"What? Senior Brother Ouyang gave up his sword?"

To abandon the sword is to admit defeat. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The monks of the formation lineage exclaimed loudly in unison, their eyes widened with disbelief.

Although Chen Feifei is strong, Ouyang Guinan is the seventh layer of induction, no matter how you say it, he should have the strength to fight, and he will not directly abandon the sword and admit defeat without starting a battle.

"Senior Brother Ouyang, why is this?"

"yes, why is that?"

The Formation Vein cultivators were all heartbroken, for them, Ouyang Guinan, who sensed the seventh layer, was already their pillar.

The pillars of the top pillar directly abandoned their swords and conceded defeat, which was difficult for them to accept.

Xu Changming, who was watching the battle from the audience, was also stunned, he originally planned to watch a fierce battle, and wanted to take the opportunity to see how strong Chen Feifei was.

Xu Changming pursed his lips, looked at Ouyang Guinan, and said with hatred: "It's really useless, I can't fight, I just give up, I'm afraid of a bird." ”

However, Chen Feifei on the stage showed appreciation in his eyes, looked at Ouyang Guinan, who lowered his head on the opposite side, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Ouyang don't have to be discouraged, your attainments in the formation are actually very high, in the next battle, you will easily win the opponent, and in the next round of elimination, you will also be there." ”

Ouyang Guinan was not weak, but it was a pity that he met Chen Feifei in his first battle.

Ouyang Guinan raised his head and said strangely, "Senior Brother Chen knows me?"

In the field of swordsmanship, it is indeed not his forte, but his attainments in formation are extremely talented, and he has been praised by the cave master many times in person.

Chen Feifei smiled: "I don't know you, but I've heard that there is a formation genius under the main seat of the Great Wild Cave in the formation lineage, this genius is named Ouyang Guinan, it should be you, right?"

Ouyang Guinan nodded excitedly and said, "It's me." ”

"You have a bright future, don't be discouraged. ”

Chen Feifei praised and encouraged him, then turned around and walked towards the bottom of Douxian Terrace.

But the monk who had the formation lineage in the audience was not reconciled, and shouted loudly: "Chen Feifei, stop and don't leave!" Senior Brother Ouyang, your formation is very strong, quickly open the formation door and fight him, we can't just admit defeat with grievances!"

Chen Feifei stopped and turned to look at Ouyang Guinan.

Ouyang Guinan shook his head and said, "No need, in front of Senior Brother Chen, I have lost my will to fight, I have no desire to fight, and I will lose!"

"This ......"

All the monks in the formation lineage under the stage were in grief.

Chen Feifei laughed, turned around again, and left Douxiantai step by step.

Xu Changming looked at Chen Feifei who left in a dashing manner, his heart was very complicated, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, shook his head secretly, and said to himself: "That guy, a little stronger than I imagined, it's really difficult." ”

Xu Changming suddenly lost the interest of leisurely watching the game, turned around and walked back, returning to his own competition area.

Not long after, a voice came from Douxiantai: "In the next battle, the immortal vein Xu Changsheng will have two swords against the sword path vein." ”

Hey, it's me again.

Xu Changming raised his head, and at a glance, a black shadow flashed from under the stage at a very fast speed, and the next moment, the person stood firmly in the center of the stage.

"Well, kind of interesting. ”

Xu Changming looked at the man, laughed, and began to walk towards the stage.

When he stood opposite the man, the man opened his mouth and said: "Xu Changsheng, I have seen your last battle, and your swordsmanship is very good, but it is a pity that you met me in this battle, the Mao Liangjian of the Ancient Sword Cave Mansion of the Sword Dao Vein." ”

Xu Changming looked at him from the corner of his small eyes, and said with a smile: "Is your kendo very powerful?"

Mao Liangjian laughed, looked up to the sky and smiled: "Do you know why my name is Mao Liangjian?"

"Why?"

Xu Changming asked casually, and couldn't help but be a little interested in his peculiar name.

Mao Liangjian glanced at Xu Changsheng and said: "Because, since I practiced swords, I have fought with others, and as long as I make two swords, the other party will fall to the ground." ”

Xu Changming burst out laughing and said, "So you changed your name to Mao Liangjian?"

"Exactly, you're a good swordsman, you're a good person, you're smart. ”

Mao Liangjian looked at his juniors like his predecessors, commenting on Xu Changsheng.

The first time Xu Changming heard someone praise himself like this, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and said with a smile: "Hehe, you have won the award." ”

Mao Liangjian's eyes suddenly became cold, and he said loudly: "Since you are a smart person, you should retreat in the face of difficulties, and you can't go down?"

Xu Changming looked at Mao Liangjian, blinked his eyes, and laughed.

He smiled: "My last battle, you watched, then you should have heard what I said." ”

"What?"

Mao Liangjian sneered, he was extremely confident in his sword path, and he had indelible confidence.

"What I'm saying is that people who talk a lot of nonsense are generally parallel imports. ”

Xu Changming smiled slightly.

"Hmph, you can go down for me!"

Mao Liangjian suddenly took the sword and drove out the long sword behind his back.

The monks of the sword path vein are different from other veins, they retain the ancient style of the sword immortals of the primeval era, carrying the sword behind their backs, rather than cultivating it in the dantian in their body.

Mao's two swords came out, the blue light flying sword stabbed directly, and there was a terrible sword sound in the air, and the momentum was extremely extraordinary.

"The sword is like a dragon!"

Mao Liangjian reported the name of the sword style.

"A sword is a good sword, and a sword style is a good sword style. But you'd better go down for me, goodbye!"

Xu Changming seemed to be very slow and gently swung the dust sword.

Desert light sand!

The dust removal sword can only hurt people, not kill people, which is very in line with the occasion of fighting immortals like the fairy child conference.

Boom.

The dust removal sword was preemptive, and directly crossed the style of "sword out like a dragon" of Mao Liangjian, and hit him heavily on his body that he didn't have time to dodge.

It was obviously just a wooden sword as light as a feather, but it slashed out with the momentum of a dark iron heavy sword.

"Ahh

Mao Liangjian only had time to let out a scream, and then fell heavily under the Douxian platform, looking confused, not believing that he had been defeated.

Moreover, the defeat was so simple, it was just a sword!

On his chest, there was a shocking pool of blood.

The corners of his mouth also had a trace of red blood.

His flying sword fell to the ground with a clang, and the flying sword that had lost his swordsmanship kept jumping on the ground, clanging, and slashed Douxiantai into flames.

"This ...... Senior Brother Mao is defeated?"

"It's just a sword, who is this longevity?"

The monk from the sword path vein hurriedly ran up, lifted the injured Mao Liangjian, and quickly rushed towards the distance.

They went to find someone to help the wounded.

Before they left, they looked at Xu Changsheng on the stage, and their eyes were full of anger and horror.

Looking at the two swords of Mao that were carried away, Xu Changming said softly: "Originally, I saw that you had two brushes, and I wanted to have a good competition with you, so I could study and learn, but unexpectedly, it was a parallel import." ”

Everyone in the audience watching the battle looked at Xu Changming's eyes changed, and he defeated the enemy with one sword in two consecutive battles, and the opponent was not lightly injured, which was really shocking.

There were those who had sneered at Xu Changming before, and suddenly felt a hot pain on their faces, as if Xu Changming's sword was not slashed at Mao Liangjian's body, but hit them heavily in the face.

In the crowd, Zhang Wufeng looked at Xu Changsheng on the Douxian Platform and was stunned, he definitely didn't expect that the ignorant young man who didn't know anything about the Xianmen back then was now so powerful, and his swordsmanship was amazing.

Huang Biao on the side wiped the cold sweat on his head and exclaimed, "Senior Brother Xu, no, Brother Xu is also ...... It's also terrible, I, Huang Biao, will be a die-hard fan of Brother Xu from today onwards. ”

Xu Changming didn't know that Zhang Wufeng was in the crowd watching the battle, so he smiled and got off the platform, quietly waiting for the next battle under the stage.