Lin Yang nodded and explained: "The name of this senior brother and senior sister, on the one hand, is only worthy of being owned by the strongest disciples of the lower peak, this Ye Yushu, I heard rumors, is the existence of the late stage of foundation building, so so many people will rest assured that the spirit stone pill will be placed on that young man..."

Ke Rou Ke Ling nodded understandingly, and then asked Lin Yang why he was so big, and after continuing to wait to see his luck, Ke Rou simply didn't ask, and Ke Ling still sat quietly next to Lin Yang, looking at the two people on the stage. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Admission disciple, prepare, the competition has officially begun!"

Standing in the middle of the field, wearing a black brocade robe, the momentum was like a rainbow, he suddenly opened his eyes, the cold light in his eyes suddenly exploded, and he couldn't help but say flatly: "Senior Brother Ziming, don't come to harm, ten years ago, you defeated me with the double dance sword in your hand, and today, ten years later, you are not so lucky." ”

"Your subordinates are defeated, needless to say, in the battle, you will still be defeated..."

On the other side, Ziming, dressed in white and dressed as a scholar, held two two-foot long swords in both hands, snorted coldly, staring at the grandiose, although his tone was disdainful, but his heart was still very dignified, to say that the person who could hurt him in swordsmanship, in the entire outer door, there was only the grandeur of the practical single sword in front of him.

The invisible momentum between the two constantly collided, and the words in their mouths ignited the atmosphere of the entire square.

This kind of competition is just a test of the strength of the disciples of the Yunhai Sect, and the competition will not hurt their lives, but the loser is very likely to be seriously injured, but with the supply of many healing pills, after more than ten days, he will recover as before.

At this moment, the two moved at the same time.

I saw a distance of thirty meters, which continued to shorten in the blink of an eye, and I saw Ziming dancing the sword in his right hand, and the sword in his hand seemed to be alive, rotating around his wrist, with a touch of cold light, directly erasing the grand neck, and the shot was a killing move, which made the whole battle enter the climax at the beginning, and the crowd watching around was constantly shouting.

The grand expression remained unchanged, his feet slammed, he split his legs in the air, forming a horse position, his head fell backwards, and after avoiding the sword cut by Ziming, his entire body also rotated in the air at three hundred and sixty degrees, narrowly avoiding Ziming's fatal blow.

As soon as his body stabilized, Ziming's right hand attacked again, and after the swordsmanship spell was completed, the two swords broke through the air with a light and stabbed directly at Hongda.

Because the speed is too fast, the tip of the sword has a spiral air flow generated by piercing the air, which is extremely eye-catching when viewed from a distance.

Hongda took a deep breath, stepped forward with one foot, reached out and bit his thumb, and then touched his sword, as a stream of blood overflowed, Hongda shook out the long sword in his hand, and shouted: "Big..."

The bloody long sword that he threw out formed a huge giant sword in mid-air, and under the momentum of the grand hands slapping down, it twisted in a circle from the air and slashed downward.

Seeing this, Ziming's expression was slightly solemn, he didn't expect this grandeur to directly cast his housekeeping technique, and he didn't plan to fight him at close range, or he didn't plan to fight with him with simple swordsmanship at all, but chose to fight with magic.

"In that case, let me also show you the techniques I have cultivated in the past few years. ”

"Splash Mirror Moon, Kai!"

Suddenly, a ripple like water emerged from in front of Zi Ming, and under the crazy spread of this ripple, Zi Ming looked as if he was standing on the water, and the two swords that shot out suddenly disappeared in mid-air, and at the same time, in this water pattern, two long swords appeared on the left and right sides of a shallow moonlight.

And these two long swords are the long swords that disappeared in mid-air.

The grand man in the distance looked at Ziming, snorted coldly, and used the spiritual power of his whole body to pour into the three-zhang giant sword that slashed down.

In a fierce moment, the giant sword that fell and fell, with a momentum that seemed to split the entire martial arts stage, came straight to Ziming.

"Mirror flowers, kill!"

Ziming suddenly burst into a loud shout, and in the water pattern under his feet, he picked up two long swords, and under the appearance of this long sword, with a rainbow light, he went straight to the giant sword that fell, and the huge sound of the collision made the breath of the giant sword suddenly discharge, and the momentum suddenly decreased by one-tenth, and the two long swords shot out were also scattered like water.

But in an instant, two more flying swords formed by water patterns appeared beside Ziming, and after the flying swords were completely condensed, they went straight to the flying swords that stopped in the air and continued to slash down.

The roar started again, and the two flying swords once again became splashes scattered around, and the movements of the giant sword that stood down stopped again, just like this twice, the giant sword that was actually like a rainbow before, when it was about to fall on Ziming, its momentum was less than three-tenths of what it was before.

Even the power of the giant sword at this moment can be resisted with the spirit shield of the foundation building period alone, how to win.

Seeing this, many disciples in the square were already able to understand who won and who lost, and the people who pressed on Hongda's body shook their heads and sighed, regretting their mistakes, but more people shouted more excitedly in the shouts.

"There's weirdness..."

Just when everyone thought that this competition was going to be decided here, Lin Yang suddenly saw the other side of the field, and the corners of his mouth suddenly outlined a smile.

And when this smile was a child, the blood-colored giant sword that was slashed three feet above Zi Ming's head suddenly exploded, and countless blood-colored small swords that exploded into finger laughter shot towards Zi Ming like raindrops.

Ziming's expression appeared for the first time after he was afraid and panicked, only to see him, the moment his body exploded, the water lines under his feet suddenly resembled the tide of huge waves, and all the blood-colored swords were involved in it at once, and those blood-colored swords that entered the water instantly lost their power and lay quietly in them.

This scene shocked all the onlookers, the mood like a volcanic car, almost drove them crazy, originally thought that they had won, and took over the mutation protrusion, who knew that the cheers had just quieted down, and they were suppressed by Ziming's understatement, and when they didn't know whether to continue to cheer or watch quietly, the mutation reappeared.

Ziming, who kept exploding back, suddenly felt a feeling like a thorn behind him.

In the momentary thinking, he knew that if he was afraid of retreating, the whole person would be pierced through the body.

And the onlookers also found at this time that behind Zi Ming, who suddenly stopped exploding, a sword the size of a finger appeared at some point, and the tip of the sword had pierced into Zi Ming's placket, piercing into the flesh and blood.

This battle is extremely dangerous, deadly, extremely fast, and the victory or defeat almost happens in the blink of an eye.

Those who were all pressed on Ziming's victory couldn't help but sit on the chair, regretting that they had not been at the beginning, they had already known that they had pressed grandiosely, and the spirit stones that had been accumulated with great difficulty were put into it like this.

"Grandiose... Victory..."

What everyone didn't know was that until the voice announcing the grand victory sounded, Hongda was slightly stunned, I don't know why, I don't even understand how he won, just now the scene of the giant sword bursting into countless small swords, although it is visually shocking, but how powerful it is, only he knows, he doesn't understand at all, how Zi Ming, who has been dodging, suddenly lost.

He didn't understand that it didn't matter, but everyone clearly saw that Ziming fell to the ground at this time, and the small sword that made a sound.

In the audience, the inconspicuous Lin Yang, while nibbling on the apple, put down his other hand, under the soft and excited cheers, Lin Yang couldn't help cheering, and then smiled slightly.

Others don't know how this battle is, Lin Yang doesn't know yet, seeing that Hongda is going to lose, Lin Yang naturally has to help secretly, otherwise wouldn't the soft and lovely spirit stone be given to the group of people who won in vain.

On the martial arts stage, Ziming dispersed the technique, came to Hongda, hugged his fists and bowed: "Ten years, Senior Brother Hong has made rapid progress, I lost, ten years later, I will challenge you, I hope that in these ten years, Senior Brother Hong will work hard, don't be caught up by me." ”

Seeing that Zi Ming, who had always been at odds with him, suddenly spoke kindly, he sighed grandly, shook his head and said: "Senior Brother Zi doesn't have to be like this, if you really talk about swordsmanship, I really can't defeat you, it's a fluke to be able to win you this time, next time, we will have a good competition." ”

This made this scene even more so that all the disciples in the square roared.

I don't know who shouted Yunhai Sect, and slowly all the cheers of everyone were all on the three words of Yunhai Sect.

Yunhai Sect, Yunhai Sect, Yunhai Sect...

The roar that rolled in, including thousands of disciples, made everyone's blood boil.

And as the protagonists of this battle, Hongda and Ziming also shouted.

Lin Yang, who was gnawing on the apple, couldn't help but nod his head and praise the cohesion of the disciples of the Yunhai Sect.

Soon after the end of the first scene, the obscene young man appeared in front of Lin Yang again, before he suspected that Lin Yang had water in his brain, at this moment, as if he saw Lafayette, looking at Lin Yang with an evil face, Lin Yang couldn't help frowning.

"How much did you win?"

"Nine hundred and thirty spirit stones!"

Lin Yang didn't say a word, stretched out his little hand, and after taking the storage bag of the lewd young man, seeing that the lewd young man had no intention of leaving, he couldn't help asking, "Is there anything else?"

"Hey, hey..."

The obscene young man squatted in front of Lin Yang, looked at Lin Yang and rubbed his hands and said, "How does the junior brother know that this grand can win, it is really a god." ”

"It's luck, I like excitement, and besides, there are not a thousand, but eight hundred, and it's a fluke to win. ”

"Then this time, the junior brother wants to press that person to win. ”

As soon as the lewd young man's voice fell, he saw two women walking up to the stage, one bright and moving, and the other was icy and jade, and as soon as they came on the stage, they caused all the male monks to scream.

Lin Yang pretended to smile mysteriously, then took out seven hundred broken spirit stones from the placket of his clothes and handed them to the obscene young man: "Whoever presses less, I will press whom... Whoever has the highest odds, I will press whom..."