"I'll meet you. ”

A sword light flew in, followed by a figure following closely behind, Zhu Bocheng saw this sword light, and knew who this person was.

"I didn't expect the young master of the Liedi Sect to come too. ”

"Hehe, if you have nothing to do, let's take a look. Lin Wen appeared on the competition platform, his fiery red hair shining very brightly in the sun.

"In that case, then you're welcome. I'm still looking forward to fighting you, Brother Lin. Zhu Bocheng arched his hand, and then drew his sword out of the sheath.

"Okay, let's try it over there, as a prelude to this proud meeting. Lin Wen laughed, took off his long sword, and fought with Zhu Bocheng who rushed forward.

"Interesting. Xia Fengye's eyes finally returned to the competition platform, "I didn't expect the famous Lin Wen to appear." ”

"Your Highness, this ......."

"It doesn't matter, even Lin Wen, who is famous for his swordsmanship, is not the opponent of this prince. Xia Fengye was full of confidence, "Okay, this prince also has to prepare, the appearance of the three major sects will speed up the end of this boring martial arts competition, then it will be up to this prince to end it." ”

On the stage, the two long swords continued to hand over, bursting out with sparks, Lin Wen's swordsmanship was famous among the three major sects, many disciples were defeated by his swordsmanship, and even the elders had to admit that his swordsmanship was sharp.

The more Zhu Bocheng hit, the more he felt powerless, Lin Wen's swordsmanship really lived up to his reputation, and every time he attacked, he could always find his gap to strike. His previous handy swordsmanship looked very jerky at this time.

"What does General Yuwen think?"

"That Lin Wen has also heard a little below, the swordsmanship can be described as superb, and in this competition, it should be that Lin Wen won. General Yuwen said lightly behind Du Cheng.

"Well, yes, I think he's okay. Yunyun, what do you think?"

"En......" Du Xiaoyun was absent-minded, she was anxious, why didn't that person appear?

Who is Du Cheng? A fool can't be a monarch, and Du Xiaoyun's performance at this moment naturally shows that she has something in her heart, and she seems to be waiting for someone. Who are you waiting for? Why didn't you come with you, it should be to protect in secret, after all, the reputation of Sanqingmen is here.

In an instant, Du Chengbian thought about a lot of things.

Back on the competition platform, in the face of Lin Wen's sharp swordsmanship, Zhu Bocheng resisted very hard, and finally he took a deep breath, blocked with a sword, and popped out with the impact, and stretched out his hand with a helpless smile:

"I abstain. ”

"Take, take!"

Seeing that Zhu Bocheng admitted defeat, Lin Wen's attitude was not as serious as that of the competition, and he immediately smiled and said.

"It's still Brother Lin's superb swordsmanship. ”

"Okay, Brother Zhu's strength is not weak, but the swordsmanship is not very proficient, after taking you to practice, how about we try it again?"

"Okay!" Zhu Bocheng nodded, isn't growth just in continuous competition?

"The two of you compete, why don't you add this prince?"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a person wearing a golden robe flew from above the crowd, his steps were light, and in the blink of an eye, he flew from the outermost part of the crowd to the stage.

"Is that him?" Du Cheng frowned.

"It turned out to be the crown prince of Eastern Xia, Xia Fengye. ”

Zhu Bocheng and Lin Wen saw that it was a summer night, and their faces changed slightly, but they still said hello.

"It's the prince Ben, that's right, the two of you have to try it just now? The prince also has this idea, why don't you add it?"

"That's a good thing. Zhu Bocheng was reluctant to offend this person.

"Yes. The same goes for Lin Wen.

This summer wind night is insidious and ruthless, he often hurts others in competitions, and is shamed by many people, but because of his identity, he is not only a disciple of the great elder of Fengyue Palace, but also the crown prince of the Eastern Xia Kingdom.

"Brother Lin, please!" Xia Fengye made a move, "Although my sword is not as good as your sword, I still want to ask for advice." ”

"Okay!" Lin Wen's face was ugly, and he couldn't hear the meaning of Xia Fengye's words.

"Look at the sword!"

Xia Fengye smiled and pulled out a sword and stabbed at Lin Wen. Although he didn't like Xia Fengye very much, Lin Wen took the competition very seriously, and when he saw Xia Fengye's sword stabbing him, he immediately drew his sword and fought with Xia Fengye.

Zhu Bocheng came down, looking at the sword Xia Feng Night's moves, every sword was stabbed at Lin Wen's vital point, and he couldn't help sighing, although Lin Wen's swordsmanship was sharp, but the swordsmanship of this Xia Feng Night was not bad, especially his swordsmanship was still the famous Tibetan sword, one sword hidden one sword, it was impossible to prevent it, I hope Lin Wen is fine.

"Brother Lin is good at swordsmanship!"

Xia Fengye laughed, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, he grinned, and attacked with a sword. Lin Wen dodged the sword, and the next moment a sword suddenly stabbed him, Lin Wen's pupils shrank, and he blocked it with the sword.

Is this the hidden sword technique? It's really insidious.

Lin Wen looked at the summer breeze night that was ready to go, and calmed down, he naturally knew that it was vicious, but he didn't expect to really fight and found that the degree of viciousness was far beyond his imagination. If he can't dodge the sword just now, I'm afraid he will be injured for a few months.

"Brother Xia, my heart is up. ”

Lin Wen's body was imposing, his feet were round, and his starting hand was his famous Guiyuan swordsmanship.

"A sword is born. ”

The Dao sword in his hand came out of his hand and went straight to Xia Fengye, Xia Fengye smiled, and in a trance, Lin Wen seemed to hear something from him:

"It's finally time for you to make this move. ”

"Boom!"

Lin Wen never expected that the sword that must be hit was actually picked up by Xia Fengye's sword, he was stunned, but he saw that Xia Fengye's body was like a ghost, and he collected his sword and changed his palm. It's not that he doesn't want to hurt people, it's just that he doesn't want to leave criticism and let Na Du Cheng catch the handle.

"Uh-huh......"

Lin Wen, who was stunned, snorted, and his body slid for a long distance before he stabilized, he covered his chest with one hand, and the breath in his body was very disordered.

"Brother Lin, I agreed. ”

Xia Fengye smiled and put away his sword and arched his hand.

"The skills are not as good as others, I lost!"

Lin Wen stood up, arched his hand, picked up his sword, and turned to step down. He never thought that his swordsmanship would be broken by Xia Fengye.

"Who else is here to challenge Prince Ben?" Xia Fengye stood on the stage, looked at the silence around him, and glanced at Du Cheng with an ugly face on the high platform quite provocatively.

"I didn't expect this son's cultivation to be so high. General Yuwen said slowly: "Just now, I could feel that he was already in the Nine Rank Golden Pill Stage, and he could break through to the Yuan Infant Stage at any time. ”

"How is it possible?" Du Cheng was stunned, "How can you break through in the Yuan Infant Period?"

"After all, I grew up in the sect, not in the Eastern Xia Kingdom. General Yuwen sneered, "It seems that this Eastern Xia Kingdom is menacing." ”

"Now in the first generation, is there anyone who is higher than him?" Du Cheng's face was ugly, he originally thought that the plan of recruiting relatives in martial arts would make the Eastern Xia Kingdom fall through, but he didn't expect this summer wind night cultivation to be so strong, now in their eyes, isn't his plan similar to giving it up?

But Du Xiaoyun's mind was not here, she tried to find a figure in the sea of people.

"Is there no one?" Xia Fengye sneered, where did these people dare to come up?

"That Prince's ......"

"What are you anxious about?"

An indifferent voice interrupted the sound of the summer breeze night, everyone was stunned, only heard its voice, but did not see its person, the next moment, a delicate Dao sword descended, straight into the ground, and on the hilt of the sword, there was a person, a pale white robe slowly fluttering with the wind, a faint smile on his handsome face.

"Who are you?" Xia Fengye's eyes narrowed slightly, "Do you know who this prince is?"

"Just a monk passing by. ”

The person who came was naturally Ying Yuan, he smiled faintly, looked at Xia Fengye's face, and said slowly:

"Who are you, and what do you have to do with me?"