"Why hasn't it arrived yet?What is Song Si doing?" Watching the sword seat in the Dust Palace, Zhuge looked left and right, anxious, the referee had already shouted for the third time, if Song Si did not appear within ten breaths, he would be permanently disqualified from participating in the Sword Domain Sword Trial Ceremony, and even the Divine Sword Ceremony.

"No matter where this guy is, he will cause a lot of trouble, will he be in trouble again?" Ye Yunlin frowned, a little worried.

"No, he should come. Murong Chen looked at the entrance of the Nine Heavens Sword Platform.

"Wait!" Mo Liuli closed his eyes and waited, because of the battle contract, he believed that Song Si would not be absent.

In the sword viewing seat on the first floor, seeing that Song Si had not yet arrived, Feng Mo's face was already gloomy and almost dripping water. Song Si is the most important person in the deputy building master's plan, for his own sake, the first floor has invested extremely huge resources, if he is directly out of the sword trial ceremony, then all the investment on the first floor will become flying ashes scattered in the wind.

Not long ago, in order for Song Sineng to come to the Sword Domain safely, the first floor fought with the Dark Sword Alliance many times, directly losing three deacons, more than 20 green jade-level killers, and more than 300 blue-jade-level killers. Such a huge loss has never been borne by the first floor in 10,000 years.

Not to mention, there are also high-ranking deacons such as An Moyan and Kenshin Suifeng who sacrificed for Song Si before.

If Song Si is really out, Feng Mo will only have one thing to do - kill!

The countdown to the 10 breaths has begun......

"Song Si, what are you doing?!" On a magnificent sword tower more than nine hundred zhang high, Yue Xiaoqing's eyes were fixed on the ninety-sixth sword platform, and her face was slightly cold.

"Moon City Lord, who upset you?" "Zhiqiu City City Lord Shi Qi Nian brought the wine to the window and followed Yue Xiaoqing's gaze, "Hey, could it be the little guy who hasn't appeared on the sword platform of No. 96 yet?"

"In the Sword Domain Sword Trial Ceremony, there has not been an accident where the participating swordsmen have been absent, no wonder the Moon City Lord is unhappy. Qi Xiangluo, the city lord of Flying Immortal City, said. "There are five breaths left, four breaths, three breaths......"

Suddenly, the sword roared through the sky, and a dazzling red sword light appeared above the Nine Heavens Sword Platform!

"Ahh

"One!" looked at the wolf figure rising from the ninety-sixth sword platform. The black line on the referee's face dissipated, and he announced: "Xuanzi No. 96, the swordsman Song Si has come on the field, and the sword duel has begun!"

came, the people who paid attention to Song Si finally breathed a sigh of relief, if they could, they really wanted to beat Song Si hard, and never let go!

"Ahem, ahem!" Song Si got up. patted the dust on his body, brushed away the white hair in front of him, and said apologetically: "Sorry, it's late." ”

"It's not too late. Please!" Yan Chaoxi looked stern and made a solemn sword salute towards Song Si.

"Please!" Song Si replied.

The sword duel on the sword platform of Xuanzi No. 96 has officially begun!

"Excellent opponent!" Yan Chaoxi made a judgment at the first glance, and then the Yan sword took off. Strike a sword.

The sword finger moved, Zi Yao came out, and Song Si held the hilt of the sword. Pick it up, hold the wild goose to the west and break the air with a sword, and then take a solid step, the sword qi recoils, and the wild goose is flying westward.

At the beginning of the fight, you know the depth of the opponent, the goose faces solemnly towards the west, and when you play the sword again, it is a trick.

Eighteen swords!

The sword intent of the wind went straight to the peak of the realm of nothingness, and in an instant, the wild goose turned into a wild goose in the west, swirling eighteen wild goose swords, one sword was stronger than the other, and it was forced to kill.

"The sword intent at the peak of the Matterless Realm, the pure sword cultivation sword technique, powerful!" Song Si sighed in his heart, and the void sword intent in the early stage of the Nothingness Realm dispersed, lightly dissolving the interference of the sword intent of the west wind of the Yan Dynasty.

A sword to turn into nothing!

Seeing the flaw, Zi Yao appeared cold, straight through the eighteen swords of the Yan Xia, a wisp of sword light was slightly off, cutting off a strand of the wild goose's long hair towards the west, leaving a shallow blood mark in front of the throat.

If the sword is divided into life and death, Yan Chaoxi has died under the sword.

"Concession!" Song Si put his sword back into its sheath.

"What's the name of this sword?" asked Yan Chaoxi with a sword salute.

"A sword turns into nothing!"

"After a month, I will defeat you!" With that, Yan Chaoxi jumped off the No. 96 sword platform.

Song Si shook his head, and there was something he didn't say: "You are too weak to have a chance." ”

"Group 16, two hundred and thirty-one, Song Sisheng!"

"If it's really extraordinary, it's no wonder that it can get the attention of the Moon City Lord. Qi Xiangluo, the city lord of Flying Immortal City, said: "Looking at his sword moves, it seems that it is also an ancient sword technique of pure sword cultivation, and the grade is no less than that of the immortal product. ”

"How much ability this son has will have to be revealed at the end. Zhiqiu City Master Qi Nian said with a smile.

"This year's sword trial ceremony is different from the past, and we won't know the result until he fights those three little guys. As the son of the sword of the Northern Sword Pavilion, Wanqing Song proudly came to the stage, the sword rose from the north wind, dispersed the wind and snow sword intent of the snow and the wind, and stopped the sword in front of the throat of the martial arts cultivator of the Demon Domain, and the snow and the wind were defeated!

On the other side, Jun Buwu and Yan Huixue, both of whom are also sons of the sword, also defeated their opponents with one sword and easily advanced.

"Are the three little guys Qingwan Song, Jun Buwu, and Yan Huixue, I hope you don't let us down!"

"Hey, it's drunk and dusty, and his opponent is not simple. Qi Xiangluo's eyes flashed, and he vaguely saw that the young man with the double swords on his back was in the midst of the yin and yang sword momentum, and he was already invincible before he made a move, "No, why are the little guys on the sword realm heavenly sword list on the sword platform all outside the territory?"

"It's the meaning of Mr. Long Wo, Shadow Fengyue, and Yu Chengfeng, let the little ones compete in the same realm, which will help them, and at the same time, it will not hinder the final result. Yue Xiaoqing explained, "Well, if it is correct, this son should be Mu Ziye, a disciple of the Daode Sect. ”

Xuanzi No. 35 sword platform, drunk dustless sword picks up wine jug, wine pours into the throat, drunk hometown sword intent wafts out, as if to arouse the homesickness that the wandering swordsman has been buried for a long time.

"Oh, I just went out of the mountain gate, how did I think of the nagging master again?" Mu Ziye shook his head, unaware of the influence of the drunken sword intent, "This fellow Daoist, please!"

The dry sword is out of the sheath, Mu Ziye steps on the gossip, the sword is divided into two instruments, and the natural and thick yin and yang sword momentum will be drunk and dustless in an instant.

Drunk Wuchen was shocked. The opponent was clearly affected by his sword intent, but the opponent's sword was not delayed, but he lost the opportunity because he was too confident in his sword intent.

Singing and getting drunk ask about homesickness!

One step and one song, the fragrance of wine is sprinkled, drunk and dustless make the first move, the sword is homesick, and the yin and yang sword momentum of Mu Ziye is broken.

The two swords resonate, and the yin and yang are shattered. However, without waiting for the drunken Wuchen to be happy, he saw that Mu Ziye's sword turned and turned, yin and yang came out again, the sword momentum waved, and a little cold light had stayed in the heart of the drunk Wuchen.

The winner is decided!

"Promise!" Mu Ziye put away his sword and smiled and gave a sword salute to Drunk Wuchen.

"Accept!" Drunk Wuchen couldn't figure it out, he didn't understand how he was defeated, the moment he broke Mu Ziye's yin and yang sword momentum just now, he only felt that Mu Ziye was a good person he hadn't seen for many years. I just wanted to open my arms and hug this friend, and then, he lost.

"What happened on the thirty-fifth sword platform? Drunk Wuchen actually opened his arms and let people stab?" said the swordman.

"He's hunting geese all day long. Finally pecked by the geese. Although the drunken sword intent is powerful, it also depends on the use of people, Mu Ziye looks like a person who grew up in the Taoist temple since he was a child, how can such a person with a pure Taoist heart be affected by him. Drunken hometown sword intent. I'm really drunk today!"

"It's a pity that I didn't get to see his homecoming. "The one with the sword said that it was a pity that he practiced the nostalgic sword intent, which was similar to the drunken drunken hometown sword intent. It's just that I didn't expect that Drunk Wuchen would lose so quickly.

"I don't know why the rules were suddenly changed in this year's sword trial ceremony, the loser is directly out, and there is no chance of turning defeat into victory, and I don't know what those kendo seniors are thinking?"

"After two rounds, the three hundred and sixty people on the Heavenly Sword List have been brushed off two hundred and seventeen people, and twenty-three of them are the top 100 swordsmen, this ......"

"Look, then Song Si is on the field again, his opponent is Gu Yuhan of the Qingshan Sword Sect, the master of the Ghost Fang Domain!"

"It is rumored that Gu Yuhan of the Qingshan Sword Sect once killed Situ Longyan, the elder of the Dao Demon Sect, who was a traitor sect elder of the Dao Demon Sect, and eliminated the three evils of the Heavenly Destiny, and his reputation was not inferior to Song Si, I don't know who can win when the two fight?"

Hearing the comments of several swordsmen, Ye Yunlin, who had just returned from victory, looked up at the No. 96 sword platform, Gu Yuhan, who was dressed in tattered robes like a beggar, held a green bamboo sword in his hand, standing in the middle of the sword platform, as if he was sleeping but not sleeping, and the sword intent around him was even more mixed, making it difficult to see the depth.

"Dangerous people. "Don't be adrift.

"I don't know how Song Si will deal with it. Ye Yunlin said.

"I think we should open the market first!" A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, Zhuge put his hands on his sleeves, and walked to Murong Chen's side with a smile.

"Good idea!" Murong Chen smiled and followed Zhuge away, leaving Luo Qingqi with a face full of resentment, seeing such a scene, Ye Yunlin and Mo Liuli could only shake their heads.

"Gu Yuhan of the Qingshan Sword Sect, ask Ziyao Zhenren for recruitment!" Gu Yuhan saw Song Si on stage, got rid of the state of sleeping but not sleeping, and gave the sword salute first.

Song Si was slightly stunned, I don't know when he had such a title again, but it sounded very good.

"Pure Yang Song Si, please!"

As soon as the word falls, the sword qi will set off!

Unlike other swordsmen, Gu Yuhan had no intention of temptation, his starting move was a trick, his figure was instantaneous, attacking like a storm, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and he actually blocked Song Si's retreat, and after three breaths, even the space required for Song Si to move was limited by the frenzied sword qi.

Eccentric people, dangerous swordsmen!

Song Si didn't hesitate, Ziyao roared, sheathed Zihong, and shattered the sky with one blow. The moment the sword was connected, Song Sixuan's sword soared into the air, and the void sword qi protected his body, and he broke through into the air.

Rising into the air, he suddenly saw Gu Yuhan holding a sword in both hands, raising a ten-zhang sword and slashing down!

"Damn, what kind of neurotic play is this?" Song Si complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to stop in the slightest, the sword yuan in his body was urged, and the sword light instantly turned into a little bit, and shot out from the tip of Ziyao's sword!

With a bang, the sword shot at the place where the sword was seven zhang, and then Song Si's wrist flicked, Zi Yao was shocked, and one sword was almost at the same time at the place where Gu Yuhan's sword was seven zhang! (To be continued......)