Chapter 930

It turns out that Lin Beichen didn't worry too much.

"Sir, I can't defeat you for your swordsmanship."

Only when they met Sanhe, the husband of the Hai clan stepped back without hesitation and said, "I admire you. I give up."

Before the words were finished, people had already left Jianfeng.

Li Zailin, the fourth elder of Wuding Feijian sect, didn't even react at the first time.

That's it

Won?

He had a dull expression on his face.

He looked at the indefinite flying sword suspended in front of him. There was a way to pull Ding Sanshi back from the pumice seat in Baiyun city and fight for another 300 rounds.

On top of the pumice stones around, the major Kendo forces and the spectators from all over the mainland were in an uproar.

This is the opening of the sword conference.

Isn't it because of the hot-blooded fighting and the amazing skills that caused the audience frenzy of the whole sword conference?

Now what's going on?

Three moves are over?

Lin Beichen is also muddled.

Lao Ding, you are so thick browed and big eyed... No, you are such a rat eyed guy. Unexpectedly, you have a show.

Now Lin Beichen doesn't wonder why Lao Ding can collude with Princess Xihai, the president of the Shanghai clan, and make Lu Guanhai such a Kendo genius act - this old guy's routine is really coquettish.

"No shame."

Chu yunsun, the leader of Baiyun City, looked at Ding Sanshi who had fled back. His eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

This battle really disgraced the face of Baiyun city.

Ding Sanshi holds yuan Shouyi in his arms. He is introverted and looks down at him without looking at him, just like an old monk.

Chu yunsun snorted coldly and grew up.

He's going to do it himself.

"In this battle, please let Xiao ran, the head of the court, do it."

Lu Guanhai suddenly opened his mouth.

The head of Fengji academy rose slowly and said, "yes, sir."

His body flashed, turned into a streamer, swept up from the pumice and landed on the irregular cross-section challenge arena of Lun Jianfeng.

His opponent is still Li Zailin, the fourth elder of Wuding Feijian sect.

According to the rules of the sword conference, the so-called group battle is not a five game one-on-one fight.

It's two teams fighting on lunjian peak. Only when all the members of one team are defeated can they win completely.

If Li Zailin can sweep all the five strong swordsmen in the whole team of Baiyun City, it means that the team of Baiyun city will be eliminated and the indefinite flying sword sect will enter the next round.

"The wind and discipline Academy of Baiyun city is Xiaoran."

The head of the Xiao courtyard is magnificent and handsome. He bows his hands and salutes. Compared with Ding Sanshi, his appearance is much better: "elder Li, please give me some advice."

"Please."

Li Zailin's arms were down on his left and right crotches, and his fingers were open.

Move your fingers.

Ding Ding Ding!

A series of dense sparks are blooming on lunjian peak.

With Li Zailin's left and right thumbs, middle fingers and ring fingers all moving, the six indefinite flying swords set up layers of sword curtains in front of him. Finally, Xiao Ran's strongest sword was exhausted when he was still ten meters away from him

"Poof."

Xiao ran spewed a blood arrow from his mouth and fell to the ground.

Not only was the sword power broken, he was also disturbed by the anti shock force from the other side's sword curtain, and hurt his viscera.

The [Liuyun sword] in his hand was leaning on the ground. He gasped a few times and forced his throat to fight against blood. He said: "I'm not as good as others... If you lose, you can do it."

Li Zailin's finger moved and urged the flying sword to shoot back. Ten swords were in one. In an instant, he fell into the scabbard behind him and said, "you are more than 100 times stronger than Ding Sanshi. You can be regarded as a real swordsman. It's a pity that you were born in Baiyun City, and it's hard for a dragon to soar into the sky... If I don't kill you, go back."

This elder of Wuding flying sword sect is also a man of great demeanor.

Xiao ran breath gradually even, way: "thank you."

Come back with the sword.

Chu yunsun, the leader of Baiyun City, was gloomy and unhappy.

Another loss.

But Lu Guanhai got up and said, "I'm the head of Xiaoyuan."

"Dare not, failed to win, extremely ashamed."

Xiao ran bowed himself, looked grateful, then sat aside and began to recuperate.

Lu Guanhai pondered a little and looked at Wei He, the honorary elder appointed by the central Empire, what he was about to say

Chu yunsun said angrily, "OK, is it not enough to be shameful? It's all a bunch of rubbish. In the third battle, I will do it myself. Otherwise, I'm afraid Baiyun city will be eliminated in the first round! "

With that, his figure flashed like a blink and appeared on the lunjian peak thousands of meters away.

Lu Guanhai had no choice but to apologize to the honorary elder Wei He.

The color of embarrassment on the latter's face converged.

On Jianfeng.

"Come on."

Chu yunsun's whole body is full of dark red sword meaning, and his eyes are full of dark red light like hair. He moves forward step by step, and his expression is like a bloodthirsty Warcraft, which is treacherous and gloomy.

A kind of indescribable terror, with Chu yunsun as the center.

"I'll give you just one shot."

Chu yunsun said haughtily: "so, you'd better direct ten swords together, let me see the rumor of" ten swords out, ghosts lose "indefinite flying sword move, otherwise, ha ha, ha ha, you'll never have another chance in your life."

There was a flash of anger in Li Zailin's eyes.

Crazy young generation.

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