"Qingyun Sword Gate, Xu Wu?"

Tie Ao muttered secretly, feeling as if he had heard the name somewhere.

However, he has a lot of opportunities, and he has handled countless files, where would he think that there was once an insignificant small sect that was wiped out, and the closed disciple of its head was called Xu Wu.

But he still glanced at Jiang Ping next to him suspiciously.

Although he couldn't say that there was anything wrong, with his sense of smell, he could find that Jiang Ping's aura had changed since Xu Wu appeared.

It's like a backer, and he looks very confident.

What the heck?

How could such a ridiculous idea come up with yourself?

If you want to talk about backers, he is now his biggest backer.

Just with the two great masters next to him, the Wuyue Sword Alliance, which is as strong as a forest, is still a little bit not enough.

And Jiang Ping's brain has been a little down since the young man on the stage said the words 'Qingyun Sword Gate, Xu Wu'.

Seven Nights!

How did he end up here?

According to the plot of the previous life, Qiye didn't know where to play at this time.

As for why he was so sure that this Xu Noon was seven nights.

Qingyun Sword Gate, Xu Wu's words are enough.

Apparently Brother Seven Nights is giving him a signal.

What's more, only Brother Qiye can be so domineering on stage to fight the whole audience, and ordinary people really don't have this temperament.

Look, how handsome!

And Brother Seven Nights should be disguised, otherwise, the light will definitely be ten percent stronger.

However, since Qiye has gone out of the mountain, it seems that his magic skills in the Demon Gate have been completed.

Well, a great grandmaster is absolutely indispensable.

After all, even he can break through casually, and it is not easy for Seven Nights.

For Qiye, Jiang Ping has much more confidence in himself than he does.

Now, I'm just waiting to see a good show.

Although the plot is off track, Jiang Ping is happy to hear about it, he can't get the Heavenly Sword, and it would be good if Brother Qiye got the Heavenly Sword.

After all, there is not much difference between the two.

And for seven nights here, his safety has been greatly improved.

He knew how terrifying the seven nights of entering the realm of the Great Grandmaster were, and it was also a thing that happened from time to time when he was fighting against the myth of martial arts at his peak.

Although Qiye is definitely not at his peak now, he is definitely much stronger than the two weak chickens beside him who have just entered the Great Grandmaster.

Maybe you can even wrestle with Tie Ao.

Thinking about it, the corners of Jiang Ping's mouth couldn't help but be happy.

"What were you just thinking?"

Tie Ao, who has been paying attention to Jiang Ping, feels that there must be something wrong with him and this Xu Wu.

Of course, he didn't expect to ask anything, he just wanted to see Jiang Ping's reaction to deduce something.

Jiang Ping was stunned for a moment and said:

"I think my daughter-in-law, you also have an opinion on this. ”

Tie Ao: "......"

Made, every time he gets down to business, he uses his daughter as a shield, believe it or not, he goes back and has two more!

Forget it, there's one that's bad enough.

Tie Ao sighed helplessly in his heart, and then turned his head angrily.

From Jiang Ping's point of view, he can't get any useful information, so let's look at it from this Xu Wu.

......

Stage.

Xu Wu has already faced his second opponent.

"Snowflake Sword Sect, Ning Xuan, please advise. ”

This is a female swordsman, with a delicate goose egg face full of cold fan, a long skirt like snow, long hair like a waterfall, soft and silky, and a tall and outstanding figure.

With the otherworldly temperament on his body, just standing there, there is a dazzling light.

It's as if she was supposed to be a fairy in the sky, but she just fell to the mortal dust by accident.

So as soon as she took the stage, cheers rang out from the audience:

"Fairy Ning, you are the most beautiful!"

"Come on, senior sister, I'm Xiao Ming!Look at me!!"

"Ah, I'm going to die, my goddess is on the field!"

"The guy on the other side, when he sees my fairy, don't hurry up and surrender!"

......

Even if the people in the audience are all elites of various sects, and the martial arts realm grandmasters have started, they are still young people in the end, and when they see the woman they like, they still can't help but support and cheer.

If it weren't for the many bigwigs on the field watching, maybe someone would have come up to besiege Xu Wu and escort his own goddess to win the first place.

Listening to the piercing cheers below, Xu Wu's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly towards the female swordsman:

"It seems that you are very popular. ”

Ning Xuan somehow, when she saw Xu afternoon, her heart couldn't help but shake.

Obviously, the man opposite is not very handsome, but she finds it particularly attractive.

Especially those indifferent eyes, like a whirlpool, deeply attracted and devoured her.

So when she heard Xu Wu's voice, she was still a little stunned:

"Huh?"

Disheveled!

Xu Wu shook his head and slapped it with a palm.

Originally, she was so popular, and I wanted to give her a decent defeat and reduce some trouble for myself.

However, he had just found out that this woman seemed to have something wrong with her head, so he didn't need to make it too troublesome, so as not to make it more troublesome.

As for Ning Xuan, he didn't even resist, so he was directly knocked off the stage by a force.

She lay on the ground for a few moments before she realized she seemed defeated.

But it was also the first time she found out that it was not a big deal to lose.

A group of indignant male swordsmen surrounded him, and said with concern:

"Fairy, are you alright?"

"Fairy fairy, let me see if you are injured, he is not a man at all, and he can't bear to do it to the fairy!"

"Ah, Fairy Ning, seeing you hurt, my heart seems to be broken. ”

......

The normally comfortable-sounding voice became harsh at the moment.

Ning Xuan expressionlessly pushed away the crowd around her and walked towards her master's door, but she couldn't help but glance back at Xu Wu on the stage.

Why is he so handsome even beating me, what to do, a little heartbroken.

"You don't give Ning Xuan face so much, be careful to take on the challenge of her fanatical suitors. ”

Stage.

Xu Wu soon ushered in his third opponent.

There is no concept of intermission.

If you can't hold it, you're defeated.

However, everyone still talks about face, and will give the opponent a time to rest, usually about a stick of incense, which can be regarded as an unspoken rule of the rivers and lakes.

Of course, if someone shamelessly takes the stage again and again, it is theoretically allowed.

It's just that the people present are not people with heads and faces, and if they really want to do such a bad thing, they will have no face in front of their fellow martial artists in the future.

"Bai Sword Pavilion, Guo Jin, I know I can't beat you, so please make a move later.

I'm just a pawn, exploring the way for my big brother, and this time he's the protagonist. ”