Chapter 47: No Edge

Hu Daoxin asked Senior Sister Gu Pan'er privately just now, Gu Pan'er said that she beat Ye Xiaochuan violently in the back mountain the night before, and Ye Xiaochuan didn't have the slightest ability to fight back, so Ye Xiaochuan was not in Hu Daoxin's sight at all, and she also wanted to retain some strength, after all, she was going to meet Sun Yao in the second round, even if she didn't win, she couldn't lose too badly under Sun Yao.

A white-bearded elder walked up to the stage, and when Ye Xiaochuan saw it, it turned out to be Uncle Yang when he signed up, and immediately smiled and greeted Uncle Yang.

Elder Yang has a good relationship with Ye Xiaochuan's master, Drunken Daoren, and often drinks together, so he is also quite familiar with Ye Xiaochuan.

He coughed and said, "Senior nephew Xiaochuan, senior nephew of Daoxin, everyone is of the same clan and the same lineage, the fighting method is up to the point, don't hurt the other party's life and destroy the other party's cultivation foundation." ”

Obviously, he said this to Hu Daoxin, and he also knew that Ye Xiaochuan's connections in Cangyunmen were not very good, and this could be seen from the countless disciples surrounding him who wanted to see Ye Xiaochuan being beaten.

Hu Daoxin said: "Uncle Yang, I have a sense of proportion, he won't die, but if he will lack arms and legs, then I can't guarantee it." ”

Elder Yang shook his head with a wry smile, shrugged his shoulders at Ye Xiaochuan, and signaled that I can only help you get here, and then you can ask for more blessings.

Ye Xiaochuan has no actual combat experience, when his cultivation was low in the past, after he was caught stealing things, he basically had no power to resist, and was used as a meat sandbag by his senior brothers and sisters.

Since he reached the realm of the sky and truly entered the ranks of cultivators, the only actual combat experience was the cat and mouse game he played with him on the top of the cliff of Siguo Cliff the night before, but that time only increased the combat experience of body and footwork, and he had no experience at all in the real battle competition between cultivators.

As the saying goes, if you lose, you don't lose the battle, Ye Xiaochuan knows this well, even if he has no bottom in his heart at the moment and is extremely nervous, but his face is not exposed at all, with a calm expression that Lao Tzu is the first in the world and Lao Tzu has won.

Hu Daoxin had long wanted to teach Ye Xiaochuan a lesson, but he never had a chance, but he didn't expect that he drew a good lot, and he met this kid in the first round and the first game.

Although she is not as beautiful as her senior sister, she is also beautiful and graceful, and she is still a good beauty in the Cangyun Gate. Perhaps because of the influence of Senior Sister Gu Pan'er, several true female disciples of Master Jingxuan almost all of them prefer the fiery immortal sword magic weapon, and Hu Daoxin is no exception.

Cultivators and magic weapons are one mind, and people with ordinary wood attribute magic weapons have a more easy-going personality. People with earth-attribute magic weapons are more stable and good at defense. As for this fiery magic weapon, they are basically all hot personalities and good at attacking.

Hu Daoxin slowly pulled out a fairy sword in his hand, the whole body was red, and the glow was pervasive, although it was not as good as the smoke in the hand of her senior sister Gu Pan'er, but it was also extraordinary.

Hu Daoxin looked down at the fairy sword in his hand, and said slowly: "This sword is called Lingzhuo, it is made of pure yang essence, integrated into the Beihai Xuantie, and cast into the sword body for 7749 days, please show your magic weapon." ”

Ye Xiaochuan's magic weapon is naturally the bladeless blade he got from the Siguo Cliff.

He took out Wufeng from his arms, his mind moved, and in front of everyone's eyes, the hilt of Wufeng's sword suddenly flashed blue, and the three-foot sword body suddenly appeared, and the sword body was covered with ancient inscription patterns, and a feeling of vicissitudes came to his face.

Everyone was stunned, they had never seen such a strange magic weapon.

At this moment, Yun Qiyou in the audience suddenly frowned, looked down, and saw that the chopping dust in his hand suddenly seemed to be pulled by some mysterious power, and he was humming and trembling, as if he wanted to break out of the sheath.

Yun Qiyou's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly suppressed the trembling dust with his true strength. After a while, the Dust Slashing Sword stopped.

This is the second time in the past few months that the Dust Slashing Divine Sword has moved, the last time was in Qingluan Pavilion, and the Dust Slashing Divine Sword suddenly trembled without warning.

Yun Qiyou was connected to the bloodline of the slashing dust, and this time she clearly felt that the ancient sword, which had been silent for thousands of years, seemed to come to life, as if there was a force around her that stimulated the divine sword.

At the same time, Ye Xiaochuan in the ring also felt that there was something wrong with Wufeng in his hand today, if he hadn't held Wufeng's hilt tightly, Wufeng's divine sword would have gone out a long time ago, and it seemed that some power was attracting it.

After a while, the abnormality of the Bladeless Excalibur was eliminated, and he looked down at the Bladeless Sword in his hand in surprise, and said, "Dude, what's wrong with you today? Are you excited, or are you afraid? No matter what, this fight is inevitable, you must not drop the chain for me at this time! Please, please!"

Outside the main hall, near the white marble guardrail, everyone noticed Ye Xiaochuan's strange divine sword, but the demon boy who had been looking at the Xunwei ring noticed it.

Her willow eyebrows tufted slightly, revealing a look of surprise, and said, "Wu Feng?"

After speaking, she looked at the drunken Taoist beside her and said, "Drunken old man, you are really generous enough, and you passed on Wufeng to this child." It seems that the re-emergence of Cangyun Gate is already overwhelming, and it is really surprising that Cutting Dust and Wufeng were born together, and they are both in the hands of the younger generation of disciples. ”

The drunken Taoist listened in a daze, and said, "Wufeng?

The demon boy was slightly stunned, and a look of surprise appeared on her soft and beautiful cheeks again, as if this time she was even more surprised than seeing Wu Feng come out.

The strange sword has no edge, and the sword shadow is invisible. Broken thoughts cut dust, lovesickness and lovesickness.

The two ancient swords of Wufeng and Dust Slashing were the magic weapons of the Invisible Sword God and the Broken Mind Fairy more than 6,000 years ago, and the time was so long ago that even the Drunken Dao Man, a human cultivation master, had never heard of the name of the Bladeless Sword.

The demon Xiaofu is a vein of the Heavenly Fox, has a long lifespan, has lived for thousands of years, and knows some magic weapons in ancient times, so she, like Xiao Chi, recognized the magic weapon fairy sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand at a glance, which is the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier Wufeng that has been lost in the world for more than 6,000 years.

Four thousand years ago, the first generation of Cangyunmen patriarch Cangyunzi got the dust from nowhere, and since then the dust has become one of the three major weapons of Cangyunmen.

Seeing that the demon boy had a different expression, the drunken Taoist was surprised and said, "Is the bladeless sword very powerful?"

The demon Xiaofu shook his head slightly, thinking in his heart, this Wufeng Divine Sword did not seem to be collected by Cangyunmen, it seems that Ye Xiaochuan got it by accident, even the drunken Taoist people don't know Wufeng's true face, if he tells Wufeng now that he is on the same level as Chopping Dust, I am afraid that it will bring some unnecessary trouble to Ye Xiaochuan.

However, Yu Jizi, the head of Cangyun Gate, who was sitting on a chair watching the battle behind him, at this moment, his eyes fell on the divine sword in the hand of the young man in the Xunwei ring.

Yu Jizi slowly stood up, and his heart turned upside down, and a voice shouted wildly: "No edge! Broken thoughts cut dust, lovesickness and lovesickness. Does Wu Feng really exist?"