Snort, snort, snort!

Yan Dazhi's flying sword is just a high-grade magic weapon, although the quality is not as good as Qian Wufu's pair of gloves, but after being pinched by Qian Wufu, it is still struggling violently, accompanied by the violent friction between the flying sword and the golden silk glove, a puff of green smoke rises.

Qian Wuhen's face changed slightly, and he suddenly threw out the flying sword he was holding in his hand, and the flying sword drew an arc straight away from three zhang, and then returned to Yan Dazhi's control.

However, at this time, everyone saw that the tip of the flying sword, which had been pinched by the golden silk gloves, had become much rougher, and the sword body had obviously been damaged.

Qian Wufei had the upper hand, and caused the other party's flying sword to be damaged, and immediately mocked: "The Tanxi faction is known as the number one sect in Xi County, and some people are even advocating that the first sect in Yuzhou will fall on the head of the Tanxi faction after the Heaven Shaking Sect, but looking at Yan Daoyou's cultivation strength, it makes Qian feel that the reputation of your sect is too unworthy of its name!"

This time the two sides seemed to have the upper hand in the battle between Qian Wuhen, which also made the monks on the Yuzhou side feel a little disappointed, and at the same time, they had a little contempt for Yan Dazhi, who was barely the earliest advanced person among the three generations of monks.

However, Yang Junshan knew that Yan Dazhi's true strength was not just what was revealed on the surface, his real hole card was the dual cultivation of the Fu Sword!

Sure enough, at the moment when Yang Junshan's thoughts just fell, Yan Dazhi snorted coldly, and a ball of natal true gang condensed above his head, turning into a blue-gold talisman, and countless blue-gold rays of light scattered out from the talisman, each of which turned into a sword ray, and melted towards the flying sword that was already slightly damaged in mid-air.

Although the Origin True Gang is far less capable of manifesting all things than the Qingshu Zhenren, this can only be done by completely transforming the spiritual power in the body into Gang Qi, which means that at this time, Yan Dazhi's cultivation has reached the peak of the Transformation Gang Realm.

With the blessing of the natal talisman, Yan Dazhi's originally damaged flying sword suddenly let out a soft groan, and a brilliant sword light burst out from the sword body, stabbing straight into Qian Wuhen's chest.

Qian Wuhen's face had changed when Yan Dazhi released the natal talisman, and when he saw the sword shot at this time, where did he dare to use the golden silk gloves in his hand to connect it, and hurriedly flew with both hands, and a little bit of golden light burst out from between his fingers, colliding with the flying sword light.

Zheng, Zheng, Zheng......

If the sound of a substantial golden and iron resonance came from mid-air, although Yan Dazhi's gold-pointing hand was constantly delaying the flying sword, it was still unable to stop the sword from coming.

At the critical moment, Qian Hentai burst into a shout, and the gold that had originally extended to the forearms of both hands continued to extend backwards, until half of the back arms of both hands were turned into gold arms, and then the hands were held empty, and the two hands of vitality were formed in mid-air, and the flying sword was grabbed in one fell swoop, and in the sound of "squeak and quack", countless stars of vitality light fell from it.

Then Qian Wufei blocked this sword ray, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he could already hear a burst of exclamations from the people watching the battle around him, Qian Wufu secretly said that it was not good, but a killing intent had been firmly locked on the back of his head.

This killing intent was so close at hand that Qian Wufu didn't dare to move at all when he stood there, and the giant hands and swords in front of him all dispersed, but he saw Yan Dazhi standing with his hands in his hands not far away, looking at him with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Looking back slightly, he saw that the flying sword that had been injured by his gold-pointing hand was hovering three feet behind his head at this time, and once he dared to make a move, this flying sword could instantly pierce his head.

"Qian Daoyou, I agreed!" Yan Dazhi smiled slightly.

Qian Wuhen snorted coldly, a look of indignation flashed on his face, and he walked towards the pergola where he was without saying a word.

Before the money returned to the pergola, there was already a person who couldn't hold back and stood up, Yang Junshan's face suddenly froze when he followed the prestige, but he saw that the person who got up was none other than the sword cultivator disciple of the Wind and Snow Sword Sect who had formed a beam outside the Shaking Heaven Peak before, and had fought outside the Yuanci Mountain before.

The moment the man got up, he also stared at Yang Junshan, and he didn't restrain the naked killing intent in his eyes at all, but where would Yang Junshan take this person to heart, when the two of them were both in the Great Perfection Realm, if this person didn't escape quickly, he would almost fall into the hands of Yang Junshan, this time the two of them both advanced to the real human realm, this person didn't provoke him, once he was forced to make a move, Yang Junshan was also confident that he would defeat this person again.

Song Wei and Ying Tear, who knew that there was a festival between the two, looked at Yang Junshan for the first time, but saw that Yang Junshan's expression was flat, and he couldn't see anything from his expression.

The disciple of the Wind and Snow Sword Sect was already standing in the school field at this time, and he bowed his hand to Qingshu Zhenren, and said: "Su Chengzong, a disciple of the younger Wind and Snow Sword Sect, has long heard the name of Song Wei Zhenren of your sect, and he is the first person of the three generations of disciples of your sect to advance to the real human realm, and today I specially ask Song Zhenren for advice. ”

Yang Junshan looked stunned, and obviously didn't expect to win tears, and Chen Jizhen, who was standing on the high platform, inadvertently flashed a trace of worry on his face, and everyone looked at Song Wei, but saw that Song Wei was also slightly stunned, and then stood up and said: "Su Daoyou is the true inheritance of the first sect in Liangzhou, Song Mou's strength is shallow, and I ask Su Daoyou's subordinates to be merciful!"

Su Chengzong smiled "hehe" and said, "Don't worry, I will be merciful in the future." ”

These words were arrogant, and the children of the Heaven Shaking Sect who were watching the battle from a distance condemned one after another, and Song Wei was a little angry no matter how good he was, and said coldly after the end: "Since this is the case, please also ask Su Daoyou to teach you!"

That Su Chengzong sneered, and didn't say much, with a finger in his hand, a sword flew out of the cuff silently, straight to Song Wei's chest.

Such a direct approach to the middle palace is obviously an absolute confidence in his own strength, and it is also a contempt for Song Wei's own strength.

Song Wei has been despised repeatedly, and it is inevitable that there will be anger in his heart, seeing that the other party is actually attacking so head-on, his heart is also competitive, and the high-grade magic weapon in his hand is sacrificed, and he slammed into the flying sword with all his strength.

Chen Jizhen took a step forward suddenly, but suddenly felt a sharp gaze staring at him, and when he followed the gaze of the visitor, he saw a monk with a calm temperament and wearing the same clothes as Su Chengzong was smiling and nodding at him.

Jugang Realm cultivator, Chen Jizhen was shocked in his heart, the Wind and Snow Sword Sect deserves to be the first sect in Liangzhou, and some of the three generations of disciples have already advanced to the Jugang Realm.

Chen Jizhen was just concerned about the safety of his disciples, and had no intention of interfering in the fighting method, the monk of the Wind and Snow Sword Sect obviously understood this, and quickly took his eyes back, and at this time, under Su Chengzong's fierce attack, Song Wei was already defeated and retreated, and completely fell into the disadvantage.

Although Song Wei was the first among Zhang Yueming and Ning Bin to advance to the real realm, in fact, in terms of strength, he was almost the worst among the three.

In the face of Su Chengzong's repeated provocations, if he could calm down and deal with him in a fighting way, he might be able to make the scene look better, but unfortunately, after being hit by the opponent's agitation, the two sides were fighting against each other.

Su Chengzong had the upper hand, and his shots became more and more ruthless, and Song Wei had already taken care of one or the other at this time, and the danger was full of dangers, which made the disciples of the Heaven Shaking Sect who were watching the battle also exclaim from time to time, sweating for him.

And at this time, when Yang Junshan's afterglow swept away, Chen Jizhen, who he saw, calmed down.

Yang Junshan was a little puzzled, could it be that Song Wei still had a means to turn the tables in such a situation?

At this moment, Su Chengzong, who had reached the peak of excitement in the field, shouted: "Go down!"

Countless sword lights scattered in the school field, with his shout, condensed into a huge lightsaber in mid-air, slashing towards Song Wei from top to bottom.

This Su Chengzong obviously did not stay, and there was still a cruel look of excitement on his face, if this blow was really implemented, Song Wei would at least be hit hard.

However, seeing that Su Chengzong was about to succeed, a big umbrella suddenly appeared above Song Wei's head, countless sword lights fell, but the advanced broke and bounced, although Song Wei held the Nine Palace Umbrella and blocked Su Chengzong's thunderous blow, but the huge strength still penetrated into the body through the medium-grade spiritual weapon in Guò's hand, and a mouthful of blood spurted out under the wound in the internal organs.

Su Chengzong's sword light converged, his eyes stared at the umbrella in Song Wei's hand, and he said with unwillingness: "Medium-grade guarding the spirit weapon!"

"Ahem," Song Wei's face turned pale, and he said: "Su Daoyou's cultivation is high, and Song is not an opponent!"

Song Wei had already admitted defeat, Su Chengzong snorted coldly and was about to return, and the two disciples of the Heaven Shaking Sect quickly came to the school to support Song Wei, but Song Wei refused and insisted on going on his own.

This Su Chengzong is not competing at all, but here to kill!

Zhang Yueming's expression was grim, and he stood up suddenly, but he heard Zhu Barong beside him reprimand: "What are you doing, do you want a wheel war, sit down!"

Zhang Yueming's expression became more and more cold, and he glanced coldly at Su Chengzong, who was sneering in the distance, and sat back on the high platform without saying a word.

At this time, a monk walked out of the pergola where the monk from other states was located again, and this person was Zeng Qichang, a disciple of the Thousand Lakes Sect of Sangzhou who had made the first provocation at the banquet before.

Zeng Qichang arched his hand towards the Qingshu real person on the stage, and said with a smile: "Zeng Qichang of the Lower Thousand Lakes Sect, I think you all already know it, the Sangzhou where the Thousand Lakes Sect is located is in the south of Yuzhou, adjacent to the two counties of Yuzhou Zhang and Yao, and I heard that the largest sects in the two counties of Zhang and Yao are the Heavenly Wolf Gate and the Kailing Sect, so I specially asked the real monks of these two factions for advice." ”

The ice wolf stood up and shouted, "Why, Your Excellency is so big, do you want to challenge me and Fang Daoyou?"

Zeng Qichang smiled slightly, and said, "If the Ice Wolf Daoist feels that his strength is not good, it is impossible to join forces with Fang Daoyou!"

"Arrogance," the ice wolf said angrily, "and let the real person meet you for a while, and see how many catties you have!"