"Seven Moves Sword Cultivation?" The rest of the young people present couldn't help frowning, turning their heads to each other, and whispering: "I'll demonstrate these seven moves now, look at it!"

The examiner screamed and pointed at the spirit sword in the sky!

The spirit sword suddenly turned into a flowing shadow, pierced through the void, and quickly fell into the examiner's hand.

At this moment, the elegant temperament of the black-robed examiner swept away. A terrifying momentum soared into the sky!

His whole person is integrated with the momentum, and he is extremely powerful, as if he is a sword, and the sword is him!

That fierce momentum, like a stormy wave, hit like a mountain and a sea, constantly impacting everyone's hearts, making people dare not look at him directly.

The sword intent is monstrous!

"First move!"

When that fierce momentum climbed and soared to the peak.

The examiner moved!

His figure turned into a ray of light, and his toes lightly stepped into the void, and the lightning quickly retreated, leaving an illusory afterimage behind him.

The sword shadow evolves into thousands of shapes, blooming countless sword flowers in the void, extremely fancy, dense sword rain, moving with the wind, the speed is extremely fast, covering the sky and the sun, and the momentum of attack and killing is overwhelming!

"Second move!"

The sword momentum suddenly turned, the tension changed instantly, the storm rose, and the sword intent continued.

The examiner turned light with his sword and slashed horizontally.

In the void, everything is like a crescent moon arc light, and suddenly it suddenly appears! criss-crossed, and the wind is raging!

"The third move!"

With every shout from the examiner, the sword momentum suddenly turned, the sword move swayed and changed rapidly, and the breeze was slow, dazzling, and it was impossible to figure out the truth and reality.

After seven strokes.

The examiner paused in the void, retracted his sword, and gathered momentum. The fierce momentum suddenly disappeared and returned to the same as before.

And all the teenagers were dumbfounded, dumbfounded, and so shocked that they couldn't say a word.

"This, how do I practice?" Long Haotian's expression was strange, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "This is obviously embarrassing... Those seven moves are varied, uncertain and unpredictable, so how can they be practiced?"

As the examiner's sword refining ended, with a bang, a water mirror appeared in the sky, among which was the pattern of the examiner's seven swords!

Long Haotian let out a sigh of relief and said, "It's pretty much the same!"

Ye Qinghong said: "Since Taiwei Zhenjun is the disciple who founded this seven-trick assessment, he naturally has his intentions. If there are some difficult topics, wouldn't it make people confused, and they all entered the Taixu Sect?"

Everyone immediately seized the time and started practicing swords!

"No matter how varied the sword moves are, they are also derived from the basic swordsmanship. Mo Bei looked at the patterns.

Pondering and talking to himself, his eyes narrowed slightly, his left hand hugged his chest, his right hand pinched his chin, and he couldn't help but recall the seven moves in his mind.

"It's all the same. ”

"First move...... The second trick ,......"

A flash of light flashed through Mo Bei's mind, his eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists: "Hmm? I understand! I see! The first move, the sword is like rain, it is the basic swordsmanship, stab!"

"That second move, the sword light is like a rainbow, slash, split!"

"That's it!"

Mo Bei shook his fist fiercely and drew his sword!

"Woohoo!"

In an instant, the green sword in Mo Bei's hand rushed out, like a poisonous snake with teeth and claws, frantically spitting snake letters, the sword traces were tricky, and the reality and fiction were mixed. A large patch of dense raindrops was formed, stabbing fiercely into the void.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Although the sword rain pierced the air and slashed in the void, it erupted into a crisp sound, and the eardrums of those who listened to it hurt.

The sword wind blew and made people's cheeks hurt.

"Second move!

Mo Bei's waist twisted suddenly, and he turned around with a sword! The sword light flickered, and an arc of light slashed out in the void, like a bright moon in the sky, slashing down!

The air was splashed away, creating a powerful wave of air, and the person pushing it involuntarily withdrew a few steps away!

"The third move!"

Mobei strides meteors, walking like flying, and the gale moves with it. The sword moves as you like, the movement moves as you like, and the offensive opens and closes, sometimes soothing and sometimes slow.

Ye Qinghong's eyes widened, and there was a hint of brilliance in her bright eyes, she looked at Mo Bei without blinking, pursed her red lips, and her eyes were full of worship.

"Desert and lonely smoke! A river flows eastward! Outside the fog, the rivers and mountains are ...... The road is alone!"

Six moves in a row, all in one go!

The sword moves are connected, natural, and the tacit understanding is extremely good, and there is no sense of cumbersomeness or stagnation at all.

At this moment, Long Haotian was dumbfounded, and his face was full of surprise: "I wasted half of my brains before I practiced three moves." Brother Mobei, unexpectedly ...... I've already realized six tricks!"

Ye Qinghong also showed surprise and surprise, and her small mouth opened slightly: "Brother Mo Bei is so powerful, you must know that if you cultivate these seven new swordsmanship techniques, you can pass the test if you practice five swords! A person who can realize six moves can be described as a genius!"

Long Haotian said: "No, I have to speed up, I must practice five swords!"

Ye Qinghong nodded and said, "Me too!"

The two of them also began to practice swordsmanship!

After a long time, Long Haotian let out a sigh of relief and said, "I have practiced five swords!"

Ye Qinghong also said: "I have also practiced, and I have refined the sixth sword!"

"Long Haotian, look," Ye Qinghong's bright eyes continued to glow, and he slowly glanced at the young people around him: "The time limit is almost up, everyone has stopped!

Long Haotian looked at it, but it wasn't it.

The time limit has expired.

The more than 3,000 teenagers had long since stopped practicing swords; the young men who had practiced the five swords cheered, while the teenagers who had not practiced swordsmanship hugged their heads and cried, their faces gloomy.

Among the more than 3,000 teenagers, at this moment, there are still 12 people, and their bodies are still dancing. The sword and sword flowers kept blooming in the void around them, without stopping.

The examiner stepped into the void, his eyes constantly swept over the twelve people who were present, and his brows were all frowning, his face was calm, and he secretly said: "Not bad, not bad." This time's disciple is much more talented than the last one. ”

"Fang Luoyou, he has realized the Seven Swords, in terms of his understanding, it is rare. Fang Luoyou, huh...... The swordsmanship comprehension ranks among the top three among the children of the family. It makes sense to realize the Seven Swords. ”

The examiner's eyes slowly swam, and he couldn't stop nodding: "This Ye Qingshuang and Ji are not sick, well......"

Suddenly, the examiner's gaze, when he wandered to Mo Bei, was suddenly stunned: "This ...... This kid has an unfamiliar face, and when he thinks about it, he should be a grassroots disciple...... Unexpectedly, this time I also picked up a treasure from the Taixu Sect. ”

Among these twelve people, the remaining eleven people are all outstanding disciples of major families, and relatively speaking, Mo Bei, who is dressed in rags, is particularly eye-catching.

All eyes were drawn to him.

Mo Bei didn't feel their gaze at all, and his whole person's divine consciousness was restrained, completely immersed in the sword intent.

After six moves, he did not gather momentum, nor did he collect his sword.

The sword body just kept trembling, faintly glowing, the human sword was one, it seemed to be connected with Mo Bei's heart, and the excitement was difficult to suppress.

At this time-

A burst of exclamations came from the crowd: "Wow, Senior Brother Ji Wuxian has already realized the Seven Swords!"

Ye Qinghong and Long Haotian hurriedly looked.

The crowd dispersed, making way for a large clearing.

I saw that in this clearing, a sky-blue figure was scurrying at great speed, and the green sword in his hand stirred out countless sword flowers with it.

With Ji Wuxian's soft drink, the sword suddenly became sharp, and the body and sword were united, covered with a layer of dazzling light, and rushed straight to the sky!

The sword was fierce, and wherever it passed, the wind suddenly rose, mixed with a manic meaning, rushing to the face, blowing the strands of human hair scattered. The teenagers around them couldn't withstand the ripples in the air splashed by this manic sword wave, and they all retreated, unable to get close!

Every sword that Ji is disease-free can be retracted and released freely, neatly, decisively and ruthlessly, without any tricky and vicious, nor does it contain false tricks, he disdains!

But even so, there was no killing intent in that sword move, and the young people's expressions changed, and they avoided its edge one after another.

When you put out the sword, you will kill, and you will seal your throat with a sword.

"Give it all to me!" Ji Wuxian in mid-air, his eyes narrowed, exuding a cold glow, arrogant, domineering, cold and arrogant, and he suddenly screamed, extremely domineering: "Get out of the way!"

In the void, with a flick of his wrist, the green sword swept across the void.

The manic and fishy wind instantly crushed down, retreating the surrounding teenagers dozens of meters away and falling into a piece.

Witnessing this, all the disciples began to complain and mumble in small voices.

The children of the Ji family nodded and said, "Haha, this time Senior Brother Ji Wuxian can be regarded as raising eyebrows for our Ji family!"

"That Ji Wuxian is too arrogant, it's just a matter of practicing swords alone, and he actually drove everyone away. ”

Ye Qinghong pursed her lips, muttered a few times, and then turned her head to look at Mo Bei again, with a hint of hope in her eyes: "Brother Mo Bei, you must surpass him, you can't let this Ji Wuxian be too arrogant!"

Long Haotian said angrily: "Arrogant guy, this Wujian Platform is not your family's!"

But then, Ji Wuxian screamed, which completely made everyone shut up in shock.

"Eighth sword!"

The voice fell-

Ji Wu's body spun rapidly in mid-air, and above the green sword, a brilliant glow appeared. In the void, more than 20 flowing shadows were scattered, blooming like petals. Waves of spiral-shaped manic qi erupted from under the blade of the sword!

"Woohoo!"

Hundreds of sword qi, like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, overwhelming, dense, innumerable!

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Below him, within a radius of more than ten zhang, the ground was cut off a layer of life, and the gravel jumped, and countless two-inch-long sword marks appeared.

Beat the audience!

All the teenagers gasped, their eyes full of astonishment and shock.

Silent!

In the eyes of the examiner, there is a fine light from time to time.

"What an eighth sword!"

"There are very few people who can realize the seven swords, and those who can realize the eight swords are rare!

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The new book is a small tree, it is thriving, but it needs help from others, it needs to be watered by everyone, and the water is the recommendation ticket, it doesn't cost anything, and with a little light, the small tree will become a towering tree!