Zhao Dong was carried down, according to the rules, Zhao Dong could not accept the challenge of the people below, Xu Qing and Luo Feng, who were ranked sixth, were successfully promoted, and Zhao Dong ranked eighth.

In this way, Xu Qing's position remains the same, or sixth, and Luo Feng followed and picked up the cheap.

There was no time to repair the ring, it had already become mottled and littered with rubble, and the next battle would be even more intense.

Lynch didn't come down, didn't even recover his strength, and his eyes fell on Song Qiao.

"Crazy, this person must be crazy, does he want to challenge all the way to the first place!"

Someone stood up and scolded Lynch for being crazy, you are only an eight-rank martial arts sect, and you have only joined the sect for three months, and you want to challenge the foundation accumulated by the inner sect for several years, which is simply ridiculous.

"I remember you said he couldn't be in the top five, and now people are starting to challenge for the top four!"

A cold voice appeared, when Lynch challenged Jiang Yulang, many people thought that Lynch would stop here, who would have thought that Lynch would defeat Jiang Yulang in a devastating way.

Then Xu Qing admitted defeat and defeated Zhao Dong with one punch, and now facing fourth, who dares to say that Lynch has no hope.

If at the beginning, everyone thought that Lynch was a brain fever, but now it is clear that Lynch is running for the first place and wants to get more rewards.

Song Qiao's body suddenly released a fierce sword aura, he was a sword idiot, and he was also a sword maniac, with a fast sword in one hand, among the inner disciples, almost no one could beat him.

However, the only drawback is that he is narrow-minded, and he will repay him, although the way of the sword is good, it is difficult to become a big weapon after all.

Kendo is also the way of a gentleman!

Only a gentleman is worthy of a sword!

Only a gentleman can comprehend the mystery of the sword!

Song Qiao stepped on the gravel, standing ten meters away from Lynch, for sword cultivation, even if it is a hundred meters, it is enough to take your head with a sword.

"Lynch, remember what we said last time, I want to ask for your swordsmanship!"

At the aristocratic dinner, Song Qiao proposed to have a discussion, but unfortunately Lynch refused on the spot, which made Song Qiao lose face and showed a trace of murderous intent to Lynch.

"Senior Brother Song thinks too highly of me, how dare Senior Brother be!"

Song Qiao had a beneficial, Lynch smiled faintly, behind this smile, there were too many things, there were sneers and mockery, from Leng Yu's mouth, Lynch knew why Song Qiao was hostile to him.

"In that case, then let's have a sword fight this time, I know you are a sword cultivator, draw out your long sword!"

In thirteen or fourteen consecutive battles, Lynch only used his long sword in two games, one was to kill Ning Wei, and the other was to abolish Shan Zhaodong.

"As I said, my sword is for killing, and I didn't say anything about it!"

Lynch said coldly, although Song Qiao said that he was talking, there was an extreme provocation in his eyes, and it seemed that he was planning to humiliate Lynch in order to avenge the revenge of the Fire Cloud Hall that day.

"Very good, the sword of killing, just what I want, you can have a hearty fight!"

Song Qiao drew his long sword, emitting a blue light, it was a good sword, infinite and close to the king level.

"The Blue Molten Sword, the best mysterious weapon, is made by me by fusing the azure water and refining it with the molten flame giant slurry, as for the power, we will know in a while!"

Song Qiao introduced his long sword, a little proud, after all, it is not possible for ordinary people to fuse the two substances of water and fire together.

"The sword is good!"

Lynch only gave a three-word evaluation, which made many people dizzy for a while, not only is the sword good, it is very good, it can almost be said to be the first under the king.

Song Qiao's mouth twitched, thinking that he could get a high evaluation from Lynch, and deliberately fiddled with his long sword, but Lynch absentmindedly gave the sword three words.

Meaning to tell everyone, although this sword is good, it is not the best, and anyone will think so in their hearts, Song Qiao was a little angry, even if it was Su Wei, they all admitted that Song Qiao's sword was a good sword, and it was extremely difficult for anyone to surpass it.

Good and good sword are two kinds of changes, for example, you are a good person, and you are a good person are completely two meanings, good people are worthy of a certain aspect, and good people naturally don't need to say much.

What Lynch is referring to is good, it can blend fire and water, as for the quality of the sword, Lynch also has broken thoughts in his heart, it is indeed not good, he thinks so in his heart, but he does not say it.

"It seems that you have a higher-level long sword on you, you might as well take it out and take a look, let us all see it!"

Song Qiao suddenly changed his tone, since Lynch said so, there must be a better long sword, otherwise it would be like slapping himself in the face.

"Of course, the sword has to be taken out, but I made it very clear that if you want to see my sword, you have to pay for your life!"

If you use your sword, you will kill!

This is what Lynch has always done, and there are thousands of people who have died under his sword, and he doesn't care about one more Song Bridge.

"What a crazy tone, today I want to see how your sword drinks blood!"

Back then, some people were the same as Lynch, holding a blood-drinking sword, claiming that they would see blood when they came out of the sword, but they later died under the siege of countless masters.

"Since you want to know so much, then how can I ruin your interest!"

Lynch showed a wicked smile, many people saw this smile, and they all felt a chill down their spines, and a beam of pitch-black long swords appeared in Lynch's hand, compared to Song Qiao's blue melting sword, Lynch's dragon slaying sword looked too ordinary.

"This is your sword?"

Seeing Lynch's long sword, Song Qiao suddenly smiled, and on the sword body, he couldn't even see the blade of the sword, like a pitch-black burning stick.

"That's right, enough of you!"

Lynch weighed it, and his tone suddenly became extremely sharp!

The conversation between the two was not so hot, nor was it so intense, but there was a flash of murder everywhere, and Song Qiao did not hide himself, and there was a hint of viciousness in his eyes.

"Second Senior Sister, how do I think that kid is a little familiar!"

Yang Peng asked Zhao Dongxiang, seemingly having some impression of Song Qiao.

"I still remember that last year, there was a miscellaneous disciple in our Huoyun Hall who was bullied and almost disabled, it was this kid who led people to break into our Huoyun Palace, and was finally thrown out by me, I guess I have a grudge and hate our Huoyun Hall to death. ”

Yang Peng just glanced at it and didn't pay attention to it at the time, but Zhao Dongxiang remembered it clearly.

"No wonder he came up and targeted Eleven, it turned out that he hated our Fire Cloud Palace!"

Yang Peng nodded, knowing why Song Qiao was so hostile to Lynch.

"Let's see how Xiao Linzi ravages him, dare to target our Huoyun Palace, I'm impatient!"

Miao Renyu came over, looking not afraid of big things.

"Then I'll ravage you first, let you be like a child for a day, as the first person of the four generations of disciples, you look at you, standing or not standing, sitting or not sitting. ”

Yang Peng is not angry, the three generations of disciples have senior brothers Luo Chang and Lin Qi, they are absolutely shining, and now the four generations of disciples are not only outstanding Chen Ting, but Miao Renyu mud can't support the wall, and his qualifications are good, but he is lazy.

"Uncle Shishi, I'm working hard, okay?"

Miao Renyu looked innocent, and hurriedly hid far away, not daring to move forward.

There was a frolic below, and the ring was about to break out, and it seemed that the people of the Huoyun Hall didn't care much about Lynch's scene, could they all know that Lynch would definitely win.

The fierce sword qi is brewing, and no one cares about anything else at the moment, all of his mind is focused on this battle, and it is very likely that Song Qiao will end Lynch's winning streak.

Even Leng Yu used all his hole cards to win him last year, Lynch is just a new disciple, and it is really against the sky to get to this point.

"Blue Soul Boundless!"

Song Qiao moved, he could feel that there was endless sword qi hidden in Lynch's body, and the first time he struck, the blue molten sword in his hand emitted a blue light.

Underneath the blue light, there was also a layer of red molten slurry, wanting to devour people's souls, and that terrifying killing intent was unscrupulously released from Song Qiao's body.

Lynch's eyes shrank, and he tightly locked Song Qiao's moves, which was indeed not simple, it seemed that none of the top five people on the list were straw bales, they were all real masters.

From the fifth to the end, the strength is another distinction, and there is a big gap with the first camp.

"That's right, the swordsmanship has indeed reached the consummation level!"

Lynch gave an evaluation that Song Qiao was cultivating a ground-level intermediate martial art, and in the entire temple, he was ranked very high, and he was not lost to the Golden Dragon Seal.

The reason why the Golden Dragon Seal is famous is that it requires a strong physical body as a base point, so many people give up after cultivating, but no one can deny the strength of the Golden Dragon Seal.

If you cultivate a complete Golden Dragon Seal, I heard that it is comparable to a ground-level top-grade martial art, even if it is a temple, you can't find a complete earth-level top-grade martial art.

was praised by Lynch, Song Qiao did not show any excitement, but showed a strong murderous intention, he could hear that Lynch's words contained a trace of mockery.

"Wind!"

Lynch only said one word, and the wind suddenly blew around, even if it was thousands of meters away, he could feel a strong wind blowing.

This is the artistic conception of the wind, the dragon slaying sword is slowly raised, it is the wind that cuts the wind, as free as the wind, unrestrained, as if it is not concerned by anything in the world, there is only one purpose, to destroy everything.

The air waves formed by the Gangfeng are layered on top of each other, constantly washing, even in the strong city walls, one day, there will be traces of the wind.

At this moment, Song Qiao had only one thought, it was such a strong wind, and in this wind, added to the incomparably sharp sword qi, the blue melting sword sneered, and when it collided with those sword qi, it kept dodging, unwilling to fight head-on.

Song Qiao's sword is sharp and extremely aggressive, and in just one move, it changes countless times, and each time it comes towards the big acupoint of Lynch's body.

However!

Lynch was so breezy and calm, forming a thick layer of wind around him, unbreakable, even if Song Qiao's sword was sharp, it could not penetrate the wind layer and hurt Lynch.

"What a mysterious swordsmanship, it has actually been integrated into a trace of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth!"

Someone saw that the Dao came out, and Lynch's sword technique was not only an attack martial art, but also integrated into his own Dao method, and the Dao of the Wind was one of them, defeating the opponent with the help of the power of the wind.

There were countless masters present, and when they saw this scene, they all showed shock, even if it was some Wuzun realm, they didn't dare to say that they had realized their own Dao method.

And Lynch, who is just a small eight-rank martial artist, actually participated in his own Taoism, which really shocked many people.

"Snort!"

It was still a gentle breeze just now, but it instantly turned into a violent wind, mixed with some torrential rain inside, forming a storm that wrapped Song Bridge in its entirety.