The Sword Dynasty

The small needle-like sword gas penetrated through the river and broke into the waves, and Chen Lichou's eyebrows were coming.

The white long river collapsed, but thousands of waves were piled up one after another, and they also shot towards Xu Lianhua's chest.

This is an absolute situation of losing both sides. In the eyes of any normal person, Chen Lichou will definitely avoid it. After all, Chen Lianhua has reached the limit. After this sword, I am afraid that he will no longer be able to exhibit the same powerful sword moves.

However, what is shocking is that Chen Lichou cannot avoid it.

He watched silently the sword energy that pierced his eyebrows, Zhenyuan steadily poured into the sword body in his hand, all the heaven and earth vitality accumulated in his body, but all along the meridian before the eyebrows.

From his neck to his eyebrows, countless streams of white air flowed instantly.

These white airflows are intertwined, as if letting him put on a white mask.

But his eyebrows are showing a blue.

A condensed blue vitality, like a small blue obelisk, greeted the sword qi that pierced his eyebrows.

Xu Lianhua's shirt was lifted back by the strong wind, hunting like a flag, and some broken corners even flew directly from him like a butterfly.

In the next moment, the white spray will be shot on his body, and his sword energy will hit the small blue square.

However, at this moment, his eyes fell to the sky above Chen Liyou's head.

His sword was skimmed upward.

His people also flew like butterflies, flying upward.

Thousands of waves rushed under his feet.

Zi Zi whistled.

Jian Qi pierced upward, leaving a sword mark on the small cyan obelisk, and then continued to go up, a clear hole appeared in the violent wind, Jian Qi released Buddha to pierce the sky above.

Time is like a pause.

Chen Lichou's calm eyes had just appeared incomprehensible shock, and the small cyan obelisk before his eyebrow suddenly burst into countless white waves.

These white sprays, with a very different atmosphere than when he was in the body, burst on his face!

A crackling sound.

An unbelievable exclamation sounded.

Chen Lichou's entire body flew backwards like a thrown pile, and a clear cracking sound was heard between his necks.

Immediately after a loud, loud noise, Chen Lichou's body fell heavily to the ground, and a turbulent dust wave was shaken.

There was silence in the bystander camp.

It has been a long time in the world of practitioners from being hit to falling to the ground. However, until this time, most of the candidates who watched the battle did not respond to how this happened.

Chen Lixu, who was drowned by flying dust, did not die. His eyes were filled with daze and shock. He felt that his body could not move, and then he felt that his neck bone had broken many places under the blow .

The sword, which almost wiped his eyebrows upward, seemed to be echoing in front of him. He vaguely began to understand...that sword actually used his energy, but it was brought out on his condensed energy. A rune!

"Borrow Hill!"

"This is the sword-style of borrowing marks from your Xuhou House!"

A burst of blood poured out from between his lips and teeth, and then he yelled even more incomprehensiblely, "How could this be!"

The sound echoed in the valley, even covering the sound of all the fighting next to it.

This voice also began to echo in the minds of many candidates who watched the battle.

Their eyes fell on Xu Lianhua who had just landed.

Because Chen Lichou shouted the name of this sword style, they knew that Chen Lichou's puzzlement at the moment was not because of the sword style itself,

A few drops of blood dripped from the corner of Xu Lianhua's mouth.

Looking at the old friend who fell in the dust, Xu Lianhua was silent for a moment and said, "Because you have always been afraid of me."

Chen Lizao froze for a moment, even more incredible voice said: "Afraid of you?"

"Although you rank higher than Caijun, you have always been afraid of being overtaken by me."

Xu Lianhua looked at him and nodded slowly. "The more you know me, the more you are afraid of me... so I know that you will never let it go, because you want quick battles, you don’t want to Something happened, and I know you built a blue shirt monument."

"How is it possible!" Chen Lichou cried again: "How could you know."

"Because when you came to the sword meeting, your eyes were full of satisfaction and rejoicing that you didn't have on weekdays. I knew that you must have built a blue shirt monument."

Xu Lianhua coughed gently, looked at his lost eyes, and shook his head expressionlessly: "Actually, I know you very well, because I care about how my friends feel, so I know you will use that way Come and face my sword. It's a pity that you don't care enough about your friends' feelings and understand me enough. So you will lose."

After saying this, Xu Lianhua stopped looking at Chen Lichou and turned towards Ding Ning and others.

It wasn't until this time that many candidates had reacted completely... Xu Lianhua defeated Chen Lixu, and Xu Lianhua didn't fall down, and might even face the next opponent.

Xie Rou first, then He Zhaoxi, and then Chen Lixu.

These three people are the most likely candidates to be eliminated in the eyes of everyone, but they all won.

"How could this be?"

A blue robe boy couldn't help but make the same voice as Chen Lichou.

He felt that there was some inexplicable curse affecting this sword style.

"Zhou Wangnian."

At this moment, the Minshan Jianzong practitioner who randomly picked his name against him shouted his name.

This young man in blue robe was Zhou Niannian who had mocked Ding Ning out loudly and had speech conflict with Xie Changsheng.

Hearing his name, Zhou Wannian's body suddenly shook, but the next moment, his body shook even more violently.

"To Ding Ning."

The practitioner of Minshan Jianzong shouted Ding Ning's name casually.

There was silence in the field.

Even many opponents have temporarily stopped.

This is the beginning of a real drama.

...

"Teacher..." Zhang Yi turned to look at Ding Ning. Although he knew that Ding Ning's appearance was sooner or later, he didn't know what kind of mood he was at this time, but he was too nervous to speak.

"There is no suspense in the battle, what is there to worry about."

Ding Ning glanced at him, said this softly, then thanked Xu Lianhua, who was walking slowly back, and began to move, calmly walking towards the empty space.

Looking at Ding Ning as if there were no waves in the ancient wells, many teachers in the practice areas once again swelled with appreciation, but when they saw a little bit of frost at the roots of Ding Ning, the teachers in these practice areas all sighed secretly. .

Jing Liuli's brow frowned slightly, and the light in his eyes began to flash.

She found her heart full of anticipation.

Watching Ding Ning move, Zhou Wannian swallowed a sip of water, then took a deep breath, and began to move, but there was a cold smile in the corner of his mouth.

Just after crossing the sword marks on the ground, it was the moment when he officially entered the battlefield, Zhou Wannian raised his head, looked at Ding Ning, and began to speak.

"These people around you have surprised many people."

Zhou Wannian looked at Ding Ning with a sneer and said, "But no matter how many people on your side win, as long as you lose, it doesn't make much sense."

"You are right."

Ding Ning looked at him and replied lightly.

Zhou Wannian thought that Ding Ning would refute, but did not expect Ding Ning to say such a sentence, for a while, he did not know how to respond.

"So I won't lose."

Ding Ning looked at his amazed eyes and said calmly: "And you don't have to say these words to you, because I know you said these words just to cheer yourself up, just want to give yourself some confidence, but this may bring the opposite Effect."

Zhou Wannian's face was pale, and he said coldly: "I cheer myself up?"

"On the surface, you are more confident than when Minshan Jianhui just started."

Ding Ning glanced at the hilt held in his hand and said, "Your only source of confidence should be the sword in your hand."

Zhou Wannian's body suddenly stiffened, but he was speechless.

All the spectator candidates, including some who stopped to look at this battle first, did not understand the meaning of Ding Ning.

"The sword you chose from the sword valley should be the famous sword of the old Wei Dynasty."

"With your cultivation practice, you can come out of the sea of ​​thorns without any injuries, and there is only one possibility. That is to repair the Heavenly Demon Sword Sword Sutra of your Jianshan sword field."

"Tianmo Yinjian Jing and Hundred Eyes Sword are naturally an excellent combination, and just some obscure sounds can make you daze, making those ordinary insects confused and unable to fight at all."

"But this obsessive voice is useless for practitioners who are determined and prepared."

Ding Ning stared at his eyes and said calmly: "So you can't beat me."

"You..." Zhou Wannian wanted to stay calm and want to pretend to be indifferent, but his face could not be concealed, he became more and more pale, and his lips began to tremble.

"It's too far apart."

Dantai Guanjian looked at the two young men from afar, and couldn't help but sigh softly at Jingliu in front of him.

"He's not just targeting Zhou Wangiannian." Jing Liuli said slightly coldly: "He's attacking all these people's hearts."