The swordsman left the ring directly after Lei Zhengze announced the start of the first competition, and Qi Yu was full of thoughts and silently followed the swordsman behind the swordsman to get out of the ring, only to feel that his steps were much heavier.

Only Mrs. Li was left on the field, and the two of them nodded slightly and slowly walked to both sides of the ring. Both of them have the highest quality realm-measuring talismans pasted on their bodies, as long as the two of them have spiritual power fluctuations that are higher than the three realms of Shenqi, the talisman will burn and collapse.

The two were speechless against each other, and Lei Zheng's words just now made their minds a little swaying. This sword conference was not the whim of Lei Zhengze alone at all, and there was still Lei Jiyuan after the conference. The thought that maybe that person was watching him somewhere in the dark made their hearts drop by half, and they felt a lot more laborious to draw their swords.

But at the same time, the situation of the two is different. Li Tai'a is the master of the mountain, and in the small actions of several sects in the south, he is the direct decision-maker, and he is present in everything. Cong Tianwen is only the worship elder of Beijunling, he only knows a lot of things, neither participates in nor makes decisions, everything is planned by the young master of Beijunling. He has always been obsessed with practicing more, otherwise he would not have the name of "sword idiot".

The pressure is smaller, and the mind is more pure, so he took the lead in drawing the sword from Tianwen, and the only thing that was not a divine sword was just a magic weapon, and the sword burned with vermilion fire-colored spiritual flames.

Delusion could have been upgraded to artifact quality, but in the melee twenty years ago, the sword body was damaged and directly became a remnant. Later, the old man found a well-known refiner in the south, and the two discussed that they did not choose to repair the defects, but simply forged the indignation into a hideous sword full of shark teeth according to the gap.

As a magic weapon, it seems to be psychic, once it is unsheathed, it seems to bring the immortal spirit of the master, and it is worthy of the name of indifference!

From Tianwen in his life, three times he fell into the realm and the martial arts were not abandoned, and after each fall, he would inevitably be more powerful and return again, such as Nirvana Fire Phoenix, stronger than one time, looking at the entire Dongcang, it is an absolute cultivation myth. But then again, who can get this far is not amazing?

The old man is worthy of the name of the sword idiot, as soon as the long sword comes out, his mood returns to peace, and there is only the enemy and me in his eyes, and there is nothing else. From the sky, he shouted loudly, full of anger:

"Excuse me, ask Jian Tai'a!"

Li Tai'a reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, and let out a long breath of turbidity.

He is the eldest of the three, the latest to break through the realm, but the realm is also the thickest and solid. In terms of absolute strength, he believed that he was the strongest of the three.

The cloudy eyes seemed to be lit up by the sword light, and in an instant they were like deep water ancient pools, and everything was indestructible.

"Taiah, kill the enemy!"

A fire and a water, the two of them disappeared from the spot in an instant, and it was directly the most direct fight! For a while, the wind and waves rose, and the round platform was centered on the center of the two-person fight, and a wave of air surged over the ring, so that the wide isolation zone was full of rubble.

Both of them retreated in unison, as if they had discussed it, and they both suddenly exerted their strength, and several swords slammed into each other. For a while, there was a lot of smoke and dust in the ring, and the two of them couldn't see clearly

, only the red and blue sword lights are staggered and horizontal, which is particularly eye-catching.

Again staggered, and the two were opposed.

Li Tai'a was a little indignant: "Today's battle can be won or lost." ”

The meaning is obvious, he doesn't care much about the victory or defeat this time, with his current state of mind, how can he have a chance to break through the realm? Even if he really asks Jian Qiongguang in the end, what if he wins? If he gains fame, his state of mind will be dusty...... Do you really dare to put your position above that person? When Lei Zhengze took out the Qiongguang Sword, he realized that he would never be able to catch up with Lei Jiyuan in his life, and that person would be the eternal overlord of the entire rivers and lakes.

Mrs. Li asked herself, even if he was just deceiving himself, he couldn't do it.

If the Firmament Light Sword is not in Lei Jiyuan's hands, it cannot be counted as the Firmament Light Sword.

There was still fire in Tianwen's eyes, and he obviously didn't agree with Li Tai'a's opinion. He shook his head, and raised a blood-stained shark-toothed sword in front of him:

"The swordsman asks the sword, only to win, not to give up. ”

Above the recklessness, the flames burned the sky, and the flames rose up in the sky, as if they were about to burn half of the sky on this side of the ring. From Tianwen's voice rose sharply, his eyes were pure, and a fiery red light pierced through.

Li Tai'a knew that he couldn't resist it, so he simply didn't make any superfluous movements, and directly put his sword into the sheath.

I saw that Li Tai'a's spiritual power was all restrained and gathered beside him, slightly protecting his body, and a red light pierced from the side of the ring, staggering by, leaving traces of red light, as if the entire ring was stabbed through.

Collecting the sword from Tianwen, the white whiskers are flying, the sword light is restrained, and the ring is silent.

Mrs. Li shook her sleeves, straightened out a gap in the robe she was wearing outside, and then turned around with her sword and bowed:

"Mrs. Li has killing power, and kendo is not as good as his predecessors. ”

From Tianwen's age, he is not older than Li Tai'a, and this senior is even more sincere and weighty.

Cong Tianwen didn't buy it very much, and returned the gift perfunctorily:

"It's not good to win, it's not good to lose. ”

In the quiet air, a lonely applause rang out, and that applause came from the stands. Outside the isolation zone outside the venue, the spectators who had just watched the excitement hurriedly applauded, but in fact, they didn't even know who won and who lost.

"Wonderful, it was really the grandmaster's tricks, and the winner was divided so quickly. Lei Zhengze casually glanced at the incense burning next to him: "I haven't burned a stick of incense, and sure enough, the higher the realm, the faster the victory and defeat will be determined!"

Neither of the audience spoke, and Mrs. Li darkened her face even more when she heard this, and she turned around directly to leave the scene.

Lei Zhengze gently touched the handle of the seat and sneered:

"Some things, if they are too obvious, they are not too big, right?"

Li Tai'a stood in place instantly, like cold water on his head for a while, like a hungry tiger around.

You know, Lei Jiyuan may be watching in the dark! Who is he putting up a shelf for?

Lei Zhengze, who usually does etiquette, is abnormal, and after saying something inappropriate, he didn't mean to give Li Tai'a a senior step down the ladder at all. For a while, Lei Zhengzheng sat high on the stage, and stood according to the rules

asked from the sky, and walked halfway to the stage, at this time Li Tai'a was in a dilemma.

After an awkward silence, Li Tai'a finally chose to stiffen and turn around, came to the audience and stood side by side with Cong Tianwen, bowing his head and bowing to the alliance leader who was most unlike the leader of the Southern Alliance.

Lei Zhengze had the face of a villain, and hurriedly came down to hold the hands of the two seniors:

"Oops, hey, both of them are seniors, although I am from the South League, there is no need, there is no need to ......" The two of them were helped up, and Lei Zhengze returned to the appearance of a "soft egg" who was easy to bully, but now this appearance can only make Li Tai'a even more annoyed and resentful.

"I thought this was Enwei and did it?Hmph, it's still far away!" Li Tai'a walked away, her eyes gloomy.

Come with a whim, come home with a frustration, but that's it.

He didn't see that behind him, the look from the sky was much more complicated.

One of the two returned to their own camp outside the field, and the other rested in the rest area built next to the high platform. There, the two men who will be in the next joust slowly stand up and go to the ring together. As they passed by, Qiyu and Congtianwen nodded to each other, but the swordsman on his back never squinted, and he didn't pay much attention to the gazes that the other two put on him.

The two stood on their sides in the ring, and Qiyu took the lead in saluting, then drew his sword and said in a loud voice:

"Dragon Waterfall, ask the sword to kill the cold!"

Different from the previous game, in the last game, Li Tai'a was in an uncertain mood, and she lost the heart to win, so she fell directly behind. Li Tai'a and Cong Tianwen have already studied kendo countless times, and today's competition alone is not of any more benefit to Li Tai'a, so there is no way to quickly enter the state.

And Qiyu's opponent today is one of the two major goals of the three of them, and it is also where the breakthrough in their calculations lies. Among the three of the three Divine Rise pinnacles killed by the back box swordsman, the first two and all three of them can win, but the third person ......

With the time to meditate and meditate, and the opponent is a swordsman with a box on his back, Qi Yu has a sword intent on his body, and he can't wait for a battle!

The swordsman on his back drew the long sword that was even more famous because of him from the scabbard hanging beside him, and his voice was cold and did not fluctuate, just like his posture in the countless competitions in front of him:

"Kill the cold. ”

In the competition of the back box swordsman, none of them will allow the opponent to end the game intact, which is worthy of the name of ruthlessness. But at this moment, Qiyu just wants the opponent to shoot faster and more ruthlessly!

A cyan flash suddenly rushed towards the ghost-faced swordsman.

Qi Yu couldn't see what was under the mask of the man in front of him, he could only see the terrifying eyes of the dead light.

At the moment when Qi Yu took out his sword, there was murderous intent in the eyes under the ghost face!

The swordsman with the back box turned sideways slightly, and Qi Yu, who was in a trance for a moment, slowed down his sword, and the sword that was bound to be won was directly flashed sideways by the person in front of him!

The waves were not alarmed, and the full force of the peak of Shenqi was bound to blow, but it didn't even stir up a splash.

Qi Yu's face was pale, and he glared angrily at the swordsman with the box on his back, and at the same time, there was a fear in the depths of this master's heart - that unreasonable killing intent could affect him

If this time the enemy is not divided into victory and defeat, but between life and death, will he become a corpse?

Most monks have a deep sense of their own situation, and the higher their cultivation, the stronger this sense tends to be. Now the induction in Qi Yu's heart made the palm of his hand holding the long sword completely sweaty......

"Pressing the realm, is it the pinnacle of God's rise?"

Qi Yu saw a scalp-numbing scene next, the faintly lit talisman that had begun to burn, was wrapped in spiritual power by the swordsman on the back, and it was hard to extinguish the flames.

"Almost lost ......"

These two whispers, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, only rang in Qiyu's ears. Coupled with the shocking scene in front of him, Qiyu's mind was completely confused, and he even lost the courage to ask the sword.

At this time, that devilish voice sounded faintly, mercilessly piercing what Qiyu was thinking:

"Scared?"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Picking Up Stars" with more like-minded people, " ", talk about life, and find confidants~