Immortality Cultivation Era

The high song sitting in the chair frowned.

He looked at the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty and wrote a strange look on the face of Zhou Zongzhu.

"I didn't expect that the sword of Lushan is so lavish, the long sword in the hands of a disciple is actually a treasure." Gao Ge said with a sneer.

What Zhou Zongzhu had just planned to say, but he heard that the disciples of the Laoshan Jianzong under the stage had begun to smash.

"Hey? Isn't this the sword of the sword lord?"

"Yes! This is the sword of Mingxing's uncle!"

Zhou Zongzhu was relieved.

Fortunately, I didn’t have a slap in the face, and I didn’t even think about excusing Hu.

Otherwise, if you are embarrassed now, you will lose your hair.

That is simply the speed of light!

"The high leader, take the liberty to ask, does this destroy the test rules?" Zhou Zongzhu said with a smile.

This is the end of the matter, and there is nothing to say.

Since this is not the case, it is not as broad as the recognition.

Gao Ge smiled and said: "That will naturally not, no problem."

At first he was a little depressed, but if you think about it, even if the people of the Shushan Jianzong did this, there would be nothing wrong with it. He had already shot the guns and handed the swordsmanship of Lushan Jianzong to his students. The other party just changed the sword to the disciple, and wherever they are, they can't pick anything wrong.

This is a battle of life and death, naturally there are not so many circles.

He’s mother’s brows are crumpled, and Hu’s is like a human being. It’s probably the sword in his hand gives him enough strength.

Originally, Hu Jin’s strength was not very weak. He had been under the temperament before. He was shocked by He’s mother, and he was so murderous. This caused him a lot of psychological pressure. He always felt that he would die in the next second. The other side's sword is down, so what is in mind is how to avoid it, instead of choosing to fight back.

Now Hu Wei began to counterattack in the Jedi, turning passive into active, relying on the long sword in his hand, actually broke the previous situation, and He Chuang Niang came back.

The high song frowned.

Although the situation on the battlefield is now deadlocked, it is considered to be the balance of power. It can be used as a teacher of He’s mother. It is very clear in the heart of the song. This is definitely not a good thing. He’s sword is a kind of sword, and it’s the kind of dying and dying. With the help of a state of indecent and fearless, it is like the water of the river. Just like before, the situation is completely downside. This is the way of He’s mother. This is his rhythm. Now it’s slowed down. It’s definitely not what she meant. But if there is a possibility, He’s mother wants to let herself control. The situation caught the rhythm.

If He Jianniang sees it as a wild game in the game, then the rhythm of this wilderness is to take the time to push the tower. The late stage is not very big, but now her rhythm is slowed down.

"High song, do you think that they will win?" Fu Long turned to look at the high song and asked.

Gao Ge frowned and said: "Nature is a young girl."

Fu Long smiled and said calmly: "If this is the case, then we must first say it."

"What?" Some songs are confusing.

"Wait, no matter what the situation becomes, you can't shoot." Fu Long said quietly.

Gao Ge glimpsed a little, but did not answer.

Fu Long sighed and said: "Don't take my words as one thing, I know, the relationship between you and He Cinang is very good, but if you shoot, the situation will change, just give it." Shan Jianzong, they are looking for reasons for our troubles. You don't want it, because of your impulse, let all of us follow the funeral, or do you think that with us, we can rush out from here?"

Gao Ge took a deep breath and said: "Do not worry, I will not do this."

"Oh?" Fulong stunned.

"Because, he can not lose," Gao Ge said with a sneer.

"..." Fu Longzhen doubts, "Why?"

Gao Ge is full of confidence: "Because she is my disciple!"

"If you don't say it, don't say it, you still have to force it..." Fu Long cut it and sneered at what Gao Ge had just said, but after having the words of Gao Ge just now, he was a little more stable, from the eyes of Gao Ge. Seeing sincere self-confidence, it is not very guilty.

Even if I don’t know why Gao Ge is so confident about He’s mother, at the very least, I can make myself a little more stable.

At this moment.

The students of Lushan Jianzong or Haicheng Xiuxian College have blocked their eyes. It is too nervous. After all, this is the last test. It happened to be nine wins and nine losses.

This last game means the result of the whole match.

Whether it is He Chuang Niang or Hu Yu, this time is a pressure mountain.

No one wants to let the final victory and death be ruined in his own hands. Isn't that the sin of the ages?

He Yu Niang is very anxious.

She also knows that if we continue to drag on according to the current trend, there is no slight benefit to ourselves.

It's good to end the battle as soon as possible.

Originally, in her opinion, it is not difficult to defeat this man named Hu Wei.

Unexpectedly, the hurricane of the sword not only made one miss a good opportunity, but also gave his opponent enough confidence.

The former is actually nothing, the latter is the fate!

If the opportunity is lost, you can continue to find it, but now Hu Wei is arguing that he is not willing to give him this opportunity.

This is the most troublesome.

At this moment, the expressions on the faces of the two men are as good as the synchronization of the gods. They are all fierce faces, and the eyes are flashing with cold murder.

The two gasped heavily, and then they rushed to the other side.

The two long swords kept hitting together.

Although there is still no win or loss, this battle has been the longest time in all competitions.

"Come back!" Hu Wei, holding a long sword, was like a fierce beast, screaming at the young girl.

He’s mother snorted and just wanted to launch the charge again, but suddenly she frowned.

Her eyes were staring at the sword in her hand.

There were several cracks in the gray sword.

It looks like jagged.

She took a deep breath and some did not believe it.

How could this be?

This scene was naturally seen by Gao Ge and others.

Singing with both hands, hold the armrest of the chair tightly.

It seems that the next second will jump up.

"Not good..." Yue Xincheng was anxious to jump. "In this way, even if the young girl can still hold it, the sword in her hand can't hold it!"

"Slightly don't worry..." Xia Yan frowned.

"How can this not be anxious!" Yue Xincheng annoyed.

Xia Xi looked at him and said calmly: "Do you see Xia Hao anxious?"

"..." Yue Xincheng did not speak.

Fu Long looked at the song and smiled and said: "Don't lend your sword to her?"

Gao Ge thought about it and shook his head.

This flying star sword corresponds to the power of the stars in his body.

If He Chuang Niang is an ordinary person, it may be slightly better. The flying star sword itself is not small, but if He Chuang Niang moves the body, it will fall.