"This is his real strength!" In the stands, Sima Dang looked at Tao Qi deeply.

Dang Dezhu sighed: "The hole cards are opened one by one, I really don't know what else he has." ”

Wu Xiongdi suddenly said: "Ah Bing, go to Shura's preparation room and hand over the things to Tao Qi, I'm afraid I'll forget it later." ”

Everyone looked at Wu Xiongdi in surprise, how did he get on the line with this young man?

"It's nothing, just ask him to bring something to my daughter. "Wu Xiongdiyun is light and clear.

Everyone looked at him with complicated thoughts, the Wu family's practice of casting a wide net has never been recognized by other families, and they didn't expect that they had seen results.

A talent from such a far away place in Guangze Mansion can be met by their family.

If every child who goes out to experience can get to know a few talents, how strong should the Wu family be?

At this time, the blood concubine of the Shura clan met a god resurrection stage fighter who was also from the Conquering Heaven clan.

If it is said that in the previous resurrection period of the Blood Ji and the Moyu team, the victory and defeat were four or six, and against this fighting star, the winning rate was less than three percent.

But as soon as the game began, everyone's eyes were fixed.

"Blood Ji has made too much progress, this is already the realm of a half-step Jindan!"

"Even if she intends to suppress it, I'm afraid that she will really get married within half a year. ”

Lin Gongzi looked at Blood Ji with a somewhat complicated look.

The true value of Blood Ji is that she is only at the peak of her god.

Maintaining this realm, she is still a figure in the circle of fighting generals, once she becomes the first layer of Jindan, and when she encounters opponents in the Jindan period of other teams, she will only be killed in seconds.

And Lin Gongzi's pursuit of blood concubine originally only planned to give her the title of a concubine.

However, in the God Refining Period, if the Jindan Period, which is only one realm lower, as a concubine, it may be criticized, and of course the Blood Concubine will not be so reluctant.

Therefore, Lin Gongzi is the one who is most unwilling to see the promotion of Blood Ji.

Even if you want to advance, you have to chase her by yourself!

was only stunned for a moment, and the blood queen had fallen to the disadvantage, and the veteran fighting stars of the Zhengtian team were still skilled.

"Ruthless Sword - En Break!" Blood Ji suddenly let out a clear roar, cutting her opponent's attacks one by one.

"Righteousness!" The sword intent was completely different from the previous style of the blood princess, and instantly pushed the opponent to a desperate situation.

"I want to leave!" This sword, with incomparably strong, endless arrogance, is as powerful as splitting the sky!

"Blood Hime, I'm defeated!" the opponent let out a desperate voice.

The sword qi stayed an inch above the shoulder well and did not cut down.

The opponent admits defeat in a sober state, and it works.

Blood Ji wins!

The failed fighting star instantly looked like he was ten years old, and he himself was already a little old.

If it weren't for the loss of potential and the courage to die, the Conquering Heaven team would not have sold him.

And a fighting star who admits defeat will no longer have brilliance.

The Ink Rain team bought people this time and suffered a heavy setback.

"What a ruthless sword, I didn't expect Blood Ji's attainments in the sword to be so high!" Huo Mai praised.

"No, with her previous knowledge, it is impossible to create such a sword technique, and there must be a master to guide her. Sima Dang said slowly.

Wu Xiongdi nodded: "But these three styles are in line with what Blood Ji is feeling." ”

Therefore, it shows the vision of this master, Bu Guo does not have this level. Sima Dang pondered.

Everyone was still immersed in the artistic conception of the three swords of the blood queen, and the master of ceremonies had already begun to report the next one.

"Eight Treasures Wisdom Tree Building, Lingzhou Gaodeng County, Guangze Prefecture, Luo Men Deputy Door Master Leng Xiao Painting, known as the 'Sword of the Stars' by the people of the rivers and lakes, the late stage of the ninth layer of Jindan, the chivalrous value is 3768 points, the merit value is -1024 points, the merit value is -216, and the fighting general has a record of 0 wins and 0 losses!"

There was a moment of silence in the stands, followed by a burst of shock.

It's actually that Lou Luomen in Guangze Mansion again?

The deputy master of the dignified immortal gate also came to the team to earn money, is this a ** share?

The merit value and the good merit value are negative, and the negative merit is enough to meet the standard of "magic", if it is not for the chivalrous value.

But if the people of the Buddhist sect want to kill him in the name of eliminating demons, it is not easy for the government to interfere.

"Sword of the Stars, have you heard of this person, when did he come to Duanyue Mansion?" Dang Dezhu looked at the other bigwigs in surprise, and they all had the same expressions.

No one got this information.

A master of the Jindan period, if he deliberately wants to hide his tracks, it is indeed not easy to be discovered.

"Judging from the deeds of the Sword of the Stars, he shouldn't be so downtrodden as to sell himself to the team, even if he wants to join the team, it should be a strong team. Huo Mai frowned.

The purple-robed man, who hadn't spoken for a few days, suddenly said coldly: "He, like me, is a person born to fight!"

Everyone looked at the purple-robed man, the strongest refining period in Duanyue Mansion City, Song Xuan!

Although the major families have ancestors in the return period, they have not been in the city for many years, and in a sense, Song Yu is the first person in Duanyue City.

Song Yu commented, could it be that the Shura team really wants to win today?

Everyone nervous for no reason, not for the immortal coins that might be lost.

Just for the upcoming battle.

People who are born for war, every time they appear, they will definitely set off a bloody storm in the fighting field!

And who can be selected for the team is not a strong person?

Can the eighth-layer Chang sleeve of the Jindan of the Moyu team defend his honor?

"I am a man who was born to fight. The first sentence of Leng Xiao's painting made everyone feel the chill.

His voice resonates, with a bright metallic texture, piercing the heart.

Chang Sleeve looked at his opponent lightly: "I can see it, so what." ”

"I don't like bullying the weak. "Leng Xiaohua said coldly, cold and proud.

It was a kind of pride that was firm to the bone.

Arrogant but not arrogant.

It's not that I look down on my opponent, I just understand that I'm too strong.

Chang Sleeve laughed angrily: "I'm not a weak kind." ”

With a bang, nine magic weapons rose from behind Chang Sleeve!

Nine is the extreme, and the Jindan period can sacrifice nine magic weapons at the same time, which is enough to be proud.

Leng Xiaohua's face did not change in the slightest: "With the magic weapon, it is not the true meaning of war." ”

Chang sleeve laughed: "As long as you can win ......"

Then he shut up.

Behind the cold flute painting, more than 20 magic weapons flew up!

This is simply impossible to happen, how can there be thousands of divine thoughts in the Jindan period!

Perhaps Leng Xiaohua can only barely display these magic weapons, and cannot control so many at the same time.

However, the magic weapon of the Jindan period fights, and the powerful impact force after the collision will damage the magic weapon to some extent, and it can easily become a war of attrition.

Nine magic weapons, how can you consume more than two dozen pieces?

And what made Chang Sleeve's forehead sweat was that there seemed to be two spiritual weapons mixed in the middle of those magic weapons!

"If you don't rely on the magic weapon, then how do you want to fight?" Chang Sleeve said calmly.

Leng Xiaohua withdrew his magic weapon and raised the long sword in his hand: "As long as you take my three swords and don't die, I will admit defeat immediately!"

The audience was in an uproar.

This is a war in the Jindan period, which Jindan period's physical body has not been tempered thousands of times?

It's easy to decide the winner in three moves, and kill a Jin Dan in three moves?

Even in the refining period, I don't dare to be so confident!

"Three swords, can I fight back?" Chang Sleeve frowned.

Leng Xiao said: "No matter what you do, as long as you can pick me up three swords!"

"No matter what you do, can you use the magic weapon?" Chang Sleeve's eyes widened.

"Yes!"

Chang Sleeve took a deep breath, and now he believes it, this is really a man who was born to fight.

In order to stimulate all his enthusiasm for fighting, he actually made a covenant of three swords!

"As you wish!" Chang Sleeve shouted, and three magic weapons shot at the opponent from different angles.

To dissolve these three magic weapons, you must at least have three swords!

"Reincarnation!" Leng Xiaohua's cold voice seemed to freeze time.

The long sword drew a circle, and the three magic weapons were glued by a sword, and this sword carried the remaining momentum, pointing straight at the door of Chang Sleeve.

"One circle and one stab, you have used up two swords!" Chang Sleeve shouted as he stepped back, and at the same time sacrificed four magic weapons, three guards and one attack.

The so-called "three moves" on the rivers and lakes are actually a vague concept, and it only depends on whose hand the interpretation is in the hands.

One move, there can be more than a dozen styles.

A formula can include seven or eight changes of direction halfway.

I haven't finished a single move, and changing my tricks can not be counted!

I can also say that your sword is actually equivalent to three moves!

If you accidentally take an extra step, it's also a trick for you!

......

There is no referee, then it depends on who is powerful, Chang Sleeve took the lead in reporting the number, and has already occupied the absolute initiative.

"Pi-a-awe!" Leng Xiaohua said the second time, and the three defensive magic weapons were shocked open at the same time, and Leng Xiaohua spewed out a sword from the back of his head, defeating the attacking magic weapon.

"It's already three swords!" Chang Sleeve said in a loud voice.

With a brush, he cast a retreat technique and appeared ten feet away.

"Pu-du!" Leng Xiaohua's voice seemed to sound in Chang Sleeve's ears, startling him into a cold sweat.

Brilliant brilliance, falling from the sky, that sword mountain, sword like a glacier!

"Still not admit defeat?" Chang Sleeve sneered, and two shell-shaped magic weapons flew above his head, forming a formation!

At the same time, the seven magic weapons outside were gathered and quickly returned to help.

"Click!" The two magic weapons formed a formation, and there was a tendency that they couldn't bear the sword of the cold flute painting.

"What if you abolish my two magic weapons, the team will compensate for it anyway!" Chang Sleeve snorted coldly, and then poured out of his body like an abyss of true qi, and he did not retreat against those two magic weapons.

Boom, the shell magic weapon exploded, but finally held on until the other seven magic weapons came back, and then formed a defensive array.

I only heard a jingle sound in my ears, and Chang Sleeve was furious: "Leng Xiaohua, you don't keep your promise, how many swords are there!"

"Two swords!" The voice sounded coldly, and the magic weapons were picked up one by one.

"People can't be so shameless, referees!" Chang shouted.

"The game continues. An indifferent voice came from the referee's bench.

In the fighting field, there are only "death", "admitting defeat", and "stepping down", and there has never been a three-sword covenant.

Boom, boom, the last magic weapon was knocked away, and the remnants knocked Chang Sleeve out of the edge of the ring.

"Leng Xiaohua, didn't you say that you were born for war, you said that you only received three swords, how can you be so reliant!" Chang Sleeve wiped the blood from his mouth and scolded.

Leng Xiaohua glanced at him and threw the sword in his right hand into the air: "How much is this?"

"One!"

Leng Xiaohua threw out two more swords: "How many is this?"

"Three!"

Leng Xiaohua nodded: "I thought you didn't know how to count." ”

"From beginning to end, you only forced me to use two swords, why did you get three swords?"