Wei Qiqi rested the iron rod on his shoulder, and seeing that Han Tuo didn't mean to strike first, he was a little eager to try. It was the first time he faced the flying sword, the legendary flying sword came without a trace, went without a trace, and took the head of a person among thousands of troops, like a bag to explore, but from what he saw, whether it was Deng Yuantong's Green Bee Sword, Wei Rongniang's Fallen Star Sword, or Qi Du's Hanging Star Sword, Qian Ju'an's Stone Fire Sword, Cao Yu's Love Sword, it was not fast enough to get to this kind of Cheng dù, for him, as long as the flying sword was not fast enough, there was an opportunity.

Physical cultivation vs. sword cultivation, the most secure strategy is to fight in close quarters, with one's own strengths, and attack the enemy's shortcomings. However, Han Tuoxiang gave way to the first, and at this time rushed to the front wheel stick and smashed hard, which violated the original intention of Dabi to learn from each other, and also lost his demeanor, Wei Qiqi thought about it, quickly recited a vague incantation in his mouth, and stretched out his left hand to make a move towards Han Tuo, which was both like a shot and a greeting.

As if touched by a cold and evil hand, Han Tuo's cold hair stood upside down, his soul swayed, his mind was lost, his face changed greatly, and he instinctively urged Zhenyuan, and the flying sword that had been gathering momentum for a long time flew up, crossing a graceful arc, like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, straight between the opponent's chest and abdomen.

Whether it was interference or provocation, everyone could see clearly that Han Tuo was in a hurry, not deliberately. Wei Qiqi's beckoning, what is the mystery?

Deng Yuantong had been immersed in the soul trick for many years, and he knew everything about it, he snorted and said in a low voice: "It's soul searching, this kid!"

The short sword flew halfway, the iron rod slipped from Wei XVII's shoulder, he twisted his waist and legs, and put on a strange posture, both like playing golf and baseball, until the flying sword entered three feet in front of him, and swung the iron rod diagonally upward, and when Zhenyuan poured out, a dark yellow light lit up, condensed but not dispersed, like substance.

Liu Baizi chuckled in his heart, he actually practiced the Qi of Gen Earth to this level, and among the second-generation disciples of Xiandu, I am afraid that no one can match it.

Han Tuo secretly screamed badly, the timing of the opponent's attack was extremely accurate, and he realized that it was too late to change the castration of the flying sword, so he could only watch the iron rod smash into the sword body.

The clubs and swords intersected, and the short sword bent into it, turning into a curved ruler, and flew high into the air.

Han Tuo squinted his eyes and looked at the short sword, stretched out his hand, and suddenly his chest was tight, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and almost at the same time, the short sword broke into two, bursting out with dazzling brilliance, like brilliant fireworks, and fell one after another.

Wei Qiqi swung his stick and struck a blow, unexpectedly shattering the sword and injuring Han Tuo.

Xi Huzi bowed slightly, Wei Seventeen's cultivation was mediocre, but his combat power was above everyone, just looking at his response when he was facing the enemy, he first interfered with Han Tuo with soul searching techniques, forced him to make a hasty move, and waited until the flying sword was close, and there was no way to change the castration, before swinging the stick to meet the attack, bullying the weak, breaking the trick with strength, whether it was reaction or timing, he grasped it just right, which laid the victory in one fell swoop. Xun Ye didn't mistake him, he was really a good material and beautiful jade, and he would eventually get ahead one day.

Wei Qiqi bowed to Han Tuo and said, "Senior Brother Han, I have conceded." ”

Han Tuo was a little dazed, coughed again and again, stroked his chest and retreated behind Liu Baizi, unable to figure out where he lost.

Liu Baizi threw a healing pill to his apprentice, frowned and looked at Wei Qiqi, he only made one stick, obviously he didn't do his best, even if Han Tuo was not disturbed and urged the flying sword with all his strength, I am afraid that he would be defeated under his stick, at most it would last a little longer. The senior brother's vision is really extraordinary, he accepted this apprentice, did not pass on the flying sword, passed on his Xiaoyue Gong and the crazy devil stick method, and restrained the flying sword with an iron rod, in order to stand out in the big competition and win a seat in the Chixia Valley sword.

He thought he had guessed Xun Ye's intentions, and he felt a little proud in his heart.

Wei XVII's battle against Han Tuo took a very short time, and as soon as they fought each other, they were divided into winners and losers, like a song, and it ended after only singing the first few lines, and everyone was especially unsatisfied, and their eyes turned to Xie Hu and Duan Wenhuan.

The flying swords used by Xie and Duan were the same as Han Tuo's, they were all short swords cast by the White Tibetan Palace, which were used by the inner disciples to practice the imperial sword technique, which was much inferior to the Broken Dragon Sword and the Zhan Lu Sword. The sword is easy to obtain, the flying sword is hard to find, it is not easy to find a flying sword that suits you, even if it is the personal disciple of the head, you can't do it with a sword, Wei Rongniang's fallen star sword, or rely on Xun Ye to find a way to cast it for her, the sword quality is mediocre, and it is just unsatisfactory.

Xie Hu and Duan Wenhuan were promoted to the inner gate at the same time, and their cultivation was similar, and they only broke through the Imperial Sword Pass a few years ago, and they knew each other well, and they didn't use any tricks, and honestly drove the sword to fight each other. The two flying swords come and go, splitting, chopping, collapsing, teasing, latticing, washing, intercepting, stabbing, stirring, pressing, hanging, sweeping, fluttering like a frightening dragon, like a swimming dragon, and doing their best to change.

It's very fancy, it's exciting, it's good-looking, and it can even be used as a model for sword cultivation, but it's a performance, not a real fight, and obviously Xie Hu and Duan Wenhuan didn't realize this.

Xi Huzi couldn't help but sigh, quite disappointed with Deng Yuantong and Wei Rongniang's methods of training apprentices. Edgeworth, in a word, that is, to manipulate the flying sword, should be different from the flying sword and the sword trick, the sword has a speed of goodness, a good for killing, good at protection, the standard of judging is nothing more than "fast", "accurate", "stable" three words. Xie and Duan's imperial swords are obviously contrary to these three words.

When the fight was in the end, Duan Wenhuan shook his spirits, suppressed the opponent's flying sword with a flying sword, and freed up the space to scatter a "fire snake talisman", not wanting to make a mistake in a hurry, the fire snake talisman spontaneously combusted without wind, and the talisman devoured his body, making a fuss. Xie Hu took the opportunity to drive the sword forward and directly take the opponent's head, seeing that the apprentice could not resolve it, Wei Rongniang had no choice but to make a move, and used the Fallen Star Sword to solve the misfortune of the apprentice's skull.

In the second competition, Duan Wenhuan was defeated, and Xie Hu narrowly won.