There was silence for a moment.

Many people looked at each other, not knowing why Xu Wu was so murderous when he came up today.

Originally, they still had the idea of going up to mix up with familiar faces, but now they are completely obedient to the audience.

The alias was not mixed, and his life was lost.

It's not worth it.

Qiye looked around the audience, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and his tone was indescribably mocking:

"Does no one dare to come to power?"

"Yesterday's words are still valid, if you feel that you can't beat me, you can go on stage together!"

"What a big breath!"

Tantai, who was already on fire, reprimanded tomorrow, and then said to Meng Yihao and Wei Chida on the side:

"Two, since people already look down on us so much, why bother to hold on for a little face, let's go together!"

As soon as he said this, Xie Chunqiu and the man in the iron mask couldn't help but glance at each other.

They really don't want any dough at all!

However, Xu Wu on the stage is really bold, how can he have the confidence to dare to invite the audience alone?

"Good!"

Meng Yihao and Wei Chida nodded as expected.

"Kill him first, and leave the rest to the disciples to decide. ”

"Fan!"

"Xu You!"

"Meng Tianran!"

"Master!"

However, the three disciples were obviously unwilling.

They are all the stars of tomorrow in the sect, and they have been sought after by their brothers since they were children, how can they bully more with less, which goes against the pride in their hearts.

In fact, yesterday they wanted to go to power.

Seeing the swordsman demeanor of Yi Jifeng and Xie Donglai, how could they have no idea in their hearts.

The swordsman is the proudest.

They are confident that the long sword in their hands will not be inferior to anyone.

It's a pity that they were forcibly suppressed by the master and elders, and they don't have the status of Yi Jifeng, and they don't have Xie Donglai's tendon temperament.

I had to hold back this breath secretly.

Prepare for your last day and prove yourself with strength.

But now they are being forced to fight more and less in a fair ring, which is really against their swordsman code.

"Do you want to disobey?"

"The old man's face has been ripped off and stepped on, what do you have to hold on to for your poor self-esteem?

Everything is important to the sect, and the sect has raised you for many years, is this how you repay now?

Come on stage and kill him!"

Tantai's face sank tomorrow.

The other two were also silent, looking at their own disciples, obviously with the same meaning.

"Good!"

Silence for a moment.

The first to promise is a handsome young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his image and temperament are quite in line with the description of swordsmen in the Jianghu script.

His name is Meng Haoran, the most outstanding descendant of the Sunset Sword Sect in this generation.

He suddenly smiled, bowed respectfully to Meng Yihao and said:

"Boss, I'm on stage. ”

With that, he lifted his long sword and walked slowly into the ring, step by step, slowly but firmly.

Meng Yihao's mouth opened, and a trace of remorse suddenly appeared in his heart, and a premonition in the dark told him that this stage and off the stage may really be the difference between life and death.

can not win the person on the stage, how to win the sixth sword, if you don't take the sixth sword, how to have a chance to obtain the heavenly sword.

If there was a Heavenly Sword, the Sunset Sword Sect would no longer be the top Sword Sect after the Wuyue Sword Sect, because it was originally a top Sword Sect!

In the future, the world's kendo should be respected by it!

In a trance, Meng Tianran had already come to power.

The other two also came to power, whether they were willing or not, the order of the sect could not be violated.

"Sunset Sword Sect, Meng Tianran. ”

"Snow Flower Sword Sect, Fan Fan. ”

"Worship the Sword Pavilion, Xu Yu. ”

"Please advise!"

Stage.

The three of them formed a three-talent formation, surrounding the seven nights in the center, faintly visible, four sword qi constantly colliding in the void, and the sound of agitation almost overflowed the ring.

Qiye nodded slightly: "Even if you still have a little guts." ”

Then he pulled out the long sword on the ground, it was just an ordinary stainless steel long sword, which he had exchanged for twenty taels of silver from a disciple of the Sword Sect.

In his eyes, a sword is a nameless weapon, and if it can kill, it is a good sword.

When he held the long sword in his hand, a wave of rolling momentum surged out, and the three people besieging on the stage only felt that their qi was oppressed layer by layer, forcing them to keep defending and retreating.

Just this time, they knew that this Xu Wu was an absolute rival.

However, there are three of them!

Boom!

The crisp sound of drawing a sword.

The three scabbards struck towards the Seven Nights like streamers.

At the same time, the three of them advanced with their swords, and at the same time as the footsteps sounded, the afterimage in the air had already appeared.

Although they had never cooperated before, or even communicated, the communication between top swordsmen, with a sword was enough.

All it takes is a look and a breath to know what the other party wants to do.

Three killing planes blocked the void and trapped the Seven Nights.

In front of all the sect elders, even if they wanted to show mercy to their subordinates, they couldn't do it, and the only thing they could do was to give him a good time.

As everyone knows, Seven Nights also thinks so.

Give them a treat!

Rumble!

A sword qi rushed into the sky, rolling up a violent wind, and the three sword scabbards that were fortunately streamers just now broke directly under the impact of this sword qi and flew out.

"Heart Sword!"

Qiye's eyes flashed, and the number of sword moves of the three of them became extremely clear at this moment.

The heart sword is not a move, but a realm, a state, in which the comprehension of all sword moves can be multiplied.

Commonly known as the realm of the sword heart and the clear mind.

However, it was only one day and two nights, and seven nights comprehended the heart sword, although it did not reach the consummation realm, but it can only be said that a pervert is a pervert, and it is not a direct hanging at all, and then it can be compared with unskilled waste slag.

"The sunset!"

"Wind and snow!"

"Sword Worship Style, Sword Three!"

Meng Tianran's sword turned into a long river, and on the vast yellow sand, a long meandering river flowed through, and at the end of the long river was a round of orange-red sun.

When the sun sets, life ends.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, using a sword to make it out must be a killer move, otherwise it will be meaningless.

And Fan Fan's sword is bloody and bloody, the sword light turns into a blood moon, and under the beautiful night, it is a killing sword.

There are three styles of sword worship in the Sword Worship Pavilion, and there are three swords of heaven, earth and man.

Worship the sword of heaven, know the heavenly machine, seek good fortune and avoid evil,

Worship the sword of the ground, be protected by the earth, and have unparalleled defense,

Worship the sword of others, practice your own body, and people will win the sky.

And what Xu Yu cultivates is the human sword, and the man will win the sky!

I saw that Xu You's true qi around his body exploded, wrapped him, mixed with sword qi and turned into a giant sword, and slashed towards Qiye.