Volume 3 Chapter 142 - Test the Sword (2)

This is exactly what Shui Sheng wants to do in the past few days, the exercise that Su Lun has cultivated after entering the Jindan realm is the famous "Snow Evil Divine Skill" in the Frozen Valley, when he cultivates to the peak of the third layer, his whole body will naturally exude a strange cold power, although Shui Sheng has not practiced this skill, the evil qi in his body is much stronger than Su Lun, and it is naturally not difficult to disguise.

The more these Jindan monks can't see through their own depths, the safer they are for themselves, Su Lun has been in retreat for ten years, and who knows what has happened in these ten years?

Sitting down beside Alguli, looking left and right, seeing the terrain of the entire platform clearly, Zuihou looked at the high platform in front of him, and secretly guessed how strong the prohibition of this high platform was, and how many Yuan Infant Monks would be present later.

As for the surrounding Jindan period monks, Shui Sheng didn't pay much attention to it, there were many people, who knew what would happen, the less he talked to people, the safer he was for himself.

The few monks who came from Zuihou turned out to be all monks in the middle and late stages of Jindan, and most of them were monks who were preparing to participate in the sword test, and everyone's attention suddenly shifted from the three of them.

In less than an hour, there were more than 100 Jindan monks on the platform, the number of people was large, everyone began to know that they had already looked for a seat to sit down, some were talking to each other, some were looking left and right, some were calling friends, Shui Sheng secretly sighed, compared to the strength of the Frozen Valley, the Yuding Gate is too weak, no wonder the Frozen Valley will have the heart of unifying Kyushu.

The aquatic life was observing the other monks with interest, but there was a faint wind howling from the peak, looking up at the peak. Four blinding rays of light flew from the top of the peak, and in the blink of an eye, they were on the platform.

Leader. It was an old man in a gray robe with a gray beard and a wrinkled face, behind the old man. followed by the old woman surnamed Che, Shen Tuhong and Lu Qing.

Seeing the four Yuanying monks who suddenly appeared, all the Jindan stage monks shut up one after another, and in a moment, the huge platform became silent.

The gray-robed old man sat down on a large gold-lacquered chair behind a green jade case in the middle of the north of the platform, his eyes slowly swept over the group of Jindan monks in front of him, and then he turned his head and whispered to Lu Qing beside him, "Senior Brother Lu, let's start?"

Lu Qing nodded and stood up. Coughing lightly, he said unhurriedly: "Everyone, everyone can gather here, you must know what you want to do, don't talk nonsense, a total of twenty-four disciples participated in the competition this time, the competition is divided into two rounds, the winner of the first round, enters the next round." The loser is automatically eliminated. The six people who won the second round are the candidates to enter Qionghua Palace. ”

After a pause, he continued: "Everyone is a fellow disciple, in the process of fighting. In addition to spirit animals, magic weapons, talismans and other magical powers can be used, and they must not deliberately take people's lives. It is not allowed to continue to chase after the other party admits defeat, if someone is holding back personal grievances. Failure to follow the rules, regardless of status. Shoot and kill. ”

When the word "killing" was spoken, a trace of coldness flashed on the originally elegant face, and the silent Jindan monks on the platform were even more silent.

The monks of the Frozen Valley have always been good at taming spirit beasts, such as Algul, who has several fourth-level spirit beasts in his hands, and other Jindan stage monks, if there is a Yuanying master, maybe there are powerful fifth-level spirit beasts in their hands, and it is of course unfair to allow spirit beasts to participate in the battle.

Lu Qing's gaze retracted from the crowd, and unhurriedly took out a palm-sized gray bag from his sleeve, trembled, and continued: "There are a total of twenty-four number plates in this bag, the number plate has two colors, one black and one white, and the number plate is engraved with the number one to two. Okay, now, those who want to participate in the sword test will go to this seat to draw the number plate. ”

With that, he threw the small bag in his hand into the air, and the small bag buzzed and turned into three feet in size, and quietly suspended not far in front of Lu Qing, seven feet high from the ground, motionless.

The monks who participated in the sword test stood up one after another and walked in front of several Yuanying monks in turn.

Shui Sheng followed behind Burigud and Algul, his face did not change at all, but his heart was beating wildly.

These four Yuanying monks, Shui Sheng has seen them one after another, knowing that the four of them can't see through themselves, and can't detect the monsters hidden in the Qiankun pot, they are not afraid in their hearts, but they are afraid of revealing flaws in the subsequent game, after all, there are more than a hundred Jindan monks here, maybe some of them have a close relationship with Su Lun, and know Su Lun's usual tricks when facing the enemy.

The arrow was ready to be sent, and he had to send it, getting closer and closer to the four of them, Shui Sheng's heart slowly calmed down, his eyes calmly slid over the faces of the four Yuan Infant Monks, and Zuihou landed on the gray cloth pocket in the air, this gray cloth bag seemed to be ordinary and inconspicuous, but it could isolate the aquatic divine thoughts.

When the old woman surnamed Che walked by, a trace of coldness flashed in her triangular eyes, and she stretched out a wisp of cold divine consciousness to sweep the aquatic body wantonly, and the aquatic life suddenly seemed to be on her back, but she still walked forward with a stubborn face without changing her face.

Since he was separated from Yu Man on the bank of the Shenyin Swamp that day, Shui Sheng had already carefully checked all the magic weapons in the Qiankun Pot, and all the magic weapons obtained in Shanglin City had been treated with the Tiangang evil qi in his body, and he believed that even if someone hid something in the magic weapon, it had been removed.

Shen Tuhong smiled at Shui Sheng and nodded, facing this face, Shui Sheng's heart was furious, but he had to squeeze out a smile on his face.

Reaching out and taking out a four-inch-long black jade number plate from the gray cloth bag, he glanced at it casually, turned around and strode back to his seat.

"Qi", that is to say, he is ranked in the seventh field in the middle, and Shui Sheng can't help but secretly rejoice, this time, there are fewer people who pay attention to themselves.

What Burigud touched was the white number plate "Er", but Algul was the black number plate "Pick".

The two monks in the first battle turned out to be the young couple who looked close on the outside, Shui Sheng originally thought that the two would be polite, maybe someone would give in directly, but he didn't expect the two of them to sacrifice their magic weapons and do it with real knives and guns, and the two did not give in, Zuihou stopped with the victory of the male cultivator, which made Shui Sheng stunned.

In the second game, Burigud faced a mid-Jindan monk, although Burigud was injured by Ao Lie some time ago, the gap in the realm still allowed Burigude to win easily.

The next three battles were carried out between the late Jindan monks and the middle monks, the fight was in full swing, although there were differences in the realm of the opposing monks, the strength was almost the same, among them, there was a pair of monks whose strength was equal, and a group of Jindan monks applauded again and again, but they could not lift any spirit for the aquatic life.

These six Jindan middle and late cultivators, both in terms of the speed of urging the magic weapon and the use of the magic power, are lackluster, and the magic weapon in their hands is even more ordinary, and not even a top-level magic weapon has appeared.

The sixth battle opened the eyes of the aquatic life, the handsome young monk surnamed Ye, the silver knife magic weapon sacrificed had just turned into five or six feet long, and was cut off by the strong man in linen who was two feet tall with an axe, and then, before the tea time, the three magic weapons that the young monk sacrificed were all cut one by one by the silver axe in the hands of the strong man in linen.

The monk surnamed Ye saw the silly smile on the face of the strong man in sackcloth from beginning to end, and he was furious in his heart, but he was helpless, and all the magic weapons in his hand were destroyed, so he had to stop and admit defeat.

If the giant axe in the strong man's hand is a top-level magic weapon, it is easy to say, but this silver axe is only a high-level magic weapon. The strong man seemed clumsy, and his grasp of the timing and strength of the shot made Shui Sheng secretly approve.

Another thing that made Shui Sheng praise was the forbidden magic circle on the high platform, several broken magic weapon fragments crashed into the faint milky white forbidden aura like stray arrows, but they were gently bounced back, and it was impossible to fly under the stage at all.

"In the seventh game, Su Lun of Ningcui Valley faced Jiang Zhe of Flying Tiger Peak. Lu Qing's voice clearly echoed across the platform.

On the east side of the high platform, the black-clothed young man in a short leopard skin skirt stood up, jumped up to the middle of the high platform with a golden broadsword half a foot wide, and his gaze swept towards the aquatic life like a blade.

"Senior Brother Su, I heard that the broadsword in Jiang Zhe's hand is a top-level magic weapon that he just obtained, it is extremely sharp, don't let the magic weapon collide with it. Alguli blinked her big blue eyes and reminded kindly.

Shui Sheng smiled slightly, nodded, stood up unhurriedly, took a step forward, and saw no other movements, the white light flashed, and the figure had reached the high platform, less than ten zhang away from Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe nodded at Shui Sheng expressionlessly, and waved the heavy sword in his hand, which was a sword at his head. The three-zhang long golden sword shadow roared with a huge force, and ten zhang away, a cold wind rushed in the face, and the space was tight.

Shui Sheng was stunned in his heart, but he didn't expect this person to fight when he said it, his body moved, he took a random step to the left, and easily dodged the sharp sword shadow.

The sleeve of the robe in his left hand shook, and a silver light flew out of the sleeve, turning into a five-foot-long silver scimitar in the air, and several silver rings on the back of the knife clanged, slashing diagonally towards the void on Jiang Zhe's side, and his body flew backwards, distancing himself from Jiang Zhe.

The right hand slapped the storage bag on his waist, and then, with a slight flick, three snow-white palm talisman seals flew out, and when they reached the top of Jiang Zhe's head, they had turned into the size of a zhangxu, and thousands of ice needles flew out of the talisman seals at the same time.

The group of Jindan monks watching the battle below couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the silver knife sacrificed by Su Lun slashing towards the void, but they didn't expect that in the next step, Jiang Zhe's figure reached the bottom of the silver knife, as if he took the initiative to lean over and wait to be beheaded.

Seeing the aquatic life as if it was an unpredictable prophet, many people were secretly frightened, and some even stood up to watch.

Jiang Zhe was above his head, but he didn't look at it as if he had eyes, his right arm was raised, and the giant sword swung up a large piece of golden light, covering the top of his head.

This chapter is over, to be continued, I wish you a happy reading! (To be continued......)