"What is the origin of this person, and he wants to challenge Senior Brother Yu when he first appears?"

"Kunlun slaves are hard to come by, and those who have the ability to buy this kind of slaves are by no means mediocre. ”

"What are you afraid of, it's just a slave, is there really a cultivation in the realm of a little grandmaster?"

"Senior Brother Yu has stepped into the Martial Dao Quadruple Samadhi Realm for a long time, but he won't lose, I'm just worried that someone will target the Heaven Replenishment Sect. After all, in the past Fu Festival, it is very rare to name the favorite to challenge the champion in the first game. ”

“......”

In the spectator seat, some Heaven Mending Sect disciples couldn't help but discuss.

It seems that the senior brothers and sisters who are ranked in the Eight Small Mountains have participated in several Fu Festival meetings in previous years. Because the few people in the Heaven Interception Sect followed the Seven Princes to the north to defend against the enemy, there were no opponents in the same age of the empire, and they were unwilling to surrender their identities to bully the small.

Therefore, I did not participate in this year's Fu Festival.

Therefore, the disciples of the Heaven Replenishing Sect tied their hopes to Yu Baijiang, hoping that they would be able to suppress Zhuo Buqun and Mu Chengfeng, who were born in the Heavenly Sect, and come out on top. If it can be compared with Senior Brother Su last night, it can be regarded as the Heavenly Sect raising its eyebrows.

But now in the first martial arts fight, someone named and challenged Yu Baijan, which inevitably made them suspect that the Heaven Interception Sect was secretly making trouble.

After all, Mu Chengfeng, who had entered the Interception Heaven Sect to practice, was the son of the king of Chengjun, and he was one of the few scholars who had the family to buy Kunlun Nu and had sufficient motives.

......

Yu Baijan didn't think as much as his peers in the A-shaped area of the participating seats.

Picking up the sword from his side, Yu Baijiang stood up and straightened his robe, and then walked towards the martial arts platform.

Over the years, it has not been without the behavior of Wudoutai to take the opportunity to settle personal grievances, but it does not affect the ownership of Su Wuling in the end. In other words, under the competition system of the Fu Festival Society, the strength of the Su Wu Ling Lord decided over the years is undoubted, and he is the strongest scholar who deserves to be.

In that case, why bother with what kind of opponents you will encounter on the way to the end.

Two hundred into twenty.

If you are destined to lose, losing in the first game is no different from losing in the ninth.

This is Yubaijan's idea......

Su Hanshan and Yu Baijiang have had several fates, and the first time they climbed Tianfu Mountain was the road led by this Senior Brother Yu.

looked at the martial arts platform, and inadvertently saw the strange young man who was not tall opposite, as if the other party's eyes had never been taken away for a moment, and he had been looking at himself. Even at this moment, everyone in the Su Wu Temple is paying attention to the martial arts platform......

Su Hanshan, who was becoming more and more inexplicable, nodded lightly, as if he had met and said hello, and then looked at the stage intently.

Yu Baijan held his sword and saluted.

The Kunlun slave boy named Aman does not perform the ceremony, he only kneels, and kneels to his master.

Yu Baijan was not his master, so he directly drew his sword.

The knife was three feet two inches long, and the blade was snow-white with a cold light.

Yu Baijiang stared at the knife and showed a little surprise, it was actually a shaman knife with the same name as the Qiutang knife. Looking at Kunlun Nu in front of him, he felt more and more that the background behind him was not simple.

"My name is Yu Baijan, and I didn't ask ......"

Yu Baijan's voice seemed lonely. Especially when I have been waiting for a long time and there is still no response.

He suddenly remembered that the language of Kunlun was incomprehensible to Su Tang, and this young man in tiger skin should not have understood his words, and he would no longer be entangled.

In the face of any strange opponent, he would not take it lightly, and then he drew his sword and said, "Please." ”

No mud and water.

The Kunlun slave boy named Aman kicked the ground with his heels, and his strong body was like a flowing shadow, and he came to Yu Baijiang in an instant.

The shaman knife in his hand slashed out as fast as lightning.

The extremely fast but not abrupt shot made many scholars in the contestants gasp.

Judging from the amount of true qi that lingered on the body of the young man in tiger skin, it was surprising that this Kunlun slave was also a little master cultivator of the Martial Dao Quadruple Samadhi Realm.

On par with Yubaijan!

General Su Tang, who was sitting on the sentencing seat, looked at the sword, and his eyes were as deep as the sea under his eyebrows, showing a little appreciation.

He has been an official in the court for many years, and one person is above 10,000 people, but he still thinks that he has no eye to see people, but he can see a knife.

In the hundred years of the rivers and lakes, except for the Su Tang predecessor who was once as famous as the old sword god Huang Mei enshrined in Su Wu Temple, there is no knife that he can't understand. Even not long ago, he was surprised that he had fallen into the mortal at a young age, and the rising star Xiao Li Tanhua and the twenty-four bridges were on a moonlit night.

He felt that this Kunlun Nu Aman's knife was fierce and fierce, and it opened and closed widely. If it is used on the battlefield, it has the style of the past when he cared about the knife and was unscrupulous.

Such a good seedling, it's a pity to be a Kunlun slave in the rich and nobleman's house.

......

On the martial arts platform.

Yu Baijan faced a knife like a thunderstorm, but he did not fall into a panic like the bystanders, let alone lose his mind.

Even the ferocity of this knife is really unexpected.

Secretly operating his true qi, he was calm and composed, holding his sword at his side.

Hearing only a crisp sound, the collision of the two people's true qi stirred up a cold wind and swept across the contestants, and the sword was impartially blocked in front of the shaman knife.

The cold wind hit the face, and the Kunlun slave boy was slightly surprised.

He believed in his own knives. It is a master of the cultivation of the ordinary martial arts quadruple minor master of the same realm, and under his fierce fast sword, there are few that can resist lightly.

I couldn't help but be a little surprised by the polite Yu Baijan.

Of course, distraction is the most taboo on the martial arts platform, and Aman, who has actual combat experience and his rich Kunlun Nu, does not dare to get distracted. Retracting his gaze, the true qi in his body was running wildly, and the shaman blade blade slashed downward against the sword body, wanting to cut off Yu Baijiang's hand holding the sword.

Another killing knife!

Yu Baijiang's pupils shrank slightly when he blocked the first knife and his arm trembled, and he used a beautiful turning sword in a hurry.

The long sword in his hand rotated several times around the shaman knife that was slashed, and then it was cleverly held in Yu Baijiang's hand again. As if to repay the other body with the other way, while dissolving the opponent's knife style, Yu Baijiang drew a scoop sword with a gourd and slashed towards Kunlun Nu Aman's neck.

The tip of the sword swept less than a finger's width from Aman's neck.

The cold blade of the sword made Aman feel the danger.

One foot slammed.

His body flashed back quickly.

When Aman retreated to the edge of the martial arts platform, he stopped his body, and felt the slightest coolness, he reached out and touched his neck, and there were traces of blood in his palm.

He was still injured.

Dodged the tip of the sword, but was injured by the sword qi......

During the competition, several disciples of the Heaven Replenishing Sect said hello excitedly and secretly, at first they were a little worried that Senior Brother Yu would be defeated by this menacing Kunlun slave boy, but now it seems to be redundant.

It's just that their excited looks fell on Zhuo Buqun and Mu Chengfeng's eyes, but they were exchanged for disdain and ridicule.

The eyes of the two who seemed to know something fell on the eldest prince in the judgment seat.

I saw Su Jieyu leisurely picking up the cup in front of him and taking a sip of tea.

When the cup was put down again casually, the Kunlun slave boy Aman on the martial arts platform suddenly jumped up with a shaman knife in both hands, like an eagle pounced on a rabbit and slashed at the top of Yu Baijiang's head.