Li Gang's face was very ugly, originally he took out something that was not ordinary, but compared to the other party, it was like garbage, but he didn't have anything that could be compared with the other party.

"What kind of adventure does Senior Brother Qingfeng have? Even the pseudo-immortal weapon can be taken out at will. The disciples whispered.

Pan Chen glanced at Li Gang, there is no need to save face for this kind of person who does not know whether to live or die.

The meaning is obvious, see, my life is like a fairy weapon, and your life is nothing but scrap copper and rotten iron.

"Li Gang, is your life worth it?" Pan Chen said with disdain, he would never let go of the opportunity that he could squeeze.

"I also have a hundred high-grade spirit stones and a magic weapon. Li Gang gritted his teeth and took out all the valuable things on his body.

"In that case, I'll reluctantly play with you. ”

The two people stood on both sides, about twenty meters apart, and neither of them made the first move, and the venue was quiet for a while.

"Kill. ”

Li Gang took the lead in dispatching, like a tiger out of the gate, with an indomitable momentum, this person has been trained for many years, and his strength is indeed good.

"Chasing the wind. ”

With a step under his feet, he was like a gust of wind, blowing towards Li Gang on the opposite side.

"Buy and leave, buy and leave. ”

While the two were fighting, there was a very strange disciple on the side, and there was a stall with their names written on it.

"Bet on what?" a disciple stepped forward.

"Naturally, it's a win or loss for the two. The stall owner said.

"What's the ratio?"

"Five-five. ”

The two of you are fighting back and forth, Li Gang's strength is really strong, and the suppressed Pan Chen is defeated and retreated, only the ability to parry is left, and it is difficult to fight back.

"Can you still press it?" asked one of the disciples.

"Naturally, but the odds have changed. "The stall owner has a difficult face.

"No matter what has changed, I will press Li Gangsheng. "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Li Gang is strong.

"I also pressed Li Gang. ”

"I also pressed Li Gang. ”

A business that makes steady profits without losing money, who doesn't get some benefits, the disciples who originally pressed Pan Chen have all changed the pressure on Li Gang.

"Well, that's it. ”

Pan Chen glanced at the place where he bet, every time he used the stare to death, he would consume a large amount of spirit stones, and it was because he killed Fear Hou last time that his savings were exhausted.

"Split the Sky Kill!"

Li Gang's anger was vented, and the four-grade sword technique exerted a very strong power in his hand, and his sword slashed through the sky, as if tearing the void.

"Sword-breaking style. ”

A sword tip appeared in Pan Chen's hand, and he made a very ordinary basic move, just like a person who knew how to use a sword for the first time.

"Senior Brother Li Gang has won. The disciple who pressed the bet secretly cheered.

"Senior Brother Qingfeng still uses a first-grade sword technique? All the disciples had anticipated his end.

However, the next moment, their thoughts changed, because sword qi appeared on the tip of the opponent's sword, and the other party seemed to have already expected the trajectory of Li Gang's sword.

With a sword, Li Gang was defeated!

"How is that possible!" Li Gang had a cut in his abdomen, bleeding heavily.

He also thought the same thing as the disciples who had been watching, and they once again witnessed the birth of a miracle, and the first rank sword technique defeated the fourth grade.

In the following time, the number of views of the first-grade sword trick in the Sword Pavilion increased greatly, forming a craze, but after they practiced, they found that the first-grade sword trick was still a first-grade sword trick, and it didn't have much power at all.

Back in the cave, I changed into a refreshing outfit, watched the general outline of swordsmanship, and waited for the fruits of victory.

"Senior brother, I'm here. Sure enough, after a while, Zhao Qian's figure appeared at the door.

"Come in. ”

As soon as Zhao Qian came in, he said, "Boss, you are really a god." ”

"Huh. He smiled and didn't speak.

"How do you know that the first floor of the Sword Pavilion will be blocked after you enter for a period of time, and you can count someone provoking me and even making me make a bet in disguise. ”

"Heaven must not be divulged. "He looks profound.

"This is today's victory, it's all here, boss, you dot it. Zhao Qian handed him a storage bag.

"You can take it. "He didn't order, let alone receive.

"Boss, you must need a lot of resources to cultivate just now, so it's better to keep it. Zhao Qian said sincerely.

"You can't even take out the pseudo-immortal weapon, and you still lack this thing? If you want to take it, you will take it, and it has suffered you all these years. ”

"Boss. Zhao Qian's tears swirled around his eyes.

"Fuck off, what's the system of a big man crying?"

"Then you're welcome, boss. ”

"Hmm. ”

After Zhao Qian left, he studied alone in the cave, and after today's battle, his comprehension of the sword was a little deeper.

"Swordsmanship, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, swords, ......"

"Fighting against Li Gang today, I suddenly had an idea, if it is true, then I can go further in the sword path. "His eyes were as bright as stars in the night.

The next morning, he did something unexpected.

After a simple freshening up, putting on an ordinary disciple's shirt, and carrying an ordinary flying sword, he went out, he did not walk to the Sword Pavilion, nor to the Sect Master's Hall, let alone to the back mountain.

He went to the place where the outer disciples were.

He deliberately restrained his breath, there are many outer disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect, there are tens of thousands, and each disciple's background is different, there are rich families and poor families.

Three teachings and nine streams, everything.

He found an ordinary outer disciple, this disciple was not very outstanding among the many disciples, and only had the appearance of the fifth level of qi refining.

"Attack me with the strongest move you've ever learned. ”

He only had one request for that disciple, he asked the other party to do his best, and the other party only treated him as an outer disciple of the same class, so he didn't say anything, and attacked directly.

He did his best, the outer disciple could only learn the lowest grade first-grade sword technique, and he used it too, after a round of fighting, he left, leaving the outer disciple with a low-grade spirit stone.

For an outer disciple, spirit stones were already an extremely luxurious thing.

He found another disciple and asked the other party to attack with all his strength, and he defeated the other party with the same tricks, and the other party got a low-grade spirit stone afterwards.

He asked the other party to find someone he knew well, as long as he had enough understanding of the sword, or had a unique sword move, he could challenge him, and he could get a high-grade spirit stone if he won and a low-grade spirit stone if he lost.

So there was an endless stream of people who came to challenge him, waiting in line for the challenge.

He is like a prosecutor, not in a hurry or impatient, reviewing them one by one, although it is the same trick, but everyone has a different understanding of the sword, and the moves used are also different.

From morning to evening, from evening to dusk.

His whole person had a profound understanding, one after another, he couldn't remember how many people he had challenged, let alone how many spirit stones had been issued, and he felt that the pattern of the sword in his mind was becoming clearer and clearer.

On the tenth day, he stopped the challenge, or there was no one to challenge.

He stood in the setting sun, alone, with a sword.