Liu Yan's words were arrogant and domineering, for a while, not only the people who participated in the selection outside the field, but even the Qingling had a trace of strangeness, for some reason the man in front of him seemed to have a strange charm, his words were easy to believe, as soon as the idea appeared, the Qingling Goddess hurriedly shook her head to exclude the strange idea, and then looked at Liu Yan, and the caution in her heart was added.

The black sword was completely furious, and Liu Yan's posture was very annoying, especially with a disdainful look when he said that, this is the root cause, no matter how you say that you are in the Heavenly Realm and are said in front of a person in a more heavenly realm, no matter who you are, it is unbearable.

"Boy, if you look for death yourself, don't blame me for being ruthless. Under the urging of the medicinal effect, the injury on the black sword's chest has improved, since the other party has already said ruthless words, he doesn't need to say more, only see the real chapter in his hand, lift the black sword, and point to Liu Yan, "Holy Maiden, don't make a move this time, I want to teach him a good lesson, let him know what is called the Heavenly Realm." Boy, look at the moves" The sword used by the black sword is very unreasonable in the eyes of everyone, it has no sharp blade, it is even more bulky, the sword body is wide, and the length is almost as high as a person. But in the hands of the black sword, his great sword was as easy as an arm.

Qing Ling's eyes were solemn, he thought about the black sword's request for a while, and then nodded in agreement, the previous battle did not have brilliant martial arts, and the black sword, as an elder of the sect, must have advanced martial arts, and it should be more than enough to deal with Liu Yan, but he secretly sighed that he missed a contest between the younger generations. But she didn't expect that Liu Yan's martial arts skills were not bad.

"The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity is not worked. With a loud shout, the black sword raised the sword to fight, there was no accuracy and speed, but a sword slashed down, and the black spiritual power covered the big sword, like a flame, burning on the big sword, this is the use of spiritual power in the Heavenly Realm, the spiritual power is flamed, with a blazing temperature, an indomitable momentum, and the big sword power splits down.

Everyone was surprised, but all swordsmanship is often pursued by accuracy and speed, the so-called martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken. This is the essence of swordsmanship. It's different from the sharpness of the knife. And the big sword of the black sword is a heavy sword and the like, and the heavy sword is difficult to improve the speed and accuracy to that extent, because the heavy sword is a higher level of skill, the highest embodiment of a kind of strength, a heavy sword in the past, although there is no exquisite speed, but there is an unstoppable but unstoppable power, this is the great skill, a kind of advanced swordsmanship beyond the accurate speed and other small skills.

"Ride the waves. ”

Suddenly, the wind howled, the sound of the waves crashing, and the domineering momentum was unrivaled for a while, even Liu Yan on the opposite side had to pay attention to it, because the momentum caused by the sword style of this sword move was enough to make him cautious, vigilant, red blood erected, hands clenched, looking at the black sword Liu Yan secretly calculated in his heart, first let it gather momentum to interrupt it when it was almost at the peak, as soon as the idea came out, Liu Yan was always staring, and he couldn't let go of the slightest opportunity.

With the heavy sword split, the sound of wind and waves runs through the entire square, at this time the black sword has come to Liu Yan's top, the heavy sword smashed, the original invisible sound wave in the air, almost visible to the naked eye, fluctuated to both sides, as soon as the big sword arrived, the red blood in Liu Yan's hand was like a ghost shadow, intertwined, no one saw Liu Yan swing a few knives, but when the big sword fell, above Liu Yan's head, a sea of blood intertwined with sword shadows appeared above his head, the heavy sword fell in the sea of blood, almost smashed the sea of blood, the intertwined sword shadows and air waves generally scattered to both sides, splashing several feet high, and the heavy sword was like a yacht in the sea of blood to cut and disperse。

The moment the big sword fell, Liu Yan, who was under the sea of blood, suddenly felt numb, and almost wanted to throw away the red blood in his hand, his legs and feet fell directly into the ground, up to the knees, and he wanted to pull out and fight back, but the heavy sword had gathered momentum to the top, seeing that the sea of blood was about to be broken, if he withdrew and retreated, he could only defend passively at that time, thinking in his heart, he suddenly had a fierce eye in his eyes, and changed to a single-handed knife, this time, the blood river was lowered, and the momentum of the heavy sword was difficult to support with one hand, and the hearts of the crowd outside were agitated, Han Yiying's eyes were full of worry, for fear that something would happen to Liu Yan, so he could only pray silently。

Just when everyone thought that Liu Yan was not supportive and let go, the situation suddenly changed, the red blood suddenly disappeared, the blood river was pressed down, and it was divided into two by the big sword, but the big sword had no support, and the big sword had no center of gravity because of the lack of support, and the big sword that had gathered momentum to the apex had no center of gravity, and there was nowhere to vent, and the black sword in the air was a little unstable, and he was secretly annoyed, but seeing that the big sword was about to smash on Liu Yan's head, he was slightly relieved, this scene directly made many people close their eyes and dare not watch, especially some women, after all, Liu Yan's image and strength are enough to conquer them, at this time, Han Yiying's heart is dripping blood, and she can't rush out to rescue Liu Yan, but why should she watch this scene happen, "Why, why" She could only roar in her heart, she couldn't even make a sound, she hated, she hated that she couldn't cultivate. She hated herself for not being able to cry on the side like Han Xiaoyao.

As the personnel of the Demon Sword Sect, they were all laughing at the moment, especially Zhang Feng and the two women, their arrogant expressions made people vomit, and the Qingling Holy Maiden sighed secretly, this is the experience, this is the strength, the absolute suppression, there is a trace of unbearable in the eyes, this is a trace of sympathy for the geniuses of the same age, and then closed his eyes and stopped watching.

The scream of "Ahh

In their eyes, the big sword slashed on the white-haired man's shoulder, sinking into it, but this is not the point, the point is that the scream was not made by the white-haired man who was split, but the black sword of the white-haired man with the big sword, I saw that some unwillingness, horror, disbelief finally appeared in the eyes of the black sword at this time, frightened, unbelievable, yes, I couldn't believe it, he stared at the white-haired man in front of him, and asked in a dry voice, "Why." There was a glimmer of expectation in his eyes.

"The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity is not worked. The heavy sword pays attention to the vast momentum contained in the sword body, which seems to be stupid, but in fact, it is homeopathic, where the heart goes, what the sword refers to, but it must be implemented" Liu Yan said, these words are not known to him before, but combined with the knife skills taught by Daoyuan, according to its roots, the heavy sword must have the use of the heavy sword.

When Heijian heard this, his face suddenly became decadent, and he laughed again, "Haha, I can't imagine that Zhang Zhong can't see as thoroughly as a young man, haha." He remembered what the master had said when he followed him to choose a weapon in the door.

"Chong'er, you remember that the heavy sword has no edge, it remains the same with fate, no matter how many changes there are, in the dexterous moves, they all come from the same, and the same should be changed. ”

"Back to basics, the road to simplicity. ”

"Master, the apprentice has failed you. "The black sword wailed, he always gathered momentum in the battle, and he couldn't change with fate, and he couldn't touch the true meaning of the heavy sword, but now he understands it, but he handed over his life, looked at Liu Yan, and then looked at Zhang Feng, and then turned to look at Qing Ling, with a hint of pleading in his eyes, he hoped that Qing Ling could protect his son, but in the next moment, everything turned into nothing, and he could only die with hatred.

At the moment when the red blood disappeared, Liu Yan deflected his head, making the big sword slash on his shoulder, but Liu Yan directly used his elbow and knee blades to directly pierce his legs, neck and heart, so that he had no chance of escaping at all, and his fierce behavior directly stopped everyone's behavior, Zhang Feng couldn't believe it, why did the dead man in his eyes end his father, he couldn't believe it, knowing that when his father looked at him, he felt that his world was about to collapse, he wanted to escape, and he never wanted to see this demonic person again, but this idea had not been implemented, his head was already hanging high in the air, and he lost his senses。

Standing quietly in the field, a dark red armor, a hideous blade dripping blood everywhere, constantly impacting everyone's hearts, no one dared to move, on the field, the sound of everyone's breathing could be heard, staring blankly at the domineering figure.

The melodious sound of the piano, the breeze blowing, and in the hot noon, the crowd standing in this cool breeze finally couldn't help but shiver.

The armor disintegrated, it was still fresh clothes, white hair, the only difference was that there was a sword mark on its shoulder, which could be seen white bones, blood-patterned giant tiger, roaring in the sky, Liu Yan rode up, glanced at Qingling, glanced at the crowd, glanced at Han Yiying and others, and walked away, no one organized, to be precise, no one dared to stop it.

Qingling was still in a posture of stroking the qin, she originally wanted to protect Zhang Feng, but she didn't have time, when the sound of the piano came out, the head was already flying high, for some reason, the last few glances of the person made her feel a little cold, recalling and looking at Han Yiying, she understood, but in her heart she couldn't help but want to do according to this idea.

And the original disciple recruitment conference finally began after a killing, and the effect of this killing was that some people had a stronger heart for cultivating the Tao, and some simply quit directly, which led to the bottom line of the number of people who participated in the selection for the first time in history. Qing Ling could only sigh secretly, but from time to time he remembered the figure of the killer.