before the 10th round, the final opponent should be decided. ”

As soon as he thought of this, all the disciples in the martial arts square became excited, and the next four rounds of the competition were definitely the top priority of this inner disciple competition.

"In the first game of the seventh round, Wang Baifeng vs. Yue Haoyi. ”

Rumble!

The words of the referee elder were like a bombshell, which led everyone below to boil, and they didn't expect it to be the first game of the seventh round, but it was actually the first and third duel of the last session.

"The duel between Senior Brother Wang Baifeng and Senior Brother Yue Haoyi is really exciting. Among our inner disciples, it has always been rumored that the strength of the two of them is actually comparable, but this time, we should be able to see what happens. ”

"Yue Haoyi, I know that your strength is actually very strong, but in front of me, I advise you not to hide any strength. ”

Wang Baifeng and Yue Hao stood on the competition platform, Wang Baifeng shook the spear in his hand, and said lightly.

Yue Hao smiled slightly: "Don't worry, in fact, I also want to see, after a year, how strong your marksmanship is, I believe that in the previous competition, you may not even use fifty percent of your strength, right?"

"Aren't you the same?"

"What, in the previous competition, they didn't even use fifty percent of their strength, but their opponents are not weak, and several of them are the top ten disciples of the inner sect in the previous session. ”

Among the disciples below, they were suddenly shocked, and they couldn't imagine that they were also the top ten disciples of the inner sect, such as Chen Zhan, and they couldn't even force fifty percent of the strength of these two people.

"The gap is too big, that's a fact. ”

Some people shook their heads and sighed, but Chen Zhan's face was quite unsightly.

"No more nonsense, let's do it. ”

Wang Baifeng has never been a mother-in-law, and suddenly, he launched an offensive and swept with one shot, bringing a golden whirlwind.

The strength of the qi is like the edge of a sword, and the inner disciples who are closer are like being pointed at their bodies with countless spears at the same time, and their skin hurts.

"The artistic conception of gold, but it is only half of the fire, it seems that Wang Baifeng has not moved the real character. ”

You Aoxiao stood under the stage with his arms crossed, it was necessary for him to take a closer look at this competition, because Wang Baifeng and Yue Haoyi's strength was really strong, and they had the qualifications to be valued by him.

"Fan Dance Peach Blossom!"

Yue Hao's face was solemn, and he suddenly folded the fan and shook it gently, and at the same time, his footwork changed continuously, his body was extremely beautiful, and the energy he swung out condensed into pieces of pink peach blossoms in mid-air.

"What a wonderful move. ”

"Senior Brother Yue Haoyi is simply too handsome. ”

Many of the female disciples below were dazzled and fascinated.

"Nymphomaniac. ”

There are also male disciples who sneer, Yue Haoyi's senior brother is strong in strength, what does it have to do with whether the moves are beautiful or not.

"Your artistic conception of wood should have comprehended the fire, Yue Haoyi, I advise you to go all out now, otherwise you won't have a chance. ”

"Hehe, you deal with my trick first. ”

Yue Hao's expression was awe-inspiring, and a fan was swung out, and in an instant, all the petals formed a whirlwind, trapping Wang Baifeng inside.

"Hey!"

Yue Hao snorted coldly one by one, and all the petals swirled, exuding the aura of broken gold and cracking stones, and struck towards Wang Baifeng in the center.

"Insect carving skills. ”

Wang Baifeng's face did not change, and suddenly he held the barrel of the gun in his hand and swept around in the air.

Bang bang!

The spear not only crushed all the petals, but even shot a golden spear. stabbed on Yue Haoyi's fan.

Sonor!

Yue Hao hurriedly blocked horizontally, but his figure couldn't stop retreating seven or eight steps in a row, and he snorted.

"As I said, if you don't give it your all, you don't really have a chance. ”

After Wang Baifeng forced Yue Haoyi back with one shot, he did not rush to attack again, but stood in place with his gun and glanced at Yue Hao lightly.

Yue Hao's face was solemn: "It seems that this year, your spear skills have improved by leaps and bounds." ”

After finishing speaking, Yue Haoyi suddenly took a deep breath.

"Seven Stars Crossing the Moon!"

This trick. Yue Haoyi is ready to go all out. Because Wang Baifeng's spear skills are really terrifying, it is also a half-fire artistic conception attack, but his own attack can be easily broken by the other party, and even can be counterattacked by him.

"Go!"

The iron fan connects the dots seven times in the air. Seven meteor-like rays of aura staggered out. Instantly sealed all of Wang Baifeng's retreats.

But at this time. Wang Baifeng shook his head.

"You've disappointed me so much, after a year, I can't imagine that your moves are still the same. ”

This trick. It's not that he hasn't seen it, in last year's ranking competition, Yue Haoyi once used this killer move.

"Broken!"

Wang Baifeng swiped a shot, and in an instant, countless spears were stabbed, and the artistic conception of gold in the spears was integrated into the half-fire, and the power was greatly increased.

Bang bang!

After seven explosions in a row, Yue Haoyi's attack was completely disintegrated, Wang Baifeng's eyes narrowed, and a shot was aimed directly at Yue Haoyi's chest.

Yue Hao smiled bitterly for a moment, he couldn't imagine that a year later, the gap between him and Wang Baifeng was already so big, and with all his strength, he couldn't force out the full strength of the other party.

"I throw in the towel. ”

Before the tip of the gun stabbed, Yue Hao smiled bitterly and announced that he would admit defeat.

"In the first game of the seventh round, Wang Baifeng won. ”

The referee elder nodded, and seemed to be very satisfied with Wang Baifeng's strength, and he also looked good at him.

"This Wang Baifeng is really getting more and more terrifying. ”

Qi Ying suddenly felt that Yue Haoyi's strength, she still knew a few points, and she was definitely not very sure about him, but she didn't expect that even he could not bring too much pressure to Wang Baifeng.

"Wang Baifeng's opponent can only be me, so you don't need to worry too much. ”

You Aoxiao is as arrogant as ever, it seems that this inner disciple competition is prepared for him and Wang Baifeng, and the first inner door of the last one may be born between the two of them.

After the first game of the seventh round, there were no more worthy of attention in seven consecutive games, but in this round, everyone seemed to have played a real fire, and everyone broke out with unprecedented strength for the most difficult points ranking, so the fight was quite intense.

In the ninth game of the seventh round, Luoyang faced Ling Jianyi.

"The duel of the swordsmen, this one is interesting. ”

"Ling Jianyi's swordsmanship is very strange, the son and mother are serial swords, this kind of blade is rare in Ximing Kingdom, and Ling Jianyi's swordsmanship is extremely high, this one is afraid that it is not easy to say who wins and who loses. ”

"Dealing with Ling Jianyi, even if he is stronger than him, he probably doesn't dare to say that he will win, after all, his "Shadowless Sword" is too difficult to prevent, and if he is not careful, he will catch a flaw, and one move will be fatal. ”

On the competition platform, Ling Jianyi smiled and pulled a sword flower.

"Our competition will end soon. ”

"Yes, it will be soon. ”

Luo Yang nodded, a swordsman of Ling Jianyi's style was not good at fighting protracted battles, and a lethal blow was his style.

"Without further ado, come on!

Ling Jianyi's body technique was also extremely clever, and in a flickering moment, he had already stepped forward, and a sword slashed obliquely, stabbing Luoyang's throat from a strange angle.

"Do you want to do it again?"

The corners of Luoyang's mouth hooked, and he quickly moved up with a faster body, and swept out with a sword.

"Phantom Sword Style!"

Dealing with an opponent like Ling Jianyi, if Luoyang doesn't want to expose all his strength, then he can only completely suppress him in terms of speed, whether it is the speed of the body or the speed of the sword, it is faster than him.

Snort!

This move "Phantom Sword Style" is only mediocre in power, but the swordsmanship is erratic, elusive, and has the meaning of surprise and unpreparedness.

"Hmph, you underestimate me too much, do you think I won't be able to use the second sword in this way?" (To be continued......

PS: There will be a change in the evening