Looking at the night lonely city, Baili Xingfeng smiled faintly: "Don't you think, you are a little impulsive." ”

"I don't think so. "Night Lonely City Road.

"Don't you think so, he has no grievances with you, why did you kill him?" asked Baili Xingfeng.

"I am a swordsman, and the mission of a swordsman is to never fail the sword in my hand. ”

"The mission of the swordsman?" Baili Xingfeng shook his head: "This is not the mission of the swordsman. ”

Ye Gucheng said coldly: "The sword is used to kill, not a toy, as a swordsman, you should defend the dignity of the sword in your hand." ”

Baili Xingfeng nodded: "I used to think about the same as you, but later, a senior said something to me, and I began to change myself." ”

Night Lonely City shook his head: "I only be myself, I will never change. ”

"The mission of a swordsman is to kill those who should be killed, save those who should be saved, and protect those who should be protected, this is what that senior told me. After saying this, Baili Xingfeng stopped talking, but slowly closed his eyes, as if he wanted to rest for a while.

Night Lonely City also fell silent, and Baili Xingfeng knew that Night Lonely City would definitely understand the meaning of these words.

Seeing that Liu Ruofei in the ring was killed by a sword, Xue Fei under the ring smiled, Tuoba Feixue smiled, and Beitang Qiuhong smiled.

The laughter was so weird that no one knew why they were laughing.

"Contestant No. 2, enter. Elder Liu's voice sounded again.

When the two contestants entered, there was a sudden discussion around them.

"Ah, it's Qingcheng Quick Sword Huang Tianhua. ”

"Yes, this man is amazing, I heard that his fast sword has reached the point where his opponent can't see clearly. ”

"The other one is not simple, he is the heir of the Tang family's overlord gun. ”

"Yes, but why did he come to participate in the Sword Venerable Battle?"

Uh, the Tang family's overlord gun, Baili Xingfeng couldn't help but open his eyes, and looked at it, sure enough, Tang Tianzheng stood straight in the center of the ring, holding a sword in his hand, a strange sword, the sword body is one foot long, and the hilt is four feet long, such a strange sword, there is absolutely this only one in the world.

Huang Tianhua frowned: "Are you sure you're holding a sword?"

"I'm sure. Tang Tian said.

Huang Tianhua turned his head and asked Elder Liu, "Have you ever seen a sword like this?"

"I haven't seen it. Elder Liu shook his head and said.

Tang Tian also asked Elder Liu, "There are thousands of swords in the world, but has anyone ever prescribed the length of the hilt?"

"Nobody prescribes. Elder Liu said.

Tang Tian smiled slightly: "That's right, what I'm holding is indeed a sword, but it's just a sword that you haven't seen." ”

"Good. Huang Tianhua nodded slightly: "I agree with your statement." ”

Elder Liu waved his hand, "Begin." ”

Huang Tianhua's white robe was windless, and he saw an afterimage flash under his feet, and his right hand clenched the three-foot long sword, which swept towards Tang Tian in an instant.

Tang Tian was the same, but his spear-like long sword had already pierced out.

Two swords, with a three-foot sword light, quietly collided.

"Dang!"

The two swords were intertwined, sparks shot out, and a piercing friction sound sounded, and the figures of Huang Tianhua and Tang Tian staggered.

In the blink of an eye, the two switched positions.

Huang Tianhua turned around suddenly, and saw a long sword, which instantly stabbed into his chest. It seemed that the wound had been numb, and Huang Tianhua didn't feel pain at the moment.

Seeing that Tang Tian was still maintaining the posture of an iron plate bridge at the moment, and the hilt of the sword was still in his hand, it turned out that Tang Tian did not turn around at all, but directly bent back and stabbed the five-foot long sword out.

Tang Tian slowly got up and stared at Huang Tianhua: "The way of weapons, the so-called one inch long, one inch strong, not to mention that mine is twenty inches longer than you, you are too confident, in fact, your sword is not as fast as said in the rivers and lakes." ”

After speaking, Tang Tian drew his long sword and slowly returned to his position.

The whole battle, but in an instant, some of the people with low martial arts didn't even see how Tang Tian stabbed that sword.

Huang Tianhua fell to his knees with a puff, and he couldn't stand up anymore.

Elder Liu looked up to the sky and sighed, originally, he could have stopped it, originally, Huang Tianhua would not have died, but a sentence suddenly flashed in his mind: Elder Liu, your grandson is still in my hands.

Elder Liu had no other choice, he couldn't stop it, all he could do was regret.

Under the ring, Tuoba Feixue smiled, Xue Fei smiled, and Beitang Qiuhong smiled.

No one knows what they're laughing at, only themselves.

"Contestant No. 3, Admission"

"Contestant No. 4, Admission"

"Contestant Eleven, Admission"

Is it my turn?" Baili Xingfeng slowly opened his eyes and slowly stood up. At this moment, he had adjusted himself to the best condition.

At the same time, Baili Xingfeng saw his opponent, who was a young man about the same age as himself, wearing a white robe, with a strong figure and a resolute face, and most importantly, behind him, he also carried a heavy sword.

Walking to the center of the ring, the two were no more than six feet apart.

Baili Xingfeng quietly looked at his opponent, his height was similar to his own, stronger than himself, he was full of explosive muscles, he looked a little infiltrating, he also carried a heavy sword behind his back, but it was a little smaller than his own giant que.

Baili Xingfeng knows that the other party must also be observing himself.

"Huang Huaxue!" the man nodded slightly in salute.

"A hundred miles of wind!"

"Let's go!"

With a flick of his feet, Huang Huaxue and Baili Xingfeng swept towards each other at the same time.

"Whoosh!"

Huang Huaxue pulled out the sword behind her back, Huang Huaxue's sword is a three-foot long sword, the hilt is cast in brass, the sword body is wide and thick, shining like snow, shining silver, and the cold is pressing.

However, when Huang Huaxue saw the sword of Baili Xingfeng, she had not yet fought it, but her face had changed color.

I saw a hundred miles of wind with a shake of his right hand, Juque held it in his hand, the whole sword is four feet long, one foot wide, the hilt is seven inches long, the sword body is three feet three inches long, about one inch thick, the sword body is as black as ink, the blade is shiny like frost, the black sword body is engraved with complex and difficult to understand esoteric inscriptions, such an atmospheric sword, how many can there be in the world? Look at the inscription seems to have seen it somewhere, could it be that this is a thousand years ago, the sword-casting master Ou Yezi cast, Juque.

There are many famous swords in the world, but the sword cast by Master Ou Yezi can be called a divine product.

"Dang!"

The two swords collided, and a loud bang suddenly sounded in the ring, like a shock, deafening.