Taiyi saw that the two senior brothers took their eyes back, so he nodded and said, "Since the two junior brothers have already known the rules, let's start." ”

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The two juniors replied together.

As soon as the two of them spoke, the white-robed Taoist stretched out his hand and patted it, and there was a buzz in the clothes bag behind him, and a white light flashed. The white-robed Taoist opened his hand to take the white light, and the white light was fixed in his hand, which turned out to be a long sword.

Strike first. The white-robed Taoist slashed with his sword, and the immortal qi resounded on the blade of the sword. The white-clothed Daoist took up the magic trick, his right hand shook a few times, and a few sword moves beckoned to the Black Fire Daoist.

The Black Fire Dao man was slightly stunned, he was really startled, and he turned around and jumped out of the range of sword moves in a few vertical steps. He didn't expect that this white-clothed Taoist couldn't help but say that he was making a move at the beginning, and he was defenseless.

Seeing this, the white-clothed Taoist smiled coldly, retracted his sword move, turned around and kicked straight over.

The yellow magic light attached to the feet, swift as the wind.

The Black Fire Dao man was busy dodging the sword moves, and he was kicked without paying attention, so he took advantage of the force of the kick and rolled to the side. Avoided a few sword qi of the original white-clothed Daoist.

Although this dodge is a good move, it is embarrassing in the eyes of everyone. The white-clothed Daoist took a few swords in his hand, and beat the black fire Daoist to the ground and fled.

Lingbao Archmage looked at it and smiled, "Although this white-clothed Taoist priest is one step faster, he is only a little indecisive when casting the spell and making the sword, and that kick is also very reserved. This gave the Black Fire Dao man a chance. The Black Fire Dao man seemed to be embarrassed, but he was really improvised, and it was harmless. “

The eyes of the senior brothers were very bright, and they secretly agreed with Lingbao's words, and they all watched the battle between the two junior brothers. This is not only the battle between the two senior brothers, but also the first confrontation between the two senior brothers' camps.

The Black Fire Dao man rolled to the side, his body was really embarrassed, but he was happy in his heart, and the secret Dao took a slight lead.

The white-clothed Daoist obviously didn't notice anything, but felt that this black fire Daoist who was a little wrong in the past was beaten by a few tricks he learned from Senior Brother Fuxian, so he was overjoyed, and waved his sword with his backhand, drawing a white light and flying away.

The Black Fire Daoist was secretly angry in his heart, this white-clothed Daoist would just strike first, and at this moment, he was so ignorant of how to attack, what kind of soft persimmon was I really pinching?

The Black Fire Daoist held the trick in his hand, and a puff of black smoke floated out of thin air, and he cast a spell to summon a magic staff.

The staff of the Black Fire Daoist blocked the front and pushed it up hard, just in time to hit the sword move. Barely parrying the sword.

Seeing that the long sword in his hand was blocked, the white-clothed Taoist did not panic, and swung out several swords in succession, all of which hit the staff. The Black Fire Dao man who was holding a staff was defeated and retreated one after another, and he only had the power to parry.

The face of the Black Fire Dao man remained unchanged, and the secret Dao in his heart only pretended to wait for this Dao person to come and faint, so he let him fall into my Dao technique and taste the bitterness. The Black Fire Dao people were defeated by the sword light all the way, and all the way quietly chanted spells in their mouths and quietly cast spells.

Many younger juniors and disciples are staring intently.

In the past three months, there have indeed been many junior brothers who have come to persuade them to join the camp of a certain senior brother, but these junior disciples do not know much about the Dao cultivation and other information of the senior brothers, so they all take advantage of this Dao conference to see clearly. So at this moment, the performance of the two senior brothers seems to have become a manifestation of the Dao law of the two camps.

At present, in the eyes of most junior disciples, it is obvious that this white-clothed Daoist is pressing the Black Fire Dao people to fight.

However, the senior brothers on the side were silent. With hundreds of years of Dao cultivation, you can naturally see that this Black Fire Dao person is not as unbearable as being beaten, on the contrary, this white-clothed Dao person has not achieved such a big advantage.

The next situation still depends on the strength of the Black Fire Dao people's counterattack before a conclusion can be made.

The white-clothed Daoist took out his sword one after another, and the mana on the blade of the sword sneered, which was extremely infiltrating. However, several swords were fired together, but there was no big gain except for the black fire Dao person who hit him and took a few steps back.

The white-clothed Daoist felt a slight feeling in his heart, slapped his pocket, took out another sword, danced with both swords, rushed forward with arrows, and used a few new tricks to slash at the staff that blocked the sword.

The senior brothers nodded secretly, and the secret path in their hearts was indeed a technique taught by the Fuxian Taoist.

The two long swords complement each other up and down, and make up for each other on the left and right, and the white-clothed Taoist wields it, which protects the whole body for thirty-six weeks, and makes the sword qi urged by mana to hula and hula in the air, looking from a distance, it is only two bright white lights flowing.

The Black Fire Dao people felt even more struggling, and their footsteps quickly moved in the direction they had envisioned, using a staff in one hand to resist the fierce sword momentum, and the other hand faintly doing something to the retreating ground.

"This swordsmanship is very powerful. Huanglong Daoist said to himself, "I really have some real skills." ”

"Oh?" Hearing this, the Lingbao Archmage turned around and said, "Hearing you say that, do you mean that this white-clothed junior brother has a higher chance of winning?"

Huanglong Daoist looked at the Lingbao Archmage and turned his head back to ask a question, so he nodded and said, "In terms of the power of this sword technique, it is indeed a high-level sword technique that can only be mastered by senior brothers, and it seems that this sword inheritor, Senior Brother Fuxian, has obviously integrated his own Dao into it a lot. ”

"Not bad!" Lingbao nodded.

"Even if this junior disciple has only learned one ten-thousandth of the charm, he must be a very powerful leader among the immortals in this earth. Counting it, my cultivation like him can't beat a fellow Daoist of the same level who has learned such swordsmanship. "Huanglong Daoist told the story.

Lingbao Archmage smiled and said, "Senior brother, there is nothing to question what you said. ”

"That ........"

"But....... Don't forget, this Black Fire Dao junior disciple also has the help of another Cihang junior disciple. Cihang Daoren's junior brother, but he is not a mediocre person. Lingbao Archmage reminded.

"Ah, that's right!" Huanglong Daoist sighed lightly and said, "I actually forgot about this. “

The Huanglong Daoist then shifted his gaze to the open space where the battle was fighting, and said, "Then this first battle will have to be fought well." ”

At this time, the Black Fire Dao man seemed to have been forced even worse, his steps changed rapidly, but he was still too far away from the place where he was standing, and he almost had nowhere to escape.

The sword momentum of the white-clothed Daoist became stronger and stronger, and finally at a certain point, the white light on the sword shone to the limit.

"You've been holding out long enough by now. You can rest assured that you will lose. The white-clothed Daoist snorted and said to the embarrassed Black Fire Daoist.

I saw that the white-clothed Daoist threw his two-handed long sword in front of the middle, and two thick red and white sword qi rolled from the sword to kill, and the huge tearing force tore the air and buzzed.

The overseer next to him had already begun to activate the mana in his hand, ready to stop it when he was fighting to the point of harming his life.