Dao Lin naturally doesn't believe it, this is not a martial art in the mortal world, you can draw a scoop according to the gourd, a sword rolling dragon bi as the top sword trick in the heyday of Kunlun, where can you copy it.

"When Wuchen came to Wangyue Peak, he sat under the yellow-character porch and forgot the sword, a sword rolling dragon bi got nearly seven layers of sword intent, but no one in Kunlun has this talent for nearly a thousand years, as a descendant, how can I not be ashamed. ”

Murong Yunyan opened the door, and Li Xiaoyi's body immediately flew into the room and landed on the bed safely.

She didn't close the door, Dao Lin and Dao Jing Zhenren entered one after another, poured two cups of hot tea, and Murong Yunyan wiped the rain from Li Xiaoyi's forehead.

"I competed with him for three days, and I lost all three battles, but I also won his respect, and attributed the sword technique I learned to my sect, and there was an agreement, no one has the talent to achieve this sword trick, and it will never be passed on. ”

After a pause, she saw Li Xiaoyi on the bed, her breath was stable, and the aura in her body was not disordered, so she sat back at the table.

"The Shushan Sword Sect has a Mu Jianchen, and he can turn into a dragon shape in the rain during the agility period, but there is no dragon soul, and he has not completely perfected the true meaning of this sword trick when he wants to come to Wuchen these years. ”

"But I look at the little junior brother practicing the sword today, the dragon has a dragon form, the soul returns to its place, and the vision of the true dragon also has seven or eight points, this sword trick is not like the seven layers that only have the true meaning of the sword trick. Dao Lin said suddenly.

Murong Yunyan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and there was a light in his beautiful eyes: "Before today, I didn't dare to say this, but after today, this sword technique of my Kunlun will definitely be famous again in the world." ”

Dao Jing and Dao Lin Zhenren glanced at each other, with surprises on their faces that could not be concealed, but they still had doubts.

Murong Yunyan naturally knew what his two senior brothers were thinking, but he didn't hide it: "The sword intent turns into fog, the sword intent turns into a mang, and there is a way to use a sword, that is, the way Xiaoyi uses a knife tonight." ”

The two of them didn't understand at first, after all, the method of sword cultivation and sword cultivation has been nothing more than these two from ancient times to the present.

However, Dao Lin seemed to understand the key, and blurted out: "Shock!"

Murong Yunyan took out a square jade bi, commonly known as the record jade slip, and used the spiritual energy to transmit some permanent things, which was extremely convenient and precious.

Sticking the jade bi into his forehead, after a while, Murong Yunyan put the jade bi in front of the two and said, "This is all the information I know about the sword rolling dragon bi, the two senior brothers can take it." ”

Dao Lin and Dao Jing Zhenren glanced at each other, picked it up separately, put it close to their foreheads, closed their eyes for a moment, and put it on the table.

After thinking about it for a long time, the two of them also pondered for a while, because it was the realm of real people, and a technique was suitable for their own cultivation, they only needed to understand it, and they had a rough idea.

"A sword rolling dragon is a big deal, and it is still kept by the junior sister. Daojing Zhenren pondered for a while before he spoke.

Dao Lin also nodded in agreement: "This sword test will be different from previous years, I don't know how long it can last in Fengyang Prefecture, Mr. Miao Ke said, this is a catastrophe in the cultivation realm, and it is the safest for the junior sister to hold it." ”

Murong Yunyan was also not polite, turned his hand, and Yu Jian disappeared: "It's a pity that there are very few people in the door who can cultivate this sword technique, and the requirements for talent are too harsh." ”

Dao Jing and Dao Lin were slightly embarrassed, a sword rolled Longbi, they also saw it, and the two of them were not suitable for cultivation, but the bed was the one who could give it a try.

However, because of the cultivation realm, it is difficult to maintain, which cannot but be said to be a pity.

After chatting a few more words, Dao Lin and Dao Jing Zhenren said goodbye and left, the rainy night was long, Murong Yunyan looked at the rain curtain under the dark night, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the early morning of the next day, when Li Xiaoyi woke up, his whole body was sore, and he was a little afraid when he thought about everything that happened last night.

The spiritual energy in his body was consumed so clean for the first time, and with the blessing of his jade spiritual power, his spiritual power was nearly half higher than that of ordinary cultivators of the same realm.

I can't completely swing that sword, I'm afraid that only the cultivators of the True Pill can completely swing that sword, and I can't help but feel a little regretful.

Today is the day of Dabi, and it is also the day of drawing lots, Li Xiaoyi left the room, and was led by Daojing Zhenren to the venue of the sword trial meeting of the Shushan Sword Sect.

Murong Yunyan didn't come, he didn't even show his face, Li Xiaoyi's body was a little floating, and he felt that his body was hollowed out overnight.

Such a state can't help but make him a little worried about the game that is about to start today.

The open-air square of the Shushan Sword Sect was full of people, and although most of the disciples of the various sects and sects had left, they were still overcrowded.

Led by the true people of the Enlightenment World, the real people of the various sects appeared on the cloud platform, and several other inner door elders walked to the center of the open square.

Mu Jianchen took the lead in jumping to the central square, and on the only ring that was built, the disciples of Shushan suddenly burst into joy.

Because he is the best of the three generations of disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect, the change of the second turn of the sword intent is really impressive, and then he has the temperament of Yushu Linfeng, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the pride of the sky.

When Gao Zhuofan came to the stage, what was unexpected was that there was only a joyful laughter.

He was not annoyed, but instead bowed his hand to the audience to express his gratitude, which immediately caused laughter and scolding.

Li Xiaoyi pressed Jing Zhongyue on his waist, stepped lightly on the ground, and his body was like a goshawk in the clouds, volleying into the air.

The crowd who was laughing and scolding immediately fell silent, and the scene suddenly quieted down.

Li Xiaoyi pressed the knife with one hand and fell from a high altitude, dressed in a purple robe, showing his pale complexion, he squinted at the bottom of the ring, and everyone he looked at turned his head to avoid.

Even those who usually hate it to the bone are unwilling to look at him at this time.

Several inner door elders of the Shushan Sword Sect, seeing that the three of them had arrived, couldn't help but get up one after another, and put three sticks in the ring, two short and one long.

The one who draws two short lots will compete in the ring today, and the one who has the long draw will have a lucky bye.

Although Mu Jianchen was the first to take the stage, he went to the last and left the opportunity to Li Xiaoyi and Gao Zhuofan.

Outsiders didn't know, but Li Xiaoyi and Gao Zhuofan glanced at each other, as if they had already known the result, and the two of them drew at random, and they drew two short ones without accident.

Mu Jianchen seemed to be a little surprised, glanced at the two of them, and without saying a word, he walked out of the ring with several inner sect elders of the Shushan Sword Sect.

Gao Zhuofan smiled at Li Xiaoyi: "Brother Li, it seems that we are not wrong." ”

"You should call me Uncle Shi. Li Xiaoyi put his hands behind his back and said pretendly.

Gao Zhuofan was stunned for a moment, he broke his hand and really pinched his fingers, patted his head and said: "Yes, you are indeed a generation higher than me, Uncle Xiao is better." ”

Looking at Gao Zhuofan, who was doing well, Li Xiaoyi pouted and said: "Fighting with the elders is disrespectful, so it's better for you to step out of the ring by yourself." ”

Gao Zhuofan smiled: "Kunlun's little uncle, you are really stupid for me." ”

Li Xiaoyi's right hand had already pressed on the handle of the knife, and Gao Zhuofan smiled again: "I'll be stupid today." ”

After speaking, he really turned around and left, Li Xiaoyi's brows were furrowed, and he was on guard, for fear that the other party would suddenly use some thunderous means.

But what is unexpected is that Gao Zhuofan of the Great Yan Sect really walked out of the ring without looking back.

Everyone was stunned, including the judge elder of the Shushan Sword Sect, who didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and when everyone reacted, a laugh and scolding sounded again.

The disciple of the Great Yan Sect shook his head and sighed helplessly, only Gao Zhuofan didn't care, and waved at Sun Jiaqi with a smile, who glared at him fiercely, turned his head and left.

Gao Zhuofan wanted to rush over, but he was dragged by the elders of the Great Yan Sect, and he was scolded for scolding

On the gimbal, Mr. Miaoke looked indifferent, and he didn't get angry.

Dao Lin glanced at the old Taoist priest beside him gratefully, Gao Zhuofan's move, whether it was an independent act or an intentional act, openly and secretly, Kunlun owed a favor.

Wushi Zhenren didn't say anything with an expressionless face, and when the judge elder of Shushan helplessly shouted that the winner was Li Xiaoyi, there was a lot of scolding in the ring.

Li Xiaoyi frowned, his tense nerves finally relaxed, and he didn't think about what Gao Zhuofan's move meant, his eyes were deflected, but he looked at the other person.

Mu Jianchen nodded, Li Xiaoyi returned the salute, and then Mu Jianchen turned around and left, without saying a word between the two.

But Li Xiaoyi always felt that his chest was pressed and he couldn't breathe.

Mu Jianchen, Li Xiaoyi read this name in his heart, and walked out of the ring, Kunlun was naturally extremely happy, this was already a miracle.

Kunlun's best results in the past thousand years, this sword trial, whether it is Li Xiaoyi or Chen Yueling, will continue this miracle.

On the way back, Li Xiaoyi once again became the focus of everyone's eyes, and he was already accustomed to this, and followed behind Daojing Zhenren without squinting.

At the same time, the territory of Fengyang Prefecture is overwhelmed, like a meteor shower falling from high altitude, sliding from the sky, directly taking the ground densely packed with countless black-faced zombies.

The four major robbers led by the true comprehension of the robbery law, the Gu Yuetong of the Forgetting Worry Sect, the forgetting dust of the Great Yan Sect, and the Yun Hao real person of Tianyun Gate sat in the sky.

The true elders of the eighteen sects, as well as the disciples of the True Pill Movement Period of each sect, set off waves of death, constantly washing the ground.

Because of the arrangements made in advance, the disciples of various sects and sects did not fight with black-faced zombies.

After the magic weapon is put and put away, it will never drag mud and water when it turns around, and then the disciples of the sect behind will fill the position.

In this cycle, the black-faced zombies that were fought were defeated one after another, and it was only because of the overwhelming advantage in numbers that they were not completely defeated.

The eyes of the enlightened real person sparkled with a cold light, and his face was expressionless as he watched all this, and beside him, the other three real people who robbed the law were the same.

The disciples of the Kunlun Sect who went out on the expedition were led by Dao Ping'er, who had just changed positions at this time and retreated to the back of the team, staring at the battle situation with blazing eyes.

Where is there still a little woman's posture in Kunlun Mountain.

"Master, Uncle Li's competition should have begun, right?" A female apprentice had just asked and was scolded back by Dao Ping'er.

"If you still want to return to Kunlun alive, give me a twelve-point spirit, this is a battlefield, not a big competition!"

When everyone saw that Dao Ping'er was really angry, they didn't dare to say more, but they didn't care too much in their hearts.

From the head-to-head confrontation with the black-faced zombies to the present, the Daomen side has been fighting smoothly, because of the corresponding matching of tactical tactics, so far, there are almost zero casualties.

The combat power of the black-faced zombie does not seem to be as terrifying as rumored by the outside world!

Kunlun was not the only one who had such thoughts, as the battle continued, more and more people almost all thought so, until the appearance of that white light.

Everyone was shocked, what was that?