On the ring of Arc, Xiong Jun held a thick-backed mountain knife in his hand, and Ye Quan used a three-foot long sword, his eyes touched, like an invisible sword hitting in the air.

Xiong Jun is tall and strong, and his body shape and strength are only slightly weaker than Zhong Ba, Luo Zhengyang, Yin Hu and others. He is both internal and external, and his sword skills are domineering and powerful. He ranked second in the initial selection of Wucheng, second only to Ye Huayu. But on the other hand, he is only at the Wucheng City.

The reputation is not as loud as Fu Jingtao or Huang Yunpeng, who is practicing swordsmanship. He has long been filled with fire in his heart, and is determined to make a name for his battle and win the respect of everyone!

Ye Quan is a child from the Ye family. He has a pretty appearance and a small figure, which is in sharp contrast to his tall opponent. His eyes are cold and not like a stranger, and he has a bit of a gray indifference, ignoring the enemy, ignoring himself, and ignoring life.

Without polite greetings, the two of them knew what their opponent was thinking at the touch of their eyes. Their body movement suddenly moved and they rushed out at the same time.

In the ring competition, unless you are confident and superior, you must seize the initiative.

Xiong Jun was tall and his arms were long. He shouted and took the lead. The knife light flashed suddenly, as if a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, cutting through the space and slashed hard with a tragic aura.

"Okay!" The colorful sounds outside the field were thunderous and deafening.

The sword master is strong in killing, and the exquisite moves are still second-hand, and the momentum of moving forward is even more important. Xiong Jun's sword is firm and powerful, never-ending, and has the ancient style of fighting to the death on the battlefield, and has fully grasped the essence of swordsmanship. Moreover,

The timing, angle and landing point of his sword were just right, and he saw the fineness of his madness and skill in his sword skills.

The masters of Xuanyuan nodded secretly. This boy is worthy of being the second best candidate in the first place in the Wucheng City!

Ye Quan's eyes were still unpredictable, as if he had expected this first strike. He suddenly accelerated his speed and disappeared from the spot with a whoosh.

Clang! The big sword slashed the ground, and sparks flew everywhere.

Ye Quan had already approached his opponent, and took Xiong Jun's move to use the old opportunity to stab him with a sword, and pointed it at his left temple like a poisonous snake.

The first move is to divide life and death!

"Stop!" The judges at the four corners of the arena were shocked and there was no time to stop them.

Seeing that Xiong Jun was about to hit the sword, he turned halfway, bent his feet and bounced his fingers and shot the sword's spine with a clang.

The sword trembled violently and almost flew away. Ye Quan flew up with the momentum, shaking his wrist and changing his moves, slashing his opponent's neck and carotid artery horizontally.

When Xiong Jun returned to the knife in time, and the hidden force burst out on the knife, which made Ye Quan fly backwards uncontrollably.

These few rabbits rise and fall, and they cannot be heard between life and death, which makes the viewer sweat in a cold sweat. This is a real life-and-death battle, without mercy, without asking whether it is right or wrong, and it is a climax at the beginning. Ye Quan's body technique is mysterious and his sword technique is fierce.

Spicy, Xiong Jun is thick and thin, and he is even proficient in fingering! It can be said that the performances of both of them exceeded the audience's expectations, making people excited to watch.

Xiong Jun was furious. If he hadn't responded quickly and had just been stabbed by that sword, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die. Ye Quan's attack was so vicious that it was completely beyond the scope of a competition among his fellow disciples. Thinking of the rumors among poor disciples, could it be this

The Ye family's secret chess was the Ye family. Although they were angry, their minds were calm. When they were lit, their arms were lit, and the sword's energy extended like a white rainbow, slashing straight towards Ye Quan.

At this moment, his already powerful aura went up again, like a lion who had completely opened his eyes, and became arrogant and all beasts surrendered.

The steel knife breaks through the air, like a lion exploring his claws, with wild and terrifying murderous aura.

It is impolite to come but not come!

Ding Ding! The sword tip thrust rapidly and clicked continuously on the back of the knife. With the power of recoil, Ye Quan shot back like an arrow, leaving the range covered by the knife energy.

Relying on his agile body, is waiting for an opportunity to counterattack? Xiong Jun sneered and chased after him. The heavy mountain-cutting knife suddenly became light and fast. The sword light changed into two, two changed into four, four changed into eight... In a blink of an eye, it generated a snow-white and dazzling knife

The curtain, the sword was full of energy, the wind was running and the lightning was swept across the sky and swept towards the opponent.

Ye Quan had just landed on the ground to breathe, and the spaces on the left and right were filled with knife energy, and the terrible pressure of being crushed to pieces was pressed down on his head. His cold eyes finally rippled, his pupils contracted, and the long sword in his hand swung at high speed, as if fireworks exploded, countless

The stars shine in the sky.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The sword lights collided with each other, intertwined, torn, spiraled, and fought.

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, and the three-foot long sword broke into several pieces. Ye Quan vomited blood and flew out of bounds, and the tiger's mouth broke all over his right hand.

Xiong Jun put away his sword and kept moving as if he was as a mountain. He looked down at his opponent proudly and said coldly: "It is not easy to learn swords when you are thinking about you. I will spare your life today!"

A sharp look flashed in Ye Quan's eyes, and he silently lowered his head and retreated.

The A tie was quick to win, and the B tie was also decided.

Jiang Yi and Tian Xia both use swords.

Jiang Yi's bald head is shiny and arrogant, just like yesterday's eye-catching.

Tian Xia has a slender figure, sword eyebrows are all over his temples, a straight mouth and nose, and he has a strong spirit of heroism. He politely clasped his fists and said, "Senior Brother Jiang, please give me advice!"

Jiang Yi said coldly: "You are not my opponent!"

Tian Xia was stunned and angry. Who doesn’t have the pride of a warrior? Cang Lang drew his sword out of the sheath, pointed the tip of the sword directly at Jiang Yi’s face, and sneered: “I’m not afraid of the wind blowing my tongue!”

Jiang Yi frowned slightly: "Dare you dare to point at me with your sword?!"

Tian Xia said: "Nonsense!" The competition is won, aren't you allowed to point your sword at you? He stomped his feet and flew forward with the sword, as if a white rainbow penetrated the sun. The sword suddenly shook his wrist and changed his moves.

At that time, more than ten sword flowers were transformed out of thin air, and the sword light was unpredictable, with the ultimate exquisiteness of swordsmanship.

He was able to become one of the top ten on that day, not by luck or family background, but indeed had extraordinary sword skills. After polishing and guidance from the Yujian Hall teaching, his sword skills have been further improved and integrated Xuanyuan's basic sword skills.

, Three sword techniques have been changed in one move, just to prevent Jiang Yi from easily seeing through.

The sword light was dazzling, and there were many loud cheers outside the field that made the sword understand the sword.

He has such a foundation of swordsmanship before entering the inner sect, and is considered quite good even among the inner sect’s children.

Jiang Yi's eyes narrowed, white light flashed, and the long sword pierced straight, without being confused by the phantoms, and hit Tian Xia's sword.

bite!

The sword energy hit, and the two swords whirlwind at the same time.

Tian Xia felt a very thin and cold true energy along the sword body, and the hilt of the sword pierced into the palm of his hand, like a steel needle piercing the skin, and his wrist trembled slightly, and the sword momentum instantly disintegrated.

But when Jiang Yi thrust his sword and stabbed again, he scored a few cold stars and flew in front of him.

Tian Xiaqing roared, and the sword swayed with his left hand to block, point, wipe, thorn, stop, twist, and peel, and it was as flexible as the right hand sword. He retreated at the same time and tried to stay away from the opponent to reorganize his team. But who is Jiang Yi?

Then, Tian Xia's flaws in swordsmanship were clearly visible. He took one step and one sword, and each sword pointed at Tian Xia's vital points, forcing his opponent to dodge backwards and have no time to distract himself.

when!

During the last sword, Jiang Yi suddenly increased his wrist and directly knocked Tian Xia's long sword to the sky. He stabbed Tian Xia's heart with a weak sneer, sneered disdainfully, turned around and left.

Tian Xia was greatly humiliated by this strange shame, and was both angry and annoyed. He was in a state of rebellion and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Chapter completed!