Xiao Yu looked at the giant sword and vaguely heard it, as if there was an echo of pain, hidden deep in it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Only my wolf army is invincible.

Now only the "invincible" blood word remains, which is vaguely recognizable.

Xiao Yu raised his head and asked calmly, "You deliberately targeted my sword?"

"I don't like your sword, but unfortunately I can't get rid of all the sounds. ”

Niu Cunxuan sneered and said, "Next, it's not about the sword, but about yourself." This is the moment of the end. ”

Before the words fell, Niu Cunxuan stood up, the money stick in his right hand, raised it high in the air, the sound element vibrate, and the murderous aura condensed.

Invisible sound waves, from the top of the stick, swaying down, resonating with the left hand stick, the whole body fluctuates and turns, the light and shadow twist, a huge mountain of gold Milky Way, suddenly appeared.

Above the ring, the air flow roared, and several long whirlwinds rose from the void, intertwining and drumming, if the storm appeared, the central eye of the wind was facing Xiao Yu.

"Hahaha......"

Xiao Yu's ears were full of wild laughter like thunder.

"It's so powerful!"

The presiding monk shot out in a deep voice, and while supporting the ring sound array, he said: "The copper smell erodes, I'm afraid that this ring sound array, if it is supported in less than three rounds, it will rot ......"

The female cultivator's face changed, she was no longer glad that Xiao Yu was defeated, and the balance in her heart began to tilt towards Xiao Yu.

This is a real trick, and she doesn't need to be elaborated by her predecessors, she can feel it.

At this moment, the black-faced old man's thin body unexpectedly emitted invisible fluctuations, causing his disciples to retreat a few steps.

Forty percent looked at the ring, his eyes wide open.

His feelings for Xiao Yu were extremely complicated.

There are hatreds, but being able to show him the future of swordsmanship is also an indescribable admiration.

"Senior brother's pronunciation, there is no return. If there is a pay, there will be a return, and if there is damage, there will be a rebound...... It's for balance. ”

Forty percent's voice was hoarse and low, and no one could hear the content clearly except himself.

"Within the third order, no one is invincible......"

Above the ring.

The ox is mighty in the air, like a god descending.

looked at Xiao Yu again, and did not dodge.

He suddenly looked up, looked at the ox, and made an incomprehensible gesture - continued to swing his sword.

"Have you given up on yourself?"

In the minds of the viewers, they all think so.

Bei Zhu'er, who was nearby, was speechless.

Because she saw Xiao Yu's expression, it was so calm.

The giant sword shot out, breaking through the air and slashing, and the speed of the sword was amazingly fast, and no one could see it clearly.

Suddenly there was a sword wind in the air.

Ignoring Niu Cunxuan's sneer, Xiao Yu's arm twisted, and another sword came out, the sword sound overlapped, and the shadow fell invisible.

A flower in front of everyone outside the field, as if there is a big river, born out of nothingness, turning up huge waves, and rushing to the golden mountain in the air.

"By the river?"

Bei Zhuer's beautiful eyes widened.

Intelligence, emotion, speed, strength, delicacy, majesty, tenacity, freedom......

Xiao Yu once again showed his extremely proficient mastery skills.

"Hmph-"

The cold snort of the ox was like a thunderous horn, and the golden mountain galaxy fell in an instant.

The two phonetics collide.

"Boom-"

Two huge forces struck each other, and the impact was amazing.

The ring sounded array, and the shield trembled in mid-air again, if it weren't for the presiding monk's repeated shots, I am afraid that it would collapse immediately.

A sound of vibration seemed to make everyone feel the huge power of the impact.

After the momentum, the two stood on either side of the ring and looked at each other.

Niu Cunduan looked at the double stick in his hand, looked at Xiao Yu and said with a smile: "Your sword match, it's really good." It's a pity that it's too elementary to compare with my pronunciation, and if you make a move, you will definitely not be lucky. ”

Xiao Yu was silent, looked at the giant sword in his hand, and the word "invincible" also disappeared.

On the judging platform, the presiding monk said slowly: "I think that Fang Cai's sword technique should be one of the ancient legends in the Dongchuan Domain cultivation world...... Come to think of it, it seems to be the true biography of the famous family of 'Mobei'. The artistic conception of this sword is already beyond the ordinary low-level, and it can be called the most powerful sword matching skill with the weak defeating the strong...... To be able to fight against the ox, even if it is not defeated, it is also an honor. ”

Bei Zhu'er gritted her teeth and thought silently: This cow is so strong, this is not a realm that I can understand...... Xiao Yu used his master's mastery to learn and couldn't turn the situation around-I'm afraid that he is really going to lose......

She looked at Xiao Yu, who was silent in the field, and shouted loudly: "Senior brother, otherwise...... Let's throw in the towel......"

Xiao Yu didn't react, first gently stroked the sword body with his hand, and finally turned his head to face his senior sister and smiled slightly.

Bei Zhu'er's throat seemed to be blocked by a force, and she couldn't shout any more words to admit defeat.

The black-faced old man suddenly frowned and said, "Strange...... If Xiao Yu is really very different from Niu Cunxuan, after these few moves, the sound element will always vibrate, and the internal organs will be injured...... Could it be that he is being reckless?"

"It's time to finish. ”

Niu Cun broke his double stick on his shoulder, and slowly walked towards Xiao Yu: "Your strength is good." It's a pity, it's not the right bow in front, and my junior brother is behind, and you want to compete for the top?"

When he was three steps away from Xiao Yu, Niu Cunxuan suddenly shouted: "Let's go to the next life!"

Niu Cun jumped up, and the huge Jinshan Galaxy once again shrouded the ring in mid-air, and after the sun shone overhead, a huge black shadow was formed, smashing towards Xiao Yu.

"Whoa......

The faint sound of the impact of the ancient coins became louder and louder, and finally manifested as a rain of money, which was sprinkled violently before the mountain shadow was covered.

The air of decay is surging and smoky, and the wind is like a knife, cutting through the void.

Xiao Yu held his head high, with long fiery red hair, flying messily in the wind. He looked at the direction of Niu Cunxuan, his eyes were as calm as a lake, and he neither dodged nor drew his sword again.

Everyone was amazed.

"This time, don't you even want to fight back?"

"What is this trying to do?"

"Get out of the way!"

"Death?"

“......”

The black-faced old man frowned and said, "What's wrong with him?"

Sicheng's eyes widened, staring at the two sides who were about to make contact.

After an instant, the Jinshan Milky Way, which was broken by the ox, fell from the sky and was unstoppable.

Bei Zhuer was in the audience, and she opened her mouth in horror to shout "Get out of the way!", but it was completely too late.

Then, she saw a scene that made her incredible.

Xiao Yu suddenly jumped up in the direction of the ox, like a green leaf in the wind, but against the wind.

"Phantom: Sister!"

The cow was broken in the air, and at that moment, it seemed that something had changed.

This kind of change is extremely subtle, but it is difficult to carefully screen for a while.

You must know that judging the realm by an inch, even if Xiao Yu's sound method is strong, it shouldn't be completely impossible to see any difference.

But not only him, but the entire sound fighting courtyard seemed to have some kind of feeling that his heartbeat was frozen in an instant.

A chill from the bottom of my heart spread to the entire Sound Dou Courtyard in just an instant.

Niu Cunxuan had an illusion, in front of him, there seemed to be a black light curtain, as if in it, time was frozen.

"Did something happen?"

This question sounded in the hearts of everyone in the Sound Fighting Temple.

Ordinary people, wealthy officials, eliminated contestants, low-level monks, black-faced old men, presiding monks, and Sicheng were all stunned.

During this period, their gaze involuntarily followed the red-haired figure and rushed into the shadow of the golden mountain.

Everyone instinctively predicted that the next tragic situation, and even many supporters of Xiao Yu couldn't bear to close their eyes.

"Is it over?"

Xiao Yu enters the shroud of sound, the space seems to be artificially pulled, forced into a fragment that is no longer continuous, and the scene painted one after another seems to be an extremely realistic static image under the pen of a magical painter.

In these scenes, Xiao Yu gently swept over the side of the cow, rubbed his body, slashed, swung his sword, and slashed horizontally!

The final picture was suddenly frozen.

It seems instantaneous, it seems permanent.

The wind blew through the empty roof of the temple, carrying the smell of rain.

The tragic situation that was expected to occur did not happen.

The sound of coins was silent, and the Golden Mountain Galaxy dissipated, revealing the expressionless face of the cow.

"Hmph-"

Niu Cunxuan seemed to snort.

The two staggered.

After Niu Cun fell to the ground, he covered his waist and abdomen, squatted on one knee, and did not make a sound for a long time.

Xiao Yu fell lightly behind him, like a feather that had just drifted in the wind.

The cold atmosphere swirled up, making Xiao Yu, who was standing in the ring arrogant, with red hair flying lightly, like a fire in the cold wind, blazing and dazzling.

However, in this context, his eyes are as quiet as water, and he is not alarmed.

In his right hand, he once again held the giant sword, "Only my wolf army, invincible", these blood words, once again flashed with unparalleled brilliance, and there was a joyful song and chanting.

Xiao Yu gently rubbed the hilt of the sword with his left hand, as if stroking a child's hair.

The presiding monk looked at the two people in the ring, and for a moment, he was silent.

Because, it doesn't make sense.

"This Xiao Yu ...... What kind of realm is it?"

A third-order and three-turn master, or even an evil cultivator with amazing killing power, such an opponent, not to mention an ordinary low-level cultivator, may not be able to match the strength of the same stage.

And Xiao Yu met it head-on, not only did he not see how he was hurt by the sound, but he also went down with a sword and finished the opponent cleanly.

What kind of person can accomplish this kind of thing?

The nun kept staring blankly into the room.

He ...... Really ......"

She swallowed, wanting to say that it seemed that Niu Cunjie had been knocked down, but for a moment, she couldn't speak.

This Xiao Yu really made her unable to guess.

To this day, she can't tell what she thinks of him.

If before, because Xiao Yu frequently broke her preferences, she couldn't help but resent, as Xiao Yu continued to win and finally showed a unique high-level beauty, she had reversed her impression of him......

At most, there is a little unwillingness.

However, the confrontation between Niu and her companions surfaced a more critical question.

Xiao Yu's real strength is really what they guessed before?

The black-faced old man is also stunned.

"W-how is this possible?"

In his mind, he began to recall whether he knew a similar master who could do such a thing.