Lei Pressure doesn't care whether you can make a sword or not, he raised his shoulders and raised his arms, and the sword kissed at his face, and the sword flower that shook out was like the tip of a forked tongue spit out of the mouth of a yin snake.

Seeing that his bearing was calm and his pace was not chaotic, he was obviously a hard stubble, and he won a round of applause from everyone on the surrounding steps.

Don't look at the thunder pressure boxing technique, but the swordsmanship is really not ordinary, it must be rushing to the sword cultivation, no wonder he is so obsessed with occupying the sword.

After all, the beings in this wasteland are respected by force, and they were immediately attracted by the game between the two in the field.

It wasn't until the viper sword was half a foot away from his body that Qin Chuan was discouraged, and he couldn't remember it after all, so he broke the situation in front of him first.

Everything in the eternal battlefield, true and false, how can it be counted? It's like a dream, and there is not one out of ten.

What everyone didn't know was that the two rusty wooden swords under the bed in Qin Chuan's room in the Fuluan Hall were faintly revealing blue and red at this time.

"Oh no, Brother Qin, he doesn't seem to know swordsmanship!" Wang Hao's fingers clenched into his fists were a little white, and he couldn't take his eyes off the changes on the field, but he was disappointed after all.

Qin Chuan had already carried the Xuanxi Dust Secret in his heart, and the method of exhaling and absorbing the spiritual energy was constantly replenished into his body. When he saw the sword of the viper coming from afar, his heart was not sad or joyful, as if his body was occupied by a god.

The cold sword qi emitted from the viper sword pierced Qin Chuan's robe, and at the critical moment, it was only slightly on one side but did not hurt the body, causing everyone to exclaim.

After all, it was a little worse, but what was the difference? The scene of Lei Pressing piercing his sleeve was very familiar, and he always felt like he had seen it somewhere.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up when I remembered when I had applied the Tuna method to battle. The layer of dreams covered with smoke is finally exposed, but the details of it, but I can't remember half of it, this seems to be like a cat scratching the heart.

This back and forth, everyone shouted that it was boring, this competition was not like a competition at all, but like a cat catching a mouse.

Although Qin Chuan looked embarrassed, he was never injured at all.

At this moment, Lei Pressure was a little anxious. A few days ago, the scene of defeat at the hands of Zhao Yu has been lingering in my heart, and now is it going to repeat the same mistake again? Who told me that I can't learn to balance the method of tuna and battle?

Seeing that Qin Chuan's breathing was endless, the thin willow branches had already been purple from the green soaked in the venom on the viper sword, but who called Qin Chuan has been protected by spiritual energy, and it has been intact until now.

I secretly screamed in my heart that it was not good, Qin Chuan was going to fight a war of attrition with himself, and he had to be like a way.

After coming and going, some people on the steps saw the clues, and muttered in a low voice, Qin Chuan actually urged the Tunafa during the battle, this is planning to consume the thunder pressure alive.

If Qin Chuan knew what everyone was thinking, he would definitely cry out for wrongdoing, he was just using the hand of the person in front of him to help him recall the swordsmanship displayed on the eternal battlefield.

Sure enough, there was a change in the field, from the beginning of only dodging, to shaking off the clumsy sword flower fighting sword, and now Qin Chuan's swordsmanship actually has a way, unlike the random swing at the beginning.

A sword and a branch are quickly fighting in one place, but each exerts its own strength, but it is not beneficial. The willow leaves on the willow branches were all dyed purple and black, and they withered one after another, falling on the bricks and stones in the field.

In the end, both of them saw sweat on their foreheads, and they separated again with a light knock.

"Hey..."Lei Chuan suddenly sighed lightly, making Qin Chuan, who was not completely focused on him, look at the person for a moment.

"It's a pity, we were originally nominated disciples of the same sequence in Qingyang Mountain, but we couldn't drink and talk, but fought to the death for a sword house here. Lei pressed a faint sigh, his face was a little sad as if he was sorry, but his heart was so gloomy that he could almost wring out the water.

Everyone on the stairs also wondered how they were fighting and chattering. Qin Chuan's heart moved slightly, his right hand lightly held the willow branch in front of him, combing the sword moves and swordsmanship in his heart, and vaguely had a clear understanding.

Under the bed, two rusted wooden swords vaguely glowing blue and red, the light was half bright.

"Yesterday, in order to compete with me for the nomination of the first sequence, Zhang Huai was inadvertently stabbed by my viper sword, I am afraid that the work of a hundred days will be ruined and the meridians will be destroyed!"

Qin Chuan's pupils shrank suddenly, the power of this viper sword, he had long known that his clothes were stained with venom, and a big hole was corroded, and the willow leaves on the ground had already withered.

If I hadn't been blessed with aura on the willow branches, I am afraid that it would have been either cut off or corroded and withered.

Angry and angry, the spiritual platform shrouded in the Xuanxi dust suddenly turned red.

"Ahh

"You're damned!" in a fit of rage, his sideburns were broken and scattered, and there was no wind to do it.

Thunder pressed the line that should not be touched.

Zhang Huai and Qin Chuan have been playmates who have been crawling and rolling together since childhood, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are their closest relatives and friends, but now that their lives and deaths are unknown, how can they have spare time to hone their sword skills?

This is also the reason why it is said that the Xuanxi Dust Recipe introduces the state of mind into the realm of no sorrow and no joy, rather than being too forgetful. The will can still control the state of mind, and at this time forcibly break away from the shackles of the heart.

Whose fault is it that the tiger is out of Sheng?

Damn it! The original casual posture has long disappeared, just thinking about slaughtering the person in front of him.

Qin Chuan stabbed with his sword, and all the original tricks were melted into one furnace. The stabbing sword, splitting the sword, flirting the sword, hanging the sword, the cloud sword, the point sword, the crashing sword, and the intercepting sword are only turned into two potentials - vertical stabbing and horizontal slashing.

There are a total of eight swords in this potential. One sword was not fast, and the rest of the seven stars were divided and merged, all of which merged into the eighth sword-longitudinal stab.

This sword, as if the heaven and earth were tilted, Yinhan poured back, tore apart the light and sound around him, turned into a black light, and directly raised the thunder and pressed the eyebrows.

For a while, the thunder pressure seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and the cold air rose from between the tail vertebrae and rushed into the atrium, and there was only time to say a word in the heart. "It's over. ”

This sword is unavoidable, and it should not be taken seriously! Frightened, the souls of the dead are so frightened that they have to watch the black light, and the scarlet gaze that wants to devour people is quietly waiting for death, and even the symbolic sword is forgotten.

The green blade and red flame under the bed shook violently, exuding a dazzling blue and red color, and the mottled rust on the top slowly peeled off, revealing the wooden sword body inside.

Suddenly, Lei Jian only felt a breeze blowing in front of him, and it was dark in front of him, a Taoist stood in front of him, and he didn't have time to draw out his weapon, nor did he have time to pinch the trick to cast a spell, and directly reached out from the ground and dug out a one-foot-thick sea-vein masonry in front of him, and the effect was extraordinary under the blessing of aura.

Ding——

The two collided, and the thin willow branch actually emitted a soft groan unique to a metal sword.

This sword, the sword momentum has been completed, but after all, it is only a disciple of the first level of qi refining, how much power is there?

Thinking in his heart, Deacon Wang looked down at the place where the willow branch collided with the masonry, and there were not many cracks and gaps, but the willow branch had already been overwhelmed and broken a few knots, and fell to the ground, making two snapping sounds, and the verdict was high and low, and his heart seemed to be proud.

Qin Chuan looked at the half of the willow branch in his hand in a daze, his eyes were already hazy with tears, and the salty bitterness fell into his mouth along his cheeks, who knows what it tasted like.

The disciples on the surrounding steps had already stood up unconsciously, staring at everything in the field.

"Wake up!" Deacon Wang frowned, seeing that Qin Chuan was haunted, he threw down the bricks and stones, and wanted to point Linghua on his eyebrows with his fingertips.

How do you know that Qin Chuan still has the strength to spare, one dodges to dodge, and the other jumps behind him, reaching out to probe, as if he has ingested something black and purple in his hand.

The clouds and water are so hidden that even Deacon Wang didn't notice it.

"Huh!" Deacon Wang exclaimed, how could there be any sound of the masonry falling to the ground, and all of them turned into fine sand, and the breeze swept by, as if the pride in his heart was shattered by the scene in front of him.

Just after Deacon Wang lost his mind for a moment, Qin Chuan threw three purple and black willow leaves on his hand one after another, like three jet-black lightning bolts, piercing the thunder pressure behind Deacon Wang.

Where has this person seen such a battle, he has already been frightened stupidly, his whole body trembled like chaff, and the three black lights flashed, and he just subconsciously raised his sword to block.

Smack-

Smack-

Two soft sounds, and one missing!

The withered purple and black willow leaves were extremely strong at first, but they floated more than two feet, and it was not the same when they landed on Lei Press's body, but they pierced their clothes and embedded themselves in the flesh.

Through the broken place, he could vaguely see a stream of purple and black spreading along the bloodline, not to mention that after the fight just now, it was when his blood was churning.

"It's not good!" Deacon Wang came back to his senses, and hit the seal one after another, which fell on Lei Zhuan's body. Most of the poisonous blood was forced out along with the fragments of willow leaves.

Slapped the storage bag, took out a pill and stuffed it directly into his mouth. "Take this pill, quickly use your qi, and seal the poisonous blood with aura!"

Looking back at Qin Chuan again, he had already been overdone and fainted.

"Hey, I thought that Deacon Doufatai was a leisurely and good errand, but I didn't expect such a mess to be on the stall, and I would ask the boss to resign and take off my mundane work in a month. ”

Muttering softly, he took out a pill and carefully gave it to Qin Chuan. Looking at the purple-black poisonous gas in his palm, there was also a faint tendency to spread, and he hurriedly eliminated it.

Qin Chuan's murderous intent has risen, but there is really not much aura in his body, who can care if the poisonous gas on the willow leaves will spread to himself, and he will beat out all the three willow leaves in one go, where is there still a little aura in the dantian in his body.

The venom took advantage of the void, but after all, it was not a scratched skin, so it was not very serious.

When Deacon Wang was treating Qin Chuan's injuries, he was accidentally contaminated with some poisonous gas, and something strange immediately appeared. It's not itchy, it's not painful, it's not numb, it's like a subtle electric current passing through the body, which is really uncomfortable.

Turning his head, he glanced at Lei Pressure, who was meditating on his knees, and some disgust unconsciously rose in his eyes. In the end, he just smacked his lips and didn't make any movement.

"Come on, come on, your name is Wang Hao, right, come forward. Deacon Wang was surprised that Qin Chuan could strike such a sharp blow, and he felt sorry for his talents.

Aiwu and Wuxia, seeing Wang Hao limping forward to obey orders, gave the pill with his hand, and asked for it.

When he woke up, he made it clear to him that this viper sword had been stored in the sect's armory, and it was not something that a registered disciple could obtain. ”

"That named disciple named Zhang Huai should be safe, let him not worry about it. Also, if there is anything important, you can come to this fighting platform to find me, if you can't find it, you can go to Biluo Peak not far away to find me. ”

When Wang Hao heard Deacon Wang's words, he immediately thought of something and was a little surprised. "Biluofeng? senior, could it be that you are..."