A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"..."

Zhang Dingjun felt like his head was going to shut down.

Why would an innate warrior taking the college entrance examination have a flying sword?

Why can a mid-level Qi-training monk be able to cut a person and a shield in half even with a high-grade defensive weapon in seconds?

Hundred-step flying sword?

What the hell is this!

"old."

Mr. Lin Gang smiled bitterly: "When was this a new technique developed by the Immortal Sect?"

No one around knew.

An Sinuo returned to his own separate space, a bamboo forest, with blank eyes. He woke up after a long time and screamed: "Ah! I was killed by an innate warrior with a flying sword!"

"Oh my god! Could it be that he is a cultivator in disguise?"

Quickly look through the previous battle videos.

The Cold Weapon College Entrance Examination does not determine victory or defeat in one round, but multiple rounds with continuous ranking.

Videos are also encouraged to be watched, maximizing the ability of Xianmen students to improve themselves in actual combat.

"He is truly an innate warrior!"

An Sinuo was at a loss, and in the end he could only stare at the azure flying sword: "There is a problem."

She couldn't figure it out for a moment, so she sent the battle video to the exam public channel and gave it a very eye-catching title to trick people into clicking.

"The warrior killed me, a monk in the middle stage of Qi training, in one move!"

This was her secret revenge.

The relationship between candidates is not just competition, but also cooperation and close communication.

The battle goes on.

"Innate warrior? Haha..."

"Why are there still warriors now?"

"Fuck!"

The further you go to the back, the more immortal cultivators you encounter.

Many people were surprised at first, but in the end, after casting spells and attacking with magic weapons, both the person and the magic weapon were cut off with one move.

"There is no difficulty in the middle and later stages of Qi training."

Jiang Ding gradually had some idea of ​​his own strength: "Their spells and magic weapons are very fragile and they will die immediately, so no skills are needed."

"Round 37, Li Tie."

An eighth-level qi-training monk appeared, and when his consciousness scanned a warrior who was watching quietly, he was not only unhappy, but instead yelled: "Innate warrior! Jiang Ding!"

It was Li Tie, a dual-spiritual monk from Rongcheng No. 7 Middle School.

He reacted extremely decisively and used an invisibility spell to disappear.

Jiang Ding was the only one left on the sea.

Words of pride came from all directions.

"Aren't you sharp with the Hundred Steps Flying Sword? Master, I can become invisible!"

A Yuanci hill appeared in the sky, enlarging continuously and falling towards the young man in green clothes below. At the same time, there was heavy pressure coming, restricting the distance of movement.

"Come on! Kill me!"

"Uncle, if I can crush you once, I can crush you countless times!"

Laughing wildly and proudly.

This was a perfect tactic that several abused Qi Practitioners discussed in a public chat room, and he used it, adding his own disturbing tactics.

The sword energy around his body shook slightly, and the invisible pressure of the restraint immediately disappeared.

"An acquaintance!"

Jiang Ding showed a cold smile.

But it reminded me of that not-so-wonderful afternoon.

"go."

call out!

The flying sword flew across the sky, passing through an empty sky. Blood flowers bloomed, and two corpses and internal organs cut off at the waist fell from the sky.

Before it fell to the sea, countless azure sword energy exploded, turning flesh and bones into pieces.

Xiao Yuan Cishan's magic weapon, which was about to be suppressed, lost all its aura and fell into the sea.

"Why……"

Li Tie only had one head left and said unwillingly.

The sword sense is locked,

Mere invisibility has no effect.

…

"this is……"

Inside the Sky Carrier in Xiandu, Huang Mao looked hesitant, exuding a bit of terrifying murderous intent from time to time, and then turning into doubt. The two extremely contradictory states alternated endlessly.

"senior!"

True Lord Dinghai broke out in a cold sweat: "I searched in the library and found out that the Da Ri Sword Pavilion's "Da Ri Seed Sword Refining Technique" has been deciphered by the Immortal Sect, and it is possible to practice it."

"You old man, please don't let your space carrier's main gun destroy Rongcheng with one shot."

This kind of old monk has experienced unimaginable cruel genocidal wars, and has come from the bloody storm. His nervous reactions are incredibly sharp. Many combat actions are simply subconscious and difficult to control.

"You didn't tell me earlier!"

"I thought I had obtained the great power of a big sun sword!"

The terrifying murderous intention around Huang Mao disappeared and he cursed loudly.

…

call out!

Killing an invisible ninth-level Qi practitioner with one sword, the flying sword returned.

Ding!

"You have entered the top thirty of the 11127 Cold Weapons Examination."

The mechanical prompt sound of the formation spirit came.

"Xianmen, are you weaker in terms of cold weapons?"

Jiang Ding hesitated.

No matter what enemy is in the Qi training stage, they can all be passed through with one sword, leaving nothing behind, no use of hiding, no use of defense, and one move in seconds.

Of course, it may not be considered a leapfrog challenge.

Although "Eagle Takes Off Sword Technique" is an internal martial arts skill, if you practice it to the innate level, your true energy can actually be compared with the lowest level of 'Jue' level skills.

It's just that it still can't solve the inherent disadvantage of long-range point killing of immortal cultivators, so it is despised by immortal cultivators.

Now that the problem of long-range attacks is solved with the Hundred-step Flying Sword, the disadvantage is no longer a disadvantage.

That is to say,

Jiang Ding can be regarded as a ninth-level peak qi cultivator who practices the lowest level of 'jue' level skills.

"Round 62, Xu Jianian."

Jiang Ding's heart was slightly shaken.

Finally, a famous figure came, the genius of the Immortal Sect.

Xu Jianian!

The boss of the Xu Da Group, the son of Zhenjun Tianfang, a second-level war conductor, and a graduate of the Middle School Affiliated to Changbai University, with peak Qi training.

Even though the other party is only sixteen years old and has not yet gone to college, he is by no means practicing the lowest level of 'Jue' level skills.

"You are very talented in cold weapons."

A handsome young man walked out of the white light. He was born with a condescending air. It seemed that all his peers should be accustomed to bowing in front of him.

"It's a pity that cold weapons are just a trail and insignificant."

Jiang Ding felt a little uncomfortable.

Not because of his words.

But the way the other party looked at the common people was somewhat similar to that of Tang Wang and other nobles in feudal society.

If Tang Wang looked at him like this,

He won't be angry,

There won't be any psychological fluctuations.

But being looked at by a citizen of Xianmen like this is not okay.

"please."

Jiang Ding said in a deep voice.

Complex psychological activities are hidden, giving respect to a true genius of the immortal sect.

"That's fine."

Xu Jianian shook his head, as if he felt that talking too much would be a shame. With a flick of his sleeves, a series of eighteen stone tablets were spread out one by one. Their breaths were connected to form a complicated formation, and they suppressed the young man in green in front.

call out!

The azure flying sword cuts through a streak of rainbow light, always cutting directly through it without any bells and whistles.

Zizzi!

The azure flying sword, which has been indestructible since the sword came out, has encountered obstacles.

There are looming patterns of formations between the eighteen stone tablets, and shields several feet long are produced out of thin air. Flying swords pierce into them, constantly penetrating the layers of shields, but they are regenerated in an endless stream.

In desperation, he could only turn around and shoot out, lingering in the sky.

Of course, this is without revealing the spell-breaking fairy gold.

There is no room for silence.

"Second-level formation!"

"Eighteen magic weapon embryos connected by heart and blood!"

Jiang Ding blurted out.

He stared solemnly at the handsome young man surrounded by eighteen stone tablets in the sky, and was shocked by the wealth and talent of the legitimate son of the Nascent Soul Lord.

This kind of person has the ability to build a foundation alone.