Chapter 33

"Sword Qi, three swords in one!"

With the long sword waving around the white Qi, Jinye instantly cut out three golden blades, and then formed a trend of fusion in the mid air. Then, the sharp sword Qi soared and pointed to the south wind.

There is no doubt that this is Jinye's strongest strike and his last card. It is the combination of powerful skills and sword Qi.

For such a strike, Nanfeng was not afraid. His black eyes were red, corresponding to the first Xuan forging body. All his strength was concentrated on his right arm.

Invisibly, the sound of the tiger roars again. Behind the south wind, the aura vaguely forms the tiger form.

Five fingers pinching fist, a tiger roaring fist straight towards the golden blade around the sword.

Bang Dang! The next moment, the sound of the sound of gold and iron, the ripples of the collision of sword Qi and howling, scattered in an instant, as if to shatter the whole space.

Nanfeng's red fist and Jinye's sword edge are at that point.

But this stalemate, only lasted for a moment, the sound of fragmentation is sounded.

It can be seen that cracks appeared on the golden blade and spread rapidly. The sharp sword Qi also broke away.

Seeing this scene, Jinye was a little scared and even at a loss. Nanfeng stirred up a smile of disdain from the corner of his mouth. The strength of his red fist was even stronger.

Boom!

Finally, with the roaring sound, the golden blade around the sword Qi completely collapsed, and the sharp sword Qi also disappeared. Jinye's long sword was directly hit in the air.

Then, Nanfeng's red fist bombarded Jinye's chest with lightning.

Nanfeng won the blow, not that Jinye could not resist, but that he had no sense of resisting, because his most powerful card, sword Qi, was defeated by Nanfeng, and he had no intention of fighting in his heart.

Poof! With the gushing of old blood, the gold industry is tumbling to the ground.

Nanfeng won't miss any chance. With the help of Jinye's sword, it stabs Jinye's chest.

"Well You... " He looks at Nanfeng with fear and points to Nanfeng with fingers. What Jinye wants to say is not finished, because his life has been lost.

"Let you die under your own sword, I'm kind-hearted." The south wind said coldly.

For the enemy, Nanfeng will not have any pity, because if he fails today, his fate will be worse than that.

Then, Nanfeng's eyes turned to the other three.

"Run There was no hesitation. At this time, there was only one idea left in their hearts.

They know the power of Jinye. One of the top ten disciples of Xuezong is a genius who understands sword Qi. However, they died in the hands of Nanfeng. They don't want to fight.

"Now that they're all here, there's no need to go." South wind cold hum a, take the lead to kill toward the disciple of horizontal plum.

Jinye, as one of the top ten disciples of Xuezong, his death is not the same as those of other disciples. If Xuezong's senior officials confirm that he killed Jinye, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Later, with Xiuying's help, Nanfeng spent three hours killing the three people.

So far, all the purposes of the south wind's iron blood trial have been achieved.

Next, is the end of the waiting time, go to the blood pool, get the blood crystal.

Xiu has no need to get more black gold and seven hundred gold for him.

In the dense forest, Nanfeng and Xiuying meditate on the giant tree, just waiting for the end of the trial.

"Nanfeng, what kind of training method is your training method?" Finally can't help the curiosity in the heart, Xiu Ying asks a way.

"Of course, if it's not convenient to say it, I'm just curious." Suddenly think of oneself shouldn't so abrupt inquiry, Xiu Ying is to add to say again.

"Ha ha, since the big beauty asked, why don't I tell you?" Seeing that Xiuying was a little afraid of her anger, Nanfeng said with a smile, "it's a set of physical training techniques, called jiuxuan forging technique!"

"Nine Xuan forging body decision?" Xiuying said thoughtfully, as if she had heard of this set of skills.

"This set of skills is only suitable for people who have no spiritual pulse to practice. I really don't know what they are doing with my skills." Nanfeng smiles, but they don't know that Xuezong doesn't know it's jiuxuan forging.

Even if they know, I'm afraid they won't believe it unless they prove it.

In fact, in Nanfeng's heart, there is another question about himself: since jiuxuan forging is only suitable for people who don't have spiritual pulse to practice, why can he practice? After all, he does have spiritual pulse.

The final conclusion is that Nanfeng can only be attributed to the extraordinary rebirth of Lingmai.

"Can we practice without spiritual pulse?" Xiuying was shocked when she heard Nanfeng's words. She looked at Nanfeng incredulously and said, "well So Nanfeng, you... "

"That's right, I'm just a guy without spiritual pulse!" Nanfeng smiles."This How is that possible? " Xiuying shakes her head hard. No spirit pulse can cultivate to the eighth grade?

"Ha ha, if you don't believe it, you can try it yourself!" Nanfeng said with a smile, and then Nanfeng put his head together in front of Xiuying.

As for the result, Xiuying could not measure the rebirth of Nanfeng.

The last three days passed, and the iron test ended. The killers outside the lion mountain returned to their starting place one after another.

Nanfeng and Xiuying also return, but they return separately for the time being.

This is the request of Nanfeng. If Jinhong and Hengmei see Xiuying with themselves, they will find Xiuying in trouble.

Outside the mountains, the south wind comes out slowly and smiles with the waiting Wuyang.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Nanfeng, Wuyang was also relieved.

Although Nanfeng is only a registered disciple in his name, Wuyang has regarded Nanfeng as his own disciple.

And that gold rainbow and horizontal plum see after the south wind, the eyes is immediately gloomy down.

"Jinye, Sun Li, these two wastes, can't even handle these trifles well!" Jin Hong scolds angrily in his heart, and looks at Nanfeng with murderous intent. Undoubtedly, he is warning Nanfeng: don't be too arrogant.

For the eyes of the two people, Nanfeng just smiles and goes to the inspector of lion castle.

"Hey, I don't know what kind of expression Jin Hong and Heng Mei will have when they can't wait for Jin Ye and Sun Li to come out?" Nanfeng is happy.

"Zhang Chong, 71 o'clock!"

"Li Xing, 83 o'clock!"

"Wang Wenjian, 130 o'clock!"

At this time, the inspector of lion castle has begun to check the number of dots on the green iron wood of the person who returned to the test.

"Shuilan city - shuixinyan, 320 o'clock!"

With the sound, the whole scene was excited.

320. That's definitely a strong competitor for number one.