Lang Ji is not a complete physical body now, after the stele forest was seriously injured by everyone, it has always been in the state of the spirit body, but relying on the secret method of the sect is now more and more solid, and it is not much different to the naked eye.

The long sword in Langji's hand was unsheathed, and a powerful ghost was entwined on the sword body, dazzling blood red, and the ghost eyes were ruthless, last time he suffered a big loss in both places in the stele forest Yuntao Mountain, Langji was a little more cautious, although he did not fight with this young man who he didn't like from the first time he met, but the scene of their siege and killing Xiao An that day is still vivid, if the guess is right, the eyes of the young man in front of him have the power of instant imprisonment, as for the degree of strength is unknown.

The young man didn't make a move, and Si Shen also stood still, what he cultivated was not a killing technique, and it was impossible to ask for it if he didn't fight.

Both teenagers are extremely patient, but everyone in the audience is impatient, and since ancient times, chess spectators have been more anxious.

Tang Ying began to speak ill of this Lang Yu again with the acquiescence of several teenagers, and all kinds of foul words emerged one after another, but Lang Ying was always expressionless, and the momentum of the whole person was like a waveless ancient well, graceful and introverted, Xu Jingmo's eyebrows gradually gathered, and he was a little worried, these people's cultivation ability was above everyone in the town, if it was a fight with a board and a real gun, he and others would not win the opportunity, and the only opportunity to win was that the other party was paralyzed and careless, but now this Lang Ji was alert, obviously more scheming and calculating than Chu Xuan and others, and it was very difficult。

Qi Kang drank two cups of tea in succession, looking at the starlight in the eyes on the stage, quiet and peaceful, and a calm and calm victory, the man laughed loudly: "You don't care if you are tired or not, you have to think about it for me, the old man, there are so many people behind, don't stand if you can do it, I will use people's money to come forward for others, but I can't waste a lot of time like this." ”

The two teenagers still turned a deaf ear, but the corners of Si Shen's mouth rose slightly, Lang Yu's expression was tense in an instant, and the eyes of the young man opposite were like white jade sitting on the bottom, with star stones embedded in them, no pupils, and no eyes, so it was even more difficult for Lang Yu to guess Si Shen's thoughts, and the powerful ghost on the young man's sword instantly shone generously, and the entire altar was bright red, but the two still didn't take the lead.

"If Lang Ji doesn't make a move, it will be equivalent to losing, and he will get out of the town directly. ”

Qi Kang's face was slightly displeased, he actually didn't have any disgust with this young man who practiced trickery, but he was so timid in the face of a young man who had just practiced for about a month.

Lang Yu seemed to understand the man's thoughts, was slightly stunned, and then laughed at himself, he was really a little useless, he actually had to think so much in the face of them, thinking that he was in that desperate situation full of evil ghosts, and he was not indomitable in the face of ghosts far superior to himself, and the long sword was going, so he went for it.

Could it be that when you meet someone who is weaker than yourself, you are more reluctant to lose, but more timid?

Wu shook his head, and the long sword of Lang Yu turned into a rain of swords in an instant, overwhelming the sky, and there was a ghost on the sword body.

The stars in Si Shen's eyes were even worse, and Shenhua burst out of his eyes, condensing into a star map that was the same as in the eyes of the young man, hooking and circulating, and it was extremely mysterious.

Si Shen's expression was as usual, his body was like a butterfly piercing flowers, and he easily walked out of the rain of swords, and the star map that accompanied him like a shadow blocked all the powerful ghosts who came from the sword.

Lang Yu seemed to have expected it, his body rushed forward, his right hand was held weakly, in order to hold the sword, he rushed towards Si Shen's heart, just now he was already testing the young man's different pupils, obviously those eyes can see through his phantom sword array, since this is the case, then try it closely, his body method is definitely not comparable to himself, and he can't react if he is closer, wouldn't he have more advantages.

The two of them were one step away, and the Lang Yu long sword suddenly appeared in the hand of the young man's virtual hand, not bad at all, Si Shen closed his eyes and opened his eyes, the void star map instantly hit Lang Yu's back, and the handsome young man's right hand instantly came out of his sleeve and was stuck in Lang Yu's neck, his pale fingers were suddenly tight and loose, and Lang Yu instantly kicked Si Shen off the altar with one kick.

The tongues of the people on the stage are not bridged, the eyebrows and eyes of the people in the audience are smiling, the winners are angry, and the losers are not sad.

The teenagers in the small town all looked at the thinnest teenager with a surprised face, and they all smiled in an instant, it turned out that this teenager who couldn't fight back and scolded and didn't fight back no longer had to follow behind everyone, he could walk alone in the rain, growing up was really a magical thing, never in the length of time he lived, maybe just a sentence, or just a moment.

Xia Ling leaned leisurely on the sycamore next to the altar, and suddenly smiled, sighing to himself, but he didn't know that in fact, all of them had passed the times.

After losing three games in a row, the people around Luo Sumu were murderous, and these young geniuses realized for the first time that the glory of the past was like a leaf, and today they are arrogant like sitting in a well and watching the sky.

Next is Xiao An and Mu Haoru, Su Changmo and others are actually mixed, Xiao An is strong, and he is a good opponent with experience, but Mu Haoru is a child, and he is afraid that if he collapses, the gains outweigh the losses.

Xiao An was still the first to walk on the altar, but his expression was calmer than that of Luo Sumu and the others, and he was a little more eager to try, the young man stood still, and without saying a word, he took his knife out of the sheath, and it was no different from the confrontation with Chu Xuan in front of the restaurant that day.

Mu Haoru came to the stage and spoke, "Please advise." ”

Xiao An returned the salute and said loudly: "Your cultivation talent is not inferior to anyone present, or even better, and the cooperation with each other that day is also very good, and I look forward to seeing you in various continents in the future." ”

Everyone was slightly surprised by what these two people did, unexpected but reasonable, a scholar, a resolute and arbitrary person who only pursues the strongest, and their minds are more open-minded.

The swords are wrong, there are rules, you come and go, it is good-looking, but under this line of clouds and water, it is still murderous, Xiao An did not press step by step as soon as he made a move, but it was more like feeding the trick for a long time, and then he did his best, taking advantage of the situation to pursue Xiao An disdainfully, looking at Mu Haoru in front of him in a moment of battle, and the narrow knife in the young man's hand was even worse.

"I have a total of five styles in this set of sword techniques, I can only use the first two, and none of them are Mahayana, you try your best, I won't hurt your life. ”

Mu Haoru's sword light was vertical and horizontal, and he replied loudly: "You and I have done our best to leave no regrets, not to mention that you think you will definitely be able to beat me?"

"Three mountains. ”

"Five Peaks. ”

The narrow knife is wanton and murderous, just like the day in the restaurant.

Mu Haoru only has one sentence of "Haoran", the long sword is like the sun, the sun is bright, the heaven and the earth are in all directions, and the book is loud.

The lightning flashed and thundered, both of them retreated, the scholar raised his sword under the platform, and the narrow knife hissed on the altar.

Su Changmo looked at the young man who came triumphantly, and smiled, "Are you okay?"

"The big husband can bend and stretch, and it doesn't matter if the scholar wins or loses. ”

Su Changmo touched the top of the young man's head, as if he had grown taller again.

"Brother, did I just play with the sword, was it suave?"

Su Changmo sneered, and said righteously: "Unparalleled in the world." ”。

Xu Jingmo took half a step slightly, standing in front of several people, Qi Ziyin, who was dressed in a black suit, and Sun Buliu, who bowed his head and was silent, got up from the tree next to Qi Kang, and took a few steps in front of several teenagers.

From beginning to end, the two of them did not stand with Su Changmo and the others, nor did they stand side by side with Luo Sumu and the others, they always squatted aside with a blank expression.

Qi Ziyin glanced at Su Changmo, his voice was slightly hoarse, "You are the last?"

Su Changmo looked at the two of them who hadn't seen them for a long time, and replied softly, "Hmm." The last one. ”

Since these foreign teenagers entered the town, these two people have never appeared in everyone's sight, Su Changmo has always been a little worried, in fact, the relationship between the few people is not bad, this is because these two people are indifferent, and they are a little more distant than Tang Ying and Mu Haoru.

Sun Buliu raised his head slightly, but he really had a bit of a flamboyant style, his eyes were especially bright, and he was bright, and the young man looked a little apologetic, "I can't help you with the last few things, I'm sorry." ”

Su Changmo smiled slightly, patted Sun Bujiu's shoulder, and teased: "What is this, there is no need for this." As for what Sun Buliu said, it is nothing more than that he was attacked and killed and that Yuntao Mountain was in distress, such a thing, it is natural for a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy to be powerless, and being able to apologize has already shown that the boy also has a deep memory.

Sun Buliu's face was even more ugly, and it was even more embarrassing to repay grievances with virtue.

A girl in a green dress came to the stage, her eyes were full of disgust at seeing filthy things, she took out an embroidered handkerchief and gently wiped the sword body, as if she was slightly sorry for the long sword in her hand, this person was also the first person to shoot on Yuntao Mountain that day.

Qi Ziyin Sun Buliu turned around and walked towards the altar, but Sun Buliu suddenly turned around halfway and smiled at Su Changmo: "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and the grace of dripping water will never be forgotten." ”

Su Changmo sighed and shook his head, and replied softly: "Be careful, it's just a discussion." ”

The boy nodded.

Qi Ziyin stood by the altar with his eyes closed, and Sun Buliu and the woman in the green dress confronted each other.

"Fuxian Island, Tong Ye. ”

"Cangying Valley, Sun does not stay. ”

Clean and straightforward, the two of them are like hungry tigers pounced, both are killing moves, facing each other, neither of them left themselves a way to dodge and retreat.

Tong Ye's long sword is like a flower, and the same green light is long, but at this time it seems cold and cold, and he hates Su Changmo and a few people, and the girl hates it to the bone, and today's plan is also intended to be shameful, but Qi Kang has already booked the person to fight the enemy, the girl is unwilling, and her anger is even worse, since she can't find the right master, then the so-called genius in this vulgar place is the same, just crush it, the young man here, what is the dream of stepping up to the sky and practicing on the mountain.

Sun Buliu, who hadn't seen him for a long time, made Xu Jingmo and the others also dumbfounded, and with his bare hands, he shook the woman's sharp long sword, but both of them were injured in exchange for injuries, and after several rounds of entanglement, one had a blue nose and swollen face, and the other was full of fine sword wounds.

The strength is equal, no matter up and down, just when everyone thought that it would take a moment to win or lose, Sun Buliu's body suddenly disappeared, and appeared behind the girl almost at the same time, the fist was like a shower, the momentum was like a mountain, and the woman in the green dress was like a catkins in the wind, falling at the feet of Luo Sumu, and she didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

"You're looking for death. The cold man in the audience was like thunder, jumped to the altar, and the long sword came out of the sheath and slashed Sun Buliu's neck, so that at the same time, a short sword as thin as a pillar of incense appeared behind Sun Buliu out of thin air.

Sun Buliu remained motionless, and the spiritual power around his body did not fluctuate, the master said that everything must be in order, and he believed that since the Qi Kang in front of him had decided to fight against the two sides, he would definitely not allow a violent attack and killing.

Qi Kang lightly put the teacup, Qi Ziyin suddenly opened his eyes, stood under the altar and squatted and punched.

There was a sound of soldiers falling to the ground, and the cold young man smashed beside the girl in the green skirt, unconscious, with a fist mark on his forehead, sinking an inch.

Needles falling between heaven and earth can be heard.

There are teenagers, who kill instantly with one punch.