Zishan waited for Yiyun to sit down, and immediately approached Yiyun's ear and said curiously, "Yiyun, do you really teach her that sword? You don't even want to teach me!" Yiyun gave Zishan a blank look and said softly, "If you practice the Zixiao Illusion Sword with the Pure Yang attribute, you can still understand the Zixiao sword intent, unless the sun will rise from the west."

Zishan reacted immediately after hearing this, and chuckled softly and said, "You are so bad! You are lying to her again! She will never be able to realize it in her life." Yiyun said lightly, "Maybe she has good qualifications and can understand some sword intents. Besides, I promised to teach her how to learn it? This is not bad, I didn't hear Abbot Xuanci say? This is called saving people!" Zishan covered her mouth and chuckled, making her laugh, and she couldn't make a happy life.

How can Zixiao sword intent and Yiyun teach others? It uses the special height generated by blood and heart to condense internal forces, and use positive and backlash collisions to increase the actual attribute usage value of various relationship combat power. At the same time, it catalyzes the violent internal strength of one's own internal strength, and in combination with the artistic conception, the actual attribute value of the actual usage continues to increase with the degree of urging power. It can be seen how powerful this sword intent is, but at the same time, the backlash is extremely powerful. In a short time, it will cause serious damage to several meridians in the body. The longer the urging time, the more serious the damage to the body's meridians will be. Once it exceeds the limit, it will undoubtedly die.

The Shenzhou Gang lost the first time, and his morale was depressed for a moment. Seeing this, Yan Qing jumped out to fight. The demon pupil was about to go out to fight, but was stopped by Yi Yun with his eyes, so he stopped him. He knew that although his martial arts skills were not low, the gap in internal strength was still bigger than that of the old world like Yan Qing. To everyone's surprise, Ming'er, the witch of Lingjiu Palace, flew onto the ring and drew his sword with ease. "Let me learn it."

Yan Qing is not Jian Ruyan, and she will never underestimate the strength of the witches of Lingjiu Palace. Besides, Yan Qing really has an old account with Ming'er! Zishan was extremely excited, with her expression full of expectations, and said happily, "Yiyun, who will win?" "It's hard to say, if Yan Qing's sword technique cooperates with the emergency medical skills and can survive Ming'er Liancheng's sword energy offensive, it would become a tug-of-war, otherwise, the winner would be decided within seven moves."

Ming'er's eyes instantly entered the state of selflessness, and nearly 250 physical sword energy suddenly appeared out of thin air. Yan Qing rushed forward the sword and rushed forward, and the continuous sword force attacked Yan Qing in an encirclement form. The qi between the sword energy covered a wide range. Yan Qing was forced to activate the sword energy to defeat the continuous sword shadows one by one. Ming'er's eyes changed instantly, and changed to his own artistic conception. The fans outside the ring were jealous and shocked. How could this be possible?

In the second round, the physical sword shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air, but the size was much smaller, but the number doubled. It attacked Yan Qing twice with two rounds of continuous attacks with completely different characteristics. Yan Qing suddenly fell into a passive state. The Dugu Nine Swords broke, but he didn't know what to do when Ming'er was broken. The sword shadow blocking Ming'er was completely airtight, leaving Yan Qing with no gap. Moreover, Yan Qing had been trying hard to resist and could not fly hard and use his internal strength to attack Ming'er's tight defense.

The sword light pouring over the sky almost enveloped the entire ring, and the onlookers could not help but cheer. Ming'er's eyes changed and became extremely cold. The third round of sword energy that appeared out of thin air was extremely sharp. The gap between the sword energy became extremely large, and it was covering the Yanqing in an orderly manner. Each physical sword energy pointed to the Yanqing sword power that had to be guarded against. Only my artistic conception was to destroy everything!

The onlookers thought Yan Qing would have a chance to fight back, but they could resist more dangerously. A little slowed down, and the deadly Kongmen must be penetrated by the physical sword shadow. Ming'er's body suddenly rose, and his eyes became melancholy. The fourth round of sword energy surrounded Ming'er. As Ming'er's whereabouts fell, he fell like a waterfall. The sword light shone everywhere. The crowd around him could not see the detailed process of the two close-knocks. After a moment, he only heard a muffled groan. The light and shadow in the field dissipated, and blood was overflowing from Yan Qing's mouth. The ring was dragged out by the force of Yan Qing's release of two pit marks, three feet deep and seven feet long.

The masters of Lingjiu Palace cheered loudly. Yan Qing was about to speak, and he couldn't stop bleeding, "Let's learn it!" After saying that, he forced himself to stand up and jump off the ring. Ming'er jumped and fell back to the seat. Xiaolongnu and Qingyi, Yao Tong sat next to each other, "This conference has made Lingjiu Palace full of popularity. Why don't we take the initiative to go on stage and ask for a fight." Yao Tong suggested, and Qingyi shook her head and said, "Wait and talk." Yao Tong had no choice but to give up.

Blood Blade leaped onto the arena with a knife, and shouted, "I haven't seen Zixiao Fantasy Alliance take action yet. Why don't I let the sword-playing leader of the Demon Pupil Alliance compete with this game?" However, no one took action on Lingjiu Palace this trip. In fact, Ming Xue, Youque and others have a very strong relationship with Blood Blade. If it were not necessary, Le'er would not take action. Zixinren thought of this layer and sent a message to ask Blood Blade to the stage to call the stage, but the reason was very sufficient.

Yao Tong knew that he could not push it, so he flew onto the ring and chuckled, "Then let me experience the first sword in the world!" The magic sword suddenly took action, and instantly produced a blade of exactly the same length and width at the hilt of the knife, which made people extremely surprised. Most of them had never seen Yao Tong really show the appearance of this sword. He had only heard of the rumors that this sword was a small building that listened to the spring rain overnight. This trip was the first time that it had appeared in public. As soon as the sword was taken, Yao Tong's eyes instantly became cold, and murderous intent spread outside the ring. Xuan Ci chanted Buddhism in a low voice, shocking the heart of the sword's murderous aura.

The Blood Blade Five Tigers Blade Blade attacked, and Yang Qi's fierce sword was extremely terrifying. The demon pupil's right hand controlled the demon sword from the air. The demon pupil rotated at high speed and cooperated with the demon pupil's special footwork to attack. As soon as the demon pupil made a move, the masters around the ring were shocked. They all saw that the demon pupil was integrated with the sword, and there was no flaw at all! "The ancient demon pupil listened to the spring rain overnight. It was not something that should have happened in the human world..." Anyone who knew this allusion had this in his mind.

The magic sword brought out endless black sword energy, and changed its angle and direction under the crisscrossing of the demon pupil's fingers. The two passed by in the air, and the sound of sword force clashed continuously. Before the demon pupil's feet had not yet landed, the magic sword flew into the air and shot out towards the blood blade. The blood blade had such rich experience in combat, and how could he easily be conspired? He slashed out vigorously in the air. The magic sword was shocked and flew back in reverse. The two fell to the ground. The demon pupil grabbed the flying magic sword, and rushed towards the blood blade with great speed.

Yiyun looked sideways at Xier on the side of the ring. The latter was also looking at Yiyun with a smile at this time. It was obvious that the Imperial Envoy was evolved from the Magic Sword Sword Technique. In just two moments, the two on the stage fought more than a hundred moves, but there was no injury on the demon pupil, but the Blood Blade had been hit more than 30 times, but the wounds were extremely shallow. The Magic Blade is invincible in the world. From the perspective of moves, this statement is really true! The Blood Blade sticks his heart and knows that the more he hits the sword technique, the more dangerous he is. Only by fighting hard with internal strength can he have a chance to turn the situation around.

The Blood Sword Sect Blood Sea Demonic Art is defined as a unique skill, but it makes sense. The most terrifying thing about the Blood Sea Demonic Art is its terrifying explosive power. The Blood Blade waved the knife and shouted loudly, seized a tough opportunity to cut it down with all its strength. In an instant, the violent internal force suddenly threw away the severe injury of the demon pupil. However, the Magic Blade also left seven sword injuries on the body of the Blood Blade at this moment, and quickly flew the demon pupil that was thrown away closely. The Blood Blade used the skill to shout, "Take it! The magic knife sword technique is indeed well-deserved!"

Yao Tong barely stood up and stood firmly with the help of Qingyi, and was extremely angry. If it were not for internal strength, the Blood Blade could not be his opponent at all! But what could it be? Internal strength is one of the components of strength. Although Yao Tong was defeated in this battle, no one looked down on Yao Tong. The wounds of all sizes of the Blood Blade were still slowly oozing blood.

The blood blade flew off the ring, and Xiaolongnu felt quite angry for Yaotong, and jumped into the ring, using his skills and said in a deep voice, "I am Xiaolongnu! Who can I help you come to the stage to give me advice?" As soon as Xiaolongnu came on stage, everyone cheered loudly. During the Khitan trip not long ago, Xiaolongnu's extraordinary strength was still deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.

King Kong was about to stand up, but Le'er had already jumped up and smiled and said, "You and I are both cultivators of the sad mood, and they are practicing the sad palms. If you don't play with both hands, wouldn't it be a pity?" After Le'er said that, she turned her head and looked at Yi Yun above the ring provocatively, as if she was saying, "Look at her how she died!"

Yiyun turned her eyes to the cruel and gentleness at the seat of Lingjiu Palace with expressionless expression. A strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Le'er was resentful, but she did not dare to act rashly. The main reason was that if Xiaolongnu was killed, Xi'er would not have any chance to get out of her phone. What if Yiyun could not fight Xiaojian?

Xiaolongnu didn't dare to be arrogant at all. People who can make Yiyun afraid of her will never be weak. She said lightly, "I have longed to fight with you." Le'er chuckled and said, "Let me tell you what the ecstasy palm is. If you want to push a few more moves from my hands, I advise you not to draw the sword, otherwise you will fall faster! Haha... It's really exciting!"

Xiaolongnu pondered slightly when she heard this, took off two magic weapons from her waist and threw them to the love clothes off the stage. Le'er's eyes were a little admiring, "Not bad! Very smart. If she was an ordinary fool, she would only think that I was jealous of his sword. After all, you can practice the sad mood, even if you are stupid, you will not be much worse than me. Ha..."

Le'er's figure was already very good. At this time, she walked slowly towards Xiaolongnu. If it weren't for the white chilling face, her style was indeed no less than that of a purple shirt. After Le'er took three steps, her steps suddenly accelerated, and her figure suddenly turned into a white shadow and pounced on Xiaolongnu.

Zishan was nervous and excited, "Who will win?" Yiyun said lightly, "Little Dragon Girl's skills are not lower than Le'er, but when she really fights, she cannot be Le'er's opponent at the moment. Even if I face Le'er, she will pay a heavy price after winning. She is indeed too strong! However, if Xiaolong Girl fights her, she will not gain less." Yiyun didn't say a word, although the gain is quite good, the price is also not small...

Xiaolongnu's eyes were melancholy and he flew to meet him. The attack frequency of their bodies was extremely fast. The masters who were slightly weak outside the ring could not accurately see how many moves they had made when they made such a mistake. Le'er laughed happily, "No, is Dragon Girl Flower? It's really good!"
Chapter completed!