Seven sons of the sword.

A permanent position in the Edgeworth Saint Sect.

Only a disciple who has a sufficient understanding of kendo can become one of them.

To be able to become the seventh son of the sword, the strength may not be the strongest in the sect, but as long as the qualifications are sufficient, it is easy to become an elder.

So.

As long as he becomes the seventh son of the sword, it is equivalent to the position of an elder.

For example, Elder Shi of the Lily Holy Sect was a member of the Seven Sons of the Sword back then, and he was not necessarily amazing among his peers, but he finally became an elder.

"Sect Master. ”

Zhou Hong's eyes were burning and said, "Disciple, please fight!"

The seven disciples of the Imperial Sword Saint Sect had a very strong sword intent, making him desperate to have a good fight with them!

"Go ahead. ”

Zhou Hong walked to the martial arts arena.

The sword in his hand was also trembling slightly, and he seemed very eager to accompany his master to fight with the kendo master.

"Tread. ”

Zhou Hong stopped.

The flickering battle intent in those dark eyes was even stronger.

"Huh?"

The Seven Sons of the Imperial Sword Saint Sect all frowned.

Intuition told them that this person's comprehension in kendo was definitely not inferior to their own!

"I didn't expect that the Wangu Sect also had a genius in swordsmanship. The Elder of the Imperial Sword Saint Sect was quite surprised.

Not only kendo, but also swordsmanship.

Ma Yongning held his hands and stood sideways among the disciples, with a dark kitchen knife hanging from his waist!

"It's a pity. ”

He shook his head and said, "No swordsman." ”

......

On the martial arts field.

Although Zhou Hong didn't break out with his sword momentum, he straightened his body like this, and he was not inferior to the seven disciples of the Imperial Sword Saint Sect.

Sword Cultivation.

This person is definitely a sword cultivator!

The warriors of all walks of life instantly had a judgment in their hearts.

In the Starfall Continent, the most boring thing is the sword path martial arts fight, because at least half of the whole process is playing handsome!

It's not.

Zhou Hong and Jian Qizi began.

They kept a certain distance and did not speak to anyone, like wooden people.

A few minutes later.

Some warriors yawned, and some even buckled their noses.

Jun Changxiao was watching intently, and he could feel that there was a sword force competing invisibly.

There are not too many bells and whistles in the duel between sword cultivators, as long as you make a move, you can often distinguish the winner between the lightning and flint!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, the seven sons of the sword sacrificed their sword weapons behind their backs.

Whoa!

At the same time, the tacit understanding swung out the sword, and the seven sword rays tore through the space with the unparalleled power of training!

The seven of them seemed to have turned into one person, and their unsheaths and moves were unusually synchronized, and there was no indication of the slightest disorder at all.

"Not bad!"

Elder Shi said with satisfaction.

This year's Sword Seventh Son is stronger than the previous ones, and if he is promoted to an elder in the future, he can completely carry the banner of the Sword Sect.

Their old generation of strong people will retire or fall one day, and the glory of the sect still depends on the younger generations of disciples to inherit and continue.

Whew!

Seven sword qi swept in, creating friction with the space, causing it to become distorted.

"It's so strong!"

"It's worthy of sword cultivation!"

"The seven of them shot together, I'm afraid the power is not inferior to the king level!"

The crowd exclaimed.

Looking at the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect again, they were still standing in place, and they didn't seem to make any moves.

Knowing that it is not an opponent, choose to give up?

Finally, you can see that one of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect has been defeated!

The powerhouse of Donghao Prefecture laughed.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Zhou Hong's hand was casually placed on the hilt of the sword and unsheathed, his wrist shook in the void, and the sword light spread out, and the number was like a net from heaven to earth!

Elder Shi's eyes widened suddenly!

Because, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect shot a thousand times in one breath!

What is this concept?

To explain it in the simplest way, that is, only the Sword King, and the high-grade Sword King, can do it!

Bang!

The dense sword light slammed into the seven sword qi like cannonballs, instantly shattering it.

More swords flew away, flying directly past the seven disciples of the Imperial Sword Saint Sect, and then slowly disappeared into the void.

It's like a firework that freezes the best side in a matter of seconds.

"Boom!"

Zhou Hong sheathed his sword in a dashing manner.

From unsheath to sheathing, his face was always undisturbed, without the slightest fluctuation.

"Flutter!"

"Flutter!"

The sword Qizi who was standing on the opposite side suddenly cracked out one after another sword marks on his body.

The size and depth of each sword mark was just right, and it only cut through the clothes, and it didn't hurt the skin!

"Not bad. Jun Chang smiled and praised.

Shaking out so much sword qi in one breath, and being able to control without hurting the enemy, this kind of control over the way of the sword is really terrifying!

He who relied on the qualification liquid to improve the way of the sword, he may not be able to achieve such an extreme.

Nonsense.

Zhou Hong is practicing swordsmanship.

Jun Changxiao relied on opening and hanging to ascend, and he didn't go to enlightenment on weekdays, so naturally he couldn't compare with it.

The seven disciples of the Imperial Sword Saint Sect stood in place.

How could they not have known that the other party was merciful under the sword, otherwise he would definitely be a corpse with residual warmth at this moment!

"You won. ”

The seven men sheathed their swords and turned to leave.

Zhou Hong also left the martial arts arena, his heart was still calm, and he did not make the slightest wave.

His purpose in fighting is not to win, but to compete with his peers and then comprehend a higher level of swordsmanship.

So.

Comprehended this battle?

Understood, but unspeakable.

"Ding, ding!"

As Jian Qizi left the martial arts arena first, a prompt sounded in his ears again.

Jun Chang smiled: "Who else?"

“......”

The martial artists of the various sects in Donghao Prefecture were silent.

Even the Seven Sons of the Sword Saint Sect were defeated so simply, they didn't think that the disciples of their own sect had the strength to compete!

"Since no one is fighting. ”

Jun Chang looked at Cheng Huixin with a smile and said lightly: "Then I can only come to the finale." ”

The number of people defeated in epic quests has increased a lot, and he estimates that he has almost reached the excess level, so it is better to go straight to the topic!

"Xiao sins himself!"

Jun Chang smiled and shouted: "Go to war!"

"Step!"

Xiao Sinji took a step forward and stood on the martial arts arena.

During this period of crazy cultivation, his body became more burly, even if he had a hidden cultivation technique to suppress his cultivation, he inadvertently exuded a strong breath!

"He is Xiao Sinji who was divorced by Murong Xin?"

"This son has a good appearance and temperament, and the daughter of the Murong family can't even look down on it, and her vision is high enough. ”

"I heard that a few years ago, the spiritual roots and cultivation of this Xiao family were all gone. ”

"I see, no wonder I will go to get married. ”

Ignoring everyone's discussions, Xiao Sinji raised his head, looked at the plaque engraved with 'Lily Holy Sect' on the top of the main hall, and said, "Murong Xin, I'm here for a three-year appointment. ”

Three years ago, he made an agreement with the woman in the sect, and he had been waiting for this day to come.

What was lost, get it back today!

Whew———————

A graceful posture, stepping on the mysterious body method, flew over, and landed on the martial arts arena like a dancing butterfly.

Murong Xin was dressed in a neat and neat outfit today, and her figure was outlined perfectly, but her dark eyes were full of complexity.

"This girl looks good. ”

Everyone looked at Xiao Sinji again and shook their heads one after another.

What a pair of young men and women, but in the end, they developed into a war against each other, which is really a trick.

"Today. ”

Xiao Sinji looked at Murong Xin and said word by word: "You and I settle grievances." ”