There is an extremely clear stream flowing in the Xiaojianyuan Creek, but there is a layer of aura hazy on the stream, blocking people's vision and making people unable to see the situation in the stream.

Chen Mingzhi sat on the lotus leaf and could feel the sword intent coming from the small sword abyss stream.

The sword intent that came out of this small sword abyss stream was very chaotic, but each sword intent was extremely pure, and it was worthy of being left by all the sword masters who came to return to Yunshan Villa.

The sword intent in this little sword abyss stream has been harassing the people sitting on the little sword abyss stream, making them unable to sit steadily.

If you want to sit more securely, you have to resist the sword intent coming from these small sword streams first.

This is also a trial, if you can't even sit down with this lotus leaf, you won't be able to participate in the kendo meeting.

Chen Mingzhi sat for a long time before he resisted the pinprick sensation coming from under his buttocks.

He looked at Chu Sixiang, the once-in-a-millennium sword genius from the Qingshan Sword Sect was surrounded by the sword intent in the stream of many small swords at this time, and these Ling people's sword intents were as docile as a child by Chu Sixiang's side.

A moving figure fell from the sky, and the delicate bare feet lightly touched the small sword abyss stream, and the sword intent that came with the movement hurriedly dispersed at the feet, not daring to approach her.

Chen Mingzhi looked over, this person who fell from the sky was Lu Cha.

Ritsucha looked at Chen Mingzhi with a smile, and Chen Mingzhi also responded to Richa with a smile.

In the eyes of others, the friendship between the two sisters seems to be good.

"The kendo theory will start now, and the discussion will be divided into three tests, namely the thorn fish, the plum point, and the splash ink. ”

"The top three in this meeting can all get the qualification to observe the Sword Intent Stone of the Qingshan Sword Sect!"

After listening to Richa's words, Chen Mingzhi was stunned, he originally just wanted to come and learn from a sword cultivator like the Qingshan Sword Sect, but he didn't expect to encounter such a big gift.

The Sword Intent Stone is a sacred relic of the Qingshan Sword Sect, and there is the sword intent left by every sword master of the Qingshan Sword Sect in the past dynasties, including several sword immortals who went out from the Qingshan Sword Sect.

If you can observe this sword intent stone, it is indeed a great blessing for those who cultivate the sword.

When Chen Mingzhi thought of this, he suddenly looked at Chu Sixiang, the sword genius with a lazy overall temperament should have already observed the sword intent stone.

Chen Mingzhi heard that the sword intent stone could only be observed by those who had made a full contribution to the Qingshan Sword Sect, because if someone sensed a certain sword intent above, the sword intent on it would fade and eventually disappear.

Chu Sixiang is such a genius, I think that the Qingshan Sword Sect, which regards her as a treasure, will open a back door for her.

The first trial of the kendo society, "Thorn Fish", was ready to start after Ritsucha was announced.

Chen Mingzhi was a little nervous, if he wanted to say that he was confident that he would be able to win the top three among these people in terms of cultivation and fighting, but he was very nervous about this sword path.

Chen Mingzhi had seen too few sword cultivators, and he didn't know what level his sword was, and when he didn't have this reward for observing the sword intent stone, Chen Mingzhi didn't feel nervous, after all, the ranking didn't matter.

Now that the boiled duck is right in front of you, you can't let it fly away in vain.

Chen Mingzhi settled his mind, Zixiao appeared in his hand, and Chen Mingzhi unconsciously ran the "Nine Heavens Heavenly Clear Formula", trying to calm his mind.

First try, stinging fish.

A red spirit fish suddenly jumped up from this small Jianyuan stream, forming a red fish bridge on the small Jianyuan stream.

The crystal water droplets were carried in the air by the spirit fish, like pearls.

As long as you look closely, these red fish have a piece of golden scales on their bodies, and this stinging fish is going to pierce the golden scales on this fish with a sword.

Whether it's a fish leaping in the air or a fish underwater.

If you want to accurately prick a scale on an ordinary fish, then a martial arts master in the mortal world can do it.

However, this fish is a native of the small Jianyuan Creek, swimming around in this stream full of sword intent all day long, and their bodies have already carried part of the sword intent in this Jianyuan Creek.

The mediocre sword Xiu Mo said that it was the golden scales that pierced their bodies, even if they only wanted to pierce the red fish, it was impossible.

A group of red fish jumped high in front of Chen Mingzhi, as if there was a dragon gate waiting for them in front of them.

Chen Mingzhi narrowed his eyes and aimed at the golden scales on a red fish, and the Zixiao Sword in his hand stabbed out.

A domineering sword intent burst out from the body of this red fish, and the whole body was moved, and all the sword intent carried by this group of red fish was released.

In an instant, it was as if hundreds of swords were stabbing towards Chen Mingzhi one by one.

The sword intent carried by a group of red fish bounced back the Zixiao in Chen Mingzhi's hand, and almost caused Chen Mingzhi to fall into the water.

At the same time, hundreds of sword qi slashed past Chen Mingzhi's side, cutting a plum blossom tree behind him into countless segments at once.

The group of red fish shook their bodies in the air, shaking off the droplets on their bodies, and glowing with confidence in the sun.

Chen Mingzhi stabilized his body and looked at his trembling hand holding the sword.

The sword intent on this group of red fish is really very powerful, and the hundreds of sword intents are all different, domineering, cold, gloomy, and blazing......

Even if Chen Mingzhi wanted to defend, he couldn't do it.

Chen Mingzhi looked at Chu Sixiang.

Chu Sixiang, who was wearing wide clothes and sitting on the lotus leaf, waved the spirit sword in his hand lightly in a group of red fish, and the golden scales on the red fish fell off from his body in unison, forming a beautiful golden curtain in the air.

These red fish still swam happily when they fell into the water, but Chu Sixiang's sword pierced the golden scales but did not hurt the red fish in the slightest.

Those spectators also noticed Chu Sixiang's slight wave, and they all showed amazing expressions, they were afraid of disturbing the competition in the stream, and they all heard and discussed the sword just now.

Some sword cultivators who had been famous for a long time were wondering if they could also wield such a chic and delicate sword at this time.

Chen Mingzhi had to admit that Chu Sixiang's kendo talent was incomparable, and the sword she had just now, Chen Mingzhi couldn't use it even if he tried his best.

He had to come up with a way to break through the sword intent of those red fish.

Chen Mingzhi took a deep breath and kept looking at the stream quietly, without any movement.

In addition to Chu Sixiang, Chen Mingzhi also received a lot of attention, and the reason was not because he was a disciple of the Xian'e Sect and was beautiful.

"Senior brother, this Chen Dongdong won't give up. The little fat man Wang Duobao said to Zhang Yiyi.

Zhang Yiyi shook his head, he didn't know.

All the spectators are worried about Chen Mingzhi, and no one wants this beautiful "girl" to be defeated without a single golden scale.

The first time I tried "Thorn Fish" was a stick of incense, and now this stick of incense has been half burned.

All the players of the Kendo Association except Chen Ming have already gained something, although they are not as busy with half a stick of incense as the golden scales pierced by Chu Sixiang's sword, but it is better than some people who have no gain at all.

No one can cut off the golden scales on a group of red fish with a single sword like Chu Sixiang, they are all steady.

Almost all of the other contestants focused on the leaping red fish, which each time they were able to stab at least five or six golden scales.

The exception is Gai Song, who pinched his fingers with his right hand and stabbed into the stream with his sword in his left hand.

Because of its distinctive swordsmanship, this Gaisong has also received a lot of attention.

However, now everyone is most concerned about Chen Mingzhi.

Almost everyone thought that Chen Mingzhi was going to give up this competition, and even Nangong Lu, who came with Chen Mingzhi, lost confidence in Chen Mingzhi.

In such a short period of time, except for Chu Sixiang, who could pierce the golden scales that caught up with the number of others.

Chu Sixiang only swung out three swords, and at this time, the golden scales full of golden scales around him had already closed his eyes and rested.

Chen Mingzhi kept staring at the surface of the water and didn't move, unknowingly thinking that he had been hit by the immobilization spell.

The incense placed by the stream burned some more, and Chen Mingzhi finally moved in the anxious waiting of everyone.

Chen Mingzhi just raised his head and shook his neck......

The spectators in the pavilion fell down at once.

Chen Mingzhi continued to stare at the water, and he also knew that his time was running out.

When there were more and more golden scales on the lotus leaves, and the incense by the stream was about to burn, the sword in Chen Mingzhi's hand finally moved.

A school of red fish also happened to jump out of the water.

Chen Mingzhi waved Zixiao and left a sword qi on the surface of the water, and lotus flowers turned into sword qi grew out of the stream.

Lotus flowers everywhere, this is the sword move that Ye Lily taught Chen Mingzhi.

The lotus flowers transformed by the sword qi stirred the sword intent in the stream, causing the sword intent in the stream to move with the flowing water, and suddenly dispersed the red fish that jumped into the air.

The red fish that leaped high were rushed higher by the sword intent, and the sword intent contained in their bodies was also dispersed from the stream.

Chen Mingzhi stabbed many swords at the red fish rolling in the air in an instant.

The purple glow carried by Zixiao spread all over the part of the sky where Chen Mingzhi was.

The spectators had not yet come to their senses because of Chen Mingzhi's sudden action, and at this time they saw such a fast sword.

The male monks present could hear the sound of their hearts pounding, the beautiful glow, the delicate countenance, the attentive expression, and the sword that was so fast that there was nothing to say were all heartwarming.

Chen Mingzhi's sword has only one word, that is, fast, and it is outrageously fast.

The fast sword is Chen Mingzhi's only advantage now, thanks to the eight tentacles of Zhang Gou, who accompanied him in sword practice.

The Zixiao Sword in Chen Mingzhi's hand seemed to have eaten a stimulant, frantically stabbing at the red fish in the air.

Patches of golden scales landed in the glow.

This sword is not as chic as Chu Sixiang, but it reveals a hint of madness, which makes people heartwarming and timid.

Water droplets, golden scales, and glow form a chaotic and abstract landscape.

Even Chu Sixiang looked over at Chen Mingzhi, and a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The Buhong in her hand reached into the stream, and carried the stream out of the water, and a group of red fish jumped out with Chu Sixiang's sword.

These red fish seemed to be obeying Chu Sixiang's command, and jumped towards Chen Mingzhi's side.

By this time, the incense by the stream was almost burned out.

Chen Mingzhi glanced at Chu Sixiang, and the Zixiao in his hand took the time to point to the water surface where the red fish was about to fall, and there were lotus flowers all over the place!

The red fish that was about to fall into the water suddenly jumped up again and jumped in front of Chen Mingzhi.

Chen Mingzhi stabbed the sword in his hand towards the group of red fish as if he had given birth to eight arms.

Pieces of golden scales are brushing and falling......

Finally, the incense burned out, and pieces of golden scales fell in the purple glow, and a bunch of golden scales also gathered on Chen Mingzhi's lotus leaves.

Chen Mingzhi let out a long breath, it was also the first time he had tried to stab such a fast sword in a row.

To be honest, Chen Mingzhi was tricky, he thought about it, and with his current sword cultivation as far as he could say, it would take too much time to break through the sword intent on this fish.

That's a thankless task.

Therefore, Chen Mingzhi spent a long time observing the flow of sword intent in the stream, using lotus flowers all over the ground to disturb the sword intent on the red fish's body, and then stabbing out a very dense sword by himself.

In this way, no matter whether he really breaks those sword intents or not, there will always be a gap to let his dense sword drill.

Well, casting a wide net is indeed a big trick to fishing.