The Lord who use immortals as food

For the people on the stage, this match was not worth their full attention.

Everyone knew how strong Chi Longyun was. If he accepted the letter, he would definitely be in the top 15. Now that he took the initiative to reject the letter, he must be in the top 10.

Everyone wanted to see the quality of this next generation of Mingzhu Waterside. Unfortunately, if Chi Longyun wanted to fight beautifully, it would be best to end this match within three moves.

Cui Zijie looked at it and tilted his head and said, "Where is Yan Bingjian? He disappeared early, and he didn't come to see his junior brother compete."

Xiang Zongyuan drank tea: "Qinglou."

On the sword stage, the blue clothes had already formed a long line and crashed into it. The crowd exclaimed, but Chi Longyun still lowered his eyes and drew his sword, not fast or slow, but a feeling of fear suddenly rose from the stage.

Sure enough, the first sword was "Bi Shang".

The unique sword of the Songwen lineage, the most lethal sword in the Five Swords Blessed Land, has only three moves in total.

Song Zhishu suddenly turned around and asked, "Hey, I saw in the national newspaper that 'watch the pearls shining on the falling flowers', do these two families have the strongest meaning? How did you see that?"

The wind blew through the sparse curtains on the entire Liuhe Terrace.

Drinking tea, setting cups, reading books. Everyone paused for a moment.

Some things everyone knows exist, so there is no need to say them, but sooner or later they will be revealed from the most acute point.

Qi Mengchen drank tea and turned a page of the book without saying a word.

Luoying Mountain, Yuquan Mountain, Wujian Fudi, Mingzhu Waterside Pavilion. These are the four families ranked at the top of this sword selection meeting.

For a sect like Feiyan Jianmen, being able to have two people enter the Golden Book means surpassing several sword sects in the north and south of Shaolong, but for these four families, their opponents are only each other.

With Kongtong silent and hidden, who is standing at the forefront? This is no longer a matter of reputation, strength, and background. Now the most clear standard is in front of us, and there will not be two names on the same list.

Each family sent out their best young people. Who will occupy how many seats in the top ten, who will be ranked ahead of whom, and how the top three will be decided.

After all, when the Golden Book is announced, the people of Shaolong will not bother to analyze the twists and turns in it. The most intuitive impression is - first!

First is first.

This is the most core contradiction that must be fought with real swords.

However, the mention of the national newspaper is out of balance with everyone's impression.

Luoying Mountain is of course above the other three families, but below them are Yuquan Mountain, which is in its heyday, and Wujian Fudi, which is old but strong.

Mingzhu Waterside is low-key, but they have not shown amazing dominance in those occasional sword meetings.

People will not say that [Mingzhu Guard] Qi Mengchen or [Silent Sword] Zuo Sheng will definitely be in the top five. Their number three figures are still fighting in the West Arena, and no news of winning the championship has been heard so far.

Everyone has a clear mind, and this kind of superiority and inferiority will not be laid out nakedly in front of you, but when you want to break this order and move up, there will be an invisible repulsive force pressing down on you immediately.

Nan Guannu and Qi Mengchen chatted and laughed freely, but Qi Mengchen was the [Pearl Guardian] of the current generation of Shuixie, and this was a position that should be honored as "Young Sect Master", while Nan Guannu was only a true descendant of the lineage.

Xiang Zongyuan only signaled with his eyes, without even a greeting.

Because you just lowered your head.

How can "Pearls shine on falling flowers" come from?

Qu Ying did not move, Bai Fei raised his hand slightly, as if he wanted to stop the person next to him who was asking questions. And Cui Zijie leaned on the railing with his sword, without even turning his head.

Of course, he was too lazy to talk here.

No one spoke. Nan Guannu tilted his head to look at Song Zhishu: "Why don't you ask the Imperial College?"

Song Zhishu said melancholy: "Then I'll have to wait for the Yulin test next year."

Xiang Zongyuan raised his cup lightly, but lowered his head and looked at no one: "Zuo Sheng, Yan Bingjian, and Cui Zijie are all outstanding people. Tomorrow on the Jade Sword Stage, Zongyuan will definitely ask the three of you for swords."

For the first time, he slowly scanned the people, and slightly settled on Song Zhishu, and said in a light voice: "Who is weaker and who is weaker, it's just a sword fight. If you have any doubts, use the sword to ask."

But it seems that this was not directed at him alone, because everyone present had a good enough sword.

On the sword stage, the killing intent suddenly broke out.

They must have been able to meet and talk on the Liuhe Terrace, but once they drew their swords, they showed their most fierce edge without any concealment. This sword was not afraid to cripple the young man in front of him.

"Bi Shang" No. 1, [Helu].

Pei Ye's eyes lit up and he leaned forward subconsciously.

This sword of resolute killing intent is neither Kongtong's [Guan Ri] nor [Pulling Sunlight], but is almost similar to [Commoner Sword].

Even if they are all eight lives, most people will still be out of breath in front of this sword.

Tens of thousands of people in the audience lost their voices. Just now they shouted "Blue Sky Hanging Rainbow" in waves, and now the first sword has completely surpassed the peak of the previous game. In front of the killing intent that condensed half of the stage, the young man's green shadow suddenly looked like a fragile little swallow.

And there was no escape.

Pei Ye smiled and admired the girl beside him, but Qu Xin looked at the stage without much care, and said: "The green clothes are very powerful."

".Hmm?"

Before Pei Ye could react, he heard a high-spirited voice spread throughout the audience-"The one who defeated Chi Longyun today is Su Xingke of Shuixie!"

A cool and bright sword light rose above the sword stage.

The heavy sea filled with murderous intent seemed to stop for a moment, and the man in green slipped away like a graceful shadow on water, passing through the countless sharp blades that were against his throat. The metal and iron collided lightly, and the tip of the sword had already touched the dark sword of Chi Longyun.

It was like taking the head of a thousand troops, and it was like taking something out of a bag. The heavy killing intent that shocked thousands of people suddenly dissipated like sand.

《Entering the Abyss》·【Pick the Pearl from the Dragon's Chin】

Pei Ye was surprised and stared at it, while outside the pavilion, everyone had stopped what they were doing.

The sea of ​​killing intent was broken by a sword, and Su Xingke turned his sword light and cut towards Chi Longyun's throat.

《March Sword》·【Wind Piaoxu】

Ten thousand people exclaimed, many people did not recognize this sword, but anyone who practiced swordsmanship could see how incredible the connection between the two moves was. If the sword just now was the amazing sword move itself, then this exquisite change of moves was the unconcealable revelation of the boy's talent in swordsmanship.

Chi Longyun was forced into a desperate situation in a moment, and his pupils had shrunk tightly, but there was no panic in his eyes, but instead a radiance of surprise - isn't this exactly the strong enemy he wanted?

Without turning the sword, he grasped it, and the domineering true energy washed through the sword again. The sword force that had just been accurately broken was re-condensed in an instant. He leaned back and put himself in an absolute disadvantage.

At the same time, the murderous intent turned into a stream and flowed into the sword. Just now they were domineering and forced, but now they disappeared without any stagnation, only the resolute murderous intent was even higher.

The two men were extremely dangerous with swords, and their robes were flying. Su Xingke was on top and Chi Longyun was on the bottom. The defeat of the sword had forced him into a desperate situation.

This sword is called [Zhuan Zhu].

The sword is called Cangyu, and it is a sword that stabs the upper part from below. The sharp and bright sword light seemed to jump out of the void, pouring out the violent murderous intent that had just been collected from an angle that no one could expect.

Because he was in a desperate situation, he could not draw the sword like this; because he was in a desperate situation, he could get the angle to strike this sword.

"Zhuan Zhu cut the fish, and then stabbed Wang Liao with a dagger. Wang Liao died instantly, and his left and right also killed Zhuan Zhu."

Originally, it was a lifeless sword, so why did he threaten it with a desperate situation?

Su Xingke's sword would still cut his throat, but this sword would cut off his head faster.

The situation was immediately reversed, and so was victory or defeat.

Su Xingke immediately put away his sword, but [Zhuan Zhu] kept advancing and not retreating, and still pressed on the throat. But putting away the sword halfway did buy Su Xingke some room for turning around, so he leaned his sword and suddenly turned into a misty shadow.

The strange sword was stabbed to the side, and the whole person became unpredictable. [Zhuan Zhu] pierced through him with a sword, bringing up a sad and beautiful blood light, but it had deviated from the throat by four inches and only landed on the shoulder blade.

This amazing response to avoid the killing move once again made the crowd exclaim, but when the sword fell into a disadvantage, Chi Longyun's next sword had already arrived.

As a result, countless shouts were cut off in mid-air, and on the Liuhe Terrace, several people stood up with their eyes fixed.

Everyone knew why Chi Longyun rejected the letter.

This was indeed a qualitative change. He was not in the top fifteen, nor was he in the top ten. With this sword, he could definitely compete for the top five.

A true sword of will.

Among the five swords, the highest achievement of Songwen, or Yuchang, was the condensation of the murderous intent that the world did not agree with - "Bi Shang" No. 3, [Zhu Xing Xi Yue].

Su Xingke had no time to stop this sword. The suffocating and strong murderous intent completely enveloped him in an instant, and immediately invaded his body coldly.

In his vision, there were only the terrifying eyes of the man in front of him. It did not occupy the entire world, but when he saw it, he was afraid of everything else.

Ou Yezi cast Yuchang and asked Xue Zhu to compare the sword, saying: "It is against reason and unruly, and it cannot be obeyed. A minister kills the king with it, and a son kills his father with it."

This is the sword.

The real shock was that even the exclamation disappeared. Countless people stared at the sword platform. The young man in blue had a sad and beautiful blood flower on his shoulder. The whole person flew in the air with a crooked posture, and the man in front of him was like an assassin holding a blade to climb the Ming Palace.

He did not cover his face, and the murder weapon was already drawn. This was the most decisive line. He must kill something, and then either die or win everything.

Even among the swords of intention, this is an excellent sword.

Pei Ye clapped his hands and opened his mouth with bright eyes. This is definitely not something half-hearted like Shang Huaitong. Chi Longyun completed it so completely. Shaolong's top sword talent is indeed like this!

Pei Ye subconsciously placed himself opposite him, wondering if he would definitely die if he did not use the snow sword. At this moment, the sword light that suddenly rose on the sword platform made him shrink his pupils suddenly!

Chi Longyun held the sword on the steps with murderous intent, but the sword pierced into the dragon chair, but it was not the fragile heart of a person that was pierced.

That was a real dragon!

Under the gaze of thousands of people, Su Xingke's eyes were extremely bright. He bit the flying hair in front of him, and in the flying green clothes, he suddenly twisted his body and held the sword horizontally.

He did not need the best posture, nor did he need the two advance steps of [Helu gave the sword] and [Zhuan Zhu hid the fish]. The extremely powerful sword poured out from his hand unreasonably.

"Into the Abyss Book" [Sleeping Dragon Awakened]

"Zhuangzi·Lie Yukou" said: "There was a poor family on the river who relied on weaving and making a living. His son sank into the abyss and got a pearl worth a thousand gold. His father said to his son: "Take a stone to forge it! The pearl worth a thousand gold must be in the nine-layer abyss and under the chin of the black dragon. If you can get the pearl, you must encounter its sleep. Make the black dragon wake up, what is your insignificance!"

Now, you stabbed its reverse scale with a sword.

The dragon pupil suddenly opened in anger, and the dragon roared from the nine-layer abyss straight into the sky. In an instant, the sea of ​​blood was shattered, the killing intent was shattered, and the sword light was shattered. The entire [Zhu Xing Xi Yue] collapsed like a rotten wood.

Chi Longyun was cut by a sword, the long sword flew into the sky, and Zi Yi fell on the stage in embarrassment.

There was a moment of silence, and then an unimaginable sound suddenly rushed to the sky.

On the Liuhe Terrace, Qi Mengchen still lowered his head to drink tea and turn the pages. Song Zhishu nodded melancholy: "Well, it seems that there is no need to ask the Imperial College. What they wrote is not wrong."

Nan Guannu looked out the window but ignored him. He clapped his hands slowly and sighed in astonishment, looking at Qi Mengchen: "Such a person, didn't get the sword box?"

Qi Mengchen smiled: "Junior brother wants to fight himself-young people go down the mountain for the first time."

Nan Guannu smiled and shook his head: "Young people are really formidable."

Amid the admiration and conversation of the crowd, a straight footstep finally sounded on the stairs. Everyone looked over and saw the young man who had just come down from the sword platform walking up step by step with a sword in his hand.

His green clothes were stained with blood, his hair was messy, and he still carried the murderous intent and sharpness that had not faded.

He strode to Qi Mengchen's side, picked up a pot of tea and drank it with his head tilted back.

He didn't care about the tea flowing into his throat, and only wiped his mouth when it was empty, let out a long breath, and threw the teapot to the ground.

Then he raised his head and pointed directly at Xiang Zongyuan across from him.

However, Xiang Zongyuan just smiled at him and continued to pour tea for himself, as if the amazing sword fight just now was not enough for him to add another name to the above three people.

On the other side, a sword intent became dazzlingly bright, and everyone seemed to feel a stinging pain at the edge of their vision.

Su Xingke turned his head suddenly, and saw Cui Zijie leaning on the railing, looking at him with an unconcealed smile, raising his hand and hooking his finger at him.