Chapter 2218

Whoosh!

The two figures entered the prohibition.

Ye Xiong and Jiannan mountain entered the prohibition at the same time and stood by their disciples.

Jiannan mountain came to Zhao mu, checked his body and said, "leader, Zhao Mu's right arm was cut off and his life was abandoned. Even if he is cured, his cultivation will be greatly reduced. He will stop here all his life. It was not easy for me to cultivate such a disciple in Jiange. He was abandoned like this. I will never forget it."

Youming was trying to refute. Ye Xiong quickly stopped her: "let me come."

Youming nodded and knew that he was far worse than him in bickering.

It's more appropriate to let him out at this time.

"What does Jian Ge master mean by this? What do you want?" Ye Xiong asked.

"Cancel the competition qualification of No. 15 and drive out of the school. The Changsheng sect has no such ruthless disciples." Jiannan mountain angrily said.

"What crime did she commit?"

"Isn't it enough to harm the same door?"

"On the stage, the sword has no eyes. The leader also said that as long as one side doesn't admit defeat, it can't stop." When ye Xiong finished, he turned his voice, got up sharply and shouted, "I'd like to ask the sword Pavilion leader, how should your disciples humiliate people in public?"

"Did you see me as the leader and stand aside for me?" Nangong Han drank.

Jiannan mountain snorted coldly, stood aside and stopped talking.

Ye Xiong walked to Youming and whispered, "don't worry, I won't let him go. Whoever dares to humiliate you will die."

There was a fierce light in his eyes. The dark had never found that he would send out such a strong murderous spirit.

Suddenly, I was a little moved.

Care makes you angry.

"I'm waiting for you to avenge me." Youming nodded.

Nangong Han's eyes fell on Zhao mu, who was injured and dizzy, and said, "Zhao Mu deserved to be seriously injured. This is a lesson for all people. Don't humiliate others; As for Yang Xinyi, she is also responsible for her heavy hand; Sword traceless cares about younger martial brother. He makes rude remarks and has mistakes. I won't investigate anyone who dares to break the rules from now on. The game will continue. "

Ye Xiong looks at Jiannan mountain, leaves at the same time and falls on the stage.

After several confrontations, the hatred between the two people can't be reconciled at all. If it wasn't for their identity, jiannanshan would have wanted to kill Ye Xiong for revenge.

Next, the game continues.

The rest of the people dare not challenge the sword without trace. Luo Chongyang, Youming, Xuetu and Zhuo are unparalleled.

The strength of these five people can be said to be recognized as the top five.

With the deepening of the competition, they were eliminated one by one, and only 13 were left in the end.

At this time, it's Zhuo's turn to choose.

"I choose to challenge No. 2 Luo Chongyang." Zhuo Wushuang said.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a loud noise around, and they were all startled.

With the strength of sword traceless, if you choose the other opponents, you can enter the top ten without any pressure.

Even ye Xiong was frightened by his decision. He really didn't listen to himself.

Fortunately, he didn't choose the sword without trace, otherwise it might be more troublesome.

"Will the eighth Prince pick me? It's embarrassing for me." Luo Chongyang sneered.

"Luo Chongyang, do you take it or not? If you don't, you can admit defeat." Zhuo Wushuang pointed a long gun.

"How can I not accept the invitation of the eighth prince? Just, what if I accidentally hurt the eighth prince?"

"The war platform has no identity. Don't you understand the rules?"

"OK, I'll fight."

Luo Chongyang's figure flashed and fell into the battle platform.

There was applause from the audience, and many people shouted.

The previous wars were all of great disparity in strength, and have never been so evenly matched as now.

The second expert among the young disciples of Changsheng sect against the eighth Prince is a great sight in itself.

"The next battle is between Luo Chongyang and Zhuo Wushuang. I don't have to say more about the rules. Let's start!"

With Nangong's cold words falling, Zhuo Wushuang's momentum climbed. With a long gun pointing, a white awn was like penetrating the sun and hit Luo Chongyang.

"I'll see if your spear is powerful or my sword is powerful."

Luo Chongyang pulled out a straight sword two meters long and five fingers wide. The body of the sword was white as a mirror.

This sword is called day sword. It is his life weapon. It is very powerful.

Buzz!

A sword pierces out, and the sword's light shines straight.

The two drums collided and exploded in mid air, emitting dazzling brilliance.

They had the same level and strength. This fight made the sky dark and the earth dark, and the prohibition issued a burst of mourning.

Luo Chongyang deserves to be the second ranked young disciple. His strength is not limited. He has both attack and defense, and has rich combat experience.

Zhuo Wushuang is like an angry lion. He has been in a state of rage and is invincible. In the twinkling of an eye, half an hour later, the victory or defeat still didn't come out. Gradually, Zhuo Wushuang began to be uncontrollable“ A thousand people stabbed! " His figure moved quickly in the air and turned into more than a dozen residual shadows. Each residual shadow was the same as her, holding a silver gun. Chirp, chirp, chirp... More than a dozen sounds sounded at the same time. Like a storm, he attacked Luo Chongyang at the same time. The whole sky was glittering with the light of the long gun. It's a good move to stab thousands of people. There are thousands of troops and horses to attack. Luo Chongyang was as steady as a dog when he saw the moves. No matter how powerful Zhuo Wushuang's attack was, he couldn't break him and prevent this powerful move“ Storm thorn! " Zhuo Wushuang held the long gun tightly, and the momentum came. The whole silver gun seemed to feel the murderous spirit and buzzed. The next moment, like a storm, he attacked Luo Chongyang's head. The momentum was like a setting sun, threatening. Luo Chongyang still pays attention to defense. No matter how vigorous Zhuo Wushuang's momentum is, he resolves it one by one. Warm applause came from outside, and they were all attracted by the earth shaking battle. This level of excitement is much better than the front. Off the court, ye Xiong frowned. On the surface, they seem to be equal, but in the long run, Zhuo Wushuang will suffer sooner or later. One side is to attack and the other is to defend. Attack must consume more energy than defense. After all, defense can be avoided. If this round is still a long attack, Zhuo Wushuang will undoubtedly lose. Zhuo's unparalleled silver gun pierced through heavy defense and accurately stabbed Luo Chongyang. Luo Chongyang defended with a horizontal sword and stabbed a long gun on the back of the sword“ Broken! " Zhuo Wushuang roared. When he heard the sound of Ding, Luo Chongyang's sword cracked and broke in two. The silver gun drove straight in and stabbed Luo Chongyang's chest. Luo Chongyang turned around and avoided. The silver gun was close to his body and rubbed on his chest, leaving a long trail of blood, which dyed his clothes red. Luo Chongyang withdrew hundreds of meters and stopped. Looking at the injury to his chest, his face was a little ugly“ It seems that the quality of your sword is not good! " Zhuo Wushuang said with a sneer. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.