The crowd returned to the waiting area behind Ring 2 and waited quietly for the opening.

"Now I invite the first player from both sides to play in the singles match. ”

As soon as the hour came, the old monk appeared in the ring, and since he officially entered the game, there were fewer and fewer opening remarks before the game.

Lin Shuyao held her sword in her hand, raised her head, and walked out slowly.

"Wow!"

As soon as she appeared, there was a cheer below, since she appeared on the first day, she has a lot of popularity, and there are really a lot of people gathered here at this time, because of the ice spirit root, it is called the ice fairy by the monks below.

"Which one is this? The little monk looked at the people below.

"It should be Yang Zizhao. ”

"Why?" the little monk turned.

"Lin Shujiao was the first to play on the first day, if I would never let the monk of the Fire Spirit Root be the first to play, then there is a high probability that it will be one of the two people, Yang Zizhao and Yang Zijiang. According to the information, Yang Zijiang is the most withdrawn one, and this person is the one who took the lead and greeted us just now, and in terms of personality, he is most likely the boss. ”

"How do you know he's the one to greet him?" the little monk was like having a hundred thousand whys.

At this time, the audience had already started the game, and the monk was indeed Jin Linggen.

"The storage bags on these three people are not wearing the same degree, and the storage bags of the person we greeted are the latest, I said can you use your brain?" Mo Ghost looked at the little monk and smiled.

"Hehe, didn't I watch it carefully, watch the game, watch the game. ”

Mo Ghost shook his head, ignoring him, and watched the game below intently.

Yang Zizhao's moves are quite standard, and with Jin Linggen's sword aura, he also fights Lin Shuyao back and forth. After a brief trial, Lin Shuyao accelerated his offensive and gradually began to dominate the game. After the collision again, Lin Shuqiao took two steps back, but Yang Zizhao stumbled four or five steps.

Not letting go of this opportunity, Lin Shuqiao was full of momentum, and the sword move with sword intent was thrown over, Yang Zizhao was so shocked that he spit out a mouthful of blood, and when he didn't slow down, the next sword had already come, and he only had time to raise the sword, but he was still knocked out of the ring.

The audience below was silent for a while, and then erupted in deafening cheers, this was the first monk to use sword intent in this Qi Refining Period Exchange Conference!

"I've heard about it a long time ago, and now I see that this Lin Shuyao's sword intent has been used very skillfully, can you beat her?" Xi Mingtian's eyes smiled and looked at Lin Shuyao in the audience with appreciation, this person is really good, a little interesting.

"What if there is sword intent, the clouds are scattered and the wind is not something she can resist. ”

Lin Shumin's face was expressionless, her own sword intent was not cultivated, but the level of Yun Scattered Merry was much higher than all her moves, and with the support of her earth spirit body, she would not necessarily be defeated. What's more, the consumption of sword intent during the Qi refining period is extremely high on divine consciousness, and after she uses a set of sword moves, it must also be the limit, as long as she can resist, it is not certain who wins and who loses.

In the second scene, Yang Ziran's heart sank after seeing Huo Zijun come up. The order of Xiaoyao has changed, which means that Yang Zijiang will fight against that Guo Beiheng in the third game.

Huo Zijun, no matter who it was, picked up his sword and rushed over.

"Great, this is the fire spirit root, then you have a good fight for that water spirit root!" The little monk patted Guo Beiheng's shoulder, looking like I had high hopes for you.

Shen Kongming slapped his bald head and spun around like holding a ball.

"Watch the game!"

Huo Zijun in the audience was not polite at all, he came up to attack, his style has always been like this, plus Lei Linggen, his combat effectiveness has always been known as the first. Yang Zizhao is also a law cultivator, but the magic weapon is a sword, and the three brothers are like this, but this kind of pure sword cultivation has no advantage at all.

There are only basic spells in the Qi refining period, which are generally very weak, and only when they cooperate with the exercises in the foundation building period can they be more aggressive, so many Qi refining period law cultivation rely on magic weapons to fight. Among them, the monk who uses the sword as a magic weapon is most afraid of encountering a monk with pure attack power like Huo Zijun.

"This is obviously not as stable as the previous one, Huo Zijun has no problem. The little monk looked at it for a long time, "Isn't this going to win right away?"

Over there, Guo Beiheng was already preparing by the door.

Sure enough, it was just a cup of tea time, and Huo Zijun stepped down.

Entering the arena at the same time as Guo Beiheng, there was also a monk who walked up to the stage with his head down and the hilt of his sword, pursing his lips all the time, not even daring to look at Guo Beiheng, and his eyes kept glancing to the side.

"How can this person be more shy than Yifan. Shen Kongming held his face.

"People can't be disguised, he is recognized as the first in the whole Kunlun. ”

On the stage, the competition between the two sides has begun. Yang Zijiang also took out a sword, Guo Beiheng is a knife, all of them are Fa cultivation, and there is nothing to see in this time.

Yang Zijiang completely changed his appearance when he fought, his eyes were firm, and he knew that he was much stronger than his two elder brothers as soon as he made a move, and the splitting, stabbing, and picking of the shot were very standard. This also depends on talent, many people practice thousands of times without the standard of hundreds of times, Yang Zijiang's talent is obviously much better.

His sword is obviously the opposite of Huo Zijun, and there is a feeling of overcoming rigidity with softness.

The person in front of him no matter how he attacked, had a feeling of poking on the cotton, and it seemed that nothing could crush him, but what he was not afraid of was a long-term battle, so it was good to compare!

"This Yang Zijiang is good, he is the one I have ever seen who integrates spiritual power into sword qi most thoroughly. Shen Kongming looked at his sword, completely integrated into the advantages of the water spirit root, and it was varied.

Several people did not speak, and they all watched the game below.

After another confrontation, the two sides took two steps back, Guo Beiheng took the opportunity to open a distance, threw the knife, controlled it behind his back, and when he was a few steps away from Yang Zijiang, he split into three and stabbed at each key point.

"That's what he used to sneak up on me. Shen Kongming pursed his lips and took advantage of the gap he turned around to sneak attack.

"Are you embarrassed to say that you handed over your back to the enemy?" Mo Ghost was speechless when he heard the little monk's description later.

Guo Beiheng has already used this trick in the game, once by surprise, and the second time he will naturally be on guard.

Yang Zijiang obviously understood and did not panic.

As early as when Guo Beiheng threw out the flying knife, he actually put away his sword, pinched a law with both hands, and a huge water curtain appeared in front of him, and the flying knife could not take a step forward when it arrived. Yang Zijiang's arm swirled slightly, and the water curtain in front of him spiraled towards the opposite side, rolling his flying knife.

Guo Bei's face was dignified, and he built earthen walls with his backhand. But the water looked weak, but it kept passing through like an awl, splashing flying sand all over the ground. This ring is specially made, and the soil on it has been moved by the Yuanying monks, in order to give the earth spirit root monks room to play.

The flying knife returned to his hand, Guo Beiheng quickly closed it with the handle of the knife, looking like a fan, and with a slight turn, the flying knife also spiraled towards the water that had arrived.

The two phases collided, splashing countless water droplets, but when they landed, they disappeared without a trace.

On both sides of the ring, Guo Beiheng and Yang Zijiang were holding a knife and the other a sword, panting heavily.

They glanced at each other, and then shot at the same time.

The knife touched the sword, making a crisp sound, and a sword slashed past, and the other blocked in front of him.

Guo Beiheng gritted his teeth, poured the little spiritual power left into the knife, divided the knife in front of him into two, and the other knife turned in a circle and stabbed towards Yang Zijiang's lower abdomen. Yang Zijiang was not slow to react, and quickly retreated, sweeping a sword towards the sword that was sneaking up below.

Guo Beiheng did not intend to miss this opportunity and followed the past.

Holding the main knife in his hand, his divine sense controlled the secondary knife, stabbing in both directions, without giving a chance.

"Getaway. ”

With this order, the two knives against Yang Zijiang quickly merged into one and fell to the ground. Guo Beiheng quickly swallowed a few pills, relieved himself for a few breaths, took a deep breath, put the knife into the storage bag, and turned back to the waiting area.

"Are you alright?" asked as everyone gathered around him, looking at his face and frowning.

"Condensing Pill, Moistening Pulse Pill and Returning Qi Pill. Jiang Yingxiang handed over the elixir she had made, the elixir refined with different fire, and it was still of the highest grade, and the effect was much better than that of ordinary people.

"Thank you. Guo Beiheng was not polite, and took it and went up to the lounge to meditate and recover.

This blow seems simple, but in fact, it is almost overdrawing spiritual power, and there is a faint pain in the meridians. Dividing the knife into one already consumes a lot of spiritual power, and with the later divine consciousness control, the whole body is trembling after the fight.

"When did his divine sense become so strong?" Shen Kongming asked, looking at his back as he went up.

"I don't know, Divine Sense Control is not something that can be practiced overnight. "Mo Ghost was also surprised, her own divine sense was not weak, and she was also practicing controlling things, but it was still difficult to control the attack of magic weapons like him.

What she saw just now was clear, because of the previous consumption, Guo Beiheng's spiritual power had reached the limit, and he couldn't control the other knife at all, he completely used his divine sense.

Mo Ghost frowned to death, wouldn't he be hurt if he controlled it with his divine sense?

"No matter, let's just win anyway, let's go, it's time for us to play!" Shen Kongming pulled Mo Ghost and walked to the stage.

Retract your thoughts, go ahead, and play this game first.

Guo Beiheng had a miserable white face, slowly walked into the lounge, closed the door and could no longer hold on to his knees, his hands pressed his head tightly, the tingling pain in his head almost made him unbearable, he was still reckless.

He has practiced for several years in the control of divine sense, and he has also succeeded in controlling magic weapons, but he has never been used in a fight like this, and he persevered today, just to win this game, he didn't want to be said to be because of Shen Kongming's mistake to get this opportunity, he had to prove that he was capable of representing Xiaoyao! Now it is Kunlun, if he can't win, what face will he have to continue fighting?

Tomorrow is Tongguan, and I can hold on with my teeth gritted. The last day will only be against Shake Light, he still has time to recover, he must have time!

Filtering these thoughts and suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Guo Beiheng trembled and took out Jiang Yingxiang's elixir, stuffed it into his mouth in one go, and could no longer support his coma.