Chapter 9 Rehearsal

Han Xuanming walked up to the martial arts arena, and at this time, the person standing opposite him, named Jiang Yiming, was a disciple from Kaiyang.

The spring smoke dots the eyes and ink thrushes, and the skin is like frost and white snowdrifts.

Dressed in moon white, a little elegant, his face is quiet and leisurely, and his expression is indifferent. Langyi is dusty, free and easy, with a temperament that transcends his age.

The figure is long, the instrument is lofty, a plain robe, the ochre belt is wrapped, and the waist is hung with a white jade exquisite pendant, and the jade pendant is hung with blue indigo and blue spikes.

The young man held the sword in one hand, held the sword and saluted: "Senior brother, please give advice!"

Han Xuanming returned the salute and said, "Senior brother, please advise!"

"This feast was specially prepared for you, but it's a pity that you can't enjoy it now. Off the field, looking at Han Xuanming, the eyes of the snow were dewy, revealing a moment of gentleness.

"The storm has risen, this turmoil will never be the end, what I want to do is still to disturb this pool of water. ”

Xue Linglu whispered to herself: "Okay, I'm going to leave for a while to prepare for the next thing, so I'm not here, and I'll continue to accompany you." ”

On the other side, in the stands of the martial arts arena, the elders of the Seven Star Gate sat upright, looking at the two people on the field, and there were many discussions.

"This Jiang Yiming is a closed disciple of my Kaiyang Chuangong Elder, and he is very intelligent and intelligent. Elder Kaiyang was proud, his eyes full of expectations.

"This kid, although he has just started his career, has already broken into the sky, surpassed many of his senior brothers, and obtained the qualification to participate in the war, in my opinion, he will definitely be able to win!" said Elder Kaiyang, and on weekdays, that kind of irritable temper disappeared.

Elder Tianji, with a pair of small eyes squinting slightly, smiled brightly, and said, "That Han Xuanming, it is said that it is because of his senior brother's serious illness that he has the opportunity to play, presumably, there is not much chance of winning." ”

The Great Elder shook his head and said, "The competition has not started yet, who can know the final result?" ”

On the field, a battle has begun.

Jiang Yiming stretched out his arms and rushed forward, the speed and strength were so great that the void was blurred. The long sword in his hand shot coldly, turned into a flash of lightning, and slashed towards Han Xuanming's chest.

Han Xuanming turned sideways to dodge, holding the silver spirit in his hand, and greeted the slashing long sword.

"Ding!"

With a flash of silver light, the two swords intersected, colliding with a series of electric sparks. Suddenly, the brilliant lightning shone in all directions, and the brilliant light impacted, forming a silver energy stream, which was extremely violent.

At the same time, Han Xuanming swung the silver spirit and slammed forward, the tip of the sword slashed, and the trajectory was gorgeous, leaving afterimages in the air one after another, like a large net shrouding forward, covering the sky.

Jiang Yiming's toes connected the dots, his body was as light and agile as a swallow, and he kept retreating. At the same time, in his hand, the long sword waved, colliding with the silver spirit one after another, and a sound like striking iron sounded.

In this battle, Han Xuanming didn't want to show the power of the silver spirit in front of so many people, and he was afraid that there would always be some people with poisonous eyes who could see the clues.

Fortunately, there is a seal on the silver spirit, and although the appearance is extraordinary, it is no different from an ordinary sword, and it is difficult for people to see it.

During the battle, Han Xuanming rushed while facing the opposite side: "Senior brother, it's just a retreat, but it can't defeat me." ”

"That'...... That's it!" Jiang Yiming was indifferent and began to fight back.

With a "bang", the long sword in Jiang Yiming's hand shook, shooting out a wave of terrifying aura. In the next moment, in front of Han Xuanming's eyes, an earth-shattering sword qi slashed and pressed towards the top of his head.

Han Xuanming raised his sword to meet the sky, and slashed out more than a dozen silver-white rainbows one after another, turning into a peerless sharp match, colliding with that sword qi.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", ......

Like the sound of ten thousand swords, like a volcanic eruption, the sword burst violently, flashing a blazing and dazzling brilliance, exploding in the sky, endless brilliant light, connected into one.

Jiang Yiming's black hair danced lightly, his eyes were extremely cool, and his whole body was shrouded in a dazzling clear light, undisturbed, walking in the sky, gradually approaching Han Xuanming's direction.

When he came to Han Xuanming, Jiang Yiming stabbed out with a sword, as if thousands of heavenly swords were swinging together, connecting into a sword net, piercing the void, and turning the place where Han Xuanming was standing into a sieve.

Han Xuanming was shot down by this move as if he was wet by the torrential rain, and then retreated several meters away.

Kankan stopped his figure, Han Xuanming raised his head suddenly, a cold lightning shot out of his eyes, as if he had substance, gritted his teeth and said to himself: "It can't go on like this, I want to win!"

Ruthlessly, Han Xuanming jumped and rose from the sky, like a big peng soaring into the sky.

In the air, Han Xuanming's whole body was blazing, and a silver glow shone, like a star about to break. The brilliance burned endlessly, like a huge wave rolling up the remnants of the clouds, rushing above the clouds.

"Boom!"

Han Xuanming held the sword in both hands, and the silver spirit burst out with divine might, like an immortal sun volley, brilliant sword light, breaking all obstacles and shining on the eternal sky.

The body and sword are one, and a shocking rainbow appears, invincible, enough to kill tens of millions of living beings, tear the void, and fall from the distant sky, indestructible and irresistible!

"Domineering! But, what's the use?" Jiang Yiming sighed lightly, didn't resist, just whispered to himself: "It's just a competition, why do you have to work so hard? What's more, today's protagonist is no longer you and me."

Jiang Yiming's body was like flying, he retreated to the ring, and said in the direction of the elders: "I am willing to admit defeat!"

In fact, Jiang Yiming may not be able to take this sword, but in today's competition, he has no intention of fighting for a long time and does not want to go all out.

This is a person who knows how to judge the situation, and what the current situation is, he knows very well in his heart, and he is not willing to spend more effort at all.

The triennial event of the Seven Star Gate, although it was extremely grand, had long since lost its original meaning and became the core of a battle.

Today's event, in the eyes of the next group of strong people, in front of visitors from all directions, in fact, is just a joke.

Why, then, did he have to stand in the center of this storm and be disturbed by it?

Jiang Yiming secretly looked around, looked at the black and oppressive crowd, and said with emotion: "The Seven Star Gate is in decline, no matter what shrimp soldiers and crab generals, they dare to bully the door, it's really a shame!"

"However, such days are coming to an end. The Divine Sword came out, this Heavenly Tribulation Sword can only be the stuff of my Seven Star Gate!" Jiang Yiming said secretly in his heart.

"One day, my Seven Star Gate will reach the peak of the Nine Heavens, and this day will not be too far away!" The indifference in his expression could never hide the heat in this young man's heart.

On the other side, on the martial arts field, seeing that Jiang Yiming had already admitted defeat, Han Xuanming put away his sword moves, fell from the sky, and almost fell. He used the silver spirit as a staff and held it hard, so that he did not really fall.

Han Xuanming sighed secretly in his heart: "It's so dangerous! However, I finally won! My cultivation is still too weak, although Jiang Yiming admits defeat, his strength is by no means weaker than mine." ”

"This kid, how can he admit defeat? With his strength, there should be no big problem if he takes this move and wins against that kid. Elder Kaiyang was displeased.

"This son is a real hero. Elder Tianquan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Elder Tianji frowned, glanced at Elder Kaiyang, and then looked at Jiang Yiming under the martial arts arena, and sighed: "It's a smart person, is it so?"

Seeing that the result had been decided, Elder Tianshu announced: "This contest will be won by Han Xuanming, who is shaking the light!

A fight was too fast, failed to set off any waves, and didn't even have any highlights, so it ended with Jiang Yiming's admission of defeat.

However, just as Elder Tianshu announced the results of the contest and announced the start of the contest, Seven Kills walked out of the crowd and attracted everyone's attention.

Dressed in red, it seems to be dyed with the blood of living beings, and it is terrible. Blood light appeared, and a bleak aura flowed faintly around him, making people tremble.

Looking in the direction of the elders, Seven Kills said coldly: "Enough, this farce should be over, such a disgusting competition is really defiling my eyes, I don't want to continue to endure it." ”

Seven Kills glanced around, and then, looking at the elders of the Seven Star Gate, their voices were as cold as hell killing gods, and said coldly: "I have been watching this scene with you for a long time, the main one...... It's time to make a debut......"

Elder Tianshu came over, glanced at Han Xuanming, signaled him to retreat, and then, in the direction of the Seven Killings, he saluted and smiled, and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

"I don't know?" Seven Kills stared at Elder Tianshu, a pair of bloody eyes, as if to penetrate people's souls, and said indifferently: "Old thing, don't pretend to be confused with us, you know the purpose of our coming here, right?"

Elder Tianshu asked rhetorically, "What are you here for, and how do you know about it?"

Hearing this, Seven Kills snorted coldly and said, "You don't know, okay! Then I'll tell you! Today, we are here, without exception, all for the Heavenly Tribulation Sword. ”

As soon as these words came out, someone in the crowd immediately responded loudly: "Yes! Today, we came to this kind of place where birds don't, and we all came to see the Heavenly Tribulation Sword!"

"Old fellow, quickly take out the Heavenly Tribulation Sword and let everyone see the style of the Excalibur!" someone shouted impatiently.

"Heavenly Tribulation Sword, the divine object of the Nine Heavens Continent, the virtuous live in it, and the Seven Star Gate He De, also want to take the treasure privately?

The voices of the people were loud, all of them were in the midst of the noise, and they were all arguing about the Heavenly Tribulation Sword.

Looking at the noisy crowd around him, Leng Yan took a few steps forward and confided a few words in a cold voice: "You have no other choice, hand over your sword!"

Leng Yu also stepped forward and walked behind Leng Yan. Although he didn't speak, the cold air around him and the gloomy expression already represented his attitude at this time.

Lan Xinyi looked like she was watching a play, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, walked to the martial arts arena, stopped in front of the Seven Kills, and said to Elder Tianshu: "These Seven Kills brothers, the character is like this, Elder Mo is strange." It's just that since the Seven Star Gate has this artifact, it shouldn't be hidden. ”

"Today, the heroes of the world gather, all come for this sword, no matter what, you, the Seven Star Gate, should also take out the things, so that everyone can see and understand together"

Although Lan Xinyi didn't turn around, she was speaking to everyone in the arena: "Everyone, isn't that the truth?"

"Hand over your sword!"

Off the field, there was an overwhelming shout.