(There was a problem in the first two chapters, because there were more characters, so an important character like Li Xixing was omitted, and he was also involved in an important plot that had been conceived, so some changes and additions were made in the first 135 chapters and 136 chapters, you can go back and take a look, otherwise you may not be able to connect.) And then there's a shift later this evening)

In all the previous battles, He Chaoxi had been fighting with this cyan broadsword, but this cyan broadsword was too ordinary and did not leave a distinct impression on anyone at all.

Since there is the previous sword selection link in Sword Valley, no matter how stupid He Chaoxi is, it is impossible to choose a sword that has no characteristics except for its generosity.

A sharp roar erupted from the mouth of the deer song, and with this roar, the bronze long sword in the deer singer who felt the danger sneered and sneered out patches of red ice and snow, and his figure also instantly fell in front of He Chaoxi, and with a bang, the bronze long sword in his hand once again smashed down towards He Chaoxi like a mountain peak.

He Chaoxi raised his sword and blocked again.

With a bang, the ground beneath his feet shook like a wave.

At this time, the mountain that fell was already an ice peak.

In the midst of the splashing of air, pieces of crimson sharp ice sprinted on his body, and there were many bleeding wounds on his body in an instant.

Looking at such a picture, Zhang Yi was extremely worried, opened her mouth wide but forgot to breathe, and couldn't make any sound at all.

A puff of blood spurted out of He Chaoxi's mouth.

However, with a muffled snort, He Chaoxi was not shocked back and popped out like the previous blow, and after his whole body bowed slightly, it was like a curved bow that flicked straight again, and the sword in his hand still struggled upward, but forced the deer weapon song and the sword to pop back.

At this moment, He Chaoxi's left hand also fell on the hilt of the sword, and the true yuan flowing from the tips of his left fingers polished a rune on the spine of the sword.

The spine of his sword itself was a small slender sword embedded in it, but it was not visible at all from a certain distance.

At this time, with the light of this rune, the small sword flew out along the body of the big sword.

Laugh at!

The sound of breaking the air began.

Lu Qige turned sideways in shock, and a small cyan sword light with a vortex swept past his body at a terrifying speed.

He Chaoxi began to fight back.

With all his strength, he swung his sword and slashed at the deer song.

His strength was already greater than that of the vast majority of Xuan Sheng, and at this time, when he swung his sword, the air poured into the central groove of his cyan wide sword, and there was a huge sound of wind and thunder, and the momentum was indescribably amazing.

However, for Lu Qige, the most amazing thing is not the momentum and strength, but the heavy sword in He Chaoxi's hand seems to have suddenly become several times lighter, and the sword momentum is also several points faster than before!

The air that poured into the central groove of the cyan broadsword sharply supported the cyan broadsword, as if it made the cyan broadsword fly.

Lu Qige greeted him with a shocking backhand swing of his sword.

He Chaoxi's sword momentum changed again, and the cyan broadsword that was originally slashing at him on the head floated diagonally towards his right wrist.

In the previous battle, his sword momentum was heavy and strong, but now, his sword momentum has become light and swift.

Lu Qige was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe, and the long sword in his hand retracted his defense again, but at this moment, he heard the sound of a sword behind him.

He subconsciously turned his head.

In the afterglow of his eyes, he saw a thin and faint sword light like a pale cyan mist flying towards him.

"What kind of sword is this?"

Among the candidates who watched the battle, someone was shocked and shouted out his heart at this time.

The thin sword that flew out of the sword body flew back to the cyan broad sword in He Chaoxi's hand.

Lu Qige couldn't cope with the two swords attacking at the same time, and the true yuan in his body poured out from under his feet, and the two puffs of smoke and dust swept out like two wings supporting him.

He Chaoxi chased after with a sword, and the thin sword that flew back naturally returned to his sword body, and in the next moment, with a snort, the thin sword flew out of his sword body again, stabbing towards Lu Qige.

Lu Qige's face turned pale again, his eyes were full of angry flames and shock when he looked at this small sword, he took a deep breath, and the sword in his hand was already stabbing out towards this small sword as fast as possible.

Then came a thud.

A strong wave surged out in front of him, and his angry howl rang out in the splashing air.

He accurately stabbed the small sword with an astonishing speed, and the small sword also flew out upside down like a leaf, but he saw that the small sword did not fall to the ground because of this, and was still flying towards the cyan broadsword in He Chaoxi's hand, and at this time, this cyan broadsword was attacking his chest and abdomen with an incomparably light posture and a strange roar!

He Chaoxi only used a sword.

However, at this moment, it was as if he was facing two swordsmen all the time, and they were two swordsmen with extremely fast sword momentum!

There was silence outside the venue.

It was definitely a shocking and unexpected fight.

At the moment when Lu Qi Ge showed his bloody demon skills, almost everyone began to feel that victory already belonged to Lu Qi Ge, but He Chaoxi's sword began to really show its grandeur, and the victory and defeat seemed to be reversed.

"Is it the Qingque Sword?"

In a clearing where the court officials were stationed in the valley, Pan Ruoye looked at the sword in He Chaoxi's hand, and couldn't help but ask Huang Zhenwei on his side softly.

"There are few sons and mothers of the sword itself, and only this son and mother sword of Bashan Sword Field has such a wonder. Huang Zhenwei nodded with some emotion and replied softly.

A violent and terrible howl sounded again in the room.

A red light poured out from in front of Lu Qige's body, several feet long, like a comet tail that cut through the sky, but he still couldn't cope with the combined attack of the two swords, and his whole body kept sweeping, retreating, retreating and retreating.

A series of air waves sounded densely.

A long series of pits appeared on the ground in front of him, and he was still unable to fight back when he retreated to a distance of several feet from the sword marks on the sidelines.

His body began to cold again.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that the Blood Demon Skill had gathered into his body was about to be exhausted.

His strength at this time was still above He Chaoxi, with the strength exceeding the other party, he could deal with a sword that was slightly faster than his own, but he could not deal with two swords that were faster than his own.

"I'm not losing to you, I'm losing to this sword in your hand. ”

Lu Qige knew that he was going to lose, but thinking that he was only one step away, he was only unable to enter the Minshan Sword Sect to practice because of this sword, he was unwilling to go to the extreme, looking at the sword light that was surging towards him again, he let out this terrible scream, and raised his sword not to meet He Chaoxi's sword, but to cut his throat.

His sword is naturally not as fast as the sword of the Yutai Guan Sword.

As soon as the crimson sword light flashed, a sword intent had already fallen on his sword.

The power of this sword intent only completely canceled out the power of his sword, causing his sword to fall to the ground softly.

He Chaoxi, who was advancing quickly, also paused, because the sword of Tangtai Guan had already appeared between him and Lu Qige.

Yutai Guanjian bowed slightly at He Chaoxi, then turned around, looked at Lu Qige, who was trembling all over, and said gently and seriously: "In a cultivator's life, if you close one door, there will always be other doors that will open, and the worst result is to close all the doors directly. ”

Lu Qige's mind was blank, and he didn't seem to be able to think about the meaning of this sentence, but the death intent that had just filled his heart had begun to dissipate.

He hung his head in grief.

"Win?"

Zhang Yi stayed for a few breaths, and finally came back to her senses, began to be ecstatic, and then began to admire.

"Little junior brother, you are really a god. ”

He couldn't help but look at Ding Ning beside him and said seriously.

Ding Ning frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, but still didn't respond.

......

The final battle has ended, and Lin Suixin is very satisfied with this result.

He also did not hide his satisfaction at all, and the corners of his mouth rarely flashed with a very interesting smile.

Then he began to speak up and said, "Ding Ning, Zhang Yi, Yi Xin, Xie Rou, Dugu Bai, Ye Haoran, Gu Xichun, Li Xixing, He Chaoxi, you have a rest time for incense." ”

Now there are nine students left, and there are still only nine names he can read.

At this time, many of the eliminated students outside the field themselves had mixed feelings in their hearts, and some of them were even more sad and frustrated to the extreme, seeing that there was still a lack of a place, they couldn't wait to be able to replace them, and finally someone couldn't help but shout, "Since the top ten can enter the Minshan Sword Sect to study, then who is missing?"

Hearing such a call, Lin Suixin smiled faintly and said, "There is no shortage." ”

"Not lacking?"

Those students looked at Lin Suixin in disbelief, and they couldn't understand it at all.

"Plus Xu Lianhua, it's ten. Lin said calmly.

"Xu Lianhua?"

As soon as these words came out, not only those selected students and the teachers of the cultivation ground, but even Zhang Yi and others were stunned all of a sudden.

"How could it be Xu Lianhua!" one of the candidates couldn't help but shout.

Lin Suixin glanced at the selected student and said: "He defeated Chen Lichou, and then he had a bye in the next game, and naturally entered the top ten, but his injury was too serious to carry out the following competition." ”

The candidate was stunned, speechless.

All the students who were originally located at the other end of the shed were speechless.

The last vacant was Xu Lianhua.

In the last ten miles, except for Ye Haoran and Gu Xichun, all of them were the people who stood by Ding Ning's side at the beginning.

The feelings in the hearts of all these candidates are extremely complicated, and their faces begin to be inexplicably hot, like shame, and like being slapped hard.

Many of the teachers in the cultivation sites also smiled bitterly inexplicably.

It's an incredible result, and yet it's so real to them.

Xie Rou's body couldn't help but tremble again.

She only thought about doing her part for Ding Ning, but she never thought that she would be able to enter the top ten and enter the Minshan Sword Sect to study.

However, at this moment, she saw that Ding Ning's brows were still furrowed.

"What?" the joy and excitement in her heart suddenly receded like a tide, and she couldn't help but ask softly.

"Nothing. Ding Ning's eyes flickered slightly and said.

"Who is the last chess piece in the palace?"

At this moment, Jing Liuli, who had been standing in the shed, said in a cold voice to the Zhantai Guan Jian who returned to his side: "Uncle Lin should have seen it, but I can't see it. ”

Tantai Guanjian wanted to speak, but he felt a strange aura, his brows furrowed, and he turned to look at the mountain path behind him.