Next, Jiang Ning, the new inner disciple, and pan Yong, the famous disciple of the third long history of the sword. This is the first battle between the inner disciples and the famous disciples in the records of war. Please make preparations.

Jiangning sighed helplessly. He didn't expect that he would be on the stage so soon. He could only wring his hand gently and walking onto the stage with a smile. The people under the stage cheered one after another. It seemed that he was very optimistic about the battle.

However, although they are optimistic about this battle, they are not optimistic about Jiangning at all, because they have never heard of calling you by your name. It can be said that this is the first time they have seen Jiangning take part in the battle. Therefore, everyone is not familiar with Jiangning, and you can't see any realm last year.

They all chant pan Yong's name one by one. For them, the strength of an elder's registered disciple is definitely much higher than that of an inner disciple. In addition, there is a cause known for his bravery and ruthlessness. Jiangning is a person who has never heard of it. It is obvious which side they support.

Pan Yong also stepped on the stage, his tall body and Jiangning formed a sharp contrast, he said with disdain on his face: "I don't need to do my best to deal with such scum as you. You can retreat quickly, surrender yourself, and I can spare you, otherwise it will be ugly if you lose. You should know how big the gap between registered disciples and inner disciples is."

In his eyes, Jiangning has to surrender.

Who knows this time, Jiangning suddenly sneered and said, "are you going to choose to surrender? So fast? I didn't expect to win so easily

After that, Jiangning or Hu Shi sighed a sigh of relief, which made pan Yong, who was about to leave the stage, flashed a cold light in front of him and looked at Jiangning with a vicious momentum. It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with Jiangning's previous practice.

"I've given you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it. If you still want to run away, it's over. I will crush you thoroughly to let you know that a mere inner disciple is nothing in front of me."

Pan Yong didn't make any big moves. He just gently clenched his fist and waved it to Jiangning. There was no extra skill. It seemed that in his eyes, this fist was enough to blow Jiangning to the bottom.

I told you to watch this fist attack. You didn't have any distance in your eyes. You even seemed to want to feel the air in front of your fist. You saw Jiangning turn back, and his hands condensed into a strange mark, which was then turned into a palm technique and directly patted out.

"Bone melting soft palm!"

Jiangning snorted coldly. This one was understood by him not long ago. It has infinite power and extraordinary damage. However, when confronting pan Yong, Jiangning didn't make those effects come out. It was only weakened by countless times before it was expelled. However, if so, it was still powerful and could not be resisted by Pan Yong.

Pan Yong got a slap, finally grunted, and withdrew for five steps. Then he stopped talking. He spat blood in his mouth and looked at Jiangning with some distance. Obviously, he couldn't believe that he was beaten like this by an inner disciple, and the people in the audience were the same. They didn't believe that an elder's registered disciple would be killed It was hurt by an ordinary inner disciple.

"No, this must be his all-out attack, that is, to hit me by surprise. When I was raised, he wanted to let me have a distance. In fact, he is in the end now. Otherwise, how could I, a registered disciple, fail to beat a general inner disciple?" Pan Yong thought, or everyone guessed like this. After all, in their eyes, there is no other way to calculate.

"Now I can't increase the strength of this guy. Although he is only an inner disciple, he still exists in a very important way. It seems that I have to use the strongest move to kill him directly in order to save my face."

Thinking of this, he surged to his feet and said with a sneer: "you boy, I was fooled by you for a moment of carelessness, and then you will not have such good luck. But I congratulate you, you can have the strength to let me do my best, and then you will be honored even if you die."

After all, pan Yong sent out his sword. After all, their swordsmen are still majoring in sword. It is normal that Pan Yong is good at using swordsmanship. Moreover, it is very easy for him to play Jiangning with a good weapon in his hand.

"Sudden wind sword technique!"

Pan Yong snorted coldly. The sword in his hand was dancing wildly. It was like a fierce hurricane. It seemed that it was stirring the flow of air. Even if one was breathing, he felt a cut, which also contained a strong intention to kill.

"Good boy, today you can die under this move. Although it is said that the Zong clan does not allow death and injury, there will always be some mistakes in this sword without eyes. Are you lucky today? If you offend me, you will die. "

Jiangning looked at this matter, there was no fluctuation in his heart. Instead, he wanted to laugh. He just said to pan Yong, "if you want to go up, why do you need to talk so much? Do you want to live a little longer?"Looking at Jiangning in front of him, even pan Yong couldn't help beating the drum. He really didn't want to believe that the inner disciple in front of him was so powerful, and he didn't want to believe that this inner disciple would be far more than himself. Although he had doubts in his heart, he had developed a arrogant and domineering character for many years, which made her not retire from the service, but only had two eyes Cold, then rushed in the past.

"Then you will die today."

Jiangning did not make any action at the moment, but pulled out his own sword lightly, looked at himself towards pan Yong, who attacked him, and then said, "in this case, don't let you see my move."

"ten thousand swords belong to the clan! ,” 、、.。

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