Slashing the dragon slowly pulled out the dazzling "Wutan Sword", his wrist sank, the tip of the sword roared, he lowered it, and said in a deep voice: "Fourth senior brother, please!"

The audience was all holding their breath, and the originally boiling scene became extremely quiet in an instant, and they all watched this rare competition on the stage intently.

The wine pot "Golden Bottle" in the hand of the drunken monarch was raised, the clear wine spilled out, and a majestic wine gas swept towards the dragon, the dragon's face was slightly gloomy, the sword blade shook, and the sword shot fiercely, all of which were cut to the wine, the sword was like a rainbow, and the wine was like a dragon.

Suddenly, on the ring, I saw a sword shadow flickering, and the figure was moving, and I couldn't see the moves of Slashing Dragon and Drunken Jun.

Suddenly, the "Wutan Sword" of the dragon slashing took a sharp turn, bypassing the drunken king's sprayed wine, and then the sword blade shook, and the sword move of Haidilao Yue was full of swords, slashing towards the drunken monarch.

The drunken monarch is not weak, and the jade girl shuttles from the sword of the dragon-slaying son, and she is actually at ease. "If the sky does not love wine, the wine star is not in the sky. If the earth does not love wine, there shall be no fountain of wine on the earth. Heaven and earth love wine, and love wine does not lose the sky. Three cups lead to the avenue, and one bucket is natural. ”

He was a poetic and picturesque, rolled up, in vain, only to see the gold bottle in his hand sacrificed, the light bloomed, that was the pot-shaped wine pot is endlessly changing, it is spread out like a bucket, the wine is steaming, the wine fragrance is overflowing, and there is a burst of wine fragrance around more than ten zhang.

Slaying Longzi's eyes widened, he groaned, and said in a low voice: "Fourth junior brother, what a good move 'Golden Bottle Sake Fighting Ten Thousand' is really eye-opening." Before the words fell, the blade of the sword changed suddenly, and a burst of sword flowers rolled by.

He also groaned: "The gap moon is oblique and cold, and the practice belt can't be blown flat." The carbulus terrestris thorn of the fetal skin, and the white pheasant tail of the pelican quenching. "The sword was like a ray of moonlight shining down from a gap in the clouds, and the cold was invading, and it was like a white silk ribbon spread flat.

The scabbard made of old shark skin was glittering with thistle thorns, and the sword was smeared with a thick layer of pelican oil that was as shiny as the tail feathers of a male pheasant.

Then the dragon slasher then swept the sword blade into the air, the sword shot in all directions, the cold light was pressing, and with a light "huh", a majestic sword qi shook open all the illusionary golden bottle gas cover. He jumped lightly, jumped out, stood on the edge of the ring, turned his back to the dumbfounded drunken king, and said confidently: "Fourth junior brother, although the 'Golden Bottle Sake Fighting Ten Thousand' is endlessly changing, it is not necessarily how strong it is for kendo. ”

Drunken Jun was stunned, for a long time, he breathed a long sigh of relief, poured a sip of wine from the wine jug in his hand, and laughed loudly: "Senior brother's terrifying swordsmanship has opened the eyes of the senior brother. ”

There was already thunderous applause under the ring, one to shout for this wonderful competition, and the other to be excited by the friendship between the brothers and sisters.

Because if it were an ordinary person in the battle just now, he would either be killed or wounded. The swordsmanship of slaying the dragon and the drunken sake fighting thousands are all superior martial arts, and they are bound to be easily injured if they are used like this. However, the two brothers were unharmed, and they divided the winners and losers, which had to open the eyes of the Yi Sect disciples in the audience.

Of course, including the heads who stood on the high platform to watch and judge, they all bowed their heads to the outstanding performance of the dragon slayer. Madam Immortal was full of praise and said: "Ancient Sect Master, Yi Sect can have a disciple with both ability and integrity like Dragon Slayer, it is really the ancient Sect Master's teaching, and it is also the blessing of all the people in the world." If the dragon slayer dominates the righteous path in the future, it will definitely be able to severely damage the people in the demon domain. ”

Gu Tian stroked his eyebrows, and sighed: "Long Zi is indeed an outstanding disciple, but if you talk about qualifications, if you can be more cultivated in martial arts in the future, it may depend on him." His eyes had already set his sights on the "Tang Feng" in the ring in the northern position and the first disciple of the Yi Department, Shuangge Hu.

"What's the matter, the ancient sect master expects Tang Feng to rule the righteous path in the future?" Lady Immortal showed a look of astonishment on her face, and asked in disbelief.

Gu Tian sighed: "In terms of qualifications, the young Tang Feng is indeed born with a rare martial arts prodigy, and his achievements will inevitably reach a peak that no one can match in the future, but it is just ......"

"What is the Gu Sect Master hesitating about? Isn't it because of Tang Feng's 'Demon Heart Illusion'?" Madam Immortal naturally understood Gu Tian's hesitation, "At that time, it was also my fault, I should have prevented He Xiaotian from kidnapping Tang Feng, but I thought that He Xiaotian had been living in seclusion in Lintian Peak for so many years, and I expected that his evil demon surname had been cleared, but I didn't know that he was still a demon surname that was difficult to change! ”

"It's already like this, why should Mrs. Fairy blame herself!" Gu Tian's eyes looked at the "Tang Feng" standing proudly in the ring, "However, recently, I always vaguely feel that something is wrong, and I always have an ominous premonition!"

"Ancient Sect Master, don't worry too much, if the young Tang Feng is really chivalrous and benevolent, don't be afraid that he will fall into the Demon Dao. Mrs. Xian's eyes were also looking at the "Tang Feng" in the ring.

In the third round of the semi-finals, the first group of Yuanbu senior brother "Wu Tan Jian" slashed the dragon son against the fourth disciple of the Yuan department "Jin Bottle" Drunken Jun, and the dragon slasher defeated the drunken king and became the winner. Then as long as the person who wins from the second group of the ninth disciple of the Yuan Division, "Young Tang Feng", against the first big disciple of the Battle Rite Department, Shuangge Hu, is the final contender in the Yizong five-year competition.

Yi Zong was stretching his neck up and down to look at the "Tang Feng" on the ring and the first disciple of the Yi Department, Shuangge Hu. Everyone came back to their senses from the joy of the first group of dragon slaying sons against the drunken king, and they all walked from the ring to the ring in the north to watch this competition.

"Senior Brother Tang, you and I have already met, and in this competition, there is no need to show mercy and display the most powerful martial arts. Shuangge Hu slowly shook out the "Xianyin Hu" from his sleeve, a Xianyin Hu made of exquisite pear blossom wood for more than 1,000 years, and his palm had slowly condensed a true qi.

"Tang Feng" snorted coldly in his snort, and said disdainfully: "Don't talk nonsense, standing on the stage, you naturally see the truth with martial arts, why bother with your lips and tongues, you can make a move!"

Shuangge Hu was surprised, but there was still a hint of a smile on his face, and he said calmly: "Okay, please also ask Senior Brother Tang for advice." ”

Hearing this, the blood python that incarnated as Tang Feng shook the long sword in his hand, and the long sword was unsheathed, and the purple and cyan sword shrouded the entire ring, and the blade roared straight and stabbed out a straight sword style, and the purple and cyan light spread out.

Shuangge Hu was frightened, the figure rose vertically, volleyed down, Xianyin Hu "ding" a crisp sound, a strong cyclone rolled in, the sound waves passed through, the wind sounded, like thunder shook the sky, rough and full of murderous atmosphere.

"Tang Feng" sword eyebrows sank, wrist turned suddenly, the blade was crossed, the sword aura was awe-inspiring, he jumped three times vertically, the tip of the sword rose into the air, and all the sound waves of Shuanggehu were rolled down, and the sword rose like a thousand horses rushing, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight to the heart of Shuanggehu.

Yi Zongren on and off the stage were dumbfounded, but they didn't expect the competition of the top four to be so fast, the "Tang Feng" sword rose and fell, and the illusion was endless, I didn't expect that the "Tang Feng" sword would inevitably pierce Shuangge Hu through a hole.

In the ground, the words of "Miao Xin Dao Doctor" Mu Furong appeared in the mind of "Tang Feng", if you want to win the final competition, you must subdue people with virtue and martial arts, and you must not win the championship by extraordinary means.

Thinking of this, the sword in his hand gathered slightly, and it was picked up along the heart of Shuanggehu, slashing across Shuanggehu's cheeks, and breaking a few strands of hair hanging on Shuanggehu's cheeks. He hurriedly withdrew and put away his sword, stood indifferently, and said indifferently: "How is it? Senior Brother Shuang, you should admit defeat!"

Shuangge Hu didn't expect to lose so embarrassed, gritted his teeth, and said calmly: "Yes, I lost, my skills are not as good as others, I am convinced!"

Gu Tian originally watched "Tang Feng" stab at Shuangge Hu with a sword, clenched his fists, frowned slightly, and said secretly: "This young man's heart has changed, something bad is wrong, I'm afraid this sword is ......" Just as he secretly screamed badly, he saw that "Tang Feng" suddenly unloaded his true qi, withdrew his sword, and couldn't help but feel that the hanging stone fell to the ground.

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