The movement of the Tianxin Dojo is huge. There were ripples in the entire Bombing Heaven Sect, the inner gate was a sensation, and the outer gate was even blown upside down!

"I'll go!Is Senior Brother Jiang so fierce?,Enter the inner gate after three days of entry, just enter it, and single-handedly challenge the whole inner gate!Don't be so strong!" A disciple who entered the same year as Jiang was amazed.

Several people around him were disciples of the same period as Jiang Nian, including the prince of the martial arts family who came from the Qianwu Kingdom with Jiang Nian and the poor boy who stepped out of the bridge of inquiry after Jiang Nian.

A group of people dressed in gray robes from the outer gate stood on the rockery a hundred zhang away from Tianxin Square. Everyone's eyes are complicated, they are all starting together, and they are still adapting to the life of the sect, Jiang Nian has already done such a big thing, this gap is really ......

Feeling the rolling heat wave from the arena in front of him and the earth-shattering exclamations of the disciples of the disciples, the poor young man from the Qianwu Kingdom turned slightly condensed, turned around and went down the rockery, and went out of the door.

At this time, more than ten zhang above the Tianxin Dojo, Zhou Wujian and several elders were standing on a huge fan blade. This fan is strange, with the ability to conceal its whereabouts, although it is only a dozen zhang away from the bottom, no one has found this fan.

"Lao Ye, your disciple has some skills, and his swordsmanship is small, so he looks a little similar to you. Zhou Wujian stroked his beard with one hand, looked sideways at the old man beside him, and said with a smile.

"It's still far away!But it shouldn't be difficult to beat this kid, if I really find out that he stole my cloud climbing deer, if I don't die, I have to let him shed his skin!" Ye Hongming looked at the black-robed young man who retreated with a sword below, and said sharply.

At this time, a red light on the horizon pierced the sky and went straight to the treasure fan!

"Old Yetou! I heard you farting from afar! Why? Do you want to embarrass my good apprentice? Ask me first if I will agree!" The treasure fan shook suddenly, and in Zhou Jingyan's cannibalistic gaze, Lei snorted wildly, and slipped around to Zhou Wujian's side.

"Isn't it just a broken fan, stingy. Lei muttered wildly and looked at the arena below: "My apprentice really has a long face for me! I've only been here for a few days, so I'll do such a big thing! I have the demeanor of a teacher! Hahahaha!"

Looking at the gloomy faces of the old man Ye and his sister on the left, Zhou Wujian sighed: "You were beaten into a dead dog by dozens of people back then, if I hadn't rescued you, there would be no one left, so don't put gold on your face." ”

Lei Crazy listened, laughed louder, and didn't have a trace of embarrassment.

"Hey, this ginger year is a bit interesting. A lean elder with a slightly hunched back snorted softly, but it attracted the attention of the elders.

The two figures on the dojo below, one black and one white, flew out upside down after a violent collision.

The white figure's clothes were slightly disheveled, there was a sword mark on the left side of his waist, and the pitch-black wound was faintly scarlet.

On the black side, the situation is much worse, with loose hair and no less than seven or eight wounds around the body. The jade body had no way to resist the opponent's sword, but fortunately, the physical body was in strong control, and none of the wounds were bleeding.

"Old Jiang, my spiritual power is not enough, if I continue like this, I will have no spirit to use after a few more moves!" The pain caused by the sword sores did not affect Jiang Nian in the slightest, and the gradual depletion of the spiritual power in his body made him very anxious!

"Do you feel it? After the collision just now, how is the meridian refining in the dantian?" Old Jiang did not answer Jiang Nian's question, but was concerned about the refining of the meridians.

Jiang Nian pondered for a moment, and then said, "It's almost finished refining! The cultivation has been loosened, and after the quenching, you will definitely be able to enter the fifth level of condensation!"

"Okay! This will be the first time you have advanced in battle! At the moment of breakthrough, there will be a big surge of spiritual power, at that moment, theoretically you can use spiritual power without restrictions, and the limit of use depends on the ability of your meridians, and the winner will be decided at that time!"

"Bell!"

The corners of Jiang Nian's mouth were bleeding, his right arm trembled slightly, and the sword painted by Su was sometimes heavy and sometimes light, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, which made people unguardable. If it weren't for the foundation of "Jade Body Decision", ordinary monks would have fallen to the ground.

After continuous combat, the flames on the flame sword in his hand seemed to be a little dim, Jiang Nian's eyes froze, and he forcibly raised a breath of aura, and the sword suddenly burst into flames!

"The second style of Yanhong, the Flame Changhong!"

This move Jiang Nian is quite difficult to promote, using the state of the third-style flame sword to strengthen the second-style Changhong, which is the unique combat method of "Yanhong Nine Styles"!

From the beginning, the flame sword in his hand poured blazing flames, and with the elevation of Jiang Nian's figure, a unique flame rainbow rose in the dojo!

Su Huayin pinched continuously, the flying sword in his hand flashed, and the sword qi burst out as his body danced rapidly, and the continuous sword qi formed a sword cloud in the air, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring under the gentleness!

"Lingyun swordsmanship, Izumo!"

This trick once made Jiang Nian suffer a big loss, and in the end he couldn't crack it, so he had to rely on his body to resist. If it weren't for the first layer of the Jade Body Battle, Jiang Nian had no doubt that he would be cut into slices of meat by the fierce sword qi!

The scorching sword qi was like a running bull, directly rushing into the cloud of sword qi like a match, and the sound of sonorous collision was endless!

Soon, the flame-shaped sword qi was weak and quickly dissipated, Jiang Nian withdrew his sword and returned to defense, with a burst of pain on his body, and his clothes were broken. Jiang Nian knew that he had failed again in this move.

The figure was embarrassed by the Dao Dao sword qi, and Jiang Nian was like a wounded beast, prostrate on the ground, gasping violently.

"Lei Mad is dying, you are dying, why don't you go down to help him? I heard that you gave him all the suzerain orders, such a good seedling can't die here!" Ye Hongming tilted his head, glanced at Lei Mad obliquely, and said jokingly.

Lei Mad surprisingly didn't laugh out loud, his eyes locked on Jiang Nian, who was lying on the ground, and said seriously in an urn voice: "I believe that he will not let me down, I believe in my vision." ”

Zhou Wujian glanced at Lei Mad and turned his gaze to the dojo. All the elders were looking forward to the moment when Jiang Nian stood up, and the victory or defeat was in sight.

"What's the matter? Isn't it close?Boy, come on!" Old Jiang saw that Jiang Nian was flushed, which was a sign of depletion of spiritual power and loss of control of qi and blood!

Jiang Nian heard Lao Jiang's voice, he had no time to reply at this moment, the qi and blood in his body were churning, different from the boiling of the cultivation of the Fa, the qi and blood at this time had no spiritual power to guide, and it was showing signs of riot!

The meridians are bulging, Jiang Nian's mind is clinging to the dantian, if the dantian is broken, it is not an elixir that cannot be treated, Jiang Nian does not want to cut off the immortal road that he has just set off.

"Hurry, hurry!" "Nervous, Jiang Nian is doing his best to guide the violent qi and blood to flow through the jade veins!

Su painted the pestle and stood with a sword, Jiang Nian's strength was beyond his expectations, that kind of flame Changhong, almost forced out his eight successes, you know, he has been in the inner gate for several years, and he is about to face the foundation!

Seeing that Jiang Nian was exhausted, Su Hua was about to return the sword to the sheath, at this time, the flames burning around him suddenly became short, and the spiritual power in the dojo suddenly flowed rapidly, as if something was pulling!

"This is!" several exclamations came from the treasure fan in the middle of the dojo!

"This kid has broken through!" the hunchbacked elder's gaze on the fan blade was full of surprise.

Nearly 1,000 disciples set off a wave of Taoism at once!

"This can also be?" "What is this? If I can't beat it, I'll break it, pick up the sword and cut it again?" "Senior Brother Jiang is mighty!" "Break through in wartime, it's amazing!"

The noisy sound of the crowd Jiang Nian turned a deaf ear, and the manic qi and blood in his body were quickly pulled back on track under the spiritual power that frantically poured into the pores around his body!

"Senior Brother Su, be careful!" Jiang Nian's figure slowly floated up, and the qi around him was surging wildly!

Jiang Nian felt very strange at this moment, as if he had infinite strength, and when he wanted to use it, he didn't seem to be able to use all his strength, as if he had been sealed a large part, although the remaining part was already quite powerful.

"Draw fire. A soft murmur was only heard by Su Hua, and Jiang Nian's eyes were blood-red in an instant!

The blood-colored eyes like Shura swept across the audience, and the rapid inhalation sound between the fields continued!

Weird!

At this moment, Jiang Nian is like a son of a demon in the eyes of everyone!

"You!" Su Hua instinctively felt an extremely strong sense of crisis in his heart, and his body exploded! Dao Dao spiritual power was wantonly squandered, and several sword curtains were built in front of him in a moment!

"Yanhong ......" The faint voice sounded, like a devil's eulogy for his life, and Su Hua's sweat was like rain.