"Senior brother, be careful!" Drunk Xiaoyao did not use his sword, and reminded loudly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Then the whole person stood directly in the ring, stretched out his hand, and suddenly on a tree above the canyon, a branch fell off directly!

"Senior Brother Changfeng, are you going to use this branch to fight the other party?" Suddenly, many of the high-level Sword Sects above the canyon showed a hint of dissatisfaction.

As a sword cultivator, it is not only about swordsmanship, not just about cultivating, but also about cultivating a heart. Respecting the opponent is also one of the most basic requirements of sword cultivation.

Of course, this is talking about the situation of fighting between disciples in the sect, if you are facing the enemy, you must do everything.

Therefore, the behavior of being drunk and free immediately caused dissatisfaction among some people above. But they didn't interfere either, and the inner door competition generally wouldn't let them interfere, and the affairs between the disciples had to wait until after the competition.

"That's not the case, everyone, please see!" Drunk Changfeng didn't care about the dissatisfaction shown by these people at all, he knew what his great-great-grandson was going to do. So he said unhurriedly.

"This is ......" Everyone watched patiently, and the next drunken and carefree action made them all feel worthy of being the descendants of Changfeng Sword Drunk Changfeng.

I saw that Drunk Xiaoyao stretched out his hand to catch that section of the branch, and then held it in the palm of his hand, and a stream of sword qi emanated from the palm of his hand, enveloping that section of the branch, and suddenly countless sawdust was directly twisted into powder by the sword qi and fell down.

A wooden sword appeared in Drunken Xiaoyao's hand, the snow-white wooden texture was unusually beautiful, and the slender sword body was the same as the long sword that Drunken Xiaoyao usually used.

"Senior brother, please!" Drunken Xiaoyao smiled slightly.

"What a subtle sword qi control! This kid doesn't forget to practice at this time! Senior Brother Changfeng has a successor!"

Suddenly, the high-level members of the Sword Sect above all understood the intention of being drunk and free, and it was an insult to use a branch to directly fight the opponent, but a wooden sword carved from a tree branch was a respect for the opponent, and because the opponent's cultivation was shallow, it showed a bit of generosity.

"This kid, I haven't learned swordsmanship, but I've learned ten out of ten to be handsome!" Drunk Changfeng said humbly.

"Senior brother, please advise!" Huang Wenkai had a long sword in his hand, although he did not take the lead in attacking, but defended quietly, but his performance also made everyone feel that he was a buildable material.

"Qingfeng ......" drunk Xiaoyao directly waved the wooden sword in his hand, and suddenly the breeze around his body blew up, spinning endlessly!

"Driven by the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, this kid has not been able to break through the Lingwu realm for a long time, and he is so skillful in control?" Beside Drunken Changfeng, a horse-faced man said loudly, his voice low as if a mountain had crashed down.

"Senior Brother Cheng, it's rare to see you compliment people!" Drunk Changfeng said with a smile, this man's name is Cheng Fengxiao, and he is one of the only six remaining swords in the Sword Sect, and his name is Broken Yue Sword!

This Chengfeng laughed once cut off thousands of mountains with a sword, so he got such a name.

"Senior brother is just telling the truth, this kid's control of the wind between heaven and earth is not inferior to you, senior brother!" Cheng Feng said with a smile, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

Ignoring the conversation between the high-level leaders above for the time being, the drunken and carefree in the ring stood in the center of a whirlwind, and countless storms surrounded him, directly forming a huge tornado that swept everything!

On the other side, Huang Wenkai stared at each other, the long sword in his hand couldn't help trembling, in the face of this power of heaven and earth, he was still afraid in his heart, but he didn't retreat in the slightest, a pair of eyes stared straight at the storm.

There was a strong desire in his eyes to become stronger, so he could not retreat, only by facing the fear in his heart and overcoming it, then he could become strong. So Huang Wenkai not only did not retreat, but directly swung out a sword!

There was no sword qi on the sword, and there was no brilliance, only an iron sword, which slashed directly towards the storm in front of it, making a whining sound in the air.

But the strange thing was that I saw the air being cut open, forming a transparent wind blade that flew towards the tornado.

"This kid is also a swordsman who cultivates wind attributes, can this still be beaten?" The sword fell in the eyes of the people above, and he immediately knew the outcome of this battle. There is no longer the slightest suspense, just talking about the ability to control the wind attribute of Drunken Xiaoyao, the wind blade is just delivering food to the other party.

"It's not that simple, you see......" But Qing Xuanzi made other opinions.

"Oh...... This is ......" The rest of the people heard the words of the real person in charge, and immediately fixed their eyes.

Suddenly, everyone felt incredible, only to see that the wind blade directly plunged into the tornado, but it was not assimilated at all, it still maintained its original shape, and it was constantly rotating with the tornado, and the speed became faster and faster.

"This kid actually has no less control over the wind than that drunken kid?"

"No, it's not his control, it seems that the wind blade that he slashed out was branded by him!"

"How is this possible!" All the big men were surprised, to put their own brand on the Heaven and Earth Elemental Qi, this is simply like a fantasy, the Heaven and Earth Vitality that has been controlled by him cannot be controlled by others?

"Talented demons! There seem to be a lot more disciples like this recently! Is it really a great world that is coming, or is something about to happen in this world!" everyone is constantly speculating, this is not nonsense.

Whenever the heavens and the earth change greatly, there will be a golden world, countless geniuses emerge, and constantly compete, constantly dueling with each other, and finally emerge the one who stands at the top and becomes the most powerful protagonist between heaven and earth!

These things have been recorded since ancient times, and those big names who have left a great name in the long river of time, and there are countless Tianjiao contemporaries, and the one who finally stands out is definitely the most amazing one!

"How did he do it? Is it a special physique, or is it a cultivation method?"

"It definitely won't be an exercise, although there are many exercises in the Sword Sect, but over the years, what kind of exercises have not been cultivated? none of them are similar to him, in this case, he should have some kind of special physique!"

"This disciple and old man want it, don't rob me!"

Just when a group of masters were competing for disciples, Huang Wenkai kept swinging his long sword, and one after another wind blades were formed under his control, but he didn't care about it, and let those wind blades be directly absorbed by the tornado around Drunken Yao.

"Gale ......" drunk Xiaoyao muttered softly, and suddenly the wind around him began to speed up, constantly changing...... The tornado has grown from its initial translucent color to becoming thicker and heavier. The colors are getting darker. (To be continued.) )