"Yuxu Peak Zhou Qian, please advise Senior Brother. ”

"Chong Xuanfeng is dead," a thick and hoarse voice sounded, "I never leave a hand in fighting with others, senior brother, it's better for you to admit defeat in advance." ”

Zhou Qian was stunned for a moment, what kind of person is this, frowned and said, "Please also ask Senior Brother to give advice." ”

"I've said that, I'm really going to be injured, but don't blame me!" As soon as he finished speaking, even if he started to do it, he turned around with two flying sickles on his back, shot left and right in circles, and even dragged a sickle and rushed over, so a strange scene.

The sword immortal fighting method is often thousands of miles away, taking the human level, and rarely getting close, but this young life does the opposite, which is even more dangerous.

Zhou Qian couldn't figure out the situation, his feet were stunned, the white clouds were born, and they floated back, and the black light turned by the flying sickle shot in front of him for only a moment, and his heart was tight, so fast to escape!

The Xuanyang sword borrowed from Senior Brother He Hua was released, and the sword light moved, turning into a golden light barrier in front of him, with a loud bang, the wall of light shattered, and the golden light was restored to form the body of the flying sword, which was quite scattered, and the flying sickle weapon was hit back, fighting each other, but the two were comparable.

Shao Sheng was a little surprised, "This kid is so pure and pure mana, it seems to be a little higher than his own own," I am not angry in my heart, at such a shallow age, it must be a panacea, and the teacher has passed on its mystical exercises, so that he can have this way, compared to his hundred years of penance, it seems that he has done useless work, thinking like this, his eyes are murderous.

Reciting the incantation silently in his mouth, he took back the two flying sickles, threw them up, and turned into two thick gray gas vortices and rolled towards Zhou Qian, the wind was fierce, and the fishy smell was blowing in his nose. Zhou Qian's heart tightened, he was sure that this must be a very powerful spell, and before the gray wind hit his face, he felt a slight tingling pain all over his body, if he really wanted to let him reach his body, he would have it!

The sword light turned, turned into three identical figures and flew in three directions, Shao Ming snorted coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, only for a moment, he waved his fingers, and the two whirlpools rolled in the same direction, and where they were going, it was where Zhou Qian's true body was!

Zhou Qian was shocked, he had used this method many times, but he had not been recognized, but he had not thought about it, but it was broken here; others did not know, but he knew in his own heart that although the face and body of this fake body transformed into a deceptive swordsmanship were the same as those of a real person, even the expression could be lifelike. But there is no life, if the enemy knows some detection methods, it can indeed be detected, but I didn't expect this young brother to have such a vicious eye. Hurriedly fled, and rushed towards the gap between the two whirlpools with his sword.

This kind of movement has attracted the attention of many fellow disciples, but they didn't expect that the two of them could fight so fiercely, and it was not as good as their own cultivation. Needless to say, Zhou Qian's self-inflicted Halal Qi has returned to his innate nature from the day after tomorrow, and he can exert the level of five or six layers with the mana of the fourth layer, while the young life is limited to the state of mind, and he has only been at the peak of the sixth layer for a hundred years, and he has not been able to break through for a long time, but the accumulation is really deep.

This wind is called the evil wind of the son and mother, which is collected from the Hundred Ghost Gangster Mountain, and these three Yin Fei Sickles are also refined by the wind essence, so it is more than half faster than ordinary magic weapons.

The wind is extremely fast, and it is difficult to dodge, Zhou Qian's sword is extremely difficult, in fact, there is a way to break it, but the time has not come, he will not do useless work, good hands fight, the fight is that line, no one is willing to waste the opportunity.

Suddenly, Zhou Qian's eyes lit up, and he searched for a long time, and finally found a bright spot in the lower right corner of the whirlpool turned by the evil wind of the son and mother, and knew that it was the eye of the hurricane, and hurriedly shot out the fire beads, the beads were bright, and the fire light was first a thread, and then it rose sharply, turning into a rolling fire cloud and rushing towards the son and mother evil wind, which was the spell on the bead - the scorching fire cloud.

The fire cloud poured into the evil wind of the son and mother, one red and one gray The two forces were entangled, making a spiral, gradually going up, the two senses of heat and cold were transmitted to the two of them at the same time, and the mana of each other was indeed comparable, but the power of the fire beads was to cover the Yin Fei sickle, and the fire was an innate fire, gradually suppressing its potential, and finally the two merged into one, forming a smoke cloud the size of five or six water tanks rushing into the air, and then dissipating with the wind.

Zhou Gangang was overjoyed, and suddenly his heart was alert, and he leaned back without thinking, making an iron plate bridge, and in a moment, a cold light crossed in front of him, and the direction was folded, and he slashed downward; and Zhou Qian had already put the Xuanyang Sword on the top, and even the person with the sword was split more than ten zhang, and the scream of 'stabbing' was drawn out, which was the sound of the flying sword rubbing against the ground, and occasionally there were sparks all the way, but in the midst of the tumble, the Xuanyang Sword was inserted into the platform, and there was still an extremely long deep scar.

It turned out that the wind sickle in Shaoming's hand suddenly shot out a black light, it was the true light of the wind spirit, and it was only a trace away from Zhou Gan's life, which was the reason why he had previously wondered why he was holding a magic weapon, and he made a killing move at a critical time.

Although it is riskier than fighting, but there will be one or two points of mana, which is like this Chong Xuanfeng has less life, and it is really as he said;

After the fire cloud broke the evil wind, the two yin wind sickles greatly damaged the spirituality, and they could hardly be driven, so Shao Ming had to take it away, threw the main scythe in his hand forward, and greeted it, the main scythe wrapped the wind essence true mang, which was no longer visible to the naked eye, even if Zhou Qian's swordsmanship was profound, he had to protect it within three feet, and the dense exchange of blows was almost connected.

"Uncle Wine's newly accepted disciple has good skills!"

"I didn't want to be lonely and lonely, and I never talked to our senior brothers, but it was a bit powerful. Chong Xuanfeng's doorman said.

"Senior brother, come on!" 6 Xiaoxian's shouts were the highest in the crowd.

"If you are replaced, are you sure that you can win?" Qin Yu glanced at He Qin and He Qi, and said meaningfully: "But don't really be chased by the little junior brother." ”

The two of them smirked, knowing in their hearts.

'Slow to slow, fast to fast, to break the surface. 'I suddenly remembered what Venerable Gu Hai said that day, although he did not win or lose with the monkey-faced Ma Tong in the battle of the Muddy Swamp, he did benefit a lot, and compared to it, how similar this lifeless flying sickle was to the steel ring of that Ma Tong.

As soon as his heart moved, the flying sword slowed down, but the young life was not adaptable, the flying sickle that was clearly stabbed at his head seemed to be shooting towards the Xuanyang sword, the sword light turned by the Xuanyang sword was like an old man making tea, with its own rhythm, and waves of fairy light rose in front of him;

Dangerously and dangerously, he stopped an inch in front of his face, "Senior brother, it seems that you lost." Zhou Qian's cold voice sounded, and then he pulled a sword flower and took it back.

Shao Ming stood for a moment, then turned around and left, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, he couldn't go on like this......

"Senior brother wins!" 6 Xiaoxian jumped up excitedly, jumped up from the stage, and hung on Zhou Qian.

"Congratulations, junior brother. Qin Yu chuckled.

"Senior brother, how many of us are in Yuxu Peak—" Zhou Qian asked.

"All passed!" He Qin and He Qi shouted at the same time!

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