Chapter 338

According to the reputation, the crowd saw a young man in a white robe, about 20 years old, with a delicate and elegant facial features. However, there was a hint of sharpness between his eyebrows, and he was looking at Fang lion coldly.

"White Muchen!" Teng Qing's face changed dramatically.

The people who took part in the trial were all talented people, but there were also differences between the strong and the weak.

Bai Muchen, who came from the Tianfeng emperor's Dynasty, is very famous for his young age.

He began to learn sword at the age of five. In a short period of ten years, he lost countless enemies under the sword and became the first swordsman of Tianfeng imperial dynasty.

After that, he not only made great progress in the imperial realm, but also made great progress in the imperial realm.

Fang Shi is a tyrannical and rampant figure. If ordinary people were so ridiculed, he would have killed him. However, he was afraid of Bai Muchen and had no confidence of victory.

"Bai Muchen, I remember your words." Fang Shi's voice was as cold as ice.

"Am I afraid of you?" Bai Muchen disdained him. Then, his martial spirit blossomed out. It was a soft sword. The whole body was green. The blade was like a snake. The cold light of the sword filled the void.

"The martial spirit of Bai Muchen, named dark green sword, ranks among the five ranks. It can hide in the dark without a sound. Once a sword comes out, it will dye blood. Few people can resist it."

Teng Qing stepped back a few steps, and was extremely afraid of Bai Mu Chen. He said bitterly, "I heard that some time ago, Bai Muchen killed an expert in the half step heaven realm. His swordsmanship is unpredictable, and he has touched the threshold of the unity of man and sword."

"The unity of man and sword, and the threshold?"

Chu Xingyun was stunned. He felt the color of worship from Teng Qing's eyes. The people around him looked at Bai Muchen with awe. This scene made him smile.

In the field of vision, Fang Shi's whole face becomes gloomy and cold, waiting for Bai Muchen, while the latter is fearless. The dark blue sword and martial spirit are suspended in the air, full of high fighting spirit.

Both of them are talented figures on the moving side. The collision of momentum makes the atmosphere of space solidify.

At this time, in the void, a few women in white appeared, dancing like fairies, and walked out to the public.

All of a sudden, the eyes of the crowd looked at it one after another, without blinking.

At the head of these white women stood a young girl, dressed in white, with a sword on her waist. On her delicate and perfect facial features, she actually showed a bit of heroic spirit. She stood upright and seemed to have a touch of heroic sword spirit in the sky.

This woman, too beautiful, amazing, not with a trace of human smoke and fire gas, standing there, it makes people from gradually shape dirty.

"If you two have not broken the sword tablet, you will be laughing stock if you are defeated?" The woman's mouth lifted a radian, language with heroic spirit, not afraid of the two people in front of her.

Fang lion and Bai Muchen, at the same time, take back their breath. They stand on each side, and their eyes are full of fiery color.

"If I can get a smile from a beautiful woman, I would like to become a laughing stock for all." Bai Muchen bowed his hands, and when he opened his mouth, he boldly showed his love in his heart.

"Sweet words!"

Fang Shi sneered and didn't talk much nonsense. He strode onto the arena.

He went to the front of the sword stele and glanced at Xia Qingcheng again. His tongue moved, showing a greedy look, which made the crowd angry. But Xia Qingcheng himself was not a bit different. His eyes were staring at the sword stele, ignoring Fang Shi directly.

"When I break the sword tablet, you will be our lion's man." Fang Shi roared with laughter. As soon as he turned around, his eyes changed. The blade of his sword came out of the sheath. In an instant, the fierce sword spirit rolled and roared, killing everything, and carrying the terrible storm of sword swept across the sky.

"What a powerful sword spirit," the crowd was deeply shocked. Although the lion was arrogant by nature, its strength was extremely strong.

Whew! Whew!

The fierce roar of the sword was particularly harsh. The square lion stepped forward, swept the blade, and launched an attack towards the sword tablet. Just by pressing the powerful sword, the arena made a buzzing sound.

Click!

The light of the sword is blooming. At the moment of touching the tablet, it bursts out like a flood. However, the whole stele is still standing still. There is no trace on the smooth and straight stele.

"How could it be?" The square lion looked embarrassed, and his sword was still strong. He launched the attack again.

However, the final result is still the same. No matter how violent his sword spirit is, the sword tablet still has no reaction at all.

"Failure is failure, no matter how many times you try, the result is still the same." At this time, Bai Muchen swept onto the arena, his voice mixed with pungent irony, which made Fang lion's face pour out a trace of killing intention.

However, he did not fight. He just glared and walked out of the arena.

After Fang Shi left, Bai Muchen came to the sword tablet, and his mind moved. The dark green sword and martial spirit condensed into the essence and fell on his palm. The sword did not move. However, the cold spirit of the sword could be felt by anyone.

"The sword moves!"The next moment, Bai Muchen walks forward. Every step he takes, he releases infinite sword Qi. His fingers constantly point out, and it seems that the terrible sword Qi will be superimposed and become more and more high.

"This white Muchen is quite good." Chu Xingyun saw this scene, a faint smile, let Teng Qingleng beside him, don't know what this means.

After that, Bai Muchen's step stopped, the tip of his sword came out, and he stabbed out a sword, which was quite different from the fierce sword spirit of Fang lion.

Buzz!

The sword tip touched the body of the stele, and the sword Qi sent out. The whole sword tablet began to tremble. A faint sword mark appeared in the public's view. Although it was vague, it really existed.

Xia Qingcheng, who has always been expressionless, was also shocked by this scene and looked at the past with burning eyes. However, the sword mark disappeared soon after it appeared. The stone tablet stopped shaking and seemed to have never moved.

As for Bai Muchen, his whole face became extremely pale. He stepped back several steps, and then he was able to stand firm. It seemed that he consumed a lot. Even the dark blue sword in his hand was dim.

"Princess Qingcheng, let you down." Bai Muchen's expression was somewhat dispirited. He raised his head and saw Xia Qingcheng staring at him. His eyes were shimmering, and he said in a low voice: "try your best."

At the exit of the four characters, Bai Muchen was stunned and stunned. The crowd under the challenge arena, including Fang lion, was inflamed with jealousy.

Xia Qingcheng is cold and silent by nature and seldom talks to other men. But just now, Xia Qingcheng took the initiative to talk to Bai Muchen. Although there are only four words, it is still enviable.

Bai Muchen soon returned to his senses. The envious eyes of the crowd made him feel particularly proud. He wanted to take the opportunity to flatter Xia Qingcheng.

At this moment, a figure suddenly came out from the bottom of the challenge arena.

This figure is a young man with a strong figure and a sword like back. Under the long black hair, there is a perfect and elegant face, which makes the handsome and extraordinary Bai Muchen feel a little eclipsed.

Autumn water is the God, as beautiful as jade.

These two words seem to be born for this person.

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