Anyway, where did Sister Changyue go? Why didn't you see this Spirit Sword Mountain after she came here?

Xiao Yu'er was stunned, and then scolded: "It's only been two days since I came to Lingjian Mountain, I heard that tomorrow will officially hold a disciple apprenticeship meeting, and I'll go to her tomorrow." Hehe, I miss her too. ”

"Uh-huh, Sister Ah Around, come on, beat this big villain. Sister Rao, come on!" Cai'er looked intently at the two people who were about to compete. While casually answering Xiao Yu'er, she cheered for her sister Ah Rao. made Xiao Yu'er cry and laugh, I don't know if she wants to be a long moon, or if she has no heart or lungs.

Turning his gaze to the center of the square, Xiao Yu'er was also looking at the two of them in the field, looking forward to what kind of realm Ah Rao was.

......

Ah Rao said playfully to Lin Xiu: "Boy, do you want to fight first or fight first?"

Lin Xiu said without thinking: "Of course, it's the martial arts first." ”

Ah Rao smiled mischievously, and muttered with a small mouth: "Okay, since you want to fight first, my aunt and grandmother, I will fulfill you!" Under his feet was a flirtatious foot wind, stepping on a kind of pace like stepping on the moon and chasing stars, the speed was so fast, with a swishing wind, the white clothes and hats danced with the wind, like a white cloud swept towards Lin Xiu.

Lin Xiu took a step back, raised his hand to signal to stop, and said righteously: "Slow! I still have something to say......

Before the words were finished, Ah Rao rode the wind under his feet, and had swept in front of Lin Xiu, and the first move was to embroider his fist to take Lin Xiu's middle door, and said with a wicked smile like a silver bell: "Wait until you lose!"

Lin Xiu hurriedly waved his hand and pulled his body sideways, dissolving Ah Rao's embroidered fist in a four-two thousand catties style, and at the same time stepping on his feet with strange steps, slashing sideways behind Ah Rao, pinching the sword with one hand and pointing at Ah Rao's shoulder, and scolded secretly: "It's you who lost!"

Ah Rao's two slender embroidered fists, like soft willows facing the wind, fought with Lin Xiu's sword fingers.

The two of them are erratic, like dragonflies playing in the water, and they are both close to each other, their steps are sharp, and they have not left a distance of one meter.

The white clothes and green shadows are staggered, dancing with robes and cloud sleeves, competing for a bit of beauty.

The two of them fought hotly in the center of the square, no, no, it should be regarded as a martial arts dance, because the two of them didn't seem to use a few strengths in one move, although the offensive was urgent, but they were all a little, and the posture was up to the point.

Just fighting, the little fisherman outside the field found that although Lin Xiu did not have the strength in his hand, his momentum was slowly changing, as if a sword with a flickering cold light was gradually unsheathed.

The little fisherman said in his heart.

Lin Xiu is here again, it seems that as long as he fights, not only will his momentum become sharper, but even ...... It's even like the whole thing is a different person.

Xiao Yu'er, who was guessing wildly, suddenly heard the melodious voice of the old man on the side.

"Obviously! This kid has a very high level of understanding, is talented, and was born with a good material for learning swords, but he has not touched the bones and explored the soul, and I don't know how many inches the sword bones are, and whether the soul has an extra wisp of sword grid. Hehe, but it's a pity, it's a pity. ”

When Xiao Yu'er heard this, he looked at the old drunkard who had raised his head and drank a big sip of wine after speaking.

Thinking thoughtfully, he asked suspiciously: "Dare to ask what the sword bone and sword grid that Uncle Shi said is?"

The old man shook his head, smiled mischievously at Xiao Yu'er, and said, "Why do you know so much? Hahaha!"

Xiao Yu'er couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

Heartway.

You can't talk like that!

Anyway, what kind of sword bones, sword grids, sounds like cheap bones, things that only cheap sluts have, what is so great. That's right, it's good to have this kind of thing by Lin Xiu, a slut, alone.

Of course, although Xiao Yu'er was disdainful, he didn't dare to say so. Although the other side is a bad old drunkard, from the previous events, it seems that this thing is still a real Lingjian Mountain boss-level character, so he has to lower his posture and ask: "It's a pity that you dare to ask Uncle Ancestor Niandao, what does it mean?"

The old man said proudly: "Of course it's a pity, the opponent he met was my granddaughter Ah Rao!

The corners of Xiao Yu'er's mouth couldn't help twitching again.

It is not Lin Xiu who dares you to praise, but your granddaughter A Rao. I meow you meow, what kind of people are you?

Xiao Yu'er felt more and more that the sword bones that this bad old drunkard said, the sword grid or something, were actually cheap bones, cheap bones, scolding Lin Xiu slut!

When Xiao Yu'er was thinking wildly, suddenly there were many white-robed disciples beside him, exclaiming.

Xiao Yu'er quickly came back to his senses, looked at the field, and just saw that Lin Xiu, this kid, was getting more and more urgent, and his two hands were either sword fingers or palm fists, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Xu is Lin Xiu's intensive offensive beat Ah Rao into a panic, and he didn't know how to parry. Suddenly, there was a flaw in the middle plate, and he was pointed at by Lin Xiu with a sword, and then the sword finger turned into a claw, grabbed Ah Rao's waist and shoulders, and fell back over the shoulder, throwing Ah Rao out.

Ah Rao's white-clothed figure flew upside down in the air dozens of meters high, and the two jade fat hands groped around his waist in a panic, and suddenly touched what he wanted, and the spiritual light in his hand flickered and patted lightly on his waist. Jing is a huge bright red silk flew out of thin air, brushed a few times, and quickly wrapped around Ah Huan's waist.

When Ah Wan landed, the white-clothed Taoist robe on his body had been wrapped around his body with bright red silk, and a few bunches of tail silk fell from his waist, but they automatically floated in the air without wind.

Ah Rao, who was beaten by Lin Xiu a few times, was in pain all over his body, and said to Lin Xiu angrily: "You, you, you!

At this time, Lin Xiu had already entered the state of integrating the sword body, putting the sword out of the end, and the edge was exposed.

I saw that his sword finger in one hand was glowing with a faint cyan aura, and his old green clothes and black hair were washed without wind, and the expression on his face was indifferent, but there was a hint of smugness.

Raising his eyebrows lightly, he smiled lightly: "How can you say that this is also a martial arts competition, it is impossible to say that there is no pain and scar at all! Besides, I have already started lightly, if this is the case, it will be called pain, I think you can still admit defeat." Huh!"

Ah Rao was very angry when he heard this, but he smiled again, and teased like a silver bell: "Okay, I didn't use my weapon in the fight just now, now take out your weapon, let's try again!"

After Ah Rao finished speaking, he slapped his hand on his waist a few times, and there were words in his small mouth, and he didn't know what incantation to recite again.

The red silk waist is a spiritual light constantly flickering, and there are all kinds of colorful spiritual objects flying out.

Among them, there was a spirit sword glowing with red light, hovering in the air a few times, and it fell into the jade hand of Ah Rao.

There were also more than a dozen bright red rune papers with strange handwriting that were blazing and floating behind Ah Rao.

And a few bunches of bright red silk under his waist automatically rose without wind, and Arao was lifted in mid-air.

At this time, in Xiao Yuer's eyes, she has a bit of the image of a ghost hunter, but the difference is that the ghost hunter in Xiao Yuer's memory is all yellow robes, yellow runes, and yellow swords, while Ah Rao is a red robe, a red rune, and a red sword.

A Rao's provocative Lin Xiu said: "Don't say that I bullied you, I only took out a few spiritual weapons, what about you, don't you take them out?"

Lin Xiu smiled indifferently: "If you still have any treasures, just take them out, I can still beat you with just one sword!"

Lin Xiu's sword pointed at the sky suddenly, and he shouted loudly: "The sword of "Blue Bird" is !!."

As soon as these words came out, not only Ah Rao was surprised, but even many white-clothed disciples outside the arena were stunned and lost their voices.

"What!

"No, how could he have a blue bird spirit sword!"

"How could the Blue Bird Spirit Sword be in his hands?"

Many words came out of the mouths of the various surprised white-robed disciples.

This surprised Xiao Yu'er.

Heartway.

Could it be that Lin Xiu's previous cyan spirit sword called "Blue Bird" couldn't be recognized by these Spirit Sword Mountain disciples, but why were they so surprised?

Can't figure it out.

Xiao Yu'er looked at the old drunkard who was sitting on the ground on the side, although he looked like a bad old drunkard, but in fact he was the peak master of the Xiaoyao Peak of the Spirit Sword Mountain, hoping to get the answer he wanted from him.

But when he saw even the bad-nosed old drunkard, he nodded and muttered, sure enough!

Xiao Yu'er asked, "Senior Uncle Ancestor, what's wrong with this "Blue Bird" Spirit Sword?

The old man took a sip of gourd wine and replied, "Don't ask, don't think about it, let's read it first!"

Xiao Yu'er had to smile awkwardly, thinking to herself, when Lin Xiu finished the test, just pull him over and ask him. Hey, why didn't you think this "Blue Bird" spirit sword was so powerful!

But the atmosphere in the field suddenly became very awkward.

Because the words that Lin Xiu shouted proudly, although they were magnificent, there was no spirit sword flying, and there was not even any movement at all.

After waiting for a long time, a breeze blew through the two figures from the field. Ah Rao suddenly snorted and laughed: "Are you playing with the living treasure? What kind of sword is there? Wow Ka Ka!

Lin Xiu also felt embarrassed, and the momentum of the edge dissipated suddenly.

He was a little embarrassed on his face, and waved his hand anxiously and said, "Wait a while, wait a while." ”

Then his hand went to his arms in a panic, Xu was flustered, and after a while, he took out a small cyan sword as thin as a finger and held it in his hand.

He lowered his head and complained to the cyan sword, "What are you doing? Why don't you show your spirit at all at this time?"

The cyan sword that Lin Xiu was holding in both hands shook himself.

Lin Xiu hurriedly said to the cyan little sword, flattering: "Don't don't, okay, I don't blame you, but you have to make me bigger now, don't embarrass me." Big big, big up give it to me!"

As the words fell, the cyan little sword competition followed, talking about the blue light looming, and slowly turned into a slender spirit sword nearly two meters long.

Lin corrected the look on his face, stood the slender cyan sword of nearly two meters, and said proudly: "The sword is here, isn't it!"

But Ah Huan in the field and the white-robed disciples outside the field were shocked and speechless.

Their horrified expressions fell on Xiao Yu'er's eyes, and their faces were clearly full of disbelief.

Lin Xiu's sword turned out to be really ......

!! "Blue Bird" !!