Immortal Soaring Blade

When scar boy was born, he was washed and forged with various herbs by his family elders. When he was five years old, he began to learn the martial arts inherited by his family. When he was eight years old, he followed his family elders to practice in the Nanman forest. In those years, the cultivation of Shao Shao kept on rising, and at the same time, he learned more fighting skills and practical combat experience. Now he is young, and his body is full of it The breath of killing and cutting is like a fierce beast. It was from the slaughter of spirit animals since childhood. When other children were still playing coquettish in their parents' arms, he lived a miserable life like purgatory.

Therefore, in the face of new disciples like a native chicken and a dog, including Zhao Jiuge, the scarred teenager didn't pay attention to it. With the cruel sneer at the corner of his mouth, the silver sword light released by him was like a waning moon, full of coldness, and constantly enlarged in Zhao Jiuge's pupil.

Even Zhao Jiuge sighs that he is not as good at understanding the meaning of the sword. He has made continuous progress every day since he came into contact with the secret formula of the sword. However, there is no remarkable breakthrough. However, his talent is not as good as that of others, which does not mean that he can not be saved by hard work Stop! That's impossible! Zhao Jiuge's eyes appear a cruel color, light drink a.

Hukou holds the wooden sword tightly, and his own spiritual power rushes towards it quickly, making the wooden sword hum and sound. It seems that Zhao Jiuge's wooden sword in his hand seems to be singing softly, and his aura is greatly improved. Holding the wooden sword in his hand makes Zhao Jiuge feel confident and rely on his own understanding of the sword meaning.

With the sword against the sword, with the hard against the hard.

It is also a silver sword, shining out. If the sword of the scarred youth is like a waning moon, with the spirit of marching forward bravely in the vast ocean with a lonely boat, then Zhao Jiuge's sword light is like a starry star, introverted and insignificant. However, no matter how small the stars are, they will always have a dazzling day. As long as they persist, they will bloom their own light.

In the expectant eyes of the crowd outside, the first fight between the two finally touched each other, with a bit of tenacity and anger. The sword of Zhao Jiuge hit the sword light of the young scar fiercely.

The moment of contact between the two, like the dazzling light of the sun, flashed away, some dazzling, no accident. The sword like the moon easily broke the sword light released by Zhao Jiuge, and then dissipated in the sky and earth. However, the air waves from the two also flowed around the stage. When those waves hit the light shield covering the stone platform, It's gone, and the light doesn't move.

The remaining sword meaning still carries some chilly wind, rolling up bursts of cold, running to Zhao Jiuge's face. The unprepared Zhao Jiuge doesn't respond to it, and is immediately hit. He is staggering. Zhao Jiuge's body center of gravity is unstable, and he retreats two or three steps. Fortunately, the power of the sword after the remnant is not very powerful, which is based on Zhao Jiuge's physical quality of transforming the spiritual state's mid-term cultivation Even if you don't urge the Sanskrit, the holy body can resist it. It's just driven by the impact force that the body can't help but retreat without its own control.

When the cold light hits Zhao Jiuge, and Zhao Jiuge staggers, scar teenager moves again. The tiger steps forward and takes two steps forward. The wrist shakes, Shua, Shua, Shua. The three sword flowers are interlaced with light and shadow. Zhao Jiuge is ready to beat Zhao Jiuge's body with spiritual power and sword intention.

Usually, if he hit the trunk of the tree with a thick waist, he would be easily cut off. However, the young man with scar directly made three swords and scratched it towards Zhao Jiuge's head and chest. The method was vicious. Every move did not leave any hands. If Zhao Jiuge could not be prevented, it would really hurt the internal organs of his body, especially the head, which would be dangerous to his life Yes.

As soon as the young scabbard fights, he looks like a mad devil. He looks like a fierce beast. If he doesn't kill his prey, he will not stop. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge seems to be his prey. If he doesn't, he will be punished with vigour.

Zhao Jiuge, who was unprepared to be hit by the remnant sword intention, was still staggering. When he saw the storm like attack of the scarred boy coming again and again, his pupil was dilated, and he was a little flustered. He watched the wooden sword in the young man's hand gradually enlarge and approach in his own eyes. His heart leaped and his back was shocked with cold sweat.

Some of the timid female disciples outside the venue had already screamed, and even more lovely, they covered their eyes with white tender palms and watched quietly from the gap between their fingers. But Liu Ying'er is like an ant on a hot pot. Seeing Zhao Jiuge's face anxious, she stomps back and forth, but there is no way.

Bai Qingqing just looked at the breathtaking scene on the stage with a cold look. Her fingers were holding tightly in front of her chest. Her heart was really worried about Zhao Jiuge, but her face didn't show any expression, because she thought that if it ended so soon, it would not conform to the mysterious style of this guy.

Seeing Zhao Jiuge, who was quite embarrassed on the court, Bai Zimo couldn't help laughing with joy. His face was full of schadenfreude. The pleasure after revenge appeared in his eyes. He secretly scolded him. If I don't clean you up, someone will clean you up. Next time, I'll take care of you!For a moment, all kinds of reactions from the audience, including scorn, irony, regret, and even more, it was hard to believe. Could the competition be over so soon? This can make people who are looking forward to a wonderful performance have a look of disappointment in their eyes.

It's just that the old disciples of Xuantian Jianmen who stand in the sky are silent from beginning to end, just watching quietly.

Director Zhou's face, which was originally grim, could not help wrinkling his thick eyebrows and tensing his whole body. He was ready to take action when something was wrong. Although he was optimistic about Zhao Jiuge, he could not let his disciples suffer substantial harm.

Facing the breathtaking scene, the backward Zhao Jiuge stretched out his left leg, slashed back fiercely, and forced his body to stop. With the help of the friction force of the ground, he resisted the impact of being hit by the sword. Then, in the eyes of the audience, he threw the wooden sword in his hand fiercely, facing the sword which was rowing to his head.

After the wooden sword collided with the wooden sword in the hands of the boy with Daodao scar, it flew more than ten meters at a time. With the disappearance of the spiritual power, the wooden sword also became plain and fell to the ground. Seeing Zhao Jiuge's unexpected scene, scar boy just laughed in his heart. He thought that if he blocked my sword, he would be OK. The wooden swords were shot down. I see what you can do to resist my remaining two swords.

Throwing wooden sword, this scene makes the eyes of all the disciples fall down. What kind of move is this? It makes people laugh. Even those old disciples who didn't make any noise from the beginning to the end couldn't help laughing.

Coach Zhou's eyes are also a burst of consternation, then his eyes thought, as if he thought of something, in the heart of a dark praise, cunning boy, this move to ruin the boat beautiful.

In a blink of an eye, the other two also fell with the wind, just landed on Zhao Jiuge. Fortunately, in the face of the sudden pain spreading all over the body, Zhao Jiuge had already had psychological preparation, and had long protected the front of his body with spiritual power. However, after being hit, the pain still felt like a drill in the heart, which made people bite their teeth and inhale cold air.

Relying on his physical fitness after practicing Sanskrit, Zhao Jiuge was in a hurry and took the risk to use this move. Although the pain came from his body, it was as good as what he expected. Although the sword was shining fiercely, his body was not as hard as it used to be. Although he lost his wooden sword and his body was hit, it was good or bad for him to occupy It has a big impact.

Two sword light hit the whole body, Zhao Jiuge's body shrank, then a force, fly back down, hands tightly protect the head, curled up, when the whole body glided in the air for more than ten meters, when falling, Zhao Jiuge quickly stretched out his right hand to the ground, but still could not hold back the force, so he simply followed the residual force The road rolled to the ground. After a few meters of rolling, he immediately stood up, regardless of his embarrassed image, endured the pain in his chest, and his hands were fiercely bound with fingerprints. After a while, the glass like gold covered Zhao Jiuge's whole body, which was the holy body of Sanskrit.

From throwing the wooden sword to being hit and landing, as well as immediately turning over to urge the decision of the Sanskrit holy body, this movement from the beginning to the end is like flowing water, without a trace of pause, which is clearly what Zhao Jiuge calculated.

This wonderful scene made the disciples couldn't help cheering. At this moment, they not only cheered for the people they liked, but also cried out for witnessing such a wonderful competition. Just at the beginning of the contest, there was a thrilling scene, and people were looking forward to the battle in the future.

Looking at Zhao Jiuge, who did not have much damage, he not only stood perfectly at a distance of more than ten meters, but also released the Dharma decision. The scar teenager's eyes at Zhao Jiuge became more gloomy and said, "it's all right. It's good for you. But have you started to use it? Then don't blame me for bullying you. I'll see if you are so lucky to continue to hide in the past. "

Speaking of later, the expression of the young scar is fierce. When the rest of the corner of his eye looks at Bai Qingqing's worried expression for Zhao Jiuge, his eyes are full of bloodthirsty fierce light. If the eyes can kill people, I think Zhao Jiuge's body is already full of holes.

When he got up and stood up, Zhao Jiuge gasped slightly. Just now, when he was in action, he only felt the pain in his chest. When he stopped, he only felt that he did not dare to bring the amplitude of his panting. Because the chest heaved violently, he pulled his chest pain. The pain made Zhao Jiuge's teeth grin, but the golden light around his body flashed When the Sanskrit Heart Sutra skill is also in circulation, the operating spiritual power in the meridians, diluting a bit of pain.

At this time, Zhao Jiuge only initially urged the Sanskrit holy body, and only dyed a layer of glaze like gold on the surface of the body. As time went on, Zhao Jiuge became more and more interested in the Sanskrit holy body, and more and more understood the functions of the Sanskrit holy body, and could better master and use it.

Because after using the Dharma, although the spiritual power gradually disappeared, Zhao Jiuge was not in a hurry to rush to the first place, but his whole body was tense and carefully released the Sanskrit holy body.

Think not of victory, but of defeat.

"Really, just see if you hide or I hide this time." Zhao Jiuge admits that he is not good at the cultivation of sword rhyme. However, if relying on the competition of spiritual power, Zhao Jiuge has a lot of confidence. He not only has the Sanskrit holy body, but also has found that his spiritual power is more refined after eating Yuehua dew and swallowing quenched elixir. At this time, although he is still the cultivation in the middle of spiritual realm, but It is the strength of spiritual power and the changes in power that have already been able to compete with those in the later stage of spiritual transformation, and even oppress them.Seeing Zhao Jiuge like a king of eight, just crouching under the shell of that golden coat, scar boy can't help but be angry. He doesn't want to talk nonsense with Zhao Jiuge. His spiritual power is a volume. He takes a fierce storm and steps on a tiger step to attack. The sudden change also scares Zhao Jiuge. Looking at the more and more crazy scar boy, Zhao Jiuge is also worried Even if Japan wins, it is estimated to be a disastrous victory, but that is better than losing.

Read here, Zhao Jiuge also moved, the two people continue to fight!