However, things ended unexpectedly.

Xuanhu had just jumped into the battle circle, shouting to challenge Wan Xiaodong, and he had just seen the other party's field, and the moment Sen Han's sword qi approached, he shouted and jumped to his feet, "Ouch mom, it's terrible." ”

didn't need Wan Xiaodong to make a move, he directly took a volley leap, flew out of the battle circle, fell to the ground, pretended to spit out a mouthful of blood, and said, "I lost!" ”

That exaggerated tone, that god-like expression, and out-of-the-ordinary movements caused the disciples of Xianjian Mountain to burst into laughter, "Is this your disciple of Tongtian Palace?" Where did you find this living treasure, it's so funny. ”

Wan Xiaodong put down the hand he had just raised again, frowned slightly, and glanced at his master.

Feng Qinglin didn't smile, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, staring at Qi Jingchun deadly, he was sure that this old guy must be doing something.

"Just give up the first and second games, and want to make contributions to the next three? Such a clumsy trick is almost the same as dealing with children, and in the face of absolute strength, any intrigue is useless. ”

Xuanhu scratched his head, stood up, patted his chest, and said with his eyebrows: "Ah, I forgot to tell you, I am a little boy guarding the door of Tongtian Palace, of course you won't know me." Your Xianjian Mountain is very powerful, I can actually challenge your Wan Xiaodong, who is the first in Xianjian Mountain, as a gatekeeper, and I have a trick with him, which is worth it. ”

"What does it matter if I admit defeat, I'm just a gatekeeper, it's normal to admit defeat......"

He turned around, patted his ass and walked back to the sect, receiving enthusiastic cheers from a group of senior brothers.

Tongtian Palace needs to boost morale too much now, although Xuanhu's move has been instructed, but to a certain extent, it has alleviated the fear of the disciples for Xianjian Mountain.

Wan Xiaodong's face was gloomy and terrifying, he was actually tricked.

Although it is also a win, but this win is a bit disgusting, and the other party is disgusting him.

The disciples of Immortal Sword Mountain couldn't laugh one by one.

Feng Qinglin's eyes were gloomy, "Have you learned?" This is the disciple of Tongtian Palace, if you don't have any strength, you will play some small tricks, and when you don't leave your hand, just up, I want to see how they can laugh. ”

"Yes! Master, please rest assured, you will definitely blow them up! ”

The remaining three Immortal Sword Mountain disciples had cold eyes one by one.

One of them said loudly: "In the Lower Immortal Sword Mountain Wang Zhen, who will fight with me?" Don't worry, Master has a life, I will definitely beat you up. ”

Wang Zhen showed a calm expression, and a few words were squeezed out between Bai Huahua's teeth.

Qi Jingchun didn't care, glanced at the side, and said, "Xingyang, come on." ”

A young man about seventeen or eighteen years old clasped his fists and said, "Yes, palace master." ”

He jumped out and let out a long roar, "Don't be arrogant, I'll fight you." ”

Xingyang appeared, with a graceful posture, turned over his hand and sacrificed a starry shield, holding a one-handed axe, and entered the battle circle.

Both of them are the peak strength of the Martial Emperor, Xingyang has two weapons, one offensive and one defensive, both offensive and defensive, and their strength is strong.

Wang Zhen looked calm, slowly pulled out the long sword behind him, pointed at Xingyang with the tip of the sword, and said, "Senior Brother Jiuyao only used eighteen moves to defeat you, and I will deal with you, at most thirty moves!" ”

The axe shadow in front of him flickered, and the momentum was overwhelming, and more than a dozen axes were killed in an instant, like a shocking rainbow, and the power was amazing, but Wang Zhen did not move at all, and his expression was arrogant.

Thirty moves are enough to deal with you!

His words are arrogant, domineering, and disgusting!

But when the long sword in his hand was struck, no one felt that there was anything wrong with this.

This person's strength is very strong, even if it is weaker than Wan Xiaodong and Feng Jiuyao, it is also weak.

As soon as the long sword came out, it was dazzling, and thousands of swords bloomed, crushing Xingyang's axe shadow one by one!

A sword shattered the opponent's fierce attack, Wang Zhen's eyes were cold, his body shook, his steps stepped forward, his momentum was like a sword, extremely powerful, he ignored Xingyang's violent attack, and stubbornly stepped up.

With each sword slashed out, the sword qi slashed through the void, and the sword was fierce and unstoppable.

The swordsman, the king of ten thousand soldiers, would rather bend than bend, move forward, and cut everything!

Wang Zhen had already preliminarily mastered this kind of sword momentum, and the two clashed, turning him step by step, gradually gaining the upper hand, and the endless sword momentum made Xing Yang, who was in it, also feel a trace of pressure.

However, Xingyang defended very well, and the Starlight Shield was extremely strong, like a solid turtle shell, and the sharp sword slashed on it, which would not cause him much damage, but his weird short axe, which took the time to come from time to time, made Wang Zhen feel tricky.

Three moves....five moves..... ten moves..... fifteen moves.....

The two of you come and go, fighting sharply in the sword light and sword shadow, in the small battle circle, tossing and turning, and the two of them each come up with their own methods.

Xingyang's strength in the Tongtian Palace is comparable to Xingxuan, he is more focused on defense, and his long-lasting combat power is amazing.

Wang Zhen was affected by the Haikou he had boasted before, and when he saw that one move had passed, he still didn't take down the other party, so he couldn't help but be impetuous.

Feng Qinglin naturally saw the disciple's mentality and reminded him, but he was stared at by the other party's gaze.

finally got a glimmer of opportunity, and Qi Jingchun would never allow him to meddle in it.

"Give me death!"

Wang Zhen roared angrily, and the long sword in his hand suddenly burst into a strong light.

Brush!

The cold light flashed, Xingyang raised the starlight shield in his hand, and slammed into it, and with the help of the rebound force, he took advantage of the momentum and handed out an axe.

Wang Zhen only felt that his arm was cold, and he was cut by the other party's axe, and his body paused for a moment.

Golden opportunity!

Seeing this, Xingyang let go of the starlight shield, and the short axe in his hand strangled wildly, cutting down one axe after another, forcing Wang Zhen to rush left and right, so he was not embarrassed.

"Wang Zhen is going to be defeated!"

Feng Qinglin's face was ugly, but Qi Jingchun quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Xingyang's performance is very stable, once he has the advantage, it is endless, the starlight shield in his hand is smashed down from time to time, Wang Zhen was knocked into a void of qi and blood, and he couldn't stand on his feet, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

The figure in front of him flickered, and a short axe bloomed with a cold light, besieging from all directions, front and back, left and right, all of them were the shadows of the axe, Wang Zhen was in the midst of the siege, and there was a sign of being killed at any time.

Call!

The short axe slammed through the seal of the sword light and pressed against Wang Zhen's neck, and the invisible edge on the blade slashed, piercing his skin and forcing out a blood line.

The breath of death suddenly surged in Wang Zhen's heart, his whole person was inexplicably frightened, his heart was beating wildly, cold sweat was dripping on his back, his face was as pale as paper, and finally he lowered his head gloomily.

"You've lost!"

Xingyang's tone was calm, and a pair of pupils shone with starlight.

The audience fell silent suddenly, and then erupted into strong cheers.

"Senior Brother Xingyang won, and Immortal Sword Mountain is nothing more than that."

"Hahaha, win, win, if you can win the first game, you will definitely be able to win the second game, Xianjian Mountain, it's not a big deal."

The morale of Tongtian Palace was bursting, and all the disciples raised their arms and shouted.

Xingyang showed a hint of a smile, and finally lived up to expectations and pulled back a game.

(End of chapter)