Zhi Ling knows that this fairy sword conference is a platform to show his personal talents, not every junior disciple has the opportunity to show his face, Xian Chong did not call his apprentice Wei Ning to fight, but ordered his general, it can be seen that Xian Chong attaches great importance to his master and nephew, if he performs outstandingly, he will have a noble status in the heavenly guard in the future, and the future is immeasurable.

Seeing the split cloth rushing forward, Zhe Ling didn't dare to be careless, shook his arm, and an extra long sword appeared in his hand, pierced a horse step, and the long sword was horizontal, and with a crisp sound, he blocked a horizontal cut of the split cloth.

The split cloth missed, his body flashed, jumped to another direction, and attacked again, he took Folding Ling as the target point, and kept rushing Folding Ling from the ground to the air is a burst of frenzied killing, and the body knife technique is fast and sharp.

Zheling's style of play is relatively conservative, only defending and not attacking, strictly guarding the door, under the onslaught of the raging cloth, he retreats again and again, he is like a flat boat in the stormy waves, undulating and swaying, and there is a possibility of capsizing at any time.

Ye Mo smiled and nodded to the contempt mountain beside him and praised: "Contempt master, the split cloth is not your best disciple, it is really not easy to be able to beat the big disciple of Nanzang Yu back again and again!"

Mishan asked unhappily and angrily: "Also in charge, you can help me take a look, Fold Ling and Split Cloth, who will lose and who will win this battle?"

He also laughed, "The split cloth now has the advantage, forcing Zhi Ling to retreat again and again, just add a little more force, and you can knock down Zhi Ling!"

He shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

Ye Mo smiled and asked: "What do you think?"

Shan said: "The split cloth seems to be strong, but it is the end of the strong crossbow, and although Zhe Ling retreats again and again, but the law is steady, the defense is tight, and the water does not leak, the swordsmanship of the heavenly guard has always been known to be exquisite and strange, and Zhe Ling is a high disciple of Nanzang Yu, but all the moves he used just now are sparse and ordinary, he must have hidden the killing move, if it is not as I expected, the split cloth will be defeated soon!"

The split cloth forced Zheling to retreat again and again, gaining the upper hand, secretly rejoicing in his heart, and rushed to Zheling's face, making all his efforts to Zheling is a desperate knife.

Han Qianqian saw that Zhi Ling was about to be cut to the ground by the split cloth, and her heart was in her throat, who knew that at this moment, Zhi Ling screamed violently, her body spun, and the long sword stabbed, only to see the sword light in the field flickering suddenly, with a muffled snort, the sword light converged, and the split cloth fell to the ground, and the blood in her right leg flowed.

Fold Ling returned the sword into the sheath, bowed to the split cloth, and said sincerely: "Brother Split, I have conceded!"

The two disciples of the Yanfeng Sect hurriedly stepped forward and helped the split cloth off the field.

When the disciples of the Heavenly Guard saw that Zheling had won, they were very happy, and they couldn't help cheering for Zheling, cheering for Zheling.

Zhi Ling was a little relieved in his heart, the battle he just now was not only his first battle in the Fairy Sword Conference, but also the first battle of the Celestial Guardian faction, if he lost, it would not only lose his personal face, but also the morale and honor of the Celestial Guard.

A smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were full of relief and praise.

Good boy, did a good job, he finally kept the castle tower's sign and face, and it didn't disappoint me!

Then

Ye Xingming clamored to find his mother Tang Wanmeng, and Beimo Zhiyan was afraid that Nanyu would make trouble with Qiu Huaici, so he also secretly asked Beimo Allure to bring the child to her.

After a pause,

As soon as the gray shadow flashed, there was an old man in the field.

The old man bowed to Zheling: "The old decay is scattered and cultivated, and I want to ask Brother Zheling for a lesson or two." ”

Ye Shucheng's heart was slightly cold, this Mo Dingyuan was not an idle person, he was very famous in the loose cultivation path, which made him parting with one hand.

Zhi Ling smiled and nodded, when the two of them fought one by one, his brows furrowed, his face sank, and the sword momentum changed, reversing the cautious defense of the previous game, but the swordsmanship opened and closed, rushing towards Mo Dingyuan is rush to attack, killing the other party and retreating.

And so, for a while,

Mo Dingyuan snorted, the parting hook fell to the ground, the person retreated to the side, his palm covered his chest, his forehead was sweaty, and his face showed pain.

Zheling's long sword hung on his waist, his hands arched, and said, "Senior Mo, concede, concede!"

"The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrible!"

Mo Dingyuan stared at Zhe Ling, muttered to himself, bent down to pick up the parting hook, and slowly walked back to his seat with the corners of his lips twitching.

Zhe Ling won two games in a row, and the disciples of the heavenly guard were even more excited, Yun Shu'er Huo Ran got up and applauded with a smile, which startled Nanjiao and the others.

The green shadow flashed, and there was one more woman in the field.

The woman stared at Zhi Ling fixedly, smiled, and said: "Senior Brother Zhi Ling, we all know that your swordsmanship is great, but I didn't expect your boxing skills to be even better, Mr. Mo, he never imagined that you would abandon the sword halfway and use your fist to defeat the enemy, and the punch was violent, which caught him off guard." ”

Zhe Ling smiled and said, "The girl is Miss Nangong Jinsan of the Nangong family!"

Nangong Jin nodded and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Zheling, the little woman's slight skills, I can't mention it, you have to show mercy later!"

Zhi Ling smiled and nodded: "The third lady is noble and beautiful, and she is lovable, Zhi Mou doesn't want to hurt you, and she doesn't want to be hurt by you, let's not be Wendou!"

Nangong Jin was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Yes!"

Zhi Ling smiled and said: "Third Miss, I recently learned a new set of swordsmanship, let me demonstrate, if you can point out the flaws in the swordsmanship, even if I lose!"

Zhe Ling's left hand took out a short sword from his waist, and put a sword pose, combining the two swords, and deduced a set of swordsmanship.

Fold the feather flickering east and west, up and down, the sword move is also sparse and usual, but the more and more the dance is faster, to the end of the shadow can not see the figure at all, only the full field of sword shadows, the sword is cold, the sound of the sword whine, then, a bang, a huge lotus bloom in the field, those lotus petals are a sword move, each lotus blooms, the petals can be transformed into colorful light, very good-looking.

The lotus flower bloomed five flowers, the sword light flickered, the long sword was folded, and the jade tree stood on the sidelines, nodded to Nangong Jin, and asked with a smile: "Miss Nangong, my swordsmanship is finished, please comment!"

Nangong Jin was completely shocked by Zheling's divine swordsmanship, and did not speak for a while.

Nangong Jun stood up and said with a smile: "Ah Jin, the sword technique that Zhiling Daoyou used just now is called the First Sight Shenglian, it is one of the secret techniques of the Heavenly Guard, it is difficult to cultivate, Zhiling Daoyou can have such a means, you can't be his opponent, you admit defeat!"

Nangong Jin was stunned for a moment, then smiled at Zhi Ling and said: "Senior Brother Zhi Ling's methods are subtle, Nangong Jin is ashamed of himself, and he is willing to bow down!"

Zhi Ling said indifferently: "Accept, accept!"

Nangong Jin glanced at Zhi Ling gently, and returned to his seat with a coquettish smile.

The disciples of the castle tower saw that Zheling was fighting wits and courage and winning three games in a row, which really gave the castle tower a long face, and they were thunderous and excited for a while.

"Yanfeng Sect disciple Sauron dares to ask for advice!"

A stout man glanced at the castle tower disciples, jumped into the arena, and shouted at Zhiling in a huff.

Xiang Chong laughed loudly: "Three games are the winner, and the winner of the three games can take a break and then play the next round of the game!"

Lin Yuyan said with a smile: "Yes, if you win all three games, you can rest and enter the next round, if you don't retreat, under the wheel battle, you will be tired to death, which is not fair to them!"

Zhe Ling listened to the words of Xian Chong and Lin Yuyan, paused, and saw that no one objected, so he withdrew.

Sauron looked at Wei Ning and the other disciples of the Heavenly Guard, and the meaning couldn't be clearer.

At this time, a Taoist in Tsing Yi walked slowly onto the stage, and said with a smile: "Qianyu Immortal Sect Hai Mingna, ask Brother Suo for advice!"

Sauron saw that the Celestial Guard faction was commanding in the Xuanmen, and the limelight was too strong, which made the Yanfeng faction, which was also a big faction, jealous and hateful, and also made him very unconvinced.

Sauron glared at Hemingna, roared angrily, and with a round of spears, a gust of wind rushed towards Hemingna.

Hemming took his empty palm, his arm danced in the air, and his body flashed, and he jumped behind Sauron.

Sauron turned and attacked Hemingna again.

Heminna smiled indifferently, and moved quickly, dodging Sauron's attack, but while dodging, his arms kept dangling in the air, as if he was about to lasso his horse with a rope in his hand.

Yun Shu'er saw that Heminna was being pursued by Sauron and retreated again and again in the field, embarrassed, waving his empty arms at the same time, it was really funny, extremely weird, and couldn't help but smile, pointed at Hemingna, and asked in surprise: "Master, what is he doing!

Although Qiu Huaici understood in his heart, he shook his head and said, "I don't know!"

Yun Shu'er smiled: "Master, you are so powerful, even you don't know it?"

Qiu Huaici stretched out his hand and pinched Yun Shu'er's face, and said, "Silly girl, Master is not the founding god who knows everything, there are many things I don't know, of course I don't know what people want to do!"

Yun Shu'er said, "Master, I'm a little sleepy!"

Qiu Huaici said with a smile: "Nonsense! You like to see others fighting the most, why do you want to sleep when it's so lively today?"

Yun Shu'er pursed her mouth and exclaimed, "I'm really a little sleepy!"

Qiu Huaici said: "Then you can go back to the house and take a rest!"

Yun Shu'er shook her head: "No, I won't go back to sleep, I will accompany you!"

Qiu Huaici frowned and said, "Since you refuse to go back to sleep, then endure it." ”

Yun Shu'er grinned and said softly, "Master, I, I want to sit in your arms!"

Qiu Huaici was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Bao'er, you have grown up, you are as tall as me, you can't be like when you were a child, don't move and drill into my arms, you are not ashamed!"

Yun Shu'er smiled and shook her head: "Don't be ashamed, don't be ashamed, I'm not ashamed!"

Qiu Huaici persuaded softly: "Bao'er, this is not Aiju Mountain, many people are watching, you are not allowed to mess around!"

Yun Shu'er was still a scoundrel and continued to be coquettish: "Master, I want, I want, if you hold me, I can watch the fight if I want to, I can sleep if I want to, how comfortable it is!"

Qiu Huaici shook his head with a wry smile, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, ancestor, I'm afraid of you, you stick to the master, the master hugs you, it's okay this way!"

Yun Shu'er hurriedly smiled and nodded, and then got closer to Qiu Huaici, his left hand hugged Qiu Huaici's waist, and his head rested on Qiu Huaici's shoulder, while Qiu Huaici raised his arm and put his arm around Yun Shu'er's shoulder, holding Yun Shu'er half in his arms.

Beimo Zhiyan took in the intimate behavior of Qiu Huaici and Yun Shu'er, secretly surprised, and jealous, thinking that although Qiu Huaici is Yun Shu'er's master, Yun Shu'er has grown up, after all, there is a difference between men and women, but Qiu Huaici spoils Yun Shu'er without suspicion, which is really a little inappropriate!

Beimo Allure smiled and said: "Sister, what the hell do you say this surnamed Hai is doing, if he doesn't use any tricks, I'm afraid he will really lose!"

Beimo was uncertain, and nodded unwillingly.

There is still a fight in the martial arts arena, but Sauron and Hemmingna are not so much fighting as chasing, Sauron is chasing, and Hemmingna is on the run, the two have been going around in circles on the field, this so-called fight makes people look really boring and boring, many people see that Hemmingna has been retreating and fleeing, not only thinking that Hemmingna is lost, but also disdainful of Hemmingna's timidity that he does not dare to fight, so there are many people who stand on Sauron's side in their hearts, and they can't help but start cheering for Sauron, shouting: "Hit him, hit him, hit him!"

Qiu Huaici frowned, and scolded in a deep voice: "Don't make noise and interfere with the game!"

Although Qiu Huaici's scolding was not loud, all the noisy people not only heard the reprimand, but Qiu Huaici's voice penetrated the eardrums, like a steel needle piercing their brain nucleus, making them extremely painful, their bodies trembling, and cold sweat, but this pain was fleeting, and when they came back to their senses, they glanced at Qiu Huaici, in awe in their hearts, where did they dare to speak again.

Sauron was still chasing Hemingna in the field, chasing and chasing, suddenly there seemed to be an invisible whip on his wrist to whip hard, the back of the hand was bleeding, and the spear fell to the ground, and at this time, Hemming, who was jumping in front, wiped his palm on his forehead, and then threw it at Sauron, and those sweats turned into ice blades in the air and shot at Sauron, which immediately pierced Sauron's legs.

Sauron's legs were tingled with small holes, dripping with blood, one was unable to support it, he fell to the ground heavily, couldn't get up, while wailing, he turned his head to stare at the people of the Qianyu Immortal Sect outside the field, and roared angrily: "Which miscellaneous hair sneaks up on Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will break you into ten thousand pieces!"

Hemingna smiled and said, "Sauron, don't wronged others, I drew the wound on your hand!"

Sauron was stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "Fart! You don't want to fool me, Lao Tzu's eyes have been staring at you just now, you don't have anything in your hand at all, what are you going to whip me!"

"Who said I don't have anything in my hands, it's just that you can't see it!"

Hemingna snorted coldly, blew at the palm that had been waving in the void, and silently recited the incantation, but in the palm of that hand, a transparent whip suddenly appeared.

Hemingna glared at Sauron, the corners of his lips curled, he smiled contemptuously, and asked sarcastically: "Sauron, as soon as I appeared, I always had a whip in my hand, don't you know?"

When Sauron saw Hemming holding the crystal clear whip in his hand, he knew that it was a divine weapon, and it was clear that the other party was holding it in his hand, but his mana was not enough to see through it, and he was ashamed and depressed for a while, and he couldn't make a sound.

The whip in Hemming's hand is made of special material, if he deliberately hides it, except for the ability of Shendu, Qiu Huaici and Desmian Mountain, etc., people who are a little shallow in the Tao will not be able to see it at all, and those who cheered for Sauron before saw the whip that Hemming held, their cheeks were hot and ashamed.

Sauron was carried off the field by his fellow men, and a squinted-eyed young man stepped off the field and challenged Hemingna.

Hemingna waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't fight, I admit defeat, I was tired by others just now, I want to rest!"

Hemingna said, and withdrew from the battlefield very freely.