The third level, the sword intent competition!

Under the order of Yu Tiandi, the third level kicked off, and the entire Dengxiantai rioted, and they all wanted to see who was the strongest among their peers.

The sword is on the horizon.

In the middle of the seven of them, there is a stone platform of about one zhang, and there is a stone sword in the stone platform, with a dry character written on the head of the sword and a kun character written on the end of the sword.

It has been a rule for generations that the person designated by the tip of the sword and the person designated by the end of the sword are grouped in pairs, in pairs and twos, and finally the person who is left in his own group.

"Go!"

In front of everyone's eyes, the stone sword began to turn, and the people in the audience stared intently, anxiously waiting for the final result.

"Second Senior Brother!" The Second Senior Brother walked out with a slight smile, he was pointed at by the tip of the sword.

"Ying Fan!" Ying Fan was one of the two outer disciples who entered the third level, wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, his appearance was ordinary, there was nothing particularly outstanding, and the only bright place might be his eyes.

"Go!"

The second round was selected Yang Yunyun and Ling Xia, the two looked at each other, there was a lot of helplessness in their eyes, the two of them usually have a good relationship, who would have thought that they would become opponents.

"Go!"

Three people were born in the center of the venue, senior brother, Pan Chen and Wu Qi, this time the stone sword rotated for a particularly long time, and everyone's hearts followed every turn.

"It's Senior Brother and Wu Qi. ”

After Shi Jian whetted everyone's appetite, he stopped in front of Senior Brother and Wu Qi, Pan Chen touched his nose, and he didn't expect his luck to be good.

The senior brother said honestly: "That's good, junior brother, you have a good rest and strive to achieve better results tomorrow." ”

Pan Chen nodded yes: "Yes." ”

Ling Xia and Yang Yunyun mentioned that half of their hearts had finally fallen, and one day the time would be better after all, so that the other party would have time to recover.

"Boss, boss, you have nothing to say if you have a really good character. Zhao Qian and Tian Ling'er came together, Zhao Qian was seriously injured at this time, and it stands to reason that he shouldn't have moved, but he insisted on coming, and Tian Ling'er couldn't stop him.

"That's, don't look at who your boss is, open your mouth. Pan Chen patted his chest and said, he knew in his heart that Zhao Qian must have come to see it because he couldn't rest assured.

"Whoosh. Zhao Qian opened his mouth without doubt, and a pill was thrown into his mouth by Pan Chen.

"Don't speak, hurry up and breathe, your injuries will recover within three days. He said in Zhao Qian's ear.

He gave the other party a big pill, this pill is a healing holy product, Zhao Qian was wrapped like a zongzi, although the five elders also gave him some precious pills, where is it better than the big pill.

"This ......"

As soon as the pill entered the body, it turned into a stream of heat, constantly repairing his injured body, Zhao Qian was speechless in surprise, the medicine given to him by the five elders was already miraculous enough, it could make him recover in half a month, but the pill of the other party was simply a divine pill.

"Don't say anything, who made us brothers? ”

While the two of them were talking, the game in the field had already begun, and the six people and three battlefields were all Tianjiao.

The second senior brother is recognized as the strongest, he challenged the sixteenth stone figurine, although Ying Fan's strength is also very good, but it is still a little worse than him.

After fighting for a while, Ying Fan took the initiative to admit defeat, and the second senior brother won the battle without blood, his temperament was indifferent, and some female disciples kept screaming.

It was Wu Qi who fought against the senior brother, although Wu Qi was a disciple of the outer sect, his strength was not weak at all, and the whole person burst out with extremely strong strength, which was comparable to the fight with the senior brother, which greatly surprised everyone.

Obviously, in the struggle of the stone figurines, he did not show all his strength, and the real battle between him and the senior brother was not a little fancy, and the two of them came and went, and the battle was very fierce.

In the end, the senior brother won the final victory with his strength, he was not proud, but after greeting the other party's injury, he helped the other party out of the ring together.

The battle between the two beauties is always the most eye-catching, you come and go, flying up and down, Ling Xia shows the beauty of strength, and the whole person is heroic, like a female god of war.

And Yang Yunyun is just the opposite, showing the gentleness as water to the fullest, she is like a stream, lingering, gentle and gentle, which makes people unbearable to hurt.

Zhao Qian asked very gossipyly: "Boss, who do you say can win the two senior sisters?"

Pan Chen shook his head and said very cautiously: "Don't say." ”

Zhao Qian said puzzledly: "Boss, you just say it." ”

Pan Chen thought for a moment and said, "I don't know. ”

Zhao Qian rolled his eyes, the meaning is obvious, I don't know if you are still fooling me.

Pan Chen continued: "What kind of eyes do you kid have? ”

Zhao Qian asked: "Please ask the boss for guidance." ”

Pan Chen said helplessly: "Alas, a woman's heart, a needle under the sea." ”

While the two were chatting, the stage was already coming to an end, and Yang Yunyun's swordsmanship was difficult to resist, so she admitted defeat on the stage.

So far, the list of those who have entered the final round has been determined, namely Ling Xia, Second Senior Brother, Senior Brother, and Pan Chen.

At night, he was alone in the cave, and the sword qi in his body was still raging, but he did not immediately absorb it with the sword intent mark, but with a thoughtful look on his face.

Because he found that after a day today, the sword qi in his body seemed to be thinner, that is, it disappeared for no reason, and in the place where the sword qi was shuttled the most, his body seemed to be more tenacious.

"Could it be that the sword qi has been absorbed by the flesh?"

A bold idea appeared in his mind, if the guess was true, he would not be in a hurry to absorb the sword qi, it would not be better to stay in the body, it could strengthen the physical body.

Moreover, if he absorbs enough sword qi, what will happen to his physical body? Is he immune to sword qi? In the future, people who use swords can still hurt him?

At night, his divine sense entered the largest sword intent imprint, but this time the figure in it disappeared, as if it could only appear once, but that earth-shattering divine power had been echoing in his mind all the time, lingering.

"I must learn! Try the second sword intent mark and see if there is anything in it. ”

After making up his mind, his divine sense headed towards the second seal, and since he had already conquered the other party, it was effortless to enter.

Sure enough, after entering it, there was still a starry sky, and in the starry sky, a figure stood peerlessly, with long black hair fluttering in the wind, and a simple sword in his hand.

His spiritual power is highly concentrated, he has to remember every movement of the other party, every hand style, he must learn!

The originally static figure moved, bowed, bent over, drew the sword, took out the sword, returned the sheath, all in one go, and became one, the other party's movements were too fast, there was no time to think, let alone taste, the big star in front of him exploded.

"I failed again, and I still don't remember that the other party's movements were too fast. There was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

After thinking for a while, he immediately clenched his fists: "I, Pan, am not afraid of challenges, you are mine." ”