(There will be a change in the evening)

Obviously, Wei Nan was not the only one with vicious eyes on the high platform on the north side of the sword test, and more and more people could see that the young man on the stage was very harmonious with the Ming Po halberd in his hand. Without decades of experience in using halberds, he would never be able to create this feeling, but the young man didn't look like he was yet twenty years old, did he start practicing halberds in his mother's womb?!!

Those masters were busy with affairs all day, and they didn't have time to pay attention to the messy news, even if they knew the dialect of getting the water without sword and came to the Yuming faction, they didn't match the real person on the sword test platform. But the young people under the sword test platform are different, in addition to cultivation, what they are most enthusiastic about is to inquire about the gossip in the sect, what deeds they have in dialect, what they look like, and who they worship under the door, these things are still known to many people.

As soon as the dialect stood on the stage, someone immediately whispered under the sword test: "Dialect!"

"That is the dialect that got the water without sword in the Lingyin Valley!"

"I heard that he worshiped under the door of Uncle Wei Nan of Huiren Academy, and I don't know what his refining level is. ”

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These are not very familiar with dialects, such as those who often meet with dialects in Huirenyuan, and Yu Lu, who has a certain friendship with dialects, are very much looking forward to the performance of dialects at this time. Dialects are already very easy to get along with, and they are willing to support dialects for this.

Yu Lu, the girl, couldn't help but shout: "Come on, dialect!"

Yu Lu opened his head, and those young people in Huiren Academy also shouted: "Senior Brother Fang, come on!"

Because the group of young people in Huirenyuan stood quite scattered, the word "dialect" came and went one after another for a while, and almost everyone in the audience knew that the people on the stage were dialects.

The ears of the masters on the high platform at the north end of the sword test were pointed, and some people in the know immediately reacted, and the one on the stage was Wei Nan's four disciples, the one who got the water without sword in Lingyin Valley!

"Senior Brother Wei, this is your new disciple on the stage, right?" asked a middle-aged man on Wei Nan's right.

"Hmm. Wei Nan was obviously not very willing to deal with the middle-aged man, and only replied lightly.

However, the middle-aged man was unwilling to let him go like this, and then asked, "The one who came on the scene just now was my new disciple Sun Chang, Senior Brother Wei, who do you think has better qualifications?"

Wei Nan frowned, his eyes continued to stare at the sword test platform, and said, "So far, I have only been in contact with the dialect once, how can I speak in vain." ”

The middle-aged man was bored, and he didn't ask anymore, but looked at the sword test platform, and at this time the dialect finally moved!

Fang Yan was already the last tester, and most people knew that he was the one who had no water in Lingyin Valley, and he was also the fourth disciple of the next sect master, so at this moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Yan, and they were quite serious! They all wanted to see how far the level of Fang Yan was.

"Boom!"

Fang Yan held the Mingpo halberd in his right hand and knocked it lightly on the sword test platform, and then suddenly condensed, lifted the Mingpo halberd up, and then held it with one hand and danced quickly by his side!

The Ming Po halberd danced faster and faster in the hands of the dialect, and the shape of the halberd body could no longer be seen clearly, and in the end, it was even more tiger and tiger, directly connected into a disc!

The diameter of the disc is the length of the halberd, and the outermost part of the disc is a silvery-white ring, which is where the halberd head rotates rapidly, and the inside is jet black, which is the color of the halberd's shaft.

To be able to dance a halberd like this, he is definitely a veteran!

However, this is just the ability of secular people, and it has nothing to do with immortal weapons, and there must be a trick in the dialect!

In the next moment, the outer layer of silver-white and the inner layer of jet-black disc flew out of Fang Yan's hand, not forward, but backward, as if he had taken it off, and quickly flew to the edge of the sword test table behind Fang Yan!

As the people there dodged in a panic, the disc drew a graceful arc upwards and made a nice roar!

The disc continued to rise, and at the same time began to grow larger, and by the time it had finished drawing a semicircle in the air and flew to a height of more than ten zhang above Fang Yan's head, its diameter had reached two zhang!

And then stopped, this disc with a diameter of two zhang condescendingly slashed towards the boulder east of the sword test platform with the momentum that had just been accumulated!!

From the disc flying out of the dialect's hand until it reaches the highest point and then begins to split, the whole action is like flowing water, the completion of the indescribable freehand, and the first from the rear around the half-circle, then begin to rush forward to launch an offensive, this attack method makes many people in the north stand have a bright feeling!

This dialect is by no means simple!

In an instant, the disc transformed by the Ming Po halberd passed half the distance between it and the boulder, and at this moment, Fang Yan's hands moved again, and with a fierce condensation, the disc with a diameter of two zhang actually began to shrink again, but the speed was faster!

Only those heavenly immortals could see clearly, just now, the dragon-like snake-like aura that was separating from the head of the Mingpo halberd seeped into the halberd, which also made the momentum of the Mingpo halberd rise by three points!

Although the disc has become smaller, the momentum has reached the highest point, and at this moment, many people under the sword test stage feel that this disc is very likely to directly saw the boulder!

The distance between the disc and the boulder is less than a zhang in the blink of an eye, and the next moment they are about to meet!

Those little immortals and true immortals all held their breath, and their hearts accelerated uncontrollably, could it be that the strongest blow of this test weapon was about to appear?

Most of the people on the high platform in the north also narrowed their eyes, and even Long Bing clenched his fists rarely!

The edge of the disc is only three feet from the top edge of the boulder!

Two-foot ......

One Foot ......

Five-inch ......

In the next moment, Wei Nan's brows suddenly wrinkled!

There was a smile on the face of the middle-aged man on his right!

And the dialect, the dialect will want to scold, how can this be?!!

Then the owner of the Ming Ber Halberd watched as the head of the halberd rotated almost against the surface of the boulder, and after another half a circle, the tail of the halberd smashed on the boulder with a "dang", and the Ming Ber Halberd seemed to be used by him to use the effect of the Ming Purple......

No one could tell what was going on except for the heavenly immortals and the dialect themselves, but those little immortals and true immortals still judged from the sound, it was a "dang" sound, not a "poof" sound......

In an instant, everyone reacted, no matter how fast the Ming Per halberd turned, no matter how much it looked like a disk, it was still a halberd after all, then, with that "dang" sound, it must have been a halberd rod smashed on the boulder.

"Sizzle......"

The momentum was so strong before, but in the end, it was such a result, the contrast was too great, and for a while, half of the audience was inhaling cold air, and half of them were stunned.

The people on the high platform in the north were also stunned, the gap was too big, and they couldn't accept it......

Long Bing's face turned white, and his fists clenched tighter, only thinking about how to clean up the dialect when he turned around.

However, there were a few people with rather solemn faces, including Wei Nan and the middle-aged man to his right, all of whom frowned at the place where the boulder had been hit by the halberd pole.

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