Liu Bu believed that if it weren't for Huo Qu's illness and early death. According to his character, under the hands of a latecomer like Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, such as a person who accumulates salary, sooner or later he will be unlucky!

After one glance, he stopped looking. These are not jealousies, but evaluations from the depths of the heart. What's more, Liu Buqi didn't feel that he would be worse than others.

Seeing that the greetings were over, both Yuanxuguan and Xidiguan sent disciples to start fighting. With appearance, they are all disciples of the second layer of inspiration.

The two sides had just played, and in less than half a minute, the disciples of Xidi Guan won cleanly. Liu Buzhi and other people who were Yuan Xuguan were taken aback.

Next, more than ten consecutive battles. The disciples of Yuan Xuguan have not won once. At this moment, except for Cheng Zhenren's calm face, the other Yuan Xuguan disciples' faces were not good-looking.

Liu Buji was also taken aback at first, but looked at it the other way. I have already understood that the fighting method of a disciple at this level is really lackluster.

In fact, the disciples who are inspired are no different from the disciples who have just enlightened. A qiē mana, supernatural powers, and so on can't be used.

Otherwise, after these enlightenments, the disciples would not have turned to martial arts. It wasn't until after the three-layer psychic that he communicated with the gods before he could use some spells.

The Western Emperor view is sword cultivation, and even the second layer also has some systematic kendo method practice. On the other hand, the disciples of the second layer practice martial arts, and although they can't help it, they don't have anything to teach......

I'm afraid that the Yuan Xuguan will be a disciple of the third-level psychic realm!

"Bang ......"

Wang Ye fell heavily to the ground, even if it was a wooden sword, slashing at his arms, it made Wang Ye's arms bruise.

"Senior brother is okay, right? The junior brother missed for a while, and I hope that the senior brother Haihan ...... "The disciple of the Western Emperor Temple is polite.

made Wang Ye depressed, and he couldn't even get angry. After reluctantly returning the salute, he walked back with a sad face.

Liu Buji couldn't help but shake his head secretly, although Wang Ye made progress fast enough, but he was not in the third realm, after all, he couldn't compare to other people's systematic cultivation and full-time sword cultivation.

The third realm is psychic, whether it is to enter the Tao with martial arts, or to step into the innate realm. Or practice according to the Tao and get started with inspiration. They all have standardized the cultivation of qi and returned to their spirits, and have begun to cultivate spiritual strength. At this time, you can level the advantage of full-time combat!

"Liu Buji came out!"

Liu Buji was thinking about it in his head, but he was snorted by Cheng Zhenren. couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled bitterly in his heart, this real person can really afford to look up to himself!

This is the disciple of the third-level psychic realm who is about to appear, and he has lost so many games. This one is very important, you can only win and not lose...... Otherwise, the momentum will be suppressed, and it will never be able to get up again.

However, immediately a fighting spirit rose in Liu Buji's heart. The blood was faintly boiling, and he began to get excited, wouldn't it be better to let himself see the means of the upper realm!

Thinking like this, he stepped out with a smile. Seeing that this was the first disciple named by Cheng Zhenren, the disciples of Yuan Xuguan knew that it was different, and they all cheered for Liu Buji.

The Western Emperor also attached great importance to it. In a moment, a tall and thin young man was dispatched, also as tall as a sword, with a pair of pupils, and even a faint layer of white.

At first glance, it looks like a cataract, but if you look closely, you will see that it is not a cataract at all. Rather, it was a faint white light, sharp to the extreme.

"What's strange in this person's eyes?" Liu Buji's heart sank, and he had already paid attention to it in his heart.

But instead of being scared, I was more excited. In the Datang world, challenge all the masters in Guanzhong. Playing with the world's heroes and applauding made Liu Buji's confidence climb to the extreme.

At this time, no matter how powerful the opponent is. Liu Buzhi also has confidence to make him a defeated general!

Therefore, he first made a mistake and said with a smile: "This senior brother, I am under Liu, please be merciful!"

"Qiu Jianqiu ......"

This person coldly spat out three words and said, "What I have cultivated is the White Emperor Astonishing Divine Sword, and the essence and spirit are mixed into one. Senior brother, be careful!"

Liu Buji smiled faintly: "Good name, good anger! I use a flying knife, senior brother should also pay attention!"

Flying?

No one thought that Liu Buzhi would be a flying knife? This thing is too unmainstream. Therefore, there is a bit of noise in secret.

Qiu Jianqiu is still an ancient well, and it can be seen that this person's whole spirit is pinned on the sword, so he can make it look like this. It's not intentional!

"Sneer......"

Qiu Jianqiu stepped under his feet and approached Liu Buji. There was a strange sense of rhythm in that step, which made Liu Buqi not feel strange at all.

He has seen many kendo masters, and the mystery of swordsmanship is actually hidden in the footwork.

It's just that this kind of body and sword technique is coordinated, no matter how subtle it is, it is at most the kung fu of the acquired realm, in other words, it still falls in the second realm. For Liu, there is not much of a threat.

Liu Buji chuckled lightly and stepped back. Step by step, he just stepped on the node of Qiu Jianqiu's step.

This disrupts Qiu Jianqiu's rhythm. It's as if someone is playing a musical instrument and someone is messing around and messing with the beat. It seems that when there are people counting, they shout at fifteen or thirty-seven beside them......

In short, Liu Buji's steps came out. Every step happens to be the rhythm of destroying Qiu Jianqiu. But Qiu Jianqiu also knew it, but he didn't mess up, and walked over like this according to his own rhythm.

The two of them fought like this, and the disciples who watched around were shallow. I felt a burst of boredom and discomfort as well.

And the more clever ones were all admired. Even the Wuyue faction, who had been nostrils facing the sky, didn't look much at the field, and was obviously a little looked down on Zhang Meifeng, at this time, he was a little moved.

"That's right, both disciples are good!" the real person of the Wuyue Sect pointed out, "Look at the two people who seem to be stepping forward, but they are actually involved in the battle at the spiritual level......

Cheng Zhenren smiled and said, "The real person praised it, junior disciple." The cultivation is just getting started!"

"Senior Brother Qiu," Liu Buji smiled slightly: "If the two of us go around again, it will be dark." If you don't come out with a sword, I'll do it!"

Qiu Jianqiu's face changed slightly, at this time, Liu Buqi could still make a good move. But doesn't it mean that you have won a step ahead?

Without hesitation at the moment, the long sword shook and came out of the sheath. With an indomitable majesty, a platinum light that was dazzling to the extreme in an instant, it was the disciples who were watching the battle all around, and they were caught off guard, and many of them screamed and blinded their eyes.

Thanks to the book friend 141104144627133, miaoge, Jiuguamu, and Oude's Fury Brothers for their tips...... There is a shift after midnight.

The book will be on the shelves on Friday, so I hope you will support it then.