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When the tension sacrifice was sacrificed to the Moon Sword, there was a slight commotion in the crowd under the martial arts arena, and everyone looked here.

Someone exclaimed, "Could this be the high-grade magic weapon that the Great Elder gave the first place in the competition in the last Rookie King Competition?"

"Brother Wang, what a good eyesight! The sharp-faced monk replied.

"I'm ashamed! It's just that I was present when the master gave me the sword, and it is said that this sword has the power of the moon, which can allow the aura to be transformed without being transformed in the body, and can be used directly for oneself. Wang Huo had a fine light in his eyes, staring at the Moon Reflecting Sword.

"This sword should be Senior Brother Xianyun's, but why is it in Zhang Li's hand today?"

"Ma Liu, what's so strange about this! Our Senior Brother Xian is a well-known gambler, and he must have sold this sword. ”

"What a pity!"

"Wang Huo, it's useless for you to sigh, only that nouveau riche can pull out a hundred crystals!" a horse-faced monk behind him teased.

"That's right, even if you accumulate half a spar every month, it will take more than ten years!" Wang Huo said angrily.

"Tell me, who of them will win today!" stood a gentle and elegant man behind the two, the man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, asked the two lightly.

"You're blind! Of course it's the nouveau riche tension!" Ma Liu scolded casually, the reason why he dared to do this was because he had already cultivated to the late stage of qi gathering after two years of entry. The last person in the sect turned his head back after speaking, ready to reprimand the junior who was neither big nor small.

In the Xuanyang Sect, all monks who break through the Qi Gathering Period will have a separate courtyard to live in. They are in charge of some things in the sect, and they rarely have time to talk nonsense here, but there are always some special people who are not among them.

The sword-eyed man glanced at Ma Liu, who turned his head around, and smiled indifferently: "That's not necessarily, I'm optimistic about that newcomer named Qin Yun." ”

After speaking, he continued to raise his head and look at the martial arts arena as if Ma Liu was not scolding him.

"Poof!"

Ma Liu's legs bent, his knees fell to the ground and knelt in front of the sword-eyed man, his face was pale and sweaty, his expression was unusually nervous, and he said in a low voice: "Xiao Liu didn't know that Senior Brother Xian was coming, and his words just now were offensive, please don't mind Senior Brother Xian!"

After speaking, he rounded his palm and slapped it towards his awl face.

"Smack, smack"

After a few sounds, a bloodshot five-finger handprint immediately appeared on the face of the originally handsome awl, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and after four or five strokes, his face was swollen like a gourd.

Xianyun glanced at Ma Liu, and said lightly: "That's it! You go and apply some medicine to reduce swelling and relieve pain, and don't talk nonsense in the future, a good competition, but let you be an outsider and sweep Yaxing." ”

Ma Liu bowed his head and thanked him, and immediately stepped back.

After walking for a few feet, he sat down on the ground, panting desperately, as if he had just passed through a catastrophe of life and death.

On the martial arts field, Zhang Zhang held the Reflecting Moon Sword, his whole body was shrouded in cyan sword, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became, pressing Qin Yun step by step.

"Senior brother, you have lost your eyes, this Qin Yun was forced to parry step by step, and he had no power to fight back, it seems that he still can't fight the nouveau riche!" Wang Huo said to Xianyun respectfully with his fists.

Xianyun stood with his hands behind his back, looked like he knew it to his chest, smiled faintly, and said slightly: "The show has just begun, you should watch it slowly!"

At this moment, Qin Yun really only had the power to parry, he didn't expect that the gap in the level of the magic weapon could actually make him fall behind, he thought that with his dexterous steps, he could completely turn the tension around. Now it seems that he is careless, the tension is not only that the weapon is a high-grade magic weapon, but even the armor he wears is also a high-grade weapon, and it is also a five-element Xuantie armor that is known for its defense, which really gives him a headache.

The inferior magic sword in his hand could not break through the defenses of the Xuantie armor in the slightest, and he could only temporarily avoid the edge of his weapon with a dexterous step.

Every time the two magic weapons touched, a crack appeared in the magic sword in Qin Yun's hand, and now the sword body was full of gaps, not like a sword at all, but like a saw blade.

Zhang Li watched Qin Yun dodge incessantly, his heart was particularly comfortable, and he burst out and said, "Qin Yun, let your tattered magic sword return to the west with you!" With a wave of the magic weapon in his hand, dozens of sharp green rays shot towards Qin Yun.

The cyan sword swept overwhelmingly, as if the heavy rain made him nowhere to dodge, and the magic sword in his hand could not withstand the pressure of the sword and instantly shattered, turning into starlight and scattering between heaven and earth.

Qin Yun frowned and shouted, "Not good!"

The cyan sword was shooting towards him in an instant, and it was no longer able to resist at this time. How good is this, is he going to die today?

After the competition between the two began, a layer of colorful light curtain enchantment appeared around the martial arts arena, which had the effect of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth. In order to avoid accidentally injuring the onlookers with the sword qi overflowing during the fight, it will disappear when the victory or defeat has been decided.

Seeing the cyan sword in front of him, Qin Yun's retreat was blocked and there was nowhere to dodge, he closed his eyes in a hurry, and suddenly punched forward, a trace of golden light faintly appeared on the fist, and the Xuantian Record in his body operated on its own under the catalysis of the nameless exercises.

The cyan sword light entered his body in a flash after touching his body, and the true qi of the riot was swaying in his body, piercing out from behind before he could dredge it.

If the others were injured by the sword, they would vomit blood and die, but Qin Yun only felt the qi and blood churning up, and a mouthful of rich golden blood blurted out, and his face became extremely pale.

Seeing that he thought Qin Yun had suffered extremely serious internal injuries, Zhang Li smiled contemptuously and shouted loudly: "Qin Yun, I thought you were so powerful, it seems that you are just a silver-like wax spear head, and it is useless! ”

Qin Yun didn't reply, his eyes looked at his unscarred arm suspiciously, he couldn't believe that this was true, he thought that the cyan sword would at least make him seriously injured or his skin open.

But he didn't expect that he would be able to stand in place unharmed, and the true qi in his body became more and more full, as if he had absorbed the cyan sword just now. At this moment, his heart was extremely excited, and his eyes shone with disbelief.

Sima Gang looked at Qin Yun in the martial arts arena with anxious eyes, and muttered, "Could it be that he was stupid by that cyan sword? ”

Xianyun frowned, touched his chin, his eyes were shining, and exclaimed: "Interesting! It's really interesting! I didn't expect this kid to have this kind of physique, it seems that this matter has taken a turn for the better." ”

A commotion came from the corridor, and someone shouted loudly: "Senior Sister Qi is here, everyone let go." ”

Everyone turned their heads to look into the distance, only to see a beautiful woman in a pink dress and a comb in a bun of Chaoyun, walking towards the martial arts arena with lotus steps, glancing at the martial arts arena, and said disdainfully: "Waste is waste, and it is also waste when it enters the gas gathering period, and even the tension can't resist it." ”

Lian Xing smiled with a spring breeze on his face, shook the folding fan and walked towards the woman, and whispered: "Senior sister, why are you interested in watching the excitement! Aren't you afraid that the master and his old man will blame you?"

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]