"you Made! Ruthless, is this prince afraid that you won't make it?" Han Chu was in a dilemma, and suddenly became angry and roared loudly. The long sword in his hand came out of his hand, and three sword shadows turned out halfway, and attacked Duan Kun in a line.

"The empty door is exposed, looking for death!" Duan Kun saw that Han Chu had lost his mind and was full of flaws, he sneered in his heart, and the sword in his hand also swept out three blue lights, which burst out vertically, and slashed at Han Chu in an arc to the left, center and right.

Unexpectedly, Han Chu was crazy and generally did not dodge or dodge, and his body was even more straight forward, and the seal in his palm changed, Duan Kun's body was suddenly pushed by an invisible yuan force, and he hurriedly stepped forward, but at this moment, a strange suction force erupted in Han Chu's hand, and he almost pulled him up with the forward momentum of his body.

Duan Kun's body was stunned, and he was swept into his right arm by a sword shadow, and blood suddenly spilled, but his body was stagnant, and he couldn't turn sideways, and another sword qi was in the center.

The three cyan sword lights also hit Han Chu several times at the same time, but unexpectedly, a void jade-like phantom rose from Han Chu's body, enveloping his body, and the three sword lights hit the phantom, making a "dingding" crisp sound, and then disappeared into invisibility.

Han Chu sneered and fell to the ground, the long sword in his hand turned back, and at this time, although the audience was created, he still did not fall immediately.

Han Chu remembered all the things he had just done, and the killing intent in his heart was unsettled, and he stabbed Duan Kun in the throat with a sword.

Duan Kun was seriously injured at this time, and the Yuan Force in his body was stagnant, and he had no power to fight back, so he could only watch the tip of the sword getting closer and closer to him, his heart beating like a drum, and his whole body trembled.

"Be forgiving and forgiving, stop!" At this moment, the elder standing in the corner broke off with a shout, and invisible energy burst out from him, shaking Han Chu away, Han Chu took three steps back before standing firm with his sword, and his blood was surging, but he couldn't make any more moves, staring at the man viciously.

The man snorted coldly, and despised him as a person: "If you win, you will win, why bother with people's lives? There will be a next time, no matter whose disciple you are, the old man will abolish a villain like you!"

Han Chu stood aside and sneered, no longer making a sound, Duan Kun's face turned pale, staring at Han Chu deadly, and after a while, his mind was relieved but he fainted.

At this time, on the other side, the spear in Gongsun Long'er's hand has almost locked the victory, Ou Ji is surrounded by golden spear shadows, the sword light has been suppressed, Ou Ji is firmly suppressed by the spear shadow, and he can't get out, and all the key points are shrouded in Gongsun Long'er's spear, and he may be pierced by a shot at any time.

Gongsun Long'er has a moderate gun momentum, does not advance or retreat, Ou Ji knows that the other party is forcing him to admit defeat on his own. Then he shook his head with a wry smile, and put away his long sword and stood still in the shadow of the gun. Arch Hands:

"Senior Sister Gongsun's marksmanship is superb, and Ou Jigan bows to the wind..."

Gongsun Long'er took away the shadow of the gun, and said coldly with the gun: "Accept!" and jumped off the high platform neatly.

At this time, although the sun is full, it is not dazzling. The girl's delicate and arrogant face is fixed in the hearts of many young disciples at this moment, and has become a youthful memory for them to recall for a lifetime, and it is indelible even if the years go by.

Taoist Second Field: Qin Feng, Jiang Ming.

The second game of the soldiers: Chen Long, Wang Chan.

Buddhism Session 2: ......

Qin Feng wore a cyan slim robe, setting off his heroic posture. Jiang Ming was dressed in a black robe with a belt around his waist, and stood quietly opposite.

The two are of the same size, similar in age, and both are handsome young men. attracted the side eyes of many female disciples.

"I suddenly found out that Jiang Ming's kid really looks like that..."On the high platform, the little fat man said to Feng Fengwei.

"Senior Brother Jiang is the best among people, how can his appearance be too mediocre? But when you grow up, if you can eat less, you will definitely be a handsome guy..."

The little fat man was a little angry: "Senior sister, that kid eats a lot more than me, he just isn't fat... It's hateful!"

Chen Long and Wang Chan are also covered in Taoist robes, with a refined temperament, which can be described as rich as jade. The weapons in the hands of the two were all long knives, and as soon as they came to power, they were excited by each other's fierce momentum, and they were both full of murderous aura.

The gun is the king of all soldiers, and the sword is the courage of all soldiers. The two of them stood with knives in their hands, and their momentum was extraordinary.

The presiding elders in the corners of the two platforms drank lightly at the same time, and the competition officially began.

Qin Feng used a sword, and Jiang Ming was empty-handed. Qin Feng was a little hesitant at first, after all, the other party didn't have a weapon on his body, so he had some reservations. But after fighting for a while, Qin Feng found that the young man in front of him was as powerful as a mountain, but he was as agile as the wind, and his body was light and calm. Obviously, he has not yet revealed his true cultivation, although he has a long sword in his hand at this time, but the other party's figure is fluctuating, and a pair of fleshy palms will not fall behind at all when they attack from time to time.

Chen Long and Wang Chan have simple swordsmanship, opening and closing, the former is flying with golden light, and the latter is black and horizontal. On the hard platform, the two of them cut deep knife marks from time to time, and the sharp knife aura cut through the void, and the surrounding whistles were incessant.

The long knives were connected, and the two figures were close at hand, flipping and staggering, like a fierce tiger wrestling inseparable.

After fighting for about a stick of incense, the two games have not yet been decided, and they have slowly fallen into a stalemate. Although the four body moves are all common and almost every disciple has practiced them, they are dizzying when they are used by these four people, and they use impossible moves to do feasible things in impossible places.

The young disciples in the stands, thousands of pairs of eyes were so engrossed that they forgot to shout for a while. The whole valley seemed extremely quiet, except for the sound of the breaking wind and the sound of gold and iron echoing from time to time.

"Senior sister... Jiang Ming, this guy is really terrifying, I have to admit that if he has my situation, my cultivation will definitely not be as good as him..."The little fat man stared at Jiang Ming in the field, his eyes were bright, and his face showed excitement.

"Senior brother, you are humble, Senior Brother Jiang and you are not on the same path of cultivation, there is no comparison. If you are present, you naturally have your own way of dealing with the enemy, so you don't have to be arrogant... However, Senior Brother Jiang has been surprising us these days, and I think even Master will be pleased. Feng Fengwei whispered.

At this time, Zhang Ruoyu was sitting on the high platform, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was taking a nap.

The more Qin Feng fights, the more frightened he becomes, he has tried his best for a long time at this time, and even has a bit of tiredness, although the other party does not want to connect with him head-on, but it is obvious that the more he fights, the more he is full of vitality, the crimson vitality is steaming around him like mist, and the mountain wind blows away.

The eighty blood elements in Jiang Ming's body were as he wanted, and as the hundred bones in his body opened and stretched, the vitality in his body was running more and more quickly and smoothly, making his steps lighter and lighter, and the heavenly fire streamer walked almost as he wanted, advancing and retreating within a zhang. The whole person seemed to turn into a streamer in front of Qin Feng, like a ghost.

Jiang Ming's eyes were always locked on Qin Feng, ready to take a break at any time and launch a thunderous blow. However, this Qin Feng is not an easy person, seeing that although he is invincible to a person in the middle of the Divine Dao Realm, he is not discouraged, and in addition to attacking with the full force of the long sword, he also condenses the cyan vitality overflowing from the sword body into a large cyan net that crisscrosses it. Wrapping himself inside, Jiang Ming saw the flaws several times and wanted to drive straight in, but he was never able to break through the sword net.

Qin Feng's swordsmanship is simple and peaceful, and the sword net looks even more indisputable, but Jiang Ming, who has always been clever, has no loopholes to exploit.